Summoning the Peak of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 187
Chapter 186: Defying the Heavens
"You two came to look for me at the same time, there must be something big!"

After Zhang Jiao glanced at the two of them, he sat down again and said lightly, "Let's be honest, it's already been calculated by you anyway, and I can't refuse it!"

Zhang Jiao's tone was flat, but his words revealed boundless resentment. Seeing this, Nan Hua said coldly, "Do you have any resentment in your heart for being a teacher?"

The cold tone made people feel that the two were not only masters and apprentices, but also seemed to be enemies.

Zhang Jiao didn't look at Nanhua, but looked up at the starry sky and said stiffly, "I don't dare."

"That is resentment!" Nan Hua's face was slightly moved, and he sighed, "You must think that the master is using your apprentice to achieve the purpose of destroying the Han."

"Isn't it?" Zhang Jiao sneered.

Zhang Jiao was originally just a poor Confucian scholar. He was accepted as a Taoist priest by Nanhua. However, Zhang Jiao, a Taoist, turned the Taoists into a rut. And willingly went the opposite way.

Nan Hua is not bad for Zhang Jiao, even the Taoist treasure "Tai Ping Yao Shu" was passed on to Zhang Jiao, but the so-called deep hatred of love, when Zhang Jiao knew everything, his resentment towards Nan Hua, the master, naturally deepened. .

"That's your own choice, no one is forcing you!" Nan Hua sighed softly.

"I have no choice at all!"

Zhang Jiao yelled angrily, and then mocked: "The orthodoxy of the Hundred Schools is really powerful. 400 years ago, the Great Qin was destroyed by you, and now the Great Han will repeat the same mistakes under your control."

Zhang Jiao is extremely afraid of Nanhua, these people from hundreds of schools who are hidden in the dark. They have the ability and means to destroy the big man, but they don't do it themselves. They just walk among the major forces, and the world has been captured if they talk about it. The chaos is developing in the direction of their hearts.

Maybe he is still the one in the palace, and he is just a pawn in the game between hundreds of schools of thought.Zhang Jiao thought to himself.

"Hehe, if you didn't choose, why did this seat choose?" Nanhua laughed at himself and said, "Whether Qin or Han, their rise and fall are determined by themselves, without you and me, the process results will not change. I can't help it…”

"Don't be hypocritical." Zhang Jiao interrupted Nan directly, disdainfully saying, "Tell me the purpose of your trip!"

Nan Hua sighed when he heard the words, while Hu Zhao on the side stood up with a smile and said, "Since Brother Zhang is determined to weaken the world's family, we are naturally here to help you!"

"It turns out that in your eyes, my actions can only weaken the family!" Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly. He also understood in his heart that what Hu Zhao said was the truth, and from the moment the family started the war, the Yellow Turbans had already entered the countdown to death.

But Zhang Jiao was not reconciled. After struggling for so many years, Zhang Jiao was only trying to find a way out for the people of the world. If he could not get rid of his fate in the end, what was the point of his fighting?
The world belongs to the people of the world, and it is not unique to the aristocratic family. Even if it goes against the sky, I, Zhang Jiao, will snatch the world from the hands of the aristocratic family!Zhang Jiao kept admonishing himself in his heart, and only in this way would he have the motivation to continue fighting.

After hearing what Hu Zhao said, Zhang Jiao felt even more bitter in his heart, and he still couldn't refuse!
Zhang Jiao is not a puppet, but he feels that there is an invisible thread controlling him. He wants to get rid of the control of the Baijia, but the Baijia is not for the name, the second is not for the benefit, and the third is not for the power, and even took the initiative to send some even Zhang Jiao. The benefits that can't be rejected, what can Zhang Jiao do?Can only suffer and be happy!

"Last time I was asked to take food from the noble family, but what is it this time?" Zhang Jiao said lightly, the reason why he agreed with them was because the Yellow Turbans had nowhere to go.

Hu Zhao took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Zhang Jiao.

"This is the list of aristocratic families under the Yellow Turbans who have stored grains of more than [-] grains. With this list, you will be able to gather food rations for the million Yellow Turbans for more than a year in a short period of time."

"hiss!"

Zhang Jiao hurriedly grabbed the list from Hu Zhao, and when he saw that it was written all over it, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"The Kwantung family is so rich, even if the Han treasury is emptied, the income is less than half of the list!" Zhang Jiao muttered to himself.

It is estimated that there are hundreds of aristocratic families written on Hu Zhao's list. In addition, Hu Zhao also divided these families into three groups, [-] to [-] shi, a group of [-] to [-] shi, and a group of more than [-] shi. Group.

You must know that the family has more resources than food, and it is only the family in the area occupied by the Yellow Turbans that has so many reserves, what about the unoccupied land?

Astronomical numbers.

The Yellow Turbans can only continue to survive if they take food from the aristocratic family!
"Brother Hu, is this list true?" Zhang Jiao asked excitedly.

It was impossible for Zhang Jue to not be excited. With these grains as support, even if the land occupied before was lost, the Yellow Turbans would be enough to support the largest offensive, conquering the capital of the Han emperor in one fell swoop, thus changing his fate against the sky.

"Of course!"

Seeing this, Hu Zhao chuckled and said, "With these grains as a guarantee, Brother Zhang's defiant move should improve his odds of winning by [-]%."

Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, then turned to smile bitterly: "Is it only [-]% more?"

"The support of thousands of people in Kanto will give the Yellow Turbans a [-]% chance of winning. And..."

Hu Zhao looked at Zhang Jiao seriously and continued! "The unity within the Yellow Turbans can be achieved again!"

"Is it only [-]%?"

Zhang Jiao asked unwillingly: "It has to be [-]%!"

Acting against the sky is not so easy, and it is already a big step from a certain defeat to having a [-]% chance of winning, but Zhang Jiao is still not satisfied.

If he doesn't even have a [-]% certainty, isn't it because of his own selfishness that he has harmed tens of millions of people?

Zhang Jiao couldn't afford to lose. Once he failed, it would be equivalent to the people losing to the aristocratic family, and the people would be ruled by the aristocratic family again, so he had to try his best to win, even if it was a single point.

"The fourth percent chance of winning is your own safety, Zhang Jue. As soon as you die, the Yellow Turban will disintegrate immediately!"

Hu Zhao said solemnly, "So Brother Zhang, you have to take care of your health!"

"I know. I must not die before overthrowing the country where the big man is rotten to the core!"

Although Zhang Jiao's face was pale, his tone was extremely firm.

"As for the fifth percent, it depends on human effort."

Hu Zhao hesitated for a while, and after seeing Nan Hua nod at him, he leaned into Zhang Jiao's ear and whispered something.

And while listening, Zhang Jiao's eyes widened, his eyes full of excitement and disbelief.

Actually mentioned [-]%!
"Brother Kong Ming, please accept Zhang Jiao."

"Absolutely not!"

Hu Zhao quickly stopped him and said solemnly, "Whether the people have a future depends entirely on you, Brother Zhang!"

"Zhang Jiao did his best."

Looking at Zhang Jiao with a determined face, Nan Hua sighed in his heart. It was Zhang Jiao who possessed such audacity that he chose him in the first place. Facts have proved that his choice was correct.

(End of this chapter)