When Zhang Wu went into the tent, a man who seemed to be a colleague of Cheng Hui was originally falling behind. At this time, he quickly stepped on the muddy ground, kicked deeper and shallower, and stood beside Cheng Hui: "Shuhong, do you let this person meet His Highness directly?"

"I have sent people to ask about Zhang Wu's background earlier. It's an indigenous person from Guangping County, Jizhou. There is no problem. Although he is a bit keen on fame and power, it is a good thing at this time. Furthermore, the giants who can travel around the world in troubled times must have strong troops and have considerable self-protection power. Look at his troops, all the children are strong, and I'm afraid there are many fierce people who have killed people and seen blood. We are in trouble now, and we are just in need..." Cheng Hui was interrupted by the man in half.

"Shuhong, I'm not talking about this!" The colleague frowned and looked at Zhang Wu's subordinates standing far or near. It was a cavalry team of about twenty or thirty people. They were all fierce and the horses were fat and strong. They were not as thin as the war horses owned by the court. Several men noticed his vision, but did not pay special attention, nor did they usually express the nervous expression of a common minority when they met a high-ranking official.

After looking around again, he lowered his voice anxiously: "The situation is so bad that it cannot be worse. If we cannot get the help of these people, we will be difficult to escape the pursuit of the bandits. Therefore, who can control these people and who will be more respectful in front of the King of Donghai Palace. Shuhong, since this leader is your old acquaintance, you can win over him well. You can easily let him meet His Highness... Be careful that this group of people will be attracted by others and will be divided into your wealth!"

Cheng Hui shook his head contemptuously, turned around and walked slowly towards the tent: "We are all close ministers to the King of East China Sea. It is common for us to fight for power with personal gain on weekdays, but we must know when we can fight for power and when we can't."

The colleague asked in surprise: "What?"

Cheng Hui waved his hand and let the colleague get closer: "Now that the shogunate has been suffering from great disasters, and the reputation accumulated over the years has disappeared. Under this severe situation, Your Highness must take all the last little power that can be used for himself in his own hands, and he will never allow anyone to rely on external forces to force the royal power. I can recommend this Zhang Wu to Your Highness as soon as possible. Doing a little more will be redundant, and it will only cause the reverse power of Taia, which will arouse Your Highness's suspicion." After a pause, he said: "Same thing, others want to win over Zhang Wu and others at this time will be the same result. A wise person will not do such stupid things."

"So that's it, I've been taught." My colleague was convinced and nodded repeatedly: "My brother is really a subtle person. I admire him! I admire him!"

Cheng Hui curled his lips slightly and continued, "Although the military affairs are declining, His Highness King Donghai is still the Prime Minister of the Great Jin Dynasty after all, and he has the power to govern the military of the six states. He only needs to escape successfully this time. With a command, hundreds of thousands of troops will be gathered in a moment, and it is not difficult to regain his reputation. By then, we are all loyal ministers who share the hardships with His Highness, and our future is limitless." He patted his colleagues on the shoulders: "I am satisfied with the achievements of introducing righteous men on the road. I am glorious and wealthy, and I am willing to share with you."

They are all smart people who are rolling around in the circle of fame and fortune. One side has no need to say everything, and the other is convenient to hear the string song and know the elegant meaning. The colleague showed a touching look at the right time and bowed deeply: "I respect you, and I should only follow my brother's leader!"

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The two looked at each other and laughed. Although they were in a dangerous situation, they suddenly seemed to be a golden road that was enough to blind people. This made people feel comfortable and happy. Amid the laughter, the two of them saw that the lonely camp was right in front of them, and they lowered their voices at the same time, and even their expressions changed to a solemn and solemn look.

"But I don't know how it's going on?" After a while, Cheng Hui felt a little regretful and sighed with envy: "That Zhang Wu is also a lucky man. A mere cow and horse dealer can become a general who leans on his arms from now on... he really rises to the top!"

In the eyes of Cheng Hui, a close minister of the East China Sea like the King of Donghai, it is a blessing to be received by a small merchant. Of course, this is true. The problem is that Zhang Wu is not a simple merchant; Donghai... is not the Donghai King under normal circumstances.

According to Zhang Wu's plan, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of chaos and provide horses to approach several senior shogunate officials by using the friendship of sharing hardships, thereby winning the trust of his fellow citizens and breaking into the shogunate system in one fell swoop. This plan is considered bold compared to the previous practice of step-by-step practice and gradually infiltrating from the periphery. But even in such a radical plan, directly connecting with Tokai himself was still an unattainable goal, and Zhang Wu did not even dare to think in that direction.

He would not have expected such a situation!

Thinking of the powerful figure who was in front of him, even though Zhang Wudan was extremely lustful, he couldn't help but buzz in his head and suddenly burst into a cold sweat: How could this be? The King of East China Sea is actually here?

As a military man on the frontier, General Pingbei privately set up his strength in the Central Plains and tried every means to find out the information of the court. General Pingbei knew this very well, so he chose a figure in Funiu Village with a special identity to act. As the leader of a secret spy who was on duty to go south, Zhang Wu also knew this very well, so he was careful and wary every day since he was appointed. But because he was thinking about it, his first reaction was to blame at this moment that his identity was revealed.

What's going on? What's going on? Could it be that King Donghai had seen through my identity long ago and used this opportunity to expose it or even punish us? Almost in an instant, Zhang Wu was scared by this thought and felt his legs weak, and big drops of sweat flowed down his forehead.

In a trance, Zhang Wu heard someone talking around him.

"The righteous man Cheng Hui mentioned is you, right? Very good! Very good!" Someone said reservedly: "Huh... Why is this person a little stunned?"

"When did the humble grass people have ever seen such a noble person as Your Highness? I guess they were so happy that they were stupid."

Someone came closer and patted Zhang Wu on the cheek: "Don't stand there!"

"Who are you?" Zhang Wu subconsciously pushed away the person who slapped his cheek.

"I'm really stupid..." Someone sneered and then said loudly: "Your Highness King Donghai is here, haven't you heard that? Let your troops give up all the horses! Your Highness wants to use it! Put the cart on! By the way, there is still food! Then take some decent food! Those just now were too crude, so where was it for Your Highness to enjoy?"

Before Zhang Wu could answer, someone kicked his shoulder again: "Do you understand? If you understand, go and do it quickly! Why are you still standing stupidly?"

This kick was quite light. Although Zhang Wu had the foundation for practicing martial arts, his body slanted suddenly and quickly reached out to support the ground.

When the troops left behind the camp were about to evacuate, most of the facilities had been removed; the tent they were in at this moment was used by the people who were guarding the horses for temporary shelter, and the ground was not laid, which was very simple. Zhang Wu stretched out his hand and happened to press it on a few pieces of gravels, and couldn't help but hum a pain.

The pain instantly woke Zhang Wu up, causing his shocked mind to rework: ***, it's not right!

He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his mind turned sharply: If his identity had been leaked earlier, then in Xuchang, when he was in Juancheng, he only needed an eunuch to send an edict, and a warrior would be enough to cut off his head. Why do you have to go to this point again? If his identity had just been leaked, when he was in a mess, he had seen it with his own eyes. He was full and was full. He was out of the protection of his own guards to meddle in this nostalgia? What's more, he didn't even give him a chance to speak, and just urged to collect supplies... This food is too ugly!

Thinking of this, Zhang Wu looked up slightly.

In front of him, more than ten people sat in a middle-aged man in a wide robe, like a leader. At first glance, this man looked like a handsome man. He just smeared his face and showed his fair skin, which was obviously well maintained in daily life and was pampered. Unfortunately, his hair and beard were messy, his eyes were covered with blood, and the skin on his cheeks was even more relaxed and drooping, as if a candle was about to melt, which was very ridiculous. Looking at his spirit while looking at him, although he looked a bit noble, but the two pairs of boots outside the robe were broken. Ten muddy toes were stretched out, breaking the majesty he tried to disguise. He found that Zhang Wu's eyes were staring at his feet. The middle-aged man was stunned, lowered his head and looked at it, and instantly showed an angry expression, and took his feet back under his robe.

Is this guy claiming to be the King of East China Sea?

This is the dignified prime minister and the military commander of the six states. This is the case with the prince who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people?

Zhang Wu's nervousness suddenly dissipated, and he almost laughed out loud. The person in front of him was clearly a rat. Look at his panic in his actions, look at his pretentious and guilty look! Taking the barely maintained airs, this person's inner body is probably worse than the little thief Zhang Wu has seen in Taihang Mountains... How could he be the King of Donghai?

Zhang Wu turned his mind sharply: Thinking about it carefully, the news about Donghai King here is probably entirely due to Cheng Hui's mouth full of Hu Chai. The middle-aged man in front of him was probably the official office of the Donghai King's shogunate, and his status was limited to Cheng Hui, so he failed to squeeze into Donghai King's team and fell behind and was tortured to death with the officials who were accompanying him. There was no doubt that if I had not intervened, these people would have died on the way to escape, and there was no reason to be spared. But I really didn't expect that these guys were so shameless, even if they were on the way to escape, they wanted to take advantage of their fate!

That's right, that's right. Cheng Hui often used to be corrupt and abused under the banner of King Donghai, and it was not surprising that he acted absurdly. Those who fled with him were probably the same. I think this group of people felt greedy when they saw that there were many good horses in the camp, and planned to report the title of King Donghai to suppress Zhang Wu, and directly rob the horses.

But they didn't think about it. Since Juancheng collapsed without fighting, the shogunate of the King of East China would have fallen apart. Even if the King of East China would really come here in person... a short prince who lost his subordinates, generals, and troops was mixed in the chaos. His power was not greater than that of others, and his chances of survival were not greater than that of others... Is there any meaning in his arrogant and shouting at this time?

I was actually frightened by a group of people who pretended to be powerful? If this matter was spread, my reputation for decades would be ruined! Zhang Wu barely suppressed his shame and annoyance and sneered, patted the hem of his dirty robe, and planned to go out to find Cheng Huifen to explain clearly.

But these simple actions angered everyone around the middle-aged man. Someone cursed: "Mr., what do you mean? Hum? How dare you be so rude! You will fight with me..."

The words of this string were clamoring quickly and quickly, obviously they were used to it. The problem was that except for Zhang Wu, there were more than ten people who came with Cheng Hui. These people looked at each other, but no one dared to take it seriously and "forge" the unruly ox and horse merchant in front of him.

Zhang Wu sneered, just about to say something. The tent behind him was lifted up again, and Cheng Hui walked in.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The situation in front of him was obviously beyond Cheng Hui's expectations. He was stunned and then grabbed Zhang Wu's arm: "Old Zhang, you are so brave! Why don't you kneel down quickly!"

Cheng Hui's voice was trembling, and he was probably really kind. But the content of this sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, causing Zhang Wu to explode suddenly. Zhang Wu shook his arms and shook Cheng Hui away, falling to the corner like a rolling gourd.

"Madman! Do you want to be attacked by the three tribes of Yi?" Someone pointed at Zhang Wu in shock and angrily shouted. Before he finished speaking, he was kicked in the stomach and rolled to the ground.

What a group of rats! Zhang Wu strode forward, reached out to grab the middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader, and with a slight effort, he staggered and pulled him up.

"You! You!" The middle-aged man's first reaction was not to resist, but to widen his eyes, showing an exaggerated expression of surprise. This expression made Zhang Wu feel disgusted again: in the face of chaos in the world and the barbarians rampant, thousands of ants and people were bones like mountains and blood were accumulated. And such fragile and soft goods as pigs and sheep were still in a high position, and they were always planning to bully and plunder! The East Sea King credits such waste, no wonder the war is defeated and the state is corrupt!

"What a dog thing!" Zhang Wu became more and more angry as he thought about it. He couldn't help but slapped the middle-aged man in the face with his forehand, and slapped him again with his backhand: "I dare to come and bully me!"

These two strokes were really not easy. The middle-aged man's mouth suddenly hanged blood, and his fair and smooth face swollen at a speed that could be recognized by the naked eye, which squeezed his eyes that were so wide that he tried his best to open up into two slits.
Chapter completed!