Chapter 7: The city breaks

Author: Huang Tianzhixu

Chapter 7: The city breaks

"Sure enough! The internal energy is a human-shaped missile covered in human skin!"

Looking at the city gate that was directly smashed by Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, Mu Yi curled up his lips with difficulty and smiled.

The city gate, which requires several people to work together, has no protective effect in front of Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's internal energy.

"According to the tasks assigned before, you can go to the other three-sided city gates to guard them. The rest will be waiting for good news from Zhou Cang and the others!"

The city gate was broken, and the young and strong men of the Yellow Turbans who were already a little uneasy instantly settled down.

According to their experience, once the city gate is broken, the biggest trouble will basically end.

Not long after, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao grabbed a luxuriously dressed person and knew that he had a rich and frugal life back at a glance.

Mu Yi couldn't help but sneer twice. When they were about to starve to death, could such people still live in poverty?

Mu Yi, who was sitting completely on the Yellow Turban side, naturally stood in the Yellow Turban side and thought about problems and looked at affairs from the Yellow Turban side.

"Report to the little virtuous and good teacher, this person is the county magistrate of this city!"

"What's your name?" Mu Yi looked at the unlucky guy who was caught. He thought he would win, but he didn't expect that he would win so easily. He captured the county magistrate without any effort.

He was originally a little worried about suppressing the clouds that could leave the body, and the attacking soldiers were quick to behead them directly.

But unexpectedly, in such a small city, even cloud energy cannot be supported. Not to mention that the internal energy leaves the body, I am afraid that even if the internal energy becomes a stimulus, it can even kill the enemy.

In the last years of the decadent dynasty, indeed, such a dynasty should be overthrown.

"Runan Yuan family, Yuan Zhan and Yuan Fengxiao!"

Yuan Zhan leaned his neck and looked brave enough to die.

"Yeah, it's still the descendant of a famous family!"

Mu Yi laughed, as if because of the growth of mental power, he easily saw Yuan Zhan’s strong external force and was fighting on the other side. The fear could not be concealed.

Unexpectedly, in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, there were such scholars who thought the water was too cold.

"How many households are there in this city... Forget it, you probably won't say, kill me!" Mu Yi put the knife to Yuan Zhan's neck, scaring Yuan Zhan.

"I said, I said, I said everything!"

When Yuan Zhan felt the cold sharpness on his neck, he immediately screamed and admitted defeat.

"You guys, keep a look at the gate and don't allow anyone to enter or exit. Pei Yuanshao, you will take a team of men to the armed warehouse and military camps, control these places, and those who resist will kill them without any rebellion!"

"And, no one is allowed to enter the city without my orders, do you understand?" Mu Yi turned his head and ordered Pei Yuanshao.

"No!" Everyone responded.

If they were crazy about hunger, they might not be able to restrain themselves, but now they have filled their stomachs and seen hope again, they naturally would not do anything like a beast.

"Let's go, my good county magistrate, I think we need to have a good talk!"

Under Yuan Zhan's guidance, Mu Yi and Zhou Cang successfully arrived at the county government office.

This place is usually his office, and it is also the power center of the entire county.

Although the layout is elegant and quiet and has a good style, it does not have any impact on Mu Yi, or it is almost impossible for him to have a scene that amazes him after experiencing the information explosion.

As Yuan Zhan, who came from a famous family like the Yuan family in Runan, even if he was just a branch, he was indeed quite particular about the decoration of his room.

Antiques and cultural relics are placed around, and calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls around. They do not look like county government offices, but rather like literati vegetarian courtyards.

These things are valuable things, but they have no value in Mu Yi's eyes.

As the saying goes, antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times, the value of these things is not worth mentioning to the Yellow Turbans.

Although Yuan Zhan is a cartilage, he is unexpectedly familiar with the management.

The county's population, taxes, money and grain, documents, warehouse inventory, etc. are all well aware of everything.

He also took the little official to find the relevant bamboo slips and papers, sorted and arranged neatly, waiting for Mu Yi to read them.

Zhou Cang stood aside and stared at him. For him, such a thing was really powerless and could not help him.

He recognized words, after all, he followed Zhang Jiao and understood something through his eyes, but that was all limited to it.

"It's not... this part on Jiaozhou Bay?" Mu Yi recalled Donglai's unparalleled position, which happened to be the edge of the part that was prominent in later generations.

When approaching the ocean, wouldn’t this be able to develop fisheries and salt industries?

Even if you have not practiced the operation of salting salt in seawater, you have heard of it a little.

However, Mu Yi's good mood was quickly broken.

"Eighteen families? There are eighteen major families in a small county?"

Mu Yi looked at the list in his hand and finally knew what the gap was.

In an era when hundreds of Yellow Turbans died of hunger, some people could enjoy a wealthy life while lying down.

The poor have no place to stand, and the rich have fields to walk on the fields.

It was obvious that the Han Dynasty did not lack land, but it was still necessary to starve to death because there were too many such middle classes.

"Hu~" Mu Yi breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

"It's okay, I, Mu Zhengping, are here, Huang Tian has it!"

Mu Yi gave himself a word, justice, justice, fairness.

The peasant uprising can succeed, which is a fact witnessed by history.

Anyone who has received a complete education will be familiar with this.

He does not have the abilities of his ancestors, but he has mature experiences that his ancestors have practiced.

It is imperative to defeat the local tyrants and divide the land. Although he can rely on his faith to obtain the support of the Yellow Turbans, in the end, it is still real land and welfare so that more people can stand behind him.

As for the suppression and discrimination of the aristocratic families, he didn't care about these things. He had no choice but to make up his identity in this day and age.

In other words, the Yellow Turban has become his lifelong benchmark, and recruiting talents is nonsense to him.

Instead of looking forward to attracting wise ministers, it is better to look forward to being able to grab one or two in the future, or to find some talents who can manage them in another world.

Being able to travel through all worlds is the greatest foundation of one's life.

When he gained a foothold, he opened a literacy class and trained his own backbone.

History has proven countless times that aristocratic families are unreliable. Even if they can be relied on for a while, the next generation, two generations, will lead to the same situation.

He is not a saint and cannot achieve great achievements downstream from history. However, as long as he gets the experience now, it is enough to reduce the dimensionality of this era.

Because those experiences are truths that have been tested by practice, the only thing to pay attention to is how to integrate those experiences into this era.

Wang Mang is a good negative example. The top-down promotion of the Wangtian system similar to land reform is neither thorough nor resolute. Not only does it not win over farmers, it also touches the interests of landlords and aristocratic families, leading to the betrayal of the relatives.

Mu Yi had no support from the landlords and aristocratic families at all, so he could only continue to implement it firmly and gain the support of the peasants.

Just in time, Qingzhou, a place that has been completely ruined by thieves, the original order no longer exists, which is just right for him to establish a brand new order.

(End of this chapter)
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