Gongsun Xun responded silently, because he understood Wang Daoren's meaning almost immediately.

On the one hand, although this person was born in the Wang family of Taiyuan, he was ugly in appearance and had quit his official career since he was young. Therefore, he could only learn some heretical ways and then lived in the world. He was undoubtedly a typical crooked way that was not tolerated by the world.

On the other hand, although Wang Xian wanted nothing more than rebellion, the Yellow Turban Army and Taiping Dao still gave him the value of survival and the dignity of a human being.

But now, the Yellow Turban Army is about to be destroyed, and those who are willing to respect him, or even need him, are also gone. In this situation, instead of lingering in a world that cannot accommodate him, it is better to accompany these people of Huang Tian who need him on the road.

...Just like what happened on the road from Handan to Yecheng a few years ago.

At this thought, Gongsun Xun's heart couldn't help but move... Why didn't he understand? In fact, when a group of people went south from Handan and met refugees on the road a few years ago, the king had already made the choice he made today -

—He parted ways with everyone and headed north alone, choosing to blend in with the refugees as a Taiping Taoist.

On that day, he didn't stop the other party, and what happened today was already destined.

"Untie him." Gongsun Xun waved his hand, and then asked seriously. "What's the explanation? Once we get to know each other, we will live up to our trust."

"Not at all!" Wang Xian, who was untied from the rope, first bowed respectfully to Gongsun Xun, Lou Gui, Han Dang, Guan Yu and other old friends to express his gratitude, and then said frankly. "You are all people who do great things.

If you are on an evil path and have no worries, how can you entrust me? If you have to ask me, I just hope that you will try your best to eat more and take care of yourself, that's all."

After saying that, he didn't look back, he just held the yellow on his head and wiped his forehead, then turned around and staggered away to the north... Compared with the figure in the north of Yecheng a few years ago, he was much more determined, and even had a look.

A bit of a rush feeling.

Although Wang Daoren has always been a bit crazy, he was a waste to the point of being harmless to humans and animals, and it was rare for him to have any good intentions. Therefore, seeing him die so calmly, Guan Yu, Han Dang, Lou Gui and others

People who were used to seeing life and death were a little shocked and unspeakable.

Gongsun Xun sat on the horse on the small slope, watching the other party disappear into the chaotic river bank, but closed his eyes again.

However, after waiting for a while, someone suddenly came to report that a young commander of the Yellow Turban Army had been captured and claimed to be an old friend. He asked to see the prince and he had already been brought.

With Wang Daoren's warning, Gongsun Xun became serious, but when he opened his eyes and looked at the tied man on the ground, he frowned again:

"Who are you and why do you falsely call me my old friend?"

As soon as he said this, Lianzhao, who had been sent over, simply drew his sword and wanted to kill this audacious person right here.

"I don't dare to call the general an old friend!" The middle-aged, average-looking Yellow Turban Army commander quickly fell to his knees and fell to the ground with a plop, but he explained awkwardly. "It's just that otherwise, it would be difficult to see the general.

In front of me, I want to know the whereabouts of my brother..."

Gongsun Xun was still confused, but Han Dang understood immediately and raised his hand to block the Lianzi Sutra with his scabbard.

When Gongsun Xun saw Han Dang's reaction, he was suddenly enlightened, but immediately became furious. He stood up and smashed the entire horse on the man's face: "You have the nerve to ask about the whereabouts of your brother?! If not,

You became a thief, why should Jia Chao die?!"

The middle-aged man on the ground, Jia Chao's brother Jia Ping, was hit hard, but he didn't realize it. He just grabbed the ground with his head, as if he was responding to Gongsun Xun's question, and he seemed to be muttering to himself:

"So, it was my brother who carried the flag alone to die at Guangzong City that day? The villagers said it looked like him, but I still don't believe it..."

What happened with Jia Chao was what made Gongsun Xun the most angry and annoyed after he left Dongjun. At this time, when he saw Jia Ping in front of him, he was so useless and lacked the charm of his younger brother. It was rare that his blood surged, and he actually drew his sword directly.

...However, seeing Han Dang suddenly kneeling beside Jia Ping, Gongsun Xun finally sneered and put away the knife.

"Stop mumbling!" After putting away the knife, Gongsun Xun was still angry. "For your brother's sake, go home by yourself!"

Although Qianzhao didn't know much about Jia Chao's affairs, he couldn't hesitate after seeing such a situation, so he immediately took action and untied Jia Ping.

Unexpectedly, after being untied, Jia Ping came to his senses. First he kowtowed on the spot, and then slowly shook his head: "To be honest with you, General, the common people no longer have a home, and it's not like I didn't know that my brother has been following me.

The general is doing something..."

"Since you know, why do you still want to be a Yellow Turban? I just escaped that day to find your brother!" This time, it was Lou Gui who stepped forward to ask the question in public, and Lou Zibo seemed to be afraid of this person who didn't know how to advance or retreat.

He completely angered his own monarch and made it even more difficult for Han Dang, so he forced his way forward.

"This gentleman." Jia Ping shook his head in panic. "My home is at the junction of Julu and Anping. In February, people all over the country and counties suddenly became Yellow Turbans. If I don't become a Yellow Turban, how can I keep my life?"

Where is my wife? She was more than seven months pregnant at the time, and my previous children all died in infancy. How could I dare to escape? Therefore, the Taiping Taoist priest in the village found me and gave my mother the talisman water that day.

Regarding the child’s matter, as well as the fact that he covered up the case for me, and forced me to do the Yellow Turban, how could I dare to refuse?”

Lou Gui sighed, but turned back to glance at Gongsun Xun, and then waved weakly: "Go quickly, take your wife and children home, go to Handan and Yecheng to find the Amway number, and tell your brother's name

, ask them to take your family with you and go to Liaodong... and never come back again."

Jia Ping kowtowed again, but also sighed, leaving Lou Gui quite speechless.

On the other hand, Qianzhao Lianzijing shook his head for a moment, and then couldn't help but remind him: "Mr. Zibo, just now this man said that he is homeless..."

Lou Gui looked at Han Dang, who was still kneeling next to him, and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.

"On that day, the Great Master summoned the Yellow Turbans from all over the country to go to Guangzong. Our local handsome man from a wealthy family didn't want to go, so he took advantage of my wife who was about to give birth and forced me to be the handsome young man to lead people to Guangzong... I

I had to go. Unexpectedly, my wife had a difficult delivery on the way, and the child was stillborn. When we arrived at Guangzong, she missed her child too much, and she died a few days later... The reason why I was reluctant was to wait until later to find me.

Brother, I would be satisfied if I could see him get married and establish a career." When Jia Ping said this, he couldn't help but burst into tears and could only kowtow repeatedly. "Actually, the people in the village said that the person who died in the city was my brother, so I guessed it.

Second, I just can’t believe it. Now that I know it, I don’t worry about it anymore!”

"Then go ahead!" Gongsun Xun was heartbroken after hearing this. He could only turn around with his knife in hand, and then turned his back and urged. "Why keep talking here?"

"I still have to thank the General and Commander Han for their kindness." Jia Ping still burst into tears and kowtowed. "If it weren't for you two, our family members would have died seven or eight years ago, and

I also found out in Guangzong that husband Ma was also killed by the general... It’s not a loss at all!”

At this point, the man once again lay down on the ground and kowtowed to everyone in front of him, and then stood up and walked north. Han Dang stood up, followed two steps north, and finally stopped dejectedly.

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, Liu Bei, who was waiting at the foot of the slope, also stepped forward: "Brother, just now I..."

"Are we old friends again?" Gongsun Xun asked without looking back.

"Exactly." Liu Bei tried his best to smile. "My brother has fulfilled his duties in Handan, so it is normal for us to have many old friends here... I have already asked clearly. This person claims to be Li Ming and Li Yizhi, the former deputy historian of Zhao Guozuo... It is not necessarily true.

It’s empty.”

Gongsun Xun still turned his back to everyone, facing south and sighed: "This is really an old friend. Dong Gongren also told me that when the chaos broke out that day, he did go to Zhang Jiao... In fact, Zhang Jiao has been operating in Hebei for a long time.

, he did something that day, and all the surrounding counties were empty. Even Chu Yan, if I hadn't arrived in time, I would have fallen into the trap of the thief."

"Then... do you want to meet?" Hearing his colleague's secret, Liu Bei became more and more embarrassed.

"I don't know either." Gongsun Xun still didn't look back. "If you are worried about being killed casually and ask for surrender in the name of an old friend, there is no harm in meeting you because of our old fate. I am afraid that you are also here to say goodbye, then

It’s embarrassing…”

Liu Bei lowered his head and said nothing.

"However, if you think about it the other way around," Gongsun Xun continued with a sneer. "If you are asking for surrender, it doesn't matter whether you see him or not. But if you are saying farewell, how can you not see him because of embarrassment?"

Liu Bei nodded slowly at the bottom of the slope, but retreated directly. After a moment, he directly led a man with a yellow scarf over his head... Because he untied the rope directly, he only let him stand far away at the bottom of the slope.

Gongsun Xun took a long breath, letting himself forget about Jia Chao for the time being, and calmed down his expression again. Then he turned around and looked down at Li Ming expressionlessly:

"So, you are also here to say goodbye?"

Li Ming was a county official. Compared with Jia Ping's nagging before, his words and etiquette were naturally much crisper. He immediately bowed his hands and bowed: "Of course! If others are in front of you, there is no need to do this. But on that day, the king

He once actually ruled the State of Zhao, and he was more or less the same as me as a ruler and a minister, and those one or two years were also the happiest days for my subordinates, so I had to come and say goodbye."

"You are a county official after all, why do you have to..." Gongsun Xun hesitated and could only point his finger north.

Where he pointed, the Zhanghe River was unfathomable, and there were faint sounds of weeping coming down the wind. But Gongsun Xun had some awareness in his heart, so he avoided the river bank early and deliberately chose such a far away place, so that he could save the time.

Just see the situation clearly.

"Do you still remember Wang Ranjunhou, the charioteer in charge of the country that day?" Li Ming did not answer directly, but asked the question in reverse.

"Of course I remember." Gongsun Xun said with a smile. "Well, Wang Ran and Wang Qiming, you two worked hard to guard the county temple that was full of weeds. The first time I went in, I fell down... and because of this, I felt bad for you.

The two of them were deeply impressed. He is older and you are younger, right? I heard from Dong Gongren that he also voted for the Yellow Turban that day."

"It's rare for a prince to have such a good memory."

"I don't want to have such a good memory." Gongsun Xun sneered again. "Where is he?"

"Dead." Li Ming sighed slightly. "Just now, Wang Ran and I fought together with General Ren Gong. I was a little timid and deliberately stayed behind to avoid the battle, but because he had always been grateful for General Ren Gong's kindness, he

So he charged forward, and was beheaded by Junhou's white horse cavalry... Speaking of which, he was seeking his own death. Didn't he know that Junhou's white horse righteousness was unknown to others? In short, Wang Jun was indeed dead. I was

He was running away, but when he looked back, he could see clearly."

"Do you blame me for saying that?" Gongsun Xun couldn't help but smile again with his hands behind his hands. "You actually faced an old friend with swordsmanship."

"A prince should not have such thoughts!" Li Ming suddenly looked serious. "When the two armies are fighting, you will live and die. After victory or defeat, your body and your family will be destroyed. It is your own fault. The general may have a benevolent heart, but he must not blame himself!

As for the death of Brother Qi Ming...it's all my fault...I misjudged the situation that day and urged him to join me in defecting to the general, so that he would be on the battlefield with someone like the king. And then today, it was me who retreated from the battle and couldn't.

Die with it!"

"I have definitely received your advice." Gongsun Xun nodded immediately. "I will definitely keep it in mind."

"That's good! In that case, I hope that the king will rule the world and rule the world as soon as possible. In this way, people like me and Brother Qiming will not end up in a similar fate in the future!" After saying this, Li Ming was meticulous.

, bowed and bowed.

When he raised his head and saw Gongsun Xun accepting his salute without hesitation, he took a long breath, straightened the yellow scarf on his head, and walked northward in the same way.

The Zhang River was hazy. Feeling the admonishment of the other party, Gongsun Xun no longer deliberately gave way. However, he stood on the slope with his sword in the north for a long time, but in the end no old friend came to say goodbye.

At noon, when the sun was shining directly and the autumn wind was blowing, looking down from the slope, one could clearly see the places for several miles from the front to the Zhang River. Gongsun Xun saw with his own eyes that the riverside finally calmed down.
To be continued...