Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 12 Bleach III

The warehouse of the county government.

"Master, we are rich. There are at least three thousand pieces of gold here!" Zhao Ping looked at the boxes of five baht coins and gold in the warehouse, and smiled.

They didn't expect to get so much money after getting the food, which was a surprise.

"This should be the tax paid by Wuyin County. It is now December, and Wuyin is a big county. They have collected all the winter taxes this year, so there is a lot of tax. They will send it to the county in January next year. , but before it was transported away, it fell into our hands, and we didn’t expect to hit us right in the face!”

Mu Shan said in a deep voice.

It has been two or three years since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and prosperity has already been restored in Wuyin County. Such a large city is geographically close to Nanyang in Runan, and it travels from south to north. There are more than a dozen entrance taxes and business taxes here and there. There are countless tax names, so naturally a lot of tax money is saved.

This is cheap for them.

"Master, what should we do now?" Zhao Ping took a deep breath and asked following the sound.

"Seal all these cash boxes, don't make noise, and no one is allowed to tamper with without my order!" Mu Shan glanced at the money and gold, gritted his teeth, looked away with difficulty, and said indifferently.

If they followed the usual practice, they would naturally search for them all, but this time it won't work, maybe they still need to survive here, and they have to stay in the front line.

"Shouldn't you transport it back to Mushroom Mountain immediately?" Zhao Ping frowned.

"Wait first!" Mu Shan shook his head.

"why?"

"Maybe we don't need to go back to Mushroom Mountain anymore!" Mu Shan said quietly.

Mu Jing had already told his father all his plans. Although this plan was very risky, and if they were not careful, all of them would be killed, but it was undeniable that Mu Jing had persuaded himself.

It's not because Mujing is his son, but because what Mujing said hit the worry in his heart.

The Yellow Turbans have failed.

In the past, he always had a slight hope that the Yellow Turban Army could make a comeback, because he knew that there were still many Yellow Turban soldiers in various parts of the Central Plains, such as Runan, Liu Pigongdu, He Man and Huang Shao. There are five or six thousand troops, and there are still tens of thousands of troops. There are also many Yellow Turban soldiers and horses in the north, Xuzhou, Qingzhou, Hebei, and Hedong.

If someone raises their arms and shouts, it may not be impossible for the Yellow Turban to rise again.

But now, he had to recognize the fact that the Yellow Turban had been defeated, the great virtuous and good teachers were still there, and their states combined had millions of soldiers. They still couldn't overthrow the Han court, and now they had no chance.

If you can't revolt and occupy one side, you are just rogues, and rogues can't be a lifetime. He Mushan can be a grassroots, a king of the mountain, and be notorious all his life, but his son, they are all young men in the prime of life on Mushroom Mountain. Lang can't be a grassroots bandit all his life, and he can't be looked down upon by others all his life.

So he finally chose to take a gamble.

He put all his trust on a 12-year-old child. If he wins the bet, they can live in the county in the future. More than 1000 people under him can live a stable life. If he loses the bet, it will be a big deal. They all went to see Qu Shuai, anyway, he got his life back.

"We don't need to go back to Mushroom Mountain?" Zhao Ping frowned slightly, but soon came to his senses: "That's right, Mushroom Mountain has been exposed. If we continue to stay on Mushroom Mountain, we will be punished, but..."

"Have Zhang Gu settled down?"

Mu Shan interrupted him, quickly changed the subject, and asked.

"Zhang Gu did not enter the city. He took more than 1000 old and weak women and children and settled down in Xiaogou Village, northwest of the city. It was an abandoned village. When our Yellow Turban Army attacked Wuyin County, it was burned for ten miles. Many villages have been burned outside, and this is one of them!"

Zhao Ping immediately understood that Mu Shan didn't want to say more, so he didn't continue to ask. He believed that Mu Shan would not cheat them, so he asked respectfully: "But I am a little worried. The people around him are old and young. It’s not just women and children, even if they have weapons in their hands, they have to guard the captives of more than 700 elite county soldiers. Strong soldiers, how about I personally lead a hundred soldiers and go out of the city to meet him!"

"Zhang Gu has always been prudent. It is indeed dangerous to guard more than 700 young and strong prisoners, but with his ability, there should be no problem within three to five days!"

Mu Shan shook his head, looked into the distance, and said: "Nowadays the city is more dangerous, and our troops are small. Although we managed to take down the county government by virtue of a trick to open the city gate, the most dangerous are those in the city. The gentry and rich family, they have a lot of private soldiers in their hands, they have been standing still, and they have taken root here for many years, and they have a high prestige among the people. They can gather troops to drive us away at any time. If we divide our troops at this time, I am afraid they will eat them In order to delay the time, all soldiers and horses must be concentrated and stick to the county government office!"

He has been reluctant to attack the city, and the reason is not only because of his lack of troops.

In addition, the water in the county town was too deep, and they couldn't stand at all.

He was born in the Yellow Turban Army, and he is most familiar with aristocratic families, the terrible families of local gentry.

In the Yellow Turban Uprising, the Yellow Turban Army occupied Wancheng with lightning speed. In Wancheng, many aristocratic families were hostile to them. At first they didn't care. In their view, they had soldiers in their hands, and the world invincible.

But then they realized how powerful these aristocratic families are, and the invisible influence of these families almost made it impossible for them to gain a foothold in Wancheng, and each aristocratic family has thousands of private guards, long-term tenants, etc. soldiers, raided them from time to time, and they paid a heavy price for this. Once, Zhang Mancheng, the commander in chief, was almost beheaded. In a rage, Zhang Mancheng bloodbathed Wancheng. In Wancheng, [-]% of the family All the wealthy families were wiped out by them.

From then on, Mu Shan never dared to underestimate the powerful and aristocratic families in these places.

"Zhao Ping!"

"exist!"

"You personally bring a dozen elite scouts to watch over the families in the city, and if they want to send troops to the county government, notify me immediately!" Fight hard!"

"promise!"

Zhao Ping nodded and went away.

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In the east of the city, there is a big house with nine entrances and nine exits, covering an area of ​​more than [-] acres, surrounded by high walls, a vermilion gate, and two stone lions in front of the gate, which is very majestic.

This is Zhu's mansion.

The No. [-] wealthy family in Wuyin, a typical local tyrant, all three floors of Wuyin are in their hands, and even the county magistrate Cai Tu would be in awe of them on weekdays.

The Zhu family of Wuyin originated from the Zhu family of Wancheng. The Zhu family of Wancheng is not a local powerful, but a well-known family.

The ancestor of the Zhu family in Wancheng was one of the 28 generals in Yuntai, the founding hero of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Gehou, and the general of Jianyi Zhu You.

The ancestor of Wuyin Zhu family was Zhu Ming, the son of Zhu You's great-grandson Zhu Chong. After that, his lineage, based on Wuyin, has accumulated from generation to generation for 30 years. Thirty percent of the fertile land, controlling Wuyin's grain, is the uncrowned king of Wuyin.

Zhu Zhan, the Patriarch of Wuyin Zhu's generation, has had a bad official career and wasted 20 years. Now he is just a county magistrate.

At this moment, he was kneeling and sitting on the first seat in the main hall, his face was a little gloomy and uncertain.

"Patriarch, the bandit army has already occupied the county government office, and there are not many soldiers and horses. I will check it myself, and the maximum is only five hundred soldiers and horses!"

The tall and tall Zhu Tong has practiced martial arts since he was a child. He has outstanding martial arts skills. He is good at riding and shooting. Under the hall, he said to the head of the family, Zhu Zhan: "Although our Wuyin families borrowed [-] soldiers to the county government, the whole army was wiped out, but there are still [-] young and strong in the family. If we contact the Wuyin families, But with more than a thousand troops, it is no problem to wipe them out!"

"hold on!"

Zhu Zhan is a bit blessed, but his eyes are as bright as fire, and the light is sharp: "These thieves are not good, but my purpose is not with them. You first gather the young and strong at home, and wait for my order!"

"promise!"

Zhu Tong nodded, and took his orders and left.

(End of this chapter)