"This time Cao can be appointed as the lieutenant of Dianjun, so Cao respects Brother Xiuming for a cup!" The next morning, Cao Cao pulled Ye Zhao to the Zuixian Tower early.

"You pulled me here early in the morning, just for this?" Ye Zhao looked at Cao Cao with a smile.

"Don't blame Xiuming. This may be just a matter of raising hands for Xiuming, but this matter is a big deal for Cao Cao." Cao Cao smiled at Ye Zhao.

"Now among the scholars in the city, only you, Cao Mengde, dares to interact with me so proudly." Ye Zhao raised the wine cup, touched Cao Cao, and drank it all over and said, "But from the General of the Central Army to the Captain, it was not promoted, Mengde was too excited."

"The General of the Diannong Zhonglang is only a false position." Cao Cao shook his head and said in a stern manner: "Don't blame Xiuming. Cao rarely convinced others in his life. However, Brother Xiuming had previously fought with the ministers in the hall, but Cao agreed deeply. The officials in the court only saw their own interests and gains and losses, but Xiuming saw it was the plan of my Han Dynasty for a hundred years!"

"It may not be that they can't see it. They just don't want to see it." Ye Zhao looked at Cao Cao and suddenly asked, "Have you paid for the wine this time?"

"Uh..." Cao Cao's face flashed with embarrassment and laughed at Ye Zhao: "This... I'm short of money recently. You know that you need to take care of this position as a military captain. Who knows that the prince's teacher is not a son."

Cao Cao wanted to join the new army, and in addition to looking for Ye Zhao, he would naturally take other ways to clear the relationship. Cao Cao had all handled Zhang Rang, He Jin and the scholars. Who knew that things were coming? Because Ye Zhao forced Gao Tanglong into it, Wang Yun and others had already agreed to speak for him, but in the end they wanted to kick him away. Fortunately, Ye Zhao spoke out, otherwise he would not have obtained the real power this time.

"With other people need to be dealt with, but I, the guard, don't need to deal with it?" Ye Zhao looked at Cao Cao with disgust and said, "I suddenly realized that being intimate with you is the biggest mistake in this life!"

"How can I bear to say this?" Cao Cao said helplessly: "Don't worry, Xiuming, these two pens are just taken as if Cao borrowed them from you, and he will definitely give them twice in the future!"

"Then the next day~" Ye Zhao's tone gradually grew, and he looked at Cao Cao with a smile and said, "Since that's the case, why don't you invite me to your Cao family winery to talk? Your bet on the verge of money, but now you are here to cry with me for poverty?"

"Xu Ming knew that it was my father's property after all. My father was in good health, and it was not the turn of Cao to take charge of this business. Fortunately, Cao had a loyal friend like Xiu Ming to gain a foothold in Luoyang." Cao Cao smiled at Ye Zhao.

It was very shameless, but he had a strange magic that made people disgusted with his shamelessness. Instead, he felt kind. Ye Zhao looked at the time and it was not too early. He stood up and said, "Brother Meng De's gratitude, Zhao has already understood. It's not too early, and the princess should look for me. After all, this place... is not a place to stay for a long time, Zhao will say goodbye first."

"The princess will be so strict in the cultivation of Ming?" Cao Cao looked at Ye Zhao teasingly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Ye Zhao is also the best-selling master in the world, but he is still sad about this beauty after all.

"It's the princess who is happy!" Ye Zhao stared at Cao Cao with a dark face. This wife's reputation as Guan Yan cannot be claimed. Even if her wife is a princess, she must maintain the dignity of a man.

Cao Cao looked at Ye Zhao in surprise when he heard this, then clasped his fists and said, "In this case, I want to congratulate Xiuming on this. When Lin'er is born, Cao will give you a generous gift."

The two went out together, and Zhao Yun appeared beside Ye Zhao. Cao Cao looked at Zhao Yun who was following Ye Zhao with some envy. Ye Zhao was very handsome. The guards around Ye Zhao have always been Dian Wei. Cao Cao didn't think anything, but since Ye Zhao took Zhao Yun out, Cao Cao felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Zhaoshuai is fine, but Zhao Yun is also a majestic and heroic. Every time he walks on the street with Ye Zhao, no matter how luxurious he wears, he looks like a servant who serves as a foil for the two. In order to look less vulgar, Cao Cao even made high-enhancing shoes according to Ye Zhao's joke. But even so, standing next to the two of them still seems like a foil. As long as he is there, passers-by will always automatically ignore him.

"Zilong's young hero, Cao is about to serve as the lieutenant of the Dianjun Academy, and there is also a lack of a deputy general by his side. I wonder if Xiuming can give Zilong to me?" Cao Cao looked at Ye Zhao enviously.

"Zilong is my old friend's brother. I regard him as a brother. If Zilong is willing to go, Zhao will never stay. But if Zilong doesn't want to, as long as Zhao is still alive in Luoyang City, no one can force him. If Zilong is willing to follow Meng De, Zhao will never stay. But if Zilong doesn't want to, Meng De cannot force him." Ye Zhao said seriously.

A touch of emotion flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. He stood behind Ye Zhao without saying anything, but the expression on his face was very firm and it said everything.

Cao Cao just wanted to find a handsome follower. At this time, he was still determined to be a capable minister in governing the world, and he did not have the ambition of a hero. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "Don't blame me for cultivating, Cao just looked at Zilong's heroic martial arts, and he felt envious, and he had no other intentions."

"They are all brothers who came out of the army. Zhao regards them as brothers and sisters. He speaks a little more seriously. Brother Meng De, don't blame him." Ye Zhao smiled.

"No wonder, I'm going to Zisheng, and I'll leave you here!" Cao Cao laughed, relieved his embarrassment, and bowed to Ye Zhao.

After being separated from Cao Cao, Ye Zhao took Zhao Yun to the mansion. Liu Wei was a little irritable during this period, and it would be very bad if she couldn't see him. It was a bit strange to say that Liu Wei was not her first woman, and Xin'er had not had a short time with her, but her belly was not moving. On the contrary, Liu Wei became pregnant after only a few months of marriage to her.

He has been a son for two lives, but he is the first time he is a father. He originally thought that he would not have much feelings, but when a doctor told him that Liu Wei was pregnant, even now, it still makes Ye Zhao feel unrealistic in a dream. But every time he put his ear on Liu Wei's belly and felt the blood connection between the little life with his belly, he always makes Ye Zhao's rarely fluctuating emotions feel an unspeakable throbbing.

He talked about military affairs with Zhao Yun and talked about family matters, but he didn't feel bored. Both of them were both good and fast. After a while, they were about to reach the Weiwei Mansion. Ye Zhao's steps suddenly stopped. Zhao Yun was half a position slower than Ye Zhao. Seeing Ye Zhao stopping, he naturally stopped, and looked forward in confusion. Suddenly, he realized that the streets and alleys in front of him seemed to be a little abnormal.

Although the Weiwei Mansion is not in the prosperous stage in Luoyang City, the nearby families are all aristocratic families. In the past, when the daytime, you could always see the guards and guards in front of the gates of each mansion, but today it was a bit strange. Looking around, the whole street was empty and there was no one to see.

"Lord..." Zhao Yun approached Ye Zhao and said with a serious expression.

"Retreat!" Ye Zhao's expression changed, and he pulled Zhao Yun and retreated.

Almost at the same time, on both sides of the courtyard walls, more than a dozen figures appeared from the surrounding gates and corner towers, without saying a word. They each raised their crossbows in their hands and aimed at Ye Zhao's direction, which was a round of shooting.

Fortunately, Ye Zhao retreated quickly. The two-stone yellow crossbows in his hands were actually all used by the army. They retreated a little slower. Even if they were locked by more than a dozen yellow crossbows with their hands, they might have to peel off their skin.

Behind the two courtyard walls, a dozen masked sword-holding men suddenly emerged. Without saying a word, they launched a fierce attack on Ye Zhao and Zhao Yun.

Ye Zhao flipped his hand, and the small crossbow was in his hand, and he didn't look closely. He shot the masked murderous man rushing towards him. The other party probably didn't expect Ye Zhao to be so calm at this time, and he didn't expect Ye Zhao to carry such things with him. He was caught off guard and was shot directly by Ye Zhao's arrow, and fell to the ground with a scream.

"Blow the trumpet!" Ye Zhao hung the small crossbow around his waist and drew out the sword with his backhand. The sword that Wang Fen gave him was buried in Wang Fen's tomb by Ye Zhao. This sword was the ancient sword dragon abyss sword that Liu Hong stabbed him, and it was also the Longquan sword mentioned in later generations. It was extremely sharp. Ye Zhao just swept the sword across the horizontal sword and cut off all the five short swords close to him. However, these people were obviously trained and before Ye Zhao could counterattack, five other people followed and stabbed Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao flashed sideways, and a sword light flashed, and an assassin's forehead was directly slashed with a sword.

Zhao Yun took off his horn from his waist when he saw the opportunity, and bulged his feet and blew his cheeks. This was the horn for the gathering of the three guards of the Lu Ben under the Weiwei. The closest one was in the Ye Mansion, which was only a few dozen feet away. Once he heard the sound of the horn, he would come immediately. Moreover, the soldiers of the battalions arranged in the city would respond quickly. With the current training level, at least one battalion could gather here within a quarter of an hour.

In the distance, someone was already coming to the direction of the Weiwei Mansion. Zhao Yun finished blowing the horn, shook his spear, and worked with Ye Zhao to kill the enemy. The two were one long and one short, Ye Zhao was the main guard, Zhao Yun was the main attack, and dozens of well-trained assassins were unable to get close. Seeing that reinforcements had arrived, they were unable to take Ye Zhao down for a long time. The leader suddenly whistled and a group of assassins were about to retreat.

"Shoot the arrow!" Ji Ling had already arrived with the guards in the mansion. Seeing that he was about to retreat, he shouted loudly. The guards of the Ye family behind him quickly took off their crossbow tools and shot at the moment when they wanted to retreat. They fell half of them in an instant, and the rest also staggered back.

"Stop chasing!" Ye Zhao waved his hand to stop Ji Ling who wanted to pursue: "Tell all departments to perform their duties!"

"Here!" Ji Ling nodded and agreed, and ordered people to go and pass the order. Zhao Yun, who was beside him, picked a few assassins who were not hit by the vital points, turned to look at Ye Zhao and said, "Lord, these people have committed suicide by swallowing poison."

"No need to check, someone broke the rules." Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, "Call Luoyang Order to deal with these corpses."

"Do you know who is the master?" Ji Ling looked at Ye Zhao and said.
Chapter completed!