I heard that the Yulin Football Association was going to settle accounts with all creditors in the evening, and the military camp was in a bad mood again.

"What's wrong with your majesty? Why do you specifically mess around at night?"

"As a man, of course you have to toss at night. Are you trying toss during the day?"

"Cleaning the account, how to clear it? He doesn't let him rob it, and I don't have money!"

"I heard that it was His Majesty who gave his mercy to relieve everyone in the camp of debts. As long as you go, the account will be cleared, and you don't have to pay back the money!"

"Where is such a good thing in the world?"

"What if it's true, if you don't go, you'll lose money?"

"Go, go! Must go, I owe twenty thousand yuan!"

Because there are too many people who owe the debts, they cannot be cleaned up in one place. The accounting clearance conference is scattered in many places, some are next to each battalion, and some are specifically looking for an open space.

The two football fields are the two largest clearing locations, one of which is responsible for clearing the accounts of six battalions, the other larger stadium is responsible for ten battalions, and the other more than ten battalions clear the accounts elsewhere.

Flames lit up on the court, and piles of bonfires dimmed the stars in the sky. There were piles of wooden deeds next to the fire, and the deeds of each camp were piled up in one place and arranged neatly according to the surname.

The husband and wife around His Majesty the Emperor were responsible for their work. All those who knew literacy in the Yulin Army were drawn to clear the accounts. Most of them were powerful children and good families recruited from outside. The children from the military camp were almost illiterate. Some had just passed the first phase of the Yulin Military Training and completed 300 literacy tasks, and some veterans were more literate and were also brought to help.

The debtor was ordered to line up and go up one by one to check the contract. The creditors and debtors each held a wooden slip with special teeth on the wooden slip as marks. Both parties simplified the teeth. Once they met, the verification was completed.

After checking the contract, Yang Yanshou, the assistant minister next to him, said: "If you swear to the gods, be loyal to Your Majesty, and abide by the military law, this account will be clear!"

"Be loyal to the emperor and abide by military laws" is the only thing they have. They made this vow without any psychological pressure and could immediately remove the huge debts that had been pressed on their bodies for many days. Why not do it?

So the debtor swears, and Mr. Yang throws two wooden deeds into the fire, and as the flames engulf the wooden deeds, the account is also destroyed.

The debtor breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy. He looked up and shouted, "Long live the Emperor!"

The people behind also cheered: "Really, the account has been cleared!"

"The wooden closures are burned! No need to return them!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor is so generous and kind!"

"Long live, long live your Majesty!"

Everyone was impatient to check the contract, but it was time-consuming to find the corresponding wooden slips among the piles of contracts. After half an hour of clearing the accounts, they only tested more than a hundred. There were still tens of thousands of people waiting, so when would they have to be tested?

Yang Yanshou ordered dozens of people to make an oath. Everyone followed Mr. Yang to read the oath and broke the wooden slip in their hand one by two pieces, meaning that if they violated the oath, they would be like this wooden slip.

Then someone came up to take the Duan Jian from their hands and threw them into the fire.

The speed became faster. Later, hundreds of people even completed the oathing ceremony together, and threw it into the fire. The verification procedure was completely omitted and turned into a collective oathing ceremony. Hundreds and hundreds of people cleared the accounts at one go. In a short while, tens of thousands of people were cleared at the scene.

Everyone cheered and pushed the piles of wooden deeds on the court into the fire. The fire was burning and making a whirring sound. Everyone laughed around the fire, as if they were attending a bonfire party.

The firelight reflected everyone's smiling faces, everyone's face was filled with joy, everyone's eyes were hope, they are now debt-free and full of longing for the future.

Of course, he was even more grateful to the generous and kind Emperor.

Not far from the stadium is the big tent of the censor Fan Chong. At this time, his daughter Taohua was packing his luggage for him.

"Father, if you enter Chang'an this time, you don't have to run around anymore!"

Fan Chong hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, I will settle down in Chang'an City from now on. Find a good house and let's live a good life."

"You are just lying!" Taohua said angrily: "I can hear it as soon as you tell a lie! You must still think that if the food in Chang'an is finished, we have to leave!"

Fan Chong, who was told to the point, pretended to be busy with other things and stopped taking on his daughter's words.

"Oh, when will we settle down? Father, can't we just live in Chang'an? People say that the land in Guanzhong is the most fertile. Can't we support ourselves by letting these hundreds of thousands of people farm?

If Liu Penzi heard this, he would definitely applaud and support him. But Fan Chong's thoughts were very different. Until now, he had never considered where to take root and manage it well. Having said that, this matter is indeed beyond his ability.

"Father, I heard that the little emperor sent people to farm, and Nancheng Camp went to farm, otherwise you would also let the camps..."

"My daughter's little troubles about the things in the camp!" Fan Chong immediately interrupted her.

Let the entire camp go to farm? That is to dig his Fan Chong's roots! Everyone goes to farm and live their own little life, and the team will disperse. What else do he, the boss, do?

Fan Chong was very excited these days. He was of course happy to see that he wanted to break through Chang'an and achieve the highest achievement that the rebels could achieve.

But he was also very worried. As for what he was worried about, Fan Chong himself might not be able to explain it clearly.

He actually didn't have much ambitions, and he couldn't survive at the beginning, so he had to take the lead in order to make a living.

As the team became larger and larger, Fan Chong's mentality gradually changed. The burden on his shoulders became heavier and heavier, and thousands of brothers had to rely on him to survive. Correspondingly, his power became greater and greater. One call to respond, and one word decided a life and death.

By this time, simply filling his stomach is far from meeting his needs, and he has higher demands, such as being named king and marquis, and enjoying glory and wealth.

When Emperor Gengshi Liu Xuan entered Luoyang, Fan Chong thought that the Han Dynasty would be revived and the world would be settled, so he immediately expressed his intention to cooperate. He was sincere and personally brought several leaders to Luoyang to pay a visit.

At that time, Fan Chong thought it was relatively simple. He didn't want to make trouble anymore, and he also wanted to live a peaceful life. As long as Liu Xuan offered appropriate conditions to ensure the interests of his brothers, Fan Chong was willing to obey Emperor Gengshi and be his subject.

Unfortunately, Liu Xuan only granted a marquis position, and had only a title and no fief. His actions were completely contempt and insults, and he obviously did not take the Red Eyebrow Army seriously.

Fan Chong was furious.

The so-called pursuit of the position of kings and princes is nothing more than a kind of respect. Since you cannot get the respect you deserve in Luoyang, what should you do? Fan Chong led everyone back to the army, rose up in anger, and rushed straight to Chang'an.

Two more years have passed since then, and many wars have been fought in all sizes, and now Chang'an City is finally in sight.

Chang'an seems to be the top of the highest mountain. They climbed hard and finally reached the top. Looking around, the mountains are all at their feet, making people feel proud.

But then what? The highest peak has been conquered, what else can he do?

He is already ranked among the third Duke, and is considered a great minister. Once he enters Chang'an, he will definitely be granted the title of king and prince, and can be passed down to his descendants and be rich for generations. Logically speaking, this should be a relatively ideal ending!

Isn’t it better to leave the next thing to the emperor, let him govern the country and pacify the world, and enjoy the peace and happiness yourself?

But why did he feel so uncomfortable?

It’s like the child you have finally raised is given to others for nothing. It always reveals a sense of grievance and reluctance.

Fan Chong looked at the busy peach blossoms, imagining his daughter getting married and becoming someone else's family. Maybe he would feel like this!

Taohua felt his gaze, raised her head and smiled, and said, "Father, it's great that the new military law is not allowed to be robbed!"

"Okay?" Fan Chong asked.

"Of course, so the people will not call us thieves!"

"We are no longer thieves, I am already a censor."

"But where are the prime ministers and censors going out to plunder the people? Aren't the high-ranking officials governing the people and protecting the people?"

Fan Chong was stunned. Although Taohua said it simply, she knew very well that they were not thieves. He was a dignified censor and a high-ranking official of the Han Dynasty. How could he robbery again?

Peach blossoms were still muttering: "I knew you were weak-hearted and couldn't bear to suffer the people. I still remember when you were a child, you took me out for hunting and caught a deer, but because a deer kept following him, screaming miserably, as if you were about to lose your parents, you actually released the deer. When we first started the army, we arrived in a village, and the villagers were about to starve to death. You shed tears and left the only food, and took everyone to find something else to eat."

Fan Chong had already forgotten about these things back then. As the killing became heavier, his heart gradually became harder. His brothers were originally honest and honest farmers. Now they would not hesitate to grab the grain at all, and sometimes they would even kill the people. He turned a blind eye and let them do whatever they wanted.

He changed, so did his brothers, from hungry people who just wanted to have a meal to become vicious thieves.

Because they want to live.

"If they don't rob, they will eat and drink?" Fan Chong said, as if he was facing Taohua, and as if he was to himself: "Whoever does not let them rob and cut off their life will hate whom."

As if in response to him, a burst of cheers suddenly came from afar, and many people were shouting loudly.

Taohua ran out and ran back after a while, her face turned red with excitement. She shouted: "Father, the little emperor has waived everyone's debts, it is said that there are tens of thousands!"

"All exempt?"

Fan Chong stood up suddenly and sat down slowly, "This kid is really rich."

"That child is pretty good, has a good heart and is very arrogant!" Taohua said: "It seems that I underestimated him before."

"Long live! Long live Your Majesty!" The cheers from outside came vaguely.

"They like that child, they don't hate him...even peach blossoms like him." Fan Chong thought to himself, but he felt even more uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!