Ma Qiang's Wuhuan cavalry was dispatched again.

This time, they targeted those merchants and wealthy families who had been in contact with Yu Shou for a long time.

Yu Shou, as the Taicang Order, was responsible for collecting and transporting grain all year round, and most of the merchants and wealthy families who came and went were engaged in the grain business.

As Jia Xu estimated, a lot of stolen goods that still had blood stains and had not been cleaned were found in the homes of several businessmen who were most intimate with Yu Shou who were raided, and evidence of dealings with Taishan thieves was also revealed.

This time, it is ironclad evidence, and you can let them bite with peace of mind.

In the face of Jia Xu's Liangzhou characteristic torture Dafa, these high-spirited wealthy families and businessmen on weekdays are faster than the other.

After all, Jia Xu said that the last one to say was to play with ants for a day.

One day? A stick of incense has to be gnawed off all of his own meat.

This time, Ma Qiang finally copied the grain.

Looking at the grain that was constantly being transported to the granary, Ma Qiang let out a long breath, and now he didn't have to worry about the problem of military rations.

And the people of the Plains Country looked at the stolen goods that were placed outside for public display, and naturally scolded those merchants and wealthy families for deserving of death.

The other wealthy families were trembling, everyone was in danger, and they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that Ma Qiang's eyes would look at them.

They already knew that these businessmen in prison were writing a list of other party members, and who was on this list was not a matter of Ma Qiang's words.

As for whether it is the same party or not.

It's still the same sentence, under Miki, why can't you ask for it!

Of course, there are also people who are secretly active, hoping to drive away the demon Ma Qiang, and it has only been a few months, and the townsmen in the Plains Country are about to change one-third.

But on the bright side, Ma Qiang's decree was smoother, and Ma Qiang wrote to Cao Cao again, asking him to help, and recommended Jia Xu as the Taicang Decree of the Plains State.

At the same time, Ma Qiang wrote a letter to Hua Jing as the prince of the Plains, which was regarded as a reward for his previous support.

As for Hou Ba, he just wants to leave the Plains Country safely now, this Ma Qiang is too terrible, others are at most in a position, this Ma Qiang is a dead hand at every turn, and if he colludes with the Taiping Dao Yu Party's hat, it will be a death.

Liu Ping didn't know what the verdict in Luoyang was, but the pile of black pepper pork ribs, Hou Ba couldn't sleep for several nights.

Ma Qiang actually has no opinion on Hou Ba, and he is not a demon after all.

With food in his hands and no panic in his heart, he began to continue to reclaim and build the school and the plain temple, and at the same time asked Gan Shi to go to Mount Tai and prepare to recruit the thieves of Mount Tai.

- Tarzan

Mount Tai, also known as Dai Mountain, is the East Yue of the Five Mountains, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the whole Mount Tai is in the territory of Mount Tai County, Mount Tai is about 200 kilometers long from east to west, about 50 kilometers wide from north to south, magnificent, is called the length of the Five Mountains.

Gan Shi was wearing a robe, wearing straw sandals, holding a whisk in one hand and a nine-section scepter in the other, with fluttering sleeves, but it was a fairy wind and bones, looking like a master of the world.

"Stop! What people! ”

Gan Shi was walking in the mountains when suddenly two men jumped down from the tree, two men with yellow scarves tied around their heads, tattered clothes, dirty faces, sharpened wooden sticks and homemade bows and arrows in their hands, looking more like refugees than robbers.

This is the Tarzan thief?

It doesn't look like a mess.

Gan Shi smiled, stroked his beard and said, "Who is the Qu Shuai of you?" ”

The two glanced at each other, feeling that this old way didn't seem to be simple, and one said, "We are General Chang's subordinates!" ”

General Chang? Gan Shi recalled the information he had gathered earlier.

The Tarzan thieves are not a collective, but a loose alliance.

Among them, there are about dozens of small teams, most of them are two or three hundred people, and the few are dozens of people.

The large team is mainly composed of Zang Ba, Chang Xuan, Sun Guan, Wu Dun, and Yin Li, all of whom have thousands of soldiers and horses.

The two largest of them are Zang Ba and Chang Xuan, one of them is in the south of Mount Tai, near Xuzhou, and the other is in the north of Mount Tai, near Qingzhou, with nearly 10,000 people under their command.

So it's not surprising that Gan Shi met Chang Xuan's subordinates.

"Take me to your general, and say that he is a messenger of God!"

"Oracle?"

"Lead the way!"

Gan Shi strode forward, and one of the anti-guest owners made the two thieves not know what to do all of a sudden, so after thinking about it, the two of them went to the cottage to report the news, and the other took Gan Shi slowly.

The so-called cottage is actually a mountain village.

Unlike the Yellow Turban Army, which had just been in the army for a year, there was a tradition of Taishan thieves rebelling.

As early as 30 years ago, that is, in the second year of Yongxing, there was a rebellion in Mount Tai, at that time, it was Duan Ying's father Duan Cheng who pacified Gongsun Ju, and the pacification was only five years, and there was a rebellion by Lao Bing, and then although the official army could suppress these rebels every time, but it was always impossible to completely exterminate it, so among Mount Tai, such bandit villages do not know how many, and some have been passed down for two or three generations.

Among them, Chang Feng is the second generation of thieves, his family was originally strong, and later because of a crime, he went up the mountain and fell into the grass, so Chang Feng also had a good life when he was a child, read books, knew the art of war, and felt that he was different from other thieves, and he thought very highly of himself.

At this time, Chang Feng had already learned the news, and asked left and right, "Who is this divine envoy?" ”

A man on the side hugged his fists and said, "General, could it be the messenger of General Tiangong?" Didn't the messengers of the Heavenly Princes all call themselves divine envoys? ”

"But General Tiangong has died a long time ago, is there really a god who can't do it?"

"Is that a trick of the government? Want to find out our path? ”

One of the reasons why bandits are difficult to suppress is that the roads are difficult to identify, and it is difficult for them not to find a road, let alone fight, if they are not local mountain people.

Chang Feng was about thirty years old, dressed in silk clothes, not like a thief, but like a scholar, and his main hall also looked more like an official mansion, which showed that he was a person who liked to enjoy.

Chang Feng waved his hand and said, "No matter which way the immortals are, when they come to my Mount Tai, they have to listen to us!" Put out the knife array and oil pot, let's take a look at his courage first! ”

When Gan Shi walked into the cottage, he saw two teams of samurai armed with ring-headed swords, lined up on both sides of the road, and the swords in their hands were raised above their heads, as if they would be cut down at any moment.

The corners of Gan Shi's mouth bent, and he walked forward indifferently, as if the knife on his head did not exist, and halfway through, he saw two big dings, the fire was booming below, and the faint oil smoke smelled quite fragrant.

Gan Shi didn't squint, walked into the main hall, looked at the few men sitting on it, and knew that it was the leader of the cottage here.

"Where is Chang Xuan? Don't come to worship the oracle yet! Gan Shi held his head high, and he almost turned his nose to the person.

When Chang Xuan heard this, he was furious and said, "Bold! You thief, you dare to call yourself a divine envoy! Which immortal are you the messenger of? Come on, blow him up for me! ”