February 15, the second year of the first peace.

Midday.

Under the Nanzheng City Gate.

On the suspension bridge of the moat, Xi Zhicai wore a white robe, stood in front, folded his hands, and waited with peace of mind, while the soldiers of the first battalion of the Yellow Turban Army, under the leadership of Captain Yang Feng, lined up in front of the city gate, and the army looked neat.

Stomp !!

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and as the sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, a cavalry appeared on the horizon, and appeared like a lightning speed, heading straight for the dispatch.

"Royal!"

Mu Jing rode his horse and galloped, before the suspension bridge, Le Ma stopped, his eyes looked at Xi Zhicai, who was close at hand, and laughed: "Zhicai, let you go into Bashu, there is always some regret, for fear that he Liu Yan will detain you, and now that you are back without wearing or rotten, I am much more relieved!" ”

This is not a kind word.

Xi Zhicai is his most important strategist, and the degree of importance is even higher than that of Shi Huzhao, the current head of the Ming Marquis, and there is no way to let him enter Bashu, he can't stabilize Liu Yan, and he has no chance to enter Hanzhong at all.

Not to mention the entire Hanzhong.

"Hong Fu of the Lord, this trip is still going well!"

Xi Zhicai bowed.

"No need to be polite!"

Mu Jing jumped off the horse, helped up Xi Zhicai, his eyes swept in the direction of the city wall, and asked in a low voice, "How is the situation in the city?" ”

"It's a bit of a mess!"

Xi Zhicai replied.

"The news that a certain family entered Nanzheng today was released earlier, but in the end, only you came to welcome someone into the city, it seems that this Nancheng City does not welcome a certain person, there are many people!" A sneer rose at the corner of Mu Jing's mouth.

Those who win the hearts of the people win the world.

Mu Jing and Mu Jun are invaders for Hanzhong, which is synonymous with not being able to break free, so they are not popular, so they know that he is about to dominate Hanzhong, but few people in Nanzheng City welcome him.

When he was fighting, he couldn't think about it so much, but now, he had to think about it, and it was not so easy to stabilize Hanzhong.

"Lord, this matter needs to be done slowly!"

Xi Zhicai said in a deep voice: "After all, we have just entered Hanzhong, even if we want to regain the hearts of the people, it is not at this moment, the Xiliang Army has just withdrawn, and the people in the city are all brilliant, and this matter needs to be discussed in the long run!" ”

"And those people in the city are not unwelcome to the lord, Zhang Lu is in charge, the theocracy system, the way of the heavenly master is above everything, incompatible with Confucian rule, and there are countless people who secretly oppose him!"

"But they still can't figure out the master's mind, so they're still waiting and seeing!"

When Mu Jing heard this, his eyes flashed with a gleam: "Wait and see?" ”

As he spoke, he turned over his horse, reined in the horse, and shouted: "In this case, then so-and-so is very generous, and a certain family is the Marquis of the Han Dynasty, and today I want to enter this Nanzheng City openly, let them wait and see!" ”

He took the lead and crossed the drawbridge and entered the city gates.

"Into town!"

The Yellow Turbans were the first to drink.

"Into town!"

"Into town!"

The main forces of the various departments led by Mu Jing were also shouting, and the sound waves overlapped, rushing straight above the nine heavens.

After the city gate, enter the main road of Nanzheng City, the avenue is very wide, can accommodate four carriages side by side, there are already a lot of people standing on both sides of the street, the people are always curious, one by one stretch their necks, want to see what kind of people are about to become the master of Nanzheng.

"Is that Lord Minghou?"

"So young!"

"He is Mu Longtu, and it is rumored that he is the most outstanding young talent in the whole world!"

"Is it that he defeated Lord Shijun and robbed Hanzhong?"

"What the hell is this man capable of!"

"I don't know if he entered Hanzhong, whether he will continue to rely on those Han sergeants, or promote the poor scholars, I want to study hard for more than ten years, but there is no way to serve, it is better to give it a try, maybe I will be hired and enter the career!"

“……”

Countless people, peddlers and pawns, farmers and scholars, looking at the momentum of Mujing entering the city, have different mentalities, some people are pure to see the excitement, for some Shengdou small people, it does not matter who is in charge, and for some people who want to come out, they think it is an opportunity, and even more so, there are some heavenly masters and Taoist disciples who secretly harbor hatred.

The buildings of Nanzheng City are divided by a large avenue in the middle and a galloping road horizontally, and are divided into four areas, the most lively of which is the houses in the southwest area, where the county guard's mansion is established, and many old mansions of the scholars are also in this area.

Mu Jing did not enter the county guard's mansion, because he wanted to separate the power of the Minghou Mansion from the county guard's mansion, so he couldn't let some people have a preconceived idea, he rode his horse, along the main street, after enjoying the eyes of the people, turned the direction, walked westward, and directly entered a big mansion.

This is the family mansion that he requisitioned from a squire of Nanzheng.

Nanzheng Yue's family, the head of the family Yue Mang is the captain of Nanzheng City, the Yue family has always been Zhang Lu's descendant, the day Xi Zhicai entered the world, they resisted the most fiercely, but they were outnumbered, and they were defeated by Xi Zhicai's little trick, the Yue family was raided, and the men were not in prison.

This mansion has become a temporary place for pastoral view.

After entering the mansion, the Divine Guard Army began to arrange defenses, after all, the people of the Heavenly Master Dao and the Wudou Mi Sect have been based in Nanzheng for a long time, and they must have secretly operated Nanzheng for a long time, and they didn't care a little, lest there be danger.

The Divine Guard guarded the interior, and the periphery was all handed over to the main force of the first battalion of the Yellow Turban Army for defense, and Yang Feng personally took charge of the defense.

In this way, it can be regarded as solid.

After Mu Jing entered the mansion, he walked around and said with a smile: "This courtyard is good, although it is not as magnificent as the capital and Nanyang, but it is really better, then rest here for a while!" ”

"Lord, you will be tired after a long journey, we will retire first, and come back tomorrow to report the military situation!"

Xi Zhicai arched his hand and said.

"Okay!"

The pastor nodded: "So-and-so is also tired, you should go down, so-and-so should also take a bath, and then take a rest, if there is anything, come back tomorrow to discuss!" ”

At this time, the overall situation has been decided, and he is not afraid of any chaos.

Besides, there are people who are supporting the overall situation, he is much more relaxed, and he doesn't have to suffer from gains and losses, and this is the time to take a break.

"No!"

The generals nodded, saluted, and turned to leave.

After waiting for the generals to retreat, Mu Jing instructed Huo Yu to let people boil a few pots of boiling water, and then he took a hot bath comfortably.

After taking a bath, Mu Jing was not so diligent in dealing with the piles of notebooks, he slept comfortably, he had not slept well since he fought in Hanzhong, so he had to take a good rest.

……

But Mu Jing can sleep peacefully, and Nanzheng City is very funny and can't sleep.

In the middle of a tasteful old house.

Above the door, there are two big characters in gold lacquer: Tang Mansion.

This is the Tang family, one of the Southern Zheng Shi clans.

"Father, this Mu clan dragon map, the son is a little incomprehensible, he dispatched troops, such a high-profile entry into the city, the strength shown is not a little water, so that hundreds of people in the city have to admire, I thought he would take advantage of the victory to pursue, should burn a few fires, to sit firmly in his position as the lord of the Hanzhong, or to kill the chickens and monkeys, suppress us, but he is silent, after entering the city, there is no movement!"

A middle-aged man, serving in front of a white-haired old man, voiced his doubts.

This middle-aged man is the current head of the Tang family, Tang Ying.

"The more he doesn't move, the more he says something!"

The old man is old, holding a cane, kneeling on the bamboo mat, and his hands are still on the small stove.

"Father, what does it mean?"

Tang Ying asked eagerly.

As one of the more influential families in the scholar clan, the Tang family will have to stand in line sooner or later, this is a helpless thing, in the face of the birth of new power, inaction and no choice, that is the end of the road.

"They can't tolerate us!" The old man said faintly.

"Won't it?"

Tang Ying's eyes widened: "Zhang Lu didn't dare to do anything to us, could it be that he uprooted us!" ”

"Bo Xu, don't underestimate this young man's courage!"

The old man opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a sharp and incomparable essence, and he said in a low voice: "What Zhang Lu doesn't dare, he may not dare to do, looking at the news we have gotten, this son's record is very remarkable, not to be underestimated!" ”

"So how do we deal with it?"

"Our Tang family just doesn't want to be a bird!" The old man raised his head, his eyes skimmed across the sky, and he said faintly: "In Nanzheng City, the people who can't sleep peacefully tonight are not just us!" ”

This old man's words didn't make up, this night, in Nanzheng City, there were not a few people who couldn't sleep all night, and several scholars were even more ready to move, and frequently sent their heralds and scouts and other soldiers.

Nan Zhengcheng seems to have fallen into an undercurrent tide......