Wei Changfeng sighed secretly.

This is the only thing he can do. Ma Yong is General Chang, and he is a general, so you can't let General Chang go out in person, right? He said, "Go to the end." ”

Ma Yong nodded and said with a smile: "It's hard for you, I'll go to General Bai Shen." ”

Wei Changfeng agreed, turned his horse's head and went ten miles away, he could have found a few soldiers to take it, but now the whole army is very busy, one less person is less strength, and there is no trace of the Donghu people in that small village, not to mention that now the army is here, and the Donghu people have the courage to appear so close to the Han army in broad daylight, so he went alone.

Ten miles, it didn't even have time to put the reins. Wei Changfeng saw that the number of people in this small village was not large, but there were only 100 households, and the houses were low-end and dilapidated, and he thought to himself that it would be difficult for the prince to have fun in such a place. It's just that this small village can be seen at a glance, but I don't know where the prince is? Could it be that he didn't come here? And although this village is small, but the sky is already bright, why is there no voice? Where have all the people gone?

He was suspicious, but he heard a faint noise not far away, and hurriedly looked up, only to see a group of villagers, men, women, and children, waving their fists and holding their arms, as if they were fighting.

Wei Changfeng's heart felt an ominous premonition.

This small village is so small, the whole village is all looking down and not looking up, where is it that all of a sudden everyone gathers together to fight? If you want to guess a reasonable explanation, it can only be that these villagers are united with the enemy, and the outsiders are definitely not Donghu people, because Donghu people definitely dare not come here now, and they are definitely not Han soldiers. Not to mention that the bandits dare not go so close to the Han army, even if they dare, what is there to rob this small village?

Therefore, there is only one possibility: this outsider is the prince.

Only he has this leisure, and only he can leave the barracks casually and no one dares to restrain him, and only he can anger the villagers to such a degree.

If you say it from the heart, in fact, even if the prince is killed, Wei Changfeng will only express deep regret at most. The problem is that a prince is not a big deal, but the consequences are not ordinarily terrible, and it is not an exaggeration to say that an entire village may be slaughtered.

He hurriedly lifted the reins of his horse, rushed straight into the crowd, and shouted repeatedly: "Stop! This ** has an identity, can't be beaten! ”

The crowd was silent for a moment, and then there was a coaxing explosion, and for a while there was any voice: "This hooligan is a person with an identity?" ”

"Bullshit identity! A pervert! "Can you flirt with a woman from a good family if you have an identity?"

However, although there were many voices, everyone stopped moving, because they didn't know what the identity of this person was after all, but the person who came was riding a horse and wearing the uniform of a Han army general, which everyone could see, and the Han army general said that he was a person with status, so it was better to wait and see first.

Wei Changfeng secretly hated in his heart, he didn't expect that this prince and a eunuch still had such thoughts, but so many people beat him, and one person also beat him to death, so he had no choice but to turn over and dismount, and forcibly line up everyone into the circle, and as soon as he entered the circle, a person pounced over, hugged his legs, and shouted: "General help!" ”

Wei Changfeng heard this voice hoarsely, like a broken gong, but it was not like the voice of the prince at all, and hurriedly looked down, but found that he didn't recognize this person at all.

Seeing that this person was about thirty years old, dressed as a scribe, with a thin figure, and carrying a rucksack, the contents of the rucksack were exposed, including pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and some paints, and he was actually a painter. It's just that the color of the painter's body and face is not much worse than the color of the paint in his backpack, with a blue and purple color, bleeding from his forehead, and a few red slap prints on his face, which is really not very good-looking.

Only then did Wei Changfeng realize that he had made a big mistake. He took it for granted that everyone must have beaten the prince, and he didn't want to be beaten by someone else, so he didn't know what to do.

One of the people asked, "This general, what is his identity?" Could it be that he said that the artist was lying? ”

"Phew!" A handsome-looking young woman on the side hated the interface, "What kind of painter is he?" Can an artist draw such a picture? As he spoke, he raised his hand.

Wei Changfeng looked at the painting, and saw that the painting looked like a person, but the face in the painting was rectangular, the body was rectangular, the arms and legs were rectangular, and the whole painting was a puppet.

"I'm really an artist!" The painter lay at Wei Changfeng's feet and shouted again and again, "I am from Yiwu in the south, and I came here all the way to collect wind, do you understand?" Just take a walk and look at it, and look specifically for beautiful scenery to paint......"

"And pretty women, huh?" A ruffian-looking man on the side said in a weird manner: "For example, let's race pearls, it's the beautiful 'scenery' you are looking for, isn't it?" As he spoke, he glanced at the young woman with a malicious look.

"Of course beautiful women can be painted." The painter said, "When a beautiful woman paints it, it is also a peerless painting." ”

"This is the beauty you painted"? Pearl Sai's face turned pale, "That's what I look like?" It's just that you don't draw well, why do you want me to change into tight clothes and paint? ”

"The beauty of beauty is all in the curves." The painter is still discussing academics seriously, "The girl's clothes are wide and I can't see the curves at all, so I naturally ......"

"Beat him!" There was an angry shout in the crowd, and Pearl Race heard that the painter was still excusing himself for his misdeeds, so he grabbed a broom on the side and hit it, and for a while everyone was fists and kicks, and then hit the painter.

Wei Changfeng saw that this person was not the prince, he was now in a heavy military situation, and he didn't care about it, but everyone punched and kicked together, and this painter was already beaten to the point that he was not human, and he had to die if he continued to fight, so he hurriedly tried to protect each other, and as a result, he also received a few punches on his body.

Everyone saw that Wei Changfeng was protecting each other with all his might, but they didn't dare to make too much of it, after all, Wei Changfeng was an officer of the Han Army, and he still had a sword on his body, so he had to stop one after another. An old man on the side snorted angrily and asked, "This general, what is your relationship with this unscrupulous person?" He said that he was a real painter, and you said that he was a person with status, what did you have in mind? ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd immediately stirred.

Yes, this military official is a person who clearly says that this painter is a person with an identity, but people admit that they are painters, what kind of identity is this?

"This military master, are you a real military master or a fake military master?" The ruffian-looking man asked again in a weird way, and while asking, he played with a stone in his hand, and the meaning was obvious, if you are fake, don't blame me for being unkind.