Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Huang Clan Appears

Even if Zhang Yuan was helpless in his heart, he had no way to take Tang Meng.

"Take a register and count the lives of the dead, and then ask if there are any bodies or clothes that have been preserved, and if not, take some soil on the edge of the Yangtze River and put it in a wooden box and engrave their names."

After the matter was explained, the more than ten officials of the mission became even busier, and there was no way that there were no ten of them who could read and write.

Those people don't have to hope that if they can read and have a little culture, they will know how to take advantage of the law to avoid forced labor, instead of being caught here after knowing that there have been a large number of casualties in the country of Yoro.

Of the two groups of requisitioned people, nearly half of the first batch were killed and injured, and the second batch of dead and injured was much less.

Even so, the final statistics made Zhang Yuan shocked.

"The head of the family, in the past six months in the Yelang country to build roads, a total of 8,652 people have died, and all the corpses and clothes can not be found, I heard the people say that as long as someone dies, no matter what the reason, the corpse will be tied to a boulder and thrown into the Yangtze River."

Zhang Yuan looked at the mountains of wooden boxes piled up in the Fu Pass, and a bleak feeling was derived in his heart.

Then he picked up the talisman in his hand and walked towards Tang Meng's military tent.

Tang Meng was making plans to lead the army to Yelang Country to put pressure on the other party to agree to the requisition of the people, and when he saw Zhang Yuan appear with a talisman, he immediately knelt on the ground with other generals.

"I don't know why the envoy is here."

Zhang Yuan threw the book that recorded the casualty figures in front of Tang Meng's eyes, and Tang Meng picked it up and spread it out to see it, knowing that Zhang Yuan was here to ask for the guilt.

"Honorable envoy, the minister has already said in the recital presented to His Majesty that there are thousands of dead and wounded, and now this number is not different from the number reported by the minister."

Zhang Yuan sneered, pointed at Tang Meng with the talisman, and forced him to lower his head.

"Nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine is also thousands, and one thousand is also thousands, Lieutenant General Lang, do you like relatively large numbers?

But what is the reason for this sunken corpse at the bottom of the river? I want to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, and now the news has also reached the ears of His Majesty. ”

Tang Meng lowered his head even lower, Zhang Yuan could no longer see the change in his complexion, and only heard him say word by word.

"Honorable envoy, didn't you show you all the heads of the Thorny Dao Order, this guy did everything, and it has nothing to do with others, if the envoy wants to ask the last general, he has to wait until His Majesty's will comes."

At this time, Zhang Yuan felt a little that Liu Che had not divided the territory of the Han Dynasty into states one by one, if each state had a state assassination history, why would Tang Meng be so arrogant.

The embroidered messenger can definitely be found in the talisman now, but those lackeys of the Son of Heaven know that Tang Meng is doing things for Liu Che, no matter how excessive Tang Meng is, he will not say a word, and will not report these bad things to Liu Che.

"Lieutenant General Lang, since you say so, then what else can I say, anyway, the thorny Dao Ling is already dead, isn't it.

Send 500 soldiers to help escort those wooden boxes back to Ba County, and you should agree. ”

Tang Meng had to go with Zhang Yuan when he sent troops, Zhang Yuan's request was not excessive, and it could even make the people of Bajun feel that they were not so cold-blooded.

"The last general will give an order to let five hundred soldiers escort the envoy back to Ba County."

Zhang Yuan nodded, and then withdrew from the military tent. tower

As soon as the front foot left, there was a discussion in the military tent of the back foot.

"Huang Changshi, I have long said that it is not a good way to sink the corpse at the bottom of the river, and when this Zhang Yuan returns to Chang'an, you and I will inevitably have to be reprimanded again."

The long history of this surnamed Huang happens to be a member of the Huang clan, and he is responsible for opening the road to dig iron ore, and by the way, he is trading with many tribes in Yelang Country.

The Huang clan had a large number of Shu brocades, which were cheap for them, and the prices at which they bought pure silk silk from silkworm farmers were outrageously low.

And their Huang family has mastered the art of dyeing, and the cost is even lower than it can be said to outsiders, and now they can exchange it for gold and various treasures with Yelang Kingdom, and the oil and water in it can be imagined.

"The general doesn't have to worry, the treasures that our Huang family gave to the Queen Mother and the Prime Minister are already on the way, and they must arrive in Chang'an earlier than Zhang Yuan, and now the coral in the military tent is given to Princess Guantao, at most, it is a few words of reprimand, and it can't hurt you and me."

Tang Meng's original idea was really to open up a trade route for the Great Han Kingdom, but on the day when the Huang clan people arrived with Liu Che's appointment document and a secret order.

The people of the Huang clan must always be in the dark, and the only one who bears the black pot can only be him Tang Meng, if Liu Che feels that this is too hurtful or the benefits are not so much, he Tang Meng is likely to become a scapegoat.

"I just hope that Huang Changshi can really say a few words for me, instead of just thinking about asking for credit."

Huang Changshi smiled awkwardly and replied to Tang Meng.

"That's nature."

As soon as this perfunctory answer entered his ears, Tang Meng felt that he was in a panic.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yuan pulled up all the wooden boxes with engraved names in the Fu Pass, and the wooden carts were naturally all used.

The road is narrow and difficult to walk, Zhang Yuan walked all day, and there are thousands of people who have not left the Fu Pass.

One person pulls the cart, one pushes the cart, and two people escort them, and this alone fills up the road.

When I went back, I walked more slowly than when I came, pulling not only the wooden box but also the rations that tens of thousands of people had to eat on the road, and it took four days to see the outline of Jiangzhou City.

Zhang Lu, the Taishou of Ba County, had already received the news and was waiting here, unlike Zhang Yuan and their first time in Jiangzhou City, Zhang Lu gathered tens of thousands of people behind him.

"Minister Zhang Lu and the people of Jiangzhou City thanked the envoy."

Tens of thousands of people knelt down, Zhang Yuan couldn't bear it, and hurriedly raised the rune in front of him, and then he also bent down and bowed his head to the rune.

If it is easy to let a person die, treat him with the gift of the Son of Heaven, although Zhang Yuan is the messenger of the Son of Heaven, but if he accepts all this with peace of mind every time, then the time of death will not be far away.

"Zhang Taishou, behind me is the wooden box where the relics of the deceased in this accident are stored, and I also ask Zhang Taishou to notify the Guanghan County Taishou and Shu County Taishou to send someone to pull these wooden boxes away.

And I don't know what I said about the public memorial in the letter, but you have done it. ”

Zhang Lu glanced at Zhang Yuan gratefully, he had never seen a person with so many ideas in terms of receiving people's hearts.

"Returning to the envoy, the public altar has been built day and night in the north of Jiangzhou City, and it will definitely be completed in three days."