Chapter 186: They are all pawns, a move against heaven
"You two came to look for me at the same time. I guess there must be something big going on!" Zhang Jiao glanced at the two of them, then sat down and said calmly: "Let's be honest, you have planned it anyway, and I can't refuse. !”
Although Zhang Jue's tone was calm, his words revealed boundless resentment. Seeing this, Nan Hua said coldly: "Do you resent being a teacher in your heart?"
The cold tone made people feel that not only were the two not masters and disciples, they seemed to be enemies.
Zhang Jiao did not look at Nan Hua, but looked up at the stars and said stiffly: "I don't dare."
"That's resentment!" Nan Hua's expression changed slightly and he sighed: "You must think that the master is using you as his disciple to achieve the purpose of destroying the Han Dynasty."
"Isn't it?" Zhang Jiao sneered.
Zhang Jiao was originally just a poor Confucian scholar who became a Taoist priest after being accepted as a disciple by Nanhua. However, as a Taoist, Zhang Jiao in turn crippled the Taoists and embarked on a path that he knew he would lose. And he is willing to go down the opposite path.
Nan Hua was not unkind to Zhang Jue. Even the Taoist treasure "The Art of Peace" was passed on to Zhang Jue. However, the so-called deep love and hatred, when Zhang Jiao knew everything, his resentment towards Nan Hua, his master, naturally deepened. .
"That's your own choice, no one forces you!" Nan Hua sighed.
"I have no choice at all!" Zhang Jiao shouted angrily, and then mocked: "The Hundred Schools of Taoism are really powerful. Four hundred years ago, the Great Qin Dynasty collapsed due to you, and now the Han Dynasty will make the same mistake again under your control. .”
Zhang Jiao was extremely afraid of people like Nan Hua who were hiding in the dark. They had the ability and means to destroy the Han people, but they did not do it themselves. They just wandered among the major forces, and the world was destroyed by just talking. The chaos they created was developing in the direction they wanted.
Maybe he or she in the palace is just a pawn in the game between hundreds of schools of thought. Zhang Jiao thought to himself.
"Haha, you don't have a choice, how could I have chosen it?" Nan Hua laughed at himself and said: "Whether Qin or Han, their rise and fall have their own destiny. With or without you and me, the process and results will not change. The same is true for me as a teacher. I can’t help myself…”
"Don't be hypocritical." Zhang Jiao interrupted Nan directly, disdainfully saying: "Tell me the purpose of your trip!"
Nan Hua sighed when he heard this, but Hu Zhao stood up with a smile and said: "Since Brother Zhang is determined to weaken the world's aristocratic families, we are naturally here to help you!"
"It turns out that in your eyes, my behavior can only weaken the family!" Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly. He also knew in his heart that what Hu Zhao said was the truth, and from the moment the family of the world started fighting, the Yellow Turbans had entered a countdown to death.
But Zhang Jiao was unwilling to give in. After struggling for so many years, Zhang Jiao just wanted to find a way out for the people of the world. If he couldn't get rid of his fate in the end, what was the point of raising an army?
The world belongs to the common people, not just to the aristocratic families. Even if I have to defy heaven, I, Zhang Jiao, will take the world back from the hands of the aristocratic families! Zhang Jiao kept warning himself in his heart, and only in this way could he have the motivation to continue fighting.
After hearing what Hu Zhao said, Zhang Jiao felt even more bitter, and he still couldn't refuse!
Zhang Jiao is not a puppet, but he feels that there is an invisible thread controlling him. He wants to get rid of the control of Baijia, but Baijia is not interested in fame, profit, and power, and even took the initiative to send Zhang Jiao some The benefits are irresistible, so what can Zhang Jiao do? I can only be miserable and happy!
"Last time they asked me to seize food from aristocratic families, but what is it this time?" Zhang Jiao said lightly. The reason why he obeyed their wishes was because the Yellow Turbans had no way out.
Hu Zhao took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Zhang Jiao.
"This is a list of families under the leadership of the Yellow Turbans who have more than 10,000 shidan of grain reserves. With this list, you will be able to collect more than a year's rations for the millions of Yellow Turban troops in a short period of time."
"hiss!"
Zhang Jiao quickly grabbed the list from Hu Zhao's hand, and when he glanced at it and saw that it was densely packed with names, he couldn't help but take a breath.
"The Guandong family is so rich. Even if they emptied the Han treasury, their income would not be half of what is on the list!" Zhang Jiao murmured to himself.
There are estimated to be hundreds of aristocratic families written on Hu Zhao's list. In addition, Hu Zhao also divided these aristocratic families into three groups, one group from 10,000 to 50,000 shi, one group from 50,000 to 100,000 shi, and one group above 100,000 shi. Group.
You must know that the resources owned by the aristocratic family are not only food, but also the aristocratic family in the area occupied by the Yellow Turbans has so many reserves. What about the unoccupied land?
Astronomical numbers.
The Yellow Turbans can only survive by stealing food from noble families!
"Brother Zhang, is this list true?" Zhang Jiao asked excitedly.
Zhang Jiao couldn't help but be excited. With these grains and grass as support, even if all the land they had previously occupied was lost, the Yellow Turbans would be enough to support the largest offensive, conquering the capital of the Han Dynasty in one fell swoop, thus changing their fate against the odds.
"Of course!" Seeing this, Hu Zhao chuckled and said, "With these provisions as a guarantee, Brother Zhang's unnatural move should increase the chance of winning by 10%."
Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, then turned to smile bitterly and said, "Is it just 10% more?"
"The support of tens of millions of people in Guandong gives the Yellow Turbans a 10% chance of winning. And..." Hu Zhao looked at Zhang Jiao seriously and continued! "The unity within the Yellow Turbans can be improved by another ten percent!"
"Only 30%?" Zhang Jiao asked unwillingly: "It must be 50%!"
It is not easy to go against the will of nature, and going from a certain defeat to having a 30% chance of winning is already a big step, but Zhang Jiao is still not satisfied.
If he wasn't even 50% sure, wouldn't it be possible that he had harmed tens of millions of people because of his own selfishness?
Zhang Jiao cannot afford to lose. Once he fails, it will be equivalent to the people losing to the aristocratic family, and the people will be ruled by the aristocratic family again, so he must try his best to win, even by one point.
"The 40% chance of winning is Zhang Jiao's own safety. Once you die, the Yellow Turban will decompose immediately!" Hu Zhao said seriously: "So Brother Zhang, you have to take care of yourself!"
"I know. I must not die before overthrowing the country that is corrupt to the core!"
Although Zhang Jiao's face was pale, his tone was extremely firm.
"As for the 50%, it depends on people."
Hu Zhao hesitated for a moment, and when Nan Hua nodded to him, he leaned into Zhang Jiao's ear and whispered something.
As he listened, Zhang Jiao's eyes widened, filled with excitement and disbelief.
He actually mentioned 50%!
"Brother Kong Ming, please bow to Zhang Jiao."
"Absolutely not!" Hu Zhao quickly stopped him and said seriously: "Whether the people have a future depends entirely on you, Brother Zhang!"
"Zhang Jiao tried his best."
Looking at Zhang Jiao with a determined look on his face, Nan Hua sighed in his heart. It was because of Zhang Jiao's courage that he chose him in the first place. Facts have proved that his choice was not wrong.
