When he opened the door and walked out, he saw Yuan Xiao's strange eyes and took a special look inside.

A look that all men understand.

Yang Zheng suddenly felt even more unjust than Dou E. You are only allowed to warm others' beds, but you are not allowed to deepen your relationship normally?

Doesn’t this mean that only state officials are allowed to set fires and people are not allowed to light lamps?

I didn’t know what happened just now, but I was alone in a room while walking.

"Uh-huh." Yang Zheng coughed twice, with a serious look on his face.

Yuan Xiao quickly restrained his eyes and said, "General, we are ready."

Yang Zheng drove away the distracting thoughts in his mind. No wonder the country was in trouble after the Wei and Jin Dynasties became rogues. They indulged in drinking and sex every day. How could they be in the mood to deal with important matters?

"Walk!"

Outside the door, two old soldiers were dressed in regular clothes. One was slightly hunched and slightly slovenly. The other was of medium build and looked like a passerby. There was no trace of the murderous intent of the old soldiers in a bloody battle.

Yang Zheng couldn't help but secretly praise Yuan Xiao for his careful handling of affairs.

However, such people are just cannon fodder in this kind of world.

Only a few lucky ones from the bottom struggled to rise up, while the vast majority suffocated in the shadow of the dark era.

After the founding of the Western Jin Dynasty, in view of the intensifying Qiang-Hu rebellion, a guard army was set up in Pouhan to continuously strengthen Pouhan's status.

One hundred years later, Ma Qiu, the fierce general of Later Zhao, led an army of 80,000 to attack Qianliang. The city was besieged several times and the battle lasted for hundreds of days. The Zhao army suffered tens of thousands of casualties and was able to save half of Qianliang.

The city of Pohan in this era was not big, but because it connected the north, south, east and west and was located at the junction of Qiang and Han, it already had considerable geographical and commercial value.

That’s why the Qiang people plundered this place first.

After the Qiang rebellion subsided, business travelers returned one after another.

Ma's Guest House is one of them.

Rumor has it that the shopkeeper is from Wuwei and his business covers the entire Guanzhong.

Since the Zhou Dynasty, there have been post offices, but most of them served the government.

Wei Wu realized the business opportunities and issued a guest housing order to allow merchants to operate.

From then on, the guest house business became very popular in Wei State.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Yuan Xiao pretended to be a Luoyang businessman selling animal skins, and Yang Zheng and two old soldiers pretended to be servants and guards and checked into the guest house.

However, today's guesthouses cannot be compared with the hotels of later generations.

The interior of the museum is very simple, and there is nothing you need.

All kinds of people gathered together, and even the horses were tied directly in the hall.

After paying the money, you can get the wooden sign to check into the guesthouse.

Chaos also has its benefits, and it is just the right way to fish in troubled waters.

It was still early, and people were coming and going, leading horses and tallying goods, and acquaintances were chatting and laughing loudly, with Qiang accents mixed in.

Taking Longshan as the dividing line, the Guanzhong accent and the Longyou accent are slightly different, and the Hexi accent is even greater.

The four of them were waiting peacefully inside the house.

Yang Zheng closed his eyes and rested, while the two old soldiers took turns guarding outside while observing the situation.

The suspicious person is next door, and he has a woman with him.

The sound insulation effect of this kind of guest house can be imagined.

In the dead of night, when everyone is quiet, laughter keeps coming in through the wall.

"You thief!" Yuan Xiao cursed.

Fortunately, the patience has passed.

A stick of incense and the next door fell into silence.

Then there was the sound of a woman opening the door and leaving.

This was the biggest noise all night.

In the morning, Yang Zheng's eyes were red, "Could I have made a mistake?"

Yuan Xiao whispered: "Maybe the person he was waiting for didn't arrive."

It's possible, but it's unlikely.

There should be some suspicious people entering Panhan, but not necessarily those from next door.

With so many things going on, it was impossible for Yang Zheng to keep an eye on this place all the time. City defense, training, settlement, and all kinds of things were complicated.

"I'll leave this matter to you, and I'll add two more people to you."

Yuan Xiao nodded.

Yang Zheng took an old soldier with him to return to the military camp.

Most of the guests were not awake yet, and only the servants and horses slept in the hall.

On the way back, Yang Zheng felt the need to set up a secret force.

Servants, dead soldiers, and assassins are not uncommon in this era.

Xianbei leader Kebineng died at the hands of the assassin Han Long.

Historical records record that the Sima family also raised many dead soldiers. Jiang Wei of Shu was also famous for raising dead soldiers.

But now I can't afford to support him, so I can only win him over with kindness.

It is best to have a common goal.

"General!" While he was thinking, the old soldier beside him whispered, "Someone is following you."

It was still early and there were not many people on the road. Although the man was careful, he was still discovered by an experienced soldier.

Yang Zheng was stunned. He was here to follow others, but he didn't expect to be followed by others.

Doesn’t this mean that yesterday’s tracking was correct?

It seems that the other party is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

"Don't disturb him, don't go back to the military camp, and go outside the city." Yang Zheng was very interested.

The two of them walked like normal people, stopping from time to time to watch.

The man kept following me.

Yang Zheng suddenly thought of a possibility. If the other party was Xiao Zuo, he should leave the city as soon as possible instead of staring at him.

Although Wuhan City has strategic value, to the Shu people, frontier towns such as Didao, Shanggui, Chencang, and Jicheng are more valuable.

It's very possible that the other party is not careful.

Yang Zheng thought carefully.

Why are you so sneaky these days?

Could it be that he was sent to assassinate him?

Yang Zheng was shocked, it seemed that this was the only possibility, and he immediately thought of Li Mi.

Only he has this urgent motive.

"Capture this man alive!" Yang Zheng whispered.

The old pawn nodded.

The two of them suddenly separated to the left and right at the corner of the alley.

Yang Zheng blocked the front, and the old pawn quickly moved behind.

Tiny footsteps came from the alley.

The man was very cautious and seemed to be listening to the footsteps, approaching slowly step by step.

Yang Zheng suddenly jumped out and shouted: "The thief is brave!"

The man jumped back suddenly like a frightened cat, turned around and ran away, but was blocked by an old soldier behind him.

Yang Zheng held the handle of the knife with his right hand and stared at the man. He was young, in his thirties, short in stature, with a somewhat wretched appearance, and did not have much murderous spirit in him.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?" the other party asked, with more confusion on his face than his own.

This rhetorical question has revealed a lot of useful information.

First, he doesn't know who he is.

Secondly, since he doesn't know who he is, he is not the assassin sent by Li Mi.

This is strange.

Not a craftsman, not an assassin, why are you so sneaky?
To be continued...