"Go to General Yan!"

With a smile on his face, Wang Hou once again clasped his fists and bowed under Yan Liang's car. However, looking at his "selling Xiaoge Loan" smile, Yan Liang frowned as if he had always been disgusted.

"This year, thanks to General Yan's protection, Puyang City has all been booming, with household registration increased to 9,000. Industry and commerce from all over the world also gathered in Puyang. These are all the contributions of General Yan Liang. Therefore, the villagers in the city discussed and specially presented a small gift to the general to express the gratitude of the elders. Come on, bring them over, please come and ask the general to take a look!"

At this moment, Wang Hou had no image of the protagonist, and she looked like the villain captain in the movie. With the slutty shouts, dozens of Puyang men really raised a bunch of boxes and opened them. Looking at the things inside, even the generals and civil servants around Yan Liang couldn't help but take a breath.

Wang Hou is really not a fool. He can do it with gold and five boxes of silver, and ten boxes of high-quality Shu Jinlu and Wu Sushi. The rest are brand new copper coins, and fifty boxes of all sizes are heavy capital. These wealth and equipment are more than enough for the army of 5,000 people.

However, just as the civil servants and generals around Yan Liang were swallowing their saliva and their eyes were glowing, Yan Liang himself brushed his sleeves in disgust and shouted in disgust: "Premier Wang, where did you come from?"

The depravity of military officers began from the Wu Zetian period in the Tang Dynasty to the end of the Anshi Rebellion. The despised image of a rude martial artist in later generations, and the idea of ​​a good man not serving in the army began to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The reason why Wu Zetian reached the top of the world as a heroine. She was extremely afraid of the military officers in various places who held military power and were loyal to the Tang Dynasty, so she began to block the path of military positions to serve as a national-level official from the central government, and began to promote the imperial examinations, completely favoring the way of gaining power to the liberal arts.

Before Wu Zetian, going to the generals and entering each other was still a noble life pursued by students from aristocratic families. Although the first level of guards is no longer as respected as during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, military officers are still equal in honor and status as civil officials. However, after Wu Zetian, scholars were devoted to the civil affairs, and a large number of uneducated gangsters began to fill the army. Later, people like An Lushan who did not study and did not know loyalty and righteousness could even climb to the height of the governor of the Three Towns, so Wu Zetian also had a great responsibility for the decline of the Tang Dynasty.

However, nowadays, the status of military officers is still very high, and even to some extent higher than that of civil servants, so they are naturally not bad in cultivation. Moreover, Yan Liang is also a descendant of Confucius' disciple Yan Hui. He really made Wang Hou see what it means to treat money as dirt. He was stunned. Wang Hou clasped his fists and asked him to say sadly.

"General, these are some of the feelings of the elders of Puyang. You refuse so much..."

"I am not in charge of Puyang, I am only loyal to Duke Yuan! Therefore, the prefect of the king cannot use these yellow and turbid things to confuse me of my eyes and fulfill your promise in spring!"

"Promise? What promise?"

Wang Hou was pretending to be confused with his understanding and could drag it for a while, but sure enough, when he slapped the table, Yan Liang stood up suddenly in anger.

"Don't be sloppy with me! The grain from Puyang! I will give you seven days to transport 500,000 stones of grain to my Hua County!"

"Oh, General, I really can't give this food to you!"

With a bitter face, Wang Hou waved his hand decisively and refused. A word was like adding fuel to the fire, which completely ignited Yan Liang's anger.

With a buzzing sound, the green steel sword that Wang Hou gave him was pulled out and cut on the table in a crack. His voice and expression were harsh. The old face covered with beards and beards was as ferocious as a tiger going down the mountain. He pointed at Wang Hou's nose and Yan Liang roared like a murderous person.

"Wang Tuqiu, you dare to deceive me! Do you think that the general's sword is not good? Believe it or not, I will chop you up now, and then rush to Puyang to kill you, without leaving any chickens and dogs!"

"General, even if you kill Xiaguan, Xiaguan will not be able to take out the food. After all, Xiaguan is the prefect appointed by Prime Minister Cao. Here we transport the food to Yuan Gong. I am afraid that the grain truck has not yet left the Puyang territory, Yu Jin, who is stationed in Yanjin, has already taken down Xiaguan!"

"Besides, General Yan Liang, have we agreed that after harvesting the food, will you take it yourself? I, Wang Hou, have deceived the general?"

Pointing behind him, Wang Hou was still capable, and roared with a blushing face and thick neck.

"Puyang is hundreds of miles in a radius, and the harvested wheat is piled up at the ancient ferry crossing. The general's iron cavalry swept over. Wang was neither able to resist nor wanted to resist. Why should the general discuss with Hao? It is difficult for others to be embarrassed? It is a waste of trust?"

Not to mention, when Wang Hou's face turned red and his neck became thicker, Yan Liang was really silent.

If he could have led his army south, he would have been able to have led his army long ago. But just when Wang Hou was harvesting, he reported the offensive plan to Yecheng, but the reply he received was that he was not allowed to attack Puyang!

This reply not only made Yan Liang feel depressed and vomited blood, but also was shocked and angry. As a front-line general, he knew very well what impression the wheat that Wang Hou had won was about the upcoming war. He couldn't figure out why Yuan Shao could refuse!

However, in this regard, he was ashamed of his ancestor Yan Hui and did not read the book thoroughly because the "Spring and Autumn Annals" says: People's hearts are not walls!

Indeed, Puyang is a flat horse in a radius of hundreds of miles, and is still alone in Hebei. After the uprising, it is a fantasy to cultivate the fields in Puyang under Yan Liang's nose, and build a defense that is enough to resist his army's attack. Not to mention him, I am afraid that the military saint Sun Wu will be reborn and the famous general Li Mu will be reborn. In this case, I am afraid that even if it is impossible.

But Wang Hou still did not build the base on natural protection, but the south bank with many families and few wastelands still bravely stood upright on the north bank, because he had no intention of fighting with Yan Liang from the beginning! In three months, with his connections, he brought merchants from Xuzhou, Guanzhong and many aristocratic families in the Central Plains. In this era, warlords fought in melee and material circulation was extremely difficult. The existence of Puyang provided all parties with this urgent trading platform. The Hebei family and the Yingchuan Nanyang faction under Yuan Shao benefited deeply.

Take Guo Tu for example! He had just organized a caravan and built a thousand square meters of mansions and tribe residences in the east of Puyang City. In two months, he earned hundreds of thousands of yuan from Puyang and introduced a large amount of tea from Jiangnan, iron tools from the Central Plains, and well salt from Puyang locally produced to Hebei. In this case, can he tolerate Yan Liang burning all the torches and snatching them all?

Not only him, this time Guo Jia and Ju Su's voices were not so tough. Yuan Shao's living room was also placed with Central Plains celadons that Wang Hou had paid tribute, Puyang iron pots were used in the kitchen, Funiushan fine steel bright light armor was hung on the shelf, and Wang Houjin's high-quality sword was hung on his waist.

Such an honest prefect who does business, Yuan Shao is still famous, but he is also lost in Sheng Rong, who has hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the four states. Will Yuan Shao, who has taken a bunch of good things, beat Wang Hou, an honest man?

With business, interests and a series of political shows, Wang Hou successfully weaved a network of relationships, which makes you Yan Liangkong unable to exert your strength and will suffocate you to death!

A meeting with Yan Liang ended in disagreement. He was driven out of the military camp with the wealth and cloth. Before leaving, he looked back and waved his hand again, and suddenly laughed and shook his head heavily.

"I brought the gift, how could I bring it back! Come on! Remove all the boxes!"

"Premier Wang, you!"

Seeing the Puyang man who was following him obediently threw the box all over the floor, throwing out all the silks. He was ordered to come out to send Wang Hou's commander Jiang Yun, and the commander-in-chief Liu Mei obviously had his eyelids twitched violently, and then he hurriedly clasped his fists at Wang Hou for help.

"Please don't make things difficult for the officials like this!"

"Wang brought the wishes of the elders of Puyang. How can I explain to the people of Puyang when I take them back like this? Anyway, Wang puts his wishes in front of this camp and handed them over to you. Even if he throws them away, he won't care. Please give me goodbye!"

As he said that, Wang Hou was really taking the entourage cavalry. The strong man in Puyang patted his butt and left. A lot of money was thrown in front of Yan Liang's camp like garbage.

Throw it away? How could you bear it! This is the best Shu Jin! But I took it myself? I dare not. Yan Liang is very strict in his military administration! After a long time of struggle, the two Hebei generals and officials decided to report to Yan Liang again!

He took hundreds of strong men without riding a horse. Even if the horse was flat, his speed was still limited. Before Wang Hou could walk out a few miles, another commotion came from Yan Liang's military camp outside Hua County. Listening to the vague noise, Wang Hou put down his telescope with a slight smile. Even in his mind, he could imagine Yan Liang's furious appearance.

...........

However, Wang Hou still didn't take it lightly. If it were so easy to get rid of, Yan Liang would not be one of the most trusted generals under Yuan Shao.

When the carriages returned to Puyang, the huge Puyang was still in business, flowing endlessly, looking busy. It happened that another group of Central Plains merchants landed at the Yellow River Ferry Crossing of Puyang, and rushed to the big market in Puyang City with all kinds of goods produced by the family.

Although they were hostile to each other, the Yingchuan Sect in Hebei and Yingchuan County in the Central Plains were of the same lineage. When Wang Hou received the news, the news that Yuan Shao rejected Yan Liang's offensive plan was also spread quietly in the circle of aristocratic families. They continued to do business in Puyang with confidence.

However, the farmers who were busy harvesting had to stop the sickle at hand for the time being.

On the bank of the river, hundreds of farmers used all their strength to shout. The ropes were stretched straight, and the huge wheels of the water trucks they dragged were raised high in the shouting sounds. Immediately, with the impact of the river water, bamboo tubes transported from the Yangtze River basin on the water trucks filled a bucket of buckets of river water weighing several kilograms high, and then watered them into the fields on the other side.

Not far from here, another place was led by Wang Hou. The small dam that was stationed in the tributary of the Yellow River a few months ago was also dug out by a hoe under the shouts of the farmers. The Yellow River, which was not as dim as in later generations, was also poured out in the land.

However, this is not a good time to water. Before I could take it off, the wheat straw that was used as firewood or pig feed was impacted by the river water, and it was everywhere, and there were many unharvested wheat fields all over the ground. Seeing his wheat being hit by the water, the old farmer felt like a knife cutting it in his heart.

After returning to Puyang, without even entering the city, Wang Hou went directly to the farmland outside the city and looked at the fields turning into mud. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But in the end, he was full of apology and walked up to a dam that was throwing. There, with a big belly, Cao Hongjie was still hissing and commanding several town officials with all hissings.

"I'm back! That person named Yan didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Seeing Wang Hou coming to the dike, the girl excitedly wiped the sweat beads on her forehead and jumped over to meet her. The dangerous movement of running with the ball was so scared that Wang Hou almost lay down. She hurriedly took it over, hugged her shoulder, and blamed her helplessly: "Like a child, so unstable!"

She didn't look like a child, but she would still be in school at the age of Cao Hongjie in later generations! In this cruel era, she became a mother of a child. Listening to Wang Hou's words about her child, this girl pouted unhappily and hummed angrily.

"Tsk! When I followed Xiangfu into battle to kill the enemy, you were still copying the "Three Character Classic"!"

"Yes! You are amazing! How are you doing the fields?"

Even I learned it. Wang Hou really wanted to slap his unrestrained mouth and hug the girl on the shoulder. Wang Hou quickly turned the topic aside. When it comes to work, Cao Hongjie's girl went online in an instant, pointing at the bottom of the dam with great enthusiasm and explaining to Wang Hou.

"As you said, all the dams from Gejiazhuang to Lingyi are flooded. They are still slapped in the river. The long strips and radius of miles have been flooded into mud ponds. However, the road from the ancient ferry to Puyang has also been crushed by a few pieces, and more than 2,000 acres of wheat have been flooded. If you put such water to slapped in the fields, what are you going to do?"

Before Wang Hou could answer, Zhao Yun, who was full of armor, ran up to the small dam quickly. Looking at Wang Hou and his wife, he just wanted to say something, but he just swallowed it back. He just smiled and hugged his fists: "Lord, you're back! If you don't come back, Old Zhao will go hungry!"

"You won't be this anymore. You are embarrassed to go to Qiling's place to have a meal, so let Ruan'er go! Okay, don't pretend to be pitiful. On the Red Festival, I'll stare at the remaining dams. You go back to the city and ask Qiling to send someone to bring lunch. Also, learn from Qiling. They are all women, and the cooking is so delicious!"

"yeah!"

She still showed her childish side. Cooking was her weakness. When Wang Hou mentioned it, Cao Hongjie made a angrily grimacing and stuck out his tongue. Then, she took the ball and ran out of the small earth dam in a terrifying rush. Fortunately, the girl was not crazy enough to ride back, but got on the carriage obediently. Seeing the carriage go away little by little, Wang Hou finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his face became serious.

"All the ensembles have been mobilized?"

"Return to the lord, all the eight qus of Puyang have been mobilized near Gejiazhuang. Recently, the lord often mobilized county troops to go out of the city to harvest, but no one in the city doubts, but..."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yun asked worriedly with fists.

"Will Yan Liang really not attack Puyang City directly? And with these nine songs in his hand now, will it be too thin to fight against Yan Liang!"

"General Yu Jin and the three elite soldiers are circling the south bank of the Yellow River to support us. They can go to guard the port in the evening, as for Yan Liang!"

Turning around and looking to the north, he quietly stood with his hands behind his back for a few minutes, letting the river breeze blow on his big sleeves and wide robe make a sound, Wang Hou nodded confidently.

"Either tonight or tomorrow night, he will definitely come here!"
Chapter completed!