Wei Ba just went to bed and before he closed his eyes, he received news that Xiahou Mao was willing to surrender. However, something unexpected happened and Xiahou Mao could surrender, but Jianzhang Palace was still in the hands of Yan Fei, the prefect of Jingzhao. Therefore, Wei Ba only got Weiyang Palace.

Facing the nervous gaze of the envoy sent by Xiahou Mao, Wei Ba pondered for a moment and gave a positive answer: Yes.

The next morning, in order to ensure that Xiahou Mao would not change his mind temporarily, Zhao Yun led 2,000 soldiers to help Wei Ba maintain his position as the army set out towards Feng Yi. When Xiahou Mao and Princess Qinghe walked out of the gate of Weiyang Palace under the protection of more than 500 soldiers, Zhao Yun accepted the surrender as General Shuhan Zhendong and immediately sent someone to control Weiyang Palace.

After entering the big tent, Wei Ba came out and bowed to Xiahou Mao and bowed and bowed: "Governor, Princess, are you fine?"

Xiahou Mao glanced at Wei Ba and lowered his head. He felt extremely hated, but he did not dare to show any hostility at this moment. Princess Qinghe looked at Wei Ba viciously: "Zhu Zi, you must die a good death."

Wei Ba smiled disapprovingly: "Princess, whether you die well or not, you and I will die. Moreover, I can guarantee that if you hear it unhappy to me again, you will not die well immediately."

Princess Qinghe's face turned pale, she closed her mouth tightly, and never dared to say another word.

"Send the princess to rest." Wei Ba waved his hand and issued a banished order: "In addition, please come to Miss Xiahou. I have something to discuss with her."

The two personal guards walked forward and sent Princess Qinghe and her personal maid out.

Wei Ba asked Xiahou Mao to take his seat, and Xiahou Mao sat down tremblingly, hesitating, like an old man in his twilight years. Wei Ba looked at him, and his mood was indescribable. Xiahou Mao was actually not a bad person. If he abandoned the relationship between the enemy and us, this person was actually pretty good. He was gentle to others. Apart from being lustful and greedy for money, he did not have many evil deeds. He was a bad person who was afraid of his wife. It was just that God was willing to do things. It was precisely because of his personality that he became the goal of his father, son, and Wugu plan.

After all, if it weren't for Xiahou Mao's incompetence, the Ziwu Valley Plan would have no reason to exist. Anyone who was a little vigilant would not have been so careless, nor would he surrender easily and give up Chang'an. Failure to conquer Chang'an quickly and seize Guanzhong would have become an unrealistic empty talk.

Not long after, Xiahou Hui came. Seeing Xiahou Mao's appearance, she sighed silently and sat down silently.

Wei Ba looked at the two of them, put down the teacup in his hands, and said, "I have promised Miss Xiahou that as long as the governor abandons the city, I welcome you no matter whether you are willing to surrender or not. If the governor wants to return to Luoyang, I will send carriages and horses to ensure that the general is safe."

Xiahou Mao nodded confusedly, but Xiahou Hui became alert: "Then do you want to change your mind when joining the army now?"

Wei Ba smiled and said, "It's not that I want to change my mind, I just want to make some compensation to the governor." He said sincerely: "I believe the governor also understands that if the governor leaves Chang'an and returns to Luoyang now, what will happen if you face."

Xiahou Mao shivered and his face turned pale. Xiahou Hui frowned slightly: "What do you think about joining the army?"

"I didn't think about it. I just suggested that the governor wait in Chang'an. When I defeat your Cao Wei army's counterattack and make them helpless, the governor will come forward and bring my sincerity. In this way, the governor may be able to make some contributions to make up for the mistake of losing to Guanzhong."

Before Xiahou Mao could react, Xiahou Hui stood up: "Do you want to betray us and detain us?"

"No." Wei Ba flatly rejected: "I just suggest that if the governor wants to leave now, I can prepare a carriage for you now."

Xiahou Hui looked at Wei Ba in confusion, and she was a little confused. Judging from Wei Ba's expression, he did not seem to force them to keep them. He asked Xiahou Mao to wait for a while before leaving. When the Cao Wei army could not capture it for a long time and was in a stalemate, Xiahou Mao went to Luoyang as a contact person, which was indeed much better than now. However, there was a prerequisite for doing this, that is, Wei Ba could defend Guanzhong and leave the army sent by Luoyang helpless.

Where did he get this confidence?

"It seems that joining the army is too self-righteous, right?"

"Am I self-righteous? I think if the girl stays, she will have the chance to see it. The beauty I think about for the governor is also from the heart. The girl is a smart person. I don't need me to say more, you can understand the difference between leaving now and leaving in the future. You have a good discussion. If you decide to leave now, I will arrange a carriage and horse immediately."

Wei Ba said as he stood up: "Now, I have some urgent matters to do. I wonder if the girl can lead a way?"

“Where to go?”

"Go to the place where you detained Peng Xiaoyu."

Xiahou Hui was silent for a moment: "Okay."

...

Peng Xiaoyu was dying, lying in the dirty haystack, motionless. More than a dozen flies were flying beside her, making a "buzzing" sound, sucking the blood on her wounds. Her clothes had become strips of rags, revealing her blood-stained skin and flesh. The scattered hair was also covered with blood, forming one by one, spreading on her face, blocking her face.

Looking at Peng Xiaoyu who was only half breathing than the dead body, Wei Ba stood there and didn't know what to do for a while. He had expected Peng Xiaoyu to be miserable, but he didn't expect Peng Xiaoyu to be dead. He hesitated for a moment, squatted down, kneeled beside Peng Xiaoyu with one leg, and reached out to lift the hair covering Peng Xiaoyu's face.

The blue spot on Peng Xiaoyu's face was exposed, and under the blood stain, it was not as eye-catching as usual.

Wei Ba covered his mouth with one hand, lowered his head, feeling guilty.

Xiahou Hui stood outside the cell door, looking at Peng Xiaoyu inside, remembering her miserable time in the Meiwu dungeon, and couldn't help but feel frightened. She knew that compared with Peng Xiaoyu's situation, she was actually much luckier. At least Wei Ba did not hit her, but Peng Xiaoyu was beaten half to death, and she was the one who ordered the execution. However, for some reason, she was a little jealous of Peng Xiaoyu now.

She looked at Wei Ba half-kneeling. Although she couldn't see his expression, it could be seen from his body posture that he felt very uncomfortable now.

Xiahou Hui curled his lips. She felt that Wei Ba was sad for a maid, even an unusual maid, not what a man should do, just as her father Xiahou Shang died of illness for a concubine and was ridiculed by others. But she couldn't help but envy Peng Xiaoyu and the concubine who took her father away because someone was sad for them.

"You don't need to feel guilty. She has harmed you, and I will report you back and forth." Xiahou Hui suddenly said, "What's more, she has harmed you twice."

Wei Ba didn't say anything. He took off the cloak on his body, carefully wrapped it around Peng Xiaoyu, picked her up, hurriedly walked out, and said to Dunwu as he walked, "Call the doctor, call the best doctor, let them all come!"

Xiahou Hui looked at Wei Ba who was running away with Peng Xiaoyu in his arms, and stood there, noticing that she suddenly became a free person without anyone to guard her. She felt contempt, shock, and even anger that was inexplicable, and a little bit of loss.

Wei Ba hugged Peng Xiaoyu, ran back to the camp, carefully put Peng Xiaoyu on the couch. Peng Xiaoyu shrank into a ball, frowned tightly between his eyebrows, as if he was enduring a huge pain. Wei Ba hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, pulled out a short knife from his waist, and carefully cut her clothes. The clothes were torn and blood had been stained on the wound in many places. When he pulled it slightly, Peng Xiaoyu moaned in pain. Wei Ba took a lot of effort to cut all the clothes on her back.

Looking at the wounds that had been crisscrossed, inflamed and suppurated, and the maggots moving inside, Wei Ba took a breath. The doctors who had just arrived were stunned, looked at each other, and sweat beads were soaked on their foreheads.

"Can you still save me?" Wei Ba said in a dry voice.

"We... do our best." The doctors' voices were also a little hoarse.

"You must do your best." Wei Ba patted the doctor on the shoulder: "I beg you."

"Join the army, we...we will do our best." The doctor was almost crying, his voice trembling. He didn't know if Wei Ba would kill them if Peng Xiaoyu died.

"Please, everyone." Wei Baqiang laughed, walked out of the big tent, sat on the ground, covered his face with both hands, and closed his eyes.

Xiahou Hui walked over slowly, stood aside, looking at the helpless Wei Ba, as if he was looking at a stranger. It has been half a year since he saw Wei Ba for the first time at the gate of Chang'an City. This is the first time she has seen Wei Ba so helpless. In her eyes, Wei Ba has always been a cautious tiger, always keeping vigilance against everything around him, looking gentle, but in fact it is very dangerous. After Meiwu, he has less vigilance, more confident, more calm, and more general demeanor, but now he is full of fear and worry.

Xiahou Hui even felt that if she pulled out her sword and assassinated Wei Ba, she would have a 50% chance of success. But for a strange thing, she didn't even have the idea of ​​assassinating.

"She will not die." Xiahou Hui lowered her head and twisted her clothes. "She is like a wild grass. Although she is trampled to pieces, she will not die as long as the roots are still there."

Wei Ba slowly let go of his hands, revealing a pair of red eyes, looking at Xiahou Hui in a steady state. After a moment, he whispered: "Thank you!"

"What do you thank me?" Xiahou Huiqiang smiled and said, "She suffered such severe injuries because of mine."

"Thank you for comforting me." Wei Ba sniffed, paused, and said, "Thank you for your lies. If you hadn't said she betrayed me, I wouldn't have known that she was so strong, as strong as a little grass."

Xiahou Hui frowned: "Don't she know about your fraudulent surrender?"

"Since she is just a shell I use to deceive people, how can I know the truth?" Wei Ba smiled sadly: "I have never told her, but you said she had called me out. There is only one possibility, either you lie or she lie. Now seeing her injuries are so severe, I think it is you who lie."

Xiahou Hui was silent for a moment, but he wanted to speak but stopped, and curled his lips with some guilt.

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Today's first update is for monthly tickets and encouragement, so that I can hold my classmates Tang Sanzang tightly.

I found myself a little weird, why do I get excited when I think of Tang Sanzang? (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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