This life is very thick, with a fleshy face and a very thick beard.

He didn't look like a tribal leader, but rather a bandit leader.

However, seeing this, Zhao Xu's expression did not change at all. He reached out to take a cut off head from Mo Ne's hand, then took the head and threw it directly into the hands of Laoshan, the head of the Liangxiju Qiang tribe.

"Luoshan, do you know this person?"

"This..." Laoshan was stunned when he looked at the head that was thrown over, his expression changed several times, but in the end he could not help but shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before."

"Oh, is that right? But this man said that he was gathered by you Liangxi, and he attacked me."

As he said that, Zhao Xu couldn't help but stare at the prison mountain.

There is no hatred for no reason in the world. If these people want to kill him, they must have a motive to kill him.

At this time, it is very likely that it is to lay the groundwork for chaos.

And if this is true, then the Qiang people gathered in Liangxi will undoubtedly be unreliable.

"County lieutenant, I am accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being ac

Laoshan, I really don’t know that these people will do evil in the county, and I don’t know that they dare to attack the county lieutenant!”

Feeling Zhao Xu's cold gaze, the prison mountain, which was so thick that it was as strong as a bandit leader, was shocked and sweating heavily.

To be honest, as the patriarch of Liangxiju, Laoshan is really satisfied with his current life now. Although many of his fathers died at the hands of the Han army more than ten years ago, Laoshan dared to make trouble.

The big man is really too strong!

Over the past hundred years, in order to get rid of the oppression of the Han people by the Han people and drive the Han people out of the ancestral land where the Qiang people live, the Qiang people have raised many times.

But as a result, every rise and rebellion brought about bloody and cruel suppression by the Han army.

More than ten years ago, Duan Hun, one of the Sanming in Liangzhou, wanted to kill the Eastern Qiang tribe.

How powerful was Xianling Qiang at the beginning? Decades ago, Xianling Qiang chief Dianling even claimed to be the emperor in the north. But as a result, the Xianling Qiang tribe, who once dominated most of Liangzhou, is still hiding in a county in the north and dare not go out.

Looking at the head in my hand, Laoshan, who is the patriarch, naturally met this person.

'They don't think about this group of idiots. The Han court has ruled the world for more than 300 years. For more than 300 years, countless storms have not been able to destroy the Han court. Now, can the Han court be destroyed by the Laoshi Taiping Road in Shandong?'

There are ten thousand people in Laoshan’s heart who don’t believe it.

‘It’s ridiculous that these idiots are still thinking about taking this opportunity to make trouble. They just don’t know that they would have killed you directly, so they would have saved me from causing trouble now.’

Laoshan complained endlessly.

Looking at the bad-looking county lieutenant Zhao Xu, this guy couldn't help but fall to the ground when his legs were weak, "County lieutenant, you are the Shangguan of the Han family, you must make a decision for your subordinates.

It is pitiful to heaven. My Laoshan is loyal to the Han Dynasty, but he has absolutely no intention of causing trouble. If these thieves dare to attack the county magistrate, they will not die well. But my Laoshan, our Liangxi Qiang tribes dare not have a second thought towards the Han Dynasty!”

Laoshan kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, but it looked like a full dog-legged person.

Seeing this, Zhao Xu couldn't help but feel relieved.

‘If he looks like him, even if he wants to make trouble in the future, his tribe members will probably not obey him.’

After a lot of contempt and mocking in his heart, Zhao Xu asked someone to hand over all the heads of the Qiang people to him and ordered him, the patriarch, to handle the subsequent matters by himself. He was busy with his affairs and returned to the county town.

"Is the county magistrate here now?"

"If you go back to the county magistrate, the county magistrate is in the hall at this time."

"good."

After responding, Zhao Xu waved his hand and asked Mo Ne, Zhao Han and the others to take the county soldiers back, and he turned over and strode into the official office, preparing to report some of the things that happened outside these days to the county magistrate Zhang Mian.

"Oh, the county lieutenant is back."

Since Zhao Xu spoke to Zhang Mian in front of Li Shen last time, Zhang Mian changed his name to Zhao Xu. Compared with the "county lieutenant" who seemed to emphasize that Zhao Xu was still young, he undoubtedly looked more respectful.

However, Zhao Xu was too lazy to care about this at this time. Now the county magistrate, lord and gongcao are all here. And they are all frowning. Obviously, something bad news has been heard from Shandong.

Therefore, seeing this, Zhao Xu couldn't help but look at the county magistrate Zhang Mian and asked about this matter.

"Hey, you can see it yourself, the county magistrate."

He handed a very heavy bamboo slip to Zhao Xu's hand. Zhao Xu opened the bamboo slip, but his brows subconsciously frowned.

First of all, the emperor, who "can never make mistakes, even if he is wrong, his subordinates' faults will definitely be the faults of his subordinates rather than mines." In order to maintain his glorious image in front of the world, he directly pushed the pot of the Yellow Turban Rebellion to the current Grand Marshal Yang Ci and the current Sikong Zhang Ji.

The two were both removed from office, while the position of the third minister was replaced by the Grand Duke Deng Sheng and the Grand Secretary Zhang Wen.

However, once there is a chaos in the world, it is customary for the emperor to dismiss one or two three ministers to take the blame, and Zhao Xu did not care about this.

What he really cared about at this time was actually the battle reports about the court and the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhu Yan, the right general of the Central Army, took the lead in fighting against the Yellow Turbans of Yingchuan, but was defeated by the Yellow Turbans of Yingchuan because of a light army. In addition, the Yellow Turbans of Runan defeated Zhao Qian in Zhaoling.

In the north, the Yellow Turban Army in Guangyang County of Youzhou killed Guo Xun, the governor of Youzhou and Liu Wei, the prefect of Guangyang.

The Yellow Turbans in the North and South were so powerful that they were unstoppable at this time, and the officers and soldiers were defeated step by step, and they were in a state of disrespect.

Such a war report was delivered to the present moment, and even Zhao Xu, who knew the history, could not help but feel a little worried about the great man. No wonder Zhang Mian and the others were all frowning at this time.

"At this time, the thief seemed arrogant, but in the final analysis it was just because the thief's uprising was too sudden. I believe that as long as the various parts of Shandong reacted and worked together to coordinate and respond, the little yellow turban and the easy-going will not be afraid."

"Yes, the county magistrate said it right. I think my emperor and Han Dynasty have been established for more than 300 years, and I have never experienced any kind of storms. The little yellow turban is just a disease of scabies."

After hearing Zhao Xu's words, Zhang Mian, as the county magistrate, couldn't help but cheer up. However, he looked around and then changed his mind, but he still couldn't help but say solemnly: "But you and I can only know the content of this battle report. In any case, you must not spread it out, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!