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Chapter 8 Meeting the Yellow Turban Again
The next morning.

Chen Lei rubbed his eyes, yawned lazily and got up.

At this time, He Yu was already standing respectfully aside.

Chen Lei picked up the face towel and mouthwash strips that the maid had prepared, and while washing, he asked, "Uncle He, how many spirit horses are there in Mashima?"

He Yu stayed up all night, still looking in good spirits. "Back to Mr. Chen, there are 3 high-grade spirit horses, 8 middle-grade spirit horses, 17 low-grade spirit horses, and more than 3000 ordinary horses."

Oh, he also exceeded the task and roughly counted all the horses. Chen Lei nodded with satisfaction.

"Let me think."

One of the top-grade spirit horses has already been given to Li Qi, which means that there are still two top-grade spirit horses.

He has a Wen Dao Grandmaster, a Martial Dao Grandmaster, and a Martial Dao Half-Step Grand Master under his command. All three of them need high-grade spirit horses.

Chen Lei thought for a while. Although the attack power of the Wen Dao Grandmaster was weaker than that of the Martial Dao Grandmaster, the Wen Dao Grandmaster did not follow what he said.

As long as you sing out the spirit of the wind while walking, there will be a cool breeze flowing under your feet, so speed is not particularly necessary for Wen Dao masters. On the contrary, if you are a martial arts master, if you don’t practice the skills related to speed, you can only use brute force when running However, long-term raids will still affect certain combat effectiveness.

After thinking about it, Chen Lei said, "You and Xu Xuan each have a top-grade spirit horse, and Zhongjing will pick a good one from the middle-grade spirit horse for him.

Wang Tie, Yang Hao, Song Jin, Mo Hai, Zang Hong, Chen Lin, and my teacher Hu Zhao each have a medium-grade spirit horse

Li Hui, Zhang Yixuan, Xu An, each with a low-grade spirit horse"

Then he glanced at He Yu, "There are still two left for the next spirit horse, right?"

He has selfish motives for the remaining two horses.

Tang Ruodong and Xu Xuan's low-grade spirit horses are only 20 years old now. According to the average lifespan of spirit horses, they are considered old age after 55 years old, which means they can continue to work for 35 years, and the remaining two horses that have not been allocated There are exactly 4 spirit horses together, which can be used as a chariot for his mother.

The low-grade spirit horse is not that tempered, as long as it is paired with a fifth-grade martial arts driver, his mother, Mrs. Chen, goes to Yuxian County to worship Buddha every month. Fanma used to walk too slowly, but There was no place to buy spirit horses, even if he got a few of them, his mother would not want them.

Now he deliberately spared two low-grade spirit horses just for this matter.

Otherwise, with so many people working for him in Guangling, randomly finding two people who are virtuous enough to give him two spirit horses is like fishing for fish in a small tank—just casually.

After thinking about it, Chen Lei talked to He Yu about the carriage, and gave his old mid-grade spirit horse to his father, who was the actual housekeeper of the Chen residence, and went to pay his mother a respect.

Chatted with her mother for half an hour.

Seeing that the market was getting more and more lively, Chen Lei led He Yu out.

He is going to the medical hall to condolences to Zhang Yixuan.

Stop by to witness a healing operation that spans the ages.

"Candied haws ~ candied haws ~ candied haws that are not sweet and cost-free~"

This old man is the fifth son of the Guo family who hawks on the street here every day.

"Master Guo, bring me two bunches of candied haws."

"6 Wen, right?"

"Hey, Master Chen, don't be in a hurry to give the money, you can try it first before you talk."

Chen Lei nodded, picked up the candied haws and took a bite. The hawthorn inside was wrapped in sugar, and he still didn't have the amazing feeling of eating candied haws for the first time in his previous life.

"Okay."

Guo Lao Wu smiled, "It's okay, that means it's not very sweet, and if it's not sweet, you don't need to pay."

Chen Lei took out 6 Wen coins from his pocket, "How can that be done?"

Isn't it less evil to buy things without giving money?

Guo Laowu immediately declined and said, "Master Chen, you help us from time to time, and you also teach us the most basic martial arts and literacy.

We are just giving you some insignificant little things. Why do you always refuse? Although it is not worth much, it is still our little thought.

Mr. Chen, you also often mentioned that people are not grass and trees, and you can be ruthless.

Although I, Guo Lao Wu, is only a street peddler, I know how to repay my kindness. If Mr. Chen agrees with me, please don't use money to humiliate the villain. "

What else can Chen Lei do?Why don't you force money into his arms?
He had no choice but to keep the money, but he was really not used to the feeling of not giving money to prostitutes.

"Thank you then."

When Chen Lei continued to walk forward, He Yu patted Guo Laowu on the shoulder.

You old guy has a better road ahead.

Wait for the two to walk to another street.

Other passers-by immediately surrounded him.

"Old Five, what you said is really open!"

"Fifth, bring me a bunch of candied haws."

"Well, the taste is okay, not very sweet, so you don't need to pay for it?"

Guo Laowu immediately went back with a bad mouth, "Don't give me a shit, who do you think you are? Hand over the money to me! You can't lose three pennies, or I will spit out everything you eat."

The people around burst into laughter.

This is the bad-tempered old man I usually know.

"This world is getting better and better." Vendor A said with emotion.

"Yes." Vendor B agreed.

. . .

Corner of street ahead.

Passers-by on both sides gave way one after another, leaving space for a group of carriages in the middle to pass by.

Although the horse is not a spirit horse, but judging by its fur and demeanor, it is also a rare good horse.

The carriages of these carriages are all black, with patterns of birds engraved on the outside.

There is also a word Yu on the clothes of the groom in charge of the carriage.

Chen Lei sneered.

This Zhao Yu's cards are still so big.

The groom obviously knew him, stopped the car and opened the curtain, and said a few words inside.

A man eight feet tall jumped out of the carriage.

"Qingyuan, long time no see."

Chen Lei nodded and smiled, "It's been a long time."

As soon as the two met, the atmosphere in the middle became tense.

The main reason is that Zhao Yu is always against Chen Lei, and he can't understand that Chen Lei is covering the sky with his hands in Guangling County. He is a county guard in his own county, but he can't use his hands and feet. When he first took office, even some small officials dared to treat him. If the words are yin and yang, they are contrary.

It was only a year after he took office that he formed a team in Guangling Kankan, but now it is Zhao Yu's fifth year in office.

"If I remember correctly? Next month is Lingci's birthday banquet, right? Qingyuan, you busy person, don't forget to treat me to the banquet." Zhao Yupi said with a smirk.

"That's for sure, Yuan Da, if you have time to come, it will really be full of splendor."

Zhao Yu waved his hands again and again, "I dare not call Pengpi Shenghui."

Behind Zhao Yu's carriage, the curtain of a carriage was pulled up, and he secretly took a look at Chen Lei.

But Chen Lei had already seen it, and he frowned, "It seems that Prefect Zhao has a distinguished guest."

If he read correctly, the man in the car was the yellow scarf who met him yesterday morning.

I really don't know if Zhao Yu is really stupid or too impatient to get mixed up with the Yellow Turban. Does he really think that he can be brought down with the help of the Yellow Turban?

If it weren't for the emergence of capable people from the Three Kingdoms, Chen Lei was afraid that Zhao Yu would be driven away, and it would be even more troublesome to have a capable person like Zhang Chao and Chen Deng.

You must know that he has only sent Song Jin, who is of the same rank as him, to deal with him. The poor Guangling prefect doesn't think that the most powerful one under him is Song Jin, right?
If this is the case, this Zhao Yuke is really an out-and-out idiot. Chen Lei had overestimated him before.

Zhao Yu hooked the corner of his mouth, "A new friend."

When Chen Lei saw his expression, he knew it was over. This idiot really wanted to use the yellow scarf to deal with him.

If it was Zhang Jiao who came, then he really needed to avoid the edge, but the problem was that Zhang Jiao could not appear in Xuzhou at this time.

Zhang Jiao is still consolidating his uprising army in Julu, Jizhou, preparing for next year's uprising.

Chen Lei sighed softly, "Then Yuanda, please accompany your friend first. I have something important to attend to, so forgive me for being with you."

Zhao Yu nodded, got into the carriage and walked away gradually.

He Yu whispered in his ear, "Do you want to find a chance?"

Chen Lei looked up at the sky and shook his head, "Let's act with him, and let him support us."

Better to get through this last year.

He Yu nodded yes.

(End of this chapter)