Just as Yecheng was holding a celebration banquet for the Yuan family in a burgeoning manner, Sima Yi on the other side of Wancheng was raging inhumanely by Pu Yuan.

In Wancheng, the Qingmao Formation, and the edge of the undeveloped fields, Sima Yi was working hard like a plowing ox.

"That side, that side, that side is not deep enough. If you use some force, you won't eat breakfast!" Pu Yuan lay under the shade of the tree, holding a platycodon in his mouth, making the makeup seem unintentional, but in fact he was staring at Sima Yi's every move.

"I didn't eat it!" Sima Yi slapped the hoe to the ground, turned around and howled loudly at Pu Yuan.

Pu Yuan clenched his nose and looked very leisurely: "I sneered, I snatched four chickens and packed two big geese, but I was so embarrassed to say that I didn't eat? Why are you so embarrassed to say that you said!"

When Sima Yi heard this, tears immediately flowed from his eyes.

"Mr. Pu Yuan, Mr. Pu Yuan, it was already three days ago that I had eaten four chickens. Besides, those two big geese have been plundered by you. I haven't gotten into the drip of water for three days. Just working on the farmland, you are good at it. Even if you can continue to squeeze me, you can't give me two bites of food? What if I get tired, who will give you the land to you and who will give you the soil to you? Who will pay attention to the four chickens in the future? One person once told me that you can't just look at the immediate interests when doing things, and you should pay attention to sustainable development. Do you think this is the case?"

Upon hearing this, Pu Yuan touched his chin and nodded, "Sustainable development? Does this mean quite reasonable? Who said it?"

"A calf named Yuan."

"If you tell you that it makes sense, you will scold him. You are really not a good cake! I wanted to give you a bite... Seeing that you are so inhumane, I'd better forget it and keep plowing the land! Dig deeper for me! If you don't do it, you can serve with a whip!"

Sima Yi: “……………………………”

From morning to night, from day to night, from day to night, the rice grains have not been in and the water has not been dripped. When Sima Yi was put down the hoe, he was already so tired that he couldn't stand up.

Pu Yuan was still holding a platycodon in his arms, walking around, watching Sima Yi's achievements in arable land, nodding while walking, and secretly admiring.

"No, it's really good. I can't tell that this kid is a good farmer, better than my oxen! If I train for a few months, I can't guarantee another good seedling that can be planted..."

"Village Chief! Village Chief~~!"

As he roared, he saw a tall and broad man running towards him, and Pu Yuan turned his head and saw the farmer sweating profusely. He obviously reported something important. Then he raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "What's going on? He ran so anxiously?"

"We're in trouble, village chief!"

Pu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this and said strangely: "What's going on? Why are you in trouble? Tell me slowly."

The big man took a deep breath and then whispered to Pu Yuan: "Village Chief, it's not good. The rural officials under the prefect of Wancheng just sent someone to the village, saying that it will be in three days. The tax grain for this season will be collected, so that we can prepare as soon as possible. If we are not prepared, we will collect the strong men in the form of three males and one male. What should we do now?"

Pu Yuan's face changed and he said, "It's more than two months away from the day of collection. Why did he suddenly get ahead?"

The farmer shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it is said that Jingzhou has just fought two tough battles with major forces such as Eastern Wu and Yuan Shang from Hebei, and has suffered a lot of losses. Liu Jingzhou ordered local governments to make up for the period of time. Local officials are incompetent and cannot deliver them within a time limit, so they can only blackmail them from the people..."

Pu Yuan stomped his feet heavily and said hatred: "It's okay that they are incompetent in the stupid thief officials who have been killed these days, but they are harming us and other people for no reason!"

The man looked anxious: "Village Chief, it's too late to say anything now. It's three days' time limit. How can we... prepare for it? Do you really need to use strong men to make up for it? There are fewer men in the village. If this happens, our life will be even more difficult for the next year's taxes!"

Pu Yuan nodded when he heard this, touched his chin and pondered for a long time, and then slowly shifted his eyes to Sima Yi, who was so tired on the farmland.

"Don't worry, I have a way."

The farmer was happy when he heard this and hurriedly said, "Miss Minister, what are you going to do?"

"Just hand that kid over and hand it over to the prefect of Wancheng, I believe it is enough to pay the taxes for one year in our village."

"He?" The farmer was surprised when he heard this, obviously disbelief of Pu Yuan's words: "Can he pay the tax for one year? Is it true or false?"

Pu Yuan laughed and whispered: "Three days ago, when I captured this kid back to the village, I had carefully observed his carry-on bag and found that there was a set of silver armor and a Xichuan Shu brocade battle robe. Although it was a little embarrassed, it was all valuable and affordable. It was definitely not an ordinary general, but it must be the main core figure in a certain army!"

"Hiss-" The farmer took a breath, thought for a while and said, "Then what important person would he... be?"

Pu Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't matter which army he is, the important thing is that he is not a general in our Jingzhou."

Dahanqi said: "Wu Zheng, why are you so sure?"

"If he was a senior general in Jingzhou, he would report his identity directly when he captured him that day. Why did he fight against us and plead for us here? If he was a member of the Jingzhou army, don't say that if he ate our four chickens, even if he ate the chickens in the whole village, we would have to lecturing him! Aren't we?"

The farmer suddenly realized when he heard this.

"In other words, he must be an important figure in the foreign army!"

"Yes, if such a person is betting the right treasure, don't need to pay taxes, so there may be rewards on it."

The man was overjoyed when he heard this: "If so, the village chief, we will tie him up and send him to the official tomorrow?"

"Tie and send it to the official!"

************************************

Poor Sima Yi, after helping Pu Yuan with three days of hard work, was beaten by him to trade the payer for taxes. He was really a species that even counted money for others when he was sold.

On the second day, Sima Yi was still in the shack and returned to Hebei. Yuan Shang invited him to have a meal and went to the kiln. Suddenly, several big men rushed in and tied Sima Yi into a ball like a rice dumpling, then lifted up and ran outside.

Sima Yi suddenly woke up from his sleep. Seeing this, he was anxious. He kept struggling and shouted at the big men: "What are you doing? What are you going to do!"

Several big men seemed to be not listening, but mechanically carried Sima Yi to a prepared wooden prison cart, opened the door, then slammed Sima Yi into the inside, then locked the door heavily, led it with a horse, and slowly drove towards the village.

Sima Yi was stunned when he saw this. He looked left and right, and a very bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Pu Yuan was waiting there. He looked up and down at Sima Yi, then nodded, and said to the crowd: "Let's go, go to Wancheng."

But after hearing the three words "going to Wancheng", Sima Yi's mind buzzed and he was depressed.

"Pu Yuan! Pu Yuan! What do you mean! What do you mean!"

Pu Yuan turned his head and glanced at Sima Yi quietly without saying a word.

"Pu Yuan, are you trying to pull me to the official position? OK! Didn't you agree to work for you for two months and pay off your debts and let me go? You have only been back on your word in a few days! You are simply a bastard! You are killing the donkey!"

Speaking of this, Sima Yi was stunned and felt that the metaphor was a bit inappropriate enough. Then he changed his words and started to curse. However, he could just say whatever he called, Pu Yuan refused to respond, and just kept urging the escort team to Wancheng.

Sima Yi was really anxious now. Wancheng was stolen from Zhang Xiu by Liu Bei. If he really got there, his life would be completely over! Regardless of other things, just saying that he was one of Yuan Shang’s most trusted planners, Liu Bei had to scrape it into pieces with a knife......

The escort team reached a fork, and Pu Yuan was looking for a shortcut to Wanwancheng, but suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves, and saw a Biao army wearing Jingzhou uniforms coming hurriedly towards here.

The leader of a man in the costume of a lieutenant had big arms and a round waist, a lion's mouth and a wide nose, a large cluster of twisted jaws, his eyes were as wide as a bronze tomb, and his whole body exuded a sense of power that no one else could be.

The Jingzhou army led by the great man rushed to Pu Yuan's team, looked up and down, then looked at the prison car behind them, and spoke at Pu Yuan with a roar like a torn split.

"Who are you? What kind of prison car is you pressed? Where are you going!"

When Pu Yuan saw that the Jingzhou army did not dare to neglect, he hurriedly saluted and said to the great man: "Your Majesty Jun, this person is a foreigner whom we caught in the village the day before yesterday. He suspected that it was a detailed work by the enemy army and did not dare to hide it. Therefore, he sent it to Wancheng and handed it over to the prefect. I hope the Junyu can do it well and give it a convenience. I am grateful."

When the big man heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "What a bullshit spy! Nonsense, if you can catch a group of farmers, can you be considered a spy? Then he is too spy! Who are you fooling around?"

Pu Yuan smiled and said, "This military master, how dare you cheat me for such a big deal? The villain is just a mere guarantee of justice. If he really uses a fake to fool the prefect, wouldn't the villain be tired of living? This matter is true and well-founded. I hope the military master..."

"Okay OK! It's so hard! It's just a waste of time! You give this person to me and I'll send it to the prefect of Wancheng for you. I'm going to see him too!"

When Pu Yuan heard this, he was shocked and hurriedly said, "Mr. Jun, how dare you do such a trivial matter? I don't think it's necessary..."

"Brush!"

Before he could finish his words, he saw that the big man's steel knife was already on Pu Yuan's neck.
Chapter completed!