The first impression that this era gave Wang Hou was no longer backward, but that there were too few people.

Starting from Shouchun, which is Yangzhou City in later generations, to Qiao County, which is Bozhou in Anhui Province, Wang Hou and his party rushed for ten days. Five days ago, there was no one in Yangzhou for hundreds of miles. It was not until they entered Qiao County that they saw a little bit of people.

Even Prime Minister Cao's hometown Qiao County is not much stronger. It is now close to the autumn harvest. Most of the fields on both sides of the official road are deserted. Almost five or six of them pass by every ten villages are deserted and abandoned. The damage caused by the Yellow Turban Uprising has not healed. The more cruel warlord melee has come again.

This aura of the end of the world really hits the face.

However, Wang Hou has no intention of worrying about the country and the people for the time being, and his own head is still hanging on his shoulders.

After leaving Ping'a County, which was slaughtered, he had a headache for several days. Although he was still not sure who was fierce and massacred a whole county town, Wang Hou thought about it and became more and more certain that Boss Cao must have known the matter in advance.

In this case, Cao Cao could respect him so much and allocate fifty tiger and leopard cavalry and heavy cavalry to follow him. It was definitely not just for the purpose of a mere 5,000 stone of food that could not determine the situation of the war.

Whether he can do this job well depends on whether he can put his head on his shoulders and continue to eat after he comes back. His life is at stake, which forces him to smash his head straight into the ground. The brain cells that had not been so consumed in the college entrance examination back then were desperately turning, but it was also a preliminary plan.

It is worthy of being the hometown of Boss Cao. Qiao County has been well preserved in this chaotic era. Even in the severe drought that affected the Huaihe River, the area around the county is still green within a radius of more than ten miles. However, it is not the wheat or rice that Wang Hou is familiar with, but the golden crops with a slightly low-grade seedling of small rounded dumplings on the ears of grain. There are also farmers who are relatively leisurely lying by the rice fields and dozing.

The little sissy is worthy of being around Boss Cao. She did not enter the county government and led the team to live in the Cao family manor outside Qiao County.

This is a typical feudal manor. The mansion is located on the edge of a river. It radiates out from here, and it is all large areas of fields, with several tenant villages dotted among them. However, it is also sparsely populated at this moment, because most of the men followed Boss Cao to conquer Yuan Shu. When they saw an army coming back, the old and the weak gathered together in groups of three or three, looking around on the side of the road with full expectations. Unfortunately, the size of less than fifty people disappointed most of them, and they were also reluctant to give up and approached the team to inquire about their men.

Cao Hongjie is surprisingly tolerant here. Even if the tiger and leopard cavalry occasionally stop and whisper a few words, she pretends not to see it.

The manor is not as luxurious as Wang Hou imagined. There are more houses, but they are all the same kind of straw houses he traveled through the rural straw house a few decades ago. Outside, there was a short wall of more than one person with rammed earth tripping straw. On the west is a stable, on the east is a large schoolyard, next to a blacksmith shop, burning black smoke into the air. The back house is a little better, and only a few large tiled houses.

After returning here, the little sissy seemed to be much more relaxed. She muttered a few words to the manager at the door and took people directly in. The tiger and leopard cavalry went to the stable to tie the horses, while Wang Hou was placed in the middle wing room.

However, just as he was going back to the room, the door suddenly opened. Subconsciously, Cao Hongjie covered his chest with his left hand, pulled out the ring-headed knife with his right hand and pointed it at it. Wang Hou was so scared that he staggered back and waved his hand quickly.

"It's me!"

"Who asked you to come in?"

"There must be an imperial edict here in Prime Minister Cao's old house! Hurry up and find one or two for me to come out, hurry up!"

Before the little sissy got angry, Wang Hou started shouting in a hurry with sweat on his forehead. This request was too strange. Cao Hongjie couldn't help but feel surprised. He even forgot to get angry and asked in surprise.

"What do you want the imperial edict?"

"Don't worry! Do you want to complete the Prime Minister's mission and get food?"

"Damn corrupt officials! I've returned so many bad things!"

Not to mention, this threat was really good. After a angrily scolding, A had only taken off half of his clothes and put on a piece of clothing. The little sissy went out in depressed and rushed. She was very efficient in doing things. In less than a moment, she found a few icy silk imperial edicts, threw them on the table, and said casually: "Hey, the imperial edict you want."

The decline of the Han court was also revealed from this. When the court was in its prime, who dared to treat the imperial edict so roughly?

This thing is obviously very different from the bright yellow imperial edict in the TV series. First of all, the fabric is earthy yellow. The outside is the extremely simple dragon-shaped pattern from the Qin and Han dynasties, with cloud patterns embroidered on the sides. However, thanks to Cai Lun, he pushed open the scroll and the inside is high-quality paper soaked in mulberry silk. The inside is no longer written in seal script, but gradually became the mainstream traditional official script.

In the curious eyes of the little sissy, the next second, Wang Hou made an action that made her vomit blood, grabbed the lining with the content of the imperial edict, and pulled it down in a flash.

"This is an imperial edict! What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Do you want food?"

This sentence was still good. Cao Hongjie's face turned red with anger and his strong fist swayed for a long time before he scattered back.

"Waiting to recover the dirty food!"

"Go again, find me a carrot, a knife, and another old pedan who can write!"

He really treated himself as a servant. Seeing Wang Hou pick up the torn imperial edict and frowned, he resisted the urge to smash him with one-eyed green eyes, and finally he was sad to go out again.

Once again, the carrot and the knife were found again, but the old scholar did not arrive. Looking at Wang Hou's dissatisfied look, the little sissy pointed at himself with a complacent thumb: "You are still a civil servant and can't even write, so don't you just write? This general is competent, what do you want to write?"

"Oh, I will copy the first half of this imperial edict first, and I will tell you the rest!"

The knife cracked everything, and the radish was cut twice. In the urge to vomit blood, Cao Hongjie grabbed the torn paper of the imperial edict, and Wang Hou pulled it into two pieces in a flash. He held the second half of the stamped seals, and frowned and gestured at the radish.

I was really afraid that I would look at him for a few more times and my period was irregular. My chest was undulating violently, and I suddenly grabbed the first half of the imperial edict. Cao Hongjie also started to splash ink while holding the brush.

The male "male" matches, and it's not tiring to work... Well, from the afternoon to the evening when the lights are in hand, both of them have completed the work. In Cao Hongjie's strange eyes, Wang Hou held the seal carved by the radish and slapped heavily at the forged imperial edict. Several red seals that were much more terrible than the original were immediately revealed on the paper.

In this newly created imperial edict, Wang Hou promoted himself to an official position, from his seventh-rank sesame official Cang Ling to an almost fifth-rank Huangmen chief clerk, from a local sesame official to an official in the capital. In front of him, he shamelessly applied the words of the previous promotion of General Cao to Grand Sima. The imperial edict meant that the emperor saw that Wang Hou was a talent, so he chose him as an imperial envoy and went to appease Xuzhou on behalf of the emperor.

Forging an imperial edict was a serious crime in ancient times to confiscate the family. Seeing Wang Hou drying the ink and using paste to paste it on the yellow silk outside, Cao Hongjie shook his head helplessly.

"No wonder you dare to embezzle military rations! You dare to do such a bold and reckless thing. You are really sorry for death!"

Please, it is obviously your boss, Mr. Cao, who has lost his military rations, so he asked me to use a small bucket to release the food. When everyone is dissatisfied, he will cheat me and put the charge of corruption on me. Is it okay? When I think of this, I feel angry. Wang Hou rolled his eyes so angry that he rolled his eyes.

"Hey! Don't forget that you made this imperial edict forged it. If you want to destroy the family, we will destroy the family together, okay?"

"You bastard..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. Go and find me a better official robe, and that kind of Jierong. I heard that I have to wear a marten tail! Why do you stare at me? Do you want food?"

It was rare that General Cao entrusted himself with a big task. He resisted the urge to turn Wang Hou into a chamber pot. Cao Hongjie turned around and left the room sadly again.

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After resting for a night in Caojia Manor in Qiao County, the dirty chasing team started the journey again. However, this time, Wang Hou changed his cannon with a bird gun. His dirty hair, which was dirty and lice-grown, was washed clean by Cao Hongjie's gritting teeth, and he also combed it into a literati-doctor-like bun. He used a sandalwood hairpin borrowed from Mr. Cao to be worn in the middle in the small black sand crown. The worn-out robe of the warehouse officer was also thrown into the corner of unknown origin. He changed his soap and red inside, and had a ribbon on his face. He washed his face clean, and his short mustache was combed smoothly, and he was carrying a big sword on his waist. Not to mention, his public face has increased by several percentage points, and he is almost caught up with the supporting role of No. 3 and No. 4 in the TV series.

The spears in the cavalry had an extra banner with the word "Wang" written on it, and neatly held a stick in his hands. Wang Hou, who had a sable tail, had people relying on clothes and horses to rely on saddles. The younger brother supported the eldest official. With their backing, the team of imperial envoys of this generation of Tian Travel had a full momentum.

Wang Hou's original plan was to dress up as a business traveler and sneak into Xuzhou, and borrow food from Chen Deng as Boss Cao, but the truth was realized. What he saw and heard these days, because of the fierce war, even the farmers were all gone, let alone any business traveler. If you really pretend to be a business traveler and go to Xuzhou, you probably wouldn't be chopped up by Lu Bu as a spy, and you don't have to go back and let Cao Cao chop it. Instead of doing this, it would be better to play a big shot! I'm the imperial envoy! It's so open that you can fight the autumn wind in Xuzhou!

With Cao Hongjie's little sissy eyes shiny but her lips curled, Wang Hou's Jierong pointed heavily towards the east.

"Go ahead!"
Chapter completed!