Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3225 An accident caused by a famous assassin

Looking east from the Taihang Mountains, the sun shines golden light on the sea of ​​clouds, sparkling like a dreamlike picture.

The sea of ​​clouds is like a piece of golden-white silk, gently fluttering on the edge of Taihang Mountain, intertwined with the green of the mountains, forming a beautiful color contrast.

Wei Yan stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds, as if he was in a fairyland.

The sea of ​​clouds spreads out beneath your feet, boundless, making people feel an otherworldly tranquility and peace. Sometimes the wind blows, and the sea of ​​clouds dances with it, as if the elves of nature are jumping happily.

Jizhou at the foot of the mountain is looming under the cover of the sea of ​​clouds, like a distant view in an ink painting.

Wei Yan took a deep breath. Although his face was tired and his body was covered with dirt, it was like a sharp blade about to be sharpened by quenching, with the hidden sharpness and murderous aura coming out of his body.

 Everyone has some gambling nature, more or less, but Wei Yan's gambling nature is obviously stronger.

The Ziwu Valley plan is an eternal conjecture left by Wei Yan in history, and it also proves that Wei Yan was indeed brave where others dared not, especially since he was already the prefect of Hanzhong at that time, with tens of thousands of troops in charge, and despite his high position and authority, he was still willing to Risking one's own life and deleting the number to ask for orders to march into Ziwu Valley, the courage involved is unparalleled.

　　How many heroes were so courageous when they had nothing but lost their desire to make progress after becoming rich and became the people they originally hated the most?

 Far behind Wei Yan, Chen Han, the surrendered general of Cao's army, lowered his head with a sad look on his face.

 Last time Taishi Ci came to Jizhou, and this time Wei Yan came...

Although Chen Han didn't know whether Wei Yan could stir up trouble in Jizhou, Chen Han left it to his own devices and knew that after living a peaceful life in Jizhou for a while, he would inevitably feel a little more slack.

Liu Bei is definitely not the only one who laments that his hair is fleshy.

People are always forgetful of pain.

After a few years of Ansheng's life, I felt that Fei Qian was nothing more than that and not invincible. Therefore, when Cao Cao sent troops, there was not much obstruction. It was not like he killed a Qinghe County magistrate as a show of annoyance. Crack...oh, tough.

Who knows?

 Chen Han's thoughts were in disarray. For a while, he felt that Wei Yan and others were not that many, and most of them couldn't do anything. But after a while, he felt that Wei Yan had come here, what else could he not do?

　　Crazy!

 Wei Yan is a madman!

 But madmen are the worst people to mess with. Who knows what is going on in a madman’s mind?

　　Hey, I am so unlucky...

Chen Han was thinking about it blindly when he suddenly heard a greeting.

　　　　Chen Duwei! 』

Wei Yan turned his head, his teeth seemed to shine under the sun.

 Chen Han shivered. He subconsciously thought that Wei Yan had discovered what he was thinking. His legs and feet went weak and he almost fell to the ground, "Huh?" ! 』

Wei Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "Captain Chen, come closer." 』

Chen Han felt like he was stepping on cotton under his feet, one step deeper and one shallower, as he moved to Wei Yan's side.

Wei Yan grabbed Chen Han and said, "Come on, let's talk to a certain Haosheng. Is there any good place under this mountain?" 』

　　　　Ah…this…』

ideas?

 Why do you sound like you are going to a brothel?

 Chen Han was still hesitating, and suddenly he felt as if an iron hoop had been placed on his arm, which made his bones hurt, "Ah ah ah, I said, I said..."

 …(灁灬)…

 There are many heroes in the land of Yanzhao.

Well, this is already a thing of the past.

 Nowadays, in the land of Zhaojun, there is no longer much heroic atmosphere.

 The high manor wall seems to separate heaven and hell.

 The manor is surrounded by tall walls.

On the wall, there are neat green tiles, and on the tiles, the words Changle Anping seem to tell the owner's good wishes for the manor.

The gate tower is majestic, with carved beams and painted pillars.

A high plaque hangs, showing the prominent status of the owner of the manor.

Several servants in soap clothes stood at the royal gate with their chests and bellies raised, glaring at the poor people in front of the door. They completely forgot that they were just like these poor people in front of the door, and were later sold into the manor...

　Whoever gives food to eat is the father.

These servants basically signed a life-long contract with their master. Not only themselves, but also their children were sold to the manor owner before they were qualified to stand at the door. Those who signed short-term contracts basically had to do the most arduous labor in the manor, and had no chance of contacting the owner of the manor. Because in the manor owner's understanding, only by selling yourself into slavery can you prove your loyalty, and those short-term contracts of three to five years will be used to death as long as they are not useful, and they will be thrown out as soon as they are thirty-five...

 After all, the average lifespan of a big man is forty. If he keeps it in his hands for more than thirty-five years, isn't he asking for trouble?

The vermilion gate would only be opened to welcome dignitaries, but the common people who sold their sons and daughters were not even qualified to enter through the corner gate. They could only be outside the wall and corner gate, like livestock, being treated by the stewards and servants. Pick and choose.

"roll! What kind of dirty things do you dare to bring here? ! Why don't you call me out? ! 』

 The steward's roaring voice is full of energy.

　　　『Okay, Erya, she is good...okay...ahhh...』

Several servants pushed two men in ragged clothes, one large and one small, out of the queue, beat and kicked them, and chased them for dozens of steps before leaving behind the man with a bruised nose and face covered in blood.

The steward put his head on his fat waist and bared his teeth, saying, "My old man is a man in heaven. To be able to get close to you untouchables is a blessing from heaven!" Say it again! Those who are sick, those with crooked melons and cracked dates, those with bald heads and diarrhea, don't take them here! Those losers should die somewhere else. Don't stain the eyes of my old husband! 』

Every time a disaster occurs, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it is a time for the class that owns the means of production and living to make a fortune. The owners of these means of production and living may have different names in different dynasties, but their actions are the same. Similarly, even if you pour milk into the gutter and throw bread into the manure pit, you will not allow the poor people with no food or clothing to eat a small bite in vain.

As the minions of the manor owner, the manor stewards and servants are like jackals, cooperating and gnawing greedily, aiding the evil in this decadent ecology.

A servant hurriedly ran over with a look of panic on his face, and reported to the steward who was buying a child outside the door, "It's not good, it's not good... The outside of the village is here, and some soldiers are coming..."

The steward was stunned and said, "How many have come?" Where is it from? 』

The servant replied: "There are one or two hundred...it looks like they came from the other side of the mountain, and they are said to be General Le's men..."

　　　　Le General? ” The steward frowned and thought for a long time, “Could it be a retreat? What are they here for? 』

　　　　『It was to borrow some food and grass...』The servant replied.

The steward cheered, "I knew it earlier!" Let them wait, and I will report to the old man. 』

 …(`)…

Wei Yan looked around the manor calmly.

They are covered in mud, and even the finest armor cannot be seen after it is stained with dirt and dust. Just like people will never see that the robe worn by a beggar is a style that has been on fashion week.

Wei Yan carries Chen Han's seal and ribbon in his arms. If someone really wants to check, he won't panic.

 So to outsiders, Wei Yan and others simply had a good time, as if they were at home.

This kind of emotion will be contagious to each other. Wei Yan is not flustered, and his subordinates seem to be natural.

The people who were waiting outside the manor to sell their sons and daughters looked at Wei Yan and others with fear or numbness. They just subconsciously avoided but did not run away.

The doors of the manor have been closed, whether they are the main gate or the corner door.

The figures on the village wall were shaking, and it was obvious that some villagers were secretly observing Wei Yan and others behind the wall.

Wei Yan took off his hat, revealing a big painted face washed away by sweat, and then twisted his neck, looking left and right, as if he was a little impatient, and seemed to be suppressing his temper.

Wei Yan’s men were all sitting or standing.

 Two hundred people, a number that is neither above nor below.

If there are fewer people, the manor owner may not even bother to pay attention. If there are too many people, the manor owner may be afraid and may have unnecessary doubts.     Now, it’s just right.

 Gamblers know the psychology of gamblers best.

 So Wei Yan looked at everything around him with great interest...

 This is a typical Eastern Han manor.

The core Wubao plus the outer village wall, and beyond the village wall, is a large area of ​​farmland.

 Within the village wall, there is a comprehensive building complex integrating residence, production, culture and entertainment. There are also some fields within the village wall, but its main output is still the large area of ​​land outside the village wall. Within the walls of the manor, this is the living area for the manor owner and his servants.

Wubao is the residence of the manor owner and his core members. It also enshrines the spiritual tablets of the manor's ancestors. It is also a place where clan meetings are held and important matters are discussed and announced. It can even be said to be a place where the manor owner's force and majesty are demonstrated. .

 The entire manor has water conservancy, workshops, blacksmith shops, a small market, and even all the farmers, tenants, farm slaves, and other daily needs. Clan, guests, disciples, tribes, slaves, etc. all have strict status and responsibilities in the manor.

Such manors were distributed in every corner of Jizhou, and then built a local, pyramid-shaped ruling class structure.

When Wei Yan came down from the Taihang Mountains, he encountered almost no obstruction. As long as he was not close to the county town, even if someone saw Wei Yan and others on the road, they would just subconsciously avoid and run away, or even look at them numbly. There was no resistance.

“Commander, are we going to attack?” 』

 The soldiers beside Wei Yan asked in a low voice.

Wei Yan smiled and said, "Why attack?" We can still get food and grass without fighting, so why bother? What's more, hitting them is equivalent to reminding them... Look, isn't this delivered? Hey, everyone stand around and spread out! We are Cao Jun now, please relax! 』

For the manor owner, it is obvious that he adheres to the principle that doing more is worse than doing less. He can just send away some food and grass, so why bother?

 Anyway, the grain and grass obtained through exploitation are placed in warehouses and those that cannot be sold are destroyed. In the end, they are not thrown away in vain?

 It's like those stale bread.

 So I would rather give...

 Ahem, just give it to the city guards and not to the poor people.

The steward walked to the village wall and asked, "Who is coming?" What do you want? 』

Wei Yan raised his neck and shouted carelessly: "I came here with General Le... Brothers have no food. I heard that the owner of the village is famous for his kindness, so he came to chat uninvited!" Please also give me a famous thorn, so that I can explain it to you! 』

 The steward nodded, smiled slightly, and whispered: "He is still a sensible person..."

Immediately he raised his voice and said, "You all, stay away!" Don't block the way! 』

Wei Yan clasped the bag on his head, then turned around, waved his hand, and led his men back more than 200 steps.

The gate of the manor was opened, and many villagers came out, driving two mule carts out, and then quickly went back, leaving the mule cart outside the manor.

 Obviously, everything on and off the mule cart was given to Wei Yan.

There is no need to sign or pledge, let alone swear.

 These days, a simple wooden plaque can represent everything.

 Two mule carts, together with the grain on the carts, are obviously expensive, but this expense is relative.

Just like for ordinary people in later generations, one hundred thousand may be considered a large amount, but for some people, it is not even a fraction of a small goal.

Wei Yan asked his men to come forward and count the things, and then raised his hands towards the manor, "The name of the owner of the manor must be announced to the top!" 』

The steward smiled and stroked his beard. He was quite happy. He felt that he had done this smoothly, so he turned around and went inside to report to the owner of the manor...

How big a deal can three melons and two dates form a good relationship?

 …

Chaoge County is neither too big nor too small, but it is Wei Yan’s best target at the moment.

 This county town at the junction of Hanoi and Jizhou has more or less traces of the war disaster.

Chaoge County is said to belong to Hanoi, but it is very close to Jizhou. To the northeast is Dangyin, and further north of Dangyin is Yecheng, the base camp of Lao Cao's classmates in Jizhou.

 There is a military camp outside Chaoge County.

Originally, this military camp was still somewhat large, but after the last Taishi Ci raid, it was completely destroyed. Later, Yuan Shao fought with Cao Cao again, and it has never been repaired. Now, although it has been somewhat tidied up, the camp is still intact. There are few adults, most of the area is desolate, and the effect of broken windows is particularly obvious. Even the trenches outside the camp are almost flat due to silt and sand, and they don't look the same at all.

On the camp wall, there were so lazy that there were only a few people on duty. Occasionally, one or two figures moved around, not like they were patrolling, but more like wandering ghosts.

 It is not wrong to say that it is a lonely ghost, because this place has indeed been almost forgotten.

 In the early years when Yuan Shao was still alive, this place was used to defend against the Black Mountain bandits, and secondly, it was also used as a defense line in Jizhou to guard against Cao Lao's brother in the south. Naturally, some resources were tilted and additional financial subsidies were provided.

Now that the Black Mountain bandits have long been gone, and Cao Cao has taken control of Jizhou, Chaoge's strategic position has been reduced again and again.

For Jizhou, the main defense point is in the Taihang Mountains. Once Wei Yan breaks through the military stronghold in the Taihang Mountains, Chaoge, who has not received the warning, will certainly not sound the alarm.

In addition, Lejin was stationed in a large camp in Wen County, Hanoi, to train soldiers, and Chaoge, which was still some distance away from Wen County, naturally could not receive additional subsidies. There was no financial food to eat, and desolation was inevitable.

Under such circumstances, the camps outside Chaoge County are basically in a state of three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. The soldiers in the military camps are old, lazy, and useless. Goofing around...

On this day, just after noon, the sound of vehicles and pedestrians could be heard outside Chaoge Military Camp.

The soldiers on the wall of the military camp were also attracted by the sound. They stretched out their heads and looked at the group of people slowly approaching from a distance with some confusion.

There are not many people and only two cars.

The queue is not too neat, but there is a vague momentum coming towards you.

Seeing this group of people walking towards the military camp in a daze, the soldiers on duty quickly climbed down the wall and notified the military academy.

The military academy was startled and his eyes widened. He didn’t even have time to straighten his clothes and ran up the wall of the village. Before he could catch his breath, he raised his voice and shouted, "Come on, who is coming?" 』

Wei Yan raised his head and showed a bright smile, "I have been ordered to come and work for the army!" The car is full of laborers! 』

 ‘Aha? ! This, grandma! Laojun! It’s so tiring! 』

"Hi! Did you hear that? ! Someone is coming to work! 』

　　　『What a pity! Finally someone has arrived! 』

　　　『My intestines are almost gone! This is enough to have a full meal at least! 』

In the military camp, the military academy had not yet spoken, but his subordinates were busy shouting. Suddenly, the entire military camp seemed to have come to life again from the dead life, and it was noisy as if it had been stuffed into a market.

The military academy had to pretend to be more stable and coughed, "Uh-huh!" That...which gentleman came to work for the army? 』

Wei Yan didn't say much and asked someone to send the famous assassin he had obtained before.

To be honest, there is really no technical content in this thing. It is very simple to imitate it. But if you want to imitate it, you must first be able to see the real name thorn. Because all the famous tattoos of the Han Dynasty are basically made of wood and written on them with official writing. The materials are very ordinary. The only thing that can be used to distinguish the authenticity is the strokes of the words written on it.

For example, Wei Yan got the famous tattoo of the owner of the Wang family manor. The bottom line of the character "王" was written like a stroke, like a lying sword, which is unique. Another example is the word "Zaibao". The horizontal line on the top is not a short horizontal line, but a long one running across both sides, as if it is about to cut across the entire famous thorn.

 This is the hidden message on the famous tattoo.

 Although these secret notes are very superficial, they are enough for ordinary people.

 Because most of the people in the Han Dynasty are illiterate, and if ordinary people only know their names, they cannot get their real name tattoos, so naturally they cannot write secret messages, and they cannot imitate them if they want to.

Wei Yan does not need to imitate, because what he got is the real name thorn.

As soon as the military academy in the military camp got it, he glanced at it and knew that it was really the famous thorn of the owner of the Wang family manor. He had no doubts and burst into laughter, with tears almost flowing out of the corners of his mouth, "Mr. Wang, it's really true." Too polite! Too polite! Hahaha, here you come, why don’t you open the camp door quickly and welcome the distinguished guests in! 』