The voice sounded familiar to Ma Xiaoquan, and he seemed to have some impression of it.
As soon as the voice fell, Ma Xiaoquan saw a man standing at the door of the room. He was also dressed in rich clothes, but he looked much more stable than the second young master.
The second young master covered the left side of his face, walked up to the man, and said respectfully: "Third uncle, he was the one who beat me!"
The man frowned and looked at Ma Xiaoquan, but soon he smiled.
The man stepped forward and said to Ma Xiaoquan, "Goodbye Chang'an. How are you, sir?"
Ma Xiaoquan returned the gift: "Third boss, we haven't seen each other for a while, right?"
The man and Ma Xiaoquan were chatting and laughing, which immediately confused everyone present.
The left side of the second son's face was so painful that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. He never imagined that his third uncle actually knew the purple-haired man who beat him. This...
"Hey!" The second young master sighed and squatted on the ground depressedly.
This punch seems to have been in vain.
The third boss Ma Xiaoquan calls is Zhang San, who entertained Ma Xiaoquan in Chang'an in the past.
Ma Xiaoquan asked Zhang San: "Where is the third boss going?"
Zhang San sighed and said: "Forget it, as soon as Dong Zhuo died, Wang Yun Lu Bu came out. Wang Yun Lu Bu didn't bother for a few days, and attracted the rebels Li Jue, Guo Si and Fan Chou. Isn't this right? Chang'an is fast at the moment.
It has become the second Luoyang, I am fleeing..."
Ma Xiaoquan sighed: "Yes, in these troubled times... By the way, Third Boss, is the thing I asked you to help me find out about?"
Zhang San rolled his eyes.
The thing that Ma Xiaoquan asked Zhang San to inquire about is quite vague. I just got the news a few days ago that Yuan Shu seems to have such a thing in his hands, but... Zhang San is thinking about whether to tell Ma Xiaoquan.
Woolen cloth?
Thinking of the ten thousand taels of gold promised by Mr. Lu, Zhang San still held back and lied: "Haha, no, sir, you know that, Chang'an is very chaotic these days, and there are basically no people in the restaurants...
"
Ma Xiaoquan didn't have much hope at first, but when Zhang San said this, he didn't doubt it either.
Ma Xiaoquan clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, boss three."
Zhang San lied, and although he felt a little sorry at first, Zhang San soon felt relieved. Mr. Lu paid ten thousand taels of gold to find that thing. Zhang San is in business, and money is the most important thing...
Zhang Sandao: "Sir, don't worry, if you need Zhang to do anything else, Zhang will definitely do it beautifully for you..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "That's all I need, I don't seem to have any other requirements..."
Zhang San was a little embarrassed, but he still said: "Hey? How can you say that, sir? When you are outside, it is inevitable that you will have bumps and bruises. Even if you are fine, your family may need help...
."
Zhang San's words reminded Ma Xiaoquan of those female relatives in Dongjun.
"Okay, then there's boss Laosan."
When Zhang San heard this, the guilt in his heart completely disappeared. He picked up the second young master, slapped the second young master, and cursed: "You idiot, why don't you admit your mistake to me sir?"
The second young master was very reluctant, but he had no choice. Although his third uncle looked kind on the surface, he was actually pretending. Once he made his third uncle angry, he would not be able to receive any pocket money.
.....
The second young master lowered his head and pretended to admit his mistake: "Sir, Zhang Zhong is blind and has offended you. I hope you will atone for your sins."
Ma Xiaoquan patted Zhang Zhong on the shoulder and praised: "What a good boy!"
...
In the evening, a group of people sat together and started talking.
Several big men who had a fierce fight with Zhang Gong before were now familiar with Zhang Gong, and two of them were fellow villagers with Zhang Gong, which made them even more friendly.
Although the third boss was on the run, he was well prepared for everything.
As the night wore on, a group of people set up a fire in the open space outside the house and started drinking.
Although Ma Xiaoquan was too drunk, he still managed to get some of it.
It is said that the wine in ancient times was just fragrant and mellow, without any blending at all. Unlike modern times, the best bottle of liquor is all damned blended.
Zhang Gong had a good drinking capacity. Several big men tried to drink him, but Zhang Gong drank them all down one by one.
Ding Yi and Yang Hu couldn't help it. After a few drinks, they were already lying on their backs.
After three rounds of drinking, everything that should be poured was poured. At this time, Zhang San approached Ma Xiaoquan and boldly asked: "Sir, I would like to ask Zhang San, what are you looking for that thing for?"
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"What's it for?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned.
If he hadn't seen Huang Jingming's sheepskin message, Ma Xiaoquan might not have known it yet, but after reading it, Ma Xiaoquan knew that the solar recorder was actually just a cover. The important thing was that there was a small crystal in the solar recorder.
, all the secrets are on that small crystal. Of course, even if you get the recorder, if you don't have the structural diagram that Huang Jingming left for Ma Xiaoquan, don't even think about taking it apart easily...
Of course, it was impossible for Ma Xiaoquan to tell Zhang San so much. He just said lightly: "That thing only belongs to me. No one else is qualified to own it."
Zhang San was stunned.
When Mr. Lu came to ask for his help at the cost of ten thousand taels of gold, Zhang San asked who the thing belonged to. At that time, Mr. Lu also said that the thing belonged to him, but Mr. Lu's eyes flickered at that time. Although the other party did
It was a good cover-up, but Zhang San asked countless people who knew that Mr. Lu was lying. It was not that he couldn't see it, but he just didn't point it out.
It is natural to take money from others and do things for them. As for who the things belong to, it has nothing to do with Zhang San.
As for the purple-haired man in front of him, his eyes were so determined when he said those words. Zhang San could tell at a glance that this was the real owner of that thing.
Ma Xiaoquan didn't pay attention to Zhang San. After all, drinking was not his strong point. He already felt a little dizzy now.
Zhang San stood up knowingly and walked away from Ma Xiaoquan.
Zhang Gong, on the other hand, kept his eyes wide open from beginning to end, watching Zhang San's every move.
After Zhang San walked away, Zhang Gong immediately moved his position and stood next to Ma Xiaoquan. In his hand, there was a saber, and on his back, there were also bows and arrows...
Zhang San looked at Zhang Gong, shook his head, sighed and said softly: "What a loyal subordinate..."
The next day, when Ma Xiaoquan woke up, the first thing he saw was Zhang Gong with red eyes.
Seeing Zhang Gong holding a saber in his hand and carrying a bow and arrows on his back, Ma Xiaoquan understood everything. He asked Zhang San to borrow a carriage and bring some food and water. Zhang San was very generous and immediately said that he would send it to Zhang Gong.
To Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and accepted Zhang San's carriage and water.
After getting on the carriage, Ma Xiaoquan asked Zhang Gong to get into the carriage with him, while Yang Hu and Ding Yi, Ma Xiaoquan, ordered them to drive.
"Zhang Gong, you haven't slept a wink all night, right? Are you tired?"
Zhang Gong's eyes were red, but he shook his head vigorously: "Master, you're not tired. I don't have any abilities, I'm just in good spirits!"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "No matter how energetic you are, you still need to rest. Come on, you can rest for a while."
Zhang Gong seemed to have something more to say, but seeing his master's majestic expression, Zhang Gong finally nodded and lay down.
Within five breaths, the sound of bowing and snoring came from the carriage.
"This kid!" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head.
Just as he was talking, the carriage jolted violently, and Yang Hu shouted: "This road is really difficult!"
Ding Yi said: "That's because you are not skilled in driving a carriage."
Yang Hu retorted: "That's better than if you don't know how to drive a carriage..."
Ma Xiaoquan sighed in the car and said to himself: "It would be great if Zhao Er was here..."
In mid-September of the third year of the reign of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, with the first batch of surrendered Yellow Turban thieves, the size of Cao Cao's army gradually took shape. Cao Cao had clear rewards and punishments, and rigorous military management. He experienced a series of large and small encounters and ambushes.
Later, Cao Cao finally regained most of Yanzhou. The current Yellow Turban bandits are no longer as powerful as they were at the beginning.
Cao Cao recruited those who could not be recruited while fighting, and gave them fields for farming.
The Yellow Turbans, mostly peasants, rebelled, firstly because of the war, and secondly because of the exploitation of the landlord class. Now Cao Cao gives them land to farm. Naturally, these surrendered rebels are willing and unwilling to farm.
, Cao Cao also asked Cao Ren to think of various ways to resettle it. After some governance, people's lives in the half of Yanzhou under Cao Cao's control had somewhat recovered.
The other half of the territory still controlled and occupied by the Yellow Turban thieves has also begun to have internal cracks, large and small, due to successive defeats. But what is troublesome is that the thieves have begun to cling to each other, and among them, the group clings to the biggest group.
They were headed by Long, Zhao and Zheng. Cao Cao's scouts reported that the three of them currently have a total population of 500,000, and the number of Yellow Turban thieves currently in service is no less than 140,000.
Cao Cao's tent.
Cao Cao rubbed his temples and felt a headache after listening to Xiahou Dun's report. Although he had recruited many Yellow Turban thieves, after these people got land, they were more willing to farm than fight. In this way, in fact, Cao Cao's
The number of sergeants is not very large.
Cao Cao believed that even if he took the entire Yanzhou, he would not expand too many soldiers. After all, farmers are farmers, and their love for the land is much stronger than war.
"It seems that we need to use the methods of our ancestors and adopt a world-wide military system..." Cao Cao muttered to himself, stood up, and said to Xiahou Dun: "Yuan Rang, tell me the composition of the enemy's soldiers.
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Xiahou Dun paused for a moment and responded: "My lord, judging from the 140,000 thieves currently under investigation, 80,000 of them are thieves who fled to Qingzhou, and the remaining 60,000 were either captured on the spot or temporarily requisitioned.
of......"
Sure enough, the structure of the soldiers in the rebel army was as Cao Cao thought. They were not all old thieves, most of them were new farmers and ordinary people.
"Go and call Cheng Yu."
Xiahou Dun took the order and called Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu is eight feet three inches tall. According to today's standards, he should be a little over 1.9 meters tall. Cheng Yu cherishes his beard very much, so someone once gave him the nickname "Beautiful Beard Gong". If Ma Xiaoquan
Those present will definitely want to compare Cheng Yu and Guan Erye...
