Chapter 53 Good News, Bad News [Please Read]

In the second year of Zhongping, epidemics broke out in the Central Plains, and the scope and scale of the impact far exceeded that of the fifth year of Guanghe.

Unfortunately, Yu Fan also fell ill, but fortunately it was not plague but a cold.

In the darkness, under the light of the torch, Jin Mao supported Yu Fan's burning body and said angrily: "Who is it! Who dares to harm Yu Zhongxiang? "

Jin Mao turned his head and glared at Zhang Yan, the magistrate of Zhuji County: "Tell me! Are they the beasts hiding in the city?"

Since the city gates were opened and Yu Fan, Zhang Yan and others were released, the local tyrants in Zhuji County closed the gates again. They did not have the courage to face Jin Mao directly.

Zhang Yan was in a dilemma. No matter how he answered, he would be affected.

Fortunately, Yu Fan was not dead yet. He grabbed Jin Mao's hand tightly and begged, "Ming Gong, please take your men and retreat first. I'm fine."

Jin Mao finally regained some of his sanity and took out the water bag he brought with him: "Zhong Xiang, drink some water. I'll take you into the city to get treatment."

"Ming Gong!" Yu Fan insisted: "You retreat first!"

Jin Mao patted Yu Fan on the back of his hand and comforted him, "Don't worry, I promise I won't make such a low-level mistake."

Only then did Yu Fan feel relieved.

Having someone help Yu to the side, Jin Mao took the wooden trumpet from the horse's back, turned around and yelled at the city gate: "Open the door for me!"

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If you don't open the door, I'll exterminate your entire clan!"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that these three hundred people are just the vanguard. There are another seven hundred elite soldiers behind us. If you're not afraid of death, just wait. We'll slaughter you tomorrow!"

Yu Fan, who was standing by, was holding on for dear life, but when he heard this, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"My Lord, County Assistant Yu has fainted!" Bai Shi, who was supporting Yu Fan, was horrified.

"Clang!" Jin Mao immediately drew his sword.

The three hundred people behind him instantly became alert and shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The powerful people in Zhuji dared not wait and see any longer and quickly opened the door.

Jin Mao sheathed his sword, and the three hundred guards put away their weapons in disappointment. They envied Team Two because they could often raid houses, which was a lucrative job.

Just as Jin Mao was about to enter the city, Zhang Yan suddenly stopped him and said, "The Shanyue near Zhuji County have been making a lot of trouble recently. On behalf of the entire county, I invite Jin Wushang to stay in Zhuji."

Jin Mao frowned, but now was not the time to ask, so he nodded: "Thank you for the invitation."

Inside Zhuji City.

The most famous doctor happened to be a member of a powerful family, and Jin Mao "politely" invited him to treat Yu Fan.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if the patient cannot be cured or dies, the personal guards have been waiting to play the three-tribe match-3 game.

Now, there is no writer.

Jin Mao was very distressed: "Do you want me to write a letter to Zhu Hao?"

Forget it. If I really do that, it might lead to the appearance of Zhu Jun, a big Buddha. I can’t afford to offend him.

But things have to be done.

"As long as the evidence is real, just find someone to write it."

The next day, Zhang Yan was summoned by Jin Mao with great trepidation. Logically, since the two were of the same level, he didn't need to pay any attention to him.

"I've seen Jinwushang." Zhang Yan's face and beard were wrinkled, and his features could not be seen clearly, let alone his expression.

Jin Mao was born in the year of the dog, and his face could change easily. Now he had something to ask of him, and he smiled broadly, as if he was the grandson of Zhang Yan, sweeping the couch to welcome him: "Mr. Zhang, please take a seat."

Zhang Yan became even more panicked, and tried to refuse again and again. In the end, he could not resist and knelt down, but in a very humble manner: "Is Jinwu injured?"

"Hey, I have this matter and would like to ask Mr. Zhang for help."

Zhang Yan repeatedly said "I dare not" and said obediently: "Please tell me, as long as Jinwushang can be used, I will definitely help."

"Great!" Jin Mao told the story of writing the letter to Zhu Hao, asking only for a fair account.

Of course, it’s not the kind of justice that can be forced at the point of a knife.

Zhang Yan stroked his beard slowly, as if he was thinking. In fact, he was already very happy in his heart, he was just wondering how to express it best.

"To be honest with you, Jin Wushang, I once had a teacher-student relationship with the Second Young Master Zhu Hao. At that time, the Second Young Master came to Zhuji to study..."

When the old man starts talking, he keeps on talking endlessly.

To sum up, Zhu Hao came to Zhuji to study, and Zhang Yan had the honor of teaching Zhu Hao. The two had similar personalities and became close friends regardless of age difference.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Jinmao had never thought that such a good thing would happen, and immediately came to pay a great tribute.

"Please be sure to write this letter for me. I will reward you handsomely later!"

"It's just a piece of cake." Zhang Yan waved his hand modestly and breathed a sigh of relief. From now on, as long as Zhang Yan and his family don't commit suicide, they won't have to be afraid of this evil god anymore.

After all, Jinmao has never broken his promise. If he says he will destroy your clan, he will never let a single dog escape.

Two days later, Zhang Yan had someone send the truthful letter to Shangyu.

The big thing is half done.

More than 700 new recruits arrived outside Zhuji County, so Jin Mao had time to think of some crooked ideas.

Seeing that the powerful people in Zhuji County were very rich, while the ordinary Han people were very poor, Jinmao became restless again.

Fortunately, the powerful people were also smart and sent Zhang Yan expensive gifts, hoping to make peace with this evil god.

Zhang Yan was a very smart man. He turned around and gave the valuable gift to Jinmao without any error. He did not take any credit for it and always told the truth.

"Jinwushang, this is a gift prepared for you by each family. They asked me to be the middleman and give it to you."

Jin Mao said embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhang, there is no need to distinguish between us so clearly."

He accepted it without hesitation and said in distress, "Mr. Zhang, look at my men. Most of them don't even have a decent weapon."

"Alas, you don't know that every time we fight with Shanyue, we suffer heavy losses..."

Baba cried poor.

Zhang Yan understood the meaning of this. After all, the military equipment of Zhuji County was not his private property, so he generously said, "There are some military equipment in the county."

"There aren't many, so let's lend it to Jin Wushang first."

“Hahaha!” Jin Mao grinned till his ears were full: “Okay, okay, okay!”

Whether or not to return borrowed weapons is another matter.

What Jin Mao didn't expect was that Zhang Yan stripped off all the weapons and armor of the county soldiers and sent them all to him.

Zhang Yan only said: "These people are just for show but not for use. Giving them weapons is a sheer waste. It would be better to lend them all to Jin Wushang."

"However, the defense of Zhuji County will be empty in the future..."

“Hahaha!” Jin Mao was overjoyed, and he found the old man more pleasing to the eye: “Okay! Leave the defense of Zhuji to me.”

"Mr. Zhang, I promise you!"

"If you let a Shanyue into the city, I will take your surname!"

"No, no." Zhang Yan smiled so hard that his eyes were completely invisible. He was extremely happy.

The two of them completed the handover of Zhuji County tacitly, and from then on, Zhuji County had to be named Jin.

...

On the other hand, Pan Lin, Gong Lei and the other team of 300 people were not doing well.

The reason is nothing else but that there are too few people to effectively restrain them.

Yongning County, where the Southern Commander of Kuaiji County led his troops to station, is located in the southeast of the Yao people's ancestral land, 300 miles away from the seaside.

On the second day after Jinmao arrived in Zhuji County, Pan Lin and others arrived near Yongning County.

After preliminary observation, the Southern Commander should have more than a thousand men under his command, but definitely less than two thousand.

This is good news.

However, bad things happened.

The Baiyue people in the vicinity are almost extinct because the two strongest tribes nearby, the Yao and the Minyue, are both working under Jin Mao.

Near Yongning County, there were only a few thousand Dongou Yue people who had long since surrendered to the rule of the Han Dynasty.

When talking about the Dongou Yue people, we have to mention the Southern Commander of Kuaiji County.

Originally, the Southern Commandery was stationed in Zhang'an County, north of Yongning County. However, in 140 AD, the remnants of the former Dong'ou Kingdom staged a large-scale rebellion, and Emperor Shun of Han ordered the Southern Commandery of Kuaiji to quell the rebellion.

After the war, the southern Duwei of Kuaiji moved south, established Yongning County, and permanently blocked the sea route to Yongning County.

As a result, the Ouyue people, who originally lived by the sea, became the Shanyue people of today, and have lived in the mountains for generations.

At that time, most of the troops of the Southern Commandery of Kuaiji were naval forces.

Now it is the 44th year of Chengping in Yongning County. The Southern Commandery of Kuaiji has long been degraded, the navy is in name only, and the land army is large instead.

This is the problem that Pan Lin and Gong Lei encountered.

(End of this chapter)