Established a thousand-year family from the end of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 277 Wang Situ ([-])
Five years later

The second year of Yongshou (AD 156)
Liangzhou
Longxi County

Didao County

Decades ago, the people here were taught by the great Confucian Wang Wei, who also taught the Han people in Longxi County how to use manure to compost, and taught the local Qiang people to shepherd their flocks more reasonably. .

Some local tyrants in Liangzhou even sent their family members to Wang Wei to study Confucian classics for free.

Longxi Prefecture
"My lord, if this happens, those Qiang people will rebel." Hearing that Wang Guang, the prefect of Longxi County, wanted to continue to forcibly confiscate the Qiang people's livestock, Cao Dong Zhuo, a soldier of Longxi County, hurriedly persuaded him.

Cao Dong Zhuo, a soldier from Longxi County, was the son of Dong Junya back then, and now he is a 17-year-old dark boy.

"Are you teaching the prefect to do things?" the 34-year-old Wang Guang said disdainfully.

Five years ago, at the age of only 29, he relied on his family's fame and family to give the damaged spider silk soft armor to the general Liang Ji, thus taking the position of prefect of Longxi County.

Those counties and counties in the Central Plains are entrenched by gentry, and corruption in those sites is easy to offend the local gentry. After all, the gentry regard their counties as their own private property, unless you are willing to distribute most of the corrupt money to the local gentry.

But Wang Guang came to stand up to make money, not to kneel down and be a dog for the nobles in the Central Plains, so he came to the remote and dangerous Liangzhou for corruption.

There are almost no gentry in Liangzhou. They can make money at will, and they don't have to share the money with others. They can take the big money by themselves.

"In order to become the prefect of Longxi County, our Wang family even gave away the spider silk armor worn by our ancestors. The cost of this spider silk armor alone will cost hundreds of millions of baht. Billion dollars, isn't it for nothing that I am the prefect of Longxi County?"

Thinking this way in Wang Guang's heart, he didn't care about the consequences of making too much money.

Although he has made nearly a billion dollars in recent years, he is still not satisfied. He wants to make the last sum this year. This last sum must be exhausted, so that he can feel at ease when he resigns from office and returns to his hometown.

Rebellion, anyway, I, Wang Guang, will go back to Liaodong after making money, and your rebellion has nothing to do with me. If you want to have a headache, it is also a headache for the court. What does it have to do with my Wang family?

I just want to forcibly confiscate the livestock, sell the confiscated livestock to merchants, and then run back to Liaodong with the money from selling the livestock, throw the mess of Liangzhou Longxi County to the next prefect, and run away in time after earning the money. It is the original intention of our Wang family's children to be an official, hahaha!
Wang Guang didn't care how bad Liangzhou would be, anyway, he wasn't from Liangzhou.

Seeing that the prefect Wang Guang insisted on going his own way, Dong Zhuo let out a long sigh, but he had no choice but to obey the order and respectfully said to Wang Guang, "I dare not!"

"Work hard, and it will get sweeter and sweeter in the future." Wang Guang, the prefect of Longxi County, patted the dark boy Dong Zhuo on the shoulder, and encouraged him: "When you do well, I will definitely promote you to be the chief secretary, and even recommend it to the imperial court. You are an official."

Wang Guang made a big picture of Dong Zhuo. In fact, he didn't care about Dong Zhuo's life or death. When the corruption was revealed, the one who died would be Dong Zhuo, who had no background, and Wang Guang was a son of a noble family. How to choose, as long as the dark young Dong Zhuo in front of him is not a fool, he should know what to do.

"The subordinates must do their best." Dong Zhuo, a dark-skinned young man, became energetic at this moment, trying to blackmail the wealth of the Qiang people so that he could be promoted by the prefect.

Although he was born in Yingchuan County, his father, Dong Junya, was honored because he had escorted the great Confucian Wang Yan, and was promoted to county lieutenant by the court.

However, Dong Zhuo's childhood life was not satisfactory. Yingchuan County is a place where nobles gather. Dong Zhuo's family is just a small powerful and small landlord. And that's all.

Naturally, Dong Zhuo has nothing to do with the classics, inspections, and the like, but fortunately, he is a small tyrant at home, so it is not a big problem for him to learn to read and write.

His father hoped that he would communicate more with the gentry in Yingchuan and find a way to integrate into the gentry circle.

However, things like circles are not something you can integrate into if you want to.

The Yingchuan gentry were very dismissive of Dong Zhuo who took the initiative to kneel and lick.

Who are we?Gentlemen!What kind of bastard are you, Dong Zhuo, from a small powerful family, and you are worthy of talking about romance with noble Confucian scholars like us?roll!
Dong Zhuo, who repeatedly got frustrated with the children of the gentry, had no choice but to play with his peers who were wealthy businessmen and even commoners.

His behavior was naturally reprimanded by his father Dong Junya: "Your father, I owe my success to escorting a great Confucian. Only two sons of the gentry can do it, how can they hang out with a group of white bodies all day long?"

But over time, Dong Junya also discovered that it wasn't that his son Dong Zhuo didn't want to integrate into the gentry circle, but that the gentry circle didn't bother to integrate Dong Zhuo into it.

In desperation, Dong Junya took her family and moved back to Liangzhou, because there were many wars in Liangzhou, and they could make meritorious deeds by serving as soldiers, so they had a slight chance to become a nobleman.

"One of the top ten gentry families in the world, the Wang family of Liaodong, their ancestor Wang You'an relied on his military exploits against the Huns to make the family stronger, and finally developed into a gentry step by step. A Zhuo, I don't expect you to be Wang You'an, let alone You led our Dong family to be promoted to a gentry, but at least you have to make contributions, so that our Dong family can rely on military exploits to serve as a dog for the gentry, which is better than being a small landlord. Otherwise, look at us now, and want to serve the Yingchuan gentry Being a dog, but the Yingchuan nobles still dislike our Dong family's low status and disdain to have a dog like us. In this world, if you want to be a dog for others, they still dislike you, alas..."

Dong Junya speaks earnestly and earnestly, and often educates Dong Zhuo in this way.

Dong Zhuo, who went to the area where the Qiang people gathered, kept thinking about his father's warnings, with mixed feelings in his heart.

His father died of illness within two years after migrating to Liangzhou, and the three brothers were in charge of the family.

He is the second eldest in the family, and now he is serving as a soldier in the Taishou Mansion of Longxi County. His elder brother is now the county captain of a small county in Longxi County, and his younger brother is the mayor of the Taishou Mansion of Longxi County, responsible for managing market trade.

When he first came to the area where the Qiang people gathered, those Qiang people welcomed Dong Zhuo very much.

Because since Dong Zhuo moved to Longxi County, he often played with the local Qiang teenagers, and everyone was very familiar with each other.

"It's my good brother Azhuo here, Aba, hurry up and squeeze some of the freshest goat's milk." A young Qiang man spoke not-so-fluent Chinese with an innocent smile on his face. He also had a Han man. Name - tripod needle.

Looking at the Qiang people who warmly entertained him, Dong Zhuo felt very uncomfortable. He really hoped that these Qiang people would yell at Dong Zhuo, so that Dong Zhuo would not feel so much guilt when he forcibly confiscated livestock.

But... In order to complete the task of the prefect Wang Guang, Dong Zhuo still said: "Everyone, the imperial court has an order to confiscate all your livestock, and anyone who does not obey will be regarded as a rebel!"

wow——

All the Qiang people looked at Dong Zhuo dumbfounded, especially the young Qiang man who was preparing to entertain Dong Zhuo enthusiastically just now. His hands trembling while milking the goats, he swallowed his saliva and asked Dong Zhuo: "Didn't last year and the year before the year before?" Has it been confiscated?"

"That was last year and the year before, and it will be collected this year." Dong Zhuo said helplessly.

Huhu——

The cold wind blew, and all the Qiang people were at a loss. If they handed over their livestock, they would die, but if they didn’t hand it over, hundreds of thousands of Qiang people have been suppressed and exterminated by the imperial court in the past few decades. He doesn't even care about the life and death of the Han people, and it is even more impossible to care about the life and death of these Qiang people.

(End of this chapter)