No wonder everyone's head was cut off and became an official. Wuyang came back and Wang Hou, and he was on a damn vacation again!

This time it was definitely not that he was lazy! It was definitely not!!! If you want to rely on Cao Cao, he had to rely on him. He was so idle that he didn’t have a good time at home to escape the summer heat, but he wanted to hold a summer sports meeting! Uh, summer hunting!

Moreover, as a member of the Cao family, Cao Hongjie actually had to participate. Her style interviewer gave up her job, and Wang Hou could not sing the two-person song alone, so he naturally took a vacation.

However, this is also an opportunity for Wang Hou, or Zhao Yun.

Last night, the girl's extrovert Cao Xiaoniu had already returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to prepare. Early the next morning, Wang Houze also rushed him to finally upgrade to Ma Qian, but it was still the "bus" in the car, pulling his own troops and hurried out to the city.

He didn't change anything, but Zhao Yun changed a lot in him. The ponytail, which was originally tied to the game's aura, was replaced by a shiny silver steel tower helmet with violet patterns. A bright silver chain mail was polished and could be used as a mirror. From head to toe, this bright silver armor cost Wang Hou a lot of money. For the sake of armor, thousands of people were dispatched in two days and built more than a dozen blast furnaces. A large number of people were sitting there polishing armor. Wang Yuan, who was always good-tempered, was hoarse, and this was what Zhao Yun wore today.

Hard work pays off! He is wearing bright silver armor, a white horse, a three-meter-long spear, and a red cherry blossom helmet and belt. The already handsome Zhao Zitao dressed up like the one from the Three Kingdoms.

However, Zhao Yun and Zhao Shuai, the new owner of this armor, didn't like it, and he was wearing a sword cross-body. He hummed angrily while walking.

"Your Majesty Wang, you have never been to the battlefield! How can you wear armor like this in war? You think you don't die fast enough! The enemy archer is the first to shoot me, Mr. Zhao, into a sieve!"

"Who asked you to wear this outfit on the battlefield! I actually asked you to wear this outfit, which attracted the attention of Prime Minister Cao. The Prime Minister likes talents the most and knows people well. You can perform well in this summer. With this handsome packaging, maybe the Prime Minister will be happy and will be appointed as a general. At that time, I will still call you a rank of the official!"

While leaning on the shaft of the carriage, he was shaking up and down by the carriage. Wang Hou was holding an arm and rolling his eyes and said angrily: "Besides, you can't have some prospects? The famous general of the master Mo Zilao, have you heard of thousands of troops avoiding white robes? You can't learn from Chen Qingzhi! A scholar was born, with seven thousand southern troops wearing armor, wearing white battle robes, and heading north for thousands of miles without fighting. He won consecutive battles and defeated hundreds of thousands of Hu cavalry, killing all kinds of Hu chiefs. If you encounter a white change, you won't be as heroic as others?"

"Who is Chen Qingzhi? Zhao, a famous general in history, has read it, but he has never heard of such a person! The famous master general Mo Zilao, thousands of troops avoid white robes!"

These two lines of poetry are so energetic. Even Zhao Yun couldn't help but recite them several times, racking his milk to think about which hero Chen Qingzhi was in Shang, Zhou, Qin and Han dynasties. How could he guess? After all, Chen Qingzhi was more than two hundred years late.

However, Wang Hou had no awareness of traveling through time. He rolled his eyes and hummed with confidence: "You have read too little, so it's natural that you don't know! You are also using a gun, learn hard!"

"Forehead……"

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, but Zhao Yun suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Hou and asked strangely.

"Official Wang Ling, how did you know that Zhao must be able to do it? Maybe Zhao is just a three-legged cat kung fu, and as soon as he got on the yard, someone would beat him down?"

"Impossible, because you are Zhao Zilong, Changshan!"

Wang Hou nodded with certainty. Zhao Yun looked at this inexplicable strong sense of confidence again and widened his eyes slightly, but then he turned his head back.

"Hurry up, Lord Wang! The crowds in the city gate are about to leave! If they go late, maybe Prime Minister Cao will punish you again!"

"It's true! Wang Ganzi, hurry up, be slow, just like a sissy. If the Prime Minister punishes me, I'll tell you, you'll get beaten!"

The pot fell on himself for no reason again, and Wang Ganzi, who was driving the car, tragically swung the reins.

"drive!!!"

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"The Book of Songs. Erya" says: Spring hunting is for searching, summer hunting is for seedlings, autumn hunting is for shoveling, and winter hunting is for hunting! This summer hunting is also of particular importance. Starting from the plowing fields near the capital, we drive out harmful beasts that harm crops and protect the seedlings.

On the other hand, king hunting is not only for prey or play, but also a collective military exercise that assesses the degree of cooperation between individual troops and formation training.

However, Cao Cao held this summer hunting drama, a deeper meaning was for politics. After all, the emperor usually had to be led by the emperor in the capital, but this time, it was led by Cao Cao, who was the prime minister.

During the past two months of Wang Hou's busy work, good news came from the west. The group of Western Liang warlords under Dong Zhuo finally killed each other in the life-and-death battle with each other, and they were no longer alive. With the cooperation of Duan Wei, the general of the Central Army in Tongguan, the envoy Pei Mao joined forces with more than a dozen Guanzhong warlords and tyrants, defeated Li Jue, and killed his three tribes, eight hundred miles of Guanzhong, and nominally returned to the territory of the Han Dynasty.

This is all his good leadership, so he naturally has to show off his own good things.

Zhao Yun was right. Wang Hou was almost late. When he came, he was in the West Garden of Xudu, and more than 30,000 troops were densely packed at the foot of Niushou Mountain. The Ba Mansion and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry were all in place. These were the most elite Central Plains troops pieced together by Cao Cao's starting troops, the Xun clan of the Xiahou family, and the Xun clan of the Cao family. They did not disappoint the reputation of the Cao family. From east to west, they were strong armor and flags. The hot early summer wind blew across the faces of the soldiers, leaving behind fierce and imposing faces.

Just as Mr. Cao stood proudly in front of the chariot, looking at the field with his back to his army, Wang Hou finally arrived, and his hands were swollen and filled the position of the central army along the last gap. Moreover, Cao Cao left him a position of 300 people, so he was so pitiful that he was huddled there, which was even more shocking.

"Prime Minister! Prime Minister! The lower official is here! The lower official is here!"

Sweating heavily, Wang Hou looked like a typical dog-legged look, nodded and hurried into the civil service team. Looking at him, Prince Dong Cheng and others all showed a look of contempt and disdain. Xiahou Dun, who had a little friendship with him, shook his head with a wry smile. Cao Hongjie's girl was not far behind Cao Cao, and she was actually wearing women's clothes. There were two water spirit girls around her, one big and one small, and they were also riding on horseback. Following Cao Cao's chariot, she saw him coming, and the girl made a funny face, while the two girls around her looked at him curiously.

As for Mr. Cao himself, he simply pretended not to see it, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes were helplessly picking the sky.

It wasn't Wang Hou's late arrival, it was because everyone came too early. The 30,000 troops were stockpiled for more than half an hour. The imperial official rode over on a war horse and waved the flag from afar.

"The auspicious time has arrived! The auspicious time has arrived!"

The ancients loved everything and had a name for themselves, and this Xia Hunting was no exception. The chariot slightly crushed a few wheels forward, and when he turned around, Cao Cao opened the manifesto with great majesty. His voice was definitely the kind of male protagonist in later TV series, and he started to recite it for a long time.

"The emperor is virtuous, and Boone is in the country. Now there are chaos in the country. We need to repair the troops and armor to fight against rebels. This summer, the stars are in full swing, and snakes and rats are raging in the grassland. The true nature is……………”

"Prime Minister, the emperor's ceremony of hunting summer seedlings in the fields! How dare you ask where the emperor is?"

There is always someone who is blind, and Cao Cao feels so righteous! He suddenly interrupted his words, but the doctoral congressman Wu Shuo jumped out suddenly and fell to Cao Cao.

This was too slapping the leader in the face. Even Cao Cao's face turned gloomy, but he expected that this situation had happened. He just snorted coldly: "The emperor is ill and has not been able to leave the palace. I entrusted the minister to act on his behalf!"

But Wu Shuo did not give up, and still knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Travel hunting is the Zhou ritual! It is not a minister who can replace him! Since the emperor is ill, why don't the prime minister postpone the hunting? On behalf of the emperor, he will recover from his illness, and then hold it again?"

He was talking to himself, but Cao Cao didn't pay attention to him anymore, but he was not interested in reading the chief's manifesto. In his voice, he only finished reading the last most important paragraph, but then he was full of murderous intent and suddenly shook his sleeves with the manifesto.

"Come here, bring the remnants of Li Jue to the scene and sacrifice the flag!"

The cruelty of this era was revealed to the fullest. Wu Shuo knelt on the ground in embarrassment, and there were also a group of Han sects and doctors in surprise. Two prison carts were pushed up. Then seven or eight men and women who were tied up and met by tied up were pushed down. The largest male in the prison cart was only eleven or twelve years old, and the young ones were only eight or nine. Before being pushed to the army, their faces were full of horror. Compared to them, the three tied women seemed to have accepted their lives. Their faces were well maintained by aristocratic families, with dark and unsightly faces, but the veins held tightly by the white and tender hands hanging high on the back exposed their nervousness.

These are the family members of Li Jue, the former dominant and once dominated the court.

However, there are no innocent people in this era! Eight people were dragged to the front of the army and kicked and kneeled down. Then the soldiers raised their heads and knelt down. Some of the Han literati were harshly gritted their teeth by Li Jue, while others showed kindness and unbearableness. The cold blade was cut down with a crack. Immediately, several beautiful heads and children fell into the dust.

Even Wang Hou was looking at this scene, even though he was pale, the next moment, the loud horn sounded loudly, and Xia Lie began under the auspices of Cao Cao...

Suddenly, Wang Hou turned his head with some emotion, but happened to see Xun Yu's dim old eyes just moved away from him with gloomy eyes!
Chapter completed!