Only then did the general's eyes fall on Pei Xiu again, with amusement in his eyes.

"Prodigy? Underachieving leader?"

There was one person in the Han Dynasty who deserved to be called a "backward leader".

Therefore, there is no reason for the general not to pay attention to this person.

"If he is really a backward leader, then he should be a backward leader trained by the Pei family. Even if he is not in Wenxi City, he should be in Anyi City. How could he be in a place like Wuzhai in the countryside?"

the general asked with some suspicion.

Seeing that the thief seemed to have heard of his reputation, Pei Xiudeng immediately became energetic and explained quickly:

"I dare not hide it from the general. Although Xiu has a bad reputation, her biological mother is from a humble background and is not favored by her aunt. She is often treated like a maid, serving tea and meals to the guests."

"During the chaos in Hedong, all the direct descendants of the Pei family rushed to the city early, and those who were left behind were just collateral. I couldn't bear to abandon my mother here, so I stayed with her."

Having said this, he lifted up his robe, prostrated and saluted:

"General Xiuguan's behavior is very different from that of ordinary thieves. He should be a sensible person and know right from wrong. Xiu does not dare to speak righteous words, but only asks the general to fulfill Xiu's filial piety. However, his mother has suffered, and Xiu is willing to accept it on his behalf.

"

"He is a truly filial son, but why did the Pei family abandon such beautiful jade outside the city?"

The general smiled slightly and his eyes fell on his grandmother.

The woman may have been frightened, and her body shrank involuntarily. Although there was dirt on her face, if you look closely, you can see that she has a beautiful appearance.

Seeing the general paying attention to her, she did not dare to hide anymore, lowered her head and bowed her skirt.

The so-called humble background is only for aristocratic families.

For those with mud legs, this kind of woman is the goddess they will never get in this life.

"Is your mother literate?"

"Go back to the general, be a little proficient in writing and calligraphy, and be able to read some words."

"That's easy to talk about." The general smiled and turned around and said, "Here comes someone!"

"exist."

"Put this mother and son into the unmarried camp."

"promise."

Before leaving, the general said meaningfully to Pei Xiu:

"There are many female dependents in the Unmarried Camp, and they usually do the work of boiling water, cooking, and washing. You and your mother can stay there without anyone disturbing you."

"Don't think about escaping. Now the Hedong soldiers are causing trouble, and there are wars everywhere. You just met me. If you meet other rebels, hehe..."

Pei Xiu still didn't understand what the general said, so he quickly bowed and saluted:

"Thank you, General."

He heard clearly that it was a female family member, not a female camp, and since he could still follow his mother, he shouldn't have to worry about his mother's safety for the time being.

Although I don’t want to commit myself to a thief, is there any other way at the moment?

And he also knew that the general in front of him was not trying to scare him.

Other villages were broken down and women were brutally humiliated. This was a common practice.

As for disembowelment and massacre of the whole village, it is just a common thing.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Hedong today is a ghost land on earth.

The wealthy and aristocratic families that used to be so high and mighty in the past have now fallen into the ghost realm and are suffering.

In the past, they regarded the mud legs as two-legged beasts, but now their feet were trampling all the bones of a wealthy family.

This is a rebellion and a reckoning.

It's just that the scale of the resistance is a bit large and the degree of liquidation is a bit deep...

In this rebellion and reckoning, a certain country bumpkin just poured two barrels of oil on dry firewood that could explode with just a spark, and threw a torch...

After pouring oil and throwing torches, he began to sit by the river and fish.

Anyway, it's not him who's anxious, and it's not him who's in pain.

It may take more than ten years to transform a noble family, but it may also only take more than ten days.

It depends on whether you plan to reform your mind or your body.

As for the Hedong Rebellion, it has been more than two months since General Guan entered Hedong.

Not to mention that under the cover of this military chaos, there is some kind of long-planned precise transformation, which may be more efficient...

"Junhou, Junhou, we were wrong, we never dare to do it again!"

Several village elders looked up to the virtuous people, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the background by the river. Those who didn't know it thought they were worshiping the river god.

But I saw that their foreheads were covered with blood, but they seemed to be unaware of the pain. They were praying devoutly, but their voices were too sad and they kept crying:

"Please send troops to put an end to the chaos in Hedong. The people of Hedong would like to thank you for your great kindness..."

"Why are you making so much noise! ​​It scared away all my fish!"

Feng Junhou, who was sitting on the horse, shouted impatiently, "If you cry again, I will throw you into the river to feed the fish!"

I pulled back the fishing line and found that the bait on the hook was gone again.

"Damn it, am I going to join the Air Force today?"

Governor Feng was in an extremely bad mood.

I didn’t understand what the air force was. Those village elders looked up to the talents, but they didn’t dare to shout loudly, lest they scare Feng Junhou’s fish away again, so they could only lower their voices and murmured in tears:

"I beg you to send troops, I beg you to send troops..."

"Send out troops, send out soldiers! I am the governor of Liangzhou in the Han Dynasty, but I am just the Shu prisoner you call me."

Governor Feng didn't even look back. He baited the fishhook and cursed, "Why don't you go to your King of Wei and find me, a Shu prisoner, to help you quell the chaos?"

"The prince is the king's master, and the prince is the king's master! In the past, we were blinded by lard and did not realize that the king's master was coming. We were wrong, we were really wrong..."

Chiang Ji’s tens of thousands of troops and Sima Yi’s hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers are all lies!

inability!

waste!

your humble servant!

Useless!

…

Master Wang, Master Wang, you damn master, whoever can save Hedong is Master Wang.

That's right, the Feng Ghost King in front of you, ah, no, he is Feng Junhou, or Master Wang. Now only he can save Hedong from the ghost realm on earth.

Otherwise, Hedong is just a county, and no matter how thick the foundation is, it will not be able to withstand such torment, and everyone's roots will be dug up.

Governor Feng didn't care about them, he just wanted to fish now.

Seeing the fish float move, he immediately concentrated his attention.

After a while, the fish float that was supposed to sink floated on the water again and regained its composure.

Feng Jishi clicked his tongue, raised the line and took a look. Sure enough, the bait was gone again.

"Cao!"

He was so angry that he threw away the fishing rod, stood up, and turned to look at the village elders.

"Which of you knows how to fish? If you catch a river carp for me, I will send troops to save a county. If you catch a few fish, I will save several counties. I will never break my promise."

"ah?"

Everyone was stunned.

What is this condition?

"Ah what? No one knows how to fish?"

Governor Feng was immediately disappointed, "Forget it."

"I'll come, I'll come!"

"Junhou, I can!"

"Junhou, I have been learning fishing since I was ten years old. I will never disappoint you!"

The village elders who had come to realize that they had received such a sudden hope, they all had no manners to show for it, and they all scrambled to get there.

"Okay, you come first!"

Governor Feng pointed at the guy who claimed to have been fishing since he was ten years old, "If you really catch a fish, I will send troops to rescue your county first."

A fisherman is never an air force!
Chapter completed!