The Nameless of the Common Clans

In April, most of the ice and snow had melted, and the water along the river began to flow quickly. The river came down from the upper reaches in a mighty way. When it reached the Yanzhou area, it became more powerful. This feeling was different from what I had seen in Donglai in the past. Not quite the same.

A mighty motorcade was moving along the river. The motorcade was a gathering of wealthy businessmen from the Qingzhou area. They were dividing and reuniting along the way. Some continued to move westward, and some had already left along the way.

"This is not a peaceful time. A few years ago, there would have been no need for so many people to travel together. It was okay in the wild. When we were about to enter the city, the soldiers guarding the city looked at us as if we were thieves." A man with a beard on his face The big man looked at the river and complained: "But in the wild, it is easy to be targeted by bandits when there are few people."

"This caravan belongs to all the wealthy merchants in Qingzhou. Who dares to rob it?" The young man sitting on the carriage shaft and admiring the scenery along the way answered with a smile.

"Mr. Chen doesn't know something." The bearded man shook his head and sighed: "I didn't before, but in the past two years, rebels have been everywhere. Although the yellow scarf thief was defeated, his momentum was so huge that I must have heard about it, right?"

This Mr. Chen obviously has a good background. He has a beard and travels all over the world. His eyes are still very bright. However, this Mr. Chen seems to be different from the young masters from aristocratic families he has seen before. He does not have that kind of aloof arrogance. Their words are quite interesting. There was a feeling of spring breeze, and this young man was able to catch up, and he was very knowledgeable. It seemed that there was nothing he didn't know.

We have been traveling together for the past few days, and have become close to these people. There is no sense of alienation at all in the past when I was cautious about my words and actions in front of the rich and powerful young masters. I can let go. Although the temperament of the other party is incompatible with rough people like them, it is weird. They are very harmonious, which surprises the new retail investors.

"Of course I have. I was personally involved in it back then and almost lost my life." Chen Mo nodded after hearing this.

"Master Chen is talking nonsense again. How old were you when the Yellow Turban Thieves were rampant? Are you still a child?" A group of men who were familiar with Chen Mo shouted.

"This has nothing to do with age, right?" The young master stroked his sword, shook his head and smiled, not caring about the crowd's booing.

"Young Master, drink some water!" The pretty maid poked her head out of the carriage and handed the kettle to the Young Master.

"Aunt Juan'er, we are also thirsty, why don't you bring us some water?" the bearded man said with a big smile.

Juan'er's pretty face was slightly red, obviously not used to the rough language of this group of people, so she shut herself up with them, as the people of different religions in Dangli County were much more gentle.

"My maid brings water, are you overthinking it?" the young master laughed, half joking.

The young man sitting at the other end of the carriage with the knife in his hand glanced at them indifferently, and the bearded man knew what was interesting and did not continue to joke. Joking is okay, but if you really treat people like dirt, then you are really stupid.

Not to mention the young man holding the sword, there were only twelve men accompanying Mr. Chen's motorcade. Although they were dressed as ordinary guards, the aura they occasionally showed when walking made anyone with some discernment know that these people were not easy to mess with.

It's just a chance meeting. It's okay to look at each other and joke with each other, but the other person has already shown rejection and furthermore, such people generally don't live too long when they go out to do business.

"There has been a lot of chaos recently, but a larger caravan usually has a hundred or ten people, right? Ordinary bandits probably don't have the guts to attack, right?" Mr. Chen, who was naturally Chen Mo, bid farewell to his mentor and set off for Luoyang. After walking on the road, Chen Mo joined a caravan with his men and horses. These years are indeed not peaceful, and it is easier to walk with more people. Moreover, Chen Mo also likes to make friends. The three religions and nine streams also have their wisdom, so he can mix with these people. Mixing together and mixing with scholars are different feelings, like two worlds.

"It didn't happen before, but now, there are countless thieves on this road. In the past, there were rules for bandits to rob the road. But now, everyone comes to rob the road, and they don't follow the rules. They also want to rob money and people. We have to kill these traders now." The bearded man sighed: "But Mr. Chen, don't worry, these thieves are not looting randomly. If they are really those big wealthy merchants, they will be killed. They dare to move and unite several companies to fight, but when they encounter people like us, they don’t have much valuables. If they really want to take action, they will not feel good. Generally, it is the safest to see people like us like this. At most, if someone encounters a calamity, everyone can collect some money and give it to them, and it will be over.”

Chen Mo rubbed his chin and nodded, but the truth was true. The thieves and bandits also robbed people for money.

However, the current situation is not a good thing for the Han Dynasty. Bandits are everywhere and blocking the main roads, which is undoubtedly making things worse for the Han Dynasty.

"The world is difficult." In the end, Chen Mo shook his head and smiled. It was not his turn to worry about this kind of thing.

"But I heard that the imperial court issued another edict to change the governorship of each state to the state shepherd. It seems to make it easier for various places to suppress bandits." A man on horseback laughed in the crowd.

"Is this happening?" When Chen Mo heard this, he frowned slightly and looked at the man. Although he was riding a horse, he should not be tall, about six feet, about thirty years old, with a beard under his chin, and his appearance... Chen Mo was generally not very tall. He likes to comment on other people's appearance, which makes him appear to be showing off. It can only be said that he doesn't want to see more. Even so, this person is obviously ugly, but he is proud of himself. People can't help but feel close to him. He remembers this person. He was just added yesterday. Like him, he was on a journey rather than doing business. He slightly clasped his fists and said, "Brother, where did you learn about this?"

"You can't tell." The man rode up to Chen Mo's car, looked at Chen Mo curiously and said, "Looking at the look on the young master's face, it seems that this matter is inappropriate?"

"If we only deal with these four bandits, this move to increase the duties of all the states can indeed quell the bandits, but..." Chen Mo shook his head and changed the subject: "I wonder what I call this eldest brother?"

"My surname is Cao, which means Mengde."

"Mr. Meng De..." Chen Mo wanted to call him Brother Meng De, but he was much older than his teacher, so he couldn't say it. At the same time, he looked at Cao Cao with a strange look. He didn't understand why this man was here. ?

"Sir, I don't dare to act like this. How old is the eldest son? Just treat him like a brother."

"Meng De...brother?" Chen Mo felt a little strange. It was strange to call someone old enough to be his father.

"Master Chen doesn't seem to agree with the imperial court's move?" Cao Cao looked at Chen Mo and asked with a smile.

"There is something wrong, but the imperial court has its own reasons. How can we speculate randomly on such important matters of family and country?" Chen Mo shook his head, commenting on this kind of thing, is it because he is too long-lived? He was going to Luoyang to develop, so he changed the subject and said: "Brother Meng De, please don't call me Young Master. I come from a poor family and cannot be called a Young Master. My surname is Chen, my single name is Mo, and I don't have a nickname yet. Meng De Brother De, just call me by my name.”

"Could it be that Zang Ziyuan's favorite disciple? Mr. Chen has become quite famous in the past two years!" Cao Cao looked at Chen Mo and smiled, obviously knowing Chen Mo's name.

"What Meng De did when he was the Prime Minister of Jinan also made Mo admire him very much."

Cao Cao was startled when he heard this, then he looked at Chen Mo and laughed at the same time.

The nearby merchants couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard this. A Jinan Prime Minister came to their caravan. Suddenly, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly became reserved, and the previous atmosphere was gone.

Chen Mo and Cao Cao suddenly felt helpless.

Let me recommend this little girl’s book. I went back to the Ming Dynasty to be a foolish king. If I did something wrong, give me a thumbs up. The book is not bad, and this girl is very knowledgeable. She showed me the books on her bookshelf two days ago. Suddenly I feel so ashamed. When I play games every day, people are reading quietly. I admire people who are willing to calm down and read. Men and women are the same. If you like Ming history, you can go and read it.