Feng Yong glanced at Meng Yan. This guy is quite capable. The key is that he has a dark heart and a thick skin. He is indeed an official material. He is much better than Meng Huo's straightforward temperament.

"That Lang Cen first said that he wanted to submit to the Han Dynasty, and then he wanted to join forces with the Dongqu Department. That's all. The key is that he doesn't even know what he wants to do."

"Rejecting General Ju to enter Dingcheng was an act of rebellion against the Han Dynasty, but he was indifferent when General Ju was crossing the Shanghai River. He was probably afraid of offending us too much and just wanted to keep his position in Dingcheng."

"What is the way to do things other than to be indecisive, greedy for small gains and cherish your own life?"

"If the southern barbarians rebelled, they would have relied on the dangerous terrain. But now that they have allowed General Ju to establish a foothold on the west side of Lu River, they have actually put themselves in a disadvantageous position. This behavior, so I conclude that he is not a threat."

"I once heard someone say that either you don't do it or you don't stop. If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person. This wolf Cen does half the work and leaves the other half. He has no big heart. What's the point?"

When Meng Yan heard this, he was deeply impressed.

At the same time, he secretly thought to himself, this sentence "If you don't do it, you won't stop", is he just talking about himself? Otherwise, where does the power of the Ghost King come from?

In May of the fourth year of Jianxing, Feng Yong selected 300 soldiers from Nanxiang and 1,000 soldiers from the barbarians who were good at mountain road travel. He ordered Huang Chong and Wang Xun to lead them and provide support in case of emergency.

At the same time, in a large manor in Mianzhu County, Guanghan County, a young man begged, "Manager Zhang, my family has been following the Zhang family for three generations. Why are we suddenly going to be expelled?"

Is there something wrong?"

"Now that the millet is growing, we don't even have any food left at home. Leaving Zhuangzi will force us to die!"

Manager Zhang held his head high, with a sneer on his face, "Whether you die or not is a matter for the imperial court. The imperial court has said that no idlers are allowed in Zhuangzi. They must all register with the government, otherwise the master's family will be punished."

"In the past two years, haven't the master's family released many people? Isn't it all forced by the imperial court? The master's family understands you, who will understand the master's family? I am not deliberately making things difficult for you. This is the government making things difficult for everyone. Do you understand?

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"Steward Zhang, even if we have to leave Zhuangzi, we still have to wait for Guzi..."

The young man wanted to speak again, but Manager Zhang waved his hand impatiently, and the village man behind him rushed up and drove everyone outside the village.

At the same time, all the rags in the thatched house were thrown out.

For a time, there were constant cries and cries inside and outside Zhuangzi.

"Lang Jun, what should we do?"

The tenants stood in the field with their black belongings and rags in their arms, their faces blank and at a loss. They felt that the bright blue sky was actually extremely gray.

Among them, there are many people who have worked for the master's family for a lifetime, or even two or three lifetimes. They really didn't expect that the master's family was so cold-hearted and kicked people out as soon as they were told.

The young man looked at Zhuangzi with anger in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly, "This bitch!"

It's just that he kept scolding, but for a while he didn't know what to do. According to the current situation of his family, he was afraid that he would starve to death on the roadside in less than three days.

Zhuangzi's steward stood high up, watching the lowly tenants wandering around Zhuangzi, unwilling to leave for a long time, with a sneer on his face.

"What do the remaining people in Zhuangzi say?"

"When I got back to Manager Zhang, they were all thanking the master's family for their great kindness. They said they were thanking the master's family for giving them a bite of food."

"That's good."

Manager Zhang nodded with satisfaction.

This year the master decided to use eight-oxen plows on all the villages. There is no use in keeping these extra tenants. They are still eating rations for free. They are worried that they will have no excuse to drive them away.

Unexpectedly, the government actually came up with a clue.

While I was thinking this, I saw a sudden commotion among the tenants outside Zhuangzi, and at the same time, there were faint shouts.

After a while, I saw that they all turned around and ran in the same direction at the same time.

In May of the fourth year of Jianxing, civil unrest broke out in Mianzhu County, Guanghan County, north of Jincheng.

The reason was that Zhang Ji, the prefect of Guanghan, enforced the law strictly when checking the land and land of large households, and at the same time forcefully required the large households to report their concealed population and land, otherwise they would be punished, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the wealthy families in Guanghan County.

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So the wealthy families cooperated on the surface, but secretly expelled the tenants from the farm and turned them into refugees, obstructing the census of the population.

For a time, Mianzhu County was filled with refugees, and the government was unable to contain them.

At the same time, the aristocratic family spread rumors that this was due to the harsh government implemented by the imperial court.

So the refugees, who had nowhere to go and no food to eat, were panic-stricken. Under the instigation of thoughtful people, they began to attack the county.

Although Zhang Ji led his troops to eliminate them in time, many people still scattered in the mountains and became bandits.

There was a man named Zhang Mu who gathered many people and roared between Guanghan and Mianzhu, wreaking havoc on the countryside everywhere. Even the military supplies shipped by the Han Dynasty Prime Minister to Hanzhong for the Northern Expedition were plundered.
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