Jia Xu didn't stay in Shi's house for long, although he persuaded Shixie, he didn't think it was a big deal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared with Xi Zhicai's record in Northern Xinjiang, where is it going? Just like the lord once said: People must have pursuits and ideals, otherwise there is no difference between them and salted fish. By the way, what kind of fish is salted fish?

He thought very clearly, if he really couldn't get caught, then expose his identity.

The army pressed the border, and even the district family, which had been in rebellion for a long time, did not dare to kill themselves. What if you do it? Then you can only blame yourself for your bad life. There is still a long way to go to change the fate of the Jia family.

Jia Xu didn't know, he left with his front foot, and several people came to Shixie's living room.

"You remember, my father died early, and there are only four of us brothers in the family, and there are not many scholars, so we must be united." He is actually fierce, and he is a first-class martial artist.

"As long as there is no trouble within us, no one can bring us down." Shi Xie's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"What about Zhao Yun?" On the side, his younger brother Shiwu Dao Erlang said locally.

"Liu Hong can't do it!" Shi Xie said sharply: "Compromise with Luoyang, then our Shi family will lose the opportunity forever." Have you ever tasted those precarious days? I've spent every day like that all these years. ”

"I originally thought that the apprentice Liu Ziqi was the bloodline of the Heavenly Family and the leader of the scholars, but who knew that the scholars were vulnerable in front of the emperor and eunuchs. People are swords, I am fish and meat, and I am waiting to be killed by them in Luoyang. ”

"Xiao Wu, you're embarrassed to say it." Shi Xie taught: "You have wasted so many medicinal materials before you become a martial artist." If you don't practice well, you go to find a woman all day long, and you don't have a man and a woman at home, so you try to find it outside. ”

"Look at your nephew, Shi Di, Shi Yi, Shi Hui, Shi Gan, Shi Song, even the youngest Kuang'er is stronger than you!"

"The family that participated in snatching Yan Zhao's flavor will be destroyed!" Shi Xie commanded: "All traces of all involvement are removed. ”

"Daddy, the concubine of the Zhang family is my concubine!" Shi only disagreed.

"Even if your mother's family participates, it must be destroyed, the Zhao family can even defeat the Hu people, and Jiaozhou can't stop them." Shi Xie said coldly: "Think I don't know what you want to do? It's nothing more than wanting to make refined salt. ”

"How many families in the Central Plains have tried, and we can't waste our energy on that."

The emperor loves his eldest son, the people love his son, and Shiwu is his father's most beloved son. The son doesn't say anything about his father, can he still say that because of his father, he spoiled Shiwu like this?

The ancestral home of the Shi family is in Sili Lu Hun, when Wang Mang is in power, the world's righteous army rises up, and wars are still frequent in various places.

By chance, his ancestors saw that a chaotic army had broken through the local Haoqiang, followed in, and found the guidance technique abandoned by the rebels, and escaped with his family, until he stopped in Jiaozhou.

In Shixie's generation, it is the sixth generation of the Shi family, and his father Shici is nothing in the eyes of the Central Plains. The country will fall, and if the scholars can't take advantage of the opportunity to rise, they can only be buried.

The wind blowing in early autumn is not cold on the body, but with a hint of coolness, and in the scorching heat of Lingnan, you can't feel the change of seasons.

It's just that when the battle was there, the people on both sides of the Qinshui River watched the excitement from afar. Calm had long since returned, and no one around the barracks dared to come and disturb them.

The Han people have been in this area for a long time, so long that everyone mistakenly thinks that they are the aborigines here. Actually, those barbarian tribes are, but they have been driven to the remote mountains.

Those people also often come down to the mountains to buy all kinds of necessities, and the most common thing is salt.

The ferry can send two people for one penny, and if you add horses, it costs one penny for one horse.

Zhao Yun's master and servant did not wear armor, but fortunately, his bearing was extraordinary, otherwise the ship boss would definitely have to charge more.

The left bank of Qinshui is much lower than the right bank, and I don't know what is going on, but there is also a market, near the foot of the mountain, the terrain is a little higher, and it looks much more prosperous than the one on the right.

As soon as he got off the boat, Zhao Yun jumped onto Feiyun, and Zhao Dezhu hurriedly rode his horse as well.

Cao Cao's military camp was still as heavily guarded as before, and there was a sound of heha in the school field.

The sergeant guarding the camp must have known the marshal, and when the two arrived, they stood straight.

"See the big handsome!" Within the Cao army, there must be their own way of communication, and Cao Cao took people at the door of the tent.

"You don't have to be polite." Zhao Yun dismounted, supported himself in the air, and walked in first.

"Mengde, are you all ready?" He sat down and looked at the crowd with beaming faces.

"Yes, Dashuai, Miaocai and Zilian go." The smile on Cao Cao's face couldn't be suppressed.

Xiahou Yuan is indeed a rare general, but Cao Hong's kid is a killer.

If he hadn't ordered that night, there would have been no two or three thousand casualties, and the army would not have been able to stay for so long.

Perhaps knowing what Zhao Yun was thinking, Xiahoudun on the side was a little uncomfortable.

He not only slashed Lin Tao with a knife, but also chased and killed him all over the mountains with his soldiers, leaving not a single prisoner.

"Yuan Rang, the captive is so wow." Zhao Yun didn't blame: "Barbarians grew up in the mountains and forests since they were children, and it is not a problem to cross mountains and mountains. Those rough and heavy work are handed over to them, and the auxiliary soldiers can also draw some good seedlings to become regular soldiers. ”

"Dashuai, don't those barbarians want to eat?" Cao Ren was almost an adult, as tall as Cao Cao, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Net talking about children," Zhao Yun smiled slightly: "All born have to eat and sleep." The life of the barbarian is hard, as long as you give him a bowl of full rice to eat, the work is even more powerful than that of the Han people. ”

It's not that the auxiliaries can't do it, everyone is in conscription, grinding foreign workers all day long, and the efficiency is low.

Seeing that the people in the big tent, including Cheng Yu, a wise man, were also confused, Zhao Yun explained: "Of course, everything must be our own perfection as the first priority. threatens the lives of us and our brothers, and kills them. ”

"Lay down your arms and those who are not threatening, God has the virtue of a good life, and it is good to take prisoners."

He sensed it slightly, Cao Yun and Xiahou Meng were immediately alert, but fortunately, they were familiar with each other, so they relaxed.

Cao Cao prepared well, 5,000 soldiers slept in the tent, and Xiahou Yuan meditated with Cao Hong.

In the bazaar, there are the most snacks sold. The barbarians who bare their breasts don't ask the price, they take a fried cake or something, and throw a hare as a fee.

An old fisherman has a good business today, and the pots and barrels are full of at least two catties of fish. Those who were less than two pounds, he took them out of the fishing nets and released them.

It's a pity that his place is not good, not far from the river, and the barbarians want to come here, and almost all the things they should buy have been bought.

"Old man, I didn't bring much with you today." Two barbarians walked over.

"Don't sell it, you say you will give it next time, and you owe me again and again. The old man's fish will not be sold to you even if they are poured back into the river. "The old fishermen were resolute.

"I'm sorry for you!" A short brute went to carry the basin, and the tall one carried the bucket.

"Put it down!" The old fisherman was so frightened that he stepped forward and grabbed the hem of the tall man's clothes tightly, and if there was really a dispute, even the villagers didn't care.

There was a "stab" sound, and the hem of the dress was ripped off.

"You old immortal!" The tall barbarian lowered the barrel and kicked the old man half a foot away.

He picked up the bucket and walked forward. The Han people in the distance and near pointed and pointed, but none of them came forward.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun saw this scene in his eyes, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Preferential treatment of barbarians is to give them the same treatment as the Han people, not to let them ride on their heads." ”

Zhao Dezhu stepped forward and raised his knife in his hand. Two human heads rolled on the ground. (To be continued.) )