Deng Ai was unlucky.

Deng Ai in history started at the end of the cold and worked with the Juntun homeless, but although Deng Ai was poor when he was a child, he was adopted by Wang Hou at a young age, and there were really not many opportunities to deal with the homeless farmers, and most of his contacts were the polite children of the landlord family in Liaodong College.

And no matter where the peasants, at the same time, they love to take advantage of small advantages, and sometimes they have the character defects of being careless, after all, the living materials of this era are extremely scarce, and if they do not worry about making trouble, it is difficult to live.

In this case, it is vividly reflected in the division of land! The two soldiers in charge took the length of the hemp rope and pasted it on the ground, and before they could nail down the field boundary monument carved in stone, the hundred or so peasants were already shouting.

It seems to complain that when the ground was measured just now, the soldiers did not completely drag the rope to the root.

However, the hemp rope with the scale should not have been completely dragged to the root, and Deng Ai, who has always been serious about doing things, of course did not agree, and was full of anger, so he reasoned with these farmers.

However, if one person reasoned with a hundred people, even if you were reasonable, it seemed to become unreasonable! It is also a typical performance of small peasant consciousness, this head of more than 100 people grinned with their throats, and their voices shouted one after another, messy like a beehive, completely drowning Deng Ai's voice in it, but Deng Ai's problem, when he was nervous, he loved to stumble, and his face was flushed with a little Zhengtai flavor, and his strokes were hand and foot, he was stumbling and saying that it was more difficult, and the scene seemed to be more uncontrollable.

However, standing on the official road not far away, looking at this scene, Wang Hou didn't even mean to help at all, and watched his young staff officer dancing there very unscrupulously, helplessly.

It is still the reason for the consciousness of small farmers, the more noisy and fierce the matter of dividing the land, the more attention of these prisoners of Guanzhong who are born as farmers pay more attention to the division of land and escape! Homesickness! Naturally, these other emotions are reduced, and the management cost is reduced.

So although his little disciples couldn't parry there, Wang Hou didn't mean to care.

Besides, he doesn't have the energy to help, because he has a more important task, which is to raise funds and solicit sponsorships!

Time waits for no man! When Mr. Cao left, there was only about two months of military rations left in Tongguan to supply the army! His territory, Naturalized City, is not a grain-producing area now! If it is transported, only the grain from the Liaodong Plain and the Songnen Plain of Montenegro can be supported, but by the time this part of the grain arrives, it is estimated that Guanzhong will already be starving.

Therefore, his goal has to be the division of the area occupied by Mr. Cao and the nearest merger, and Wang Hou's most important thing is to go to the merger state to raise grain, after all, there is a family from his own family, the Jinyang Wang family!

Many heroes who have risen in troubled times have relied on their families to raise them, and after so many years, it should be possible to go home and find someone to help!

"General Xiahou, Chang'an, please! If the horse thief and the Korean thief attack again, please be sure to defeat the enemy in the shallow water plain generation, don't disturb the order of the Weinan generation of Mintun, please! ”

Xiahou Yuan is the old general of the Cao family, and his seniority is much older than him, but now he has become his Wang Hou's subordinate, and he is unhappy! Especially if he still belongs to the half-listening tone, he can not listen to it! In order to spy on him Wang Hou, this master, Wang Hou also has to be coaxed by the uncle.

Full of respectful clenching fists, with a sincere look, after retracting his gaze, he asked heavily, and he didn't dare to use the verbal words that pretended to be beep.

"When I go to Jinyang to raise food, I will rebel when the food is sufficient, so as to supplement the military and civilian use!"

Fortunately, if you don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face! Although he was very uninterested in Wang Hou's big platform climbing on his head, for the sake of Mr. Cao's great cause, Xiahou Yuan still hummed arrogantly and hugged his fist.

"Daxingtai rest assured! Xiahou has a certain province! "Nest of beauties

"Thank you, Brother Xiahou!"

Pacified this capable stubborn donkey, Wang Hou was also relieved, and he hugged his fists to say goodbye, he turned over on the horse, and behind him, more than 16,000 Xianbei people who gave up the opportunity to be the local master in Guanzhong also turned over and got on the horse.

If you want to say that there are three gangs of heroes, it's really true, this kung fu, the situation of dividing the land by the Wei River has changed again, this Deng Ai was bullied, his two "uncles" naturally can't sit idly by, noisy and shouting, Cao Zhang is Liaodong standard expression grinned teeth rushed over, followed by Xu Yue, the cavalry commander who didn't talk much, behind the back, there were also more than 100 Guanzhong peasants who rolled up their sleeves and rushed angrily.

I don't know if it's an idea that Cao Zhang's head came up with, but the three Xiaoqiang will actually use their strength to fight, and they beckoned to come over These are the tenant farmers of the next piece of land, and it is estimated that the excuse is nothing more than that they occupy an extra piece, and you will occupy a piece less.

With a red face and a thick neck, with more than 100 numbers joining, the battlefield suddenly became evenly matched, and the two sides stretched their necks like big geese, and quarreled with red ears and red teeth, and there was a momentum of seven aunts and eight aunts fighting each other when the land was demolished and divided in later generations.

And these Guanzhong people still have a kind of straightforward character of the Northeast people in later generations, don't beep if you can do it, quarrel for more than a dozen sentences, roll up your arms and sleeves, and the two sides gritted their teeth and beat each other.

This head greeted each other's ancestors for eighteen generations, and one by one the Guanzhong farmers hugged each other's necks and carried each other's descendants and tossed in the mud, that head, the source of the three storms, Cao Zhang, Xu Yue and Deng Ai Sanxiaoqiang actually didn't know when to get out of the crowd, a dead wood on the side of the road looked lively, and someone sent three cups of milk tea behind.

Shaking his head dumbly, facing the rising sun, Wang Hou shook the reins of the horse again.

"Drive!"

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One or crossed the Yellow River from Pujin, passed through Hedong County into the state, and then went north, has been promoted to become the second minister of the Han Dynasty, the first real power of the foreign domain Wang Hou is unimpeded, along the way the county order Taishou did not dare to embarrass a person, so that the Xianbei army who wanted to take advantage of the topic to take the opportunity to grab a wave is particularly disappointed.

After more than ten years of this era, this is the first time Wang Hou has come home, crossed the mountains with broken terrain in Shanxi, entered the Taiyuan Basin, and looked at the Wang village not far from the city, relying on the scattered fields on both sides of the Fen River and the characteristics of the Han Dynasty, or the blue bricks and tiles or straw thatched houses, I don't know if it is the residual homesickness in this body, Wang Hou's heart can't help but tremble.

However, the Xianbei was placed far away from the horse, and walked straight to the Wang family settlement with the personal guard cavalry, and they were almost at the entrance of the village, but they didn't even see a welcome person, looking at this scene, Zhuge Ying suddenly became angry, even if she returned to Zhuge Shi, both sides of the road were sandwiched to welcome, and now Wang Hou, the general of Zhenbei, Zhaohou, returned to his hometown in Guanzhong Daxingtai, and there was not even one person to greet him, which was already a very rude thing, and she couldn't help but turn her head to Wang Congge, the leader of the guards.

"Didn't you send someone to inform you?"

"I've already sent someone to notify me three days in advance!"

It was Wang Hou's face that was lost, and he, the captain of the personal guard, was also disgraced, with a hint of annoyance in his tone, and he also shook his head gloomily.

This kung fu can be regarded as a welcome person, I haven't seen him for a long time, Wang Hou's first old housekeeper, Lao Wang Fu, with Wang Gongzi, who is also a little older, dozens of families in the house came out to welcome him.

Looking at Wang Hou, this old man was really in tears, and he was so excited that he clasped his fists and bowed.

"Old man, please meet the master!"