"Clan Chief Zhang, I heard that you came back from Nanyang?"
Inside Ronggu Zhai.
This was the first thing Mabond said after the two sat down.
"County Magistrate, have you heard my story?"
"I have indeed heard some of it, and I also know that you have done a good job in Dagou Town and are very popular with the people."
When Mabondang said this, his voice suddenly changed: "Have you ever heard of anyone saying that there is a man named Zhang Mu in the Zhang family. His family lives in Jingshui Hutong, and there is an old well at the door."
Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.
Mabondang looked a little regretful when he saw this, and only said: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. This Zhang Mu has no father or mother since he was a child. At the age of fifteen, he went to Xiguang with the traveling merchants to seek life. Later, he followed him in Xiguang.
He killed the general protecting the country and made him a pistol captain. If you think about it, it was thirty years ago."
Zhang Heng squinted his eyes, looked at the melancholy Mabondang, and asked: "Is this Zhang Mu still alive?"
"Alive."
Mabond nodded immediately, and then sighed: "It's a pity that he is not talented. He always thought that he could do something great, but in the end he found that he could not do anything. After the death of the general protecting the country, he became even less useful and willing to fall.
, became a horse bandit, and later he was nicknamed Zhang Mazi in the world."
Zhang Heng asked: "But Zhang Mazi, who travels across the southern country, coming and going like the wind, with seven people in the core and twenty-four in the periphery, has always made the people of the southern country who are engaged in the tobacco business tremble with fear?"
"It's him. I didn't expect Patriarch Zhang to have heard of it too."
Mabond smiled very bitterly.
"Brother, you've been away for thirty years, why don't you come home and see me?"
Zhang Heng took Mabondang's hand.
"Clan Chief Zhang, what are you doing?"
Mabond was startled: "Did you admit the wrong person?"
"Brother, how can I admit my mistake? You can't pretend to be confused!"
Zhang Heng took Mabond's hand and shook it hard twice.
"Won't I pretend to be confused?"
Mabond was very doubtful.
Zhang Heng shook his head: "You can talk about things thirty years ago as if they were yesterday. If I don't know who you are anymore, wouldn't my head be in vain?"
"allow!"
Mabond slapped the table: "As expected of the leader of the clan, he is really good at judging people. When I was born in my mother's womb, the fortune teller pointed at my mother's belly and said that the biggest shortcoming of this child in the future is that he will not pretend to be confused."
Zhang Heng asked back: "Then should I call you Ma Bangde, County Magistrate Ma, or Zhang Mu, County Magistrate Zhang?"
"Just call me Zhang Muzhi."
Zhang Muzhi explained: "After I followed the general who protected the country, the general changed my name and added a zigzag. He hoped that I would be able to be civilized and military in the future and shepherd the soldiers and people of the state."
"Then Ma Bond..."
"died."
Zhang Muzhi said again: "I heard that Ma Bangde, nicknamed Ma Papi, was the best at plundering people's wealth and wealth, so I killed him so that he could not harm the people. Unexpectedly, I hunted rabbits in the grass and found the appointment letter on his master, so
I immediately left Goose City, became Mabond, and came to take office."
Although Zhang Mazi is a bandit.
But he only robbed people of ill-gotten gains, and specifically targeted people who sold tobacco and soot.
This time he came to Echeng to target Huang Silang, the opium king, and planned to use his position as county magistrate to fight with him.
"Walking around and making a fuss, I didn't expect it was one of our own!"
Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Muzhi more and more closely: "No wonder God wants to lend my hand to protect Xiao Liuzi. It turns out he wants us to recognize each other."
Hearing the word recognition, Zhang Muzhi stood up and clasped his fists: "Zhang Muzhi of the Zhang family in Dagou Town has met the patriarch."
"Brother, sit, sit, sit."
Zhang Heng pulled Zhang Muzhi to sit down: "You are older than me, and you followed the general who protected the country back then. Don't call me clan leader. If you think highly of me, just call me Ah Heng."
After all, Zhang Muzhi is a member of the Zhang family. Who would call the head of his family A Heng? He doesn't have that seniority.
After thinking about it, Zhang Muzhi took a trick and said with a smile: "I'd better call you Brother Heng. We are the same generation, and you are the head of the Zhang family. From the clan point of view, you are half a generation older than me, so let's just call you Brother Heng."
Just follow the rules."
Zhang Heng did not refuse.
Because in the clan, as long as you are the same generation as him, you will either call him clan leader or brother Heng. Even if you are seventy or eighty years old and have a lower seniority, you cannot escape this rule.
Huh!
Zhang Heng suddenly remembered something.
In "Let the Bullets Fly", Huang Silang has a sum of money hidden in the lobby of the county government office.
This amount of money amounts to eight hundred thousand oceans.
"Brother, did you come to Echeng to bring down Huang Silang?"
"right."
"Have you figured out what to do?"
"Still thinking."
"That's it..."
Zhang Heng's heart moved slightly, and he whispered: "I got a secret report that Huang Silang, the current head of the Huang family, one of the four major families in Echeng, is cautious by nature and cannot trust banks and bank accounts, so he hid all his money himself. One of the
, hidden under the wooden board in the county government lobby."
"real?"
Zhang Muzhi was stunned for a moment.
He had been living in the county government office for a few days, and he didn't even know that such a thing existed. Instead, he was worried about overthrowing Huang Silang. This was because he was in Baoshan and didn't realize it.
"Brother Heng, how much money is there?"
Zhang Muzhi came to Echeng just to mess with Huang Silang, and Huang Silang couldn't keep a penny of Huang Silang's money for him.
"This number."
Zhang Heng made an eight sign.
"Eighty thousand?"
Zhang Muzhi asked tentatively.
"It's 800,000. Huang Silang's business is selling tobacco and soil, so this number is just a lot more."
Zhang Heng knew about the money because he had seen Let the Bullets Fly.
According to the plot, Huang Silang will use this money soon, so now is the only chance for Huang Silang to suffer a dumb loss.
The reason why I told Zhang Muzhi is that his current identity is the magistrate of Echeng County and he lives in the county government office.
Without his cover, it would be impossible to get the money without anyone noticing. After all, the county government hall is not an ordinary place, and 800,000 yuan is not a small amount.
"Brother, you are the county magistrate, and the money is in the county government hall."
"If we cooperate, we can get the money without anyone noticing, and we'll split it 50-50 when it's done, and no one will take advantage of anyone else. What do you think?"
Don't let ill-gotten gains go to waste.
Zhang Heng felt that Zhang Muzhi would not refuse, because as far as he knew, Zhang Muzhi liked to rob the rich and give to the poor. He actually did not have much money, and all his money was distributed to the people.
"Fifty-fifty split?"
Zhang Mazi refused immediately after thinking: "No, if there was no news from you, I would never know that the wealth is buried under my feet. Plus, you also saved Xiao Liuzi's life. Am I still a human being if I split my life 50-50 with you?"
"What does clan brother mean?"
"Twenty-eight points, I give you eight points, just leave me a mouthful of soup. To be honest, if I weren't really short of money now, I wouldn't want these two percent. I, Zhang Muzhi, travel all over the country and believe in things that I shouldn't take.
If I don’t take it, I’ll already be ashamed of myself if I take 20%.”
Zhang Muzhi spoke firmly.
Seeing the sincerity of what he said, Zhang Heng knew that it was the truth, so he changed the topic: "Brother, just now you said that you killed the county magistrate and brought his master to Echeng to take office. But I heard that Mabondang
The master is a big man with a height of seven feet, but Mabond himself is a thin man. We saw him when he entered the city, and the man who read out the letter of appointment did not look like a master."
"Master Tang is seven feet tall?"
Zhang Muzhi was stunned for a moment: "Then the old soup I brought..."
Snapped...
Slapping the table hard, Zhang Muzhi was angry and angry: "What a Li Daitao Zong, why do I think he doesn't look like a master? It turns out that he is Ma Bangde, and the one who died was Master Tang."
Zhang Heng did not reply to this, but said again: "Eight hundred thousand is not a small amount of money. If you want to pull it out in one go, you will need at least 10 carriages. The difficulty is that you don't know it."
"I'm afraid there's no way to avoid it."
Zhang Muzhi frowned and said: "No matter day or night, people from the Huang Mansion are always watching outside the county government office. I thought they were watching me before, but now I see that they are probably watching these oceans. I expect that as long as we take action, Huang Silang will
There will definitely be awareness, this is a tough battle."
"not necessarily!"
Zhang Heng thought that there was a five-color and five-direction confusion formation flag in Xu Zhenren's Taoist temple, so he said: "I have an idea."