The World of Yellow Sky

"Bang!!!"

The tripod fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the light shone everywhere, as if covering Lu Bu with a layer of golden light.

"Divine power!"

"Divine power!!!"

From the square, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami suddenly came out.

On the square, everyone's blood is boiling with enthusiasm and blood.

Chapter 615 Zhao Ji

Outside the Jinyang government office, Zhao Ji calmed down and followed the yellow angel who led the way into the Jinyang government office.

After seeing Lu Bu raise the tripod yesterday, he went to Jinyang's Eagle Wolf Guard Office to report on his work. After finishing his report today, he was ordered to meet with a great virtuous teacher.

Along the way, civil servants in deep clothes came and went in a hurry, followed by the majestic Eagle Wolf Wei Ti riding with a Yanling knife, and the yellow scarf general in military uniform and war robe walking like a dragon and a tiger. dazzled.

This is Jinyang, the center of the Taiping Road in the world, and the Jinyang government office is the center of Jinyang, the center of the Taiping Road, and the orders that determine the direction of the Taiping Road all come from the Jinyang government office.

The Department of Internal Affairs, the Department of Foreign Affairs, the Department of Propaganda and Education, the Department of Agriculture, the Ministry of War, and the Eagle and Wolf Guards are located in the Jinyang government office.

Zhao Ji's originally calm heart suddenly had ripples. He found that in his memory, Xu An's face seemed to be particularly blurred. He remembered the faces of Wang Qi and Yang Lin, but he couldn't remember Xu An's face. The face, and the more I think about it, the more blurred it becomes.

The further you go to the depths of the government office, you can see the yellow angels in robes and battle armor, with banners and banners standing high.

In a trance, Zhao Ji had an illusion, as if he had stepped into the heavenly palace described by the storyteller.

The yellow angel who led the way stopped, but Zhao Ji didn't pay attention, and almost ran into the yellow angel who led the way.

Zhao Ji settled down and walked into the courtyard.

Although it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather today is a bit strange, the golden crow is in the sky, and the sun shines on people's bodies quite warmly.

It was noon, and the courtyard was very bright. The sun was shining on the branches that were not covered by leaves. In Zhao Ji's eyes, such a scene reminded him of the Kunlun Fairy Mountain described in the book, the hermitage of immortals and gods.

Xu An is wearing a robe outside, a military uniform inside, and a Taiping fishtail crown on his head, with his hands on his back, standing in the hall.

And Liu Pi, who was wearing a fragrant eagle-wolf suit and looked solemn, stood beside Xu An.

Besides Liu Pi, there was another person standing by Xu An's side, but this person Zhao Ji was most familiar with, because this person was Zhao Le, the patriarch of the Zhao family.

"Yinglangwei Qianhu, Zhao Ji, pay homage to the great virtuous teacher, the commander, and the commander."

Zhao Ji walked into the house through the courtyard, knelt down on the ground, and bowed respectfully to Xu An and Liu Bi who were sitting above them.

When Xu An saw Zhao Ji, he also smiled.

There is a medal system in the Yellow Turban Army, and those who make meritorious deeds can get medals.

For every large-scale battle, Xu An would order workshops in various places to make a batch of medals for the soldiers participating in the battle.

This is the cheapest medal, as long as you participate in the war, you can get it.

But there is another type of medal, which is extremely rare and cannot be obtained for non-important military exploits. This type of medal includes the Medal of Courage and the Medal of Command, but the rarest one is the Medal of Defense.

The number of Guardian Medals, from the establishment of the medal system to the present, has only issued a dozen in total.

And Zhao Ji got two coins alone, one gold and one silver.

The conspiracy of the Lu family was uncovered in Jiangyi City, and the arrangement of the Han army was discovered by him, and Hedong County was saved for Taiping Road.

Without Zhao Ji, perhaps the northern part of Hedong County might have been captured by Wang Yi and Yu Fuluo, the guards of Hedong County at that time. The loss of Hedong County was undoubtedly a huge blow, so Zhao Ji was granted the title of Silver Guardian medal.

The second Gold Medal of Defense was due to the epidemic in Zhangshui.

At that time, millions of people in the four prefectures crossed the Zhangshui River, and the epidemic suddenly broke out. Zhao Ji was the first to discover that the epidemic had spread, and responded quickly.

And every step in it was extremely correct, not only was the patient isolated, but the information was blocked first, the panic was contained, and a letter was sent to Ji Ang, the commander at the time.

In fact, Zhao Ji's merits are far more than two medals of defense, which can be judged by a thousand households of Eagle Wolf Guard.

"You have managed well in the past two years in Taihang Workshop. The workshop is running better than before, and the output has increased a lot,"

Xu An motioned Zhao Ji to sit aside, and said with a smile.

Zhao Ji worked as a thousand households in Taihang Workshop, and he didn't make any mistakes, nor did he have any leaks like before.

"It's all thanks to Huang Tian's blessing. Comrade Lai Weizhong is doing his best. I'm just doing my job."

"No need to be humble."

Xu An waved his hand and asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Although the Taihang Workshop is closed, I have not prohibited you from communicating with your brother Zhao Xu. It seems that you haven't written to him in the past two years."

"The workshop has an order to cut off from the outside world. The Weizhong comrades all abide by the regulations. Although the great virtuous teacher has an amnesty, I want to share the joys and sorrows with the Weizhong comrades."

Xu An turned his head to look at Liu Pi who was on the side, and Liu Pi had a smile on his face.

Xu An went on to say: "I know you miss your younger brother and your brothers who are in the army together. It just so happens that there is no war right now, so I granted them a week's vacation. After you take office, you can get together with him. .”

"Wang Qi is now a military marquis, and the rest of them have also been promoted. Your younger brother Zhao Xu is also the head of the village now, and he no longer needs your protection."

Zhao Ji's heart warmed slightly. He didn't expect that Xu An would always remember them and never forget them.

Talking about Zhao Xu, Zhao Ji couldn't help feeling a little sad. In the first training camp on Lutai Mountain, Zhao Xu was exhausted and fell to the ground. In the end, Xu An allowed him to be punished in place of Zhao Xu.

The two survived the first day with only half a meal in the evening.

But for breakfast the next day, he and Zhao Xu hid a piece of stewed jerky under the porridge and rice given to them by the Yellow Turban Army, and no one had it except them.

"Thank you, great teacher."

Zhao Ji bowed again to thank him, his eyes were slightly red.

But before Zhao Ji bowed down, his hands were already supported by another pair of hands.

"Jiangyi, Zhangshui, Taihang, everything, everyone in the Tao can see clearly."

"Wei Lu has now assumed the post of Judiciary, and the post of Governor of Wolf Guard Township has been vacant."

Xu An asked solemnly.

Zhao Ji was taken aback for a moment, he almost suspected that he had heard wrongly, Xu An seemed to want him to take over the post of envoy of the town guard of the wolf guard.

The Eagle Wolf Guard is Xu An's right-hand man and one of the most important organizations in Taipingdao.

Today's Zhao Ji is no longer the ignorant mountain dweller at the time. It has been several years since he joined the Eagle Wolf Guard. He knows that this kind of position requires a cronies.

And the most trusted ones are the yellow angels. The yellow angels who followed Xu An into the mountain, except for the dead, are basically in important positions now.

The current Commander of the Propaganda Division, the original Governor of the Eagle and Wolf Guards, as well as the current Marquis and Sima of each army are basically the yellow angels who followed Xu An into the mountains.

These yellow angels who followed Xu An into the mountain have now become the backbone of the Yellow Turban Army. Xu An relies on them to firmly control the army, influence the army, and affect the entire Taiping Road.

But now, Xu An wanted to hand over such an important position to Zhao Ji.

Xu An let go of his hands, and said solemnly: "Zhao Ji, are you willing to take over the post of Governor of the Wolf Guard?"

Zhao Ji bowed his hands, bowed his body, knelt down on the ground, and bowed his head to the ground.

"My subordinate, Zhao Ji, is willing to clear the thorns and break through the mud for my path of peace, until I die!"

616 chapters have Wenqu, Wu has Wuqu, 36 squares, must be unified!

"The sky has no way, which leads to great disasters, successive years of famines, and continuous epidemics."

"In April of the second year of Jianning, the Emperor Yuwende Palace was in the Emperor's Wende Hall. Fang Sheng seated, and a strong wind suddenly rose from the corner of the hall. I saw a big green snake flying down from the beam and coiled on the chair. The Emperor was shocked, and the first aid came to the left and right The palace, all the officials are running away...

"In the first year of Guanghe, a hen turned into a male. On the first day of June, a black air of more than ten feet flew into the Wende Palace. In autumn and July, a rainbow appeared in Yutang; the banks of Wuyuan Mountain were all cracked. One end!"

"Later, ten people, including Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, became traitors, and they were called "Ten Constant Attendants". The Emperor Ling respected Zhang Rang and called him "Father".

"In the seventh year of Guanghe, there was a severe drought in the world, and the taxation was heavy, just because the eunuchs, rich and powerful were arrogant, extravagant, and greedy to enjoy happiness!"

On the streets of Jinyang, a storyteller, holding a folding fan, stood in front of a table, and the teahouse was full of guests listening to his storytelling.

Not only in the village pavilions, but also in the cities, there are many such storytellers.

And not only storytellers from Taipingdao, but also storytellers who learned from folks themselves. The new industry of storytelling has begun to float on the table.

At the same time, there was also an industry that was born. Although the Missionary Department of Taipingdao had produced a lot of stories, there were still a few stories, so many people said that they started to write them.

Among them, the ghosts and monsters have attracted a large number of onlookers.

The storyteller took a sip of water, cleared his throat, and raised his voice again.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

"... General Zhang Jiao of Tiangong went to the mountain to collect medicine. Dao met an old man with blue eyes and a childlike face, holding a stick of quinoa, called the horn to a cave, and gave him three volumes of heavenly scriptures..."

"The heavens were not angry, so I fought desperately and severely injured General Tiangong. Although General Tiangong cut off the dragon's veins of the big man, he was also bitten by the body, and his life will not be long..."

"Huang Tian was injured, the Heavenly Court was broken, it was difficult to protect sentient beings, Guangzong and Xia Quyang were defeated twice..."

All the people in the teahouse were worried and held their breaths. They usually listened to strange monsters, fairy gods, or the battle between Taiping Dao and foreigners, as well as the battle with the Han army.

Now the storyteller, what he is talking about is the country, the country, the general trend of the world, princes and dukes, the fate of the emperor and the country!

"Snapped!"

When the wooden ruler slapped, everyone was shocked.

The storyteller's tone changed abruptly.

"However, there is no unparalleled road in the sky, there is no doubt that there is no way out of mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers!"

"Although General Sangong passed away, his disciples succeeded him."

"Accepted when the army was defeated, and ordered to be in danger..."

"Many yellow heavens and prosperous ages, rest in this peaceful world..."

The storyteller unfolded his folding fan and said with emotion.

"There was chaos between the two Han Dynasties, once the clouds opened and the sky would be seen again. The grass and trees have new rain and dew for a hundred years, and the old rivers and mountains have been written for thousands of miles."

"Chen Luoqi in an ordinary alley, and orchestras are played in several buildings. People are happy and peaceful, and Yinghua sleeps peacefully."

"...The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger. Xu An leads the crowd into the Taihang at this time, but it is like a dragon diving into the abyss, and it is bound to take off in the nine heavens!..."

Hua Tuo was sitting in the teahouse, listening to the story told by the storyteller. He originally thought that this time he was telling those strange stories, but he didn’t expect that what the storyteller told today was different from all the previous stories. s story.

The storyteller's tone fluctuated, ups and downs, and his expression was sometimes tense and sometimes soothing.

The extremely difficult journey of Taipingdao came out of his mouth, sometimes slowly, sometimes anxiously.

In the teahouse, Hua Tuo frowned, and unconsciously clenched the water cup in his hand. When he was in his prime, he had entered the Taihang Mountains as a wandering doctor, and he knew the difficulties of the Taihang Mountains.

It turned out that in the time of peace, there were still many bandits and bandits in the Taihang Mountains, and the terrain of the Taihang Mountains was steep. He couldn't imagine how Xu An could dominate the Taihang Mountains for [-] miles with more than [-] remnants of soldiers within a few years.

Fan A stood beside Hua Tuo, he is Hua Tuo's disciple, today is a rest day, when they walked to the teahouse, they sat down after hearing the storytelling,

At this time, Fan Ah clenched his fists, and his mind followed the ups and downs of the storyteller's tone, and flew into the sky, towards the eight hundred li Taihang Mountain.

"The battle at Chishiling was extremely intense. Yang Feng, who is eight feet tall and has a blue face and fangs, is not an ordinary man, but a leopard spirit that has lived in the Taihang Mountain for a hundred years. Taking advantage of the chaos in the world, he gathered spirits and monsters in the mountain to recruit bandits..."

"Although Yang Feng is a demon, Xu Huang is not a demon or a monster under his command. When Huang Tian descended into the world, the Heavenly Court sent immortal gods to help, and Xu Huang is one of them..."

"The mountain is full of evil spirits, and Yang Feng is good at changing and bewitching people's hearts, so Xu Huang..."

Fan Ah clenched his fists, and when he heard Xu An sneaking into Yang Fengjun alone to persuade Xu Huang, Fan Ah couldn't help leaning forward, even if he knew the result, but when he heard the storyteller mention it, he couldn't help but pinch for Xu An. sweat.

Everyone in the teahouse held their breath and concentrated.

One story after another was told, and the sun gradually set to the west, but the crowd in the teahouse not only did not decrease, but gathered more and more.

Everyone's mood fluctuated with the storyteller's voice. Listening to the story told by the storyteller, it was as if they were on the scene, as if they had become soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who followed Xu An in bloody battles all the way.

"In the battle of Hedong, the great virtuous and good teachers raised three armies to attack Hedong, Sifang counties, tens of thousands of soldiers, all came to help..."

Slowly, the storyteller had already mentioned that the Yellow Turban Army occupied Shangdang County and attacked Hedong.

Originally, the storyteller didn’t want to talk about it for a long time. Today’s chapter has been finished, but the guests around him don’t want to spare him. It’s because the storytelling is too disturbing. Everyone pooled their money, so they stayed. The storyteller continued to tell the story.

"One of the roads is the reinforcements of Bingzhou Shangjun, with a total of 3000 people. Although this road is not the road with the most reinforcements, it is the most important road, because among the reinforcements..."

"General Pingxi was the Marquis of Shangjun!"

Among the crowd, someone interrupted.