A bright moon couldn't help but feel lonely, and mischievously climbed up to the branches. Through the skylight, I looked at the travelers who had already fallen asleep. I felt bored, so I slowly hid behind the dark clouds, and the sky gradually reached out and disappeared.

"The sky is dry, be careful of the fire candle" gradually disappeared into the alley with the sound of knocking on the bamboo board, and it gradually faded away after a while, one stroke or one point around.

A figure quietly crossed the wall, stood on the edge of the building and looked around alertly, and saw that no one was following him. He came to a door and gently locked the door three times. The people inside seemed to have been waiting for a long time, so he quickly opened the door and invited the guest in.

"Are everything ready?" the man asked calmly.

"I'm afraid they won't come, so my subordinates have already stepped down the net of heaven and earth, so I'll ask you to get into the trap." The visitor rubbed his hands excitedly. Although it was already spring, it was still chilly outside at this time. After entering the house, the slightly shaking body gradually stretched out.

"Be careful that the cold is so cold that I'll prepare a bowl of tea for you and drink some to warm up your body." The man moved the hot tea with concern.

After drinking tea with gratitude, the visitor quietly left the room, passed through the big tree beside the beam, and left anxiously, as if no one had ever been here.

Zhou Xun's mouthful of spring tea that had been infused with the soup again, thinking that those people in the Green Forest who had their own ideas about goods were about to be washed away by them like the tea leaves in this porcelain cup, and a satisfied smile appeared on their faces.

Three months ago, the border suffered a large area of ​​freezing disaster. After the entire land was over the blizzard, a large area of ​​cattle, sheep and other livestock were frozen to death, and many cellars that stored food lost their direction in the snow. The aliens who lived by nomads were deeply affected by it. In the absence of food and clothing, they attacked the villages around the border several times, causing a large number of refugees to flow into the gate. The Wei Dynasty was too fed up in recent years and no longer had the ambition to pacify the world. However, the disaster was saved, otherwise it would be really messed up. If this precarious country was really incited by those who were interested, it would have to be modified and expanded. Therefore, the emperor allocated a large amount of official securities and sent corresponding officers and soldiers to guard the border cities from major states and prefectures.

Zhou Xun's unit is the official army responsible for escorting disaster relief silver to Xicheng. As the bandits and bandits entrenched in the mountains and mountains and forests along the way, the official army cleared them several times, these people fled to the depths of dense forests and mountains, and often had no ends and had little effect. These people rely on the conflicts with foreigners in the borders over the past few months, but they became more fearless. From time to time, all kinds of merchants and gentry were robbed by the road, and some boldly even began to kidnap blackmail. These days, the city guard of Xicheng was already very busy and dizzy. There were not enough manpower, and it was even more impossible to send more personnel to help Zhou Xun escort the official silver. Moreover, the deep ditches and dangerous ravines on the official road were easily used by the robbers to use wood and fall rocks to cover and kill the officers and soldiers transporting the official silver. Then Zhou Xun would have to wait for his life to be beheaded.

Lord Wang, the city guard of Xicheng, was born as a military general, and he had no idea. It was okay to let him wear armor and carry a gun to fight among the army, but he knew nothing about the red tape and documents of the court. The master in front of him had already retired and returned home because he was not used to the bitterness and coldness of the gates here, so he left the chaotic matters of Lord Wang who racked his brains and had no choice but to deal with these miscellaneous things, and often made some silly things: Since the scalpers from Wang Erniu's family ran to Li Agou's family and refused to go home after being breeded, the official sentenced the scalpers to be Li Agou, but the little cowboy in the cow was owned by Wang Erniu.

After washing copper coins in clean water to argue for the real murderer, Lord Wang felt that he had seized a life-saving straw, so he asked Wu Yonglin to temporarily handle the vacant position of his master, and his salary was released according to his previous master. Wu Yonglin used the hotel management science of later generations to hire several managers to manage the exchanges between restaurants, the procurement of ingredients in the restaurant, and the allocation of staff in the restaurants. He did not need to do it himself, but just grasp the big direction, check the large expenditure list, and see the total daily income and expenditure. He was basically very leisurely every day, otherwise he would not have the leisure to go to Mrs. Song to tell her some idle books and talk to her.

Moreover, through the official documents of daily documents, similar to the "Daily Daily" and "Reference News" of later generations, we can understand the latest political trends and see if there is a trace of the leaf of heart plum through the channels. So Wu Yonglin happily promised Lord Wang's pitiful request, but he always left the side door, so there were not many people who knew that he was doing it here. When the shopkeeper Wu agreed readily, Lord Wang was nervous and continuous.

He went to the master's room to check the post early on the three days, for fear that the shopkeeper Wu would be able to escape halfway. Wu Yonglin's efficiency in handling copywriting was very high, and he also sacrificed many of the "unjust cases" and "mysterious cases" of Lord Wang in the past. The people's attitude towards Lord Wang greatly changed. Moreover, the documents sent by superiors praised Lord Wang for his good governance and obvious political achievements. It is estimated that he would win a few more battles at the border and make his fortune just around the corner.

Zhou Xun remembers that this shopkeeper Wu would help Master Chengshou in Xicheng to handle the following documents and files in his spare time, so he had already met Zhou Xun several times. However, since there was no actual intersection, the two were not considered close friends and were familiar with each other. After finding out that the dishes in Manager Wu’s restaurant tasted good, he would occasionally invite his subordinates and friends to go there to deepen their friendship. In fact, it was mainly because he hoped that Boss Wu could give a better discount.

On this day, Zhou Xun was drinking alone in the "Nuan Township". He came here when there were few people. At this time, it was already past mealtime. The people on the street outside the window were in groups of three or three, sparse, and the snow began to fall again. The already muddy street was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals. He couldn't help but shivered. He watched the three or three people running hurriedly towards the direction of his home. The already cold street became colder. Zhou Xun looked at the slowly falling snowflakes, and the clouds in his heart became even more sad. Looking at the spirit in the distance, he didn't even realize Wu Yonglin who came in to warm wine for him.

"Brother Zhou has been frowning. Is there anything difficult at home? You might as well tell me that although I am not generous here, a hundred taels of silver can still be helped." Wu Yonglin knew that these soldiers were usually addicted to drinking, and once they had some surplus, they would go to the brothel and restaurant in groups of three or three to spend it. If there was any urgent matter at home or if they were seriously ill, they would often be in a difficult situation, and these people would be in a panic and lose their former aura.

Zhou Xun smiled gratefully and embarrassedly: "Shopkeeper Wu laughed. Although I am not as rich as the big shopkeeper, I will not be short of that little money."

Wu Yonglin was ashamed of being wronged by self-righteousness and was about to leave.

"Are you worthy of my trust?" Zhou Xun's sudden words broke the embarrassing situation.

"Brother Zhou just thinks it is a bad thing in his heart. I will listen carefully and only give you some details. Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. Why not let me try my luck with this trick?" Wu Yonglin said modestly.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhou Xun's eyes: Lord Wang had known before he came that this person would not be very easy to interact with, but he didn't expect that this person would be so happy.

Lord Wang is actually selfish. If Zhou Xun knows about this person's talent one day, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be stolen by others, then my position as a master will be vacant again? Isn't my hope for promotion just to be useless? So, I told Zhou Xun that Wu Yonglin has no talent, so he will be clever and clever, and it is not easy to get along with. When Zhou Xun said he wanted to help Wu Yonglin, Lord Wang said that he actually wanted Zhou Xun to give up this pearl as soon as possible.

"I have a group of important materials from the government to transport to the border, but bandits along the way are rampant and treacherous. I don't have enough people at hand. I'm afraid that this time the goal will be too big and I will throw away this batch of important materials. It's a trivial matter for me to throw away my black sand. I guess everyone on my neck will have different places." After Zhou Xun said this, he was covered in cold sweat behind him.

"Why aren't these supplies replaced by silver?" Wu Yonglin asked, and seeing Zhou Xun's speechless eyes, Wu Yonglin knew that Zhou Xun had not told the truth to him, and had already vaguely guessed the so-called supplies he had transported this time.

"How many soldiers and horses are there on hand? How many people are needed to transport the materials this time to ensure safe arrival in Xicheng? How many gangs will be assigned along the way and will have the idea of ​​making these batches of supplies?" Wu Yonglin asked.

"The total number of cavalry, infantry and archers I have is less than 1,000. If I want to successfully deliver the supplies to Xicheng this time, it is estimated that 4,000 people will be needed. As for how many people want to make up this batch of supplies, it is really difficult to calculate."

"If the cavalry is used by the mountain bandits in the mountains, it is likely to become a burden to us." Wu Yonglin knew that if the horse was frightened and ran wildly on the mountain and could not control it, he would likely trample on it. At that time, kill a thousand enemies and lose 800 of them. How can we face more sneak attacks that cannot be prevented?

"What if we divide the materials into several batches and ship them to different routes?" Zhou Xun asked tentatively.

"We must not divide the troops. Our staff is not enough, so it is easier to be defeated one by one." But Wu Yonglin suddenly had an inspiration and told a plan that made Zhou Xun smile.

Later, Mrs. Song received a secret report from the government: a team of good men led by Zhou Xun disguised themselves as merchants and transported a batch of important supplies to Xicheng. The content of the supplies was unknown, but they were definitely valuable items.

At the 20-mile Hulukou, Zhou Xun and others had been rushing for several days and nights, and had been ambushing along the way. At that time, because everyone was still physically and full of energy, they repelled these waves of scattered bandits. However, after running for several days, everyone felt sad and kept their hearts on their chests. They were already exhausted. Fortunately, the spies sent from the front sent back the relevant information, so they struggled to hold on until now.

An ominous premonition surged in my mind. The spies sent by the previous group had been around for an hour, so why hadn't there been any news yet?

A group of women in red clothes walked out of the gourd mouth. The woman in front of her was riding a blood-red BMW with her eyebrows and a pair of flashing beautiful eyes staring at everyone coldly. Although she covered her pretty face with a red scarf, she could imagine that she was definitely a beautiful and charming person.

"I have bloomed this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live there from now on, you will leave your property. Look at how strong you are. Why don't you accompany me to go up the mountain to be a water carryr?" said the young girl.

When Zhou Xun heard this person teasing me, a seven-foot man, he could no longer help but draw his sword and bully him.

"It's just right." After the woman said that, she didn't dare to be careless at all. She had already shot out of the horse. She had already held a short sword in her hand at some point, and she held the sword flower and greeted Zhou Xun's big sword.

Zhou Xun's power was strong and powerful in striking Mount Hua. Although he only used 30% of his strength, the gust of wind and the murderous intent had already been aroused. The official family only wanted to defeat the enemy in a few moves, but Zhou Xun had traveled around the world and received guidance from several experts over the years. His ordinary moves were more agile and changeable, both practical and domineering.

The woman lightly avoided the killing of the blade, and stabbed the last three sections of the blade, one inch short and one inch dangerous. The woman was walking in the clever line, using her exquisite light skills to seal Zhou Xun's moves in the starting style. When the back-style domineering blade was raised, the woman would float like a ghost to the range that the lonely star could not reach when the moon was caught, and smiled at the trunk of the tree next to her. The two sides fought back and forth for more than 30 styles. On the scene, it seemed that Zhou Xun's sword was powerful, and the woman had been hiding and hiding. But only Zhou Xun knew that he had been pestering the left and right swords of the woman in red, and was helpless in avoiding the heavy and light style. She had already been confused. She was already sweating profusely, while the other party was still strolling in the garden, breathing leisurely, and the other party's sword style became more and more fierce.

Zhou Xun's men had already been fighting with the women in red, and they moaned and shouted loudly, and they all fought back and forth, killing extremely miserable. Several official troops underestimated the enemy, and their chests, backs or thighs were stabbed in several holes. Blood was flowing out, and they had already soaked in sweat-stained long gowns. Looking at the unfinished task, they left a little unwilling to give up and wanted to die with the other party, but their skills were not as good as others, so they could only go to the underworld alone. The whites of their eyes slowly began to spread on the corpse whose body temperature gradually disappeared, making people shudder and shocked the women in red.

After a sound arrow, a team of people behind him came out, and cavalry, infantry, and crossbowmen swept over like flowing water. These women in red could not withstand such momentum and were already confused. The masked woman shouted: "What a secret person, there were so many soldiers behind her. Who was the one who was making trouble behind her? If my aunt knew who he was, she would definitely catch me and extricate my hatred." Then she let out everyone could not fight and flee to the deep mountains.

"Don't chase the enemy, continue to maintain the previous strategy, spies explore the way forward, come back to report once in an hour, and then keep a distance from us in the dark and support us at any time." After Zhou Xun issued a military order, he looked at the direction of the women in red running away, and was still scared. If he continued to fight with her, he would be defeated within several moves. Fortunately, there was the plan of the shopkeeper Wu, otherwise he would have become the dead souls under the sword of these people.

Wu Yonglin, standing in front of the counter of the restaurant, silently thought about everything he planned. If nothing unexpected happened, would Zhou Xun and others arrive today?
Chapter completed!