A big man came to Heishan City.

Wei He, who was dealing with government affairs in the yamen, couldn't help but report it when he heard the news.

The pen-written clerk who was writing next to him showed concern: "Sir?"

"So fast?!"

Wei He put down his pen and frowned:

"Can all the property be distributed in food?"

“Distributed.”

Hu Wan walked into the lobby:

"There are more than 13,000 households in the inner and outer cities, each household ranging from 30 kilograms to 200 kilograms, which is enough for them to support until the beginning of spring next year."

"That's good."

Wei He breathed a sigh of relief and then stood up to greet him.

As soon as he arrived outside the county government, Wang Wu walked over with a serious expression: "Those people are suspected to be from the Qingzhou army."

Qingzhou has been in chaos for many years.

The root of this is the dispute between the two people.

This Qingzhou army may not have come to quell the rebellion...

"Qingzhou Army?"

Wei He's heart suddenly became nervous.

Whether it is Qingzhou or the Ming Dynasty, the garrisons and government officials in various places are not subordinate to each other, and people should not come from the army.

Passing by?

Or come for the Purple Gold Swallowing Evil Gourd?

He only informed Jinyiwei about the news about Bao Hulu, and that others should not know...

Da da da da da ~

Wei He was confused in his heart, and he could hear the uniform sound of horse hooves coming from afar.

"It's indeed the Qingzhou Army."

Seeing the knights driving their horses, Wei He was nervous and hurried forward to greet them.

"The Jinyiwei's hands are so long."

Seeing Wei He wearing a flying fish suit, several knights immediately sneered, with a bad tone:

"Do you want to rebel if you interfere in local government affairs?!"

"Sir, the rebellion in Heishan City has not been decided, and the yamen is vacant, so I will only act as the government affairs."

Weihe is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Now, we're taking over!"

The knight shook his long whip and his tone was cold:

"As for you and the disabled behind you, you can get out!"

"you!"

Wang Wu's heart was infuriated and was about to have an attack when he was pulled by Wei He.

Wei He is neither humble nor arrogant, but his tone seems cold:

"Oh? Could General Wei want to build a military and political affairs in Qingzhou Kaifu?"

"What a courage!"

All the knights changed their faces, but they didn't expect that the Jinyiwei's words were so sharp.

The knight on his head shook his hands even more and was about to whip it down.

call!

Yuan Jingying raised his hand to stop the whip, then looked at Wei He, his tone was plain:

"Qingzhou is corrupt and bandits are rampant. Where can the general have time to interfere in government affairs? This brother said a little bit."

"If you want this yamen, please ask!"

Wei He took a step back and made way for the main entrance.

"The Jinyiwei is really full of talents."

Yuan Jingying looked at Wei He deeply and was about to drive his horse into the yamen.

Trepidation!

At this time, a long eagle cry came from the distant sky of night.

"This sound?"

"How is it possible? I heard it wrong?"

"Go, go!"

The knights changed their colors, and Yuan Jingying was also surprised.

He only looked at the sky, and whipped it on the horse's butt with a backhand.

Xilulu~

The horse was in pain and made a long neigh, leaving behind.

The other knights also turned their horses' heads one after another and left one after another.

But it's still too late.

In the night sky, the second eagle cry had already sounded.

Trepidation!

The first eagle cries was still in the distance, but the second one seemed to have come closer.

Xilulu!

It seemed that a strong wind swept down from the sky, and the horses running wildly in the inner city seemed to be frightened, neighing and screaming, almost throwing the knights on their backs off.

"Yu Fengxian!"

Yuan Jingying's face changed drastically, and she exerted force with her legs, held the horse steadily, and shouted loudly:

"Why did the commander attack?"

"Jilong Mountain is entrenched for many years, but I have not seen you go to encircle and suppress it. Liansheng Cult has been rebelling many times, but I have not seen you and I have been surrounded and killed! But I dare to provoke my Jinyiwei?"

In the night sky, huge eagle wings passed by, and no one was seen. I heard the cold shouts:

"Go back and tell Wei Zhengxian! I'm too lazy to care about his fight with Nie Wendong. But if there are any people who provoke the Jinyiwei, don't blame me for killing his head!"

Along with this high drink, there was a surging airflow.

After the conversation.

It seemed like a hurricane was slapped on the face, and more than a dozen people and horses were blown to the ground. Several people rolled and fled in a panic.

Yuan Jingying's face turned pale.

With his skills, of course, this "Big Cloud Eagle" can be blown down by spreading its wings, but he can't afford to offend this crazy woman.

Although I was furious in my heart, I could only pinch my nose and drive away.

Before leaving, he still couldn't help looking back at the night sky.

I saw a big red cloak floating on the back of the big cloud eagle with wings spreading three feet high. Below was a petite figure with red armor and red boots.

In his palm, he clearly held a moon-covering knife about a foot long.

"roll!"

A long shout made a vibrating ten miles away.

Yuan Jingying's body was shocked, and her eyes turned black by the long-lasting cry.

He could bear it, but the red horse under him could not bear such fright, and he threw himself to the ground with a long neigh.

"ah!"

Yuan Jingying fell off his horse with a "thump" sound, and his heart was so angry that he was almost crazy, but he could only leave in a mess.

...

Only when you really go out can Yang Yu know what is a vast land and sparsely populated one.

Except for some people in a few small villages, there are almost no people elsewhere, so it is better to have more people who die next to the official road.

It was not until I walked for more than ten days that I saw the sparse refugees.
To be continued...