NOVEL NEXT Chapter 8 Harvest and Message
"Thanks to my good master, I have a total of one hundred pieces of leather armor, two pieces of iron armor, and a total of more than one hundred and twenty long and short weapons..."
"Thanks to my good teacher, I have a total of 30,000 shi of rice in the granary..."
Listening to Pei Yuanshao's report, Mu Yi looked a little confused. Although he didn't know how many resources a county in ancient times should normally have, no matter how you looked at it, it was abnormal for a county to only have these things.
"How many people are there in the military camp?" Mu Yi raised his eyes and asked.
"There are only ninety-two people left at the moment. The general has just broken through and failed to control his strength. He killed too many people. Please punish me, my teacher!" Pei Yuanshao directly apologized.
He also didn't expect that there was such a big difference between the inner energy leaving the body and the inner energy forming a gang. He was accustomed to using all his strength to establish power with one strike, but he didn't expect that he would directly kill dozens of people with one strike.
As for the remaining city guards on duty, after Pei Yuanshao showed off his muscles, they all wisely chose to surrender. Their weapons were confiscated and they were imprisoned.
"What's the crime?" Mu Yi looked at Pei Yuanshao doubtfully, "The enemy has not surrendered yet, so what's wrong with killing the enemy? On the contrary, you have merit!"
"Thank you, Master Xiaoxian, for showing mercy!" Pei Yuanshao immediately knelt on the ground and saluted with his fists clasped.
Mu Yi could sense that Pei Yuanshao's connection with him was getting closer and closer. Although he didn't understand why, it was obviously a good thing.
Mu Yi nodded and ignored these questions, looking at Yuan Zhan again.
"So many things have disappeared from your treasury, don't tell me that Kong Rong took them away?" Mu Yi's words made Yuan Zhan instantly furious.
"Your Majesty...little virtuous teacher, I have given all these things to my family!"
Yuan Zhan stumbled and said, this kind of thing can be regarded as shameful, and it was really hard to talk about it when asked, but after looking at the big knife in Zhou Cang's hand, he still chose to follow his heart.
Hearing Yuan Zhan's answer, Mu Yi nodded. From the moment he heard that Yuan Zhan's surname was Yuan, or Yuan from Runan, he understood why Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu could directly pull out an army of tens of thousands when they started their business.
There are disciples, old officials, and scholars all over the place. If everyone picks out a little bit in his hand, it will not be like forming a fully armed army casually.
"Tsk, what a fourth generation and third prince!"
Mu Yi sighed, should he be said to be the biggest thief in the late Eastern Han Dynasty? Using the things of the Han Dynasty to attack the Han Dynasty?
Boss Yuan is too petty.
Guandu didn't hurt his roots, but he died like this. If he hadn't died, it would have been too difficult for Cao Cao to unify the north.
"By the way, I heard that all the heroes in Hulao Pass joined forces to attack the traitor Dong Zhuo. Why didn't you go together?"
Mu Yi suddenly looked at Yuan Zhan curiously. He had learned about the current era from Yuan Zhan's mouth.
The first year of Chuping, also known as the summer of 190 AD.
It is the historical plot point of the eighteen princes' crusade against Dong Zhuo.
Logically speaking, this is a good opportunity to show up in the world. If it weren't for the fact that his current status is really wrong and his strength is too weak, he will definitely join in. Even if he can't become famous, it will be great to meet those future rivals and princes. .
"...How can I get a branch like mine when I'm so humble?" Yuan Zhan said with embarrassment on his face.
The Yuan family in Runan was born in a good family, but he was a branch.
Sitting among the eighteen princes at this moment are Yuan Shu and Yuan Shao.
He is just looking for humiliation if he goes to such an unreachable branch. He might as well just be the local emperor of the county.
"Would you rather have a chicken head than a phoenix tail?" Mu Yi couldn't deny Yuan Zhan's choice. It would be nice to be a local emperor, but unfortunately that was not his ambition.
When people have power in their hands, their ambitions will always expand, or it should be called ambition.
Prince and general, would you rather have a kind?
This is an ambition deeply rooted in everyone's heart.
"Okay, help me write a memorandum. You should be able to write, right?" Mu Yi looked at Yuan Zhan calmly.
Yuan Zhan knew that if he refused, he would die, but if he really wrote it, he would be a thief.
I wanted to be tough, but in the end I couldn't.
"I wrote!"
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"People from other counties, please listen!"
"The husband's governance is caused by chaos, lack of integrity, cunning and wreaking havoc, perhaps worthy of sage..."
"Since the founding of Guangwu to the present day, the emperor has been immoral, the government has been cruel, and the people have been preyed upon, so much so that Huang Tian punished him..."
"In order to complete the mission entrusted by Huang Tian, today, Mu Yi succeeds General Tiangong, rebels, gathers righteous men, and attacks the unjust..."
“We came here just to build a heaven on earth where everyone is well fed and clothed, the old are provided for, the young are educated, the poor are supported, the poor are helped, and the widowed, lonely, disabled, and sick are all provided with care!”
The proclamation was posted at the four city gates and at the gate of the county government office, and then spread throughout the city with Zhou Cang's voice.
When Zhou Cang became the inner Qi separated from the body, he naturally mastered the skill of this big trumpet.
At the same time, he also mastered another skill, which is flying in the air.
At this time, the county government had almost gathered the attention of everyone in the county, and Zhou Cang, who was flying in the air, was the center of attention.
Many county residents poked their heads to listen, and even the bolder ones ran directly to Zhou Cang's feet and listened carefully.
Most of them couldn't understand the first half of the message, but they could hear a different emotion in Zhou Cang's impassioned tone.
When they arrived at the back, everyone was suddenly moved, which reminded them of the former Yellow Turban Rebel Army.
They live in the city, mostly as domestic servants of some wealthy gentry, or farmers who rent crops and hire farmers. Compared with the desperate Yellow Turbans, they are better off, but they are not much better. They can only survive.
If you talk to them about freedom, equality, and natural human rights, they will just find it ridiculous.
Therefore, Mu Yi chose the most straightforward promise. He did not say that everyone was equal, he only said that everyone should have enough to eat and clothing to wear.
This is something that Mu Yi is accustomed to, and this is a great blessing for the current county residents and the Yellow Turbans.
Even so, when Yuan Zhan was writing his message, he could feel the strong sarcasm coming from the other party. The other party simply did not believe that he could do this.
Most of the people and the Yellow Turbans are illiterate, do not understand any great principles, and do not understand any great principles.
But this does not mean that they are really just a group of cattle, horses and livestock who only know how to farm. They also have feelings and can feel "injustice".
They are exposed to the wind and sun all day long and work hard, but what they get in return is just a living, far from food and clothing.
And those landlords and powerful people, they all see it in their eyes.
What they long for is not absolute fairness, but they cannot look directly at this obvious injustice.
As long as they can survive, how many people are willing to rebel?
The straightforward words in the second half made the people full of expectations. They were all looking forward to what the so-called rebels would do next.
Is it another abyss, or is it really, as the rebels said, a kingdom of heaven on earth that provides food and clothing?
"The whole city is notified that every household will be closed at home tomorrow. No movement in the city is allowed. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed!"