At this time, someone among the remaining master craftsmen suddenly jumped up and ran towards the two thousand saltmen.
Zhang Tiangang was well prepared. He strode over and chopped off the head of the fastest master craftsman. The other master craftsmen screamed in fright and stopped instinctively. The other guards took the opportunity to step forward and kill all the master craftsmen.
All restrained.
Wang Junlin noticed that when the master craftsmen were running towards the salt guards, one of the salt captains wanted to wave the salt guards over to grab someone, but was held tightly by another salt captain.
"Okay, don't make any noise." Zhang Tiangang shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder. In addition, he had just chopped off the head of a master craftsman with a knife and was holding a long knife that was still bleeding. All the salt workers and salt slaves were afraid to come.
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Wang Junlin was very satisfied with Zhang Tiangang's decisive roar and said: "Let's talk one by one from front to back."
Pointing to the salt worker in front of him, he said, "Speak first!"
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After a cup of tea, more than 40 master craftsmen were all found with their heads missing. The scene was full of blood. All the officials and salt workers in the salt field looked at Wang Junlin with fear on their faces, while all the salt workers and salt slaves looked at Wang Junlin with excitement.
There is an unforgettable feeling of gratitude, but of course there is also a sense of fear.
But it was not over yet. Wang Junlin ordered the homes of more than 40 master craftsmen to be ransacked. The money confiscated was paid to each salt worker and salt slave for three years on site. Those who did not have enough cash would use the money confiscated.
The food or other property that comes out will be offset.
After doing these things and carrying the money and grain back home, the salt workers and salt slaves looked at Wang Junlin with more than awe and gratitude. Wang Junlin was already their reborn parent.
This matter lasted all day, and in the evening all the salt workers and salt slaves carried their things and went home ecstatically.
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"Sir, just now Guo'er sent someone to bring news that the insect demon elders, Chunqiu Hall Master, Lu Han, Guan Xiaotong and more than 500 cavalry have entered Fanyang County." When Dong Kang, Qian Zhengkuo and other salt farm officials left, their faces turned pale.
After leaving, Zhang Tiangang reported to Wang Junlin in a low voice.
"Oh! They came very quickly. I sent someone over and brought them directly to the salt field. I don't think there is any need for the two thousand salt pods." Wang Junlin was very impressed by the commotion of the two thousand salt pods today.
Deep, the existence of these two thousand salt cubes,
It was a thorn in his heart at this time. If he didn't deal with the two thousand salt cubs, he was worried that after he left, the salt cubs would retaliate against the salt workers and salt slaves, not to mention the existence of two thousand salt cubs.
, it would be difficult for him to truly control the salt field.
Zhang Tiangang agreed and turned around to make arrangements. Wang Junlin began to frown and ponder the feasibility of directly removing the two thousand salt cubes, the possible backlash from the Lu family, and how to arrange the salt farm next.
Sometimes it is easy to kill people, but how to deal with the aftermath is extremely trivial. Wang Junlin suddenly missed the time when Nie Xiaoyu was around. With Nie Xiaoyu's presence, he could leave many trivial matters to Nie Xiaoyu, whether it was
No matter how complicated or busy things are, they will be handled in an orderly manner and done well.
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Just when Wang Junlin was missing Nie Xiaoyu after killing people in the salt field, a large ship appeared at the port of Snake Island, which was more than 500 miles away. In other words, according to the understanding and knowledge of people in this era, this was no longer the case.
A big ship, but a huge ship.
This is a ship that is far larger than the largest ships of this era. Although it is made of wood, it is as high as a three-story building and even as large as a basketball court.
This is a giant ship designed by Nie Xiaoyu himself, led by more than 300 people, and took nearly a month to build. Regardless of the time it took, or the size and structure of the ship, it is already a miracle.
At this time, whether it was the more than a hundred pirates standing at the port who already regarded Nie Xiaoyu as a sea monster, or the more than a hundred martial arts masters and nearly a hundred nobles from the three counties south of Fanyang County who were boarding the ship, they all felt that they were in a dream.
, or they never dreamed that they would participate in building such a large ship, and now they have to take this giant ship back to the land of Fanyang County.
Xiang Xiang and Luo Shixin, who were already standing on the bow of the boat with Nie Xiaoyu, had long been accustomed to Nie Xiaoyu's ability to create miracles, while Li Xuanba looked at his master Nie Xiaoyu in front of him with a look of amazement, his clear eyes full of incomparable joy.
The worship and admiration of him, and the experience these days made him even more passionate. He suddenly discovered that this was the life he liked. What's more, the master treated him every day, and he could clearly feel that the hidden diseases in his body were developing.
With continuous eradication, the body is getting better day by day.
The huge ship is already filled with two hundred and fifty
In order to provide the fresh water and food needed by many people for a day and a night, Nie Xiaoyu left fifty pirates on Snake Island. The remaining pirates will follow the ship. They will step on the wooden wheel to propel the ship in the lowest cabin of the giant ship.
Moving forward, this is a water-ship sailing power method that has never been seen in this era. The speed and stability cannot be compared with the sea-going ships of this era.
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Late at night, in Dong Kang's residence in the salt field, Dong Kang, Qian Zhengkuo, two subordinate officials, and two salt captains gathered together to discuss matters, all with ugly faces.
"Hmph! The prefect acted so wantonly and killed all the master craftsmen to please those humble salt workers and salt slaves. He thought that relying on these salt workers and salt slaves could maintain the normal operation of the salt field." Dong Kang said with an ugly face.
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"Didn't you say that the prefect has already collected two large carts of money and a thousand fertile fields brought by Mr. Lu? Why are you still going on a killing spree!" Qian Zhengkuo also had a worried look on his face. They had fallen into a lot of trouble with the Lu family over the years.
Deep, it's not that they are very loyal to the Lu family, but that they have too many handles in the hands of the Lu family, not to mention that they are indeed well fed by the Lu family. The so-called cannibalism is short-tongued and the grasping hand is soft.
, it is almost impossible for them to separate from the Lu family.
"What should we do now?" asked a salt farm official.
"What else can we do? Let's wait until the prefect leaves! Anyway, the salt field cannot operate normally, and there is no salt to sell in the underground salt store. Although we people have no money, we can't pay the salt tax to the court. When the time comes, the court and Your Majesty will
He will blame the prefect, and the prefect may not even know how many people he has cut off."
"Hmph! Although not many people dare to offend him head-on, if everyone in Fanyang County is his enemy, especially General Xue of Yingyang Mansion and General Dou of the Navy, they will receive a lot of money from the underground salt bank every month.
It’s not just Lu who is the enemy of the Grand Administrator, but everyone is the enemy of him. I don’t see what will happen to him.” Dong Kang gritted his teeth and said, his analysis was very thorough, but the problem is that he has too many
If you don’t know something, your analysis and judgment will be wrong.
ps: This is the third update tonight. Since this month, it has written more than 10,000 words every day, and I have been writing continuously every day. When I was writing late at night, I felt like my head was about to explode. But last night, the sixth update, all
Without anyone to encourage you, people will be sad, alas!