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Peng Zhuze looked at Hou Xuanyan in front of him, the dignified Yue Guogong valued himself so much, and he did not hesitate to kill Baojing Tusi's relatives and uncles for himself.

This man from the Tujia family in Xiangxi said with a heart: "Although the commander commands, the last general is willing to follow the work of dogs and horses, and he will not hesitate to break his bones." ”

Hou Xuanyan helped this fierce general up with a smile and said: "I am willing to let you be crushed, I want to give you a splash of wealth and fame, it depends on whether you dare to take it." ”

The terrain in the southwest is extremely unsuitable for the soldiers and horses of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and if a large army is sent there, it will definitely lose the land first, and then lose the people. Once trapped in the southwest quagmire, it is a time of great chaos in the world, and it is difficult to deter people from all walks of life who are ready to move.

Therefore, Hou Xuanyan simply supported a native of the southwest, let him go over the river and the sea, and with his huge financial support, it may have a miraculous effect to win over the natives from all walks of life.

When Peng Zhuze heard Hou Xuanyan's words, he subconsciously stood up straight and asked, "What does the commander mean?" ”

"Those Tusi families have been the emperor of the soil for thousands of years, and they have been riding on your heads, and your children and grandchildren will be slaves for their children and grandchildren, don't you want to change? Do you want your children and grandchildren to endure your humiliation today? Hou Xuanyan's tone was calm, but every word was heartfelt, Peng Zhuze's face turned red and shook his head.

"Now, I'll give you this opportunity, for the sake of your people, for your children and grandchildren, go and fight once."

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Peng Zhuze left Jinling and returned to Xiangxi with his 2,000 elite native soldiers.

He was greeted there with the strong support of the entire Huguang, and a rebellion of the native soldiers that began in Baojing Prefecture and resisted the oppression of the Tusi in the southwest was about to begin.

In the regent's office, Hou Xuanyan sat in the study, commanding the elixir to write a secret letter one by one, and the messenger waiting outside the room left in a hurry after getting one. Hu Guangbu Political Division, Hidden Elephant Battalion, and Yamen at all levels of Changsha Prefecture all received secret letters from Hou Xuanyan, except for not sending troops, other support was given to anything.

After everything was dealt with, Hou Xuanyan reclined on the chair of the Taishi of the Laying Jin, tilted his head and closed his eyes in contemplation.

The little child worker who wrote for him shook his wrist with ten fingers, the tip of his jade neck was slightly sweaty, and the thin placket was slightly bulging, and he walked diligently, kneeling on the side and waving his small pink fist, rhythmically beating Hou Xuanyan's legs.

Hou Xuanyan half sorted out his thoughts, and half explained to his little apprentice why he wanted to kill people, why he wanted to reorganize the southwest, what to change the land and return to the stream, and what was to clear up the troubles.

The elixir listened with relish, and suddenly interjected: "Master, since you want that person surnamed Peng to serve your lord and let Tusi kill his family, won't he do it even more desperately." ”

After listening to this, Hou Xuanyan stood up and looked down at the little girl at his feet. Her body was thin, her face was still childish, and her big round eyes were as black as ink. No matter how you look at it, she is a cute little girl, but the words just now made Hou Xuanyan feel like a thorn in her heart.

"Who taught you that?" Hou Xuanyan's voice was cold, and he was so frightened that the elixir's delicate body shook, and there was a faint smell of sweat in his arms. Since she came to the Regency, she has been pampered in thousands of ways, and it is the first time she has seen Hou Xuanyan treat her like this.

"Yes. . . Slave, Yao'er thought of it himself. ”

Hou Xuanyan was a little angry in his heart, and there was also a hint of chill, a twelve-year-old girl could say such a thing. I hold it in my arms every day, I'm afraid it's not a natural demon.

"Peng Zhuze is our own person, and letting others kill his whole family is a means used by a vicious villain. How can you have such vicious thoughts at such a young age. ”

Elixir raised her head, tilted her head, wore a satin neckline with a heart, and knelt on her chest, revealing most of the delicate skin on her chest. Biting half of his lip, he retorted: "Master killed Peng Lun, Peng Lun also has a small family, and he didn't do anything to harm the country and the people, why can some people be killed, and some can't be killed." ”

Hou Xuanyan's fingers trembled slightly, his eyebrows creped into a Sichuan character, and he said in a deep voice: "Kneel!" ”

Although he refused to accept the elixir, he did not dare to disobey the angry Hou Xuanyan, and his knees, palms, and forehead touched the ground and knelt on the ground.

"Raise your head!"

Elixir slowly raised his head, crystal tears swirling in his eyes, and his little face was full of grievances. She once followed Ma Shiying, enjoyed all the wealth in the world, grew up with a golden spoon, and was an authentic daughter. also used to be down on the streets, dependent on Daddy, suffered all the cynicism, and tasted the heat and coldness of the world.

When she came to Hou Xuanyan's side, she really felt Hou Xuanyan's favor for her, so she thought about things for her master, but she didn't expect to be scolded like this.

"Idiot! You can do whatever it takes to the enemy, but you must be merciful to your own people, otherwise no one will really work for you. Peng Zhuze followed me to the west to conquer Sichuan and Qian, he is a brother in Paoze who lives and dies together, how can he do anything to kill his whole family. ”

The elixir blessed the soul, and suddenly thought of his identity, how could he argue with the master about the length and the disadvantage, and argue about right and wrong. No matter who is right or wrong between him and himself, if the master is angry, he should bend his flattery. She landed on the ground with her hands, crawled to Hou Xuanyan's side on her knees, and rubbed Hou Xuanyan's calves with her pretty face flatteringly: "Don't be angry, the slave knows it's wrong, and I won't dare to do it again in the future." ”

In Hou Xuanyan's heart, he likes this girl with aura very much, and his love for her is second only to Huang Ying'er. So although Ma Shiying said that she was sent to be a maid, she has always lived a privileged life with someone to serve, and also took her to read the chapters, taught her the principles of the court, and was exposed to it, maybe she hurt her, so that she was exposed to some things that should not be there at a young age. Ma Shiying was born as a Jinshi and taught his daughter poetry and songs, and she was talented. But he didn't teach her the truth of being a man, and Hou Xuanyan decided to make up for this vacancy.

Hou Xuanyan sighed, lifted the somewhat thin body of the elixir, and said softly: "You have to remember that in life, you have to do something and not do something. There is no distinction between good and bad means and schemes, but it is necessary to distinguish between who they are used for. Do you understand what I said? ”

The elixir has a double mustache, and the petite figure looks like a female baby, but she is extremely pretty, especially a small cinnabar mole under the corner of the mouth, which makes the corners of the mouth not look like a virgin. Because he knelt on the ground, two white greasy little feet were exposed from the gauze white pants, and the small toes were like freshly peeled lychees, which were crystal and lovely.

Hou Xuanyan, who was talking about the great truth of life in front of such a small thing, did not find that the kitten at his feet was mixed with a trace of wisdom that did not belong to this age in the eyes that unintentionally flashed in his eyes.

The crooked little tree can never be righted, and after the ignorant Lori, how can it be so easy to tame.

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