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Chang'an City.

In a rather dilapidated courtyard.

A handsome man listened to the quiet voice outside.

He sighed softly.

"Alas."

He had heard that Qin Jiuan had brought people into the city.

And the Marquis's wife had also entered Qin Jiuan's Meiwu.

There is still no news.

I think she has been taken in by that person.

And until now, Qin Jiuan has not sent anyone to find him.

Give him a position.

I think it is not complicated.

Maybe he forgot that he had recommended himself to Qin Jiuan.

Or maybe he had said it.

But Qin Jiuan felt that he was a nobody and didn't care about him.

Rejected the Marquis's recommendation.

But Zhao Yun didn't care too much about any of them. "Two "two seven zero" seven zero"

He has gotten used to it.

He took his fellow villagers to join Gongsun Zan before.

He has never been valued by Gongsun Zan.

Although he met a man named Liu Bei who appreciated and valued him.

But Gongsun Zan is still there.

Even if the other party does not value him.

Zhao Yun is unwilling to betray the other party and join another master.

It happened that his brother died again.

He used it as an excuse to go home to mourn.

It was not until now that Gongsun Zan was defeated and died.

He left his hometown again.

He planned to find another hero to be loyal to and make achievements.

He was also prepared for others to not value him like Gongsun Zan.

And he had no complaints about the Marquis.

Even if she was not the wife of the old master.

When he saw foreigners trying to humiliate Han women and kill Han men.

He would also take action.

And escorting the other party to safety was what he, as a minister of his old master, should have done.

Now his duty has been completed.

That Qin general had no intention of seeing him.

Zhao Yun knew that it was time for him to leave.

He calmly went to the backyard.

He led the horse.

He left the dilapidated courtyard.

And went outside the courtyard.

After walking for a while, Zhao Yun couldn't help but look back at the courtyard where he had lived for a few days.

He couldn't help but sigh.

There was a hint of loneliness that was hard to conceal on his face.

A martial arts skill.

He was familiar with military books.

Since he was a child, his dream was to achieve success on horseback.

But now he is almost thirty years old.

But he was still in a daze.

There was not even a monarch willing to take him in.

Zhao Yun smiled and shook his head.

He sighed.

Just when he was about to leave.

But he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves.

Zhao Yun looked up.

Then he saw a handsome and heroic man.

He was holding a beautiful woman in his arms.

He was riding towards this side.

Behind him were dozens of elite cavalrymen riding white horses and wearing silver-white armor, with an imposing manner.

Zhao Yun recognized the beautiful woman in the arms of the heroic and majestic man.

It was the widow of Gongsun Zan whom he had escorted all the way to Chang'an.

Madam Hou.

Although he did not recognize who the man holding Madam Hou was.

But seeing that the other party was actually hugging Madam Hou.

Behind him were those elite white horse knights.

Naturally, he understood the other party's identity.

And seeing this scene.

Zhao Yun realized something.

His breathing was a little rapid for a while.

Also a little unbelievable.

Subconsciously he pulled his horse to the side of the road to make way.

"General Zhao!"

Before he could make any move.

Zhao Yun heard Madam Hou shouting loudly.

My emotions were fluctuating.

I didn't know what to do.

And Qin Jiuan had already ridden in front of Zhao Yun.

He didn't care about Madam Hou who was leading the way in his arms.

He got off the horse.

He walked directly in front of Zhao Yun.

He grabbed his hand.

After carefully looking at him, he smiled and said.

"Are you the Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, who has protected me all the way?"

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Yun came back to his senses.

He guessed the other party's identity.

He felt a little uneasy.

"Hahaha."

Qin Jiuan laughed a few times and then thanked: "Fortunately, I arrived in time."

"Where is Zilong going now?"

Zhao Yun naturally couldn't say that he thought Qin Jiuan didn't want to use him.. ........

Just thought about leaving and looking for a job somewhere else.. ........

Half changing the subject, half confirming: "Who is the general?"

"Look at my memory."

Qin Jiuan slapped his head and smiled and said: "I was too excited to see Zilong."

"I forgot to introduce myself for a moment."

"I am Qin Jiuan."

"It's the person that the lady of the marquis you are escorting is looking for."

Although he had guessed the other party's identity a long time ago.

But after hearing the other party's admission, Zhao Yun still felt a little dizzy.

He thought that he would work under Qin Jiuan.

——He is not a fool who knows nothing.

He has also heard of Qin Jiuan's reputation.

He also knows that the lady he is escorting wants to find Qin Jiuan.

She probably wants to become Qin Jiuan's woman.

With the beauty of the Marquis's wife.

It should not be a problem.

And since he is escorting the Marquis's wife all the way here, she will be of some use.

I have thought about it.

If Qin Jiuan only gave me a position for my contribution in escorting the Marquis’ wife.

and did not want to use me.

I would politely refuse.

And in his imagination, Qin Jiuan would at most send someone to find me.

Maybe he would not even see me.

Just let that person take me and give me a position.

He would never have thought.

Qin Jiuan would actually come to find me in person.

5.9

For a moment.

It made Zhao Yun’s head dizzy again.

After that, he could not remember the polite words Qin Jiuan said.

"Zilong, look."

"This is one of my most elite cavalrymen."

"What do you think?"

Zhao Yun came back to his senses.

At this moment.

He and Qin Jiuan were standing on the stage.

There were three thousand armored cavalrymen standing below.

Everyone was wearing silver-white armor that reflected the light under the dim sunset.

Everyone was tall and strong.

They exuded a spirit of bravery that only veterans of hundreds of battles could have.

"Zilong."

Qin Jiuan held Zhao Yun with one hand and pointed at his three thousand white horse volunteers below with the other.

He smiled and asked, "What do you think of my cavalry?".