Yuan Shao, the father of Fanghua in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 153
Complacent, Yuan Xi exchanged terms with Guo Jia and finally made him willing to make suggestions for him.

Under the double torment of alcohol addiction and criticism addiction, Guo Jia finally let go of her airs and negotiated terms with Yuan Xi.

A pot of wine a day, plus a concubine, in exchange for Guo Jia's strategy every day.

If you want two ideas a day, exchange them for double the price.

Such a naked exchange of benefits made Yuan Xi feel a little embarrassed.

When Wu Zhao next to him listened, he secretly felt sorry for Guo Jia. According to Yuan Xi's stingy degree of being able to squeeze people out, I am afraid that Guo Jia will regret it soon.

Sure enough, when Yuan Xi came back, he mobilized everyone to brainstorm, think about what is the most urgent issue at present, and sort it out step by step.

For the sake of Guo Jia's health, Yuan Xi decided not to ask more than one question a day, but to get to the bottom of it until all the questions were compiled into a book with [-] whys, and Guo Jia could be liberated.

The first question is quite troublesome. How did the Yellow Turban Uprising start from the common people and how to establish a message transmission mechanism? Yuan Xi caught Guo Jia and asked him for a long time, which made Guo Jia feel regretful.

When Yuan Xi was finally satisfied and left, Guo Jia gritted his teeth and went to the mansion to pick the most beautiful maid to be his concubine, and took her home to have a good time all night.

As a result, the next morning, when Guo Jia woke up and wanted to make persistent efforts, Yuan Xi knocked on the door again, causing Guo Jia, who was ready to go, to vomit three liters of blood.

The question Yuan Xi brought up this time was how to use the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army's Taiping Dao teachings for his own use.

Only then did Guo Jia understand what Yuan Xi wanted to do.

It turned out to be the case.

It was so.

How dare you do that!

This question was too troublesome, Guo Jia could only use what he had learned in his chest, and start from the beginning with Yuan Xi.

Different from women like Wu Zhao and Cao Xian who stay at home, Guo Jia has really experienced the entanglement between the gentry and the Yellow Turban Taoism, and the experience is naturally more profound.

This time it took longer, it took a whole day, before Yuan Xi understood the ins and outs of the Yellow Turban.

At that time, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty had no Dao, the people were in dire straits, the imperial power was weak, and religions took advantage of it, especially Zhang Jiao's Taiping Dao.

He divided the believers in the eight prefectures of Qing, Xu, You, Ji, Jing, Yang, Yan, and Henan into 36 parties. Until now, ten years later, he still has extensive influence in the eight prefectures.

Among them, the Qingxu Yellow Turbans are the most famous, but the Jizhou Yellow Turbans are also very powerful, especially the current Yecheng, which was the base camp of the Yellow Turbans uprising at that time.

When Guo Jia said this, Yuan Xiruo realized that the influence of the Yellow Turban Taoism is difficult to eliminate. If the chaos in Yecheng and the bandits in Heishan are linked by the Yellow Turban Taoism, everything seems to make sense.

Guo Jia finally said: "Heishan, Baibo, Huanglong, Zuoxiao, there are still dozens of remnants of yellow scarves in the world, and they are scattered in the mountains and forests. There are tens of thousands of them, and thousands of them. The Black Mountain Army is even called a million, of course. It’s really not that much.”

He gloated and said: "The Yuan family is now offended by the most troublesome Black Mountain army. You must not be able to sleep well at night, sir?"

Yuan Xi shook his head, thinking that Guo Jia still hated him, he asked, "Is there a way to completely wipe them out?"

Guo Jia shook his head decisively this time: "Even if there is, I can't think of it."

Yuan Xi suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know the prophecy about my name?"

Guo Jia nodded: "This is already an open secret in the gentry circles, and I don't know where Yuan Shijun has the courage."

"Do you know that there are actually many people who believe in the prophecy and are watching, thinking that you are the only one in the Yuan family who can be compared with Yuan Gonglu in terms of name."

Yuan Xi knew that it was that prophecy that those who treat the Han should be treated high.

He said: "I want to use my name to occupy a place in the Yellow Turban Taoism. What should I do?"

Guo Jia laughed when he heard this.

"Young master is so courageous!"

"However, those who make big things don't care about small things. Although I hate you, young master, I have to admit that this idea is very interesting!"

Yuan Xi thought to himself that he was forced to do nothing, who would use such a trick.

I have only a few thousand people, the Black Mountain bandits, Gongsun Zan's army, and even the Southern Huns, who didn't just send tens of thousands of 10,000+ soldiers casually?

If you recruit them all, you will drown yourself just by the number of people.

In the final analysis, it is still not possible to make enemies on all sides, but to divide and discord so that they cannot join forces is the best policy.

Yuan Xi and Guo Jia discussed continuously for several days, and their ideas gradually took shape.

He asked Zhao Yun to disperse the captured Heishan bandits into various farming teams, led by Shi Chang, to do labor outside the city.

The group of black bandits and prisoners of war thought that what awaited them was a day that was worse than slaves, but they didn't expect that the other party promised that as long as they finished the work of digging rivers and reclaiming wasteland every day, not only would they have food, but they would be released after a month!
The Montenegrin captives were ecstatic, but many couldn't believe it. Could it be that they were simply tricked into doing coolies?
With such doubts, some people don't work hard, and more people work hard, just for the faint hope of surviving.

Gradually they discovered that, regardless of anything else, two meals a day were enough. In addition to coarse grains, there were also some refined grains, and occasionally meat!

What shocked them even more was that their food and food were all served in the same pot as the soldiers and civilians in Beixincheng, and they were treated without any distinction.

And they often saw a young general with two soldiers, eating with them and reclaiming wasteland together.

At night, when they slept on the straw bed with Shi Chang, the soldiers would chat and chat. They were surprised to hear that the young general turned out to be Yuan Xi, Yuan Shao's own son, Yuan Xi, the current prefect of Zhuo County!

Those elders said proudly: "Young master is not only good in battle, but also has nothing to say to us."

"In particular, he is very likely to be the one who fulfilled the prophecy, and he is also a big man in the Taiping Dao!"

A prisoner of the Black Mountain Army was not convinced, "I used to be from Taiping Dao, why haven't I heard his name?"

Na Shichang sneered and said, "It means you haven't reached that position!"

"Either it is your morality, omitting such a big man as Young Master, it means that your morality is nothing more than that!"

He talked about the origin of Yuan Xi's name, and said that he loves the people like a son, and the battlefield is like a fierce god, and finally said: "You said that this kind of person is not much stronger than the mountain bandits that you boasted about in the Taiping Dao?"

The prisoner was speechless, especially since he was also from Youzhou, and he was even more surprised when he heard that Yuan Xi had actually defeated Liu Guanzhang.

Liu, Guan and Zhang also made their fortunes in Zhuo County. The Yellow Turban Army he was in was also defeated by the three of them. He knew that the three of them were fierce generals, but they were actually defeated by that Yuan Xi?
Could it be that Yuan Xi is really protected by Huang Tian?

Such things happened quietly in camps everywhere, and the rumors about Yuan Xi gradually spread among the black mountain bandits in private.The more it spreads, the more outrageous it is.

One month is coming soon, the black bandits gather together, the soldiers hold the bamboo slips, pointing out the workmanship of the black bandits one by one.

After counting, most of the nearly [-] people have finished their work, and the rest have not completed their tasks due to laziness and other reasons, and still need to continue to work.

Zhao Yun called out the qualified people, each of them was given rations for several days, and let them go home on their own.

Seeing the gate of the camp opened wide, those people were holding the bean cakes distributed in a daze, did they really just let themselves go?

Can you really go back to see your parents, wife and children?

After a while, they woke up like a dream, kowtowed to Yuan Xi a few times in ecstasy, and left one after another.

The rest of them realized that the promise was true when they saw their companions disappearing into the forest and were not intercepted by soldiers in the end.

Their intestines were full of regret, and they worked desperately for the next few days, and finally finished their tasks and left.

Yuan Xi watched the last black bandit kowtow in front of him to thank him for leaving, and he thought that everyone has family and friends behind them, and if a thousand people go back, they can affect nearly ten thousand people.

The kindling has been planted, as to whether the fire can be lit among the black bandits, it depends on luck.

The black bandit should not be able to guess what he did for the time being, and will be in a short wait-and-see period.

The Southern Huns had to bypass Daijun when they came here, and they probably wouldn't be able to get through for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, he was loyal and could free up his hands to deal with Gongsun Zan.

He sent a message to Qu Yi and Tai Shici in Fanyang and Rongcheng that he was going to catch a big fish.

Of course, the bait was himself.

If you don't risk yourself, the big fish will not take the bait by themselves.

When he returned to the mansion, Wu Zhao and Cao Xian were waiting in the yard.

Seeing him coming back, the two came up to help Yuan Xi take off his armor, and said with a smile, "My lord is back."

For more than a month, Yuan Xi and the Black Mountain bandit captives have been working together to reclaim wasteland, perform plays and do a full set, and they all eat and live together, otherwise it would be impossible to convince them.

Wu Zhao took the armor and said to Yuan Xi: "The water in the back hall has been boiled, my lord, go take a bath."

Yuan Xi didn't take a bath for a month, and felt that his body was about to stink, so he responded immediately and walked back.

Seeing that Cao Xian wanted to help him, Wu Zhao said, "I'll go and wipe the armor, and you go and wait for the young master to take a bath."

Cao Xian quickly agreed, and she went to the house to get Yuan Xixin's underwear, and when she arrived at the back hall, she saw Yuan Xi was already sitting in a vat filled with hot water, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Cao Xian hurried over and said softly, "I'll wipe your back for the young master."

Yuan Xi was lying on the side of the bucket, enjoying the gentle rubbing of his slender hands on his back through the linen cloth, and felt that the exhaustion of the past month was relieved a lot in an instant.

He asked: "How have you been living in the mansion this month?"

Cao Xian said softly: "It's good, I'm used to it."

She thought that when she first came to Beixincheng, she was not used to eating, and it was very painful for a while, so she couldn't help but blush.

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "I didn't lie to you, it's really not as comfortable as Yecheng, right?"

Cao Xian said softly: "I have been to the streets a few times and saw that the lives of the common people are much worse than those of the common people in Yecheng."

"The concubine lived better than the local people in Yecheng, and now she lives better than the people in Beixin City, but the son can eat and live with them."

"The son can suffer, how can the concubine drag you down?"

Yuan Xi nodded: "I heard that you and Wu Zhao made up some rumors about me and spread them in the city?"

Cao Xian said: "Most of them were thought up by sister Wu Zhao, and they are all catchy nursery rhymes."

Yuan Xi heard a few poems from Sister Cao Xian, and realized that they were all adapted from nursery rhymes and prophecies from the Western Han and Eastern Han Dynasties.

For example, "The sky is bright, the earth is beautiful, harmony is not harmonious, in Hebei", which is obviously adapted from the nursery rhyme "Harmony is not harmonious, in Chimei, in Hebei" when Liu Xiu started his army.

The latter alludes to the world of Chimei Liu Xiu, while the former is obviously Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi was dumbfounded, and said, "Isn't this a bit too obvious?"

Cao Xian covered his mouth with a smile: "My lord, if you don't say it so bluntly, the common people won't understand it."

(End of this chapter)