But the well-behaved Wen San'er actually saw through Li Mao's plan at a glance, and lay there motionless with a dead face, Li Mao couldn't make a plan and gave birth to another plan, he asked Wang Jian to set up an ambush in the reeds outside the city, and he led Wen San'er and the others over. In the city, Wen San'er is taboo and doesn't dare to do anything, and there is no one in the reeds, can he still hold back and not be fierce?

On the first day of Li Mao's arrival at Mokedu, he noticed this reed swing in the east of the city, and that day he stood on the south pier of the city and looked at the endless reeds in the east, and his heart was very shocked and impressive.

Li Mao's plan was to repay the favor with his own way, and to condemn San'er to a crime and drive him out of Mo Kedu, which not only eliminated harm for the people, but also relieved the siege of Xue Rong and his wife.

The situation in front of him was something he had never imagined, nineteen living people killed when they said they would, and the cost was only two baskets of seized and unconfiscated private salt.

Wen San'er was the last to die, the calf bone of his left leg was pierced by a crossbow arrow, and he couldn't get up, so he could only crawl on the ground. He looked up and saw that it was Wang Jian who ambushed him, and instead of wailing and asking for mercy, he smiled bitterly, and then struggled to his knees, silently stretching his neck. Wang Jian handed the crossbow to his entourage, and without pulling out his long knife to chop and chop, he grabbed Wen San'er's hair bun, pulled out the short knife at his waist, and sawed off Wen San'er's head like a handsaw.

A drop of blood splashed on Li Mao's face, like extremely corrosive sulfuric acid, and Li Mao's heart was so hot that he couldn't wait to tear off his face.

Suddenly, there was a bloody human head in his arms, which Wang Jian threw to him.

"Cut off a head of a salt owl and reward ten times, this is your share." Wang Jian grinned, with a simple face.

After exterminating Wen San'er and other salt lords, Wang Jian took Li Mao to report to Yue Dan, the envoy of suppression, who was overjoyed, and immediately ordered the drum hall to announce the good news to the crowd. When all the characters in Mo Kedu Town arrived, Yue Dan asked Wang Jian to tell him how he got the tip, how to design the general Wen San'er to go out of the city, and how to set up an ambush to annihilate the thieves in one fell swoop. This nonsense was carefully fabricated by Wang Jian, and after several scrutiny, there was no flaw.

When the deputy general Zheng Tu learned that Wen San'er was killed by Wang Jian, his heart ached like a knife, and he retorted: "Just two baskets of salt, two hundred catties, what kind of salt is it, Wang Zhiya is a killer, how can he convince people?" When the treasurer Zhang Yi heard this, he immediately retorted: "Vice General Zheng does not agree with this, and the imperial court has ordered all states: the people who sell more than one bucket of illicit salt will be immediately punished with capital punishment, two hundred catties, enough for them to die many times." ”

Zhang Yi is Yue Danlai's confidant, and he has a good relationship with Wang Jian, and he has long been dissatisfied with Wen San'er and his gang, and he knows Yue Danlai's attitude towards this matter, so he has no fear to fight Zheng Tu. Everyone in Mo Kedu knows that Zhang Yi's attitude is often Yue Danlai's attitude, so he took the lead, and the situation suddenly showed a one-sided trend, and everyone angrily denounced Wen San'er's evil deeds, believing that he was innocent of death, and Wang Jian was eliminating harm for the people.

Although Zheng Tu also has a few good colleagues in the military academy, the trend is the general trend, who dares to stand up for Zheng Tu?

Killing Wen San'er is a weather vane, a weather vane of the change in the political situation in Mo Kedu Town, and these officials have a keen sense of smell. With the support of everyone, Wang Jian's waist pole was straighter, and he smiled at Zheng Tuhehe: "My informant said that Wen San'er sold 3,000 catties of salt from other places to Mo Kedu, but I searched and searched but only found 200 catties, where did the rest of the salt go?" General Zheng, you know what? Zheng Tu was furious, drew his knife and shouted: "The surname Wang, you don't say anything about the murder, and you want to pour and urine on the old man's head, how can I tolerate you." Wang Jian stood up and shouted: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not been opposed, come, I am not afraid of you." ”

The two fought-for-tat, and there was chaos in the judgment hall.

Although Zheng Tu's official position is not as good as Yue Danlai's, his qualifications are very old, in the army, a place where seniority is particularly important, he relies on the old and sells the old, and has a lot of contempt for Yue Danlai's junior boss, at this moment Wang Jian openly turned his face with him, so that he could not get off the stage, although Yue Danlai's face was as black as a piece of iron, his heart was actually quite useful.

Seeing that it would be lively, seeing that the commotion was almost over, Yue Danlai coughed, and said: "Ordinary people carry one or two catties of private salt, three or five catties, but more than ten catties, and Wen San'er hid more than two hundred catties of salt in the reeds, which shows that this person is a habitual offender, and it is not a pity for such a person to die!" Of course, he is just swaggering and deceiving outside under the guise of General Zheng, and has nothing to do with General Zheng. ”

The suppression envoy spoke, and the two did not dare to make any more noise, so they went back to their respective classes and bowed their hands to obey orders. Yue Danlai finally concluded: "Although the salt seized this time is not much, but it is happy to destroy this group of silverfish in the court. ”

Yue Dan's reward is not the same thing as killing the head of the salt lord to get a reward, cutting the head of a salt lord, the government gives a reward of ten times, and the reward is always cashed on the spot. These money will be paid in advance by the local government or military town, and then in the future, they will find the Salt and Iron Institute to write it off. The money is not his own, and the reward is naturally generous, Yue Dan came to wave a big pen, and ten times the money went to Li Mao's hands.

How much is a ten-run coin worth? In those days, ten dollars could buy one acre of fine land, five fine iron knives, a Turkic horse, or two sturdy ploughing oxen. The value of money is too high, which is not conducive to daily use, and it is generally divided into small strings, one hundred wen strings into a string, called a mo, and ten yuan has a hundred mo, filled with a wicker basket, about forty kilograms.

Qingmo grinned and couldn't pick it up after trying a few times, he gave up, clapped his hands, and said, "Good girl, so much money, I can only earn it in a few lifetimes!" Li Mao said: "This money carries human blood and is not clean." Qingmo said with a smile: "The hearts and livers of this group of people are rotten, and they are innocent of death, if they don't kill them, will they still have a scourge left?" You are called eliminating harm for the people, and you are very good, you go out and see it yourself, and the people of the city...... That, Hi Da Puben. ”

The word Xida Puben was taught by Li Mao to the little guy not long ago, and the little guy didn't understand the deep meaning of it, and he often made jokes.

Yue Danlai held a feast in the military courtyard, celebrated Wang Jian's achievements, and entertained officials of all sizes in the garrison, which of course did not have Li Mao's share.

After receiving the bounty and coming out, it was already dark. Xue Rong and his wife are safe and sound now, Li Mao is not in a hurry to go back, it takes time and distance to eliminate the embarrassment between each other, he has to grasp this degree.

"Let's go, I'll invite you to supper." Li Mao lifted the wicker basket with one hand.

The little guy hurriedly ran over to help, but the word "supper" was in his mind.

"What's a late-night supper?"

"Supper, it's ......"

Mo Kedu Town is a military town, although the night curfew is nothing, the nightlife is not rich, after nightfall, the streets and alleys are dark and deserted, the two of them carried dozens of pounds of reward money and walked for a long time to see a shop with lights on.

It's a soup cake shop.