There are two ways to go from the Cao family manor on the banks of the Luoshui River in Yanshi to the Xiaoqi Camp military camp in Beimang Mountain. One is to return to Luoyang City, go around from the east of Luoyang City to the north of the city, and then go to the Xiaoqi Military Camp. The other is from

Yanshi headed north, reached Shouyang Mountain, then turned westward, along the southern foot of Beimang Mountain to reach the Xiaoqi Army Camp.

In terms of distance, the two roads are slightly farther than the Luoyang road, but the road is wide and flat. Cao Liang usually chooses to take the Luoyang road, but today he went north on a whim.

In the drizzle, the road seemed very muddy, so Cao Liang had to walk slowly. Before leaving, he and Fang Bu each put on a raincoat to protect themselves from the wind and rain.

Although this road is not very wide, there are usually a lot of people coming and going, with busy traffic and constant traffic. Today, it is raining, but there are few pedestrians and it is very empty.

It's just that the road conditions were bad and muddy. Even Cao Liang's horse kept slipping and couldn't run at all.

This made Cao Liang miss those asphalt roads in later generations, which were smooth and clean, and smooth and smooth even on rainy days. Like now, the roads are dusty in the sky, and the concrete roads are bumpy in rainy days.

Not far away, Cao Liang felt a little regretful. If he had known better, he would not have taken a shortcut. Then he would have taken the official road in Luoyang. The road condition of this small road was too bad. In the suburbs of the imperial capital, the road was not well repaired.

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However, after walking for more than ten miles, Cao Liang seemed a little unwilling to look back now, so he simply kept going forward. He wanted to see if walking further forward would make it easier.

However, things went against expectations. As the rain became heavier and heavier, the road conditions only became worse. The carriage in front got stuck in a mud pit and could not get out.

This is a relatively simple carriage, the carriage is made of ordinary willow wood, the paint is mottled, and it looks a bit old. The coachman is waving his whip vigorously, beating the thin old horse, trying to get out of the mud pit.

Climb out.

The old horse made a mournful neighing sound and rushed forward with all its strength, but the wheel on the left side behind it was deeply sunk, and the entire carriage was tilted severely. The wheels were slipping badly. Even if the old horse tried harder, the carriage would not

Still didn't rush out, but fell deeper and deeper.

At this time, the passenger in the carriage jumped out of the car. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed in simple clothes, but very neat and clean. He looked at the muddy road, hesitated, and jumped off.

The car, a pair of black soap shoes was immediately covered with mud.

But he couldn't care about anything else at the moment. He immediately ran to the back of the car and tried his best to push the car.

The wheels were sunk so deeply that most of the wheels were stuck in the mud. Even if the middle-aged man tried his best, he could not move the carriage at all.

The rain fell quickly and heavily, and soon the middle-aged man was soaked to the skin. The wheels kept slipping and spinning, splashing countless mud particles, all of which fell on him, making him miserable.

He pushed the car desperately, using all his strength, even the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his head was full of water, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat.

He was panting heavily and seemed desperate.

At this moment, he saw a pair of white hands resting on the carriage, and a magnetic man's voice said: "Come on, let's push together."

The middle-aged man was a little stunned. He turned his head and saw a young and handsome smiling face. The middle-aged man was quite touched. This was a timely help.

"Thank you... thank you." The middle-aged man stuttered a little.

Cao Liang smiled and said nothing, but worked hard to push the cart with the middle-aged man.

With the help of Cao Liang and Fang Bu, the carriage was finally pushed out. There was still strength in numbers.

"I'm...so...so...thank you so much!" The middle-aged man seemed a little incoherent, and his speech became more and more stuttering. However, it can be seen that his gratitude is sincere, without the help of Cao Liang and Fang Bu.

, it is very likely that he will be trapped here today.

"It's just a little effort." Cao Liang waved his hand freely, but at the moment of waving, a large piece of mud flew out from his cuff.

This is really embarrassing. Looking at the mud all over my body, I feel like I was fished out of the mud, with no grace at all.

Helping others is a good thing, but Cao Liang didn't expect to put himself in such a mess. It seems that he doesn't want to turn back. With the current situation, how can he get to Xiaoqi Camp?

The middle-aged man noticed that Cao Liang was wearing a brocade coat under his coir raincoat. Looking at Cao Liang's behavior, he concluded that Cao Liang was a noble man who could jump off his horse and help push the cart in the mud pit.

, it’s really valuable.

The middle-aged man looked grateful and warmly invited Cao Liang to his carriage to change clothes.

Cao Liang thought that it was indeed difficult to see people with this appearance, so he got in the car and changed his clothes.

Although the middle-aged man stuttered, he was warm-hearted. Cao Liang couldn't help but think of Ma Jun. Ma Jun also stuttered and had difficulty speaking, but was clever and crafty and could be called the best craftsman in the world.

During the chat, Cao Liang asked the middle-aged man's name. The middle-aged man raised his hands and said in greeting: "My surname is... Deng, Ming Ai, and my courtesy name is Shi... Shi Zai, no... I don't know how to call Mr. Ru...?"

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Cao Liang was startled. Damn it, I can't stop this good luck. Today he took such a bad road on a whim. He was still complaining, but he didn't expect that he accidentally bumped into Deng Ai. How could it be that he bumped into Deng Ai?

Isn't it possible that God's will is arranging it somewhere?

Deng Ai, whoever he is, will be familiar to anyone who has read the Three Kingdoms. He was a famous general in Cao Wei and the first hero in the destruction of Shu. Although his final end was somewhat tragic, it did not damage his reputation at all.

The glorious feat of crossing seven hundred miles of Yinping's dangerous path, running thousands of miles to defeat Shu, and defeating Shu in one fell swoop has been regarded as a classic example of a sneak attack by later generations.

Some people may say that Deng Ai's success is accidental, but behind the accident, there are inevitable factors. Deng Ai thought what ordinary people dare not think of, and planned what ordinary people dare not think of. Only by winning by surprise can he achieve immortal achievements.

At this time, Deng Ai was probably just an unknown petty official. Cao Liang did not expect that such a chance encounter would lead to him bumping into him.

If Cao Liang didn't help push the cart, he would just pass Deng Ai by.

Fortunately, Cao Liang saw Deng Ai encountering difficulties and jumped off his horse to help him. Good intentions will eventually be rewarded!

Cao Liang couldn't help but sigh with emotion. This fate really knows how to play tricks on people. The meeting with Deng Ai turned out to be so dramatic.
Chapter completed!