In the west military camp of Xingyuan Town, a group of wealthy people gathered outside the tent to wait for Qin Yun.
"Why do you think this Young Master Huang is here?"
"Yeah, I thought about it all night and couldn't figure it out. He moved to Huang Laosi. He didn't occupy his land, and he didn't ask for his wealth. He also distributed the silver and jewelry to those mud-legged people. This is simply unreasonable. !”
"Maybe someone with money can build it. I heard that there is gold everywhere in the Central Plains. You can make a lot of money by opening a goulan, setting up a shop, or doing any small business!"
"real or fake?"
"Of course it's true. I heard from my second uncle. He said that at that time, the current emperor of the Central Plains was still a prince. The fight for the throne there was much more chaotic than in southern Yunnan. It was commonplace for brothers to kill each other. .”
"A cavalry team passed by this morning. I heard from them that a Ninth Prince died in western Sichuan. They said that he was killed by bandits. I think there is probably something fishy..."
"Oh, Mr. Huang is here!"
As soon as Qin Yun walked out of the military tent, he heard the news of his "death". From this, it seems that Luochuan Mansion and southern Yunnan are not completely disconnected.
At this moment, a group of rich people gathered around him enthusiastically. Some asked for help, some enthusiastically gave gifts, and some simply held hands with the pretty slave girl aged fourteen or fifteen and said they wanted to give it to Mr. Huang.
Qin Yun refused to accept any gifts, which made all the rich and prosperous people feel anxious.
But some people still care about the large number of salt fields left by Huang Laosi.
"Sir, I wonder if what I said yesterday is true?"
Qin Yun nodded: "Of course it is true, I don't want an acre of Xingyuan Salt Farm!"
Someone said: "Then please ask the young master to be a witness, so that you can share the profits with me and other families."
Qin Yun smiled and shook his head: "I said that I would share it with you, but we haven't arrived yet."
A group of wealthy households looked around and said with doubts on their faces: "Sir, everyone is here!"
Qin Yun smiled and looked outside the military camp: "Really?"
At this time, the ordinary people in Xingyuan Town and the slaves rescued by Ning Zichong were converging into a torrent and rushing towards the military camp.
Ning Zichong said loudly: "Folks, Huang Laosi is dead. The land he left behind should be divided equally among the people of Xingyuan Town. Mr. Huang and General Lan will make the decision for us!"
The expressions of the wealthy households suddenly changed.
Some people even asked directly: "Master Huang, you are not keeping your word!"
Qin Yun said with a smile but not a smile: "When did I break my word? I wanted to say that I should give you too much, but you didn't work hard at that time. It was the people of Xingyuan Town who knocked down Huang Laosi's city wall and killed Huang Lao. The fourth child is Black Tiger, what does it have to do with you?"
"Besides, did I say I won't give it to you? Don't worry, this time it will be divided among each household."
"You are all a big family and you have a lot of people, so you can still get an extra three acres of land."
A group of non-rich people were so angry that they vomited blood. Why did they follow this group of unscrupulous people to rebel against Huang Laosi?
Just for that one-third of an acre?
At this moment, they realized that they had been tricked by Qin Yun.
But what Qin Yun said is right, they are not rich.
When someone saw this, they immediately carried him out of the backstage.
"Young Master Huang, Mr. Huang can occupy 80% of the land in Xingyuan Town because there are people behind him. Living in southern Yunnan is not just about killing. Since Mr. Huang wants to do business with us, he should take Be sincere!"
Qin Yun sneered: "My sincerity is already sufficient. One-third of an acre of land, do you want it or not?"
"Second uncle, see the guests off!"
Some people wanted to get angry on the spot, but when they saw Lan Tian coming out with fully armed sergeants, they all became mute. In the past, there was Huang Laosi's slave guard team in Xingyuan Town, which could compete with Lan Tian's soldiers, but now with their personal Stragglers.
But there was no room for resistance at all. In terms of background, Lan Tian is a general under Prince Gong. In terms of force, the opponent has guards at the level of Da Tulu, and even the martial arts leader of Yuncheng is no match for him.
What should they do? Of course, you can only suffer the loss secretly.
A wealthy man snorted, put down his words, and turned around to leave.
"Mr. Huang, the road in southern Yunnan is shaking, please stay safe and take it seriously! Farewell!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone was ready to leave.
But when he reached the entrance of the military camp, he was blocked by the people of Xingyuan Town. Of course, the leader was Ning Zichong and others.
"What do you want to do?"
Some wealthy households were puzzled, after all, Huang Laosi’s fate was still vivid in their minds.
Ning Zichong snorted coldly: "What for? Of course it's to settle accounts! Over the years, you have bullied the market and sent slave hunting teams everywhere to catch slaves. How many families have been ruined because of you!"
"Today, I will seek justice for them!"
"I remembered, you are the third boss of Yingying'ao, Ning Zi Chong!"
"Okay, there is no bandit suppression at all. This was all directed and acted by you, right?"
"You are such a snake-hearted Mr. Huang. He also defrauded you of his money, right?"
Qin Yun stepped forward slowly and said with a smile: "My dear friend, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. This is obviously the slave I just bought!"
"Shameless!"
"Yunshan City won't let you go!"
Qin Yun smiled and shook his head, and Ning Zi shouted.
"Come here, tie up these bastards who are greedy for wealth and have no mercy!"
"Gather the people of the whole town together for a public trial!"
Qin Yun paused, "Good guy, he didn't teach Ning Zichong this. It seems that he still underestimated him before."
Self-taught without a teacher!
Qin Yun didn't care too much about the fate of these wealthy households.
After a public trial that lasted three days and three nights, the wealthy households and their arrogant losers were all washed away by the purple condensation on the trees outside Xingyuan Town.
And, following this momentum, it was announced that Xingyuan Town was abolitionist, and everyone gained civilian status. Of course, they also took the opportunity to promote their southern Yunnan abolitionist guerrillas.
In fact, Ning Zi added this name to himself. He felt that they wanted to engrave their goal in their hearts.
Under the strict implementation of the three major disciplines and the eight points of attention, the abolitionist guerrillas quickly gained the love of the townspeople.
And all this, Qin Yun just observed silently from behind and did not intervene.
But the consequences of killing Huang Laosi and a group of wealthy people came on the fifth day.
Yunshan City sent an army of 3,000 people to kill them in a mighty manner.
Ning Zichong did not choose to resist, but led the team to replenish supplies and escaped into the mountains.
But Ning Zichong ran away, and Lan Tian was facing tremendous pressure.
You must know that Prince Gong was on the slave-owning side, and the basis for his foothold in southern Yunnan was the support of slave owners of all sizes in southern Yunnan.
As a general under his command, Lan Tian watched the changes in Xingyuan Town and was vaguely involved in it, which was a taboo.
On this day, Zeng Qianji, who was newly promoted to the Eight Pillars of Prince Gong, led Prince Gong's 3,000-horse post army and military advisor Wang Muzhi, and poured into Xingyuan Town in a mighty manner.
As soon as Zeng Qianji arrived at the military camp, he gave the order without saying a word.
"Come here, capture Lan Tian and Huang Silang for me!"
But as soon as these words came out, the hundreds of sergeants who were originally following Lan Tian all pointed their weapons at Zeng Qianji without any orders.
"Are you rebelling?"
"Lantian, do you want to be a slave of the fourth surname?"
