Zhang Hui turned his eyes and looked at the three directions of Dashengguan, Chenjia Village, and Longquan Temple, and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Wu, please take the brothers to Longquan Temple, surround him, and arrest them all."

After making arrangements for Wu Baihu, who was the first to come over to ask him, Zhang Hui turned to look at the other person: "In addition, I have to trouble Brother Qian, and go with me to Dashengguan to arrest people, and then go to Chenjiacun to clear up the chaos.

Thief."

Wu Baihu was the first to nod, looked back at his subordinates who were already preparing to go, and waved his hand: "Go to Longquan Temple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Baihu had already rushed to the southwest with his Baihu Jinyi Guards.

Zhang Hui looked towards Dasheng Pass in the northwest: "Brother Qian, let's keep going."

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Dashengguan has now become a huge cargo distribution center.

Countless grains and supplies hoarded in Yingtian Mansion were transported out through Dasheng Port. Together with the grain and grass transportation from Hangzhou Fucang, they helped the people on both sides of the Yangtze River.

In the busy Dasheng Port, the sweat from the workers fighting against the pack fell drop by drop on the snow, and the hot steam melted inch by inch of snow, so that outside Dasheng Pass there was a vast expanse of white, while in Dasheng Port there was a vast expanse of white.

In Shengguan, there is no snow everywhere.

On the port pier, there are large flat-bottomed river boats docked. As long as the cabins are full, they will raise their sails and sail upstream.

The government officers at Dasheng Pass are scattered everywhere, watching the progress of various tasks.

The task that the laborers of Chenjiacun received today was to transport a thousand tons of grain, grass, medicinal materials and other materials to a large ship at the port.

As long as they complete these things, each of the dozens of laborers from Chenjia Village will receive fifty cents.

The wages given by the imperial court this time were very generous, and they were not included in the corvee, nor were they deducted from the wages of the laborers, but of course they had to do more work.

After loading all the goods onto the ship, the laborers in Chenjiacun still need to reorganize several roads near the port and the elevated warehouses where the goods are temporarily stored. Only then can they get today's wages from Dashengguanyi.<

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Although the sun is out of sight, most of the afternoon has passed at this moment.

Most of the one thousand tons of supplies were also moved onto the ship.

Taking advantage of the break, Chen Sanhu in the crowd wiped the sweat from his forehead, drank some hot water to moisten his throat, and walked into an elevated warehouse next to the port that had been evacuated.

"Today, people from Wangjiazhuang came to me and told me what they heard. I scolded them and warned them that if they said this again, they would report it to Guanyi."
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As Chen Sanhu spoke, he walked up to Chen Sheng who was checking the quantity of today's transportation. He picked up the large bowl of warm water placed in Chen Sheng's hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

After Chen Sheng finished calculating the last account, he raised his head and looked at Chen Sanhu: "The matter is almost done. Now no one can know where the news spread."

Chen Sanhu chuckled, rested his arms on the table and sat down. He stretched his head and looked at Chen Sheng: "When can we go to the south? I heard that the land in the south is free. You can buy a field for a hundred taels of silver."

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Chen Sheng glared at Chen Sanhu, tore off a page from the account book in front of him and sent it to Chen Sanhu: "Put this away and give it away later while doing casual work."

Chen Sanhu did not answer, but looked at Chen Sheng: "I still have to do things for them! When will I do it? In the past two days, I always feel that I am being watched."

Chen Sheng snorted coldly: "We have their handle, and they also have our handle. If you don't give it away, what do you want to do?"

Chen Sanhu showed a trace of ferocity on his face.

"You have to pay more!"

"I have shouldered such a big crime for them. I will probably not be able to be buried in my ancestors' graves in the future. Whoever wants to do it will do it without paying for it!"

After scolding, Chen Sanhu glanced carefully at Chen Sheng, who had a gloomy face.

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Chen Sheng directly slapped the piece of paper recording the amount of supplies shipped out of the entire Dasheng Pass today in front of Chen Sanhu: "This is the last thing. After it is done, I have another three hundred taels of silver!"

After hearing that there were another three hundred taels of silver, Chen Sanhu's expression changed in the blink of an eye. His face was full of joy, and he immediately stuffed the piece of paper into his arms.

"I'll take care of it right away. Don't worry, I'll keep it safe."

After saying that, Chen Sanhu turned around and walked out.

But after turning around, his face turned cold, and his eyes were no longer shining with concealment.

If Chen Sheng hadn't been the leader of the force in Chenjiacun, and he couldn't get around this man, how could he have let his relative who was a flag officer in the Beijing army take him with him?

After this time's work was completed, I got the money I deserved from Longquan Temple and went south.

My family and my relatives are buying land together. Let’s see how arrogant Chen Sheng will be when the time comes.

Chen Sheng, who was thinking that he would buy some women from Jiaozhi Road after going south, had already walked to the door of the warehouse feeling happy.

Just when he was about to raise his head and step out, he seemed to be blocked by a steel plate.

When he raised his head, his whole body trembled immediately, his legs softened almost instantly, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

Feiyu suit.

Embroidered spring knife.

These people are from Jinyiwei!

Something happened.

Chen Sanhu was about to turn around and call out to alert Chen Sheng when the corner of his mouth was hit hard by a scabbard.

Chen Sanhu was tilted to one side by the impact. In his shocked and frightened boy's eyes, several blood-stained teeth flashed across his sight.

"Chen Sheng!"

Finally, Chen Sanhu shouted.

In the warehouse, Chen Sheng was about to pack up his accounts and go to Dashengguanyi Station when he heard the shouts of Chen Sanhu who had just left.

He was suddenly shocked: "Not good!"

For a moment, Chen Sheng turned pale.

I immediately stopped thinking about it and turned around to flee to the other side of the warehouse.

But before he could even take two steps, he was stopped by a group of guards in uniform.

"You..."

"You...what are you going to do..."

Chen Sheng's calves began to tremble, his voice trembled, and his steps kept moving back: "I, I... I, I, I didn't do anything..."

There was a trace of disdain on Zhang Hui's face.

Is this guy the one who caused such a big thing?

Zhang Hui said coldly with a calm face: "I heard that your name is Chen Sheng?"

Chen Sheng's legs were trembling and he kept retreating. He didn't notice the wooden box behind him, and he tripped to the ground. He nodded in horror: "I... it's me..."

Zhang Hui's hand had quietly rested on the handle of the knife, and he took two steps forward to approach Chen Sheng: "You know what you have done, right?"

Chen Sheng shook his head repeatedly: "I, I, I...I didn't do it...I didn't do anything!"

Zhang Hui mocked: "Are you worthy of being called Chen Sheng? I, the Ming Dynasty, will not revive the affairs of the former Qin Dynasty."

Zhang Hui, full of murderous intent, looked down at Chen Sheng, giving him great fear.

Finally, Chen Sheng couldn't control himself anymore and screamed. He didn't know where the courage and strength came from, but he got up in front of Zhang Hui and other royal guards, and ran away without knowing the direction.

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Zhang Hui curled his lips and silently unsheathed his embroidered spring knife.

Step out with your left foot and take a strong step.

Zhang Hui had already clasped Chen Sheng's shoulder with one hand, and held the Xiuchun knife in his other hand. He drilled directly into the opponent's back and came out. The blood-drinking Xiuchun knife had no trace of it.

The one who blocked him appeared in front of Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng saw the Xiuchundao growing out of his chest, and also saw Chen Sanhu who was brought to him, smelling like shit and urine.

Then, he felt as if a hot iron rod was constantly stirring in his chest.

At this time, he could no longer feel the pain.

When Chen Sheng felt that his entire chest was empty, he had stopped breathing without even a scream, and stood limply in front of Chen Sanhu with the embroidered spring knife.

Winter.

Zhang Hui's hand on Chen Sheng's shoulder gently pushed forward, and the corpse fell in front of Chen Sanhu.

And he walked up to Chen Sanhu, inserted the Xiuchun knife on the ground, pressed the handle of the knife with his palm, and looked blankly at Chen Sanhu, who was frightened to death and kept vomiting filth in his mouth.

"I've explained things clearly, and I'll give you a good time."
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