Chapter 123 Zuo Qianhu

When Taoist Tianmen and Taoist Wang Chengwu arrived at the granary with fifty Taoists, many soldiers had already surrounded it.

But when they saw Zuo Lengchan standing in the center with a sword, they knew that there would be no problem here.

When the White-haired Immortal Bu Chen saw the Taoist priests coming, he immediately made way for them and said with a smile, "Please be quick!"

"Brother Bu, don't worry about my poor work." Taoist Priest Tianmen responded with a smile. After dozens of Taoists entered, they couldn't help but gasp when they saw the mountains of food.
How much is this?
"Everyone, let's act quickly!" Taoist Tianmen came to his senses and immediately urged.

Everyone reacted and immediately divided into groups to arrange work.

At the entrance to the granary, Zuo Lengchan held a long sword in his hand, looked at the soldiers in front of him, and said calmly: "Who else is dissatisfied? Feel free to come up and ask for advice. I, Zuo, will accept it!"

The soldiers looked at each other and dared not move forward.

Don't be fooled by this old man's age and skinny figure. His speed and strength are several levels higher than those young people in their prime.

He went to that station with one man and one sword and defeated seven small flags and five centurions in a row. If he wanted to defeat more, he would have to ask the thousand-householders for help.

However, for some reason, Qianhu has not shown up, and it is these minions who are making trouble here.

Not long after, the soldiers in the front row suddenly felt that the pressure around them was less.

When they looked back, they found that many of their comrades had left without them noticing.

Without the support of a large army, some people who were interested had to give up temporarily and gradually dispersed from the door of the granary.

Seeing this, Bu Chen walked out of the Iron Gun Team, cupped his hands and said, "Only the head brother can suppress this group of people, otherwise they really plan to charge in."

"Humph!"

Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "It's just bluffing. With Lord Ou here, they wouldn't dare to force their way in even if they had the courage."

Then, he looked at Bu Chen and added gently: "Junior Brother Bu did a great job this time. He won face for Songshan, and Lord Ou was also very satisfied."

After hearing this, Bu Chen smiled and said cheerfully, "This is also due to the good teaching of the head brother!"

Zuo Lengchan patted Bu Chen's shoulder and couldn't help thinking in his heart, if this was a matter of reward based on merit, this junior brother would make a fortune.

At the same time, after Li Chengxun asked the four captains to leave, he looked at Ou Zanghua and couldn't help but smile and said, "Brother Ou, you played this trick beautifully. Not to mention these soldiers, even I was fooled by you."

As he spoke, Li Chengxun pointed to the side and said, "I even left a copy for Junior Brother Ou."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li, for your care. I am very grateful." Ou Zanghua quickly bowed his hands to express his gratitude, and then explained seriously: "Just now, there were outsiders around, and my voice was a little loud. Please forgive me, Senior Brother Li."

Li Chengxun was stunned for a moment, and after he reacted, he pointed at Ou Zanghua and laughed.

After laughing, Li Chengxun reminded him, "But then again, it's unrealistic for Junior Brother Ou to monopolize that batch of food!"

"Please rest assured, Senior Brother Li, I have no intention of monopolizing the goods. My idea is to exchange supplies with you at a price slightly lower than the market price." Ou Zanghua nodded and said calmly.

Li Chengxun understood and said gently: "Then we will discuss in detail after you confirm the quantity."

"correct,"

Li Chengxun continued, "Lord Xiantai wrote me a reply saying that your subordinate Zuo Lengchan is an excellent martial artist and captured Chen Fu, one of the rebel leaders, alive. There will be no problem in promoting him to the rank of a thousand households. In addition, the four leaders of this sneak attack, Ding Mian, Tang Ying'e, Zhang Jingchao, and Bu Chen, performed excellently and can be promoted to the rank of a hundred households. The other leaders also performed well and can be promoted to general flags." "Thank you, Brother Li." Ou Zanghua felt happy after hearing this.

But Zuo Qianhu.
He is also highly skilled in martial arts.
Eh?
"What's wrong?" Li Chengxun saw that Ou Zanghua looked a little puzzled, so he asked casually, "Brother Ou, do you think there is something wrong?"

"No, no, I think it's great!" Ou Zanghua came back to his senses and responded with a smile.

It was already dusk when Ou Zanghua came out of the central army camp. When he walked to his tent, he saw Taoist Tianmen and Taoist Wang Chengwu already waiting there.

He immediately quickened his pace and walked over, smiling and bowing, saying: "Thank you for your hard work, Taoist priests. Please follow me inside!"

Taoist Tianmen and Taoist Wang Chengwu quickly bowed in return, then followed Ou Zanghua into the tent.

Without waiting for Ou Zanghua to speak, Taoist Tianmen took out a register and said, "Sir Ou, this is the register left by the traitor. I and others conducted a survey based on this, and the error is very small."

Taoist Wang Chengwu said in a panic: "I have counted and found that the rebels have 85,700 dan of grain in their granaries."

"How much?!" Ou Zanghua was so shocked that he almost overturned his table.

"Master Ou heard it right, it's 85,700 dan," Taoist Tianmen stepped forward and said with certainty.

"Oh, these people are really..." Ou Zanghua had a hundred swear words in his mind, but he forced himself to hold them back.

You should know that Jiangxi only handed over 570,000 dan of grain last year, but one prefecture was able to produce more than 80,000 dan. Jiangxi has thirteen prefectures and one state, and a total of seventy-seven counties.

Taoist priest Tianmen continued, "According to the traitor's registration book, they also transported 20,000 dan."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Ou Zanghua couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this.

Taoist Priest Tianmen and Taoist Priest Wang Chengwu looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, just like true Taoist masters and immortal cultivators.

Ou Zanghua opened the registration book and took a look. It was a thread-bound book with rough workmanship.

He hesitated for a while, but did not change the data in the end. Instead, he closed the register and said, "I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Taoist priests. Go back and have a rest first!"

"I'll take my leave." The two Taoist priests bowed slightly and slowly walked out of the tent.

Ou Zanghua pondered for a long time under the candlelight, copied the registration book, and prepared to arrange for someone to send it to Li's Mansion in the capital tomorrow. This matter should not be handled by him, a small editor of the Hanlin Academy and deputy envoy of Jiangxi Province.

Tell the tall person the news, and he will have to worry about how to deal with the rest.

The next morning, Ou Zanghua found Li Chengxun and told him that he was ready to sell 28,500 dan of grain in exchange for 14,250 taels of silver.

Then, the money was distributed to more than 500 warriors according to the severity of their injuries, including 50 taels for the 102 dead.

When Ou Zanghua calculated this number, he felt a chill in his heart. He had never felt so clearly that the gap between people could be so huge.

Suddenly, Ou Zanghua remembered the spoils that Li Chengxun had left for him alone. He hurried over and opened the box, and saw that it contained 1,200 taels of silver.

So he decisively increased the amount of spoils distributed to the fallen soldiers to sixty taels.

The only thing to be thankful for is that this is only the distribution of spoils of war, and the court's pension is another matter.
(End of this chapter)