Chapter 34

The two months passed quickly. It was morning, and Liu Yao was helping Ju Shou handle government affairs, also taking the opportunity to learn. At this moment, Shi A walked in with an excited look on his face, "Lord, my teacher has returned."

Liu Yao was taken aback, then he said excitedly, "Oh, you mean Wang Yue, Wang Yue has returned?"

"Exactly."

"Ha ha ha, why don't you quickly let him in," Liu Yao called out.

In no time, a figure walked in, who else but Wang Yue. "Wang Yue pays respects to Lord."

Liu Yao couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental, after all, Wang Yue was one of his earliest subordinates, and they hadn't seen each other for half a year. Liu Yao quickly walked forward and helped Wang Yue up, "Please rise quickly. Zi Ru, how have you been these past six months?"

Wang Yue replied, "Lord, I have been well. The three thousand members of the secret group under my command have been fully trained and have been dispatched to various states." These days, Wang Yue had been sent by Liu Yao to Liaoxi to train the secret group. That place was desolate, making it an ideal location for training elite soldiers. Now that the training was complete, Wang Yue naturally returned.

"Thank you, Zi Ru. You have suffered a lot these years," Liu Yao said, moved.

"I am not suffering. If it weren't for Lord recognizing my talents, I would still be struggling in Luoyang. Not to mention having so many people under my command now," Wang Yue shook his head and said.

Liu Yao couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. He had promised Wang Yue an official position, which was why Wang Yue had served him, but the conditions had not yet been met. Although Wang Yue had a secret group under his command, it was still an underground force, and Liu Yao could not give Wang Yue a real official position. "Zi Ru, rest assured, when I gain power, I will definitely fulfill my promise to you," Liu Yao said firmly.

"Thank you, Lord," Wang Yue said, excitedly, then changed the topic, "Lord, I have another matter to request."

"Oh, what is it?" Liu Yao asked curiously, "As long as it is within my power, I will definitely do it."

"Lord, I have a good friend whose disciple has recently completed his training and is looking for a wise lord to establish a great cause. Therefore, I have recommended him to serve you," Wang Yue said hesitantly.

Liu Yao replied without hesitation, "Oh, is that all? No problem, let him serve under you." In Liu Yao's mind, Wang Yue's friend was also a wanderer, and his disciple would be the same, so the secret group under Wang Yue was the best place for him.

Wang Yue shook his head, "Lord, although my old friend is also a wanderer, his disciple has learned battlefield skills. Therefore, he wants to join the army, not serve under me."

"Your meaning is that he wants to join the army? Then it's fine, I will give him the position of a battalion commander," Liu Yao said, considering Wang Yue's face, a battalion commander's position was not a big deal.

Wang Yue shook his head again, "Lord, my friend's disciple has true abilities and is not someone who relies on connections to advance. Therefore, he said that Lord can test him, and if he fails, he will leave immediately."

"Oh, I am quite interested in this person. What is his name?" Liu Yao became interested, took a sip of tea, and asked curiously. There were only two types of people who could say such things: one was an ignorant and arrogant person, and the other was someone with absolute confidence in their abilities. Liu Yao leaned more towards the latter.

Wang Yue said, "Lord, this person's surname is Zhao, name Yun, and his courtesy name is Zilong. He is from Changshan."

"Spit. Cough, cough." Liu Yao directly sprayed out a mouthful of tea, choking and coughing uncontrollably.

"Lord, are you okay?" Shi A asked worriedly.

Liu Yao ignored Shi A and looked at Wang Yue in disbelief, "Zi Ru, I didn't hear clearly. Please repeat, what is the name of the person, and where is he from?"

Wang Yue, puzzled by Liu Yao's reaction, repeated, "His surname is Zhao, name Yun, and his courtesy name is Zilong. He is from Changshan."

"Is your friend known as the Spear God of Penglai, Tong Yuan?"

"Um, exactly." Wang Yue didn't expect Liu Yao to know Tong Yuan's name.

"Where is Zhao Yun now? Quickly take me to see him," Liu Yao said anxiously. Zhao Yun, another top general, in the history of the Three Kingdoms, his martial arts were definitely among the top three. Perhaps he was only below Lü Bu. Of course, if compared to the prime of Huang Zhong, it would be hard to say. After all, in history, when Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong met, Huang Zhong was already in his seventies and not as strong as he used to be.

"Lord, with your status, how can you personally go to see him? Let me bring him in," Wang Yue was puzzled by Liu Yao's excitement.

"Um, cough, cough." Liu Yao realized he had lost his composure, "You're right, Zi Ru, take him to the training ground."

"Understood."

At the training ground, Liu Yao, Shi A, Zhang Fei, Taishi Ci, and Huang Zhong were all present.

Zhang Fei, being impatient, couldn't help but speak after waiting for a while, "Lord, I am still training the troops. What do you need me for?"

Liu Yao glanced at the unhappy Zhang Fei and smiled, "Yi De, don't you love making friends with heroes? Today, I have one to introduce to you. His martial arts are not inferior to yours."

"Oh, a hero, where is he? I want to meet him," Zhang Fei grinned widely.

"There, over there," Liu Yao nodded his head, pointing in a direction.

Everyone looked in that direction and saw two figures at the entrance of the training ground. Wang Yue was in front, and behind him was a handsome young man of about seventeen or eighteen, but with a maturity beyond his years. He was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, holding a long spear, the tip of which emitted a cold, deadly glow, clearly a formidable weapon.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yun, feeling as if they were seeing Liu Yao, except that Zhao Yun lacked the nobility and authority of Liu Yao and had a bit more sharpness.

"What, just a pretty boy, what kind of hero is this?" Zhang Fei complained, judging by appearance. In his eyes, anyone who wasn't a towering, muscular man couldn't be a hero.

Liu Yao glared at him, and Zhang Fei, frightened, dared not speak again, cold sweat pouring down his face. Zhang Fei almost forgot that his lord was also a pretty boy, and this pretty boy had easily outmatched him in strength, his forte.

"Lord, Zhao Yun is here," Wang Yue said.

"Commoner Zhao Yun pays respects to the Governor."

"Hmm? Rise," Liu Yao nodded, looking Zhao Yun over, "You are Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, the disciple of the Spear God of Penglai, Tong Yuan?"

Zhao Yun replied calmly, "Exactly, my teacher is Tong Yuan."

Liu Yao, seeing Zhao Yun's composed demeanor, nodded in satisfaction, "I know about you. If you want to join my ranks, it's not impossible. I don't care about your background. As long as you can show your true abilities, I will definitely give you a significant role." Although Liu Yao knew of Zhao Yun's martial arts, if he promoted him without reason, it might cause dissatisfaction among his subordinates. But if Zhao Yun displayed extraordinary martial arts, it would silence any criticism.

"Please instruct, Lord," Zhao Yun said calmly. But in his heart, he was already very grateful to Liu Yao. Liu Yao was not someone who valued background, and this alone made Zhao Yun have a good impression of him.