The county hall is quiet.

"Are we going to die?"

"These are Yellow Turban thieves, how fierce are they, since they slaughtered all our soldiers, how can they let us survive in the occupied county!"

"We're going to die this time!"

After all, it is not an ordinary thief who occupies the county this time, but a yellow turban thief, and the meaning of the thief is the thief of rebellion, people even dare to rebel, it is normal to kill a few of you.

"Before, I persuaded the county lord not to go out of the city to suppress the thieves, how dangerous it is to go out of the city, the county lord just doesn't stop!"

"Hey, if only he were willing to listen to Master Li's advice!"

"This county lieutenant Chen Feng is usually vicious, but when he is about to fight, he is too useless, leading more than a thousand elite county soldiers to suppress thieves, and he will be wiped out in the hands of hundreds of thieves throughout the year, shameful, hateful!"

"Forget it, let's not talk so much, those thieves won't spare our lives because of this!"

At this time, in addition to being a little greedy for life and afraid of death, these county officials were more complaining in their hearts, who to complain about, naturally they were complaining about the county order Cai Tu, they thought that it was Cai Tu's eagerness for quick success that led to all this.

"It seems that I, Cai Mengting, will die today!" Cai Tu listened to their whispers, and his whole body was cold, and his heart was like ashes.

His appearance is like a middle-aged, in fact, he is old, he is only in his early thirties this year, although he is a child of a family, born in a big family such as the Cai family in Jingzhou, but as a concubine, his status in the family is worse than that of ordinary people, so he studied hard, got up every morning before dawn to read, and read by the moonlight at night, wind and rain, studied hard for many years, and finally got the recognition of the family by virtue of his knowledge. In his heart, he didn't want to die.

But after all, he is a scholar, and he also has a trace of Confucianism in his heart, he can die, but he can't wag his tail and beg for mercy to a thief, so he won't choose to ask for help, he would rather be famous than die.

"After ten years of hard study, I finally got out of the ranks, and I am determined to serve the court and benefit the people, am I going to die here today?"

Li Yan is very young, he was very calm just now, but now he has to admit that he is a little afraid, afraid that Mu Shan will kill him with a knife, he will die, as a young man who has just passed the crown, he still has a great future, he believes that his talent can become a pillar, but the world is like this, smart people can't resist fate, maybe he will die before he can get out of school.

"Cai County Order!"

At this time, a burly yellow scarf young man outside walked in, his eyes looked at Cai Tu with some indifference, and said, "Our big boss has an invitation, he wants to talk to you alone!" ”

"Is he Mu Yuanzhong going to kill me personally?"

When Cai Tu heard this, he stood up and mentioned the momentum of the county order, he was a dignified parent official, naturally he couldn't let a little yellow turban thief be deterred, even if he died, he would die a little bit.

"Please!" This yellow scarf Qingzhuang directly stretched out his hand forward, his face expressionless.

"Then the official will see what tricks he wants to play!"

Cai Tu knew that he was going to die, so he was not afraid, and walked out boldly.

"If Mushan wants to kill someone, why bother so much, is there any turning point in this?" The main bookkeeper Li Yan looked at Cai Tu's back with his eyes, his fingers habitually slashed, and he said to himself.

In the entire county mansion, every courtyard has been surrounded, three steps and one post, five steps and a little, and more than 100 yellow turban young people have been given full martial law.

Cai Tu followed this yellow scarf Qingzhuang, and after turning the two corridors, he walked to a side hall in the backyard, he was familiar with this side hall, and all the decorations in it were arranged by him personally.

"Cai County Order, let's go in!"

The burly yellow turban young man pushed it directly, and Cai Tu stumbled into this familiar house.

After he walked in, he looked up and saw that there was no trace of Makiyama in the house, he just saw a young man.

This young man in a cloth robe looked a little tall, but his face was delicate, about twelve or thirteen years old, his hair was tied with a cloth scarf, and he was kneeling on a bamboo mat, and his hands were warm on the stove, and his technique was very elegant.

"Lord Prefectural, this is your place, you don't need me to personally invite you to sit down!" Mu Jing's shining black jade eyes glanced at Cai Tu, and a somewhat playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The sitting posture of the Han Dynasty is basically kneeling, kneeling is very uncomfortable, his feet are a little numb, but he knows that he must be familiar with the kneeling etiquette of this era.

"Who are you?"

Cai Tu took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked in a cold voice.

He asked knowingly.

When Mu Jing walked into the lobby before, he called Mu Shan his father in public, and he naturally knew that this should be Mu Shan's son.

"It's me who was rude!"

Mu Jing smiled, and his childish and delicate face smiled brightly: "Then I will introduce myself in front of the county commander first, my surname is Mu, my name is Jing, and the word Longtu is the son of the big thief Mushan in Er's mouth!" ”

Mu Jing is the name of this body, which cannot be used, and Mu Longtu is his soul, representing his true self, and he is not willing to give up.

Therefore, the most suitable thing is that the pastoral scene, the word dragon picture.

In this era, the word is the mark of a reader.

"Shepherd Dragon Diagram?"

Cai Tu felt that he couldn't be embarrassed in front of a young man, so he knelt down peacefully, he sneered and sarcastically: "Mu monkey and crown, thieves are rough blanks, how can you be a person who reads, the word is the gift of the crown, you are only twelve or thirteen years old, but the word is an adult, I don't know what to say!" ”

"Definitely!"

Mu Jing has also read the history of the Han Dynasty, and he knows that in this era, Confucianism is respected alone, and Confucian etiquette is deeply rooted in the hearts of scholars, and for scholars, it is basically the crown that makes the famous elders in the family start words, and a person's words represent expectations, and the readers have words, which means that they are adults and can go out of their careers.

However, Mu Jing is a genius businessman, and he is good at verbal debate, so this thing is naturally difficult for him, and he said in a deep voice: "The county commander does not know, although I have not reached the crown, but the teacher passed away a few years ago, and before he died, he was always at ease with me, so he gave me the word dragon map, this is a gift from the teacher, how can I abandon it!" ”

He is going to use the dragon diagram and the word as the word, so naturally he must have a set of sayings.

Words are not something that can be made by themselves.

It must be given by the elders.

So he is ready to push all this on Zhang Mancheng, everyone on Mushroom Mountain knows that Mu Shan has followed Zhang Mancheng for ten years, and has been worshipping under Zhang Mancheng since he was a Taiping Taoist, and Mu Jing, the son of Mu Shan, was favored by Zhang Mancheng when he was young, education and reading, Zhang Mancheng can be regarded as Mu Jing's enlightenment teacher, he wrote for Mu Jing, which is reasonable, and he is already a dead man, how to say it at that time, Mu Jing himself will come, not afraid of gangs.

"You have read the book, and there is a lot of Confucianism in your words, they all say that dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, but the official didn't expect that such a rough person in Mu Yuan would have a son, which made the official a little impressed!"

Cai Tu has to admit that in Mu Jing's conversation, there is a temperament of a reader, who has read books and those who have not read books, the style of speaking is different, and he naturally does not feel wrong about this.

Mu Jing is naturally a reader, in his previous life, he was a doctor of Chinese from Fudan University in Shanghai, but he chose to do business later, if measured by the standard of a reader, even in this era, he is definitely a reader among readers.

"Boy, thank you for the praise of the county commander!"

The corners of Mu Jing's mouth raised slightly, a confident look appeared on his face, his spirit was flying, he stretched out his hand, held a strip of cloth, grabbed the hot wine jug on the stove, and then poured a cup of hot wine into the wine cup in front of Cai Tu: "It's cold, I was not scared by my father's big knife before adding the county commander, drink a glass of wine first, suppress the shock, and drive away the cold!" ”