For the next few days, the Chen dynasty did not appear in front of the world again, and it is not known where he went, but the policies he formulated were being carried out in an orderly manner.

Han Xiangyang, the county magistrate of Qingyuan County, is one of the people who implemented it.

A large number of Beidi prisoners of war were stranded in Qingyuan County.

....

One morning, the sun was shining.

Han Xiangyang came to the prisoner of war camp early!

A thick roster was in his hand, and Han Xiangyang looked at it with a long list of names, why did the names of the people on the grassland be so long, and they were still embarrassed.

However, looking at the more than 43,000 people on the list, Han Xiangyang felt that he had made a fortune, these are all strong laborers, the kind that don't need money. He wants to arrange these talents well and squeeze out every cent of their value in Daji.

He profoundly implemented the spirit of the Chen Dynasty, added carrots to the stick, gave some benefits and gave a slap.

He stood on the high platform, waved his big hand, and began his own performance.

"Let me introduce myself first, this official Qingyuan County Commander, Han Xiangyang, your group of captives will all be under my control in the future!"

"Ugly words ahead, you are all captives, captives of my Daji! There is no need to say more about what happened to the captives, in the past, you were all going to be killed by the pit, do you know what the pit killing is? It is to drive all of you, who are still panting, into a deep pit, shoot them all without leaving a place, and then bury them, so that your family members will come to pay their respects to you, and they will not find a place. ”

"You captives were meant to be killed! Do you know whose blessings you are still alive for? ”

"Let me tell you, it's thanks to my Prime Minister Daji, I saved your life from the Prime Minister!"

"So, don't look at you still being able to breathe, but your life now does not belong to you, but to my prime minister! Those who want to live, those who want to see the sun tomorrow, are all obedient to the official, dare to have a disobedient person, don't blame the official for being ruthless, the official kills people without blinking! ”

"Hey! The ones on the right, do you still dare to laugh at the official, do you really think that the official will only move his mouth! ”

After speaking, Han Xiangyang took out the saber of the soldier next to him, raised it high, and rushed towards the few Di prisoners who were laughing at him just now.

The Di captives, who were still laughing, thought that Han Xiangyang was really going to cut them with a knife, so they pulled their legs and hid back, how fast they ran, and the scene became a pot of porridge for a while.

"A bunny bunny, they're running really fast!" Han Xiangyang chased after him for a while and didn't catch up, took the knife, bent over his knees and gasped for breath, and slowly returned to the high platform.

Holding a knife in his hand, Han Xiangyang looked at the Di captives below, spat and scolded: "I laughed at the official just now, you better hide in the crowd for the rest of your life, don't let the official catch you, let the official catch a few of you, the official will cut off your head one by one, and hang it on the city wall behind you!" ”

After some operation, Han Xiangyang successfully deterred this group of captives, and made them believe that their lives no longer belonged to them, and he Han Xiangyang could kill them if he wanted to, without anyone's consent.

Taking a few deep breaths, Han Xiangyang returned the knife to the soldier, raised his palm and slapped it twice.

Syllable! Syllable!

After the sound fell.

A battalion of soldiers, thousands of soldiers, came in full armor.

Seeing this, the Di captives instantly raised their throats, and when they saw the heavily armed soldiers, they thought that the soldiers were here to kill them, and they retreated one after another, huddled together, and looked at Han Xiangyang on the stage in fear.

Han Xiangyang took a step forward, and they took two steps back, looking terrified.

Seeing this situation, Han Xiangyang was very satisfied.

Suddenly, he grinned and said:

"You captives, it's good to know that you are afraid, you must know that people only have this one life, and when they die, they have nothing."

"But don't worry, this official won't kill innocents indiscriminately!"

"Big guy, are you hungry?"

Hearing this, the Di captives were stunned and looked at each other, not knowing what Han Xiangyang meant.

Seeing that no one answered him, Han Xiangyang suddenly shouted:

"I'm asking you, you're dumb! Speak! ”

"Are you hungry?"

"Hungry, hungry....", the crowd replied intermittently, "Hungry, hungry." ”

In order to prevent the Di people from having the strength to make trouble, after the Di people surrendered, the Daji side only gave each Di person a steamed bun and half a bowl of water every day. However, this little food was not enough to fill their stomachs, and they were already hungry and hungry, and some people even began to pick up the grass roots on the ground to eat, so that the Di captives at the scene could lie down and never sit, and they could sit and never stand.

"It's okay to be hungry, it's just right, the official just said so much to you, and the official is hungry too!" Han Xiangyang started to perform again, he waved his hand, and the two soldiers carried a basket and placed it beside Han Xiangyang.

Han Xiangyang lifted the white cloth covering the basket, and when the white cloth was revealed, it was full of baskets of white-flour steamed buns, big and round.

Boom~

The sound of swallowing saliva came and went, Di people stood up with each other's support, stood on tiptoe, stretched out their heads to see a basket of white-flour steamed buns on the stage, as if they saw the most beautiful beauties in the world, swallowing saliva one by one, they almost pounced directly, but because of the heavily armed Daji soldiers around them, they were frightened and did not dare to move.

Han Xiangyang picked up a white-flour steamed bun from the basket and took a big bite in front of the group of Di people who were already hungry with their chests against their backs.

The Di captives all swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if they had taken a bite of the steamed bun themselves.

Han Xiangyang waved his hand while chewing the steamed bun in his mouth.

After a while, the soldiers brought up hundreds of baskets of steamed buns and countless braised pork.

The smell of meat floated over the camp and penetrated the noses of every Diren captive, making them almost insane.

Han Xiangyang picked up a piece of braised pork, threw it into his mouth, took another bite of the steamed bun and chewed it slowly, with an expression of enjoyment.

The Di captives couldn't bear it at all and began to riot on a small scale, but they were all suppressed by the Daji soldiers who surrounded them.

After a while, Han Xiangyang saw that the time was almost up, and continued to tempt this group of Di prisoners, they should really riot.

People who are hungry and crazy can do anything.

Han Xiangyang took a sip of water and shouted, "Are you hungry? Craving steamed buns and braised pork? ”

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the deafening sound startled Han Xiangyang on the stage.

Still hungry not hard enough.... Han Xiangyang thought of this in his heart, coughed twice, and continued: "You can eat as much as you want, even if you eat your stomach, you can't control it, but the official has one condition." ”

"On what terms?"

At this moment, everyone stood up and looked at Han Xiangyang on the stage.

Han Xiangyang pointed his arm to the side and said, "There is Nanshan Mountain, and it turned out that there were a lot of wine shops on it, but as soon as you came, all of them were destroyed by me!" ”

"This official doesn't ask much, it's okay to eat steamed buns and braised pork, but you have to restore the wine shop for me, someone will take you to work, and you will always cut down wood and build a house!"

"If you want to do it, you can come up and eat steamed buns and braised pork!"

"If you don't want to do it, I'm sorry, you're hungry!"

"Okay, now there are two paths for you to choose, do it or not! Whether to eat steamed buns and braised pork or continue to be hungry, you can choose for yourself. ”

.....

"I'll do it!"

The first warrior appeared and stepped forward.

Han Xiangyang waved his hand, "Let's eat." ”

"You can really eat it, you can eat as much as you want?"

"Of course."

got an affirmative answer, the eyes of the whole audience were focused on the first to stand up to the Di Ren captive, only to see him slowly stepped forward, picked up the steamed buns in the basket, closed his eyes and took a big bite, the imaginary thing of the head on the ground did not happen, no one on the Daji side stepped forward to stop him, he bit a few bites of steamed buns, directly grabbed a handful of braised pork, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate a mouth full of oil.

Han Xiangyang looked at the rest of the people and said, "What, you don't want to eat?" ”

The others reacted and rushed up in a swarm.