Other than Jian Shuo, the palace did not calm down. The remaining nine of the Ten Attendants bribed General He Jin's younger brother, He Miao, and turned to Empress He. With the persuasion of Empress He, He Jin gave up his plan to continue killing the other eunuchs. However, the various marquises who had already received He Jin's orders to send troops into the capital could no longer just return home.
Sensing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Zhang Rang and the others were not willing to sit still and wait for death. Just as they were about to secretly get rid of He Jin, a major event happened, which eased the situation for a while. The Yellow Turban Army finally revolted after four years of hibernation.
The Yellow Turban forces in Youzhou, Bingzhou, Sizhou, Jizhou, Qingzhou, Dagon, and other provinces were like wildfires that could not be stopped. Although they were just honest farmers who had just laid down their hoes and dared not even fart when they were bullied and oppressed, they had only been brainwashed by the "great teachers" and wrapped in a yellow rag. They thought that they were invincible and that they were the "heavenly soldiers" who could kill officials and rebel legitimately. Wherever the Yellow Turban Army went, they would kill officials and seize food. After tasting the sweetness of having a gun in their hands and not panicking, they would begin to bully the oppressed who were as pitiful as they were in the past. They would rob the people of their property and rape women. Then, they would coerce or threaten these bullied targets to join them. Then, they would rob the next target. The cycle would repeat itself. The Yellow Turban Army was like a snowball, growing bigger and bigger, and the more it rolled, the more afraid the court became. They were even crueler than the government troops. Those who did not surrender and join them were killed. They did not need a chicken that could lay eggs. All they wanted was a small egg in front of them. They did not need a foundation of the masses. Their own brothers and families were the foundation.
For a moment, all the county governors, county mayors, and other officials ran away. Everyone knew that the first people the Yellow Turban Army killed when they entered the city were officials. Those who didn't run or had some backbone hid in the houses of the great clans they had connections with, relying on their vast properties to hide and wait for the court to send troops to suppress the bandits.
A group of farmers who had just turned into bandits suddenly turned from docile rabbits into fierce wolves. They vented all the hardships and oppression they had suffered in the past. The documents of emergency or city collapse flew into the court like snowflakes, flying into the officials, and also flying into the desks of He Jin and his arch-enemy Zhang Rang.
Zhang Rang was fair and clean. He had a kind face and a plump figure, which made people have a good impression of him. If they didn't know him, they would think that he was a member of some family. However, his face was like a Bodhisattva, but he had a vicious and cunning heart. For his own sake, he could abandon his so-called " sisters " at any time and send them to hell with a smile when " they " were not on guard. He could also swear with his fingers that he was loyal to his old master yesterday, and change his allegiance today, wagging his tail and begging for praise in front of his new master.
In the Zhang manor, this person whom even the Emperor addressed as his godfather was lying on a rosewood couch painted red. Two beautiful maidservants were on his left and right, one massaging his legs and the other massaging his shoulders. However, he was a little chubby, and the thin maidservant was panting and sweating profusely.
"Everyone, this is a good opportunity for us. With that Zhang Jiao in chaos, we have a lot of time. I don't believe that they will ignore these unruly people and come to find trouble with us while shouting about the country and the court.”
The other eight people present were all experienced in officialdom and knew Zhang Huan's character well. When they heard him say this, they all flattered him. He said it so bluntly that he had a unique vision and knew that this day would come when he was in his mother's womb.
"Since everyone agrees, then we should not delay any further. We should ask the new Emperor to issue an edict early so that all those annoying fellows can quell the rebellion. At that time, who else in the court can do anything to us? " Kekeke…" The unique non-masculine laughter was like a knife scraping scrap metal. The creaking sound made people feel uncomfortable all over. It was like a piece of coarse sandpaper rubbing against the internal organs in their bodies. Everyone could not help but tremble.
At the same time, He Jin was also in a bad spot. The Emperor was still young, and the decision of the court was in his hands. However, there were so many emergency documents that they almost reached the roof of the house. He wanted to dig the Spirit Emperor out of his ancestral grave and ask him what to do.
Fortunately, although he was not very smart, he still had many capable people under him. He listened to Yuan Shao and the others 'suggestions and ordered the prefects and state overseers who came to Luoyang from all directions to destroy the Yellow Turban Army before returning to the capital to report their achievements. At the same time, he ordered Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Xi to attack the Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang and Runan respectively to protect the capital and ensure Luoyang's safety.
Extraordinary times were also extraordinary means. As the reputation of the Yellow Turban Army grew, no one doubted that it was a powerful force that could overthrow the decadent Han Dynasty. Therefore, all the county governors and state governors were informed by the court that they could " do whatever they wanted." They were given the power of a king. They could recruit troops, appoint officials, and control taxes. Of course, they could not miss the tribute.
At this moment, Zhang Feng received the imperial edict to return to Puyang immediately. He had no choice but to bid farewell to his parents. With tears of reluctance, he resolutely brought Wang Yue and Huang Zhong back to Puyang without stopping.
Although the Yellow Turban uprisings were in full swing everywhere, with Puyang as the center, there was no uprising Yellow Turban army in the surrounding hundreds of miles. It was really thanks to Zhang Feng. If it weren't for him, Puyang would have become the headquarters of the East County Yellow Turban army under Fatty Qiao's "political achievements".
Zhang Feng returned to his home in Puyang after a long journey. He was surprised to find several acquaintances anxiously waiting for his return. One of them was Mi Fang, and the other was Qiao Mao, who was originally going to be promoted to Jizhou, but because of the chaos of the Huang army, he was so scared that he hid in Zhang Feng's house and did not dare to take a photo.
"Zhiji is finally back, and my old bones are safe.”When Qiao Mao saw that Zhang Feng had returned, it was as if he had seen his own father. He pulled at Zhang Feng's sleeves that were covered in dust and dirt. He did not mind the dirt and wiped his face that had forced out a few drops of tears.
Mi Fang was pushed to the side by Fatty Qiao's big butt. She smiled helplessly and looked at Zhang Feng with concern. They were not just partners. The two brothers of the Mei family had long taken a fancy to Zhang Feng and were determined to climb up to this high branch. Moreover, his business methods had made the two brothers admire him. Even the expectations that Zhang Feng had hidden deep in his heart for Mei Huan had been branded by the two brothers through some details.
"Sit, sit, sit. We're all family. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't be polite with your brothers.”Zhang Feng didn't need to pretend to be polite in front of these two people. He sat down on the long bench at the head of the table. Li 'er and Lian' er took the towel from the servants and handed it to him.
Zhang Feng casually wiped his face, and Fatty Qiao started to complain non-stop."…A few days ago, when you weren't around, there were three or two groups of small thieves who wanted to attack the county. Thanks to the two young warriors under you and the servants of Zhang Village, Puyang was saved. However, we can't guard against thieves for a thousand days. Please think of a way to wipe out all the Yellow Turban rebels within a radius of five hundred miles and return our Great Han a good land.”
These two young warriors must be Huang Xu and Wen Pin. Zhang Village was the first place where Zhang Feng took in the homeless. As the wealth of the Zhang family increased, the number of people they took in also increased. Now, it had become a city that was almost on par with Puyang. However, the name was reasonable, and it still used the original name, Zhang Village. However, everything in the village, including the blacksmith shop, coal factory, winery, paper factory, and even the kittens and puppies on the roadside, all had the surname Zhang. Moreover, the people in the village only acknowledged the orders of Zhang Feng, Zhang An, and the others. Usually, even Qiao Mao had to take Zhang Feng's handwritten letter before he could enter the village to ask for a few jars of good wine. It was not an exaggeration to say that Zhang Feng was the god of Zhang Village. The emperor's bullsh * t imperial edict here was far less effective than Zhang Feng's fart.
At that time, it was not strange for the people who did not know that human nature was evil to save someone from a desperate situation and let his family survive.
"Brother Zifang? But the trade routes are blocked?" Zhang Feng passed the towel to Li 'er, who obediently took it and retreated behind the folding screen. Fatty Qiao continued to chatter as he lewdly stared at the rising and falling rhythm of Li' er's pink buttocks as she walked. Zhang Feng couldn't bear to see others look at his woman, even if he hadn't officially had sex with them. Thus, he ignored him and asked Mi Fang directly.
"That's right. With such a large sales volume in Puyang, if we stop selling for a day, we will lose at least twenty thousand gold. Now, there are Yellow Turban thieves everywhere.”
"It's fine. I'll discuss it with Zhongye and Yongcheng tomorrow and then we'll attack these little thieves.”
Qiao Mao finally realized what Zhang Feng hated about him, so he quickly thanked him and left.
Damn it, if you keep looking at my woman like this, I'll send you to be Zhang Rang's colleague. Zhang Feng cursed in his heart. He no longer wanted to save Qiao Mao's life after the battle between the alliance army and Fatty Dong.
" Zhiji, you must be careful on this trip. Although most of the Yellow Turbans are poor farmers, they have the advantage in numbers. Tens of thousands of people rushed at them like they were covering the sky. Many small cities fled without fighting. Moreover, Zhiji is only fifteen years old…"
Hehe, many people? However, Zhang Feng was not worried. No matter how many people there were, they were still a motley crew. The few years he had painstakingly managed in Puyang had not been wasted. At that time…he would inevitably let this Yellow Turban become the first stepping stone for him to be praised by the world.
Mei Fang had known Zhang Feng for so long and knew his abilities, so she didn't say much. As such, they began to chat about their daily lives. When the topic of the love-ring was brought up, Young Master Zhang's face turned slightly red. His usual arrogance and self-confidence were suddenly dismembered by his thoughts. He rubbed his hands on his thighs and asked in a low voice,"I have a request…"
Mi Fang wasn't stupid, she knew what was going on after hearing the song and pretended not to know."Zhiji, why are we so close? You and I are like brothers. Your mother is my mother, and my sister is your sister. If there's anything difficult, I'll bear it for you.”
When Zhang Feng heard him say this, his face turned even redder and he stammered.
Mei Fang decided to take advantage of him again." Huan 'er is really cute. In the past few years, the people who have come to propose marriage have trampled on the family's lintel and smashed the family's door. But that's true. He's already eight years old. He can choose a good match early and get engaged. My brother-in-law can also bask in the glory and live a carefree life like a rich man in the future. " Hahaha…" Then, he stood up and turned his back, laughing so hard that his stomach was twitching.
Zhang Feng was smart, but that was because it had nothing to do with him. When he heard that the Mei Family was preparing to betroth Mei Huan, his usual calm and composed self became dull. He scratched his ears and cheeks, feeling very vexed.
With a trembling voice, he timidly pulled Mei Fang's sleeve,""Brother Zifang, my brother Zifang, which family do you want to betroth Huan 'er to?”He was simply a fledgling who didn't know anything about human affairs.
Mi Fang couldn't hold it in anymore. She laughed so hard that she bent down and sat on the ground. She took turns to wipe the tears from her eyes.
Zhang Feng still didn't understand. He could only crouch down and carefully laugh along with Mi Fang. He didn't even know what he was laughing about.
"Zhiji, I won't tease you anymore. There may be tens of thousands of men in the world, but my brother and I feel that Huan 'er's partner is none other than Zhiji. Putting aside Zhiji's talent and graceful bearing, even if he had never looked down on my family's business for generations, my brother and I would have betrothed Huan 'er to you. It's just that you usually have the ambition of the four seas, but because of this, you're acting petty. I'm so amused…haha.”
When Zhang Feng heard this, not only was he not angry that Mei Fang had tricked him, he stood up and tidied up his wrinkled and dirty clothes. He bowed deeply and said,"Feng, thank you brother Zifang for your love. I will treat Huan 'er well and love her for the rest of my life.”
Mei Fang pulled Zhang Feng over and sat on the ground side by side with her."Don't be so polite. We're going to be family soon. However, you have to call me Second Brother-in-law in the future.”
Zhang Feng cupped his hands again and said with a mischievous smile,"Greetings, Second Brother-in-law!"
Mi Fang laughed again, and Zhang Feng laughed as well. His laughter was so cheap and flirtatious, like a little turtle who had just gotten a guest.
Lian 'er, who was about to change Zhang Feng's tea, stood behind the screen. The teacup in her heart trembled softly on the plate, just like her heart that was already as cold as an ice cellar. Her face was pale and she could barely stand still. She let out a few long breaths and eased the sadness in her heart.
[He…actually doesn't want us two sisters. He has his eyes on the third young mistress of the Mei Residence. No wonder he wouldn't even touch us sisters when we were naked. Even if the two of us wholeheartedly wanted to serve the same husband, who would have thought…]
Forget it, it was good to give up. In the end, it wasn't his, so he shouldn't force it. Who could blame herself for not being a young lady when she met him? It was a great thing to be able to avoid the fate of being a prostitute. What else did he want?
With an extremely disappointed heart, he slowly turned around and allowed the tears in his eyes to fall onto the tea tray one by one, shattering into pieces. Her delicate body had lost its vitality. No matter how beautiful the brocade was, no matter how swaying her figure was, she was like a walking corpse. She staggered step by step and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
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