The Nameless of the Common Clans

A touch of sandalwood overflowed into the air from the incense burner, and the whole study was filled with a faint aroma. Behind the carved bookcase, Zang Hong held a bamboo slip and read it carefully. Chen Mo knelt down by the window, lost in thought.

It had been three days since Zhou Yuan was sent away. Chen Mo still remembered the hunched back of Mr. Gao Wang when he left three days ago, as if he had aged ten years in one day.

According to the law, the slaughterhouse is undoubtedly a serious crime, but for some reason, after Zhou Yuan was arrested, Chen Mo didn't feel as happy as he did after solving the case. Instead, he felt like something was weighing on his heart in the past three days. Not the taste.

"It's been three days." After a long time, Zang Hong put down the bamboo slips, looked at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly smiled: "Still can't figure it out?"

"Teacher, I'm wondering if Zhou Yuan was at fault?" Chen Mo asked.

"What do you think?" Zang Hong looked at Chen Mo and asked.

"Nowadays, everyone in the streets is saying that Zhou Yuan should be killed, but if we really look into it carefully, shouldn't the root cause of this matter be that Liang Huan? Chen Mo asked."

"It's true that they deserved to be killed. Thousands of people died. Before the Yellow Turban Bandits arose, this massacre could shock the world." Zang Hong nodded.

"The teacher also thinks he is wrong?" Chen Mo looked at Zang Hong.

"Yes, but guilty." Zang Hong shook his head.

"But everyone said that he had gone too far. He just wanted to kill the culprit. Why bother?" Chen Mo expressed everyone's point of view. He was in a position of profit. He would make friends with young masters from aristocratic families, as well as people from all walks of life, traffickers, and lackeys. So the news It came quickly.

"You just need to think about it, what would you do if you were replaced by Zhou Yuan?" Zang Hong asked.

"Me?" Chen Mo closed his eyes and thought carefully. If he were in that kind of environment, someone would dare to come and smash up his home and beat his mother...

Opening his eyes, Chen Mo's eyes were a little red: "Maybe it's even more intense than him!"

As for how intense it was, Chen Mo didn't say. He couldn't imagine what would happen if his mother encountered such a thing.

"So, I say he is right. After all, no one knows how he came here all these years, and how much hatred has accumulated in his heart. But as a teacher, there is no doubt about his guilt. As before What he said is pity, but his crime deserves punishment." Zang Hong sighed: "It's a pity."

That Zhou Yuan was also a talented person, but it was a pity that he was ruined.

Chen Mo nodded, feeling a little depressed. He stood up and said, "Teacher, I want to learn the art of war."

"Why?" Zang Hong asked doubtfully: "I just got the news that the left Zhonglang general Huangfu Song and the right Zhonglang general Zhu Jun defeated the Yellow Turban bandits in Yingchuan in May, and the North Zhonglang general Lu Gong also led them in April. The elite marched north to Jizhou and won consecutive battles. The Yellow Turban bandits have been restrained. I am afraid that they will be destroyed in a short time. I am afraid that by the time you have mastered it, it will be useless. It is natural to learn the art of war, but as a teacher, I think there is no rush. "

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "This disciple has a vague feeling that the Yellow Turban Rebellion is just the beginning, and there will probably be more wars in the future. This disciple wants to learn the art of war early, not to mention becoming a prince or a general, but if there is chaos in the future, at least he can have his own freedom." The power of protection!”

Zang Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Chen Mo and said, "Did anyone teach you what Mo'er said?"

Chen Mo said blankly: "No one taught me?"

"Then how can you tell?" Zang Hong frowned.

"When I checked the tax books in the past few days, I found that the imperial tax is extremely heavy, but the tax received by the county is no more than in previous years. Then I checked the household registration..."

"That's enough!" Zang Hong interrupted Chen Mo and said: "Don't mention this matter again, and don't discuss it with anyone anymore. Being a teacher does not mean you are proficient in the art of war. It can be taught to you. As for how much you can learn, it depends on you. It’s up to you.”

"Disciple understands." Chen Mo bowed.

In the following time, Chen Mo's life became regular again. In addition to occasionally going out to visit friends and playing with his friends, he spent more time studying.

Zang Hong would also teach Chen Mo about Confucianism and Legalism every day. In Zang Hong's words, these things contained the great principles and great wisdom left by the sages. However, in addition to learning these, he also began to give Chen Mo several military books. Chen Mo studied it on his own.

Practice martial arts, eat, study, study, and sleep.

Chen Mo's life was simple and fulfilling. Tang Yuan's plan to sneak into the Yellow Turban to gain training was put on hold because his father beat him severely afterwards. Chen Mo did not see him for the next month.

Until a month later, when Chen Mo met Tang Yuan again, the child was still limping. However, the child also had a stubborn temper and still did not give up the idea. It was just that he was unable to walk now and could only wait until he recovered from his injuries before leaving.

But he didn't wait for this opportunity.

In the next few months, all the news came about the defeat of the Yellow Turbans. After Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun defeated Yingchuan Bocai, they quickly recovered Chen Guo, Runan, Chenliu and other places. Most of the Yellow Turbans in the Central Plains were wiped out. Following June, Zhu Jun led his troops south to attack the Yellow Turbans in Nanyang, while Huangfu Song led his troops north to Jizhou.

Nanyang Qushuai Zhang Mancheng was also beheaded in June.

In August, although the outcome was not decided, it was first reported that Xuzhou Qu Commander Lei Gong was beheaded by his subordinates, and most of the Xuzhou Yellow Turban Army surrendered. Then Bu Ji and other Yellow Turban Qu Commanders were captured alive, and beheaded, followed by the generals. The virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao also died of illness. Suddenly, the entire Yellow Turban Army was completely leaderless, with only Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao still leading the army in Guangzong to confront the Han army.

In September, Huangfu Song defeated Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang died in battle. In November, Huangfu Song defeated Zhang Bao's more than 100,000 Yellow Turban troops in Shangquyang, and Zhang Bao died in battle.

At this point, the main force of the Yellow Turbans was completely wiped out. Although there were still remnants of the Taiping Sect in various places, with the deaths of Zhang Jue, Zhang Liang, and Zhang Bao, Tang Yuan had not waited for his injuries to heal before the Yellow Turbans were defeated, and his plan to go out for training could only be aborted.

Until this time, many people still found it hard to believe that the Taiping Sect rebellion, which swept the entire world with great fanfare, was almost like the end of the Han Dynasty at the beginning of the year. It was quickly extinguished in just nine months. The speed was so fast that it was shocking.

However, after a war that spread all over the world, it was followed by a plague, including a large-scale plague in Qingzhou. This year was really a catastrophe, and disasters continued to come.

As if to change the country's destiny, the court changed the reign title from Guanghe to Zhongping at the beginning of the year. However, because the war had not been spread, Chen Mo did not know about the change of the reign title until the end of the year. However, for people like them, it seemed that there was no difference between changing the reign title and not changing it. The epidemic after the war seemed to be more terrifying than the Taiping Rebellion. In just one month, all counties in Qingzhou were under martial law, and checkpoints were set up at various intersections to prohibit merchants from passing. This disaster lasted until April of the second year of Zhongping before it was considered stable. However, no one knew how many people died in the plague. Many places became deserted cities...