Chapter 18 The Richest Man in Yongcheng

Zhang Baiqi, who went south to take the Yongcheng, was also very smooth. There were no defenders in Yongcheng, and there were only dozens of government officials who maintained peace. When Zhang Baiqi's cavalry arrived, the gate was killed into the city by Zhang Baiqi before they could close.

When the defeated army of Yangpingguan later rushed to Yongcheng, Yongcheng was already closed and ready. The wish of the defeated army who originally wanted to enter the city to defend failed, and they could only escape to Miancheng further south.

After occupying the three counties under Yangpingguan and Yongcheng, Pan Feng's 3,000 troops seemed a little powerless. Hanzhong has a total population of 100,000 households, and under the rule of Yongcheng, it is the most prosperous generation in Hanzhong except Hanzhong City. Nearly 30,000 households in Hanzhong are located in these three counties. Three thousand troops not only have to be stationed everywhere, but also have to be prepared for Zhang Lu, who may invade from time. This is indeed a little overstretched.

However, the conscription process is not smooth. Zhang Lu's Wudou rice religion has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people here. Although Pan Feng's army has temporarily occupied here, the people are all resistant. The conscription order has been issued for several days, but no soldier has been conscripted.

Pan Feng decided to see the people's livelihood in Yongcheng with his own eyes.

At this time, the best climate in Hanzhong is also the time for a bumper grain harvest, and the farmland should be a busy scene. However, as soon as you enter the territory of Yong County, a large area of wilderness comes into view, and occasionally one or two people in the farmland look desolate. The trees trembled in the wind and sobbed.

This scene can't help but make Pan Feng fall in love with the scene.

"The people are suffering. Death, the people suffer."

This is his real sigh. When she saw this sentence in the textbook, Pan Feng didn't feel much. But now, he is deeply touched by this situation.

Pan Feng did not bring many people on this trip. Tian Feng handled military and civil affairs in Yongcheng, and Wei Yan took 1,000 soldiers to guard Yangping Pass. At the same time, Pan Feng also promoted Shi Chang, a man named Liu Hu, as a former deputy general of the army, to monitor Wei Yan at Yangping Pass.

Although Liu Hu's martial arts skills are ordinary, he has no talent in governing the army and unifying the army, but it is better than his loyalty to Pan Feng. In addition to several battles, he has made achievements, so Pan Feng has been promoted exceptionally. The most important thing is that Pan Feng can't rest assured of Wei Yan. After all, Wei Yan has sold his owner for glory for the first time, and there will be a second or third time. Although there is no doubt about the use of people, Pan Feng still can't do this. On the one hand, Wei Yan was worried, and on the other hand, he still appreciated his talent.

Because the only few civil servants and generals under his hands are busy, only Zhang Baiqi and the ten martial arts guards led by him traveled with Pan Feng this time.

Pan Feng waved his hand and motioned them not to follow up. He walked slowly to an old farmer not far away.

The old farmer's skin is dark and skinny, and his skin exposed in the sun is dry and cracked. However, the long white beard has told the world from the side that he is no longer young.

"Hello, old man." Pan Feng took the initiative to say hello.

Lao Nong looked at Pan Feng and stepped back a few steps. It seemed that he was deeply afraid of Pan Feng.

Pan Feng was a little helpless. He had to smile, but he still tried his best to show a kind smile.

"Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm. This is an old question to ask you.

The old farmer felt a lot of fear when he saw that the man in front of him did not come up to beat and scold them like ordinary rich children.

It is true that there are poor and rich people everywhere, and there will be exploitation as long as there are poor and rich people. This old farmer is the tenant in this area, specializing in farming for the family and some rich people. In the eyes of these people, they don't treat this tenant farmers as people at all. It's light to beat them when they meet. Even if these tenant farmers are killed, there is no place to redress their grievances.

"What do you want to ask?"

In the eyes of the old farmer, Pan Feng is wearing black satin clothes and must be a rich man. In this era when human rights democracy has not yet been born, he will consider himself inferior.

"Old man, don't be afraid. I just want to ask why the farmland is so desolate, and there are no young people working here. Generally speaking, this is the time for busy farming!" Pan Feng asked.

"I think adults must have just come here. At this time of year, the four * division in Yongcheng will pray for the people of Yongcheng. Young people are busy with the miracles of viewers, leaving only people like me who are busy with bad legs and feet."

"Four * Teachers? What kind of mage?" Pan Feng frowned and asked.

"I see, my lord, you must have come from other places. The four * masters of this Yongcheng are said to be disciples of Master Zhang Tian. His magic power is boundless. It is said that he can ask for rain on a sunny day and make gold."

"Are you talking about Zhang Tianshi Zhang Lu?" Pan Feng continued to ask.

"Oh, my lord! You can't call Zhang Tianshi a taboo here. This is a great crime of disrespect. God will punish you. The old farmer told him.

"Thank you, old man." Pan Feng smiled and then took out her pocket. Old man, this is an ingot of silver for you.

The old man waved his hand and refused.

"Your Excellency, I can't afford to lose weight. Take it and take it back!"

Pan Feng saw the look of longing in the eyes of the old farmer, but he saw more fear, so he patted the old farmer on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Old man, this is the reward for asking you just now! Don't worry, old man, I will definitely let you live a good life under the rule of my Pan Feng in the future.

No matter whether the old man takes it or not, Pan Feng stuffed the silver into the old man's hand anyway, and then he waved his hand and said to Zhang Baiqi behind him, "Let's go and go to see the four demons in Yongcheng."

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The mansion of Zheng Jiang, the richest man in Yongcheng

The mansion covers an area of more than 100 mu, and there are more than 100 houses. The buildings in the mansion are even more distinct, staggered, and the pavilions are extraordinary. Entering the gate and middle door, facing the living room with stone pillars, square flower windows, partitions and supporting the door, and the inner and outer squares are decorated with large pieces of wood carved birds, which looks antique.

At this moment, there is a team of people standing in the hall, with knives and arrows. There can be hundreds of people. Although they are not wearing armor, their tough breath is not weaker than that of elite troops. They should be the private soldiers raised by these big families.

It was murderous outside, but the room was indeed a beautiful scene. The four-wall silver lamp hung high, and there was a man sitting high on the main seat. He was about half a hundred years old. His appearance was not bad, his face was ruddy, and he was reunited. He was wearing a purple satin copper robe. At first glance, he was a rich Thai gentleman.

He sat on his left side a burly man with a square face, heavy eyebrows, not angry and arrogant, and quite dignified. There is a golden-backed machete hanging on his waist, and his body is also covered with scars. At first glance, he is a master of the battlefield.

Two people sat next to two beautiful people, wearing spring clothes made by Qiluo, narrow sleeves and colored spring shirts, revealing the wonderful curve of breast augmentation and thin waist.

Women* show off their beautiful bodies like snakes and tease the men they serve. The beautiful women take the initiative to pull off their spring shirts, half exposed their breasts, charmingly grind their shoulders with plump places, and constantly massage them.

"Now this mediocrity has changed. How dare anyone fight for taxes from us?" Zheng Jiang, wearing a purple-saked copper robe, sneered.

"Sir, I think Pan Feng has lived enough. In those years, Zhang Lu was also respectful when he saw the master. His new hairy boy turned out to be like this, and he couldn't be so powerful?" The burly man showed murderous intent in his eyes.

"Biaozi, you're right. You should give him something powerful and often." Zheng Jiang nodded and said.

"Okay, sir, just wait for your words, and I'll take my brother to cut off his mother." The burly man smiled ferociously.

"Bang." Zheng Jiang slapped the table fiercely.

The maid with tea beside her was shocked, shook her hands, and suddenly knocked the teacup over him.

But fortunately, this tea has been placed for a long time, so it is not hot, but warm. However, Zheng Jiang was shocked.

The burly man named Biaozi looked at it, grabbed the arm of the tea maid and slapped the maid on the ground. How can a weak little girl withstand the blow of a strong man? The delicate little face suddenly became swollen, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"How dare you kill the master? Let's see if I won't kill you today." The tough man's eyes were like copper bells, and he raised his hand angrily. It seemed that he would continue to hit the little girl.

"Biaozi, stop it." Zheng Jiang scolded.

As soon as Zheng Jiang spoke, Biaozi did not dare to disobey and immediately stopped.

I saw Zheng Jiang narrowing his eyes and his face was gloomy.

"Didn't you kill her twice? This will make this bitch cheaper. Who will pay attention to my words in the future? Go and pull this bitch to the street and strip off his clothes. Find some beggars or something, get on her, and kill her. I think it must be very interesting."

"Yes, you two, take her down." The tough man pointed to the two families at the door.

After this episode, the two women who massaged him with crisp breasts behind Zheng Jiang suddenly became trembling, and their hands and feet were much stiff.

Zheng Jiang looked at the two coldly, and the two immediately fell into the ice cellar and trembled all over.

"If you two can't make me comfortable, you will end up with her."

The two women's faces smiled charmingly again, and their movements became soothing, but the corners of their eyes were quietly filled with tears. Who knows that their bitterness is really not a good thing to be beautiful in troubled times...

Looking at their expressions and feeling their movements, Zheng Jiang turned his head with satisfaction.

"Biaozi, although you want to show Pan Feng some color, you don't necessarily need us to do it."

The plagiarism man was a little puzzled. He looked at Zheng Jiang puzzledly and asked tentatively, "Sir, what do you mean?"