On the official road near Yanziji in the northeast of Moling City, Zhou Yu, Sun Shao and Lu Dai led several guards to ride their horses.

This is a spring afternoon, full of green and tender colors, especially the stuffed wild flowers in the grass on both sides of the road, yellow, blue and purple, tied into a pile, blooming brightly.

Zhou Yu breathed in fresh air in big mouths. Since his time traveled, what he liked the most was the air of this era. Whether it was spring, summer, autumn, winter, day and night, it was always so clean and thorough. Thinking of the dirty air in later cities, Zhou Yu suddenly felt two senses of heaven and earth.

The group gradually reached the foot of Yanziji. Sun Shao pointed his hand on the mountain and said with shame: "Lord, Zhang Zhao and Zhang Hong live on the mountain. They are incompetent and cannot invite them. I have to ask you to go there in person."

Zhou Yu smiled and said, "It's not your fault. They are famous scholars of the world. They are all famous scholars, and they are all arrogant. This also means that they are not willing to go out, but are waiting for a price, haha. However, I'm afraid that I can't invite you even if I come here to invite you."

After saying that, Zhou Yu pointed at the hill in front of everyone and asked, "What is the name of this mountain?"

Sun Shao replied: "This mountain is called Zhidu Mountain. The mountain is not high, only more than ten feet high, but it is connected to the river bank in the south, and the other three sides are surrounded by river water. The terrain is very dangerous. There is a rock on the mountain, and the rocks stand upright on the river, facing the sky on three sides, which looks like a swallow spreading its wings and trying to fly, so it is called Yanziji."

Lu Dai said next to him: "Yanziji, this name is really nice. If you want to come to Dengji to look around, the scenery must be very good."

Zhou Yu laughed and said, "That's fine. It's not in vain to be able to climb Yanziji. Let's go up the mountain!"

Everyone left the horses at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain. The mountain was indeed steep. Although it was not high, it was very male-strolling. There was only a small path winding towards the top of the mountain. After arriving at the top of the mountain, the Swallow Rock was not far away. When Zhou Yu saw it, he was indeed a swallow with a wing-scattered swing and praised it repeatedly: "The flying swallow in Linbo is indeed both in shape and spirit, and it is worthy of being a scenic spot in the south of the Yangtze River."

Everyone then climbed to the rocks and saw the rolling Yangtze River, surging thousands of miles away, making it spectacular. The scales on the river were shining, white sails were dotted, and the fishermen rowed their fishing boats and came and went freely on the river.

Zhou Yu suddenly remembered the famous Emperor Qianlong in later generations. He liked to leave poems everywhere and left several poems on Yanziji. Zhou Yu thought of one of them and chanted casually: "A peak flew into the Yangtze River, and its momentum was as graceful as a swallow."

Sun Shao clapped his hands and said, "What a good poem, what a good poem, the lord's literary talent is indeed extraordinary, I admire you."

"How can ordinary poems be so content?" At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded behind everyone. Everyone hurriedly looked back and saw a middle-aged scholar about forty-year-old, with thin bones, goose crowns and Confucian shirts, looking at them smiling.

When Sun Shao saw the man, he showed joy on his face. He hurriedly walked to the man, bowed and bowed and said, "Greetings to Mr. Zibu~~"

When Zhou Yu heard this, Zibu? Isn’t it just Zhang Zhao’s word? As soon as he thought about it, his figure quickly drifted to Zhang Zhao and bowed to him, "Mr. Lujiang Zhou Yu, pay homage to you!"

Zhang Zhao suddenly felt a flash in front of him, and there was a handsome young man with a smile on his face in front of him. He couldn't help but breathe in his heart. This person's martial arts skills are not low.

When Zhang Zhao heard Zhou Yu's name, he was even more surprised. Although he and Zhang Hong were here, they were very concerned about the changes in the entire situation. Their disciples often passed on some news. Therefore, the name of Zhou Lang in Jiangdong had long been heard, but he didn't expect that the young and handsome young man in front of him was Zhou Yu. He was too young and had no hair on his lips. Is it reliable to do things?

Even though he thought so in his heart, Zhang Zhao still looked respectful on the surface. After all, Zhou Yu is now the lord of the two counties of Lujiang and Danyang, and a family of aristocratic families. In terms of status, he is much higher than himself.

After everyone finished greetings, Zhang Zhao led everyone to his residence out of courtesy. The mountain was around and not far away, Zhou Yu and others saw a cave with a very large entrance. There were several plum blossoms planted on the land in front of the cave. They are now blooming beautifully, and the pink ones are very pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Zhao introduced: "This is the residence of Mr. Zhang Hong and Mr. Zhang Zigang. There are twelve caves in this mountain, and only three caves are larger to live in. This cave is the largest, called Santai Cave. The one I live is not far from here, slightly smaller than Santai Cave, and is called Ertai Cave."

After saying that, Zhang Zhao shouted loudly: "Mr. Zigang~~Mr. Zigang~~"

Seeing that there was no response in the cave, Zhang Zhao suddenly said, "Oh~~ Mr. Zigang may have gone to the river to fish, so everyone will follow me."

After saying that, Zhang Zhao led everyone to turn over a small ridge. There was a protruding stone platform halfway upstairs. On it was a genius in Mai clothes fishing on the river. When the river breeze blew, his clothes and hair and beard all moved with the wind, which was quite like a Taoist bone fairy style.

Everyone walked not far from the stone platform and saw the scholar still fishing with all concentration. Zhou Yu waved his hand to signal others to wait on the spot. He followed Zhang Zhao to the stone platform lightly.

The scholar was about five or six years older than Zhang Zhao, with his hair and beard slightly white, and his eyes focused on the river. Zhang Zhao walked to his side, coughed lightly, and said, "Mr. Zigang, Zhou Yu, the prefect of Lujiang, is here."

Zhou Yu did not wait for the man to answer, so he took a few small steps and bowed and said, "Mr. Zigang, Junior Lujiang Zhou Yu, pays homage to Mr. Zigang~~"

Although he was a famous scholar and senior, Zhang Hong did not dare to neglect when he saw Zhou Yu saluting him. He put the fishing rod beside him, and stood up and bowed, "Mr. Zhou doesn't have to be too polite~~"

Zhou Yu smiled and said, "It's rude to disturb Mr. Zigang's fishing."

Seeing Zhou Yu's dignified expression and behavior with a great demeanor, Zhang Hong couldn't help but cheer in his heart when he saw his handsome and handsome appearance. He also smiled and said, "Today, the wind on the river is strong and I haven't caught a fish. Since Lord Zhou is here, please come to my despise."

The group turned around and walked to the Santai Cave. Zhang Hong walked into the cave and took out a few straw mats, and greeted everyone to sit on the ground. The blooming plum blossoms were swaying behind everyone, constantly emitting a refreshing fragrance. In the distance was the endless river water. Above the river water was a blue sky, as if it was a fairyland.

Zhang Hong asked straight to the point, "Did Lord Zhou come to persuade us to come out and help us?"
Chapter completed!