The hero comes from a young man. Yuan Shang's ability and far-reaching strategy made Zhong Yao not only admire him, but also admire him. Especially when he looked at this young man with a kind smile, handsomeness and demeanor, a strange idea unknowingly surged into Zhong Yao's mind.

Perhaps, even this kid might be able to compete with Cao Sikong in person.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yao couldn't help but sigh.

Yuan Shang didn't know what Zhong Yao was thinking at the moment, but for him, this capable man who was the best under Cao Cao's command, both moral and political and grammar, was the best person to recruit. Moreover, Zhong Yao is now a high-ranking official in the Han Dynasty and was appointed as the Minister of Shangshu. If he was named Han Dynasty, it should be quite reliable to surrender him.

"Zhong Pushe, I have a word below. I hope to listen. Now Cao Cao is in chaos, bullying the Han Emperor, poisoning the world, and bullying loyal and kind. You and I are both Han ministers, and we should share the worries for the Lord. At this time of chaos, we should unite to support the Han Dynasty and wipe out the traitors together. How can we not only not help Your Majesty escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but also help the evil and become Cao Cao's lackey? Zhong Pushe's move is probably to let down the emperor's expectations, disobey the teachings of his ancestors, and lose the expectations of the people."

As Yuan Shang said slowly, Zhong Yao's eyes, which were still very enthusiastic, became heavier and heavier, becoming a little cold and cold.

"Mr. Yuan's implied that I understand the truth. I don't know. However, Cao Gong has the kindness of knowing and supporting me, and the virtue of being accredited me! And he has great trust and never suspicion. Although I am captured by you now, if I betray Cao Gong, wouldn't it make people laugh at me? I hope Yuan Weiwei will not force me to do unjust things and do something against my will. I would like to thank you here."

Yuan Shang smiled and said calmly: "You rejected me so directly, aren't you afraid that I will ask someone to drag you down. I will cut you into small pieces of meat one by one?"

When Zhong Yao heard the threat, his face remained unchanged and said seriously: "It's okay! No one will die, not to mention that I have lived enough at a young age, and I am even more willing to die. Just Duke Yuan, you are an important town in the four prefectures of Hebei. Not only are you a hero in the world, but you are also a court-secret guard who personally gave the court to kill colleagues from a palace. For the reputation of the three dukes of the four generations, you must not do it? You have lost your heart!"

Yuan Shang sneered and said, "Then I invite Zhong Pushe from afar, and I can't surrender or kill you. How should I arrange for you? It's so difficult for me to be in trouble. Zhong Pushe. Please help me think about it?"

"I am just a prisoner in the first place. I really can't figure it out. This is Mr. Yuan's own business. But I can give Mr. Yuan two opinions. One is to let me go, and the other is to support me with delicious food and drink. You can take a look at it and consider it yourself.

Yuan Shang raised his eyebrows and felt unhappy!

This old man has a cunning mind. Not only does he not surrender, but he also uses words to squeeze me out, making it difficult for me to kill him, but he is still flirtatious with me! He is really a bit cunning and suspicious, and he does have two tricks.

Of course, what Zhong Yao said is indeed reasonable. After all, he is a person with an official position. The Shangshu Pushe can be regarded as the emperor's direct confidant among the official positions in the Han court. Those who hold this position are independence or fame, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It would be fine if others caught Zhong Yao and killed him, but Yuan Shang was not good. On the one hand, he had to rely on the reputation of the three ministers of the four generations and three generations to continue to gain the support of the Hebei Shijia in order to establish a firm foothold. On the other hand, once he killed Zhong Yao, his opponent Cao Cao would definitely make a big fuss about this matter and demoted Yuan Shang's reputation from heaven to the Grand Gorge under the sea, which was a bit unworthy of the loss.

He felt very frustrated. He was obviously the master and the other party was a prisoner, but he couldn't do anything about the other party. Yuan Shang didn't like this feeling of being led by others. He liked to take the initiative in his confrontation with his opponent.

Looking at Zhong Yao in front of him quietly, a bad idea that was a little sour and watery gradually came to Yuan Shang's head.

And the corner of his mouth unknowingly, there was a long-lost smirk.

Zhong Yao didn't understand Yuan Shang, so he would definitely disagree with this smile, but if Sima Yi, Deng Chang, Zhao Yun and others were here, they would definitely shiver together, and they would be a slutty guy again!

"Forget it, just raise it. We are very rich in Hebei. You can eat Yuan and have money! "

Zhong Yao touched his gray beard and smiled with a trick, saying, "Mr. Yuan is rich and powerful, and it is really beyond the reach of ordinary princes. I respect you very much from the heart." Yuan Shang waved his hand and said, "You are polite, come here! A banquet is held in the tent, Yuan wants to invite Zhong Pushe to dinner!"

"promise!"

When I was young, I saw the tent that the smell of meat was filled with wine and the fragrance of meat was everywhere. One master and one prisoner were like two friends who had not seen for many years. They held up their cups and drank them again and again, which was so unhappy. Although the smiles on their faces floated like the spring breeze, if you look closely, you will find that their eyes were in the depths of their eyes and were alert and alert when they looked at each other.

Halfway through the wine, Yuan Shang put down the wine cup and suddenly asked Zhong Yao: "Zhong Pushe, how are your son doing lately?"

Zhong Yao was stunned when he heard this, and then said seriously: "The son of the dog is still young. Now he is living in Zhongzhou with his mother. He is under the jurisdiction of Cao Sikong. The protection is very strict. If Mr. Yuan wants to use my family to force me to submit, hehe, I am afraid he has made a mistake in his plan."

Yuan Shang waved his hand and showed a disapproving expression and said, "Oh, how can I do it? Do I look like a bastard who can do such despicable behavior? Just ask casually, you are nervous, what is your son's name?"

Zhong Yao heard this and said, "The dog son's name is Yu. Zhong Yu is still in his infancy, less than a hundred days."

"Zhong Yu?" Yuan Shang scratched his head curiously and said, "Zhong Pushe. Shouldn't your son be called Zhong Hui? How could he be so famous? Think about it carefully, can you remember it wrong, right?"

When Zhong Yao heard this, his face suddenly collapsed and he said dissatisfied: "Duke Yuan, I have heard a little about your humor and freedom and boldness when I was in Chang'an, but please don't joke about such things! How could my son, how could he remember the name incorrectly? How stupid am I?"

Yuan Shang shook his head vigorously and said affirmatively: "I can't do anything else. I can't remember this wrongly! Your son's designation should be Zhong Hui!"

The banquet was a good one, but because of this sentence, the conversation suddenly broke down.

Zhong Yao looked angry and smashed the wine cup on the table, and said angrily: "Your son is called Zhong Hui! Your grandson is called Zhong Hui! Your whole family is called Zhong Hui! I will remember the wrong name? Is that your son or my son! It's just a mess!"

Yuan Shang sighed lightly and thought to himself that if my grandson was Zhong Hui, what should you, Zhong Yao, call me? He scolded his generation so much that the old man's cultural level still needs to be strengthened.

He scratched his chin in confusion, and Yuan Shang whispered: "Isn't your son really a Zhong Hui?"

Zhong Yao gave Yuan Shang a angrily and said, "Don't shout!"

"Then do you have any bastards who gave birth to you or something? Even if you are adopted, don't be embarrassed to say that, I won't go to report to Mrs. Ling."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Yao slapped the table viciously and said angrily: "Fuck! What a good person, how could I do that kind of person? Is it a prodigal son? Is your kid who is surnamed Yuan deliberately looking for trouble? If you want to kill me, come, why use these bad excuses? I am not afraid of you!"

Looking at Zhong Yao's gradually distorted face, Yuan Shang couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He thought to himself, could it be that Zhong Hui had not been born at this time? And that Zhong Yu was another son of Zhong Yao?

Yuan Shang's idea finally relied on the score. At this time, it was indeed too early to be born by Zhong Hui.

"Well, Zhong Pushe, have you ever thought about changing your son's name or asking for another son? Then name him Zhong Hui?"

Zhong Yao almost fainted when he heard this and said angrily: "I am so old that I have already gotten a beloved son, and it is less than a hundred days old. How can I have a son so soon? Whether I have a son or not, I don't care about you! Besides, why do I have to name the child Zhong Hui!"

Yuan Shang touched his chin after hearing this and said, "You're so angry, don't you think the name Zhong Hui is very well-educated and qualified?"

Zhong Yao was so angry that his face turned purple and said angrily: "Don't think! My son, I am the free man, I will make the decision! Don't think I don't have this son, even if I have it in the future! I will not give him the Zhong Hui, so Mr. Yuan, you will lose your heart!"

Yuan Shang: ""

********************* This is the first time that Yuan Shang and Zhong Yao met. It is not good or bad. At most, it can be a disagreement.

After the ceremonies were dispersed, Yuan Shang immediately sent his guards to take Zhong Yao into a clean camp. There were dried tea and fruit spots and dry quilts. Although it was simple, it was very warm and elegant. It could be seen that the owner enjoyed but not luxurious and conservative style.

Zhong Yao sat on the bed, touching the beard on his chin, his old eyes swaying, and his thoughts were changing thousands of times.

"I can't persuade me to surrender, but I can't kill it at will. I turned around and asked my son, and I mentioned the name of Zhong Hui. It's just like the bandits think that it's angry. The name of Zhong Hui is still good. If I can have another child in the future, it's not impossible to use it as a name."

Thinking of this, Zhong Yao smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "Give birth to children? Haha, I have been captured by Yuan and have different directions with my wife in my family. I am afraid that the battle between Yuan and Cao will not stop, and the family will be unable to reunite and have any children? Who will I go with? Haha, it's funny."

While Zhong Yao was laughing secretly, he suddenly heard a sparse sound of footsteps outside the tent, his steps were light and messy.

Zhong Yao's heart suddenly became nervous. In the middle of the night, who ran to my tent to stroll?

Could it be that the boy from the Yuan family is so angry that he doesn’t feel good when he comes back in the middle of the night and sent someone to kill Yu Hu?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yao felt nervous and hurriedly raised his hand to hold a teacup on the table, thinking it was a protective object.

"brush--!"

As soon as the curtain of the tent opened, a gust of fragrant wind filled, but there were about a dozen figures, heavy rouge and pink, light and thin gauze all over, and big breasts and butts walked into the tent with a smile. At first sight, Zhong Yao leaned over to salute, and shouted in unison.

"Master~~"

Zhong Yao's body tilted and almost fell off the bed. The teacup in his hand fell to the ground without holding it tightly.

"Who are you and you? What are you here for?"

The leader of the wind ** man smiled sweetly and said sweetly: "We are the first prostitute in Anyi City, Dongjun. Under the command of Mr. Yuan, we rushed from Anyi City to the army to serve you overnight. Look at you~~, the little woman's legs are so tired that she can't stand up. Master, you will have to cherish me very much in a while."

"Sir~~, you have to cherish me."

"Sir~~, I'm waiting for you! I will definitely serve you well~~"

"Sir~~"

After a sound of singing and dancing, more than ten prostitutes rushed up like butterflies looking for flowers and surrounded Zhong Yao. One touched his beard, the other sat on his thighs, and some held his old face and kissed him on the left and right, and immediately submerged Zhong Yao in the ocean of fragrant wind and powder.

It's both comforting and depressing

Zhong Yao's old face turned red, and he was too busy to send the falls to resist the attacks of the women. While blocking, he said in a cold sweat: "I've made a mistake! I've never summoned prostitutes and why did you enter my camp at will! You woman, so shameless! Where are you touching~! Oh~! Stop~~ Stop~~"

The leading woman smiled repeatedly, and while serving Zhong Yao with her hands up and down, she breathed at Zhong Yao with red lips and fragrant wind: "My lord has never summoned me, but my servants have the fate. When I come to the camp, I must help Lord Zhong give birth to a son. This is a personal order from Mr. Yuan, and I will not allow me to stop obeying."

Zhong Yao was stunned when he heard this, and said in cold sweat: "Give birth to a son?"

"Yes, Mr. Yuan said that Lord Zhong will be in Hebei in the future and will be separated from his wife. When will Xiao Zhong be renewed? Therefore, I ordered my servants and others to do it for you. I will have to rely on you to give me more mercy in the future."

"Sir, come on!"

"Sir, I'll have to sow a male seed for me later and give birth to a girl. Mr. Yuan blames me, but I won't follow you~~"

"Sir, please be kind to me first~~!"

""

In an instant, more than ten prostitutes were like more than ten female wolfs who wanted to mate, gasping for a delicate voice, and they rushed toward Zhong Yao with a bee pupa.

Poor Zhong Yao was so old that he was suddenly besieged by more than ten lively women. How could he resist it? He was instantly thrown into the bed, allowing more than ten women to take off and scatter, trapped in the beautiful ocean.

It was faintly visible that among the more than ten white figures in the tent, you could still hear Zhong Yao's crying and complaining pain.
Chapter completed!