Ten Capitals, Nine Observations, Eight Poles, Seven Yuans, Six Divisions, Five Elders Compete for Da

Chapter 22 Horses don't get fat without night grass, people don't get rich without windfalls!
The air was inexplicably cold.

Jiang Chen cautiously approached, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a phantom appeared faintly on the wooden dressing box in the corner, a beautiful girl in red, with black hair hanging down her back, was she smiling?Why is she smiling, as if she is crying?

Tick, tick.

Seeing someone coming, the girl smiled slightly, with blood and tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and asked quietly, "Mr. Bu, when will you let me out of the house?"

"This……"

Jiang Chen felt touched and took a step forward.

But at this moment, dozens of strong men from Qingzhou burst into the arrow tower behind him.

"It turns out that I have already left the house, sorry, I took the liberty."

The girl in the red dress smiled brightly.

The strong military spirit instantly scattered the girl's phantom into dots and disappeared.

A ray of starlight fell into Jiang Chen's palm, and fragments of memory flooded into his mind like a tide.

…………

Wei, a civilian girl with no surname, went out to sell rouge and gouache at the age of 16, and was coveted by the eldest son of Marquis Bu Ling, and was forcibly conscripted into the Marquis' mansion.

After the initial novelty wore off, the eldest son of Bu Linghou set his sights on other women and completely forgot about Wei. For five whole years, he never saw her face to face.

She, who has no name and no identity, can be said to have been discriminated against in this deep courtyard, she was extremely miserable, and she washed her face with tears all day long.

The Youyouhou Gate is like a hell on earth...

A few years later, Wei tried her best, and finally met Bu Linghou's eldest son for the second time, and asked to release her from the mansion and give her a way to survive.

At this time, the eldest son of Bu Linghou, like his father, was becoming more and more obsessed with the art of ghosts and gods, and pretended to promise:

"Okay, I'll let you out."

Wei was overjoyed, but as soon as she walked out of the Hou's mansion, she was captured by the great witch Zhu and taken into the temple. After several years of abuse, she finally turned into a deeply resentful soul and became the soul of the Netherland Key Stone.

Once the keystone is crushed, it can induce the breath of the underworld, and the corpses of the dead within a hundred meters will be resurrected, and the hatred will devour all living things!
With the help of the resurrection power of the dead, it is natural to easily turn the tide of battle!

however.

It was a coincidence that the young archer put the Netherland Keystone into the wooden box for dressing, which quietly awakened the beautiful memory of Qi Hun-Wei's girlhood in the past.

She frightened a little, and the young archer backed away in fright.

This is Wei's past.

And she also took the initiative to end her own life by taking advantage of the opportunity of dozens of soldiers' energy and blood rushing...

Jiang Chen held the lightning strike peach branch in his hand, and reached out to hold the Netherland Keystone, feeling a sudden chill, and threw it into the basket in a hurry.

[White-level opportunity: "The Netherland Keystone", obtained! 】

【Underworld Keystone】

【Quality: White】

[Description: A special keystone created by using the resentful soul as the tool soul, which can be crushed to break a gap connecting the world of the underworld and arouse a little breath of the underworld. 】

[Note: Most of the spirit of the device soul has been wiped out, and all functions cannot be used. 】

[Note [-]: If you crush seven Netherland Keystones at the same time, you can open the gate of hell, the living can enter, and the dead can exit. 】

"gate of hell?"

As soon as Jiang Chen heard this word, some inexplicable fear arose in his heart, as if once the door of hell was opened, there would be some extremely terrible things breaking out and causing chaos in the world!
"Master Jiang?"

Feng Lebin asked carefully behind him, with a little concern in his tone.

"I am fine."

Jiang Chen shook his head, gradually came back to his senses, pointed to the direction of the center of Dongli City, and said with a smile:
"The most affluent place in this city is naturally Bu Linghou's Mansion, but that is also the place where the main force of the Qingzhou army focuses on. His eldest son has already grown up, and he has seized some farmers in the east of the city and built a courtyard. The wealth is also considerable."

Qingzhou soldiers including Feng Lebin all nodded, who doesn't want to get rich?

Followed by.

Jiang Chen walked down the steps inside the city wall, quickly walked along the uninhabited streets, and rushed to the center of the city, followed by many Qingzhou soldiers.

And that young archer was one of the confidantes of Bu Linghou's eldest son in the army, but now he became the vanguard leading the way for Jiang Chen and others.

Soon.

A courtyard covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The gate was closed tightly, and there were still two majestic portraits of the door god pasted on the door. It seemed solid, but it also meant that the place had not been looted, and the wealth inside was still intact.

A flame ignited in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he said loudly:
"Abin, break it open!"

Feng Lebin licked his lips, and immediately stepped forward, with the Taizu's green knife, he slashed open the gate, and one of the door god statues, which was faintly glowing, was instantly cut and smashed, and his spirituality dissipated.

Inside the door, there was a sudden commotion.

"Sigh~"

Jiang Chen's eyebrows tingled slightly, and he frowned and thought:
"Is there any danger behind the door?"

Followed by.

Feng Lebin held his breath, slashed three times with his saber, and kicked forward heavily.

Three swords and one kick!
The door burst open!

The maids and servants inside were in a mess, and the few servants who dared to resist were chopped up by Feng Lebin in a blink of an eye.

All the resisting forces were blasted to pieces by the wolf-like Qingzhou soldiers in just a few minutes.

to the end.

All the rooms were scraped three feet from the ground, and 500 taels of gold and 200 taels of silver were collected. The rare treasures, antique calligraphy and paintings were difficult to estimate for a while, so they could only be stacked in the hall, and Qingzhou soldiers could choose by themselves.

Bu Linghou's eldest son and his wives and concubines were all tied up.

There is only one thought left in everyone's mind:
"Get rich!"

"Pay!"

Horses are no night grass and they are not fat, and people are not rich without windfalls!
According to the rules of the West Conquest Army, the gold and silver treasures obtained from looting are often divided into five shares.

One-fifth can be attributed to the generals, one-fifth to the soldiers, one-fifth is used for additional pensions, and the remaining two-fifths will be handed over to the public, and the military will distribute them separately according to personal merit.

In other words.

Jiang Chen, Feng Lebin, and the remaining seven or eight corporal chiefs and chiefs will share a hundred taels of gold, 240 taels of silver, and some antique calligraphy and paintings.

The eyes of all the soldiers fell on Jiang Chen and Feng Lebin. They were the only ones present who were qualified to distribute the wealth.

Feng Lebin, on the other hand, habitually looked at Jiang Chen, very curious about what choice this "smart man" from a poor background would make?

then.

"Well……"

Jiang Chen took 50 taels of gold from it, and said in a deep voice:
"These are mine."

Feng Lebin heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and took 50 taels of gold.

Just now he was really worried that Jiang Chen was too greedy and took away all the gold.

In the previous battles to destroy the city, there was also a poor general who was too greedy and took away most of the wealth in one go. When he returned to the barracks, he was beheaded by the military judge.

Status, power and wealth, once there is a serious imbalance between these three, the result is bound to be a dead end!
Feng Lebin secretly agreed in his heart:
"On the battlefield, greedy words are the most taboo. Although Jiang Chen is a civilian, he is also somewhat wise."

Followed by.

Many corporal chiefs, ten chiefs, and village chiefs also took their own shares according to their own strength and status.

In the end, there were more than a hundred taels of silver left, and Jiang Chen decided to include it in the share of the extra pension. This move immediately gained the unanimous favor of more than fifty Qingzhou soldiers.

(End of this chapter)