Chapter 3:117 A sack of salt caused a bloody case

Because of the personal persuasion of the guard Yan Yan. Jiangzhou fell. Liu Bei died. The whole territory of Yizhou began to panic. The policy formulated by Zhuge Liang. Not many people went to implement it. Repeated expeditions. Repeated wars. Who cares what policy. Mix it up. You can spend one more day in troubled times. The right is as if it was earned.

Compared to the years of war in Yizhou. Koto is much more stable. Although also with Cao Cao. Liu Bei has fought a few battles. But they didn't go deep into the hinterland. Just clash in the border cities. The impact on hinterland cities is not significant. People still have to eat. It's time to drink. The prostitution. The people of Koto live in such a comfortable way. It is also what the people of Yizhou yearn for. So for the entry of the Jiangdong Army. They didn't show any dissatisfaction or resistance.

Jiangzhou a drop. The entire territory of Yizhou was taken down by Guan Zheng. In addition to Zitong and Hanzhong, they are also held in Zhuge Liang's hands. The hinterland cities of Yizhou have fallen across the board. A number of additional defenders were sent to the various passes. And built a lot of arrow towers beacon towers. Guan Zheng decided to take a break from military armor. Leave those two counties as a buffer between them and Cao Cao. Because. The ethnic minority comrades behind Xichuan began to move.

"If you want to go outside, you need to settle inside." This is a sentence that Guan Zheng thinks is true. If you don't clean up your backyard. I don't want to take advantage of you to fight people. He's right behind you for a guy.

Jian Ning. It has always been a three-way zone. Want to tube. I can't care either. Because the past is Yunnan. And those cottage natives in Yunnan are not easy to mess with. They'll be on and off every now and then. Invited to Jianning to exchange some necessities with the Han people. And some profiteers. I will also take this opportunity to exploit these people.

"A good fox skin. only for half a catty of coarse salt. I won't change it." A Miao girl blushed. On the street of Jianning, he argued with a businessman with a good belly. Because there are too few things exchanged. The girl clearly felt that she had suffered a loss. Pick up the fox fur and prepare to go to another house.

"Oops. You've tasted this salt. That's no better than your fox skin that you can touch at will. That's something that goes into your mouth. It's all on your saliva. How can I exchange it for someone else?" The profiteer saw that the girl was alone. And the appearance of that fox fur is really good. Changed hands and took it back to the Central Plains. I'm afraid I won't be able to sell it for hundreds of taels of silver. Eyes rolled. I just want to slander people.

"Nope. Didn't get saliva. I just took a little bit of it with my fingers and tasted it." The girl of the Miao family defended there in that unique Chinese dialect.

There are a lot of people. It's just that someone is on the road. I will also go to watch. Let alone. It's still a pretty little lady arguing with someone. Present. Immediately surrounded by countless men and women who were idle and had a sore egg or a sore crotch. Everyone is waiting for the rest of the story to happen. So that I can go home and have dinner at noon and have a topic to talk about.

"You're bullying. Such a big piece of fox skin. I'm only willing to exchange half a pound of coarse salt." That girl's Chinese language is not very neat. At this time, I can't understand it in a hurry. It's just back and forth accusing the profiteer of changing too little.

"I'm a bully. I, Huang Shiren, have been doing business in Jianning for a day or two. Let the villagers say. When have I ever bullied someone. Don't ruin Lao Tzu's reputation here." That Huang Shiren squinted and cruised on Miao Nu.

"You, you. It's obviously bullying. Such a big piece of fox skin. Only give half a pound of coarse salt." The girl saw more and more people. Tears came down in my heart.

"Yo yo. The wicked sue first, hey. Buy, sell, buy, sell. Pay attention to your affection, I don't want to. I don't think the price is right. You can talk to me. Why do you put saliva in the salt shaker to diaphragm people? Folks, do you say yes?" Huang Shiren clasped his hands. There was a look of grievance and said around.

"That's it. If you don't want to change it, you won't change it. There's no one pulling you not. You see. You spit your mouth into the salt jar. And how do people do business." There is an aunt who doesn't know the truth and stands up to "uphold justice". This thing passed through her mouth. Immediately became a Miao girl's no. Ill hearings makes ill rehearsing. That's probably how it came to be.

Miao female Zilie. Where can it withstand such slander. Look up and look again. All around, there were Han people hugging their shoulders and sneering at her. I can't think about it for a while. Pull out the knife on your waist and kill yourself. Blood. Dye that fox fur blood-red. Miao girl's teardrops. Drip out of the dead eyes.

"This, this. Old and young men are witnesses. This is not a human life forced out by me Huang Shiren." When I saw Miao Nu die in front of her stall. That Huang Shiren also panicked. Immediately arched his hands and begged around.

Look hilarious. People are in business. Be a witness. Eat and hold up. Dead people. No one wants to get in trouble. For a while, the crowd dispersed. Who cares about other people's idle business?

Miao Nu is dead. Naturally, it soon spread throughout Jianning. Soon. Countless Miao people or Bai people. Or someone from another ethnicity. Gather in Jianning. I want to ask for an explanation. This time. It embodies the spirit of 56 nationalities, 56 flowers, and 56 clans and brothers and sisters are one family, no matter what nationality they are, there is only one condition, hand over Huang Shiren and that aunt, otherwise, hundreds of tribes will be bloodied in Jianning.

Jianning County Magistrate Yang Bailao learned of the incident. Also panicked. He is said to be the head of a county. But no one sent him any money. But nominally it sounds better. Probably directly under the jurisdiction of the central government. Also. Who of the princes of the world will care about your troubled things? You don't care. He doesn't care. Isn't it left to the emperor? But the Emperor. I'm afraid I don't know that there is also the person Yang Bailao, the magistrate of Jianning County.

"Lao Tzu. Who sent more than half of the Wen Lu to Lao Tzu on weekdays. If something happens, I'm looking for Lao Tzu. Mother sells X's. I'm quit." Yang Bailao threw the patina-stained official seal into the hall. With an old servant and a wife and a concubine in the family. He ran away in an ox cart.

The county magistrates all ran away. Those Miao people are even less dry. In their opinion. Aren't you doing nothing? Eat and drink spicy food on weekdays. The sun revolves around the wheel. Circling around the plate at noon. Turning around in a skirt at night. Okay. If there's a little mistake, you'll just leave it alone. Yes. You're fucking X's. You don't care about the old men.

Tens of thousands of mountain people are under the orders of their respective leaders. The four gates of Jianning were surrounded by water. Who is responsible is not. Don't take anyone responsible. Kill. Kill. Kill. It doesn't matter if you're an uncle or an aunt. Thing. It's getting more and more noisy.