If he got married before traveling through time, Wang Hou would definitely be a peerless man. Even if he had drunk too much, the party A arranged for the young lady, but he still shook back to the right place with his drunken fist, and gave him a guard for his girlfriend.

Last night, I read another story about Yu Zhan'ao and Jiuer in "Red Sorghum" in "Red Sorghum". When I bid farewell to the Han Mansion early in the morning, the girl's face was red like an apple, but Wang Hou himself was like a deflated ball. He was also weak and was piled up in the corner of the bumper cart, looking like he couldn't afford to live.

"What kind of expression do you have? I came from a famous family and are virtuous and kind. I'm so warming up the bed for you, the Sesame Official! You are not satisfied!"

With a red face and looking at this guy's listless appearance, Cao Hongjie was so angry that he kicked Wang Hou's butt again. He hummed, but he still looked like he had been deficient for ten years, and his head was listless.

"I don't pick on it, just female animals! Although you have a bad temper and a poor figure, it's okay to look like you can't feed your children, but..."

He knocked his head depressedly, and Wang Hou hummed sadly: "Twice, I can't remember anything! What wine did I drink last night!"

"Tsk, fortunately you have drunk, or you will be cheaper, a spider spirit, vixen, and you will be charmed! If I weren't gentle and virtuous, I was afraid that you would go astray, you would have to be sucked to death today!"

He picked up his arms and hummed sourly. Wang Hou couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth. If a beautiful girl was sent to the couch, he really couldn't guarantee that he was Liu Xiahui and could sit in a mess. Moreover, the women in the Han family were really not allowed to enjoy it casually, so maybe someone would catch some of the handle.

However, he couldn't make Cao Hongjie really proud. He continued to touch the drawer of the ox cart with kidney deficiency. He stretched out his hand and picked out the bundle of thin hemp rope. He swayed in his hand a few times, humming lazily.

"Bring your hand over!"

"What are you doing!"

The girl immediately twitched her lips again and shouted in fear. Wang Hou simply rolled her eyes: "We agreed when we left the chief club that in order to ensure the personal safety of our officials, we must tie you up when we are alone!"

"Hey! You are perverted! You are bundled every day. I am a little girl and you are alone with you, a big man. I am the one who is in danger! You should tie you up!"

After surrendering, he was bullied by this bastard many times. It was rare that Cao Hongjie and a little girl shrank in the corner as timidly, and kicked the little barbarian boots to play tricks. Unfortunately, Wang Hou was just a scoundrel, with his big head shaking, and he hummed with a vulgar face.

"You won't submit, right? You'll have a good time for the adults to go all the way, so the officials won't send you off!"

Sure enough, he pointed to the girl's fatal hole again. Wang Hou and Zhu Bajie threatened to give up the ball, Cao Hongjie was sad to the side, his little hand was behind his back, his little head raised to the roof, and he pouted his mouth and hummed.

"Tie it! In your words, you are just a psychological problem."

"Hey, my husband, I'm just having a problem with my heart. What's wrong?"

"snort!"

My mood became much more relaxed again. I hummed a little tune and recalled the educational film of Sister Bo that I had watched before. Wang Hou tied the hemp rope across the girl, tightly wrapped it up twice, and also repaired two under her armpits, letting the rope head tightly hold Cao Hongjie's arm, then folded her little hands behind her back and began to tie it to the rope circle.

However, Wang Hou and Wang Congge were really in conflict. Before the fixed rope was tied, the guy suddenly poked his head out of the ox cart door again, which scared Cao Hongjie screamed and hurriedly dodged backwards. He broke free from his little hand and twisted it hard on Wang Hou's weakness. This time it was so cruel that Wang Hou's face turned green in an instant, but he still had to maintain the demeanor of the head of the family in front of his subordinates, sucking in the cold air. He forced calmness and asked sadly.

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't the lord report to the lord after he ordered the notice to be posted? Brothers have posted all the four gates of Wuyang!"

There are not only big families in the place, but also many small landlords with small and medium surnames. On the one hand, they depend on the big families in various places, and on the other hand, they are also guarding against the annexation of big families. However, basically, they only follow these big families. Just like Changshe, the Zhong Yao family paid half of their own land share tax to Xu Du. These small and medium landlords have a backbone and only pay half of it. Although the Han family in Wuyang only pays less than a quarter, they will definitely be cleaned up when they go back, but this share still has to be paid so that the small landlords below know how many shares they should pay.

Seeing this guy leaning on me and not seeing anything, Wang Hou wanted to slap himself in the face, why would he say more words? But the water splashed out from the words he said, enduring the pain of the cold air between his waist, he nodded with a sad face.

"I understand, go down!"

"Lord, those brothers are holding you and heading towards Yingyin!"

But Wang Hou couldn't help but tremble. Seeing that Cao Hongjie's little hands were not even caring about, this time, he was really stunned for two or three seconds with a stern face, and then nodded with difficulty.

"Let's go!"

When he sat back on the ox cart, Wang Hou was obviously not good at nature as the wheels bumped, and was shivering there with kidney deficiency, looking very worried and his face was heavy.

It was also obvious that Wang Hou seemed to be unhappy suddenly, so he let go of his hands and stayed quietly aside. After a while, Cao Hongjie was a little timid and touched him with his shoulders wrapped around the rope.

"Hey, are you still tied?"

"Of course!"

This girl obviously wanted to make herself happy. She didn't expect to lose her kindness and made her face relax with difficulty. Wang Hou picked up the rope again, while Cao Hongjie took the initiative to turn her back and folded her small hands behind her back with all her strength.

He hugged the rope circle just now, and the two rope circles stuck on his daughter, completely closing Cao Hongjie's arms. The hemp rope was wrapped around her small wrists that she was actively carrying on the two rope circles, slowly and slowly, and indifferently circled around. Wang Hou suddenly sighed and asked.

"Jie'er, what do we do if the Yingyin Xun family is like the Wuyang Han family, and they are resistant to taxes and don't pay?"

No wonder Wang Hou was frowning. He was going to beat the boss! The next stop was Yingyin, with the biggest difficulty Wang Hou had since traveled, Yingyin Xun family.

In terms of family power, the Xun family is larger than the six families of Changshe Zhong family, Wuyang Han family, and Linying. In terms of core level, Xun Yu, as the Shangshu Ling, was also one of the first scholars to support Cao Cao. Even Chen Gong rebelled against Cao, the last three counties of the entire Cao General's base were defended by Xun Yu. Without Xun Yu, Cao Cao was almost forced to surrender to Yuan Shao, Xun Yu and Xun You were all valued under General Cao. The Xun family also has the famous Xun family eight dragons, which are much better than themselves at all. Even if General Cao gives him the trump card, he will determine the benefits of upper, middle and lower-ranking clans, he may not be able to do anything to him.

But once he can't overcome the hurdle of the Xun family, let alone the big family in Qingzhou, Yanzhou, he can't even deal with this small Yingchuan. Which big family in the place is not more sophisticated than a monkey? If the Xun family doesn't use Wang Hou's "Clan Chronicle" as a dish, who will still be a dish?

Moreover, the main writer of the "Clan Chronicle" was personally recommended by Xun Yu. The compilation of the "Clan Chronicle" is another meaning that it is equivalent to digging out the corners of the Han Empire and turning local families that were originally loyal to the Han Dynasty into the name of the Han Dynasty to become retainers of the Cao family. According to the unspoken rules of the feudal period of this era, these families paid food to the Cao family, which indirectly was equivalent to being loyal to the Cao family. This is something that Xun Yu did not want to see. According to this trend, Xun Yu had a particularly great opportunity to make things difficult for him.

The little hand was tied behind her back, and she could not get used to scratching her head. She tilted her little head and bit her lip and listened to Wang Hou's embarrassment. After thinking for a while, Cao Hongjie shook her little head heavily.

"It shouldn't be possible! Now that the treasury is entering the year, a large part of it is supported by the Xun family. Yanzhou was trapped by the Lu thief, and the Xun family's uncle and nephew spent all their money to support the Prime Minister to resist the Lu thief. Now that taxes are collected, the Xun family should not make things difficult for us."

"Even if the Xun family makes things difficult for us, I will support you. When I go back to Xudu, I will go to the Prime Minister to cry!"

I wanted to clench my fists inspirational to encourage Wang Hou, but after twitching twice, I couldn't pull it out anyway. Cao Hongjie had to turn his face away and look at Wang Hou seriously and promised.

This support made Wang Hou much warmer. At least in this cold and chaotic end of the Han Dynasty, he was no longer alone. At least someone was around to support Wen Nuan him, and a smile appeared on his face. Wang Hou also nodded heavily. But before he could stop, later generations played "The Elder Scrolls" for a long time, and the conditioned reflex developed by wearing headphones and listening to arrows suddenly made Wang Hou's habitual back hair stand up, and his face changed drastically. He grabbed Cao Hongjie and fell down.

The next second, with a bang, a sharp arrow penetrated the ox carriage and pierced it hard on the pillar of the car. If they had not avoided it, the two of them would have a Cupid arrow pierced the heart. Wang Hou's eyes were straightened, and the noisy shouts of killing sounds were heard next to the official road outside the city.

Outside the carriage, Wang Conggo's neighing and roaring with all his might also shocked.

"Protect the lord!"

With the heavy footsteps, several people carried large shields and directly stepped onto the ox cart to block the window. The light suddenly became dark. Hearing the clattering sound of armor leaves, it was probably because of their own circumcision that had been laid out in a hollow square array.

"Unlock it for me!"

Looking at the trembling arrow, he struggled to get out of the seat of the car. Cao Hongjie wanted to grab the sword, but the hand tied behind him could not be pulled out. Cao Hongjie shouted in a hurry, but Wang Hou pushed the girl down on the seat.

It would be a good thing to tie her up. Otherwise, with this girl's impulsive personality, she would have to draw her sword and fight out. The feather arrow hit the shield like rain. It was so dangerous that Wang Hou could not control her.

Ignoring the girl, so angry that she looked straight at her bow like a maggot. Wang Hou carefully lifted a gap in the curtain blocking the door and looked out. On both sides, there were countless killers wearing cloth clothes and masks who rushed out of the forest with a ring-headed knife.

The wealthy families at the end of the Han Dynasty were indeed not so easy to deal with. It is a good idea to resist Mr. Cao’s use of the Clan to collect money and grain, so that Wang Hou and Cao Hongjie’s bodies would disappear! They were dead. In a short period of time, Cao Cao would never find a more suitable manpower. If families from all over the country work together, this matter might be over!

However, this was the Xun family's fierce move or the Wuyang Han family who had just left, and Wang Hou's brows frowned again.

He was convinced and let go of this. Wang Hou didn't care about his safety at all, because except for the arrow that scared him at the beginning, the group of assassins were just bargains. Even the dead soldiers raised by a large family were at most crops. They were not on the same level as the eighty-odd plots he had trained in a day. They were still holding a ring-headed knife. Before they could rush to Wang Hou's ox cart, they were stabbed to the ground by a halberd two meters away. The archers in the distance were indeed a little trouble, and they could be just a trouble.

The arch of the divine arm in the Song Dynasty was pulled over the perforated eyelets to shoot through the cold forged armor. Wang Hou also punched the entire plate armor with a curved chest. He shot directly on his chest and a small round shield on his left arm as a barrier. After gestured for more than a dozen times, the assassins were stabbed down by the Senran formation first, and they did not dare to get on the rest. They only dared to dance and dance mysteriously and sway the blade more than three meters away.

But I can't speak too much at any time. Just when Wang Hou didn't care, the stimulating horse hoof sound in the forest suddenly rang out loud, and a loud roar like thunder made Wang Hou tremble in an instant.

Here comes the master!
Chapter completed!