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Qin Mu followed Sima An's advice and tried not to kill people. Well, we must win people over with virtue. Of course, if others kill each other, it's none of our business.
The three captured prisoners could not be released, kept, or killed. Qin Mu thought about it and didn't know where the inspiration came from. So he asked the prisoners to report each other's past crimes, and then let the reporters avenge the victims.
After Qin Mu started the fight, he soon had nothing to do. Among the three thousand prisoners, you reported me and I reported you, but in the end, everyone had a big pile of shit on their butts, which stank terrible.
The wilderness was bustling with activity, just like the Yongdingmen flyover in Beijing, with all kinds of performances.
When Qin Mu saw this, he was in a state of panic. If this continued, the three thousand men would be gone before Zhang Zai could get back to Yuanzhou City. This was contrary to his original intention.
So, the county magistrate Qin issued an order: Everything must be done in an orderly manner. Yes, it must be done in an orderly manner. Come one by one, everyone report together. I don't know whose fault it is to listen to.
In order to make the reporting activity appear more formal, orderly, vivid and lively, he even had people temporarily build a high platform with wood, so that the reporters and the reported persons could go on stage together. Of course, for the sake of fairness, the reported persons could also become reporters. Everyone would first compete with each other in eloquence, and then in fighting power. The winner would be right.
There were many wonderful performances at the foot of Yuchun Mountain. Zhu Yijin was very well behaved and made a pot of tea for Qin Mu. Qin Mu crossed his legs and sat on the stage as a referee.
"Uh, Yijin, just tea? Can we have some melon seeds?"
"Sir, what are you doing..."
"I'm free anyway, by the way, find two more pretty girls to massage my feet. Damn, I was chased for six or seven miles, and then I chased him for another six or seven miles. My feet are so sore that they hurt my balls."
Puff! Liu Meng had just grabbed the teapot and poured a big mouthful of tea into his mouth, but after hearing what Qin Mu said, he spat it all out.
He wiped his mouth and laughed, "Sir, it's hard to find women in this wild mountain. How about I pick two pretty ones for you from among the captives?"
"Get lost!" Qin Mu kicked Liu Meng on the buttocks. He said fiercely, "Damn it, I chased him for twenty miles but couldn't catch up with that dung beetle Wang Yuncheng. How dare you come and steal my tea?"
"It's unfair, sir. Wang Yuncheng is a dung beetle that is different from other dung beetles. He runs so fast. I tried my best, sir. If you had arranged for someone to put a tripwire halfway, the dung beetle would not have escaped."
"From what you said, it seems that you are blaming me for not making thorough arrangements beforehand? Damn it, could I have expected that dung beetle to turn around and run away without giving a shit? Don't forget that you smashed my forehead last time, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."
"Really? Sir, you still want to hold a grudge? I was saving you at that time!" Liu Meng's eyes flickered. Qin Mu never mentioned the fact that he smashed Qin Mu's forehead, thinking that he had forgotten about it.
". Lao Liu, according to your logic, you didn't expect me to rush out, so you didn't catch up. As a result, when I was outnumbered, you could only hit me with the mace, which ended up hurting me. Tell me, is this your fault? Should I settle the score with you?"
Liu Meng's whiskers stood up and his face turned red from holding it in. In the end, he could only chuckle and couldn't say a word, which made Zhu Yijin and others laugh so hard that they fell backwards.
Qin Mu was leisurely and relaxed, but Lu Daqi was extremely anxious. To be honest, the position of governor of four provinces was not a job for humans. Good things would not come to you, but all the bad things would be yours. If Qin Mu allowed the righteous act of "revenge for the fellow countrymen of Jiangxi" to continue, and all the 3,000 prisoners really died, who knows what kind of violent reaction Wu Xueli and others would have.
Well, the position of Ganzhou Bingbei Dao has been prepared for him anyway, so he might as well hurry up.
At dusk that day, Zhang Zai rushed to Yuchun Mountain again. Although it was only twenty miles away from Yuanzhou, making two round trips a day was already an extreme sport for a literati like Zhang Zai. Fortunately, he did not have to rush back to Yuanzhou that night.
To Qin Mu, Zhang Zai was like a hardworking little bee, busy collecting honey for him all day long. Seeing this little bee, Qin Mu was naturally very happy. How could he not be happy? He finally got the official position of Ganzhou Bingbeidao.
From then on, Mr. Qin could legitimately control the military and political affairs of Ganzhou.
Although his promotion was slower than Yuan Chonghuan's, Qin Mu was already very satisfied to be able to control Ganzhou legitimately. Well, people should learn to be content. If you want to become fat in one bite, you will only die of bloating. If you don't die of bloating, you will also suffer from indigestion and constipation, and squat in the toilet all day long... ... ...
Zhang Zai also felt very lucky, fortunately he was quick, only 400 of the 3,000 captives were "retaliated", and most of them were still there. The promoted Qin Mu was very generous and agreed to let him take the remaining 2,000 captives back to Yuanzhou, so Zhang Zai could at least have an explanation.
That night, Qin Mu specially ordered someone to slaughter a sheep and open a jar of wine to entertain Zhang Zai. After the fragrant roasted whole lamb was brought in, Qin Mu personally took a knife to cut off two lamb legs, one for Zhang Zai and the other for himself.
The rest was divided up by Liu Meng and his gang. The atmosphere in the big tent was extremely warm. Liu Meng, Huo Sheng and others toasted to Qin Mu and congratulated him.
"Come on, Mr. Zhang, please don't be polite. You must eat enough meat and drink enough wine. Please come on." Qin Mu said as he cut off a small piece of yellow lamb mutton with a knife and chewed it slowly. He looked as gentle as could be.
Zhang Zai had mixed thoughts in his mind. As for Qin Mu, he really couldn't see through him. He dared to build Jingguan and kill prisoners in the name of revenge for the people of Jiangxi, and he didn't even blink an eye. But if you look at him again at this moment, he is clearly a gentle scholar, but he can command a group of arrogant and powerful generals. Zhang Qizai and Wang Yuncheng were wiped out in his hands one after another. Was this just a fluke
"Why is Mr. Zhang hesitating? Is it because the mutton is not to your taste?"
Zhang Zai replied with a serious face: "Nowadays, the world has suffered from famine for years and bandits are everywhere. Most people are lucky to have porridge to drink. Even Commander Lu is now hungry and full. Lord Qin treats us with wine and meat. What else can I complain about? Lord Qin is worrying too much."
Oh, is this an insult to me? Or a compliment? Why does it sound like "The rich enjoy wine and meat, while the poor freeze to death on the streets"
Qin Mu smiled faintly and said, "When others get promoted, they hold a big banquet. But now my camp is almost broke, so I will treat Mr. Zhang to a sheep that was just captured today. I am ashamed."
Uh, was it just seized today? Did Wang Yuncheng bring the sheep here? Why didn't I see it
Zhang Zai cried poor first because he was afraid that Qin Mu would ask for money and food. Lu Daqi was almost worried to death now. Wu Xueli's request for money was already a headache for Lu Daqi. If Qin Mu also made a fuss, how could he survive
"Master Qin, you are joking. I heard that when Master Qin captured Yuanzhou, he captured a lot of spoils..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Mr. Zhang, let's be frank. I did get some money for conquering Yuanzhou, but it's not much, not enough to pay my soldiers to settle down. Most of the hundreds of carts of things I had people bring back were cotton. Southern Jiangxi just experienced a rebellion, and the families of my soldiers have to rely on wild vegetables every day. How can they have extra money to buy clothes and quilts? Winter is coming soon. Southern Jiangxi is mountainous and it's cold in winter. I have no choice but to have people transport the cotton back, so that my soldiers can buy winter clothes. Otherwise, how can they fight with peace of mind?"
Zhang Zai almost choked to death after hearing this. Today, you threw all the gold and silver treasures all over the mountain. Otherwise, would Wang Yuncheng's thousands of men be like that? Thousands of carts of supplies are all cotton. You are kidding.
But he didn't want to expose Qin Mu's lies, so he could only laugh it off. As long as Qin Mu didn't ask for money, it would be good for everyone.
Qin Mu really didn't expect Lu Daqi to pay him, but he still had to ask for it. I asked for it, and you couldn't give it to me, so you owed me.
"Mr. Zhang, I know that Commander Lu has a hard time, but the emperor doesn't need hungry soldiers. My men are also human beings, and they need to eat and drink. Now we have to fight Zhang Xianzhong's 200,000 troops here, so we have to ask Commander Lu for food and wages. Commander Lu can't do anything about it, so I can only lead the army back to Ganzhou for food."
What you fear will come true. This is what Zhang Zai was afraid of. If Qin Mu really returned to Ganzhou like this, wouldn't his promotion be in vain
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