Small town adventure

Chapter 190
"Daoist! You must agree to my request!" Zhang Damazi saw that Master Mingyuan hesitated a little, thinking that he didn't want to stay, and was anxious in his heart, as if he wanted to kneel down again.

Ming Yuandao had a sharp eye and a quick hand, and grabbed Zhang Dazi, and said embarrassingly: "Since Brother Zhang thinks so highly of the poor, I can't refuse my kindness, that's all! I won't be wandering around anymore, I'll just stay here. Helping Brother Zhang to take down a piece of land is not in vain because there is nothing to do with this ability of the poor."

When Zhang Mazi saw that Master Mingyuan agreed to this matter, he was very happy in his heart, and he was so ecstatic that he bowed to the tunnel and said, "Then brother will thank the Taoist priest! Don't thank you for your kindness. From now on, my brother Zhang Mazi will be the Taoist priest." Brother, let him be ordered, even I, Zhang Mazi, will listen to you!"

"Haha... good!" Daoist Mingyuan laughed and said, "Brother is also a cheerful person. From now on, I will stay here as a poor man, and I won't go anywhere!" Mazi drank each other.

There was nothing to say that night, the two of them were very drunk, and they both got drunk.

Ever since the real Mingyuan stayed in this Mapo village, he and Zhang Dazi worked hand in hand to harm the village, and became the local emperor within a radius of dozens of miles of Mapo village. The two drank and reveled all day long several days.

In the twinkling of an eye, more than half a year has passed, and with the help of Master Mingyuan, Zhang Mazi has expanded a lot of troops. Da Dazi trusted this real person Mingyuan even more, and obeyed his orders.

During these days, Zhang Dazi accumulated a lot of wealth by searching around, burning, killing and looting, plus some heavy taxes, and planned his long-term future in his heart. All the warlord forces, large and small, for hundreds of miles around the village of Mapo were gathered together.My own power has been expanding again and again, and there will be no problem in unifying the entire province in the future. Maybe in the end, all the warlords in China will be brought together, and I will be a happy emperor. It is really meaningless to be the emperor of such a small place.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mazi looked at the mansion of the rich man Wang he robbed. Although it looked good, it was far from meeting his requirements, so he planned to build a bigger mansion in his heart. The influence of the people will become stronger and stronger, and naturally a big and good house will be needed to have a strong appearance.

(End of this chapter)