Looking forward to the stars and the moon, it was considered to have left Wang Hou, the plague god. As the governor of Yongzhou, with his official position, he could finally do something to increase his power. However, Sima Yi was a little unhappy. He sent Shangguan Cavalry at the gate of the city. When he turned around, he held his fists helplessly at the third young master Cao who was almost stuck on his butt like a hooligan.

"Young Master, I wonder what I Zhongda has to do with you?"

"Oh! Isn't this a goodbye to my brother-in-law? You are busy even though you are dead! I have nothing to do!"

Looking at Cao Zhang's smile on his face in surprise, shook his head helplessly, and clasped his fists, Sima Yi turned over his carriage and walked towards the already worn Chang'an Mansion. However, Cao Zhang turned over and followed behind his butt.

In the old signing room, most of the Guanzhong knives in the old days were there, but a lot of bamboo slips were thrown there like garbage. Many of them were moldy and difficult to tell. I blew the dust on it and spread my sleeves comfortably. Sima Yi was about to read it, but suddenly heard the sound of coughing by being choked outside the window by ash. He raised his head in surprise and happened to see Mr. Cao covering his nose while shimmering.

"There are rats! Before my brother-in-law returned to Liao, he handed over the mouse-catching work to this young master!"

"You are busy with the Dead Sponsor! I will catch the rat! I won't bother you!"

He shook his head helplessly, but he really ignored Cao Zhang. He lowered his head and explained these old scripts seriously.

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I stayed in the signing room for a whole morning, and after lunch, Lord Sima was full of majestic family! He squatted into the thatched cottage and was trying hard! Suddenly, he stretched out a hand from outside the door.

"Do you want toilet paper?"

Almost no one staggered into the pit. Seeing that the third son of Cao was rising again, Sima Yi's eyes were almost inflamed, but he did not have the awareness of being disgusted by thousands of people. Cao Zhang looked at his head with a smile on his face.

"Before my brother-in-law returned to Liao, I handed over the hygiene work of the government to me! Don't you have to do toilet paper? You continue, let's say goodbye!"

Looking at Cao Zhang who had retracted his head from the cottage again, Sima Yi's old face turned green. Cao Zhang pinched his nose and walked a few steps before he heard a particularly angry gurgle sound from behind!

"Well, on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month and a certain day, Sima's old thief sent a signal to the traitor of the Kanto family in the thatched cottage!"

After brushing the brush, Cao Zhang took out his small notebook and wrote it down.

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In the middle of the night, the bathroom! The rich gentry are still very diligent in bathing and burning incense these days, and the same is true for Sima Yi. At night, he soaked in the bathtub. The old Sima thief who was in the future was comfortable and humming.

Just as he was soaking in water, an ancient bath towel and the leaves of sorghum were pushed over, and they were borne out of the way. But the next second, Sima Yi couldn't help but scream like a woman, covered his chest and thrust into the water, and then shouted in an extremely sad way.

"Three Young Master! What are you doing?"

"Oh, before my brother-in-law turned against Liao, I handed over the official bathing work to this young master! Do you want soap beans when you die!"

"I don't need soap and suck the back and 3. Don't add water. Please let the third son make it quiet?"

He was really broken, Sima Yi started hysterically. He heard that Cao Zhang had no temper at all. He smiled and lit his head, and he really stepped out like Xiaoxi.

"Yes! Yes! Dead Sponsor, you are washing, and you will call me if you need anything!"

Seeing Cao Zhangke leaving the bathhouse, he was really broken. He looked at Bao Mao Yezi in his hand and spoke out resentment. Sima Yi threw the Yezi at hand out again and smashed it on the door. 123官网

This was so angry that he exploded, but if Sima Yi found the shiny thing facing the dilapidated second floor of the official house in his bathhouse, he would probably be even more devastated!

"This Japanese devil is so naughty!"

Holding a telescope, Lunzhi was so perverted that he licked his lips and swallowed his saliva, his eyes glared excitedly like a copper bell.

With two big and small peeping, Wang Hou went north with a relaxed heart.

The first stop was to Shaodang Qiang Village on the loess high slope. At this time, Wei Yan had been transformed into a military base by the extraordinarily digging tens of thousands of Qiang bandits. He dug half of the underground fortifications and built a permanent observation post. With extremely plastic clay, he also set up a side wall to protect the open exit of the Qiang Village on the other side.

Even if he was stationed on the Loess Plateau, he did not forget to practice. When Wang Hou arrived, the vast Qiang people's fields were walking in a neat and neat manner.

Outside the earthen wall, twenty large black pots were burned all day long, and meticulously followed Wang Hou's orders. Every day, the Han army would slaughter dozens of sheep, and cook them into porridge with sheep blood, mutton, and corn, and donate them to Qiang people who had no food to eat outside the village.

At this time, tens of thousands of Qiang people moved their homes to the canyon outside the Qiang Village. Every moment, there were long queues in front of these Han army pots to collect meat porridge and fill their stomachs. Many Qiang women were even assigned by the Han army to collect wild vegetables nearby and throw them into the porridge pot to cook them together.

As a reward, the Han army would have a separate porridge pot to distribute food to them. The remaining people could only line up to get the Han army Shengyu who used bamboo tubes to distribute porridge beside the porridge pot. He also had to abide by the rules of the Han people. Those who dared to go to the line to fight and force rob, and if they were caught, they would use a knife to cut a bloody cut on their faces. He would not have the share of porridge in the future!

Groups of Qiang people could only accept the alms of the Han army in such humiliation. Otherwise, if they entered the wasteland in December, they would have to freeze and starve to death!

No dignity!

However, this is already considered Wang Hou's kindness. If they were allowed to conquer Chang'an, the Han people near Chang'an would not even have to eat the last bite of porridge!

This is also one of Wang Hou's strategies. With this last bite and a way to survive, the 300,000 Qianghan on the loess high slope did not go crazy, and attacked south regardless of the consequences, and was tied here by Wang Hou's cow with a bull nose rope.

So this time, Wang Hou brought Wei Yan another 50,000 shi of rice and 80,000 shi of soybean meal to make rice porridge, and soybean meal raised the sheep that had lost a lot of hunger.

Due to the lack of forage feed, in the past ten days, Wei Yan had ordered the slaughter of tens of thousands of sheep in the cold winter, and the skinned naked sheep were magnificently frozen in the ground.

He instructed Wei Yan to guard this Qiang village, show off his military power to the Qiang people from time to time, and promised to give the double salary, but did not stay in the Qiang village. That day, Wang Hou continued to go north and return to the grassland.

However, Wang Hou couldn't help but look at the Qiang people, women and children who were blushing with cold face, who had not worn winter clothes, and whose arms and legs were exposed outside, and whose arms and legs were trembling, but Wang Hou couldn't help but silence helplessly.

After all, he is also a human being! If he is a human being, he will have sympathy!

After leaving the Shaodang Qiang Village, Wang Hou discovered that the tranquility here was like heaven!

Because he seized this fighter! The eastern Qiang tribes were fighting each other like enemies! Before he set out, he caught a battlefield! In the frozen loess high slope dam, thousands of Qiang people with hair and coats were hugging each other in groups and fighting fiercely! There were not enough iron tools, and they smashed each other with stones, thorned wood, and even bite them directly with teeth.

Layers of corpses have accumulated a layer on the ground!

Blood frozen into ice!

"well……"

Seeing this scene, Ji Nian fought with the border rebel Qiang, and logically speaking, Pang De, who was as deep as a sea of ​​hatred, couldn't help but sigh and shook his head heavily!
Chapter completed!