The Monk

Chapter 539 Yangjun

Hearing this, Zhang Wen knew that he could not stay out of the matter, and he had some impulsive thoughts. There were four words that he was embarrassed to say to explain this situation: justice.

The old man was still talking: "...Everyone disagrees. There are more than 200,000 people. We are not going on strike. Some of the brave ones are organizing themselves to demand wages. The timid ones just want to go home and accept their bad luck." . But the government is bad, really bad. The prefect of the county came out to speak in person, saying that there was no money in the city. The money owed would be paid in a few days, and the people would not have to work until the money was paid. When I heard that there was such a good thing, even if I made a fuss, it wouldn't be too late to wait a few days without giving me any money, so I agreed. As a result, the meal that night was drugged, and the hundreds of people who made the most fuss were beheaded en masse. The rest of the people were arrested and locked up in the military camp. The official sent more than a hundred officials to shout to everyone, and first forced everyone to go back to work, but no one was willing to go. The county guard did not dare to kill all 200,000 people at once. If you dare to kill, the people will be able to resist immediately, and you will have no choice but to let him go. However, if there are conditions, you can not work, and you can only go home honestly and not cause trouble. Everyone wants to escape your territory first, so they agree to it. "

"But the official is really evil. He releases people in batches, one village after another. At the end, he forcibly detains 2,000 people and forces them to dig rocks. If they don't go, they will be killed. After killing a few people, they will be killed immediately. After the threat, two thousand people surrendered." The old man said very excitedly: "The more cruel thing is that you let the people go, and then secretly took them back. In a month, the county lost more than 800 people. People, all strong young men, also throw away stones."

Zhang was afraid to frown when he heard this, interrupted and asked, "Where is this?"

The old man was stunned for a moment and replied: "This is Yangjun, one of the top ten counties in Daqi. You don't even know this?"

"Yang Jun? Now you know." Zhang Ai said, "You continue."

The old man continued: "The government embezzled the wages of 200,000 people and killed hundreds of people. Of course these people refused to do it. After being released, they specifically opposed the government, injured many officials and stole their money. The government was furious. , sent troops to arrest them, these people fled to Yanghu. Yanghu was already restless, and with the addition of these half-grown men, the noisy became more and more joyous. The government sent troops to suppress the bandits. After several years of suppression, the situation was reduced to what it is now. The unlucky people were still the common people. ”

The old man is still nagging, and Zhang is worried that he has something to worry about. If one of the ten major counties and cities makes some noise and alerts the court, the court will definitely ask Longhu Mountain for help. He must seize such a good opportunity and give it to them resolutely. Add to chaos. Counting the whereabouts of the remnants of Hongguang, the attacks on monks from three places in Pingxi County, and the sudden appearance of King Wu's magic weapon, there are four things in total that will torment you to death.

Zhang Awei said softly: "Don't worry, God will retaliate." The old man coughed: "You can also deceive children with these words. I am almost buried, what haven't I seen? People who do evil are more happy. , those who do good can only be bullied and feel unlucky, what kind of god is this, he will retaliate. "

This statement deeply touched Zhang Wei's heart, and he also liked to scold God. He wanted to ask God, what did I do wrong? Why are you in constant trouble and being hunted every day? Why do you treat me so favorably? But he couldn't say this to the old man, so he smiled and said: "I won't lie to you, there will be retribution." Seeing that he was serious about what he said, the old man muttered casually: "I hope so."

The two talked for a long time. It was almost noon. The old man patted his stomach and said, "I'm hungry. I have some steamed buns. If you don't mind, let's eat some." As he spoke, he took out a small baggage from his arms and opened the baggage. Two cakes. Zhang Ain smiled and said: "Thank you, I will go to the city to eat later." The old man remembered that this man was very rich: "Yes, then I won't eat either, girl, let's go home." The girl said hello, and the two Say goodbye to Zhang Afraid and leave.

When the old man walked away, Zhang Aifeng unfurled his sleeves and robes, put away the vegetables on the roadside, and stepped across the water to the other side towards Yangjun. He is very interested in that mine. One stone is worth five taels of silver? It should be a spiritual stone. And those who need spiritual stones can only be cultivators, and this is the territory of Longhu Mountain. Zhang Aing laughed helplessly while thinking about it. This was because God was afraid that he was not in enough trouble, and adding more trouble would barely give him one more chance to make trouble openly. Isn’t the governor of Yang County a common man? Damn it then! On the other hand, other officials need to distinguish carefully and only worry about killing the wrong person.

The dirt road became wider and wider as we walked, and the widest part was enough for four carts to run side by side. After walking ten miles more, a city appeared in front of us. This was one of the acropolis of Yangjun. After passing the acropolis, we walked another fifteen miles to Yangjun. Zhang Awei stood at the foot of the city and watched. It was indeed one of the ten major counties in Da Qi. The city walls on both sides could not be seen to the end. It was so big. Among the cities Zhang Awei had seen, only the Holy Capital was bigger than Yang County.

There are hundreds of villages and towns around Yangjun, and a dozen or so acropolis, which are scattered in the center of Yangjun. With a population of nearly ten million, it is no wonder that it can easily recruit 200,000 strong laborers.

With his left hand clasped behind his back and his right hand playing with a black folding fan, Zhang Ping walked leisurely into Yangjun. The first impression after entering the city is that the market is prosperous, the people are peaceful, and it feels like living and working in peace and contentment.

Zhang Ai snorted coldly. Just because he couldn't see many things didn't mean he didn't exist.

There is a tea stall on the roadside. I buy a cup of tea and chat with the boss for a while, then walk towards the long street. The Sheriff's Mansion is located in the middle of the long street. Since they are coming to cause trouble, just be more chaotic and kill them directly.

What surprised him was that there were spiritual power fluctuations in the city. The closer he got to the Sheriff's Mansion, the stronger the fluctuations were. When he got there, he found a tall building to the east of the Sheriff's Mansion. From time to time, spiritual power fluctuations came from upstairs, and someone was practicing. Without asking, you know that this is the residence of the monks from Longhu Mountain.

After thinking about it, he turned around and walked towards the tall building. He knew that there would be no high-level monks stationed in the building, but if he went to the government first, the low-level monks would notice the danger and run away separately. It would be very troublesome to chase them, so he decided to get rid of them first, and then deal with ordinary people.

He held his head high and approached the door of the building. A barrier at the door exploded. As the barrier was broken, three people quickly ran out from upstairs. One of them shouted: "Who broke into my quiet hall." Zhang Aoi held the folding fan and took two steps inside. He looked left and right and said, "Is this called Jingtang?" From his eyes to his tone, there was a sense of contempt.

The three people stood in a perfect Zigzag position, and ten more people came down from upstairs. The one with the highest level of cultivation was a monk at the top level of Foundation Establishment. He asked with a cold face: "Why do fellow Taoists break into me..." Before he could finish his words, he was beaten by Zhang Weijing. "Jingtang" is it? Jingtang has seen many things, but he has never seen such a shabby one. "It's obvious that he is really looking for trouble.

The top-level monk of the Foundation Establishment had a cold look on his face and shouted: "Array." Thirteen people flashed together, and as they moved and changed positions, they surrounded Zhang Ain. Zhang Awei pretended to be a curious child: "What are you doing?" The monk shouted again: "Kill." The thirteen monks who were empty-handed suddenly stabbed Zhang Awei with swords.