Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Qin Xiuyuan approached, and the word "handle" floated into his ears. His waist and abdomen tightened again. That day when she got angry and mercilessly grabbed, pulled, and pinched him...

Her face immediately turned a little strange. Who said this wasn't "holding a handle"? Moreover, this handle belonged to her alone. Extreme pleasure and extreme pain happened in a split second, cough cough!

Governing Jingzhou was simple: first, they eliminated the local tyrants, then fished, cleared wasteland, and wove bamboo cages. They promoted the cause while doing so, using both hard and soft tactics. They distributed seeds, built riverbanks, and allowed bachelors to marry local women.

The rice and wheat seedlings, once lush and green, were now a sea of ​​golden yellow. Camps for road construction, bridge building, fishing, and housing repairs sprang up along the eastward march of the army. Despite the commander's absence, Han Batian and Zhang San, along with their numerous lieutenants, copied the same strategy and continued to thrive. With the harvest approaching, their reputation grew even greater.

"General, refugees from Jizhou have recently moved south."

As the three of them were inspecting the fields, Zhang San suddenly mentioned this: "There are not many of them, they are dressed in rags, and they are begging for food along the way."

Qin Xiuyuan held up a handful of heavy rice ears. The northern seeds selected by Wangshu were blooming and bearing fruit in Jingzhou, and her words about the general taking action against him seemed to come to mind.

"It's probably an assassin disguised as a military household. The Jizhou Army specializes in killing generals. The general went to Longzhou some time ago. The old general of Jizhou might attack us in Jingzhou."

Han Batian straightened up immediately. As a bandit himself, he immediately grabbed Zhang San and asked, "Are there many elderly, weak, sick, disabled, women and children among the refugees? How are their legs and feet?"

Zhang San recalled carefully, "Most of them were young and middle-aged, with unkempt hair and dirty faces, and hungry. They said that the corvée labor in Jizhou was heavy, so they ran away en masse when the city wall was being built."

The three of them looked at each other and quickly returned to the government office.

That night, the refugees who invaded Jingcheng were sent to the mines, where they were shackled and forced to dig in the mountains.

"General, we are all good citizens! Not criminals!"

Zhang San was unmoved. "You're all working for a living. As long as you're willing to work hard, you won't starve to death!"

The mine owner, Zhang, was accompanying them, smiling with satisfaction. "Work hard! If you're slow, I'll whip you!"

Let the wailing fade away.

Before leaving, Zhang San invited, "Boss Zhang, my general is hosting a banquet for a group of wealthy merchants at Shiwanjia tomorrow afternoon. Please be on time."

The smile froze, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly leaned forward and said, "I have heard of General Qin's great name for a long time, and I am really looking forward to tomorrow."

Longzhou County Government Office.

"Third Young Master... please... ah!... ah!"

"…Bitch! What are you doing here?" Amidst the sounds of ripping clothes and falling tables and chairs, a woman's cries of pain and choking rang out. Through a door, armor-clad Qin Wu listened to his third brother venting his anger, indulging himself, and abusing her.

Three months had passed, and the man who had lost his left arm had been devastated and indulged in pleasure. Several pregnant women in the government office had been raped by Qin Shuang, and now he was even not sparing the maidservants who brought water for washing feet.

The general stood in front of him, his hands behind his back, his expression unclear. Qin Wu followed the group along the corridor, passing two rows of small houses on each side. The women inside quickly emerged. Some were pregnant, some had bulging bellies, some were older, and some were young girls cowering like chickens. Many of them were in tears, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

"Of these women, those who are pregnant will stay, and the rest will be chosen by the soldiers. Those who do not wish to marry will be given severance pay."

The Qin family's housekeeper obeyed the order. Turning back, Qin Wu kicked the door shut. The maid, heartbroken, allowed the person on her to move. She remained motionless in the same place until the person on her was kicked off.

Qin Wu pulled the quilt to cover her body, and threw the crazy Qin Shuang at the feet of General Qin, gasping for breath.

"Shuang'er, Daddy gives you two choices. One is to cheer up and have a bright future. The other is..."

The general threw down a dagger and said, "Since you are such a coward, why do you still exist in this world?"

This time, he didn't try to persuade him with earnest words of reason, but simply explained the current situation calmly. "The current situation is particularly unfavorable to our army. If you continue to act like this, it will weaken the morale of the army and the people of Youzhou. I'm afraid that in the future, I will be a stray dog ​​and a rat crossing the street!"

Qin Wu looked at Qin Shuang, who was crying and laughing at the same time. He no longer had the Zhang Yang who was so high-spirited and wanted to compete with his elder brother. He felt mixed emotions.

"Third brother, why don't you go to Jingzhou. There's a famous doctor in Jingzhou. I heard he can cure people of their flesh and bones. Why not give it a try?"

Bringing the dead back to life and growing flesh on bones is nothing but a luxury.

Qin Shuang fell to the ground and laughed. He looked at the sharp dagger not far away and grabbed it. Qin Xiuyuan was just a soldier under his command back then!

"Shuang'er!" The general shouted at him, but he couldn't bear it anymore. His third son was brave and resourceful, but God was blind!

That old bastard, we are irreconcilable!

Yongcheng Mountain Resort.

A convoy that had stayed here for more than half a month was just about to turn onto the busy main street when it suddenly stopped in an hurry and the carriages were controlled to return to the side road.

"Madam, it's the Second Young Master Qin and his men. They've stopped."

Qin Wu?

Chun Yang hurriedly helped Wangshu tidy up, and used a little force when tightening the belt. Wangshu tightened his abdomen and cooperated with her. He gritted his teeth and tightened it, then took the help of others to get out of the car.

The light pink, three-fold fishtail dress, and the narrow waist that could be held in one hand, showed off her curvaceous figure. She walked with small steps, looking pale and weak, with her blood circulation sluggish. She led her men and knelt gently under their horses, "Ji Shi Wangshu greets Master Qin and the others."

From top to bottom, her hair was as black as ink, she was slender and thin, and her waist was even thinner. The people on Qin Wu's side cast a few glances at the two bulging parts, which looked weak, but where flesh should be, it was plump.

"Madam Guard, there's no need to be so polite. We just happened to meet, so let's go to the Governor's Mansion and have a good meal together."

In public, all they could do was respectfully obey. Wangshu then boarded the carriage, and Chunyang loosened her chest wrap slightly. Her period was swollen, and apart from that, she felt her wife was still growing taller, though she had to maintain her frail image for a long time, without applying makeup.

"That's it." After applying some light lip balm and wrapping himself in a cloak, Wangshu walked into the governor's mansion with Chunyang and the eldest sister.

Ji Laoer was sleeping soundly in the carriage outside.

The pot-bellied Governor Xie beamed, his face as benevolent as the Maitreya Buddha on earth. "How's your Madam Guard's floating technique going?"

"Don't laugh, sir. It's just a child's play."

A feast was served at the large round table in the main hall, featuring beef and mutton. The two sisters from the Governor's Mansion sat next to each other, ignoring Wangshu. Qin Qiqi, on the other hand, was overjoyed at the arrival of her second and third brothers. Seeing her third brother, whose face had been distorted by the loss of his left arm, she alternated between sobbing and rejoicing, asking and answering questions, laughing and crying.

Compared to the warmth and warmth that was overflowing elsewhere, the governor asked Wangshu, who looked unwell, about the results.

Wangshu shook his head. "Thank you for your concern, sir. I'm physically exhausted and can't achieve much. I'm even worse than my three-year-old sister."

...This...is really not good enough...

“Don’t fight for overnight success, and learn again next year.”