Chapter 209 Lu Xu

In February of the fifth year of Zhongping, the remnants of the Yellow Turban revived. Qu Shuai Guo Tai gathered more than 100,000 people in Xihe County, and went south to attack Taiyuan, Hedong and other counties. The Han court could not be destroyed and was allowed to plunder.

As a well-prepared traveler, Lu Li not only familiarized himself with "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but also had some understanding of the official history of this period.

Right now, Bingzhou is definitely not a place to stay for a long time. Maybe in a few days, Pingtao County will become a den of thieves, who stay to hang out with the Yellow Turban Army and raise flags to rebel. There is almost no future.

As for the frontal toughness, one enemy is ten thousand.

Lu Li had the courage, but not the strength. Leaving aside the generals in the Yellow Turban Army who had comprehended the spirit of war, ordinary soldiers could consume him to death.

Therefore, before the current situation becomes chaotic, pack up your things quickly and go to Luoyang, the political center of the Han Dynasty and the place where the wind is surging.

In other words.

It is definitely not a wise choice to work behind closed doors and stay in a corner.

Visiting famous teachers, increasing knowledge, and striving to be well-known to the princes, this is the road to prosperity!

Thinking of this, Lu Li couldn't help quickening his pace.

call--

The cold wind blows against the face with snow particles.

Walking out of the study room, there is a small courtyard with mullioned windows and corridors. It would be quite stylish in summer, but now it is winter, and the cold wind howls past, making Lu Li's clothes swell up and down.

"My parents are here, so I won't go far."

"If you want to go to Luoyang, you must find a suitable reason, um...study and teacher visit, this is a good reason."

After muttering a few words to himself, Lu Li stopped thinking and continued to walk outside the courtyard.

You must know that he is not alone in this world, so he must first ask the father he has never met for instructions, and only after obtaining permission can he leave.

It is not impossible to leave without saying goodbye and run alone, but as long as you do so, you will directly die socially.

After all, the Han Dynasty ruled the country with filial piety. For hundreds of years, the concept of filial piety to parents has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If you label it as "unfilial" at the beginning, what kind of Three Kingdoms is Lu Li?

When the time comes to vote for the yellow turban bandits, they won't accept them, and they will also chop him off the sacrificial flag by the way!

Fortunately, the father who was the thief under the door was not a pedantic person. He hoped that his only son would go out to study, make progress, restore the glory of his ancestors as soon as possible, and become an official of six hundred shi in the county.

However, when entering the exam scene in the past, they started as orphans. Now that there is an extra cheap old man coming out, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Da Lang, quickly put on the fox fur. If you get sick from the cold, the villain will die."

The voice was hurried and panicked, coming from outside the courtyard.

The old man I had seen before rushed into the study, his speed was not much slower than the young and strong man, and he took a white fur coat within three or four breaths.

"This day, the dripping water turned into ice, why did Lang Jun come out in a single suit?"

There was concern in the old servant's tone, but he didn't dare to blame him. As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and tied the fox fur for him.

Seeing this, Lu Li didn't refuse. The times are like this. Under such circumstances, if he does it himself, not only will he not be praised by others, but he will be ridiculed instead.

Not long after, the two walked out of the courtyard and came to the main hall.

"I have seen Mr. Lang."

"I have seen Mr. Lang."

There were two guards standing outside the hall. They were fairly burly, but they didn't need to salute because they were wearing leather armor and holding a ring-headed broadsword.

Seeing this, Lu Li nodded, looked away from the bowed legs of the two, then looked around, and said calmly, "Where is I, Aunt?"

"The thief Cao went to patrol outside the city."

The respondent was the young man with slender beard and eagle eyes on the left, with a neither humble nor overbearing attitude.

"When will you return?"

"I don't know."

Lu Li frowned. It was not too late. He had to leave Pingtao before tomorrow to avoid being forced to be involved in the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Think for a while.

"You lead the way, I have something to discuss with Ah Weng."

"promise!"

From the beginning to the end, the old servant standing aside did not dare to speak out to stop them, but just watched the two black-maned horses disappear into the wind and snow.

Pingtao is not a large county. Although it is located in Bingzhou, it is far away from the frontier and its military equipment is loose. In addition, the soldiers guarding the city knew Lu Li and gave way directly.

As the time goes.

Lu Li finally knew that the guard's bowed legs were not a congenital problem, but that there were no saddles in this day and age, and the stirrups only had one side, which were only used to help mount the horse. If things went on like this, the legs would definitely deform.

so……

The young man in charge of leading the way is indeed a capable person, why don't you take him along?

After all, having a entourage following him can save a lot of trouble.

The more Lu Li thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. He couldn't help but turned his head to glance at the galloping figure in the front left, thinking about how to speak.

at the same time.

On the mountainside more than ten miles away, the smell of blood was particularly pungent.

In fact, this place should have been Ting City——

Pavilion, stop also.

Outside the county, there is a pavilion ten miles away. It is not only a place to provide accommodation for people traveling far away, but also the most basic security unit.

The head of the pavilion, the father of the pavilion, the thief, and several pavilion soldiers are responsible for maintaining order within a radius of ten miles and ensuring that the people live and work in peace and contentment.

city, bazaar.

On certain days, the common people gathered spontaneously, exchanged the corn harvested in autumn for meat, bought geese, bartered things, and exchanged what they needed.

Therefore, Ting City is considered a major event in the countryside, and many people who have committed crimes will take the opportunity to join in the fun and do some petty theft.

As the county's thief Cao, Lu Xu was in charge of arresting thieves, and he had always been dedicated to his duty. After hearing the news, he deliberately led a dozen guards to help, regardless of the cold weather.

At first, nothing happened.

People lead ducks and geese, and exchange salt, onion, garlic, and cloth with others. Some hawkers even set up wine flags here to sell some bad wine. Even Lu Xu couldn't hold back. He saw someone selling bronze mirrors, and they were polished to It is very detailed, and there is an inscription on the back:

Often rich and noble, Le Weiyang.

It was written in official script. Although it was not written by a famous master, it was neat and tidy. I wanted to buy it for my only son, Lu Li, but a sudden change occurred——

After paying five hundred dollars, Lu Xu got the mirror as he wished, but saw a yellow cloth tied around the waist and crotch of the stall owner and peddler, and instantly thought of the Yellow Turban Rebellion that had caused chaos in the world a few years ago.

"kill!"

Swords collide.

The sound of killing and crying broke Lu Xu's memory. At this moment, he was bathed in blood, holding a big sword with a gaping ring in his mouth, and his eyes were about to split open, as if he was a god of death from hell.

It turned out that this Ting city was the gathering place of the Yellow Turban rebels. From the head of the pavilion to the soldiers of the pavilion, there were all congregants. They planned to spread the teachings here and coerce the people.

"Officer Dog, pay for my brother's life!"

With a sharp roar, a strong man rushed forward, ignoring the bleeding wound on his chest, because beside him lay two headless corpses, and the yellow scarf tied around his waist was soaked with blood.

clang!

Sparks splattered, the yellow scarf took two steps back, but Lu Xu was still brave, holding the blood-dripping sword tightly, waving his numb arms, and knocking down.

Crystal drops of sweat spilled out, and then the smell of blood poured into the nostrils.