Chapter 196 False propaganda

Style: Historical Author: Feishuo moshuWords: 2383Update Time: 24/02/20 16:59:10
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. There are too many lessons learned from this kind of thing, and no one dares to be careless.

Han You asked the fat girls to go back to get ropes and tie them up one by one.

Beimen Yuyong led a group of Han family servants to beat them one by one, asking questions while beating them.

Ma Rulong also admitted defeat. While admitting defeat, he was still confused as to why Han You called.

Because of the soap bar, but just now the servants of the Han family came from the racecourse. Han You obviously had another purpose and sent people to break into the village.

It didn't seem like it was because of the sick horse. These people were so frightened when they found out about it. It was obviously not an act.

Ma Rulong, who was lying on the ground, began to think.

Han You should know about the soap, but he didn't have an attack.

Then he suspected that there was something unusual in Zhuangzi, and then he came to the door on the pretext of stealing soap, making false accusations to investigate what happened in Zhuangzi.

Thinking of this, Ma Rulong looked at Han You's back and felt frustrated for a moment. He didn't expect that this kid could be so sophisticated and thoughtful, but there were still many things that didn't make sense.

Han You didn't expect that secretly spreading algaecide could break such a big deal.

Following Beimen Yuyong, a group of servants of the Han family beat and kicked him, and the little fat man asked him in obscene language.

Han You was full of emotions. He said that if you do something you love, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.

Look at the little fat guy from Beimen. In order to avenge his shame on the Ma family, he even learned some slang and could communicate without any barriers by barking.

After calling and questioning for half an hour, Beimen Yuyong's face became more and more relaxed, but there was a bit of suspicion in the relaxation.

Looking back at Ma Rulong, the little fat man explained the situation.

The Natu Tribe of the Grassland captured a herd of wild horses three months ago. More than ten war horses among them were infected with the disease. They immediately sent people to inform nearby tribes and grassland men.

They were nomads and they paid more attention to this kind of thing than Guan Nei. The Great Khan immediately ordered that all the wild horses be slaughtered, and all the war horses that came into contact were also slaughtered. He was careful to sail the Wannian Ship and would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go.

This was done openly, and the Great Khan privately sent people to inform the Natu Department to see if the sick horses could be sent to the pass, preferably to the middle of the capital, and let the merchants sell these sick horses to various roads.

Damage, I can't say. After all, the two sides are only temporarily truceing, and they will have to fight in the future. It's best if the sick horse can be sent to Guanzhong. It doesn't matter whether it is sent in or not. If there are jujubes but no jujubes, three poles are used to fight against the wife on a rainy day. If you are idle, Also idle.

The Natu tribe is not big, and they trade with the customs all year round. The caravan sells both horses and fur goods. Afterwards, they successfully entered the customs with more than 30 horses and dozens of carts of goods. For fear of being exposed, they could not come back alive. Afraid to touch other horses.

Symptoms of this disease appear very quickly. The Natu tribe was afraid that something might go wrong on the road, so they hurried along slowly. They thought that when they got to the middle of the capital, they quickly found a few more horses to spread the infection, and sent the sick horses that had just been infected but had not yet shown symptoms to the various military camps.

Even so, more than twenty horses died on the road.

When they were approaching Beijing, there were not many sick horses left that could not enter the city. The symptoms were too obvious, so the Natu tribe drove the horses to Majia Zhuangzi.

The Ma family has a good relationship with various ministries outside the customs. The Natu tribe thought that the Ma family brothers would help. Unexpectedly, Ma Rulong refused. Not only did he refuse, he also locked up these sick horses and refused to let anyone Contact with horses.

As for why Ma Rulong didn't cooperate, the group of grassland people from the Natu tribe didn't know. Anyway, even if they said good things, they couldn't live or die, and the two sides almost came to blows several times.

Seeing that Ma Rulong didn't help, the Natu tribe thought of taking risks and forced them into the city. Unexpectedly, Ma Laoer found out and put them under house arrest.

In short, these sick horses were not allowed to leave, nor were they allowed to infect other war horses. Only after all the sick horses were dead did they let the Natu tribe members leave.

It should also be mentioned here that Ma Rulong's ancestors were grassland people. At that time, their tribe had a custom that horses could not be killed. Once a horse was killed, the soul would not be able to rest in peace after death.

So Ma Rulong has been waiting for these sick horses to die. Now there are only six left, and the others are all buried very deep.

When Beimen Yuyong went to spread pesticides just now, he saw a very strange stable. It was very small, with guardrails erected on three floors inside and three outside. Those who didn't know it thought that the horses inside were in trouble.

The little fat man didn't think much about it at that time. After spreading the pesticide, he happened to see the sneaky Wang Hai, and the two bumped into each other.

Wang Hai said that there was a real fight outside Zhuangzi, so the little fat man asked the servants of the Han family to go to support. He and Wang Hai investigated what was going on in the stables.

After this investigation, both of them were frightened and even alerted the people of the Natu tribe.

When the people of the Natu tribe heard that there was a fight outside, they thought the imperial court had sent troops to kill them, so they ran out with their knives.

The thing is just like this, the situation is just like this, and it’s useless if it’s too much. That’s basically what it’s all about.

After hearing this, Han You couldn't help but ask: "How credible is it? Are you sure that Ma Rulong and Majia Zhuangzi did something personal this time?"

"It should be true. The people in your Han family are very shady. Those people have been defeated a long time ago. It is impossible for dozens of people to unify such a careful statement."

Han You breathed a huge sigh of relief, but he couldn't resist Qijie. Who was Ma Rulong?

If he were a Han Chinese, this guy would be called Rulong, and he would just have to have the word "rebel" carved on his forehead.

Besides, if this guy is really loyal to the emperor and patriotic, why did the Natu tribe come to him?

It can be said that this guy's heart is in the grassland. Facts have proved that not only did he not help the Natu tribe, he also controlled the sick horse.

Not only Han You was surprised, but Beimen Yuyong was also confused. For a moment, he didn't know what Ma Rulong meant.

Unable to figure it out, Han You decided to ask the real master directly.

When they came to the official road, they looked at Ma Rulong who was leaning on the stone. He was tied up like a bastard and was taking a nap.

Han You noticed that Ma Fenghou was beaten badly, his face was covered in blood, and he pursed his lips.

"Untie Ma Fenghou."

Ma Fenghou was happy again and grinned at Han You, quite grateful.

Ma Rulong opened his eyes: "After asking for so long, I have proved the second master's innocence. Why don't you untie me now?"

"Untie me, uncle." Han You cursed, "You're dreaming, you've beaten so many of me, why should I let you loose?"

Ma Rulong was anxious: "Then why did you loosen the bonds of the feudal lord?"

Ma Fenghou stretched his arms: "I didn't steal other people's soap."

Ma Rulong: "..."

Han You frowned and asked, "Let me believe you for the time being. I'm curious, why don't you help the Natu tribe send the sick horse to the city and to the West Market?"

Ma Rulong smiled arrogantly: "Second Master, I don't even bother to do such dirty things. Second Master, I am an upright man. How could I..."

Ma Fenghou kindly reminded: "Fat..."

"You fat bitch!" Ma Rulong immediately became angry: "When I let go, if I don't take off your legs today, I will take your last name!"

Ma Fenghou looked aggrieved: "Uncle, my nephew wants to help you explain about the soap. Also, my nephew's surname is also Ma."

"Shut up!"

Ma Fenghou scratched his neck and shouted: "What can't be said? You stole it when you saw those sick horses suffering. Brother Han's people said that those soaps can prevent diseases. After scrubbing, they felt refreshed and free of illness and disaster." I came back and wanted to swab those sick horses.”

Han You and Beimen Yuyong looked at each other, quite moved.

I didn't expect this guy to steal because of false advertising... No, because he couldn't bear the pain of those horses.