In Cao Hongjie's curious eyes, Wang Hou was quiet for more than half a minute before he asked again in shock.

"You said you are Zhao Zilong, Changshan?"

"It's a certain family!"

Seeing the little white face slapped her chest with a hanging look, and then grinned by the wound, Wang Hou was really surprised.

He was not so kind-hearted. He picked up this guy and wanted to dig out the bastard from his mouth. After he figured it out, he handed the guy over to President Cao to cut him down. He didn't want to keep an enemy with great martial arts skills.

But this guy is Zhao Zilong in Changshan! Zhao Yun! If this guy is killed like this, will Zhao Yun be gone in the future play games? Even if such a famous general finds a way to stay with Cao General Cao of Cao in Cao Wei, and according to General Cao's hobbies of collecting famous generals, he will not be able to raise his salary!

However, before this, there was another extremely important thing to do. Rubbing his fists, Wang Hou's smile suddenly became lewd. With a slim smile, he walked to the famous general sitting on the ground. His expression made Cao Hongjie sweat coldly on the back of his head, and he thought his sexual orientation had suddenly changed.

"Zhao Zilong, Changshan, right?"

I felt bad either. While hiding backwards and being alert, Zhao Yun was still pretending to be thirteen.

"It's a certain family!"

"That's good, see what you want!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Hou got up with another electric cannon, then another left hook and right hook. The person who made me angry was in danger. A pack of cigarettes I didn't smoke, and after being put on for many years, it was always by my side!

If Zhao Yun was in a normal state, fifty Wang Hou tied up a stack of fifty Wang Hou would not be enough for him to beat him, but the old boy had just been shot and he didn't know how much bleeding he had. He was less than one in ten physical strength. He hummed the double-section wheel of Zhou Jie's stick. Wang Hou was beaten up easily and freely, and he was unable to resist. The poor Zhao Yun was beaten directly with a blue nose and swollen legs. His handsome face was like Zhen Guanxi who was beaten by Lutijie. He was lying on the ground with nose bleeding and kicking his legs. In Cao Hongjie's incredible eyes, this guy gestured with victory gesture and laughed arrogantly.

"Red Festival, please remember it. On May 12, the third year of Jian'an, Zhao Zilong of Changshan was beaten to tears by my Jinyang Wanghou!"

Listening to Wang Hou's proud show-off and covering his bleeding nose, Zhao Yun seemed to be even more sad.

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Some people are born with the halo of the protagonist, such as Zhao Zilong, Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao’s decisive battle, and before his brother died, he died of illness. According to the ancient system of benevolence and filial piety, he returned to his hometown to stay filial and escaped a disaster.

In the battle outside Wuyang, Wang Hou was ready for a long time. When the sword gate was opened, Wang Hou directly aimed at the left chest and fired the gun. But by chance, the round ball lead bullet wiped his heart and penetrated it. Moreover, because he was worried about ancient gunpowder, Wang Hou had too many charges and the shooting distance was so close. His short musket seemed to penetrate Zhao Yun like the 38th cover, but in fact he had a puncture injury. The terrible stopping effect of the bullet did not come out, and the injury was not serious. He saved his life again at the gate of hell.

Now Wang Hou has to work hard to protect his life. After all, Zhao Yun is dead, that would be a pity.

Early in the morning, Wang Hou drove to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the familiar hall of General Cao's forks was the familiar one. He bowed his fists again.

"Prime Minister!"

Although this era is not a society ruled by law, it is still a chaotic era, hundreds of assassins besieged by court officials are still a major case with bad influence. Especially Wang Hou was still on behalf of Cao Cao to investigate the land. Seeing him coming, he put down the black-skinned official document that had been replaced with paper in his hand. Mr. Cao asked with a serious expression.

"Did the person you took home to confess?"

"Return to the Prime Minister, I have not confessed yet!"

Not surprising at all, Cao Cao simply waved his face impatiently: "Since that's the case, submit it to the Zheng Cao for questioning! The sentencing is the right way for these villains to come!"

The Prime Minister's position is equal to the position of Wang Hou, but in Cao Cao's eyes, Xing Cao is a villain with a lower-level official and obviously looks up to Wang Hou. If it were normal, Wang Hou would have to flatter Cao Yue's father and flatter him so that Cao Hongjie could marry him. However, Wang Hou was wearing a bitter face and clasped his fists helplessly.

"Prime Minister, I want to ask you to open a message. This assassin is a talent!"

“Talent?”

Just like hearing some fantasy, Cao Cao was amused and actually shook his head with a smile.

“How to be talented?”

"Return to the Prime Minister, this person is a former white horse Yicheng Captain under Gongsun Zan. He has helped Gongsun Zan defeat the Hu cavalry many times. When Liu Bei and Liu Yuzhou were under Gongsun Zan, he praised him very much. This person is well-versed in cavalry warfare, has high martial arts skills, and is loyal and courageous. This assassination was not his original intention, but he was deceived. But even if the officials were tortured and questioned, he would not ask who would provide this information. Once the Prime Minister brought him under his command and his character, he would definitely add another powerful general!"

"Gongsun Zan, Liu Bei, Baima Yicheng!"

These three words finally made Cao Cao a little interested. However, what surprised Wang Hou was that this interest lasted only two or three seconds. Cao Cao continued to slap again and waved his face indifferently.

"No matter how good the white horse is, no matter how provoked, he is the murderer who assassinated the imperial officials! How can such a criminal be with the court be kind? I'll ask you to be kind and kind, but it's still the kindness of a woman! Let the Cao Zheng mention this person to the Prime Minister's Prison in a while!"

No! After losing more than a dozen generals in the battle of Changbanpo, Zhao Zilong also wanted to capture these seven in and seven out alive. Isn’t it you? Isn’t it that famous generals collecting habits? Wang Hou was stunned for a long time.

However, he was shocked by Zhao Zilong's halo, and forgot how Zhao Yun came about. He was a civil servant, Wang Hou, and he could capture him with dozens of troops that had just formed a military force. In Mr. Cao's mind, how could he be strong in martial arts? He is a civil servant?

"Prime Minister, this person is the source of the assassination case. He is the only one who is a survivor. Please give him another chance. The official must let this person find out the mastermind and make meritorious service. When this person is innocent, please ask the Prime Minister to take his martial arts exam. The official asks you!"

The first time Wang Hou was so focused on someone, Cao Cao gave this face. He waved his hand impatiently. At the same time, he shook his head helplessly at Wang Hou and made up his mind to find opportunities. He must give him a long experience and know what a powerful general is. If he saves the effort of a three-legged cat, he will be treated as a treasure and throw him into Cao's face.

After a relaxed heart, Zhao Yun's life was saved. Wang Hou quickly clasped his fists and bowed heavily.

"Thank you Prime Minister!"

"Don't thank you first. You have solved the trouble you caused this time. Han Rong, one of the nine ministers, is coming soon, and there are also a group of old nerds. You are here to go to the hall with the prince!

Wang Hou's face couldn't help but feel bitter again. Sure enough, he wrote the "Clan Chronicle" and cleared the land, and offended all the items. As soon as the assassination was completed, a group of aristocratic families rushed back to Cao Cao.

But I just have to help the boss solve his problems. Will Wang Hou dare to run away? He could only bow heavily in tragic manner.

"I will accept the order!"

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The land of the clearance has not yet left Yingchuan! It was just a riot among the gentry and local tyrants. Not long after, a large number of Han officials, including the father-in-law Dong Cheng, Taichang Cui Bo, the Grand Secretary Yang Feng, and other officials from the court came, especially the Taifu Han Rong, whose expression was like constipation for many days.

Zhong Yao also came with him. Unlike in the past, he gave Wang Hou a wink at the last seat and told him to be careful. Wang Hou also nodded slightly after understanding.

Now Cao Cao is just the prime minister after all, and he is the same as the three ministers and nine ministers. Han Rong and the others don’t have to kneel down. They just bowed and expressed their respect slightly, and then sat cross-legged on the seats on both sides. Before the seats were warm, Han Rong could not wait to jump out like a vicious dog. After holding his fists proudly, he started to yell in anger.

"Why should the "Clan Records" compiled by the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister's Office list my Wuyang Han clan and the branch Changshe Korean style as middle-class clans and poor commoners?"

"My Han family originated in the Warring States Period. After King Han'an, he served as a minister of the Han Dynasty for nine generations. His family was simple and his scholars were praised as noble and honest. His ancestor Han Ling, and Han Yan was successively appointed as Situ and Sikong. My father Han Yun was even named one of the four chiefs of Yingchuan by Shilin. How could my family be called the Central clan? Wouldn't it make the scholars in the world laugh at me?"

"Prime Minister, Lord Han is right!"

The grand master Dong Cheng, who was annoying everywhere, emerged again, followed by the help of stingy Xixi. He followed closely behind, and Yang Feng and others also followed suit. In front of this force, even if it was as hot as Cao Cao, he could only listen patiently. After listening for a while, when they were tired of talking, they raised the ball to Wang Hou's feet again.

"I would like to ask you to check local land and acres for your original minister and record the clan's reputation. What is your consideration for evading the Han family in Wuyang as a middle class?"

"Back to the Prime Minister!"

He stood up with his fist in his arms, and Wang Hou also bent down to the central hall with a sect and literati in the late Han Dynasty.

"The tax burden on Wuyang was only lasted for three years in Zhongping. However, in this account, the Han people's land still had as much as 40,000 mu. Ten years later, it only reported 15,000 mu. The ministers suspected that the Han family had less land, and the gentry had a thousand virtues, and loyalty to the country was the first virtue! How many virtuous Han family emerged, and they did not fulfill their loyalty to the emperor and paid food, was a great loss of virtue. The middle class was recorded because the Han family was in the upper class, and the lower class believed that the Han family deserved the reputation!"

Before the Taifu Han Rong could speak, Wang Hou had already snorted before him: "Besides, this is the first draft, the clan character is still to be decided by the Prime Minister. The clan plot has not been issued yet. Although I don't know where Han Taifu listens, if the Taifu is dissatisfied with this ranking, the lower official can go to Wuyang again. If the Han family only has 15,000 acres of land, the lower official will compensate you for wine and apologize, list the Han family as the upper tribe, and inform the world that if the Han family land exceeds 15,000 acres, it is the Han family that is absent and listed as the lower tribe. How about the world? "

Han Rong was stunned when he heard this!
Chapter completed!