Otherwise, who did the Baoqiu Water Traffic Road that Hedong Yihu walked the most in the past?

It’s just the Lu family closest to the frontier!

These days, almost all the people who were in Yecheng, except for the Lu family.

So there were more and more rumors about Lu's family, and at the same time, what Lu did was also exposed a few days ago.

Only then did everyone realize that Lu had already joined the army - and he still secretly voted early with them on his back.

I want to Cao that mother!

The situation in Hebei today, you Lu really made an indelible contribution!

Relying on the little friendship that I had formed with the mat seller and weaving mat in my early years, I immediately fell in love with you when I saw that the limelight was wrong. You are the mother!

My mother!

Just as everyone was cursing, another panic came, and it was the son of Feng's family of Shangdang.

"The head of the family, the head of the family, it's not good. That evil dog has arrived in Yecheng!"

Upon hearing this, the head of the Feng family of Shangdang suddenly rose up and his face changed drastically:

"What?!"

Someone else didn't react: "What kind of evil dog?"

"Shi Bao, that iron-trafficking slave!"

A name made the room full of clothes suddenly terrified.

"How could the iron slave come to Yecheng at this time?"

"Feng Zhei, what is he going to do?"

"Hedong?"

When talking about Hedong, the afterglow of the sunset reflected everyone's panicked faces through the window, like a hundred ghosts wandering around the world.

No one is present.

On the contrary, stupid people cannot be the affairs of the aristocratic families.

The disaster in Hedong was on the surface of the riots between the farmer and the mud-legged riots, and he really had no connection with Mr. Feng.

The most is that Feng was fishing by the river when the mob was in chaos, and no troops were sent to quell the rebellion in time.

But at that time, the battle in Guanzhong was not over. Mr. Feng focused all his attention on the other side and could not divide the troops. Who dared to say that it was wrong?

There is no evidence, the practice is reasonable, and no one can make mistakes on the surface.

But for these human spirits, they do not need evidence, they only need free heart evidence.

Cao Aman may like to massacre the city, but it was the slaughter of the city openly, and the slaughter was basically the Cangtou Qianshou.

So the aristocratic families don't care at all.

On the contrary, the disaster in Hedong is just a playful game of people's hearts. Regardless of the noble family, regardless of the status of the noble family, they are all enclosed in Hedong, and are regarded as poultry and livestock, and are attracted to fight them, and some are fighting cocks and ducks.

This is what makes the aristocratic families scared from the bottom of their hearts.

They can regard the Cangtagawa head as livestock and take it for granted.

But once someone treats them as poultry and livestock, they will be indignant, angry, and resentful...

Can that be the same?

Can it be the same?

The disaster in Hedong back then seemed to be fishing, but actually looked down at Feng, who looked down at Hedong, and regarded the people as ants:

If you help him catch a river carp, you will send troops to rescue a county. Is this something people can say?

What do you think of the Hedong clan?

River carp?

In the eyes of people like them, people in the world are probably all ants, and aristocratic families may just be larger ants.

Feng's performance in Hedong is very consistent with the legendary Xianmen Mountain Gate's style of doing things.

Zuo Ci teased Cao Cao a lot in public back then.

Everything depends only on one's own likes and dislikes and moods. In their eyes, people have no high or low status.

The barbarians can kill and eat, and they can live a very nourishing life, and they are even grateful.

Aristocratic families can be killed and destroyed, and they can also make a lot of money with their eyes closed, and even ascend to heaven.

So when Shi Bao arrived, the people present immediately recalled the disaster in Hedong.

Feng Thief... Is Feng Thief?

How dare he!

"Puff!" Qinghe Cui Gong suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the white beard on his chest red.

Before fainting, he grabbed someone's clothes tightly: "Hurry... send someone to the Lu family..."

Mr. Cui's words immediately reminded everyone.

Yes, although the Lu family joined the Han Dynasty, the Hebei family was full of energy. Who has not had any human relationships with the Lu family?

There is no way to see the Grand Sima here, and it is meaningless to stick to it. It is better to see if you can find a way from the Lu family.

I don’t know who led the lead, but more than ten people no longer care about their demeanor and suddenly rushed to the door.

——

At the end of September of the tenth year of Yanxi, the autumn wind suddenly rose, and the coolness gradually turned into coldness.

Sima Feng wore a big cloak and stood at the Qiliang Ferry Crossing. Seeing that there were signs of freezing on the shore, he frowned:

"This winter in Hebei is coming so early?"

In other words, this year's winter comes earlier than in previous years.

For the current situation in Hebei, the weather gets colder early, which is not good news.

Sima Feng could calmly tell the people below that they don’t have to worry about food and try to accommodate refugees.

But this world is still material after all, and grain will not grow from the grain warehouse by itself.

Some of them need to be transported from east of the Taihang Mountains.

Some of them need to be collected from the Hebei Family.

It takes time to ship it, and it takes time to collect it.

Sima Feng looked up at the distance, and the organized refugees were working hard.

There is no way to go without being in full swing, because the news spreads, as long as there is work to do, you will not have to worry about eating.

At least this winter, you won’t be too hungry - half-hungry is not considered hungry.

After these days of hard work, the Zhang River that was dug out has been repaired.

But this is just the beginning.

The silt must be cleaned up, blocked canals must be cleared, and damaged water conservancy projects must be restored.

Although the sand content of the Zhang River is not as good as that of the Yellow River in later generations, if it is not cleaned up in time and the silt is allowed to settle, the original fertile fields may become downfields, which may be salinized, and in severe cases may even be desertified.

Smoke and dust rose to the north, and the news came from the news.

"Report to the Grand Sima, they are less than five miles away."

"Um."

Sima Feng nodded, looked further away, and looked north.

The whole person looked a little relaxed.

Although the weather had already shown signs of getting colder and the food was already tight, he was not panicked at all.

Half an hour later, the smoke and dust in the north rose again.

This time, it was much bigger than the smoke and dust raised by the rider, and there were many people coming.

When they learned that Sima Feng was at the ferry, people came to whip the horses with whips and ran the last distance as fast as possible.

"Taiyuan Guo (Wang) meets with Grand Sima!"

"Hedong Pei (Wei) pays homage to the Grand Sima!"

"Henan Yang..."

...

Sima Feng smiled slightly and said slowly:

"Why do you need such a great gift? Please come up?"

After everyone thanked him, they stood up.
Chapter completed!