Zhou Yu was helping his son sort out the report letters delivered, when there was a bang, the sound of slapping the table, Zhou Yu looked up and saw Xixuan's face was as black as ink.

Ziheng blinked his eyes. He had been with his uncle for so long, and it was the first time he saw his uncle get so angry.

Zhou Yu glanced at the paper in Xixuan's hand, "What happened to the north?"

Yang Xixuan calmed down his anger, his voice was still cold, "Ye Shun sent back news that Emperor Jiang sent his son Wang Huo to attack the king of a different surname, and a plague appeared during the period."

Wang Huo has been in the limelight in the north for the past two years, and his portraits have been spread in the south, male and female, and some people are looking for women who look like Wang Huo.

Wang Huo, no, it should be said that Mr. Jiang was a ruthless man back then. Back then when his subordinates acted out as a life-saving grace, this man's first reaction was to kill someone to silence him.

Zhou Yu's expression also changed, "Plague?"

The plague in the Northwest was plagued by ten houses and nine empties. Now there are only a few people in the Northwest states. The prosperous Northwest City has long been dilapidated. Bozhou is called a ghost state, and the Northwest states are even more miserable.

After the fall of the country, there were no officials to organize the disposal of the corpses, and the stench of the corpses was overwhelming. It was only last year that the people had the courage to go back. It is said that many fires were ignited in several states in the Northwest last year.

Yang Xixuan gritted his back molars, "Oh, we have contacted Wang Huo before. This man will use all means to achieve his goals. I suspect that the plague came from him."

It's not that he looked down on King Jiang's soldiers and horses, but that the king of different surnames is not weak. The king of different surnames occupies a natural defensive position and has the support of nomads behind him. It is difficult for King Jiang to take down Wang of different surnames.

But the news sent back by Ye Shun, the plague appeared too coincidental, Wang Huo's journey was overwhelming, this woman can wear women's clothes, how can people who hate him care about the lives of the people?
Ziheng's eyes widened, "Isn't he afraid that his soldiers will be infected?"

Yang Xixuan sneered, "Don't be afraid, he can do anything. If he touches it, he will burn it. He burned thousands of people to death."

Ziheng shivered. He had also been on the battlefield, and there were many casualties on the battlefield, but he died happily. It was too cruel to be burned alive. Old people, children, women, and adults, Ziheng's face turned pale, and he couldn't bear it in his mind. Live to imagine.

"Ouch."

Ziheng held his forehead in pain, the pain was too great, and his tears couldn't help but flow out.

Zhou Yu regretted it to death in his heart. It was not good to force his son, but his son fell into a demon, and he couldn't control the strength. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "Is it better?"

Ziheng hurriedly wiped away his tears, feeling a little embarrassed, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhou Yu's heart ached so much that his son had a lump on his forehead.

No matter how angry Yang Xixuan was, he lost his temper when he saw this scene, "Brother-in-law, you are not a frail scholar, you made my nephew cry."

Ziheng, "."

In fact, there is no need to emphasize that he cried.

Zhou Yu was worried about the plague, "I'm afraid that the king with a different surname will also take advantage of the plague."

According to the temperament of Jiang Huang and his son, the time will be hell on earth.

Yang Xixuan's forces in the north have been lurking all the time. He thought that the power to stir up wind and rain was not enough, so he counted the table with his fingertips, "Rumours, no matter whether Wang Huo used the plague or not, the rumors must point to him."

There are many smart people, but they dare not speak out without evidence, but he is not afraid. He can indeed ignore the people in the north, but he can't pass the test in his heart, and he will not allow the chaos in the north to affect the south.

Zhou Yu said, "A wild goose leaves traces, and once it is done, traces will be leaked. Now that King Jiang is proclaiming the emperor, the north is barely unified, and the emperor's control over the northern states has been strengthened. It is not easy for you to spread rumors, and if one is not good, it will be exposed." your power."

The development of the northern forces is extremely difficult, and the forces lurking now are all preparing for the future.

Yang Xixuan stood up, "If someone has to do it, I hope it's me."

Zhou Yu snorted, "Okay."

Xixuan has such courage, which shows that Xixuan is one step closer to becoming emperor, which is a change and sublimation of thinking.

In Shanghe Village, Ruizhou, the school rested today, and Zilu couldn't get out under the quilt. Zhenyuan pulled the quilt a few times, but he didn't move. He took a closer look at the good guy's cousin who pressed the quilt under him.

Zhenyuan, "...you've been sleeping in the cage for too long."

Zilu tucked her head into the quilt, she couldn't get up even though she woke up.

Zhenyuan stared at the meat ball in the quilt, speechless, "Didn't you promise Uncle Lin to look for him in the county today?"

Zilu stretched out his fat hand and waved, "I'm not going."

Zhenyuan, "A gentleman must keep his word."

Ever since my aunt and uncle went out, my little cousin has changed. It seems that the elders will not be with my little cousin to become a king. Apart from going to school on time, I am as lazy as I can be at other times, and I have gained at least three catties by visual inspection.

Zilu's ears were buzzing, and his cousin kept whispering in his ear, woohoo, he also wanted to go out with his parents, but his cousin became more and more rigid, opening his mouth and shutting his mouth to behave.

Qin Bing stood outside for a while, seeing that Zilu hadn't come out of bed yet, he entered the room helplessly.

Zhenyuan hurriedly said, "Uncle Qin."

Zilu couldn't lie down this time, he wasn't afraid of his cousin, but he still wanted to face Uncle Qin, rubbed his fat face, "Uncle."

Qin Bing rubbed Zilu's hair, "Get up, I'll take you on horseback."

Zilu's eyes lit up, this is good, he quickly called the personal servant Jin Chuan to come in, "Help me find clothes."

Zhenyuan was a little confused, "We promised Uncle Lin to go to the county."

Qin Bing blinked, "I'll take you to the county seat on horseback, so there is no conflict at all."

Zhenyuan smiled, "Yes."

Zilu quickly changed his clothes and put some money in his purse, "Uncle, let's go riding."

Qin Bing chooses ponies for the two children, which have been trained and are safe for the two children to ride.

Zilu was a little disappointed, "I thought it was a tall horse!"

Qin Bing glanced sideways, "It's good to have it."

Zilu soon became happy again, but unfortunately the excitement became lazy again after a while, "Hey, when will my parents come back?"

Uncle has conquered the two prefectures of Lijing, and now he is in charge of the eight prefectures, why haven't parents come home yet!

Qin Bing held the whip in his hand, and said leisurely, "I will come back when it is time to come back."

Zilu, "."

Is not this nonsensical?

Zhenyuan was very envious of his cousin who went to the battlefield with his uncle, looked down at his hands, he was still too young.

The road to the county is very prosperous. The people, merchants, and patrolling soldiers make the passers-by to the county full of people.

Zilu and his party attracted everyone's attention. There was no way, Zilu and Qin Bing were too recognizable.

In the past two years, Shanghe Village can no longer be called a village. Now Biyang Town is prosperous, and girls from nearby villages want to marry into Shanghe Village. The girls and boys in the village are very sought-after, but unfortunately most of them are sold in the village.

As Yang Xixuan's status increased, Shanghe Village became more lively. Fortunately, there was no homestead in Shanghe Village, otherwise, the population of Shanghe Village would increase dramatically.

When Qin Bing and his party arrived at the orphanage, they saw Zhou Lin losing his temper.

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