Just when he smiled slightly, the black shadow in his mind instantly collapsed. He was no longer the exiled young master. He was now Lord Wu'an, commanding an army of more than 300,000 people, in charge of ten counties, and a horse farm outside the pass. Give yourself a steady stream of training horses and cattle.
This is where my confidence lies.
Suddenly, Yang Gan's mood improved, and he became more confident.
But he was not arrogant. This time, his willfulness, arrogance, and wanton behavior put him in deep crisis.
In the past, Yang Qian really didn't know that with the improvement of his status, his freedom was gradually restricted.
There is no way around this. There are too many people in this world who want to get rid of Yang Gan.
No matter which vassal state is destroyed, it is usually ordinary people and the royal family who are unlucky.
The least fearful thing is the door valve.
The victorious vassal states are also afraid of backlash. If they beat all the opponents to death, the scholar-bureaucrats will go crazy, and they will encounter absolutely no resistance at that time.
Coupled with the problem of distance, governance will not be smooth.
Therefore, when other vassal states are destroyed, almost only a handful of scholar-bureaucrats will be killed, and most of them will not cause any problems.
The territory still needs scholar-bureaucrats to manage it, and the victorious vassal states also need some intellectuals to manage it.
The victorious vassal states will also send some scholar-bureaucrats. Finally, once the two scholar-bureaucrat families merge, a new class will be born.
And why is Yang Qian not popular with others?
Many scholar-bureaucrats died in Yuntong County, and a feudal lord also died, but the news was not blocked at that time.
A person who kills the scholar-bureaucrat class in this way is only a ghost if others can welcome him.
Many people wish that Yang Qian, an alien like him, would die early. If he falls into his hands at any time, he might be in bad luck.
Originally, the scholar-bureaucrats of the Xia Kingdom wanted to kill Yang Qian, but because of his ideas, all the scholar-bureaucrats in the Central Plains became hostile to him.
Many reasons are due to the fact that at the beginning, Yang Qian's power was not so great and he did not have enough manpower to completely block the information.
Shangguo, east, coastline.
At night, the moonlight swayed, and a huge warship was forging ahead in the sea.
Wu Gaolang's face was solemn, and he was observing with a telescope, and his palms were sweating.
"how's it going."
he asked a lieutenant.
The deputy general held up his hands and said, "General, the color is too dark. Our speed is very slow now. Let's see if we can get close to the coastline."
"Okay, keep sailing and don't run aground or run aground!"
"promise!"
V-shaped boats have many benefits, but they have very high requirements for harbors because the water draft is deep. If the water is too shallow, they can easily run aground.
After a long time, the deputy general hurried over and said, "General, we have arrived. It will be very dangerous if we go over again!"
Wu Gaolang felt the ups and downs of the ship's hull and ordered, "Let everyone set off. When things are done, light the bonfire!"
"promise!"
The deputy general immediately went down to deliver the order.
In the cabin, a large number of soldiers began to be busy. Linen bags were carried out one by one and loaded into the ship.
A ship broke away from the warship and headed towards the coastline.
When the first ship arrived at the coastline, a large number of sacks were transported and piled up into a mountain.
Place a bronze can on top of the linen pile, then build a bonfire next to it, pour in alcohol and light it.
With a big wave of his hand, four or five ships quickly returned to the warship. After receiving the ship, the warship immediately began to return.
After the warship started, it retreated a few kilometers and Wu Gaolang began to observe.
Perhaps because there were not many people nearby, the bonfire was relatively large, and the flames burned for half an hour. When it was about to die down, a few people in relatively simple clothes ran over from nearby.
"Come here, give me a high-powered telescope!"
"promise!"
Wu Gaolang changed to a large telescope, his eyes widened, and he stared at the situation on the coastline.
A group of people who were not very well-dressed came to the beach. One middle-aged man tightened his clothes.
Although spring has begun, it is still very cold at night on the beach.
"Dad, what are these?" A young man kicked a mountain of sacks, breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his hands.
The middle-aged man was speechless. They were fishermen from a nearby fishing village. They had gone to bed early. Just when a fisherman was peeing, he saw the light of the fire. In such a dark environment, it was really too dazzling.
Although the fishermen didn't want to cause trouble, they still couldn't suppress their curiosity, but they didn't dare to do it alone, so they woke up the village chief directly.
When the village chief looked at it, he couldn't figure out what was going on, but he still had the final say in this area. He was afraid that something would go wrong, so he worried his son and some fishermen and braved the cold sea breeze to walk that way. go.
The middle-aged man frowned. On the beach, there were piles of sacks and simple bonfires. It felt wrong no matter how much he thought about it.
The most alarming thing was that the shape of those sacks and the faint smell made him feel uneasy.
For safety reasons, the middle-aged man called two fishermen and told them to open a sack first and take a look at it, while they followed his instructions.
The middle-aged man pulled his son and took two steps back.
Not many fishermen are brave enough. The moment one of the fishermen opened the sack, his face turned pale in the light of the fire.
"Ah~~~~!"
The two fishermen exclaimed almost simultaneously and backed away in fright.
The burlap bag also fell heavily on the beach. When everyone took a closer look, almost everyone took a breath.
I saw a sallow corpse inside. Because it was opened, the smell of the corpse became more obvious. The armor he wore was obviously that of a soldier.
When everyone glanced at the pile of sacks, they almost heard each other swallowing their saliva.
"Ah, Dad, come out, something big has happened."
The son's voice was slightly vibrato, obviously trying to calm down, but unable to overcome his instinctive fear.
The middle-aged man exhaled a breath, comforted his son, and asked everyone to take care of the things here immediately. He quickly returned to the village, led a not strong horse, and walked slowly towards the distance.
It was late at night and there were no lights. Even though I had a torch, racing at night would definitely lead to big trouble.
This place is not far from the county seat. It takes more than an hour to walk there.
An hour later, when the middle-aged people arrived at the county seat, they began to shout loudly under the city. Not long after, a soldier in messy clothes appeared on the city wall.
The soldier had obviously taken off his armor and was about to sleep, but he was disturbed rashly. It could be seen from his bared teeth that he really wanted to get angry now.
"Who are you? What time is it now? Don't you know there is a curfew? Get out of here!"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "I am the head of a seaside fishing village. I have something to ask to see the county magistrate."
"You are the village chief? But what time is it now? You should understand these rules, right?"
When the soldier knew he was the village chief, he obviously softened his words a little. After all, according to his position, he was higher than himself.
The middle-aged man was very anxious and shouted, "Oh, I know the curfew, but according to the custom of the county magistrate, he should be having fun with his concubine now, so he won't go to bed so soon."
"If he refuses to open the city gate, please ask him to come to the city wall to see you. I have urgent matters. If something happens, he can't save his head without me!"
The middle-aged man didn't know what the situation was now, but he understood that with so many corpses, things would never be simple.
The soldier hesitated for a moment, stamped his feet, reluctantly replied "wait", and ran towards the city.
Generally speaking, after the curfew, it is impossible to open the city gate, but sometimes, plans cannot keep up with changes.
The superiors also know this, but they can't have people coming in and out often, so there is an unspoken rule that the person coming must be an official. In fact, the village chief is not even a high-ranking official. He is mainly a local here, and he is considered a bit in the local area. face.
When the village chief insists on meeting the county magistrate, it is obvious that he has put all his efforts into it. Once it is found out that nothing happened, he will be held accountable.
The middle-aged man was sitting on the horse, and he was a little impatient. Unfortunately, after the soldier left, he seemed to disappear. When the middle-aged man was about to lose his patience, a head appeared in a hurry, and his tone was extremely unpleasant. .
"I, is your brain caught by the door again? I haven't settled the matter with you last time. Oh, you broke the curfew this time? If you want to die, don't hold me back, okay?"
The speaker was a middle-aged man in casual clothes. Although he was middle-aged, his gray hair showed that he was about to enter old age. He was the county magistrate here.
"Oh, my Lord County Magistrate, something big has happened. I don't know what's going on here. Please immediately order a team of trustworthy people to follow me!"
The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, his face instantly filled with displeasure.
"I know your head was not caught by the door, but flooded. After all, you live by the sea. Should I go with you? Can I go with you? If I hadn't suppressed what happened last time, the three of you would have It’s not even enough to cut off the head.”
"Why, are you planning to trick me this time and let me be your companion when you go to hell? Don't be ridiculous, I just took a concubine, tsk tsk tsk, I just took advantage of it, that waist, that skin, that... ....”
The village chief's entire face was livid, he pointed at the top and cursed, "Gan, what about that, that, that, that, that, that's all, you're going in and out more than a dozen times, even a steamed bun won't help you."
"Ah~~~ I'm so angry! Don't think you are familiar with me, I will let you go, contradict the superior officer, and break the curfew. Just wait!"
"I'm serious, something big has happened. Even that cell, those shackles, that... I'm not yours anymore."
The county magistrate frowned and said, "It's really that serious. Don't try to trick me. I was tricked by you last time."
"Don't worry, I guarantee my character!"
"Oh, then I'm even more worried. Where are you going?"
"Call some people, preferably confidants, to follow me!"
"You wait."
