The river washed the dock, mixed with blood and pulp, and then flowed back into Jinji River, a bright red color.

It is now an hour after the peasant rebellion, and the few surviving warehouse officials are reorganizing the packers.

They need to clear the dock quickly so that the remaining corn can be loaded onto ships.

The porters had no time to grieve for their companions, relatives and friends before they were forced to move by the warehouseman with short sticks.

Soon buckets of river water were hoisted up to wash away the pier, and the stumps of the mutilated limbs were loaded on the carts and transported away. As for the heads of the rebel soldiers, they had already been pinned to the waist by the pavilion guards, which were to be taken back to record their merits.

Although the warehousemen were not working, their faces were paler than those of the porters who were working.

It's not that they feel sorry for the dead and injured concubines and packers, it's the public's loss.

It's not that they were frightened by the smelly scene, but that they were in big trouble.

The big trouble is that a ship sank.

One less ship means that one-fifth of the cargo will have to be transported less. The amount of grain transported to Xingyang may not be enough, and the mission will not be completed.

But that's not the most terrifying thing. What's even more terrifying is that half of this batch of goods is their private goods.

They made the book in partnership with the three major families in the county and planned to sell it along the way.

In the past years, everything went smoothly, but unexpectedly today, Qiu Ba, who had always been submissive and submissive, turned out to be so unruly that he wanted to cause chaos.

What do you mean they are hungry? Didn't they give them food? Didn't they give them grain?

Besides, hot girl, you have to react when you are hungry?

What kind of truth is this? You can tell us when you are hungry, and it is like this. Alas...

They looked at the watercraft docked in the middle of the river. They knew there must be room for them on these boats, but they did not dare to make this idea.

Because these watercrafts are also owned by wealthy families from all over the country, and they are the ones they cannot afford to offend.

Hey, what should I do?

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Hey, what should I do?

At this time, everyone on the boat where Zhang Chong was was thinking the same thing.

Looking at the confused soldier lying on the deck, everyone looked left and right, and then looked at the pavilion elder and grandson, waiting for him to pay attention.

Sun Xun's head was about to explode.

Originally, he was enjoying himself in the warehouse. Although it was not as comfortable as having his beautiful concubine at home, it was still a different feeling to have that smart servant at his disposal.

After the boat stopped, it was announced that the talisman was to be tested, so he reluctantly went up to the deck.

As soon as he came up, he saw the bloody scene on the dock.

The stumps, blood, cries, and flames intertwined together, stimulating his dulled senses, and he seemed to have returned to the days when Taishan bandits were ravaging prefectures and counties.

He will never forget that time.

That was more than 20 years ago, when he was still a wealthy son from Jichuan Township, Licheng County. If nothing unexpected happened, he would have lived a happy life wandering in the countryside.

But when he was twenty-eight years old, a group of thieves suddenly appeared in Mount Tai, a hundred miles away. The leader was Gongsun Ju. They killed the elders and rebelled, ravaging the prefectures and counties.

In order to protect the territory, Licheng County recruited a battalion of county soldiers. It was at that time that he accepted the recruitment and joined the army.

In the following two years, this group of thieves became stronger and stronger. They traveled to Huaiji and crossed prefectures to counties, Qing, Xu, and Yanzhou, but they were unable to control them.

Later, the imperial court sent a man named Duan Ying to punish the thieves. He was from Liangzhou and had the means to defeat the thieves in ten months. After that, he was transferred to Xizhou to suppress the Qiang chaos. Later, I heard that he killed many people.

Duan Ying is gone, but Mount Tai has not returned to its past tranquility.

Four years later, Gongsun Ju's old army raised troops again, and this time the court directly sent a censor to supervise the army.

As soon as the censor came, he mobilized various county soldiers to encircle and suppress the Taishan bandits. Their county soldiers from Licheng County were also dispatched.

This time, Sun Xun saw how the guest soldiers acted like wolves and tigers, not against the Taishan thieves, but against the mountain people and shanty towns at the foot of Mount Tai.

In order to strengthen the walls and clear the fields, but also to raise food and fodder.

The guest troops killed all the refugee tribes and mountain shacks in the wild, and did not attack the powerful Wubao Qiuqiu everywhere. They only ordered them to hold on and not let a drop go to the Taishan bandits.

Sun Xun followed along and watched the guest soldiers kill each other, but he himself didn't get any blood.

He had neither martial arts skills nor murderous intentions, so the leaders all mocked him as "Grandma Sun".

He shrugged and said it didn't matter.

He just wanted to go back and be with his aunt and baby.

The censor's strategy was very successful. The Taishan bandits who were raging everywhere quickly dispersed in the countryside because they had no supplies.

The Taishan thief, who was so powerful for a while, fell silent.

Finally, the censor returned to Kyoto with his military exploits, leaving behind a scorched earth.

Sun Xun couldn't understand why the sacred place where the emperor enshrined Zen would eventually become a home for thieves.

He had read books when he was young and knew that the ancient king who was ordered to change his surname and become a Zen monk must be in Daizong.

The so-called seal means to increase height. Zen means to be broad and thick.

And because heaven regards height as its honor, and earth regards thickness as virtue.

Therefore, the sage emperors of all dynasties would repay the sky by increasing the height of Mount Tai, and repay the earth by refining the site of Father Liang.

King Cheng of the Zhou Dynasty conferred the title of Mount Tai, the head of the Chan Society. The First Emperor of Qin conferred the title of Mount Tai, and consecrated Liang Fu. Wu of the Han Dynasty conferred the title of Mount Tai, and conferred the title of Liang Fu.

This is all true.

But now it has become a gathering place for refugees and bandits who cannot survive.

The world is getting worse and worse.

Later, Sun Xun left the army and went to work as the pavilion chief in his hometown of Dasangli. He worked there for twenty years.

The leisurely days had worn away his military spirit, but the scene at the dock today made Sun Xun understand that the past had always stayed in his mind.

The turmoil was over, and the warehouse officials who were supposed to check the rules left in a hurry.

Sun Xun also watched as the boys on the boat began to salvage floating corpses and driftwood, cleaned up the waterway, and then left. He felt uncomfortable here.

But who knew there was big trouble.

First, Zhang Dan, the white-collar drummer from Da Sang Village, fished out a soldier wearing hakama pleated trousers, and then the waiter from Gouzi's family kept pressing on the soldier's chest.

He actually saved the drowned soldier.

This is really fucking awesome.

But this time there was a big problem.

Because he knew that ninety-nine percent of the soldiers who could be fished out of the river were the rebels on the dock before.

He was obviously not the only one on the boat to realize the problem. The man named Heifu, who had been a county soldier, was there immediately screaming:

"Hurry up and call someone, hurry up and send him away. He's going to die. He's going to die."

"Shut up, are you going to kill our crew?"

The person speaking was Zhang Chong, who had been performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the hakama pleated man.

After finally rescuing him, he heard the black man barking.

Zhang Chong pointed to the tanker that sank in the port and said to Sun Xun:

"Ting chief, if we had met this man before, we would have given it to a local pavilion if we had not done what he thought.

But things are different now. Look at that sunken ship. You should understand how corrupt those warehouse officials are now.

Once the ship sinks, their goods will be unable to be transported. Where can they get a ship?

If we call for help now, it goes without saying that even if we are not labeled as traitors and accomplices, we will still be detained for a period of time, just for the sake of this ship under our feet.

Therefore, this person must not give it away."

Sun Xun was a little bit more understanding by Zhang Chong, and he even added on Zhang Chong's behalf:

"Er Zi, do you think those hamsters will let us go? I guess they are looking at our ships now?

If they hadn't taken care of the wealthy families behind us, would they have restrained themselves?

And once we show up to the door ourselves, that person will have a reason to eat us alive.

When the time comes when you enter someone else's place, it's not up to them how you cook it.

Let me think about it, let me think about it."

After that, Sun Xun kept spinning, muttering:

"The trouble is big, the trouble is big."

Zhang Chong saw that Sun Tingchang was struggling, but he was not confused at all. He had saved this person.

Just because he saw a flashing pop-up window above this person's head, which said:

"Strong crossbow, proficient."
To be continued...