At this time, Sitku's thoughts were running through him, and all kinds of obscene words imaginable were sent to Yang Yingju and Zhang Rui unceremoniously.
"pain…"
The stab wound on Sitku's arm caused a burst of pain that interrupted his cursing thoughts. Looking at the "pig-killing knife" in Zhang Rui's hand, he could only cry in his heart and said: "Hey , the situation is stronger than the people.”
"Sixth brother has indeed thought a lot about us. So, Governor Yang, come here quickly and have your fingerprints pressed. Don't let all my blood flow in vain."
After hearing this, Yang Yingju did not dare to say anything more, because he was not sure what else Zhang Rui, a lunatic, could do.
Yang Yingju just faced Sitku with an apologetic face, and then used the thumb finger of his right hand to stick some of the blood that was flowing out of Sitku's sleeve. Without any further hesitation, he pressed the note he wrote and handed it to Zhang Rui.
Sitku didn't hesitate at all. He quickly wrote his note, made fingerprints and handed it to Zhang Rui.
Seeing the two people being so efficient, Zhang Rui was sincerely pleased. I felt secretly happy in my heart: "Sure enough, we still need to see blood, so we can be more efficient."
After Zhang Rui collected all their notes, he asked Hong Hu to find the golden sore medicine and give it to Sitku. Then, they started to make arrangements for their return.
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The next day, when Liu Muxiu, who was busy arranging various things in the village, heard about Zhang Rui's victory, he put down his work and led people out of the village early to welcome their victory.
Originally, Liu Muxiu was full of expectations that there would be any considerable captures on this battlefield, but after seeing the results. In addition to the considerable weapons and armor, the more than twenty oxen pulling the cart can be considered gratifying.
Liu Muxiu looked at the rows of prisoners slowly coming back, especially the disabled prisoners who had to be carried back. Liu Muxiu couldn't help but get angry and said angrily: "Zhang Liu is acting like a 'good guy' again."
According to Liu Muchiu's wish, the uninjured prisoners could still stay and help with some work. However, those disabled prisoners were of no use except to waste the food stored in the village, so they might as well be killed with a knife.
What puzzled Liu Musiu even more was that Zhang Rui told Liu Musiu after returning to the village that the uninjured prisoners could be allowed to help open up wasteland and build houses, but they should be treated like ordinary laborers, and they must not be abused or beaten without reason. them. And tell them to work hard, and those who do well will give them a salary of one hundred cents a day.
Liu Muchiu expressed his disbelief at Zhang Rui's order. No one in the world would treat a "prisoner" like this. To be a "captive" means you have to have the consciousness of being a "prisoner". If you work for food and accommodation, why do you need to pay wages? Or give this much?
So, when he asked curiously, Zhang Rui told him because he had no choice but to tell him.
Because these prisoners had to pay for food in Guangzhou every day they stayed in Zhilian Mountain, and the price per person per day was two taels of silver.
None of the "captives" knew this. The purpose of letting such "prisoners" work was to reduce their energy to cause trouble, and to pay them wages was to mobilize their enthusiasm. When the people from Guangzhou come to redeem them with money, they can settle the wages together and there will be no loss anyway.
Regarding Zhang Rui's statement, Liu Musiu felt that his understanding of the word "captive" over the years had been transferred to a dog. Liu Muchiu thought this was the first time in his life that he had heard such a strange thing.
Aren't all the enemies killed on this battlefield supposed to be enemies of life and death? Can it still be as if nothing happened? Especially the governor and general were released. Will they honestly bring money to redeem such soldiers?
Liu Muchiu couldn't understand, and he couldn't understand Zhang Rui either.
At the same time, there was another thing that Liu Musiu couldn't help but ask Zhang Rui. After Zhang Rui came back from the battlefield, he asked the blacksmiths to destroy all thirty forged cannons and use them to make steel.
That was an artillery piece. Liu Muxiu had never seen a musket in all his years in Zhilian Mountain, let alone an artillery piece?
In order to build these cannons, Zhang Rui almost consumed all the iron ingots stored in Zhilian Mountain, which was nearly 50,000 kilograms of iron ingots. When Zhang Ruila pulled out the thirty artillery pieces, Liu Musiu was once full of confidence that he could conquer the world directly with this ability.
Although Liu Muchiu had always been just a bandit leader, after managing so many people in recent days. Especially after he was sincerely respected by everyone, he could no longer stop being excited.
At this moment, his thought that had been extinguished as a scholar became active again.
"Learn the art of slaying dragons and bring your goods to the emperor's family."
"Since the current imperial court is corrupt, bullying the Han people, and treating us Han people like pigs and dogs, we, the learned people, disdain them as eagles and dogs."
"I originally thought that Zhang Rui just wanted to rebel, but now he has to rebel even if he doesn't want to. Although I was implicated by him, I think that Zhang Rui alone has the ability to achieve such a situation in such a short period of time. . I can’t say it’s really possible to succeed in the future.”
"It has been said from ancient times that the fate of the country has not lasted for hundreds of years. Since the first year of Kangxi and the death of Emperor Zhaozong Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty, it has been almost a hundred years since the Manchu Qing Dynasty? Is this really the will of God? The Ming Taizu back then Is Zhu Yuanzhang really such a god?"
"If Zhang Rui's uprising really succeeds, then who will I be in the future? Xiao He? Li Shanchang? Even if I am not the prime minister... No, I can't continue to dream... I have to do real things..."
"Am I going to be a celebrity forever?...Get up...people who don't want to be slaves..."
"Zi Buyu has strange powers and chaos, but all of this..."
At this time, Zhang Rui looked at Liu Muxiu opposite him in a daze. So he couldn't help but ask: "Liu Muxiu, is there anything else?"
"Brother Six, why did you let the blacksmiths destroy those fine cannons and use them to make steel? You spent so much effort to get them, what a waste." Liu Muxiu finally came to his senses under Zhang Rui's question. Come, and then asked Zhang Rui
"Oh! I don't think this will be used, and keeping it is a waste. So let the blacksmiths use the steel to make some useful weapons and armor! It just so happens that my bandit suppression team is also short of armor." Zhang Rui said slowly said
"Is that so?" Liu Muchiu looked confused.
"Of course, I, Zhang Ruike, have never been a wasteful person." Zhang Rui looked serious and there was absolutely no deception on his face.
If Liu Muxiu could believe Zhang Rui's words, he would not be the third boss of Zhilian Mountain.
Those were thirty artillery pieces. Isn’t it a huge waste to just destroy them? Even if you, Zhang Rui, have the ability to turn decay into something magical, you wouldn't be able to do such a mindless thing.
So Zhang Rui must have left something unsaid. What it is, Liu Muchiu doesn't know. Since Zhang Rui didn't want him to know, he wasn't going to ask further. After all, this was the consciousness a subordinate should have.
At this time, Zhang Rui also changed the topic: "By the way, those 'captives' should be transferred to build houses! Then I will send some brothers to guard them. There are still a lot of houses missing. Don't worry about that. The wages are just small amounts.”
"Yes, Sixth Brother. But do you need so many manpower to build a house? You have hundreds of uninjured 'prisoners', plus the manpower originally built to build the house is a bit too much! Why not transfer it to Li Xiude? Open up wasteland." Liu Muchiu suggested
"No need. I will transfer the hundreds of people who built the house. Then I will ask them to build some workshops for the blacksmiths next to the stream at the bottom of the mountain. Otherwise, the blacksmiths' work efficiency will be too low."
