"Brother, this person has no family background or reputation. What is the future for him to serve? Why don't we move our family to Yanzhou and surrender to Xun Wen?"

On the official road outside Yangdi City, Guo Shou actively offered advice to his confidant:

"Does this person really dare to use the lives of the entire Guo clan to coerce?"

Guo Jia glanced at him and responded with a plain expression:

"I thought he would just say it. If he dared to attack us blatantly, there would be no place for him to stand in the entire Central Plains!"

Chen Fei was originally the clerk of Jia Xu, the "poisonous warrior". If he dared to openly massacre the Guo family in Yingchuan, his reputation would be completely ruined. Not only would any gentry not cooperate with him, but he would also be surrounded and suppressed by the entire scholar class and even the princes of Kanto.

Seeing that he agreed, Guo Shou quickly continued to encourage:

"As brothers are so sure, he naturally doesn't dare to take action. Since that's the case... might we leave Yingchuan, the place where four battles are?"

He did not get a reply immediately, and the two rode side by side for half an hour.

When they were about to leave the border of Yangzi County, Guo Jia suddenly breathed leisurely:

"Ashou, do you know why I left Yuan Benchu?"

Guo Shouqi said:

"Isn't it because my brother saw that Yuan Benchu ​​was mean, polite, resourceful, and useless, so he left?"

Guo Jia shook his head:

"That's what is said to outsiders. Yuan Benchu ​​has such a high reputation. Now that he is almost unmatched, he has Jizhou as his foundation. His troops are extremely majestic. His famous officials and brave generals are ten times that of Cao Mengde. It is almost easy to achieve great things."

Guo Shou is even more strange:

"Since that's the case, why did the brother leave?"

Guo Jia looked up slightly:

"First, although Yuan Benchu's subordinates are full of talents, they have already shown signs of internal struggle. It is almost inevitable that scholars from Jizhou, Nanyang, and Central Plains will fight each other. You also know that what I hate the most is intrigue. Of course, there is another thing I also hate..."

Guo Shou obviously knows this cousin very well:

"Isn't it boring?"

Guo Jia looked up at the sky forty-five degrees:

"Life is short, and it is not what I want to die in a dull and death. It still requires a little challenge and excitement!"

-

Two hours later, Guo Jia and Guo Shou arrived at Yingyang City, more than fifty miles away from Yangdi.

With the golden signboard of the Guo family in Yangdi, the county magistrate He Yang warmly welcomed them:

"Sir, a famous sect in the Central Plains, can you give me some advice?"

Guo Jia, who was full of wine and food, then expressed his intention:

"Mr. Guo specifically pointed out a clear road for the county lord!"

He Yang listened attentively:

"I hope to hear the details."

Guo Jia burped and was drunk:

"Did the Yellow Turban He Man threaten Yingyang a few days ago?"

He Yang nodded and said yes.

Guo Jia asked again:

"How does the county lord respond?"

He Yang showed a look of shame:

"The troops in the county are weak, and I can't resist, so I have to pay money, grain and livestock to protect the people in the city."

Guo Jia made another blow:

"Guo heard that the Yellow Turbans were plundering outside the city, and the young and strong were cruel to it, while the women were mostly humiliated. Is this a matter?"

He Yang even had a little redness in his ears:

"This is indeed the case."

Guo Jia changed the subject:

"Can the county lord know that in the 17 cities of Yingchuan, which city dares to attack head-on against the Yellow Turban?"

He Yang sighed:

"There is only Yangdi City."

Guo Jia shook his sleeves:

"Yes, only the Chen County Magistrate of Yangdi is not afraid of life and death. He personally led elite troops to charge against the current, killing enemy chiefs in one battle, and killing more than 2,000 bandits. Yingchuan's literary style is prevalent, but it has been a long time since there has been such a brave general! The Lun family, Yangcheng, Father City, Jia, Xiang, Yingyin and other counties have sent envoys to rely on each other and watch over Yangdi. Chen County Magistrate has almost half of Yingchuan in his hands. Yingyang is closest to Yangdi, but what is the county magistrate still watching?"

He Yang was stunned:

"Yingyin has also been attached to Yangdi? Xun's family..."

Before he finished speaking, Guo Jia had already answered him:

"When Magistrate Chen met me for the first time, he was holding a letter from Xun Wenruo."

He Yang's face changed significantly:

"Xun Wenruo?"

He closed his eyes slightly and then sighed:

"Since Xun and Guo all recognized Chenxianjun, how could He say that? Mr. Wait for a moment, and after I sorted out the books of the land and households, I will send an envoy to Chenxianjun after I checked it out."

-

"Brother, why haven't I heard that Yingyin and other counties have already attached to Yangdi?"

After drinking and eating, Guo Shou finally couldn't help asking after returning to the guest room.

Guo Jia laughed indifferently:

"Since I've already made my own move, are these questions... still problems?"

-

"Report to the county lord, Yingyang Order sent an envoy to ask for his acceptance!"

"Yingyin Order sent an envoy to ask for his acceptance!"

"The president and the president sent an envoy to ask for his acceptance!"

"Father's City Order, County Magistrate Jia came to ask for a visit in person!"

...

The old man from Yangzi County Yamen, Wang Fu, suddenly felt that his two old legs were about to break!

In just half a month, he almost met all the officials from the seventeen counties of Yingchuan!

These officials are not coming here without exception, but they are respectful when facing themselves. Some people even secretly stuffed two copper plates, making Lao Wang, who is nearly fifty years old, feel that he has reached the peak of his life.

As the county magistrate, Chu Liang also expressed his feelings:

"After all, it's a century-old clan. The county lord originally valued the Guo family very much. Now that he has made such a contribution, this person has a bright future!"

His own son Chu Mao muttered:

"I thought that no one in the Guo family had been an official in the court in the past few years, so they had already declined..."

Chu Liang glared at him:

"You know nothing!"

-

On the fifth day of November, Guo Jia, who was ordered to go on a mission to various counties, returned to Yangdi after twenty days.

"Fortunately, I'm not disgraced."

Guo Jia stepped into the main hall and bowed to Chen Fei.

As soon as he lowered his head, Chen Fei had already left the table and grabbed his arm directly:

"It's hard to be filial! From now on, there will be no need for these common etiquettes between me and me!"

The number on Guo Jia's forehead is still "10", and it has not changed because of his enthusiasm.

Chu Liang, who came after hearing the news, looked at Guo Jia with admiration:

"Mr. Fengxiao, one man and one horse, rode on Yingchuan. Within half a month, ten cities sent envoys to rely on him. Even if Su Qin and Zhang Yi were resurrected, they might not be like this!"

In addition to Wuyang and Yan County at the junction of Runan, as well as Yanling, Xinji and Yingchuan, which borders Chenguo and Chenliu, all the remaining thirteen counties in Yingchuan have expressed their sincerity to follow the leader to Chen Fei, and Chen Fei has become the de facto prefect of Yingchuan.

"Mr. Chu is too honored."

Guo Jia smiled with a little pride and lifted up his robe and sat down casually:
To be continued...