"Fuyi barbarian Rong Di, it is called the four yi, the system of nine services, and the land is going to be barren."

"With its incomprehensible language, strange laws and customs, different types, and often different hearts."

"However, among the four razors, Xirong is even worse, his nature is greedy, fierce and unkind, he often attacks my Qin land, slaughters my compatriots, plunders my people, and does all kinds of evil."

"As for the last Taishou, the expropriation was tyrannical, the people were injured and abused, Xirong took advantage of the intermittent time, he was able to enter the Qin land, the city was broken, the territory was not solid, the homes of millions of people were destroyed, and the wives were scatter......ed."

"Within China, how can foreign enemies be rampant, blood and hatred, the big husband, can sit idly by!"

"Today, when this official arrives, thinking of the shame of the past, and grieving in his heart, I hereby use this letter to tell the people of Qindi, hold the army, take away the murderers, collect my lost land, build my homeland, and return it to my ......ancestral hall."

This letter was sent in the name of Xiao Yuan Qinzhou Taishou.

Even if the people are illiterate, they are literate and recite in front of the notice.

For a while, Qin Di was boiling.

Especially the original people of the twelve cities, their parents, wives and children, were mostly slaughtered to death when Xirong broke the city, and their generations and ancestral tombs were in those twelve cities, and now their homes are occupied by Xirong.

How many young and strong, all those who have blood, are eager to join the army.

The place of recruitment is like a bazaar.

Shangguan Wenruo's analysis is correct, in Xiao Yuan's personal name, it is more effective than the official document of the state government, because he already has prestige among the people of Qin.

Xiping County, a small border village.

In the dilapidated hut, a tall, burly, resolute-looking man was kneeling in front of the bed.

On the bed, there was an old woman, who seemed to be sick, she raised her thin right hand, and stroked the man's cheek with difficulty, revealing a strong distress in her old eyes: "Son, my mother knows, you have great ambitions since you were a child, you want to join the army, make contributions, but you have not been able to let go of being a mother, these years, it is your mother who has dragged you down......"

Hearing this, the man's eyes moistened: "Mother, don't say that, it's useless, I didn't honor you properly." ”

This person's name is Xu Hu, and he is a well-known local filial son.

In that year, Xirong broke the city of Twelve, he killed the enemy behind his mother's back, and in the midst of the ten thousand armies, he fought a bloody road, and in this area, it was widely praised.

His father and siblings all died at the hands of Sijon, and he had long wanted to join the army, but his mother had been sick in bed, and he could not leave for filial piety.

His mother also understood her son deeply, and after seeing him say this, she changed her words and suddenly said: "Son, my mother is suddenly a little greedy, and I really want to eat a bowl of dumplings filled with fine meat." ”

"Okay, mother, you wait, I'll get it." Xu Hu didn't think much about it, and after wiping his tears, he immediately got up and left here.

For his filial piety, his mother understands it very well, and their family is poor, it is good to have a full meal, where can I find meat dumplings.

And the reason why his mother said this was just to take him away.

When she was gone, the old woman got up with all her might, and with a trembling rope on the beam, she climbed up on the stool and kicked down.

She did this, undoubtedly because she didn't want to drag down her son anymore, and she knew her son's ambition in his heart, but with her dragging, with her son's filial piety, how could she leave half a step.

The old woman committed suicide by hanging from a beam, Xu Hu didn't know that at this time, he was still trying to find a way to find that bowl of dumplings for his mother.

When he returned home with a bowl of hot dumplings, he shouted happily before he entered the door: "Mother, the dumplings are here!" ”

No one answered, and as Xu Hu walked in quickly, followed by a 'clang'.

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and Xu Hu also knelt on the ground all of a sudden, crying out sadly: "Mother-"

The man didn't flick when he had tears, but that day, the iron-clad man cried heartbreakingly.

When the villagers heard the news, they rushed to gather at the door of Xu Hu's house, many people shook their heads and sighed, and some people began to comfort them kindly.

After lying on his mother's corpse and crying for a while, Xu Hu also stood up, and then faced the villagers and elders, knelt down with a puff, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since my mother and son have come here, thanks to the care of all the villagers, now the old mother has gone, in order to bury the body, Xu Hu is willing to sell the old cattle in the family, share it with everyone, and ask everyone for help!" ”

As he spoke, he immediately began to kowtow.

As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees, but for a dutiful son like Xu Hu, it is obvious that being able to bury his mother in a beautiful way is more important than anything else.

Seeing him like this, a group of villagers also hurriedly stepped forward to help him, and one of the old men sighed lightly: "Alas, people can't be resurrected after death, Huzi, don't be too sad, don't be too sad, don't worry, we are all villagers in the township, everyone can contribute money, and those who can't contribute will definitely bury your mother." ”

"Thank you! Thank you! Xu Hu wept again.

This matter was quickly handled, and with the help of the villagers, Xu Hu also buried his mother.

But although everyone didn't want Xu Hu's money, the latter still took out the old cow in the family and found Zhang Dahu in the city.

Hearing that he was going to sell cattle, Zhang Dahu didn't ask much, so he readily agreed.

Subsequently, Xu Hu got some money, returned to the village, went door to door, and distributed it to the villagers.

Everyone naturally pushed back, but Xu Hu couldn't help but say, put down the money and left.

But just one day later, an interesting thing happened.

His old cow, who seemed to know the way, was sold to Zhang Dahu, and somehow ran back by himself.

At this time, Xu Hu could actually sell it again, but he didn't do it, but pulled the old cow to return it to Zhang Dahu.

As a result, the old cow didn't follow, and he just didn't leave.

Xu Hu was furious, dragged his tail, and pulled the old cow to Zhang Dahu's house with one hand.

You know, it's a big buffalo, in a tough situation, how powerful it is, but it was pulled backwards by Xu Hu and retreated, mooing.

At this time, one person and one cow, there were more and more onlookers on both sides, Zhang Dahu also rushed out when he heard the news, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but be shocked, and couldn't help but step forward and said in a trembling voice: "The strong man is really a god." ”

"What a god! I'm just a civilian! Xu Hu said a word, and dragged the old cow to Zhang Dahu, and said bluntly: "This old cow ran back again, and now I will send it to you." ”

"This and this, this ......" Zhang Dahu was shocked, and said again and again: "Strong man, why is this, this cow, don't be here." ”

He was shocked by Xu Hu's divine power and was a little scared.

When Xu Hu heard this, he said in a sullen voice: "Since you have paid me money, then this cow is naturally yours, and now it has been delivered, and I have taken my leave." ”

As he spoke, he turned and left.

It is not difficult to see his character and character.

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