Yang Yu was now suffering from a headache, and after only a while in the morning, he felt that his head was already big.

"Yang Ji'er?"

Just when Yang Ji'er was making trouble again, Yang Yu couldn't help but roar angrily.

"Yang Ji'er's name is you! Call Auntie! Yang Jier's arrogant frowning nose.

Yang Yu held his forehead with a sigh, I don't know how Concubine Wei could believe Yang Ji'er's nonsense, and actually agreed to let Yang Ji'er come to the Disaster Relief Department to visit her.

As for Yang Jier's character, she has been in the palace for more than half a month, and as soon as she came out, she didn't look like a wild horse that had escaped.

Still comforting? It's almost as bad as being angry.

For a whole morning, she made the whole disaster relief department go haywire.

"That's 200,000 homeless people, can you afford Yang Yu?" Yang Ji'er was lying in front of Yang Yu's case and asked curiously.

Seeing her eyes rolling, she knew that this was not something she could ask, it must have been specially asked by Concubine Wei.

"Of course, if you don't look at who I am, let alone 200,000, it's no problem to come another 200,000." Yang Yu glanced at her without a good gun, and said nonchalantly.

Joke, how many people are there, and the total number of people is just 400,000, Jingzhao County, as the second largest county in the Great Sui Dynasty, how can it not even be able to support this little people.

In later generations, there was only one Guangdong, and tens of millions of people poured in every year, and they didn't see people crying and saying that there were too many people, but they were shouting about labor shortages every day.

"You just brag!" Yang Ji'er didn't believe it at all, and hundreds of thousands of people felt terrible when they thought about it.

"If you don't believe it, go and ask Du Ruhui, now he is in charge of the Disaster Relief Division, you let him tell me if there is a problem." Yang Yu really couldn't stand Yang Jier's pestering, and began to cause trouble.

Yang Ji'er's beautiful eyes wandered, and she looked at Du Ruhui in front of the table not far away.

Du Ruhui hurriedly got up, bowed down, and said confidently: "Princess Izumo, now that the entire Disaster Relief Division is running well, so many displaced people will not cause an impact on Jingzhao County." ”

As early as yesterday, Du Ruhui was still anxious to risk sparks, but only after seeing the plan formulated by His Royal Highness the Acting King, Du Ruhui was completely relieved, according to the plan of His Royal Highness the Acting King, these people are not enough.

This plan is called "Pure Land" by His Royal Highness the Acting King

Thinking that he could personally implement this plan that is unprecedented and beneficial to tens of millions of people, Du Ruhui's heart was agitated, and he was secretly happy in his heart, this time he was with the right person.

At this time, Du Ruhui was truly loyal to Yang Yu.

Yang Ji'er heard Du Ruhui's confident assurance, so she didn't ask anymore, her mission here had been completed, and after watching it for a while, she felt bored, so she ran out of the city to play again.

Yang Yu exhaled softly, it seems that it is necessary for him to bring some fun in the future, otherwise he really can't coax this arrogant little aunt.

……

At the gate of Daxing East City, people lined up to go in and out, and Han Cheng, the gate official, was carefully watching the pedestrians coming and going.

Not everyone is as confident as Yang Yu and Du Ruhui, the atmosphere in Daxing City has been tense these days, and everyone has a dark cloud on their hearts.

In this case, everyone is conscientious and does not dare to be sloppy in the slightest.

"Hmm!" Han Cheng's gaze swept across the crowd and suddenly fixed on a tall figure.

It was a middle-aged man, about thirty years old, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, unusually strong, standing in the crowd, as if standing out from the crowd.

The people who lined up to enter the city unconsciously took a few steps out, and a small circle formed around the middle-aged man, which made people look sideways, how could such a phenomenon not attract Han Cheng's attention.

"Ranger." Han Cheng secretly said in his heart that Han Cheng hates such people the most, because these people often bring trouble.

The team slowly advanced, and the middle-aged man was only two steps away from Han Cheng.

Han Cheng's nose moved slightly, and a strange and inexplicable smell came like nothing, and the next moment, Han Cheng finally realized that it was the smell of blood.

A veteran of the two Goryeo Wars, Han Cheng would never be mistaken, and the source of this bloody smell was the wooden box in the hands of the middle-aged ranger.

"The rangers are really restless!" Han Cheng was secretly angry in his heart.

At this time, a common person in front had already passed, and the middle-aged ranger stepped forward and came closer......

"Stop!" Han Chengping raised the spear in his hand and bowed slightly, this is the standard posture in the army, the posture that a veteran has developed in the long-term charge that can best protect himself.

At the same time, the whistle in the mouth sounded sharply, which was the whistle of vigilance, and the people who often went in and out of Daxing City knew its meaning and scattered in all directions.

The middle-aged ranger stopped, raised his head, and revealed a vicissitudes of life, but a pair of eyes shot a sharp look, which made people dare not force their eyes.

The air condensed, and Han Cheng was secretly frightened, feeling a murderous aura approaching him.

Han Cheng's whole body was like falling into an ice cave in an instant, he was a master, Han Cheng was secretly frightened in his heart, and he could only try his best to hold the weapon in his hand, which was his most life-saving capital.

Fortunately, the middle-aged ranger just exuded momentum and did not make any further moves.

After a period of panic, the soldiers guarding the city gate finally formed a team and surrounded the middle-aged rangers.

"Han Cheng, what's going on?" A team was asking, they only heard Han Cheng blow the emergency whistle, and they didn't know what was going on

"Ranger! It smells of blood! Han Cheng replied succinctly.

When the soldiers heard this, their hearts tightened, and the eyes of the middle-aged ranger instantly became solemn, Han Cheng's ability was known, and a pair of noses had never made a mistake.

"Put down the wooden box in your hand!" Han Cheng shouted at the ranger.

The middle-aged ranger didn't resist, put down the wooden box in his hand, and then took a few steps back.

Han Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he still didn't let his guard down, and picked up the wooden box with his spear, and an even stronger smell of blood came, making him more sure of his judgment.

Shaking off the cloth on it, Han Cheng opened the wooden box, and a hideous human head was exposed to everyone's sight, and the specially preserved human head could vaguely see the unwillingness and rebellion on his face.

"Human heads!"

"Murderer!"

All the soldiers exclaimed.

The people guarding the gate in Daxing City were all elite soldiers in Guanzhong, and after being surprised, the weapons in their hands involuntarily stood up, trying to restrain this villain.

The middle-aged ranger snorted angrily, and as soon as his hand moved, a soft sword instantly appeared in his originally empty hand.

When a bloody conflict is inevitable

"Stop."

The obese gatekeeper appeared under the gate and strode forward, and the soldiers automatically parted, making way for a way.

The city gate official looked at the middle-aged ranger and shouted angrily: "Shi Wanbao, you actually carried a human head in public, it was simply impossible to look at it, did you want to rebel!" ”

"Chang'an hero Shi Wanbao!" Han Cheng exclaimed in surprise and couldn't help but clench the spear in his hand.

The rest of the soldiers were also shocked, Shi Wanbao was the most famous and had the highest martial arts among the rangers in the entire Jingzhao County, which was recognized by the Jingzhao people.

And he is a bold person, full of friends, and it is said that many nobles regard him as a guest.

Thinking about Shi Wanbao's superb martial arts, and then looking at the weapons in his hands, the people who realized the gap couldn't help but sigh, it seems that they are more than lucky, and they actually caught the evidence of the murder of Shi Wanbao, a hero in Chang'an.

A soldier pointed at Swanbo and stammered, "You! You...... Didn't you go to Feng Yijun to hunt down Sun Hua? ”

Han Cheng had a flash of inspiration and blurted out: "Could it be that this is Sun Hua's head?" ”

Han Cheng had heard of Shi Wanbao's name a long time ago, and if he wanted to say that Shi Wanbao was an innocent person, he wouldn't believe him if he was killed, but no one could find evidence of his crime, which showed Shi Wanbao's shrewdness.

How could such a shrewd person think of entering Daxing City with his head and contacting the recent rumors, then there was only one possibility.

This head is not evidence of guilt, but merit.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes immediately stared at this Shi Wanbao.

Shi Wanbao's hands moved slightly, and the long sword in his hand disappeared without a trace in front of everyone's eyes, this is Shi Wanbao's signature martial arts, Tibetan swordsmanship.

Standing with one hand behind his back, Shi Wanbao said proudly: "Yes, Shi took seven days and seven nights, thousands of miles of chasing and killing, and finally cut off the head of Sun Hua's traitor." ”

Everyone looked at the human head in the box, and their hearts were on fire, this is worth a thousand yuan!

If he had a thousand runs, he would have been a rich man a long time ago, and who would still be a city gate here.

The city gate official changed his face instantly, and he smiled: "I know that Brother Lu Daoshi has the ability, and Sun Hua's traitor is useless if he has great ability, and he can't escape the tracking technique of your brother who is alone in the world." ”

"Come on, Shi Daxia is loyal to the country, and he has worked hard all the way, so let's go to my younger brother for a cup of tea." The city gate official enthusiastically stepped forward and pulled Shi Wanbao into the city gate. ”

When passing by Han Cheng, the city gate official pointed to Sun Hua's head and said, "Why don't you hurry up and put it away, find someone to be strict and upright." ”

"Shi Daxia, don't mind, it's just a routine procedure!" The gate officer turned to Shi Wanbao and explained.

Shi Wanbao smiled, didn't care, and followed the city gate official into the city tower.

"You're good." Just as Shi Wanbao and Han Cheng passed by, a voice came into Han Cheng's ears lightly.

Han Cheng raised his head unexpectedly, only to find that Shi Wanbao had already walked away.