(Recommended works: "The Beast Descends to the Three Kingdoms" Author: Seven and a Half Steamed Buns "Xiucai's Counterattack" Author: Ren Guocheng "Ming Wolf" Author: Six Drops of Blood.) Wushan read it and wrote it very well. ）

"You lords are so generous!" Hong Sibiao's name is fierce, and in recent years, in the Yellow Turban Road, he has followed the three brothers of the Zhang family, and he looks like a true person.

"Dao Ye is polite," Qian Daxian was also very happy to be able to resolve the grievances between the two families: "I wonder if you can dispel the foolish people outside?" These people spend their days idle, not producing. ”

The deep reason is because the Qian family now has a lot of land and lacks people to cultivate it.

Many peasants who had lost their land would rather go to Zhending to help others than become tenants for the Qian family.

In the face of successive droughts, the tenants of the Qian family worked day and night, and there was still a lot of land wasted.

What's even more odious is that it doesn't cost much money to buy cattle itself, and Qian Shiren is reluctant to invest and uses manpower to plow the land.

"What are you!" Hong Sibiao didn't speak, and Zhu Hongqi, who was really angry, couldn't help but roar: "It's your great gift that my senior brother can receive you, and you still put forward conditions?" ”

Qian Daxian's heart was shocked, and when he looked at Hong Sibiao, he saw him drinking the tea that is now popular in Changshan like a normal person.

"Master Dao, I don't know what conditions my Qian family needs, so that your Guan is willing to disperse the people." Qian Shiren was given a lot of rights before leaving, and Qian Daxian didn't dare to be specialized.

"Is your Qian family willing to drive your tenants away?" Hong Sibiao squinted: "The last night attack, do you Qian family also have to give us an explanation?" ”

Night Raid? Didn't you kill them all? How to explain it? Qian Daxian suddenly became messy in the wind.

When Qian Shiren heard the return, he was so angry that one Buddha went out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and he was killed and compensated, and he still asked himself to explain the law?

But he has nothing to do, he can still pull up the banner of Song Dian in front of the government, how many people in the officialdom dare not buy the eunuch's account?

But in front of Fang Shi, don't talk about Qian Shiren, even the assassins in the state and county have to be supplied, and that is a special group.

As soon as the second son came back, Zhao Meng felt that the burden on his body was invisibly much lighter. Although there are people in charge of all aspects of the family, I still feel tired enough on weekdays.

Now that there are important people, he will rush home to entertain him, send his eldest son-in-law Yuan Zixiang away, and return to the Changshan Governor's Mansion.

In fact, he is also a hands-off shopkeeper, and he has his own cronies to deal with it below.

When he followed his young man into the early years, Zhao Meng selected nine of them and named them Benevolence, Righteousness, Etiquette, Wisdom, Faith, Filial Piety, Forgiveness, and Bravery, these are his own henchmen.

"Are the two really doing it?" Zhao Meng squinted his eyes and gently stroked his beard with his right hand.

"Big brother, it's not two." Zhao Ren said with a smile: "The Yellow Turban Road is ready, and it is estimated that the Qian family will be destroyed." ”

"Good!" Zhao Meng instructed: "When they finish destroying the door, we will rush over and let those rangers withdraw and stare at it from afar." ”

"Big brother, they know too much." Zhao Renke is not benevolent at all.

"No," Zhao Meng said, "You can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, just like the old man treats you." Find a few reliable ones and give them guidance in the future. ”

Don't think that on other occasions, what people see is the real Zhao family uncle. As the head of the clan, he is not as superficial as he seems.

At this moment, Zhao Meng was holding a copy of the freshly printed "Mencius" and reading it with relish.

The son is known as the Qiliner of the Zhao family, and he is his son, no matter how he says, he can't hold him back, right?

It is also rare that people in their forties start studying all day.

In late August, the fragrance of osmanthus came from the air, and it was refreshing to inhale deeply.

Hong Sibiao greedily sniffed the fragrance of osmanthus wafting from the Qian family's manor, and wanted to compose a poem, but he couldn't start anything, and his face wrinkled into dried orange peel.

"Senior brother, is there a problem with the action tonight?" Zhu Hongqi is now tied to his senior brother, and he is still counting on him to excuse himself in front of his master.

Even if the night is dark, he can keep an eye on his senior brother at any time, for fear of causing him unhappiness.

"Nope!" Hong Sibiao thought that the other party knew his thoughts, so he hurriedly shook his head: "What time is it?" ”

"The second watch has just passed," Zhu Hongqi asked cautiously: "It seems that they are all asleep inside, should you kill them now?" ”

"No!" Hong Sibiao shook his head firmly: "The brothers inside are all ordered, and the third watch will only open the door." ”

If there is no internal response, Qianjiazhuang is not easy to attack, even if there is no master, the dock fort with the high courtyard wall cannot be attacked at all.

As long as the people of Qianjiazhuang hold out until dawn, the people from the county governor's mansion will come to support and fight with chickens and eggs.

In the anxious waiting of the yellow turbans, time finally passed slowly, and the sound of bangs came to prove that it had been three watches.

There were three crisp bird calls from outside Qianjiazhuang, and the inside immediately began to move, and the gate of Wubao opened slowly.

The crowd outside began to stir, and when there was a crack in the door, they pulled hard, and poured in as the gate opened.

It is also a very peaceful life, the Zhao family army has been fighting in the east and west for many years, and there are no more bandits in Changshan.

The dock fort in Qianjiazhuang is just a symbol, and the family has never gone through any war and has become an ornament for oppressing the peasants.

Even Hong Sibiao didn't expect that the war would be surprisingly smooth, and those family members were not the enemies of the Yellow Turban Daoists at all.

In the hall of the Qian family, all the people of the Qian family were escorted here. Some of the ladies were wearing obscene clothes, shivering in the cold of autumn, and many Taoists were swallowing saliva in their throats.

"Thief, my Qian family treats you well! I also visit during the day. Qian Daxian finally recognized it: "Why did you bring people to attack overnight?" ”

Although he changed his outfit, Hong Sibiao still looked a little fairy.

He didn't look at Qian Daxian, walked up to Qian Shiren, and looked carefully. As for Qian Wen, the little fat man who was scared to pee next to him, no one paid attention to him.

"Shut up!" Qian Shiren walked to Hong Sibiao on his knees: "You are the master?" If you want money, food, and women, you can open your mouth casually. As long as the money is some-and-so, offer it with both hands. ”

"I want it all!" Hong Sibiao laughed nervously: "I have long wanted your family business, and I have never had an excuse." I have to thank you, Master Money. ”

"Lord, it's not good, someone is coming!" A Taoist came to report in a panic.

"Catch it up, how do you do things?" Zhu Hongqi reprimanded.

"It's an officer!" The Daoists hurriedly replied.

There was hope in the eyes of everyone in the Qian family, and Qian Shiren's head immediately looked out of the gate, but unfortunately his head fell off in an instant.

"Tell the brothers, take all the valuable things." Hong Sibiao didn't dare to provoke the officials and soldiers at this juncture, and the Yellow Turban Dao was not ready.

"What about women?" Zhu Hongqi asked earnestly, he had several of them.

"Take it away!" Hong Sibiao walked out of the hall without looking back.

There were still a few torches in the courtyard that had not been extinguished, and Zhao Meng stepped into the Qian family's manor, and there was a trace of blood in the air.

"Du Wei, those people did not flee back to the Taoist temple, and their subordinates asked for instructions on whether they wanted to chase them?" Zhao Yong knelt on one knee.

"Don't chase after the poor." Zhao Meng instructed: "Search carefully in the manor to see if there are any thieves left." ”