Twilight quadrangle.

Du Pre and Zhou Zhi are in good spirits.

"If you can't do it, you don't have to force it." Yang Zheng was still worried that Du Yu was too young and vigorous.

It is true that he is a great god in history.

The problem is that he is a fledgling in this era.

If the army is defeated, it will not be good to hurt the sharp spirit.

Du pre-empted a Confucian armor, quite a bit of Confucian general's bearing, "The general can wait for good news." ”

Yang Zheng nodded and said no more.

Three thousand cavalry rallied on the streets.

Although there was a big war, everyone was in good spirits.

In the twilight, there is a layer of cold light between the eyes, which makes the street surface of spring rise with a chill.

The five hundred horsemen in the front row, all wearing cold forging armor, were equipped cavalry created by Yang Zheng.

People are like tigers, horses are like dragons.

The blue-black armor seemed to blend in with the twilight.

It was like a silent humanoid iron-clad beast.

Murderous and evil spirits are rolling in.

The people hid in their homes, watching through the crack in the door, with frightened eyes.

Yang Zheng rode on the back of the black feather, dressed in military uniform, his eyes touched the cavalry one by one, and he reluctantly pulled out the ring head knife on his waist, and with a "bang", he was particularly excited in the silent twilight, "Sons, take back our pasture!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The sound shook the whole city, and the air soared into the sky.

The neighing of horses followed.

After the Battle of the Broken Qiang, the soldiers became more sophisticated.

The cavalry turned their horses' heads neatly and slowly left the city.

The horse's hooves trampled on the bluestone ground, making a crisp sound.

Running out of the Western Capital in the dark of night, all the way to the west.

Swords, like people, need to be sharpened, and perhaps the Du Pre of this era can surpass the height of the Du Pre in history.

Back in the house, a team of maids in front of the house carried lanterns, and Xiahou Zhi, Chunniang, Jiang Alian, and Peng Qingcian came to greet them with three sons and a daughter.

"Daddy." The boss Yang Yi can already speak, and his small eyes are quite flexible.

The second Yang Wu opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Zheng blankly.

The third Yang Hong is still in infancy.

The eldest daughter, Yang Zhen, was a little afraid, probably disturbed by the murderous aura on Yang Zheng's body.

"Husband." Xiahou stopped bowing, and the other three daughters were also affectionate.

In an instant, most of the killing qi on Yang Zheng's body dissipated.

After many years of fighting, I finally have a stable home in this troubled world......

The next day dawned.

Yang Zheng was woken up softly by the maid.

Xia Houzhi fell asleep with a tired face.

Yang Zheng asked while getting dressed, "What's the matter?" ”

"Chief Peng knelt outside the mansion all night." The maid's face was a little ruddy, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Zheng squarely.

Yang Zheng was stunned and almost forgot about this stubble.

Peng Hu and Chen Tai eyebrows came and went, fortunately Chen Tai had no intention of going south, otherwise he would be united inside and outside, and he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.

Lu Shui Hu Pengbu has always admired the Central Plains Dynasty, and has a good relationship with Sima Jin in history.

Peng Hu is a smart person, and his mind can be understood, but his situation at that time was really not good-looking, and he was worried about internal and external troubles.

In these years, he stood in the wrong line, and he was not the only one who died.

As the de facto son-in-law, Yang Zheng can understand him, but he can't accept this betrayal.

I used to have high hopes for him.

Just about to dry him again, Peng Qingcian came with her daughter Yang Zhen crying.

Without saying a word, wherever Yang Zheng goes, she will follow her, and adults and children will suffer together.

made Yang Zheng's head very big, "Okay, I'll go see him, don't cry." ”

After all, it is the leader of a big tribe, and it will definitely not work to kill it like this, it will force the Peng tribe into a frustrated department, and the leaders of other tribes will also look at it.

The hidden danger is too great.

And Peng Hu finally listened to Lu Zhi and Peng Qingcian and returned to the Western Capital, without any way to the dark.

Since Yang Zheng forgave those who wrote secret letters with Chen Tai and Guo Huai, he could naturally forgive him.

Outside the mansion, Peng Hu's expression was withered, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were confused.

It was not pleasant to kneel all night.

Seeing Yang Zheng, he knelt on the ground, "Sinner Peng Hu greeted the general." ”

Why did you know in the first place today?

If people are too smart, they will think too much, which is not necessarily a good thing.

Who knows who will have the last laugh these days?

"Why did Chief Peng do this?" Yang Zheng helped him up.

Peng Hu looked ashamed, "The sinner is a sinner for a while, and the general ......"

"The past is over, and I hope that the leader will help you in the future." Yang Zheng looked tolerant of the past.

The past is indeed in the past, but it will certainly be a different story in the future.

Peng Hu's eyes glistened with tears, "General...... Treat me like this, I ...... The liver and brain are smeared and there is no way to repay ......"

"You and I are blood relatives, so there is no need to say more." When Yang Zheng heard this, he helped him into the mansion and called Peng Qingcian again.

Father and daughter cried when they saw each other.

Yang Zheng persuaded him with kind words on the side.

It was definitely impossible to get Peng Hu back into the tribe.

Yang Zheng thought about it, added him the rank of military strategy department to join the army, and promoted him to the street division, and also bought him a house in the city.

Peng Hu has a bright brain, and the suggestions he put forward are quite insightful, and his position in joining the army is appropriate.

The street division said that it was idle and not idle, and he was in charge of sprinkling and sweeping the streets of the western capital and repairing the ditches, and there were 500 officials to call him.

Peng Qingcian is simple-minded, he is also in the army and Si Cheng, and he has a house, and he laughs.

Being able to join the army with Lu Zhi, Du Pre, Zhang Te, Zhou Yu, and Jiang Faye was also relieved.

After kneeling all night, Peng Hu became more and more aggrieved, and Yang Zheng arranged for a carriage to send him back to rest.

Yang Zheng wanted to be lazy and stay with his family.

It's just business one after the other.

The Military Strategy Division, the Tuntian Division, and the Xuanyi Division are in the initial stage, and internal personnel appointments and dismissals, rewards and punishments, and incentives must not be sloppy, and they must be carefully examined.

Lu Zhi was focused on Tuntian, and he was also busy with his feet not touching the ground, and Yang Ji and Yang Huan gave him a hand.

Du pre-led the troops out to grab people and land.

Meng Guan was busy dealing with intelligence from all directions.

The number of civilian personnel on hand is really stretched.

The government military system and the reduction of taxes and the division of land can only wait for spring ploughing.

However, busyness also shows that Xiping is thriving.

Yang Zheng let go of the affairs at hand and took Xiahou Zhi to visit the family scrolls of the fallen soldiers and the disabled soldiers.

The Western Capital is becoming more and more vibrant.

Due to its geographical reasons, it connects the three major plates of the Western Regions, Hexi and Shuzhong.

Everywhere you can see merchants coming and going from the south to the north.

From the clothes, you can easily see the differences between the Hu people, the Shu people, the Qiang people, and the Xianbei people.

The number of products on the market has also begun to increase.

Yang Zheng's 10% commercial tax attracted many businessmen.

According to the Wei system, commercial taxes are divided into tariffs, municipal taxes, assessed taxes, toll taxes, taxes, mouth money, and other miscellaneous taxes.

The local government also has to pluck the feathers of geese.

Coupled with the robbery of thieves and horse bandits, the risk of businessmen can be imagined.

Yang Zheng's one-percent commercial tax is a gift compared to other places.

Therefore, business travelers who come from the south to the north and go to the west and return to the east would rather choose to go to the river.

The western capital has gradually become the center of commercial transfer in the northwest.

Women have a strong interest in shopping, and Xiahou stops walking and stopping, full of interest in everything.

The family rolls of the fallen soldiers, and there is a special house in the east of the city, which provides money and food every month, and the heirs enter the youth camp.

The arrival of Yang Zheng and Xiahou Zhi caused a small sensation.

Among the fallen soldiers, seventy percent were Qianghu tribes.

In the past, he was just a slave, fighting for the tribal leader, and after he died, not only did he not have a pension, but if there was no male in the family, he would be robbed and bullied by others.

And now, not only is life excellent, but the status in Xiping is also rising.

The Huqiang Mansion also issued a small copper-plated plaque engraved with the word "brave" to highlight the merits of the fallen soldiers. UU reads books

As long as the family scroll wears this small card, in the western capital, even the government must be polite.

The soldiers patrolling the streets will also clasp their fists and salute.

"My three sons, one died in Linqiang, one died at the foot of Datong Mountain, did not disgrace my Luo family, two grandsons are in Qingying, if the general has a military order, my third son will still go into battle for the general to kill the enemy!" A mouthful of yellow teeth and uneven old man said.

It resonated with the elders around him.

"My eldest man has never disgraced his reputation, during the Pingye Wudai Rebellion, he was beheaded six, and he was promoted to what is the longest, but unfortunately this time he broke the Qiang City, and he did not survive, but my second child has also grown up."

"My family is also ......"

Qianghu's tyranny is one side, but his upright temperament is another.

Not as much thought as Hermes-Epitek.

Yang Zheng was kind to them, and they were dead set on Yang Zheng.

"My husband is relieved, in the future, your two grandsons will become weapons, and I will be my general and my subordinate in the future. Our generation is bleeding and sweating, and the next generation can live a good life. Yang Zheng was infected by their enthusiasm.

Xiahou was born in a top scholar family, a little ungrounded, not suitable for this kind of occasion, he didn't like to get too close to the people, and when he showed his face, he returned to the carriage.

"I'll be satisfied with your well." Yang Zheng was still quite pleased.

Xiping was in the stage of grass creation, far away from the Central Plains, but it was not contaminated with Cao Wei's crooked spirit.

The grassroots officials appointed by Lu Zhi have no background or family background, and they all work hard.

No one dared to reach out to the bereavement.

Nine camps also stared very closely.

At present, Xiping is still clear.

After distributing mutton and horse meat, the family rolls were even more grateful.

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