Chapter 66: Sir, please follow me out of the mountain!

  "Yes!" Hu Che'er dismounted his horse and walked over in big strides, thinking to himself that Master had come to Cai Lao's residence, could it be that Cai Yong was the high-ranking official Master had mentioned? But that didn't seem right, this old Cai only knew how to write elegant prose, recite poetry, and compose verses, he hadn't heard of him having any strategic plans.

  Qin Feng's heart was also in a state of anxiety at this moment, thinking that he would soon face the ruthless and evil Yellow Turbans, and might even be on the verge of death. He thought about visiting Cai Yan before leaving. "This trip must be taken, wealth and honor are sought in danger." At this time, Qin Feng had long since given up his plan to become a rich man and cling to someone else's thigh, if he wanted to cling, he would cling to his own!

  "Open the door! Open the door!" Hu Che'er pounded loudly.

  The gate creaked open, and the little servant who opened it saw Hu Che'er's fierce appearance and thought of the Yellow Turbans' chaos outside, feeling a sudden urge to urinate. He hastily closed the door. Hu Che'er stretched out his hand and pushed the gate open again. The little servant was terrified and exclaimed: "This strong warrior, ah, sir, what do you want to do?"

  "Go quickly and report to Old Man Cai... Lord Cai Yong. My family's Qin Feng has arrived, let him come out quickly to welcome..."

  The little servant just saw Qin Feng wearing armor on a white horse outside the door. He was shocked in his heart and hurriedly said, "I'll go report it now." This person rushed all the way in, shouting all the way: "Qin Guan Shi is back, no, no, it's Qi Lang Jiang Qin Feng has arrived..."

  Qin Feng did not wait and dismounted his horse to walk in, more than half a year had passed, re-entering the Cai residence to see familiar houses with a different mood.

  "Lord Qin!"

  "Lord Qin!" The servants of the Cai household didn't dare to be slow, and they all knelt down on the ground to pay their respects. At this time last year, he was still a servant, but now look at him - a riding general with a family fortune of tens of thousands. In the hearts of these people, Qin Feng is simply a legend, a model to emulate.

  "Lord Qin!" The housekeeper Cai Lin hastily ran out from inside and knelt down to greet him.

  "Hehe, Cai Guan Jia, quickly get up." Qin Feng said kindly. It was this person who had invited him to the Cai residence in the first place, and it seemed they had a history together.

  "Lord Qin, the master is already waiting in the front hall." Cai Lin said as she stood up.

  My future father-in-law is really proud. Qin Feng, led by Cai Lin, walked into the main hall and saw Cai Yan, first bowing his hands in courtesy: "Mr. Cai has been well."

  Cai Yong was nervous while waiting, and when he saw Qin Feng come in, he thought to himself that if he brought up the agreement from two years ago, what would he do? He felt embarrassed and said, "Hehe, Zi has arrived."

  "Mr. Cai, Qin Feng is leaving for Changsha now, I'm worried about Wenji, please take care of her." At this moment, Qin Feng's face was serious.

  "You're going to Changsha! Ah......, go ahead, go ahead......, Zi Jin, I've heard that those Yellow Turbans are extremely brutal, you must be careful on this trip......" Cai Yong saw that Qin Feng didn't say anything else and let out a sigh of relief. Upon hearing the words, his face turned gloomy again, as a great Confucian scholar of the current dynasty, he was very worried about the stability of the imperial court.

  Qin Feng said a few words to his future father-in-law and then took his leave to go to the backyard to see Cai Wenji.

  "General......" As the two hugged each other, Xiaolan's eyes were red-rimmed as she backed out.

  "Wenji, I'm going to defeat those Yellow Turban bandits for my husband's sake. Once the rebellion is put down, I'll come back and marry you..." Qin Feng stroked her delicate cheek and said in a low voice.

  "A good man's ambition lies in all directions, but I hope General Qin will be careful on this trip. I'll pray for you at home...". Cai Yan actually didn't want Qin Feng to go to war at all, but she also knew that she shouldn't tie down her own man. With a red face, Cai Yan closed her eyes and took the initiative to give her man, who was about to go on an expedition, his first kiss.

  ……

  "Goodbye, goodbye......" Qin Feng bid farewell to Cai Yan, carrying with him a hint of fragrance on his lips and a sense of anticipation for the future in his heart. He rode his horse straight to the residence of Military Advisor Xun Yu. Xun Yu, courtesy name Wenruo, was from Yingchuan, Yiyang. As Cao Cao's chief advisor and meritorious subject after unifying the north, he had been known since childhood as a "king-maker". Xun Yu made many contributions in planning, secret discussions, rectification, and recommending people, earning him Cao Cao's praise as "my Zhuge Liang".

  "My dear Zifu! Master, I'm here. Come quickly to my bosom!" Qin Feng arrived at Xun Yu's mansion and said in a low voice: "Huche'er, be polite..."

  Hu Che'er's face turned red, and he bowed slightly before walking to the front gate and knocking softly. Seeing the doorman, he bowed again and said: "Quickly go and inform your master that Qin Feng, a noble from my household, has come to pay his respects."

  The black-headed and black-faced Hu Che'er was full of scars, this gentle and elegant appearance was even more frightening than when he looked ferocious. The old gatekeeper saw him and suddenly thought of the Yellow Turban bandits. With a shout, he slammed the door shut. Hu Che'er turned around to see his master's angry face and felt embarrassed in his heart. He was so angry with the gatekeeper that he almost went up and kicked the door open.

  The gate creaked open again, and the gatekeeper trembled as he said: "Qin, has Lord Qin Feng arrived?"

  "Exactly!" Hu Che'er thought to herself, if it weren't for Master's orders, she would have given him a black eye with one punch.

  "Please wait for a moment, I'll go and report to my master."

  "Junior brother is making progress..." Xun Yu personally came out to welcome Qin Feng.

  Qin Feng saw that the future military advisor had come out, and he didn't dare to be slow. He hastily dismounted his horse, cupped his hands in respect, and said: "Brother Wenruo, Qin Feng has come uninvited and is being presumptuous."

  "Where is this child from? Hurry and invite..."

  Two men arrived at the residence and sat down in the main hall, with Xun Yu asking: "Younger brother, I've been studying your 'Five Disasters of the Yellow Turbans' theory lately. What brings you to see me this time?"

  Qin Feng saw a map on Xun Yu's desk, took a deep breath, and with the acting skills he had honed over the years, his face changed dramatically as he exclaimed in a terrifying voice: "Brother Wen Ruo is unaware, but today Qin Feng received news that Generals Huangfu Song and Zhu Zan have suffered a great defeat and are now surrounded by the Yellow Turbans at Changshe..."

  "Ah...!" Qin Feng's words were indeed frightening, as if Huangfu Song was about to meet his demise. Xun Yu's mind was preoccupied with the war, and he subconsciously stood up, knocking over a table in the process, exclaiming: "Is this really true?"

  "This is indeed a repayment from a brother's trusted person, absolutely true..."

  Xun Yu pushed away the servants who came to help, hastily picked up the table and unfolded the map on it, frowning as he began to examine it... Qin Feng was curious, so he walked over and saw that it was a map of the current situation of the Yellow Turbans' battle. The entire territory of the Han Dynasty's various states were all there, with the locations of the government army and the Yellow Turbans' battles clearly marked.

  Xun Yu fell to the ground with a thud, crying out in pain: "It's all over... General Lu Zhi is in Ji Province, and there are no great generals guarding Wan City. If Huangfu Song loses to Bo Cai's troops, they will definitely join forces with Zhang Mancheng's Yellow Turbans in Wan City. At that time, the number of Yellow Turban soldiers will exceed 200,000. The imperial court has deployed troops to defend eight passes in Luoyang, dispersing our military strength. The Yellow Turbans can choose their line of march at will, and if so, the capital of the Great Han is doomed!"

  "Does the master still remember his previous words?" Qin Feng knew that the situation was like this, but things in history had a turning point. Now what he needed to do was to insert an oar before the turning point and take credit for it.

  "Huh, Zi Jin......?" Xun Yu saw Qin Feng bowing his hands in courtesy, addressing him as "Mr." and felt surprised in his heart.

  "Sir, as I said a few months ago when we were drinking and enjoying each other's company, if the Han Dynasty is in trouble, I will definitely disperse all my family's wealth and use this seven-foot body to dedicate myself to the country and die. Now, with the Yellow Turbans rebelling and the world in chaos, our people are struggling to survive, and the Han Dynasty has reached a critical juncture. I have already dispersed my family's property and formed a local militia. However, I know that I am lacking in talent and learning, and facing the vast Yellow Turban army, I only have the strength to sacrifice myself, but no strategy to defeat the enemy." Qin Feng swept his sleeve, bowed to the ground, and begged: "Sir, with your extraordinary talent, for the sake of our Han Dynasty's foundation that has lasted hundreds of years... Sir, please come out of the mountains with me!"