After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 201 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey

More and more people echoed the sentiment, and the loud voices of agreement drowned out the voice of the speaker.

No one cares what Rong Lingkuan says anymore.

They now have only one thought: I have followed you through life and death, but you don't let me eat.

Ji Yunzhang approached Wan Lie, "Is this how you lead the troops?"

Wan Lie shrugged helplessly, "I only learned a little bit from you, sir. Now it seems that I am not cut out for this."

Ji Yunzhang glanced at him.

There is no need to say much about suppressing such minor incidents. Just make an example of them and find out the troublemaker.

What does Wan Lie mean by letting him come?
Preparing for future success?

Wan Lie tilted his head towards him slightly, with two words on his face: Go.

Rong Lingkuan was sweating profusely as he looked at the person whose emotions were becoming increasingly agitated. His voice became hoarse and no one could hear what he was saying.

Zhang Laosan looked at them with a smug look on his face.

make trouble?

Then let everyone make trouble and see what they do!

Otherwise, how can I kill them?!

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Ji Yunzhang leap over the crowd and pull out the red tasseled spear that was stuck in the ground.

After a flash of light.

The originally excited noise suddenly became quiet!

Zhang Laosan opened his mouth wide and slowly lowered his head, only then could he see clearly the spear with a hole in it on it.

His mouth moved, as if he wanted to say, you really killed him.

But he could not make any sound and fell on his back with a bang.

The people around who were making a fuss started to get scared when they saw Zhang Laosan falling to the ground.

They all took a few steps back involuntarily, fearing that the gun would pierce them in the next second.

This was the first time that Rong Lingkuan saw his brother-in-law kill a living person.

This person was jumping and stirring up other emotions the previous second, and the next second he was lying on the ground silently.

Rong Lingkuan's face turned pale uncontrollably. He knew that his brother-in-law was a military general who once served as a deputy general in the Southwest Camp. He had fought with the Western Jin Dynasty for three years, and countless of his men had died.

But knowing and seeing are two different things.

He also knew that few of the rebels were civilized. When he first arrived, when he was doing personnel statistics, he found that many people could not even write their own names. Some even did not have names, only nicknames that they had been called since childhood.

At this time he vaguely realized that the rebel army was now a pile of sand that could fall apart at any time.

If the subsequent support does not keep up, rice, clothes, shoes, war horses, weapons, military regulations, strategies, etc.

The momentum that is temporarily built up due to public anger can be broken in an instant.

Ji Yunzhang folded his arms and looked at the people around him.

"Want military pay?"

His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

Unlike Zhang Laosan’s response just now, no one dared to respond to him.

Ji Yunzhang's eyes swept across these faces, and they were no different from the farmers he had seen.

He used to be the prince of Yanjing, and later became a general.

Later he became a grain merchant. He had met emperors and beggars.

In the meantime, I also dealt with farmers for many years.

These people all have one pursuit, which is a peaceful and prosperous world.

But the most difficult thing in this world is to have peace and prosperity.

"Do you know why you don't have military pay?"

“Because there is no money!”

"Do you know why the imperial army has military pay?"

Someone in the crowd said, "It was issued by the imperial court." Ji Yunzhang looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a small man speaking. He nodded, "Yes, it was issued by the imperial court."

"Where does the court get the money?!"

No one spoke at this time. No one knew whether the court had money or not, and no one knew where the money came from.

Ji Yunzhang raised his eyes slightly, "Because of taxes, the taxes you pay."

"The court gave you the land to farm, and the village head and county magistrate will speak up for you, so you have to pay taxes."

"Taxes are military pay, disaster relief for the imperial court after disasters, and special funds for building bridges and repairing beams."

"Have you paid taxes to Wan Lie? Without taxes, where would he get the money to pay your military pay?"

Rong Lingkuan looked at his brother-in-law with a stern expression. It seemed to make sense, but also seemed like something was wrong.

Now the people around looked at each other in bewilderment.

Still need to pay taxes?!
If you risk your life to fight, you should be paid even if you don't have money?!
Wan Lie stood at the back of the crowd, looking at Ji Yunzhang who was talking nonsense and leading everyone astray in an instant, and couldn't help but smirk at the corner of his lips.

The gentleman was right about the person. He was decisive and good at talking nonsense...

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Mrs. Zhong stood in the flower hall, looking at the five or six servants who were sweeping the floor. These servants followed her wherever she went.

She exhaled lightly, "Someone come."

Immediately, a middle-aged man came out and stood in front of her respectfully.

"Madam, what do you want me to do?"

Mrs. Zhong straightened her back and said, "Prepare the car. I want to go to Wenyuanbo Xu's house."

The middle-aged man knew that Mrs. Pei, the wife of Marquis Wenyuan, was a close friend of Mrs. Zhong and they had known each other for several decades.

But he was assigned to monitor Zhong, and he didn't know whether Zhong could go out.

Zhong saw his hesitation and snorted, "Then go back and ask your master why he invited me back to Beijing."

The middle-aged man looked up and glanced at Mrs. Zhong. After a moment, he said, "Please wait a moment, old lady."

Mrs. Zhong was sitting in this strange yet familiar flower hall.

The tea on the table was not her favorite tea. There used to be two little wooden horses in the corner. When Qi'an Sui'an was half a year old, Tang Xiao made them himself and brought them to her.

Later, Jin Peng was brought there, and not only Qi'an and Sui'an played with them, but Fu'er and Rong'er also played with them.

Now in Zhaofeng, it is the toy of Haitang’s youngest son Xiao Shitou.

There were originally several paintings on the wall, but none of them were taken away.

But when she came back, the house was deserted and nothing was left.

She went straight to Chen Xiang's door and sat there without leaving.

Only then did someone clean up the Prince's Mansion.

Mrs. Zhong didn't have to wait too long, the middle-aged man came back soon.

The middle-aged man turned out to be Chen Ke, the steward of Prime Minister Chen’s residence.

Chen Xiang now lives in the palace permanently, so he naturally has not seen Prime Minister Chen. He asked the eldest son for instructions.

The eldest son only said one sentence.

——"She is just an old woman. How can she disappear from Yanjing?"

When Chen Ke came back, Mrs. Zhong was still drinking tea calmly in the flower hall.

"Please, old lady. The carriage is ready."

Zhong stood up slowly and smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes.

"You don't need to prepare dinner for me today. My elder sister will naturally leave some for me."

When she passed Chen Ke, she looked back at him as if she had thought of something.

"Also, tell your people to be more careful. If I find out that I'm missing something again, don't blame me for being rude."

Chen Ke lowered his head and said, "Yes."

When he raised his head again, Mrs. Zhong just stepped over the gate.

(End of this chapter)