The Great Seminary

Chapter 49: The "Grassroots Troupe" Finally Opens (Part )
There was also an expert in Taoism among the guards in the hall, who immediately reacted and met the attack with a chop.

But the figure dodged and several arms suddenly stretched out from a black mass under his feet and grabbed the legs of the man guarding the village.

Then the figure circled back to the front and opened his mouth to spurt a stream of blood towards Hu Zhuang's face.

Hu Zhuang's eyes were fixed, and the skin and flesh starting from his face turned into gold and stone. He turned and rushed towards his companions.

At the same time, dozens of metal and stone monsters rushed into the hall and attacked the guards.

In a moment, dead bodies were everywhere.

The raid went more smoothly than expected.

Zhang Gui looked around, looking at Song Huawen, whose face was pale, with a look of astonishment.

"That's it.

Bing Shao and Bing Zhong went with your young master Yangzi to drink wine and welcome the New Year.

There are still a few on Ding.

How come I died without feeling anything?

Did you drink fake wine?"

There were corpses everywhere and blood was flowing everywhere.

As he spoke, he looked at the Rong family guards who had been turned enemies into friends by the "Lord of Soldiers" power, and took a deep breath.

Wisps of blood and energy emerged from Hu Zhuang's seven orifices and flowed into Zhang Gui's mouth.

The upright body collapsed to the ground, black mushrooms grew from all seven orifices, and the person lost his life.

Originally, one would not die if his mind was taken away by the 'Lord of Soldiers', but the situation would be different if combined with the 'Black God Standing'.

Soon, the rest of the corpses also produced terrifying mushrooms, which merged with the fungal carpet under Zhang Gui's feet.

Song Huawen felt a chill run down his spine as he watched.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in being a coward.

He could only muster up the courage to look at Zhang Gui, carefully distinguishing the familiar voice, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and asked tremblingly:

"But is Mr. Zhang from the Pingyang Zhang family here in person?"

"Hahaha, Lord Song has good hearing." Zhang Gui laughed loudly, and the half-metal head with huge fangs, round eyes and black pupils on his face turned into a normal human appearance.

"What's going on now? Lord Song must have figured it out with his intelligence.

The 10,000 young and strong men in this village, along with their belongings, have to move to another place.

If you cooperate, everyone will live in peace.

If they do something bad, I will have no choice but to kill them all and destroy the bodies.

Then be a little more troublesome and let your subordinates drive the young and strong people to move.

Anyway, today is the day.

Mr. Song, you have worked for the Rong family in Shuanghu for your entire life and are known for your loyalty and courage, but…"

“Sir, my only granddaughter is right beside me now, how could I not obey your orders?

But why is it so? "

The four words "more than that" were full of doubts when spoken by Song Huawen.

Although the Ming and Song dynasties are now in a state of chaos, the prestige of the imperial court remains.

More importantly, Siyang County City is an important town in the southern country and is extremely prosperous.

Although life is not easy for the people, they are away from hunger and cold, and they fear the law and abide by the rules.

The Zhang family of Pingyang is a local prominent family and will definitely not rebel.

Even if we rob these ten thousand young and strong slaves, what would be the use?

People are not gold or silver; if they are recast, no one will be able to recognize them.

If there are ten thousand people standing all over the mountains and plains, they will be exposed if they are sold in bulk, and it will take a long time to sell them in small quantities.

The food and drink he eats every day require several carriages to deliver, and after a long time, even a god cannot hide it.

So no matter how capable Old Song was, he couldn't figure it out.

Zhang Gui laughed when he heard this, and said mysteriously:

“Whether it has come to this, I can’t say now.

In short, think about it, with my age and ability, why would I act as a clerk and come to do business with the Rong family?

Let me tell you something, as long as you listen, there will be absolutely no danger to your lives.

There may be even greater prospects in the future.

Okay, time is of the essence. Since you've chosen to cooperate, have your men quickly prepare those ten thousand slaves.

I'll give you one hour to get everything ready.

After that, for every quarter of an hour of delay, I randomly selected ten people from the stewards and killed them.

As for those who are unwilling to listen to you, kill them all now."

In his previous life, Zhang Gui had experienced the baptism of counterfeit sales scams and online fraud.

Know a little bit of rhetoric and tricks.

If you know you want to deceive someone, you have to make up half a story and let him deceive himself.

As long as you give people enough mental pressure, leave no time for thinking, and prevent them from communicating with each other or reminding each other, even a god can be deceived.

Therefore, the words were vague, and apart from the threats, the rest was equivalent to saying nothing.

But if he hadn't killed anyone, these words would have meant nothing.

But now it weighs more than a thousand pounds.

Song Wenhua thought of his granddaughter and couldn't help but shudder. He took a deep breath and said loudly to his men:
“Everyone has seen how Lord Zhang Gui kills people and heard his orders.

Let me first ask if there is anyone who is unwilling to obey this order and take his family to die?
"Just sit in the right seat on the far left," Liu Tan said.

"I'll only wait for three breaths. If you don't answer Lord Song, you will die!" Zhang Gui added gloomily.

Liu Tan, who sat at the left seat, was a thin, middle-aged man with a goatee. He cursed in his heart when he heard this, but his mouth trembled as he said:

"I, I do."

If his manor was destroyed by bandits, he would probably rather die than join them.

But now it has transferred from the imperial merchant Shuanghu Rong family to the Pingyang Zhang family, which produced Zhang Siwei, who was a prime minister of the world.

With the promise from the head of the Zhang family, not only will he save his life, but he will also have a new future.

Why bother to risk your life?

With a leader, the rest is easy.

Soon everyone agreed.

This is why the Rong family, despite being rich and powerful, is still looked down upon by the aristocratic families.

If it is a truly prominent family, the managers under them are all children raised by their families for several lifetimes.

No matter what, it is impossible for everyone to betray just because they are scared.

It would be impossible for Zhang Gui to continue with his plan so smoothly.

Wait until he leads a group of people out of the main hall.

Song Wenhua began to order his men in an orderly manner, telling them to go to the counter and get those silver pumpkins weighing over ten thousand pounds and let Zhang Gui inspect them.
Someone, someone, go gather the stewards' relatives onto the carriage;

Someone went to gather the slaves and loaded all the herbs, grains, fruit tree seeds, cloth, rice, flour, etc. from the warehouse onto the ox cart;
Someone, go get some raincoats and distribute them to everyone...

He also specifically instructed that only the master had suddenly sent an order for everyone to move away, and to claim ignorance of everything else.

Zhang Gui ordered Lao Sanggui, Zhaxi Dun and other stone corpse soldiers to follow the steward of the Rong family and capture them immediately if there was any unusual movement.

Soon, the entire Wangbei Village became busy.

It was actually quite excessive to give more than 10,000 people only one hour to prepare for the move on a rainy night.

Zhang Gui's request was actually just to scare the Rong family's managers, so that they would be more cautious and not delay things.

But unexpectedly, it only took seven minutes, and under Song Wenhua's coordination and arrangement, the task was actually completed.

Without a raincoat, Zhang Gui transformed into a golden man and walked in the rain, watching the endless stream of horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts driving out of the village gate. He couldn't help but sigh:
"Mr. Song is really good at this.

When there are thousands of people everywhere in the mountains and fields, it is not easy to control them.

Yet, in less than an hour, you had made full preparations for a night journey in the rain, and you set off on your journey with ten thousand strong men.

What a talented official! "

Song Wenhua smiled bitterly and said:

“Your Excellency is too kind to give me such an award.

The main reason why they were able to set off so smoothly was that the slaves sent by the "Charity Society" were obedient.

Those with skills will get 20 gold coins, and those who have no skills and can only farm will get 10 gold coins.

Not to mention traveling in the rain at night, even if they were asked to walk on a mountain of swords, I'm afraid no one would say a word.

This is called 'one penny, one penny'."

Zhang Gui laughed heartily. "What a 'one penny, one penny'! It's a bargain for me."

(End of this chapter)