Now that the back road can be guaranteed, Zhou Zhou Gui thought about whether he could compete with Liu Wenzheng for the official position of regimental training or defense envoy in the local area after he surrendered. If the Red Jacket Army wins, it doesn't matter, continue to occupy this territory, and be his soil overlord.

"Unpredictable? The lowly office does not think so. Mr. Huang took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Although the Red Jacket Army is numerous, it has been defeated in successive battles, its momentum has declined, and people's hearts have been chaotic. Even if it can last for some time, it will inevitably fail in the end. ”

"I agree with Mr. Huang's view." Staff member Mr. Wu nodded and said: "Although Liu Tingyu sent troops to Laizhou to help in the war, he couldn't go because of his illness, and the soldiers he sent were not his descendants, let alone elite. Obviously, if the Red Jacket Army wins, he has merit; If the Red Jacket Army is defeated, he also has the strength to accept the surrender without losing the hope of being an official. ”

"In this way, Zhou can only be a team training envoy?" On Wednesday, Gui was disgruntled and lowered his eyelids.

According to the size of the territory occupied and the number of soldiers and horses, Ginting is usually given an official position to the assassin and the defense envoy, that is, at the state and county level. If it is a little smaller, there is only the official position of regimental training envoy.

Huang and Wu glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Liu Tingyu and Liu Wen are the family, and the combined strength of the two is the first in the county, and the strength of Zhou Gui is even slightly inferior to Liu Wenzheng, how to fight? If you don't get it right, you have to be cleaned up by Erliu!

Seeing the staff member's face like this, Zhou Gui was not disappointed, and let out a long sigh.

Mr. Huang had an idea and said, "Don't be too disappointed, if you want to be a defensive envoy, it's not impossible. ”

"Oh, Mr. Huang, please speak." Wednesday Gui was in good spirits, and his eyes lit up.

"In this county, the enemy is not the second Liu, if it is in other counties, the adults may not be strong, and no one can beat it." Mr. Huang smiled slightly, realizing that this idea was very subtle, and did not hide his smugness, "For example, Rizhao County in the east and Linshu County in the south. Of course, the specific situation will have to be investigated before it can be determined. ”

Although Zhou Gui wanted to get a higher official position, he was actually a family dog, and he obviously couldn't accept it at once if he wanted to march into other counties. Therefore, he groaned and hesitated, and only after a long time did he reluctantly smile and said, "Mr. Huang has a high opinion, and we will make a plan when we send someone to find out." ”

Mr. Wu secretly slandered himself, knowing that most of the Zhou Gui did not have the courage, so he opened his mouth and said: "I think there may be another way, that is, to contact Jin Ren in advance, or to overpower the Liu family." ”

"It's a good idea." Wednesday Gui was overjoyed and said, "But it costs some money, if you can really make it, you can earn it back in the future." ”

Mr. Huang said cautiously: "Although the method is good, it must be done secretly. Wouldn't it be bad if the Red Jacket Army won and learned about it? ”

"Yes, it must be kept secret." Wednesday Gui's wait-and-see mentality prevailed again, and he shook his head with a wry smile, but he didn't want to dwell on this matter anymore, so he changed the topic, "By the way, that Taoist priest wrote yesterday, saying that it was a spring famine, and the people were living in difficulty, and only a part of the tax money and grain had been raised, and they would soon set off for transportation, hoping that the rest could be delayed for some time." As he spoke, Wednesday's eyelids drooped, as if he was disdainful, and he was a little angry, "Two, what do you think about it?" ”

Mr. Wu preemptively said: "The Taoist priest wants to buy people's hearts, but he can't let him get his wish." ”

Mr. Huang thought for a moment and said, "What Mr. Wu said is exact. However, since some of them have already been raised, let him ship them first. Then, the adults reprimanded him severely, and asked him to pay all within the time limit, without leniency. ”

Wednesday smiled and nodded in agreement. What you can get is first in your hands, and then you can continue to squeeze it, well, it's really good to play this Taoist priest. Let you pretend to be a good person, let you buy people's hearts.

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One is ambitious, the first goal is the sea, and the ultimate goal is to dominate the world; A man who protects his family and money, and is also entangled in the humble official positions of defense envoy and regimental training envoy.

The vision is different, the ideals are very different, who is playing whom, no need to ask is already clear.

On Wednesday, Gui and the others were still thinking about playing Meng Jiucheng, but they didn't expect that they had been tricked by Meng Jiucheng.

Transporting money and grain to pay taxes is simply a matter of no shadow, and at this time, Meng Jiucheng has already gathered people, sharpened his knives, and is ready to start.

In a small valley in Woshiling, thousands of people and hundreds of people have already assembled, listening to Meng Jiucheng making a report on the situation. Well, it should be a demagogic pre-war mobilization.

"The war is chaotic, the people are struggling to make a living, and it is still difficult to eat enough, but there is that black-hearted bastard, and he has to starve us to death to be willing. Increasing taxes and levying tyranny is even more vicious than the Jinren! Meng Jiucheng stood on a pine cannon cannon truck in front of the team, waving a false letter paper in his hand, and indignantly accusing the evil Wednesday Gui.

"Wednesday is expensive, he wants us to pay 1,000 stones of grain and 100 heads of cattle and horses immediately within three days, and if we don't pay within the time limit, he will send troops to attack, kill and loot." Meng Jiucheng roared loudly, "But even if we dig all the seeds out of the ground, we won't eat or drink from now on, and we won't be able to make up this number." You say, "What shall I do?" Is it to hold your neck and wait for slaughter, or to fight to the death with this bastard? ”

Coaxing, the soldiers and migrant workers were in a commotion, gossiping and saying anything, with anger in their eyes, and even more unwillingness.

"Du Qi wanted to ride on our heads, but he was desperately defeated by us, and he was buried in the soil and became fertilizer." Meng Jiucheng tore up the fake letter with a brush, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Crossroads Town, and scolded: "Wednesday Gui wants money and food, and wants our lives, so Lao Tzu will let him and Du Qi end up." ”

"Fight with Wednesday Gui and kill this bastard."

"Whoever doesn't let us live, we will fight with whom!"

"If you don't have money or food, you have to die."

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Meng Jiucheng glanced at the few who shouted the most happily, nodded appreciatively, and let the angry emotions spread and infect, feeling that it was almost over, he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"In this world, if you want to swallow your anger, you have to pierce your neck and wait for death." Meng Jiucheng's voice sounded again, "If you want to live, you have to fight, whoever robs us, we will take his dog's life." If Wu Sangui wants money and food, he has to ask the knives and guns in our hands to see if they agree? ”

"Don't agree, Lao Tzu doesn't agree. Lao Tzu wants to cut his mother's * Wednesday expensive. Han Changsheng, the knife and axe hand, jumped out, the axe in his hand had become a double-edged blade, and there was a spear tip in front of it, like a weapon in computer games in later generations.

Meng Jiucheng nodded lightly, picked up the spear next to the car, raised it high, and shouted loudly: "What army are we?" Answer me—"