I win the lottery in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 245 Old Immortal Zuo Ci

Chapter 245 Old Immortal Zuo Ci

In the end, Cao Cao accepted the advice of counselors Guo Jia and Xi Zhong, and abandoned Qingzhou to keep Yangzhou.

But in order to make up for his own loss, he went to the court at the same time to seek the post of governor of Yangzhou for Cao Ren.

Meng Chen heaved a sigh of relief when he got the news, and after nearly a year of war, Meng Chen's territory has once again expanded by three states.

Such a rapid development speed has naturally become a thorn in the side of the rest of the princes in the world.

Even so, none of the princes of the world dared to say anything, at least on the surface.

With the arrival of winter, the states of Dahan once again returned to calm, and Meng Chen was also preparing to embark on the journey home.

On the official road in Julu County, Jizhou, Mengcheng was talking with Tian Feng and the scribes around him.

"Mr. Yuanhao, Mr. Gonghe, Jizhou will be handed over to the two of you. I have been away for more than half a year, and it is time to go home." Mengcheng bowed to the two, and then looked up at the sky.

"Don't worry, my lord, we will definitely do our best." The two replied in unison.

"Mr. Gongyu, the vigorous promotion of the New Deal still needs your work. I believe that in a few years, the people of Jizhou will live a prosperous life again."

"The lord's heart is for the people, and it is a blessing in the world. You can only bow to the essence and die!"

"Hahaha, sir, it's serious. This Marquis is still saying the same thing. The choice of grassroots officials is up to the two gentlemen." Meng Chen laughed, and threw his troubles to Tian Feng and Ju Shou in one sentence. .

This time when he arrived in Julu County, Meng Chen's purpose was to invite Jushou to leave the mountain, and after three days and three nights of discussion, Meng Chen's purpose of this trip was achieved.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Wen He's suggestion can be tried out." At the end of the sentence, Meng Chen gave another warning.

Tian Feng and Ju Shou nodded. Although they were not very optimistic about this suggestion, Meng Chen had already spoken, so he had to try it.

Watching Meng Chen lead the brigade to Ma Xi, Tian Feng and Ju Shou also returned to the carriage.

After this battle, Jizhou finally got a chance to breathe.

Especially after Meng Chen used iron and blood methods to clean them up, those stubborn aristocratic families completely faded out of everyone's sight.

"Brother Yuanhao, although the lord is not very old, his ambition and broad vision are beyond human reach!" Ju Shou spoke, breaking the tranquility in the carriage.

"Hahaha, what my virtuous brother said is very true. Compared with the lord, we are that sparrow." Tian Feng laughed at himself, but his eyes had already betrayed his thoughts.

"It seems that Brother Yuanhao is full of fighting spirit." Ju Shou laughed, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Although the two of them were shocked by Meng Chen's novel idea, after seeing the world map, their vision has obviously changed.

Since the threat of northern Xinjiang was basically eliminated, Meng Chen transferred Zhang Yan's Black Mountain Army to Youzhou and Jizhou, even though the troops were still insufficient.

In desperation, Meng Chen had to leave behind the 1 troops brought from Chang'an, while he himself led [-] horses and headed for Chang'an with light clothes and simple clothes.

After several months away from home, Meng Chen was eager to return home, but unfortunately the sky was not beautiful, and heavy snow fell, which seriously hindered Meng Chen's marching speed.

"Master, the wind and snow are too heavy, and we need to find a suitable place to camp as soon as possible." Tai Shici's voice came from outside the car, and Meng Chen frowned involuntarily.

The car curtain was raised, Meng Chen hadn't leaned out yet, when a gust of cold wind suddenly hit!
"It's only December, and this cold winter is not easy." Meng Chen shuddered and said with emotion.

"Order the scouts to find a place where the army can shelter from the wind."

"promise!"

Before half a stick of incense was poured, the scouts returned one after another, "Reporting to my lord, I found a valley ahead where the army can escape the wind and snow."

"Here's an order, the army marches towards the valley, protect the family members accompanying the army, and never let anyone fall behind."

When the general order was issued, Mengchen even sent half of his personal guards to open the way, and everyone was running towards the valley that the scouts found.

The valley the scouts found was not big. When Meng Chen arrived, he was a little dumbfounded by the scene in front of him!
"Brother Shan, what's going on?" Looking at a group of ragged people surrounded by personal guards, Meng Chen immediately asked.

"My lord, I just asked, they are the remnants of the Yellow Turban." Meng Shan replied immediately.

When the personal guards entered the valley just now, there was a small-scale battle between the two sides. Fortunately, the strength of the other side was very weak, and the personal guards led by Meng Shan also did not kill.

"What remnants of the yellow scarves are just poor people!" Meng Chen shook his head, got off his horse and walked towards the crowd.

The more he walked forward, the more heartbroken Meng Chen felt. Many of the people in this group were wearing thin clothes, shivering and huddling around the campfire to keep warm.

At a glance, the elderly, women and children are the majority, and the young and middle-aged only account for less than one-third.

"I am Hou Mengchen, the champion of the general. Is there someone in charge among you?" Mengchen asked slowly after wrapping his cloak around a child.

Everyone who heard the words looked at me and I looked at you, especially after hearing Meng Chen's registration number, their eyes showed fear.

As time passed, the army led by Meng Chen slowly entered the valley, and the appearance of so many soldiers and horses made the group of people stir up immediately.

"Is there someone in charge?" Meng Chen spoke again.

After dozens of breaths, a trembling old man was lifted out from behind.

"The grass people have seen the general, and we have never done anything evil to beg the general to spare his life." The old man couldn't get up, but he struggled to salute.

"Benhou led his troops back to Chang'an, and passed by here to avoid Feng Xueer!" Meng Chen explained, which seemed to reassure everyone.

The old man let out a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't come to exterminate them.

Since the failure of the Yellow Turban Uprising, they have been hiding here, but they did not expect Mengchen to find here because of a big snowstorm.

"Old man, so to speak, the heavy snowstorm caused the army of the Marquis to deviate from the direction!" Meng Chen shook his head self-consciously.

According to the old man's description, Meng Chen and others are currently in Mang Mountain in the north of Luoyang. Such a strange scene made everyone nervous.

Zhao Yun was about to speak, but was stopped by Meng Chen. The theory of going the wrong way is obviously untenable, at least Meng Chen remembered that when he ordered to find a shelter from the wind and snow, the army was still on the official road.

"Pass down the order, prepare more food, and find extra clothes by the way. They are all the people of the big man. This Marquis can't just sit idly by."

Although Meng Chen was a little entangled in his heart, seeing the suffering of the people, he, a great general, would never ignore it.

Whether it is public or private, Meng Chen must take action!

While everyone was busy, a young man appeared next to the old man and muttered a few words.

"Old man, what happened?" Meng Chen asked, he had decided to wait for the heavy snow to return to Luoyang with these people.

"The old god in the back mountain wants to see the general!" The old man explained.

"The old immortal's surname is Zuo Mingci!"

(End of this chapter)