Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 37
The night is like water, quiet and comfortable.

Gu's mansion.

In the majestic mansion, there are brightly lit scenes everywhere, and the light from the faint oil lamps is very bright, illuminating the surrounding darkness with a piece of light.

On the middle hall of the mansion, the heads of more than a dozen families of the Wuyin gentry have gathered together.

But the one who summoned them was the second in command of the Wuyin county government, Wuyin county magistrate, Meng Wu.

"Master Xian Cheng, you want us to raise food and grass for Mu Shan!"

"That's right!"

"No, I don't agree!"

"Patriarch Gu, we don't want the child to be tied to the wolf. We want Mushan to die, so how can we not give him something sweet?"

"But……"

"This matter is Tan Song Changshi's idea!"

"Well, I have no objection, but can you guarantee that Mushan will take the initiative to go to war after taking our food and grass?" The Patriarch of the Gu family held a cane, and a gleam shot out of his cloudy eyes, looking at the eloquent Meng Wu , asked in a deep voice.

"Patriarch Gu, no matter who this person is, he is now the Wuyin county lieutenant. As a Wuyin county lieutenant, since he dares to issue a military order in the hall of the county government office, how dare he go back on his word!"

Meng Wu said with a sneer: "Once this happens, I will not be able to tolerate him in court. Wouldn't it be justifiable for us to kill him then!"

"But even if you let him lead the army, with your ability to fight with him, you may not be able to win him on the battlefield!" A patriarch said in a low voice: "If you let him return with a big victory at that time, wouldn't it be the end of the people's hearts?"

"Humph!"

Meng Wu snorted coldly and said coldly: "As long as he leaves Wuyin, he will surely die!"

"Since Meng Xiancheng is so confident, I will trust Meng Xiancheng once!"

The Patriarch of the Gu family thought for a while, he felt that Meng Wu hated the Yellow Turban Army more than himself, so he did not continue to ask further, and said: "We can pay for this food, but the county magistrate must also guarantee that this time we must Take care of Mu Shan, we can't let him stay in Wuyin County, with him by Cai Tu's side, we will suffer disaster sooner or later!"

"That's a big deal!"

Everyone silently looked at each other and said in agreement.

"Don't worry, as long as Mu Shan leaves Wuyin, even if they can get it back, it will be a corpse!"

Meng Wu said confidently: "There is already a net on Tufu Mountain waiting for him!"

"With the words of Meng Xiancheng, I feel relieved!"

Patriarch Gu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Actually, I have something to discuss with you here tonight!" Meng Wu hated the Yellow Turban Army to the point of paranoia. The rebels' lair must not be left behind, since Mushan is going on an expedition, the village must be empty, isn't it a good opportunity for us?"

"What if Mu Shan comes back?" Someone was already tempted, but someone still considered it carefully and asked a very critical question.

"Hmph, he has no chance!"

Meng Wu looked at the expressions of hesitation. He knew that Mushan's annihilation of the Zhu family had a great impact on these nobles. So he decided to reveal some facts to boost their self-confidence: "Tufu Mountain has developed very rapidly in recent months, and now it has [-] people with it. In addition, there are bandits crossing the border and gathering in the direction of Xinye Heping's City. Tigers roar in the mountains and forests. At this moment, there are more than [-] rebels in Tufu Mountain. This matter has already alarmed the prefect's mansion. The prefect was furious. The prefect's mansion decided to send [-] troops, Wuyin, Biyang, Fuyang, Ping, Xinye each sent about [-] to [-] troops, so Mushan was willing to send troops to encircle him, but he never thought that the soldiers and horses of the prefect's mansion would not join him, and Xinyeping's and other counties were also under the secret order of the prefect He won't send troops, this battle is nothing more than his soldiers and horses against the bandits in Shangtu Fushan, dog against dog, with one thousand against five thousand, even if he Mushan is the former Overlord of Western Chu, he may not be able to suppress the bandits, and his troops will surely fail If they are both wounded, the soldiers of the Taishou's Mansion wait for work and send troops to destroy them, then even if he is lucky enough to escape and come back, without the soldiers and horses intimidating him, a certain person can take him down in the name of the Prefect's Mansion..."

"Then what does Lord Meng want to do?" Patriarch Gu asked.

"Mu Shan is cruel and ruthless. In the previous battle, the whole family of the Gu clan was destroyed. He committed countless crimes and was full of evil. If he gains power, he will also destroy your whole family in the future. He is a yellow scarf rebel, and he will not speak of benevolence and righteousness to you. That being the case, why don't you guys want to act to be stronger!"

"Be the first to strike first?"

"Destroy Jingping Village?"

Someone muttered to himself in a low voice, but the voice was not small, and he yelled out directly.

……

three days later.

Meng Wu's actions were quick, but in just three days, he had already gathered enough food and grass for the army for a month.

Although he came from the prefect's mansion by air, he still has a foundation in Wuyin.

Although the gentry class in Wuyin County was deterred by the extermination of the Zhu clan, their dissatisfaction with Cai Tu and Mu Shan had already been manifested on the bright side, and they had nothing to rely on for not daring to resist before.

Now that Meng Wu has a foothold in the county government, they will naturally express their dissatisfaction, so several gentry have begun to show their banners to support him and oppose Cai Tu and Mu Shan's alliance.

Therefore, it was easy for him to raise food for more than a thousand soldiers and horses in Zihong of Wuyin County.

Now that he had raised enough food, Mu Shan also complied with his promise and led his troops to the expedition. He led a thousand elite county soldiers, Cheng Luo and Lei Gong, and marched southward in the direction of Biyang City.

Suppressing bandits this time is not a bad thing for Mushan. Although Tufu Mountain is steep, he is not familiar with anyone. Other soldiers dare not destroy it, but in his eyes, it is not difficult to suppress it.

……

In February, the beginning of spring, the ice and snow between the heaven and the earth have gradually completely melted, but the chill in the air is still there.

Jingping Village.

March is the day for spring plowing, but now the plowing of the fields has begun, and the land around Jingping Village has basically been given to Jingping Village by the county government, so many people started to go out to work with hoes early in the morning .

"The master is going to war, why don't we also go to battle!"

"Although I'm only 13 years old, I have also been in battle and killed people!"

"I want to be a soldier, not to plow the fields!"

Except for some old and weak women and children who worked in the fields, many of them were young men. These young men had a lot of grievances, and they all wanted to go to the battlefield. They were quite disgusted with the work.

"What should I do?" Zhang Gu, the head of Jingping Village, has noticed this situation for a long time, but he can't change anything, saying that they are young, but most of them have followed Mujing to kill people and went to the battlefield.

"Forget it, let the Young Master worry about this matter!" He thought for a while and headed towards the Zhonglie Hall.

In the Book Pavilion of Zhonglie Hall.

Mu Jing was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, holding a writing brush with his hands flat, and then wrote a few words on a few rough pieces of paper, twisted and twisted, and he couldn't even tell what the words were.

"This calligraphy is difficult to write, if only there is a pen!"

He sighed a little.

However, it is difficult to write and it is difficult to write. After all, you still have to practice. After all, you can survive in this era and write good calligraphy before you can pretend to be a scholar, so he contacted him very hard.

"Young Master!" At this time, the young Tan Zong gently opened the door, walked in and saluted, and said: "The person you asked me to make an invitation to invite has already heard back. Tomorrow morning, Chengnan Restaurant!"

"well done!"

Mu Jing put down the brush, moved his wrist, and said, "How many echoes have you heard?"

"Three!"

"It's a little less, but it's also convenient for me to take them down!"

Mu Jing smiled, he was very confident that they would trust him, and doing business was nothing more than making money, and he had the ability to make more money than others, as long as there were benefits, people would trust him.

(End of this chapter)