Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 349 Fighting Thieves
"Wang Canjun, this Zoroastrian temple not only enshrines the Ming Zun, but also stores the money and valuables of many Hu merchants in Chang'an. My master is one of the principals of the Zoroastrian temple. If it falls, my family's owner will go bankrupt and lose everything." I can't afford compensation!"

"Oh? Your master is bankrupt and can't afford compensation?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "You are alarmist, aren't you? I know a thing or two about how big your master's business is! Don't say anything else, just Baekje, Silla's trade, how can it be due to an income of 30 million guan in a year?"

"Hey, Wang Canjun!" the man said, "Leaving aside the valuables and letterheads stored in the temple, the gold and silver alone can fill a three-bay house. How do you think my master can afford it?"

"There are so many?" Wang Wenzuo couldn't help but stare at him. The so-called bays are the size of ancient houses. Generally, one bay is about 3.6 meters wide, and three bays are about 10 meters wide. This is the largest ordinary civilian house.The precious metals that can fill such a large room, even if they are all silver, are an astronomical fortune. These Hu merchants are really rich!

"If the villain has half a lie, Mingzun will surrender!" The man had already seen Wang Wenzuo's greed, and in order to impress the other party to save him, he hurriedly said: "The master once said before the villain left that as long as you can To drive away the culprits and save the Zoroastrian Temple, he is willing to give half of the gold and silver as reward!"

"Really? But the gold and silver don't belong to the owner alone, but are the public property of the Zong Temple, right? Can he be the master?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Could it be that this is to lie to me and wait for the effort, and then turn around and refuse to admit it?" Bar!"

"This—" The man didn't expect Wang Wenzuo to be so calm at this time, and found the flaw in his words, and hurriedly said: "The master has a very high prestige in the Zoroastrian temple, and besides, several principals in the temple are now trapped inside. If the thieves come in, they will burn everything, no matter how much property is lost, it will be useless!"

Wang Wenzuo smiled, he knew in his heart that this person's promise just now was mostly a lie to trick him into sending troops. After all, he had seen this Zoroastrian temple when he came to Xishi last time. Big vault.The mob didn't have siege equipment, even if there were only some merchants inside, they would not be able to attack for a while, and this is Chang'an City, at most, it would take half a day, at least two or three hours, and the army would come to suppress the riot. The Hu merchants can spend a few thousand money at most to work in the army, why bother to spend so much blood.After all, Cao Yena and the others in the Zoroastrian Temple didn't know that the emperor would not issue an edict to dispatch the army for some reason that could not be made public. The only one who can save them now is really Wang Wenzuo.

The man breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, he had already seen that the uniforms and armors of the hundreds of people beside Wang Wenzuo were in disarray, and he couldn't recognize which imperial army they were from, so he cautiously asked: "Wang Canjun, what is your official position now? What kind of troops are you leading?"

"Of course I'm still in the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion. I'm just returning to Chang'an to report on my duties!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "These people are my guards, not some soldiers!"

"Guards and entourage?" Beads of sweat immediately appeared on the man's forehead: "So you only have these people? No successors?"

"Successor? Of course not!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Don't you know? The emperor has issued an order for all the troops to strictly guard their own camps and not to move rashly! Where is the successor?"

"No successors? That's only based on these more than a hundred people, I'm afraid--" At this point, the man's expression was as dead as death, and he was speechless.

"Come on, give this man a horse!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "Changzhi, do you dare to come with me to kill the majesty of the thief?"

"The last general is willing to be the pioneer of Sima!" Hei Chi Changzhi said in a deep voice.

"That's good!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Then rely on Chang Zhi!"

The street in front of the gate of the West Market is deserted, and half of the famous big willow tree has been burned by the fire—a dead body hangs on the other half. Judging from the clothes on the corpse, it should be the scribe who read out the notice , the body of this unlucky man was stabbed and stabbed by countless people, and turned reddish brown from head to toe.At his feet, two guards lay in the gutter, their helmets and heads inside smashed into a mass of red mud.

"I have been fighting in Baekje for three years, and this is the first time I have seen this kind of welcome ceremony!" Wang Wenzuo spat angrily, and asked Wu Xiaoyi to put the scribe's body down from the tree and put it on the high platform On, wait for the meeting to converge again.

"You are late, this is our territory, get out!"

"Yes, get out, and go to Dongshi, this is already our territory!"

Wang Wenzuo frowned, and the crowd came out from the shops on both sides of the West Market. The brocades on their bodies were in stark contrast to the murderous look on their faces, and the bloodstained sticks, knives and axes in their hands proved their identities.

"The emperor has an edict. Everyone must return to their own workshops. If they stay on the street after Shenshi, they will be regarded as thieves and will be shot to death! Do you understand?" Wang Wenzuo's voice was not cadenced. When the veteran heard his voice, he would tremble with fright, because it meant that he had already made a killing intent.

Hahahahaha!
Wang Wenzuo's words elicited bursts of laughter, and the leader of the mob showed his attitude with actions - he spit on the ground: "For us Chang'an people, this is the Son of Heaven!" Then he stepped on the ground. Spit on it, and turned around vigorously.

Ah!
Almost in the next second, an arrow pierced the man's throat. Wang Wenzuo turned his head in surprise. Before he had time to give the order to attack, the one who shot the arrow was a Japanese—judging from the tattoo on his face, it should be a shrimp. barbarians.

"Come on!" Hei Chi Chang Zhi patted his horse's butt with the handle of his gun, and rushed forward, the crowd dispersed in front of him.Wang Wenzuo followed closely and rushed into the crowd. As he rode his horse and galloped, a bumpy stone flew past his scalp, and then a rotten radish hit Wang Wenzuo's helmet, flying in all directions.On his right, several thugs rushed up, brandishing sticks, trying to knock Wang Wenzuo off his horse.But they were quickly cut down by the knights who came after them.A stumbled guy rushed to Wang Wenzuo's horse, he kicked the horse's belly hard, and the horse knocked him down, only to hear a scream from under the horse's hooves, Wang Wenzuo didn't bother to care who was knocked down, he just slashed with his knife, and the two relatives The soldiers are always on the left and right, like two shadows.

Suddenly, all the madness was thrown behind him. Wang Wenzuo turned his horse's head and prepared to charge again, but he found that it was unnecessary. They shot down one by one, then dismounted and cut off their heads, which they tied around their necks like a terrible necklace.

(End of this chapter)