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Chapter 15 Panlong Castle

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    The wooden bridge on the Panlong River can only be wide enough for one car and horse to pass. Because it is located in northern Xinjiang, Huns often harass the interior in September every year when the grass is yellow and the horses are fat. Therefore, the Gongsun family built a wooden bridge on the river.  , and there is a beacon tower at a high place. Once the smoke rises, the bridge will be set on fire immediately. With the river blocking it on three sides, even thousands of troops cannot get across.  Master Zimu also asked people to place huge rocks in the shallow water near the bridge during the dry season in spring to create artificial reefs, making it difficult for ships to cross the river. Therefore, although Panlong Pavilion is located on the border of Youzhou, it is as stable as Mount Tai.

    Huang Shu and his party slowly walked across the wooden bridge and saw the whole Panlong Pavilion. The city wall was seven miles in circumference, with a huge stone foundation built with loess, gravel, lime, and mixed glutinous rice juice; the wall fort  It is one foot and five feet high, with two gates in the north and south. Outside the north gate, a half-moon-shaped trench is dug one foot deep and three feet wide to draw in the river water. In the water, there are giant wooden thorns forked upside down, and a suspension bridge is set above it, which is stirred by an iron lock turntable;  It¡¯s true that one man is in charge and no one can stop him.  Comparing the majestic Panlong Pavilion with the dilapidated Crouching Tiger Pavilion on the other side of the river, it is hard to believe that the two were originally built with the same name

    As the suspension bridge was lowered, a group of heavily armed villagers walked out of the castle. Each of them looked ferocious and definitely not kind. They looked at the caravan as if they were a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. The leader was fat and tall.  With a sinister face, he was the "Large Intestine Butler". Zhu Dayong stood up his chest, put his hands behind his back, raised his chin, walked up to the horse team and asked proudly: "Where are you from? Where are you going? But?  Do you understand the rules of my Panlong Pavilion?"

    ?? Huang Shu hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said with a wretched look: "This villain came from Liaodong and brought some livestock to Qingzhou to sell. He passed through the precious land. Naturally, he understands the rules."

    "You understand the rules of Panlong Pavilion, but do you understand my rules, Mr. Zhu Jiu?" Butler Dachang raised his chin higher.

    Zhang Yan, who was standing at the front of the cavalry team, became furious after hearing the words of the "Large Intestinal Steward". He wanted to be "pushed every ten times" when he passed Panlong Pavilion, but a servant dared to blackmail him. He, the young master of the Yellow Turban Army, had never been so cowardly.  , urging the horse under his crotch, he was about to step forward to argue, but Lao Zheng grabbed his head and squeezed his arm hard, reminding him that a little impatience will ruin a big plan, and the form is not as good as a person, so Zhang Yan had to endure it.  , a baby face turned red with anger.

    Huang Shu, who was also full of anger, forced a more flattering smile and said: "How could I forget your share, Mr. Jiu?" He took out a piece of Hetian white jade from his sleeve and stuffed it into it, and then looked at the large intestine steward.  The villagers behind him were watching eagerly. Huang Shu cursed secretly in his heart, took out a bunch of five-baht coins from his arms and handed them over, saying: "Brothers, please make a bowl of wine!"

    He lowered his head and looked at the five-baht coins in his hand. They were all "finely cast, flat in surface, clear in text, and "Jianwu five-baht" in fine strokes. The "large intestine steward" smiled and nodded.

    We must know that after the middle of the Eastern Han Dynasty, prices rose and currencies depreciated. The five baht coins were poorly made and the quality gradually declined. The larger ones weighed less than 3 grams, and most were around 2 grams. The "shearing wheel five baht" and the "tie ring" appeared successively.  Five Baht', the handwriting is shallow and not obvious, the strokes are thick, and the flesh surface has many scars, which has caused the price to skyrocket and the money and goods are not good enough. It can be said that half of the cause of the chaos in the late Eastern Han Dynasty is the government's ineffective supervision of currency circulation.  .

    ¡°You¡¯re a sensible kid!¡± The ¡®large intestine steward¡¯, whose face turned into a ball of laughter, first put Yu Jue into his arms, and then put the string of five baht coins into his arms.  "Open the gate, let them in, and then find the accounting clerk to calculate the toll tax. The old rule is to draw one out of every ten!"

    "No!"

    As the figures on the castle swayed, the turntable stirred, "Boom!squeak!" The north gate of the castle was lifted up, and the dark doorway was completely opened like a big mouth of a man-eating beast.

    In Panlong Castle, Butler Dachang was looking at the accountant calculating the numbers, and at the same time looking at the horses with greedy eyes, "They are all fat, strong, pure-colored Hun horses. If you get these in your hands and resell them, you will get a lot of money."  The profit is doubled!

    Thinking of this, he said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Boss Huang, Qingzhou is a long way away. Seeing how hard you are selling horses, Master Jiu wants to help you. Most of these horses are old, weak, sick and disabled, and it is difficult for them to plow the land and pull carts.  Out of kindness, how about I take 20,000 yuan for each horse?"

    Looking at the greedy pig intestines in front of him, eating people without spitting out the bones, the yellow mouse was also furious. In the Central Plains, a plow horse is usually worth 20,000 yuan, and a war horse is worth 100,000 yuan, but the war horses from the Xiongnu can  Selling for 200,000 yuan is still normal. Now the world is in turmoil and prices are soaring. It is possible to sell a Xiongnu war horse for 400,000 to 500,000 yuan. However, Zhu Dachang wants to buy his Huns war horse at the price of a usual farm horse.  , it¡¯s true: it¡¯s tolerable, but what¡¯s unbearable!

    "Returning to Master Jiu, Xiao ?"These horses have been booked a long time ago, and I can't give them to you," the yellow mouse replied stiffly.

    "Their money is money, Master Jiu, isn't my money money?" Zhu Dachang showed a fierce look in his eyes and made a gesture at the same time, and the surrounding villagers immediately surrounded him with swords and guns.

    The guys in the cavalry team immediately became alert when they saw this. They all touched the hilts of their knives and guarded the horses. The smarter ones were already secretly observing the roads in the castle, preparing to rush out soon. The impulsive Zhang Yan even more  The sword was half unsheathed, preparing for a fight. Old Zhengtou quickly protected him behind him. The horses were small. If something happened to this young master, how could he be worthy of the spirit of 'General Tiangong' in heaven?  !

    "Hmph I don't know how to show appreciation!" Zhu Dachang, who didn't want to make things worse on the spot, snorted coldly when he saw the movements of the caravan guys. He turned around and walked towards the Zhu family's mansion. These caravans who traveled outside the Great Wall were all knives licking blood.  My dear, if a fight breaks out, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive.

    Returning to the lobby of the Zhu family, the 'Large Intestinal Butler' who was so arrogant just now immediately showed a slave look, trotted all the way to "Master Zimu", knelt down and saluted, and said: "Master Qi, my dear."  The caravan has been brought in, and the accounting office is collecting taxes."

    "Oh, how are the horses?"

    "Back to the young master, they are all fat and strong Huns war horses. The younger one wanted to buy them for 50,000 yuan each (I said 20,000 yuan, quoted 50,000 yuan, I want to take the rebate from the boss, it is really a black-hearted pig intestines)  Come here, who would have thought that the leader of the cavalry team doesn't know how to praise me. Not only does he want to use the knife on me, but he also speaks rudely to you. Please make the decision for me! After saying that, Zhu Dachang hugged Master Zimu's calf and burst into tears.  He looks like he¡¯s been greatly wronged!¡±

    ¡°If you don¡¯t eat the toast, you will be fined with wine!¡±

    "Don't touch them yet. There are many people in the castle. They are driving their horses and must be heading south along the river bank. Longshou Slope, fifty miles away, is where they must pass. It is also their only choice for camping tonight.  Bring sixty soldiers with you and bring back all the horses with me. Since they don¡¯t want money, let¡¯s keep them with their lives. Go down quickly and prepare, don¡¯t reveal any flaws!¡± Mr. Zimu opened his eyes suddenly!  Those big peach blossom eyes revealed bursts of murderous intent!

    "I understand, little one!" Zhu Dachang nodded desperately, showing a triumphant smile, and then bowed and slowly backed away.

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