Chapter Ninety-Two: Zhu Wu's Miraculous Propaganda Policy! Fight the local tyrant model drama!

"What can I do?!

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"It's broken, it's broken! The officials of those feudal divisions all have the power to play the emperor, and we can't suppress them. ”

Bo Lu and Fan Yao suddenly lost their rules.

"Two adults, so we must deal with these hidden dangers before the imperial court arrives." Liu Bowen said.

Although the rank and power of these feudal officials are not as good as those of Bolu and Fan Yao, most of them are born in Mongolian nobles or Semu nobles, and they belong to the most trusted group of people in the Mengyuan court.

If they find out what is going on and report it, it's definitely a terrible eucalyptus.

"So what do we do?" Fan Yao suddenly panicked.

Those people are all Mongolian Taijun and Semu Second Taijun, and there is no way for him, a third-class northern Han Chinese, to suppress them, even if the official position is relatively high, there is no way.

In this matter, I really have to count on Bolu, a genuine Mongolian, to come up with ideas.

Beru gritted his teeth, thought hard for a while, and finally made a lot of determination.

"These people's consciences are broken, I don't know how much effort we have made to keep Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces and Jiqing Mansion for Dayuan, and they are still thinking about calculating Lao Tzu, they really can't keep them!" Beru said grimly.

"What do you mean, sir??" Fan Yao was suddenly taken aback.

That's all the Mongolian Taijun and the second Semu Taijun!

"Can't stay!"

Bolu immediately looked at Liu Bowen and said in a deep voice.

"Berwyn, I have to trouble you to go and find Zhu Han and ask him to do him another favor."

Liu Bowen hurriedly asked, "My lord, how can I help?" ”

Bo Lu smiled slightly, "These generals and officers of the feudal divisions, I will send them to inspect the Shazikou River Defense another day, and when the time comes, they will suddenly encounter a sneak attack by red turban thieves, and all of them will be martyred and repay Dayuan with their lives!" ”

The words have been said so clearly, Liu Bowen naturally has nothing he doesn't understand.

"Okay, don't worry, my lord, then go to the state again!" Liu Bowen said.

Beru seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly said again.

"Tell Zhu Han again, this time to help, it's not for him to help in vain, I, Bolu, am also a person who pays attention to credibility, after the matter is completed, I will let people prepare ten boats of silk, which is considered a reward."

Liu Bowen nodded, "Don't worry, my lord, the lower officials understand." ”

Zuo Cheng Fan Yao of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province listened to it next to him, and couldn't help but secretly stumble in his heart.

It turned out that Beru Pingzhang, who was so loyal to Dayuan, how did he become like this, openly calculating his colleagues in the imperial court, eradicating dissidents with the help of red turban thieves, and embezzling the treasury silver kickbacks of the imperial court, he is a big traitor!

However, it is such a big traitor.

Now he is promoted again and knighted again.

, a little traitor, also made a fortune with his promotion.

"It seems that only by being a traitor can you be promoted and make a fortune, and this great yuan will be finished sooner or later." Fan Yao couldn't help but think in his heart.

Except for the state.

When Liu Bowen came to Exzhou again, he was already familiar with the road.

Xu Da, who was stationed in Liuhe, just sent a team of soldiers to escort him, and sent Liu Bowen to the city of Jiezhou.

As soon as he entered the city of Jiezhou, Liu Bowen saw that the city was very lively.

Many people gathered in the streets and alleys, as if they were watching something.

"Little brother, what are you doing here?" Liu Bowen grabbed a teenager and asked.

The young man was anxious to see the excitement, and said without looking back.

"Dog traitors parade through the streets, lively!"

After that, he shook off his hand and ran away with a puff of smoke.

"Dog traitor parade on the street?"

Liu Bowen was puzzled, and when he came to the door of the official office and saw the notice posted, he understood.

"The Red Turban Army, there is still such courage, this is to create another batch of die-hard diehards!"

Liu Bowen looked at the notice and immediately realized its significance.

When Liu Bowen entered the mansion and saw Zhu Han, he explained his intentions.

For this request, Zhu Han is also very happy.

"Haha, there's no problem, anyway, the Mengyuan officials who killed added to the prestige of my Red Turban Army, even if there is no silk that Beru promised, I can agree." Zhu Han said with a smile.

The matter was successfully completed, Liu Bowen naturally did not stay much, and left the state that day.

It's just that when he left, he carefully read the notice posted 'Fight the local tyrants and divide the land', and silently memorized it.

"The Red Turban Army not only wants to kill the Tartars, but also to move the foundation of the gentry!"

Liu Bowen himself is also a member of the gentry, and it is inevitable that he will begin to feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Regarding Liu Bowen's visit again, Zhu Han no longer cares.

It's nothing more than a sneak attack to kill a few Mengyuan officials, and there is no need to take action yourself at all, it is enough to let Xu Da send a battalion of elites.

Anyway, when the time comes, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Pingzhang, and Bolu will definitely help secretly.

What Zhu Han is most concerned about now is the current fight against local tyrants and the division of land.

Zhu Han understands that this fight against local tyrants and division of land is definitely not a simple killing of people and division of land, but also to establish orthodox legitimacy from the hearts of the people.

"So what are we going to do?" Chen Baodao asked.

Zhu Han pondered for a while, but he didn't have any good ideas.

The people of those villages don't believe much in the government, and they even believe in the elders and prestige of their clan.

However, most of these people are powerful landlords.

Where can they say anything good?

"You don't have to worry about this for now, go and kill the people first, and then divide the land, and I'll figure out the rest of the things." Zhu Han said.

"Yes, my lord!" Chen Baodao hurriedly said.

Zhu Han thought about it for a long time in the mansion, but he couldn't think of any good way to fight against the slander and broken mouth of those village elders.

He was bored in the palace, so he changed into civilian clothes and took Hu Yiba and other guards out for a walk.

Except for the state city, at this time there is no crisis of the previous war.

Many businessmen and ordinary people from the surrounding state capitals fled to the city of Zhuzhou in order to escape the war.

Therefore, the city is becoming more and more prosperous.

Zhu Han and the others walked on the street, looking at the endless stream of people around them, and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

"These people can live and work in peace and contentment, and I am indispensable! If they hadn't repelled Meng Yuan's attack, maybe they would have been turned into corpses by Meng Yuan's slaughter. ”

Just as Zhu Han was sighing, he suddenly heard a noisy gong and drum music.

Men, women, and children on the street flocked in that direction.

"Hey, are you still parading the streets?" Zhu Han was puzzled for a while.

"My lord, it's not a street parade, it's a troupe!" Hu Yiba stretched his neck and said.

Zhu Han kicked Hu Yibayi, "Weigh it carefully!" ”

Hu Yiba hurriedly bowed his hand, "Okay master!" ”

"Let's go see the show!" Zhu Han said.

Nowadays, on the street, the most common are commentary and sideshow.

Commenting on the story is no different from the storytellers of later generations, and what is particular about the ups and downs of the story.

The acrobatics are different, they can be said to be all-encompassing, what men and women, what princes and generals, are all able to be vividly performed by them.

Zhu Han and the others finally squeezed into the crowd and saw the acrobatic troupe inside.

I saw a clearing, three or five men and women wearing shabby costumes, and with the blessing of a few musical instruments, Yiyi was singing.

They sang the local language of the state, and Zhu Han could probably understand it.

It's nothing more than the story of some talented and beautiful people.

However, it was such a clichΓ© story, and the people all listened attentively.

Many people in tattered clothes even shed tears or empathetic laughter for the characters in the acrobatics because they were too engaged.

"It's not interesting, it's too clichΓ©." Zhu Han couldn't help but complain a little in his heart.

The members of the acrobatic troupe in the middle are obviously not very high-level, and many of the allusions sung are wrong.

However, even this did not affect the enthusiasm of the onlookers.

Zhu Han saw Hu Yiba and other pro-soldiers, and they all stretched their necks and listened attentively.

Looking at their posture, if Zhu Han encountered any gangsters who assassinated, most of them would not be able to detect it.

"Hey, by the way, since you love to listen to acrobatics so much, why don't you make up some new acrobatics to promote your administrative strategy!"

Zhu Han suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

As soon as he thought of this method, Zhu Han immediately became happy.

The singing voices of those dirty vaudeville artists are not so ugly.

"Hu Yiba."

Zhu Han shouted.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Hu Yiba hurriedly asked, his eyes still couldn't help but look at the acrobatic team a few more times.

"How many of these acrobatic troupes are there in the city?" Zhu Han asked.

"What, is the master going to listen to the play?" Hu Yiba suddenly came to his senses.

If Zhu Han likes to listen to acrobatics, then Hu Yiba, as one of the leaders of the pro-soldiers, will naturally be able to follow him every day.

"You thief, what am I doing, master, and I still need to report to you?" Zhu Han scolded with a smile.

"No, no, sir, I'm just asking more." Hu Yiba hurriedly said.

"Come on, how many troupes are there in our vicinity?" Zhu Han asked.

Except for the hundreds of thousands of people near the state, one or two troupes are definitely not enough.

Hu Yiba thought about it carefully, and then said: "Master, if you want to talk about the troupe, if I know, the auspicious class in front of me is the best, and there are three or four of the rest of the troupe." ”

"What, is it so little?" Zhu Han frowned.

This was a big surprise to him.

Compared with the Huaixi region such as Haozhou in the north, the state is a treasure land of feng shui and can be regarded as a rich place.

Why are there only so many troupes?

"Master, I just heard that there were many opera troupes near Jiezhou, but they all went to Jiangnan because they were afraid of the war." Hu Yiba said.

"It turned out that it was such a short time, so if you say so, there should be a lot of opera troupes in Jiangnan." Zhu Han suddenly thought about it again.

It's nothing more than a few troupes, if he asks Liu Bowen to ask Mengyuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang Province for some troupes, I'm afraid it will be effortless.

"Hu Yiba, you just said that this team is called the auspicious class?" Zhu Han asked again.

"Yes, master, auspicious class, I'm very familiar!" Hu Yiba said with a smile.

"Okay, then you go and tell him that the class master, come to the government office after finishing work, and I will arrange a new errand for them!" Zhu Han said.

"Okay, sir!"

Hu Yiba happily took over the errand.

Zhu Han plans to use this auspicious class to test the water first, after all, it is a brand new path, and he needs to temper it well first to meet his requirements.

After returning to the mansion, Zhu Han thought again.

"If you want to use vaudeville to promote the New Deal, you have to write a new plot and vaudeville, you have ideas, but you can't write this kind of script!"

Zhu Han was in trouble for a while.

If you want to talk about the story of beating local tyrants and dividing the land, Zhu Han has a lot of inventory in his stomach.

Like what the chicken called Zhou Papi in the middle of the night, the stories of the bully landlord Liu Wencai, the white-haired girl and Huang Shiren, etc., are all remembered very clearly.

But if they are written as a miscellaneous drama that echoes the common people at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, it is a bit beyond Zhu Han's level.

"Looks like we'll have to find some readers."

As soon as Zhu Han came up with this idea, he instantly thought of a suitable candidate.

Although he was a little hesitant in his heart, he still decided to use this person.

"Come on, go and find Hu Weiyong for me!" Zhu Han said.

The soldiers outside the door immediately took the order.

Hu Weiyong is the Ming minister Hu Weiyong who was personally killed by Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang and implicated tens of thousands of people in history.

It's just that today's Hu Weiyong is just an ordinary reader, because of Li Shanchang's recommendation, he joined the Red Turban Army not long ago.

Zhu Yuanzhang led the main force to Yingzhou, met Hu Weiyong in Dingyuan City, and felt that this scholar acted steadily and properly, and could be sent to Zhu Han as a senator on the official paper.

After a while, Hu Weiyong, who was dressed in a Confucian robe, walked in quickly.

"Subordinate Hu Weiyong, I have seen the appeasement envoy!" Hu Weiyong said respectfully as soon as he entered the door.

It has been several days since he came from Dingyuan City to get rid of the state, but when he first came, he saw Zhu Han once, and then he seemed to have been given a cold reception, and he sat in the official room for two or three days in a row, and he didn't even have any arrangements for him.

Before coming to the state, Hu Weiyong was still enthusiastic and ready to show his strength in the state.

Who knew that after coming, he would suffer such a cold reception.

Hu Weiyong didn't know where he made Zhu Han unhappy, and he had no way to ask anyone, so he could only continue to sit on his cold bench.

Therefore, as soon as he heard Zhu Han summoning him today, he immediately came with surprise.

Hehe, my Hu Weiyong's talent, I can't hide it after all!

"Well, Senator Hu, you've been here for a few days, how familiar are you with the affairs of the state?" Zhu Han asked surgingly.

For Hu Weiyong, Zhu Han is a little resistant in his heart.

If you want to talk about ability, to be able to achieve the level of prime minister under Zhu Yuanzhang, it is definitely not lacking in ability.

However, Hu Weiyong obviously belongs to the rampant temperament of Dezhi, and if he is allowed to come out, there will be other troubles in the future.

"Back to my lord, in the past few days, the lower officials have read all the documents such as household registration, land acres, finance and taxation, water conservancy and commercial affairs in addition to the state, and they basically know it in their hearts, and they can share one or two worries for the adults." Hu Weiyong said respectfully.

Since meeting Zhu Han, Hu Weiyong has always been cautious, and he has never had any contempt for Zhu Han because he is young.

He Hu Weiyong is very smart, at such a young age, he can sit in the second place of the Red Turban Army, definitely not because of Zhu Yuanzhang's younger brother's identity, but more because of those terrifying achievements and means.

"Oh, that's an exaggeration." When Zhu Han heard this, he immediately felt a little unconvinced.

It's only been a few days, and you Hu Weiyong dare to boast that you know everything about the money and grain affairs of the state capital?

In addition to the cowhide of the state, it is about to be blown to the sky by you Hu Weiyong.

In the face of Zhu Han's questioning, Hu Weiyong is still full of confidence.

"My lord, Hu doesn't dare to brag, if you don't believe it, just ask!"

"Okay, then I'll test you."

Zhu Han immediately asked a few questions about the household registration and money and grain inventory in addition to the state.

No matter which question it is, Hu Weiyong is fluent in answers, even if there are details that cannot be said clearly, he can also say a general idea.

Zhu Han nodded again and again when he heard this, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: This Hu Weiyong really has a lot of ability, no wonder he can become the person who can succeed Li Shanchang in the position of prime minister in history, it seems that he wants to make good use of this talent.

For Zhu Han, the threat of the prime minister's excessive authority is still far away.

Moreover, Zhu Han used sufficient certainty to make Hu Weiyong unable to turn up a little dissent when the time came.

"Okay, that's right, Senator Hu is really a talent." Zhu Han praised with a smile.

Hu Weiyong was overjoyed in his heart, but there was a surging look on his face.

"Thank you, sir, Hu just read a few more days." Hu Weiyong hurriedly said.

He already understood in his heart that no matter what the reason was before, he was already famous for Zhu Han here, and he would not continue to sit on the cold bench, and his future could be regarded as the beginning.

Sure enough, Zhu Han's subsequent words made Hu Weiyong even more happy.

"Senator Hu is full of poetry and books, and he is familiar with practice, he is really a rare talent, I happen to have a very urgent task, I'm afraid it must be you!" Zhu Han said.

Hu Weiyong took a breath and hurriedly thanked Zhu Han: "Thank you for your appreciation, Hu will definitely do his best to complete it!" ”

"Okay, with your words, I'm more at ease." Zhu Han said with a smile.

"My lord, I don't know what to send to my subordinates?" Hu Weiyong continued to ask.

"Write a playbook!" Zhu Han said solemnly.

When Hu Weiyong heard this, he almost suspected that something was wrong with his ears!

"My lord, the lower official is stupid, I didn't hear it clearly just now, what you said was writing a text?" Hu Weiyong was a little uneasy.

"Harm! What to write an essay, I asked you to write a playbook! Zhu Han suddenly smiled.

"Script?" Hu Weiyong felt that his whole person was not good, and appeased the adults to come and play tricks on himself?

"That's right, it's the script, now that our rebels want to expel the Tartars and restore China, we must mobilize the power of the people, and naturally we need to implement a new policy, do you know this?" Zhu Han asked.

Hu Weiyong nodded hurriedly, "Xia Guan understands!" ”

"It's good to understand! You should also know that most of the people are short-sighted, do not know the benefits of the new deal, and they can't remember the twists and turns of the official notices, so I plan to ask you to write some new plays, not to ask for how ornate the rhetoric, just to make a popular people, and it is best to let the illiterate people be able to pass it on by word of mouth! Zhu Han said.

Subsequently, Zhu Han described the outline of the 'model drama of fighting local tyrants' in his memory.

Although these plots are not complicated, they have a unique advantage in mobilizing the resistance of the lower classes.

Hu Weiyong just listened to it once, and he was already trembling with excitement.

"My lord, these scripts are probably all you came up with?" Hu Weiyong asked excitedly.

"Well, sort of, I've seen a lot, that is, I've thought a lot." Zhu Han said with a haha.

Hu Weiyong's heart has already been shocked.

Zhu Han's miscellaneous dramas, once they are written and performed, they are simply a weapon for killing people.

What gentry and sages, what famous families, they only need to be choreographed in the acrobatics, and they will instantly become scum that everyone spits.

When the time comes, the Red Turban Army only needs a leader, and the angry people will be able to devour those bullies alive.

The official notice, those ordinary people can't understand it, and they can't understand it.

This kind of acrobatics, that's easy to understand at a glance.

"Well, can you write down all of what I said?" Zhu Han asked.

"Don't worry, my lord, Hu has already taken them all to heart!" Hu Weiyong said cautiously.

Zhu Han nodded approvingly, "Okay, then give you three days to write out these miscellaneous drama books, just plain it, and then I will find more drama troupes and teach them by myself." ”

"The subordinate obeys!" Hu Weiyong hurriedly said.

Hu Weiyong was sent and returned to his residence to meditate on the miscellaneous script.

As soon as he left, Hu Yiba walked in with a thin middle-aged man with a frightened face.

"Deputy marshal, this is the class of the auspicious class." Hu Yiba said.

Zhu Han's current official position in the Righteous Army is the Marshal of the East Road of the Red Turban Army, and he also serves as the pacification envoy of the state and the marshal of the Yangtze River Naval Army.

Hu Yiba, Chen Baodao, and others called him deputy marshal, while Hu Weiyong, a civil official and senator, called him a pacifying envoy.

"Villain Zhang Jiuyi, knock to see the marshal's grandfather!"

The auspicious class advocated that Jiuyi's knees were weak, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

"Alright, alright, get up!" Zhu Han waved his hand and said.

He had already been amused by Zhang Jiuyi's title just now.

What 'marshal grandpa', it's also a shame for him to think of it, at first glance, he has too many scripts on weekdays.

"Zhang Jiuyi, your acrobatic troupe is good, I see that the people in the state like to watch it very much." Zhu Han said kindly.

Poor Jixiang Ban advocated Jiuyi, and he was already stupid since he was found by Hu Yiba and other military men, and he didn't know what terrible situation he had to face.

Now when I hear Zhu Han's words, I only feel that I may not like my acrobatic troupe in the state.

Poof!

Zhang Jiuyi suddenly knelt down again, kowtowed and begged: "Grandpa Marshal spare your life, Grandpa Marshal spare your life, let's leave now, and we don't dare to come to the state again!" ”

Depend on!

When Zhu Yong saw this situation, he immediately laughed angrily.

Dare to be stupid by himself.

To deal with this situation, a well-informed guy like Hu Yiba is the most experienced.

I saw Hu Yibaiyi kick Zhang Jiuyi's buttocks.

"Bastard! The deputy marshal didn't finish speaking, who made you howl, and then dared to make noise, pulled out your tongue! Hu Yiba shouted viciously.

Zhang Jiuyi got up in shock.

Seeing this, Zhu Han was not in the mood to ramble with him, and said directly.

"From today onwards, your acrobatic troupe will be requisitioned by our state pacification embassy, and what kind of drama to perform in the future, how to perform, and where to perform will be arranged by me!"

When Zhang Jiuyi heard this, he was stunned.

"My lord, you are ,,,"

He couldn't figure out whether he was lucky or unlucky.

"If you don't understand it now, you will understand it later! Let me ask you, how much can your entire troupe earn in a month, and how much silver is it equivalent to? Zhu Han asked.

Zhang Jiuyi's acrobatic troupe, all of whom have exactly ten people, are basically relatives and adopted apprentices of his own family, and they earn less than three or five taels of silver a month.

"My lord, how much money you make, it's just the mouth of the lake." Zhang Jiuyi said timidly.

Hu Yiba's eyes suddenly widened, and he kicked him again, pretending to scare: "You old gangster, the deputy marshal asked you how much silver, to be honest!" ”

"My lord, when it's good, it's five taels of silver, and when it's bad, I'm hungry!" Zhang Jiuyi said.

"It's similar to what I thought, from now on, all the people in your troupe will be paid according to the servants of the government office, and everyone will be paid one or two or five per month, and you will be given free food and lodging." Zhu Han said.

As soon as Zhang Jiu heard this, he suddenly felt that he had been hit by a pie falling from the sky!

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Zhang Jiuyi kowtowed and made a fuss again, only feeling that Zhu Han was closer than his biological parents.

Each person earns one or five taels a month, and those ten people are fifteen taels!

It's tripled!

Moreover, they are still equivalent to the servants of the government office, and they are no longer obscene actors that everyone on the street can bully!

Finally, this is a month, every month, drought and flood to ensure harvest!

"Hu Yiba, arrange for them to go to the backyard, I remember that there is an empty yard coming, next to your barracks." Zhu Han made arrangements.

"Yes, lieutenant!" Hu Yiba hurriedly received the order.

Subsequently, under the guidance of Hu Yiba, the auspicious class advocated Jiuyi and took his whole family, that is, the auspicious class, to live in the courtyard of the backyard of the government.

In addition to the backyard of the state government, it was originally a garden, and Zhu Han directly ordered the garden to be divided into courtyards in order to facilitate the placement of his own soldiers, which was used as a barracks.

In this way, it not only solves the problem of accommodation for pro-soldiers, but also facilitates the protection of their own safety.

Zhang Jiuyi led the men, women and children of the troupe, and lived in the back courtyard under the curious eyes of the model soldiers.

Although it is the smallest partition, it has six rooms.

Everyone in the auspicious class was surprised and delighted, and they couldn't believe that such a good thing had befallen them.

"Boss, we're really going to live here in the future?" A woman in a patch of coarse cloth whispered.

She is Zhang Jiuyi's mother-in-law, Wang's family, who is not only the drum of the troupe, but also the person in charge of everyone's eating, drinking, and Lazar.

Of course, the Wang family knew that such a spacious courtyard, and it was a courtyard in the palace, it was absolutely impossible for the rich to live in it.

Zhang Jiu nodded, "Well, didn't that Hu Junye say just now, we will live in this courtyard in the future!" ”

"Dad, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing!" A young man asked.

"That's right, Dad, we'll sing for the official master in the future, if we offend them, will we be killed?" Another teenager asked.

Zhang Jiuyi suddenly slapped and fell over.

"Bastard, say something frustrating!"

Zhang Jiuyi taught his two sons a lesson, and then whispered.

"The marshal's grandfather said that in the future, we will sing for the government, and the status is equivalent to that of the government office, and we will have a salary of one or two or five dollars of silver every month!"

When the mother-in-law Wang heard this, she was immediately dejected, and couldn't help but say: "Alas! In charge, one or two or five dollars of silver, we can't drink wild vegetable porridge enough! ”

"Wild vegetable porridge?"

When Zhang Jiuyi heard this, he showed a sneering expression and said to his mother-in-law, younger siblings, and children.

"I'll tell you, it's one or two or five dollars per person!"

Bang dang!

The gongs and drums in the hands of several people suddenly fell to the ground, startling themselves with a spirit.

"Pick it up!" Zhang Jiuyi shouted.

A few people picked it up in a panic, still unable to believe what they had just said.

"One tael and five cents, one person, then there are so many of us, wouldn't it cost fifteen taels a month?"

"A month, fifteen taels!?"

These acrobatic artists who walk the streets and alleys are actually just groups of homeless people, basically they eat wherever they go, and if they don't eat, they are hungry, and there are petty thefts.

The lowly status of people makes them have strong doubts about this kind of good thing.

After everyone was happy, they fell into a great panic again.

"Boss, what are these red scarf thieves trying to do?"

"It's a resettlement residence again, and it's a moon stipend, there must be a plan!"

Zhang Jiuyi discussed with his mother-in-law and others, but he felt that there must be a conspiracy.

"We're just a bunch of stinky singers, almost like beggars, we must have to figure out something."

"But we don't have anything to do!"

Zhang Jiuyi thought about it with his mother-in-law for a long time, and suddenly saw a figure.

"The one in charge, could it be the red scarf thief who has taken a fancy to Chun Nizi!"

Zhang Jiuyi's daughter, who is already a girl in her prime, although she is thin and skinny, her body still makes her grow.

However, regarding his mother-in-law's speculation, Zhang Jiuyi shook his head.

"Probably not, I think the deputy marshal of the Red Turban Army is very young, at most thirteen years old, it's not time yet!"

"What the hell is that trying to do with us?"

The people of the auspicious acrobatic troupe lived in the backyard of the state government with apprehension.

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Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, Jinling Jiqing Mansion.

Meng Yuanjiang, Zhejiang Province, Pingzhang Bolu, looking at the written chapter in his hand, was already happy.

"Haha, wonderful, really wonderful!"

"Then Zhu Han really attaches importance to credibility and is reliable, and I am also comfortable to write this piece!"

I saw that on Bolu's recital, there was a list of names of officials and generals in Mengyuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang provinces.

They are all dead, or they have been martyred for the Great Yuan Court.

These officials in Mengyuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang provinces were all suspicious of Bo Lu and Fan Yao, and they were secretly investigating.

Bolu played a trick gun and sent them to the outside of Jiqing City.

The soldiers of the Red Turban Army, who had already prepared an ambush, jumped out and killed them cleanly.

"Pingzhang, from now on, no one in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces can stop Pingzhang from being loyal to the country!" Zuo Cheng Fan Yao of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province said beside him.

"Haha, that's right, these stupid people will only interfere with me defending Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces for Dayuan, and they will die well." Beru smirked.

The benefit of this matter is definitely not only to sweep away some loyal dogs planted by the imperial court, but also to allow Bolu to hold the authority of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces in his hands even more.

The Red Turban Army in the north is already getting bigger and bigger, and Zhang Shicheng and other private salt rebels in the Huaiyang area are also very powerful.

The liaison between Mengyuan, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang provinces and the capital of Beijing is basically no way to guarantee.

Except for sporadic fast horse scouts, as long as it is a large-scale transfer of the establishment, it is unthinkable.

Now that a large group of provincial officials and generals have been ambushed and killed by the Red Turban Thieves, who will take over the rest of their official positions is naturally up to Berus.

Emperor Tuhuan Timur, even if he had any holy decree, he had to be able to pass through the layers of obstruction of the rebels.

"My lord, Liu Bowen asks to see you!"

The guard at the door suddenly came in to report.

As soon as they heard that Liu Bowen was coming, Bo Lu and Fan Yao looked relaxed.

Liu Bowen is the lucky general of the two of them!

"Please!" Bruw exclaimed.

Two days ago, Liu Bowen personally escorted ten boats of silk to Zhuzhou secretly, which was regarded as a reward for Zhu Han's 'buying murder'.

"Berwyn, it's been hard all the way, there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

As soon as Liu Bowen came in, Bolu poured tea with his own hands, and asked for warmth with a shush.

"Share the worries of the two adults, Liu Ji doesn't dare to say that he is hard!" Liu Bowen looked hard-working.

"Berwyn, what is wrong with seeing Zhu Han here?" Berlu asked again.

After all, the Red Turban Army is an anti-Yuan rebel army, and even if Zhu Han and the others pay attention to their reputation, Boru is worried that they will attack him at any time.

"Pingzhang rest assured, Xia Guan has seen and heard all the way, and he has not seen anything abnormal in the Red Turban Army, neither mobilized troops and horses, nor built warships, so there should be no new attempts." Liu Bowen said.

"Whew! That's good, that's good. "Beru is relieved.

Who knows, Liu Bowen's next sentence startled him again.

"However, when Xia Guan saw Zhu Han this time, he made a request and asked me to convey it to Pingzhang and Zuo Cheng!" Liu Bowen said.

Bo Lu and Fan Yao suddenly became nervous.

They are now entangled with the Red Turban Thief, not to mention one handle, I'm afraid that ten handles are controlled by the Red Turban Army.

These two people are now afraid of the red scarf thief Zhu Han, and use this as a threat to force them to do something difficult.

"What did Zhu Han say?" Boru hurriedly asked.

"My lord, Zhu Han said that if he wants the adult to help, find him twenty troupes, and send them to Zhuzhou to listen to them, and all the expenses will be paid by Zhu Han himself." Liu Bowen said.

"What?"

"That's it?"

Bo Lu and Fan Yao both showed surprised expressions.

They don't understand what the hell this is.

"This Zhu Han, what does he want the troupe to do?" Beruw wondered.

"Could it be that Zhu Han is a drama fan?" Fan Yao asked.

Liu Bowen and Zhu Han had a detailed discussion, so they naturally knew Zhu Han's methods for using new acrobatics.

However, how could Liu Bowen tell the two of them about this kind of thing.

"Xia Guan doesn't know, it's just that Zhu Han said so, and Xia Guan brought it back to convey it." Liu Bowen said.

Bo Lu and Fan Yao thought about it for a long time, but they couldn't understand what the use of the troupe was.

However, in the end, it can be determined that it is definitely not something that threatens the safety of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.

"It's just a bunch of lowly actors, even beggars are not as good, since Zhu Han wants it, I'll give him some." Burlu said.

For Zhu Han's repeated credibility behavior, Bolu already has some appreciation and gratitude in his heart.

I always want to find an opportunity to express my feelings.

"That's right, don't say it's twenty troupes, even if it's two hundred troupes, it's okay to give them to Zhu Han, I'm afraid that we don't have so many good troupes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces." Fan Yao also nodded and said.

"No matter what, these twenty troupes, I agreed to it."

Beru patted his thigh and shouted to the soldiers outside the door.

"Someone!"

"Pass on the secret order of this Pingzhang, let Su Song Zhenjia and other state capitals immediately select the best troupe in the state, and immediately send it to Jiqing, saying that if you dare to delay the deadline, the military law will be punished! Whoever wants to do it well, this chapter will also record the merits. ”

Now a number of loyal dogs of the imperial court have died in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and the vacated positions are just used to plant and cultivate their cronies.

Bo Lu thought to himself: Lao Tzu this time, it seems that he is asking the state capital below to choose the troupe, but in fact, he wants to see who is more obedient!

If you are obedient, you will come to make up for the lack of fat, and if you are disobedient, you will die to Lao Tzu!

Since the last time Bolu defeated the Red Turban Army, the weight of the Mengyuan Imperial Court has made the officials of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces realize that the future Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces are almost the world of Bolu.

The secret order of Pingzhang Bolu in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province was soon implemented in the state capitals, and the officials of these state capitals were all in a hurry to befriend Bolu.

Since Lord Pingzhang wants the troupe, then they naturally have to find the best tribute to Berlu.

All of a sudden, the officials of Mengyuan Prefecture arrested almost all the troupes in the world.

Since Lord Pingzhang likes it, then who dares not to please him!

Not only did the troupe suffer, but even some storytellers also suffered together.

They were arrested by officials from all over the state, and they were all encircled in the government to compete with each other.

The winner will be sent to Jiqing Mansion by the officials of the state government to honor Lord Beru Pingzhang.

In just a few days, the best troupes and storytellers in the entire Jiangnan, Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions were all concentrated in Jiqing Mansion.

The people and officials of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces all don't know the reason behind this.