A total of seventeen families and two large chambers of commerce in Xunzhou City were as big as slaughtered when Zhang Yuan raised his butcher's knife, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and had no ability to resist.

Zhang Hu brought thousands of elite troops to wipe out these families with the momentum of destroying the dead and ruining the dead.

"Uncle, I've copied it all."

Zhang Hu, who returned from the house search, was so excited that his face was flushed, and said to Zhang Yuan: "Do you know how much food and grass we copied out?"

"The Feng family can collect 300,000 stones of grain a year. According to their stock habits, you should be able to copy out about 600,000 stones. Although other families are not as big as the Feng family, fortunately, there are enough numbers and all of them are added together, compared with the Feng family, it will be more or less."

"As for the two major chambers of commerce, they are in the food and grass business, and they don't think they have less harvest than the Feng family, right?"

Zhang Yuan calculated it and said, "If it all adds up, it will probably be about 2.5 million stones?"

Zhang Hu's expression was a little shocked, because Zhang Yuan's guess was not bad at all, "Uncle, why are you so clear?"

"What about that?"

Zhang Yuan said to Zhang Hu in a serious tone: "As a qualified general, after you arrive in a city, the most important thing you should do is to find out the food storage situation in this city."

"As long as you understand the amount of food stored, your army will never fall into the desperate situation of food being cut off, do you understand?"

"oh."

Zhang Hu nodded thoughtfully. After a long time, he suddenly realized, "Uncle, have you been eyeing these aristocratic families?"

"I can't say I've been targeting it long ago."

Zhang Yuan waved his hand and clarified: "I just paid attention. I originally planned to follow my plan. Before the last moment, I was not going to move these families. After all, there were so many troubles after moving."

Zhang Hu was silent for a moment. Finally, he knew why his uncle had always been in short supply of food and grass, but he was never in a hurry. It turned out that these aristocratic families were always meat on his uncle's chopping board.

"These people who are commanders have their hearts dirty."

After thinking it through, Zhang Hu silently complained in his heart, and then continued to report: "Uncle, in addition to food and grass, he also copied a total of three million taels of silver, and captured thousands of prisoners, of which about a few hundred were of cultivation."

"The Xunzhou family does not store money for storing grain, and three million taels are not a small amount. Go back and send the money to inspire morale."

Zhang Yuan was not surprised by this result, and he arranged in an orderly manner: "As for those prisoners, just be incorporated into the Death Soldiers' camp."

"Yes, uncle."

Zhang Hu bowed and said he was leaving. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a stern shout from outside the yard.

"Zhang Yuan, can you rebel?"

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a green official uniform and a majestic face walked over with a few people.

"Do you still have a little bit of a king's way in your eyes when you kill someone at will?"

"What happened to the county magistrate Zhao? Why are he so angry?"

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Yuan chuckled, then waved his hand to signal Zhang Hu to do things, while he stood there waiting for Zhao Junjun to come.

"You have already killed eight out of ten people in the city. Now you are asking me what happened to me?"

Zhao Shou, the governor of Xunzhou County, was angry on his face. When he received news that Zhang Yuan's soldiers were killing in the city, he immediately stopped him. As a result, the soldiers and bandits ignored him at all and almost fought him together.

In the end, Zhao Shou, who was helpless, searched several places before finally finding Zhang Yuan. As a result, the old guy Zhang Yuan even pretended to be stupid for him, which made him angry.

"Zhang Yuan, let me ask you, is it your order to slaughter the slaughter of the city?"

"That's right, it's what I asked to do." Zhang Yuan admitted without any shirking.

After hearing Zhang Yuan admit this without hesitation, Zhao Shou, who was already furious, suddenly seemed to have been poured with a bucket of cold water from his head, and he calmed down instantly.

"It's so pleasant to admit it. This old guy won't really rebel, right?"

A trace of fear suddenly arose in Zhao Shou's heart. If Zhang Yuan really rebelled, then he, the county magistrate, would probably be sacrificed to the flag at the first time.

"Then... that, marquis." Zhao Shou forced a smile on his face and said carefully: "Killing the people is a crime of treason."

"You...you won't really want to..."

"How could it be?"

Zhao Shou's arrogant appearance at the beginning and respectful later made Zhang Yuan feel a little ridiculous, but he couldn't laugh at him when he thought that Zhao Shou was a dignified Xunzhou county magistrate and a fifth-rank official of the court.

"The officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty are really worse than those of the generation."

After sighing slightly in his heart, Zhang Yuan said directly: "These aristocratic families concealed their land and held their own food during the war. The King of Freedom had an order to let me kill them on the spot and confiscate all their property."

"King of Freedom? Mo Yizai?"

Zhao Shou was stunned for a moment, then his courage came back immediately and said angrily: "He is just a prince with a false position. Where did he get the power to take charge of my Xunzhou affairs?"

"Even if he has the authority of Yuzhiji, he is not qualified to give you this order. He is a usurpation!"

"He is not the only thing that he is traitorizing."

Looking at Zhao Shou who was furious, Zhang Yuan was not in a hurry and said slowly: "From today, I will be in charge of the political affairs of Xunzhou. During my guard's guarding the city, you must obey my command."

"The military and political power is concentrated in one person? Do he have any previous emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty in his eyes?"

The Great Zhou Dynasty had a ancestral system. No matter when, in order to prevent local chaos, no matter when, the military and political power should not be concentrated in one person. Even when Mo Congyi was in charge of the army in the East, he never intervened in local government affairs.

As a result, Mo Zizai didn't even take the emperor as an emperor, and actually gave out military and political power directly. In Zhao Shou's view, this was a traitor.

"I want to write a letter to His Majesty to participate in him. No, I want to go to the capital to sue him!"

Zhang Yuan had soldiers in his hands, and he wanted to forcefully take over the government affairs in the city. Zhao Shou had no ability to resist at all, so he said directly: "I don't believe it. This Great Zhou can still let him, a slander, cover up the sky with one hand!"

"That, Lord Zhao."

Zhang Yuan looked at Zhao Shou with a little embarrassment, "I am not very proficient in political affairs, and I still hope that you will manage government affairs and recruit soldiers for me."

"What should you do if you leave?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Zhao Shou snorted and said arrogantly: "Since you take over the political affairs, you should do these political affairs. You can't tell me."

"I will go to the capital to meet the saint and sue Mo Zizai, a slander. I am irreconcilable with these slanderers. No one can stop me!"

"Oh, since that's the case, I wish you a good trip."

Zhang Yuan looked at Zhao Shou for a while until he felt a little scared when he saw Zhao Shou. He then sighed and said, "It's just that when I was searching the property of the Feng clan just now, I found that the Feng clan had a total of 2,100 hectares of fertile land, but they reported less than 1,000 acres."

"I wonder if you arrived in the capital, will King Zizai blame you for this time?"

"But it doesn't matter. After all, you are a fifth-rank official. Can he still dare to kill you?"

“…”

Hearing this, Zhao Shou was frozen in place. He only reported less than twenty acres of land for two thousand hectares, and concealed the tax revenue of two thousand hectares. This happened under his rule. Who would he blame him for?

As for not daring to kill him, how can you fart!

The third-rank minister was slaughtered like a chicken, so what is he, a fifth-rank county magistrate?

"Marty..."

Zhao Shou said in a difficult tone: "I think... you don't know political affairs after all, and you should not be distracted during this war, so I will stay here to help you."

"How can this make it?"

Zhang Yuan hurriedly refused, "Didn't Lord Zhao go to Beijing to meet the saint and sue the traitor? How dare I stop you?"

"Don't hurry, don't hurry..."
Chapter completed!