Chapter 11 Fishing Bait
“Some sighs made the Third Young Master laugh.”
Zhang Jiao suddenly smiled, covering up his expression just now. Perhaps the sigh just now reminded him of many things. , his eyes swept over a spiritual statue, and he was a little lost: "I remember the first time I wanted to spread the Tao of Taiping, it was when I was in Jizhou. The plague was rampant that year, many people died, and there were not many people left in each family. I took Zhang Bao with me , Zhang Liang went around trying to save people, but he couldn't save them. The imperial court pretended to send some decoctions, but they were withheld layer by layer. As a result, more people died, and then famine came again..."
The old man closed his eyes, and the memories of those years were rushing through his mind.
“… Seeing that the people had no way to survive, I gritted my teeth and led my two brothers and a group of people who believed in me to rebel together. Even though I knew what would happen to the rebellion in the end, I still It’s the other way around.”
He opened his eyes, looked at Su Chen, and smiled: "At that time, the only way to feed people was to go the other way. There was a lot of grain in the official warehouse, so I could only use it as medicine to cure the world's most dangerous people. "Sick!"
Su Chen raised his hands in silence as he listened to Zhang Jiao's account of what happened in the late Han Dynasty.
A figure also walked over. In the light of the ever-changing lamp, he bowed to Zhang Jiao. It was Liu Xie.
"On behalf of my father, I confess to the old gentleman."
"Haha, your majesty is not afraid that your father will come and beat you if he finds out about this?" Zhang Jiao pointed to the confession table. Above, there is a memorial tablet of Han Ling Emperor Liu Hong. At this time, the memorial tablet suddenly turned in one direction, facing away from this side.
Well.
Su Chen's mouth twitched a little as he looked at it. Could this mean that all the emperors in the spiritual throne could actually hear the conversation in the ancestral hall?
At this time, Zhang Jiao chuckled and continued: "The world is in such chaos. The royal family is at fault, but the fault cannot be all yours. After the incident, I can see clearly that there are also some powerful and aristocratic families. The reason. "
The two old men stood in the ancestral hall and continued chatting. Su Chen listened quietly. After another hour, Thirteen came back from the city gate and he walked out of the ancestral hall.
"Third Young Master, the body of that woman...that man has been hung on the tower, and the man named Li Peihu has infiltrated into the refugees."
"Did Zhu Gongdao bring him back?"
"It has been placed in the side compartment. The injury is quite serious, but it is not life-threatening."
Su Chen nodded, regarding Thirteen's work He was rest assured about his ability and said, "Go to Grandma Liu and get the bird back."
Not long after, Thirteen came back with a bamboo birdcage in his hand, and a bird with green feathers in the cage. Birds were chirping and jumping up and down inside.
When I gave it to him, I remembered that the bird was only one circle larger than my thumb, and now it was three or four circles fatter.
"Third Young Master, can this bird really come in handy?"
"This bird can pursue the smell of flower dew, otherwise why would it be painted on the corpse." Su Chen whistled and teased the fat bird in the cage. , "Now that the bait has been set, let's see if any fish take the bait and bite."
"Third Young Master, do you think someone will come and steal the body?"
"Hmph, a fifth-grade or above Master, do you think anyone will come to collect the corpse? You dare to bribe the officials of Ding'an City. This fish is not a small one. It is impossible to say that this fish is a whale in the sea."
Su Chen asked Thirteen to take the birdcage and tame it. After taming the birds, they returned to the ancestral hall. Liu Xie and Zhang Jiao were talking about the same thing and were coming out of it.
Watching the two of them walking and chatting, I guess there is no longer any problem.
But Su Chen felt a little strange. There was no conflict between Liu Xie and Zhang Jiao. It was easy to recruit them, but if Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu were also invited... wouldn't they be afraid of causing unpleasantness?
What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd by Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty?
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Jiao and the other two people had already arrived in front of him. Su Chen came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Great Master, I have asked my servants to prepare a room for the three of them, and they will live there in the future. ..."
Before Su Chen finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Jiao: "Third Young Master, don't bother. My three brothers are lazy by nature. Living in the Hou Mansion is inconvenient. We'd better go out for a walk. I heard that there is a severe drought here, so I used the Taiping Road to calm the hearts of the three young masters and provide medical treatment if there are any patients. ”
At this time, Su Chen suddenly understood that Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty asked these three brothers to come over, which turned out to be related to the drought.
Taipingdao communication can indeed play a certain role in calming people's hearts.
Su Chen just breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly thought of what the three of them had done. If... the Yellow Turbans broke out again... let alone Ding'an City, the Yan Kingdom would probably be turned upside down. Ha ha!
The old man opposite suddenly laughed, as if he knew that Su Chen was worried. He walked away slowly, his voice still coming, "Third Young Master, if the people can have enough to eat If you have food, a house to support you in the rain and snow, and warm clothes when it’s cold, who would want to do something rebellious?”
Looking at the backs of the three people walking away from the Crescent Gate, Su Chen fell silent. The truth was easy to understand, but it was difficult to actually do it.
Turn around and saw Liu Xie still standing in the courtyard. Thinking of Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu, he raised his hands and said, "Your Majesty, let's talk?"
"No time, I I still have to hoe the weeds."
Liu Xie waved his hand, went back and took the small hoe in his hand, and squatted in the flower bed to clear the weeds. "This is a habit developed after becoming an emperor. I planted a lot of herbs back then and had to weed the fields every day. You have worked hard all day and it’s time to take a rest.”
Su Chen bowed his hands. He was indeed quite tired today. After bidding farewell to Liu Xie, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, Then he returned to the bedroom, asked the maid to help him remove his armor, washed himself casually, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
As time went by, the night became darker. In the howling night wind, a black shadow shuttled through the forest. He watched the donkey carts pulling the piled corpses out of the city. The eyes covered by the masks contained murderous intent.
He blended in among the victims outside the east gate of the city and saw a corpse hanging above the city gate. The corpse was charred and twisted, and its head was hanging with hair hanging beside it. From the charred blackness, he could vaguely make out a familiar outline.
Soon, he hugged an ownerless truck among the victims and threw it to somewhere on the city tower with one hand. It made a loud bang, alarming the patrolling soldiers and rushed over. At the same time, he jumped , grabbed the body and head, flew down to the ground, and disappeared into the night with a few ups and downs.
It’s just that the victims who were alarmed by all this saw it clearly with their eyes, and then quietly followed them. After walking an unknown distance, the morning sun rose.
At this time, Zhu Gongdao in the city was naked and covered with bandages. He was sitting under the eaves and quietly listening to Shisan, who was holding a birdcage, dancing and talking about what happened last night.
Someone came in from outside and whispered a few words in his ear. He turned around and ran towards the atrium, crossing the twenty-four-section stone bridge. The servants came and went to clean up the mess from last night.
The sleepy old man woke up. Under the service of his old wife, he drank porridge water one mouthful at a time. Listening to the woman talking about what happened last night, Su Congfang spurted out a mouthful of porridge water. He looked incredulously. Wife with water stains on her face.
In the dining room, Su Chen was sitting at the dining table, looking at the merit bar in his mind that had increased by seven thousand, and he was so happy that a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth from time to time.
"Third brother?"
Su Yong didn't sleep all night. Yesterday, he explained the affairs in the government, so he went to the government office with the voting list, and arrested all the officials on the list overnight. Seventeen people.
Then there was the interrogation all night, and the confessions were compiled, and they didn't come back until dawn. He held the bowl to eat, but the food in the bowl did not decrease, and it was obvious that he had no appetite.
"Your second brother's right arm can no longer be saved. You will have to work harder at home in the future."
At this time, there were only two brothers at the table, and my sister-in-law Su Huan went to accompany her. The second sister-in-law is really lucky. After all, Su Lie is still in a coma and she is in a bad mood. She can still say some comforting words by her side.
“I’ll think of a way to deal with the drought.”
“Brother Wei is talking about those assassins. Now that I’m here, I don’t know why they want to kill everyone in my Su family.” Yesterday, Su Yong interrogated the officials who had defected to the other party, but still no useful information was found from their confessions.
At this moment, Shisan stood at the door. He walked in and whispered in Su Chen's ear.
Su Chen nodded, "Wait for me outside first." After saying that, he turned to look at his brother, "Brother, we should be able to find some clues this time."
"Why? Brother, I believe you." Su Yong knew his shortcomings, "Then please leave it to my third brother."
"The second brother has broken one arm, so I will give him a hundred arms!" Chen put down the bowls and chopsticks expressionlessly and stepped out of the hall. Thirteen followed him out of the house carrying the birdcage. There was already a carriage and several cavalry waiting.
"Send a summons to the Ding'an military camp and call all the more than a hundred cavalry. The people from the government office are also called to gather at the east gate of the city and wait for me."
After giving all these instructions, Su Chen sat in the carriage and lowered the curtain.
The coachman cracked his whip and the carriage started to move slowly.
(End of this chapter)