Chapter 187: A defiant act
Chapter 186: A defiant act
"You two came to look for me at the same time. I think something must be a big deal!"
Zhang Jiao glanced at the two of them, sat down and said lightly, "Tell me, you have already calculated it, and I can''t refuse it!"
Although Zhang Jiao''s tone was plain, his words revealed endless resentment. Seeing this, Nanhua said coldly: "Do you feel resentful as your teacher?"
The cold tone makes people feel that the two of them are not only masters and apprentices, but also like enemies.
Zhang Jiao did not go to see Nanhua, but looked up at the starry sky and said bluntly: "I dare not."
"That''s just resentment!" Nanhua''s face was slightly moved and he sighed, "You must think in your heart that your master is using your disciple to achieve the goal of destroying the Han Dynasty."
"Isn''t it?" Zhang Jiao sneered.
Zhang Jiao was originally just a poor Confucian scholar. After being accepted as a disciple by Nanhua, he became a Taoist priest. However, as a Taoist person, Zhang Jiao in turn ruined Taoism and he also embarked on a path of rebellion that he knew he would be defeated but was willing to continue.
Nanhua is not bad for Zhang Jiao. Even the Taoist treasure "Taiping Yaoshu" was passed on to Zhang Jiao. However, the so-called deep love and hatred are deeply rooted. When Zhang Jiao knew everything, he naturally felt deeply resentful towards Nanhua, the master.
"That''s your own choice, no one forces you!" Nanhua sighed softly.
"I don''t have a choice at all!"
Zhang Jiao shouted angrily and turned to mocking, "The Hundred Schools of Taoism is really powerful. Four hundred years ago, the Qin Dynasty was collapsed by you, and now the Han Dynasty will repeat the same mistakes under your control."
Zhang Jiao was extremely afraid of Nanhua, the people from the hundreds of schools who were hidden in the dark. They had the ability and means to destroy the great man but did not do it themselves. They just wandered among the major forces, and they would be disturbed by the world when they moved their mouths, and they would develop in the direction in their hearts.
Maybe I am still the one in the palace, they are just chess pieces that play games between the hundreds of schools. Zhang Jiao said in his heart.
"Haha, you don''t have a choice, so why did I choose?" Nanhua laughed at himself and said, "Whether the Qin and Han dying, the rise and fall of them will be determined. Whether you or me or not, the process will not change. You and I can''t help but be a teacher..."
"Stop pretending." Zhang Jiao interrupted Nan directly, disdaining Daotong: "Tell me the purpose of your trip!"
Nanhua sighed when he heard this, but Hu Zhao stood up with a smile and said, "Since Brother Zhang is determined to weaken the aristocratic families in the world, we are naturally here to help you!"
"It turns out that in your eyes, my behavior can only weaken the aristocratic family!" Zhang Jiao smiled bitterly, and he also understood in his heart that what Hu Zhao was talking about was the fact. From the moment the war between the aristocratic families in the world started, the Yellow Turban had entered the countdown to death.
But Zhang Jiao is unwilling to give up. After struggling for so many years, Zhang Jiao is just to find a way out for the people of the world. If he can''t get rid of his fate in the end, what is the meaning of his uprising?
The world is the world of the people of the world, not unique to the aristocratic families. Even if I want to go against the will of heaven, I, Zhang Jiao, will take the world back from the aristocratic families! Zhang Jiao kept reminding himself in his heart that only in this way could he have the motivation to continue to fight.
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 hundreds of schools, but the hundreds of schools are not fame, not profit, and do not power. He even takes the initiative to send some benefits that even Zhang Jiao cannot refuse. So what can Zhang Jiao do? Only pain and happiness!
"Last time I asked me to seize food from the aristocratic family, and what was this time?" Zhang Jiao said lightly. The reason why he followed their intentions was because the Yellow Turbans had no way out.
Hu Zhao took out a piece of silk from his arms and handed it to Zhang Jiao.
"This is a list of families under the Yellow Turbans that have more than 10,000 stone tents of grain storage. With this list, you can use your means to collect more than one year of food rations for millions of Yellow Turbans in the short term."
“Hiss!”
Zhang Jiao quickly grabbed the list from Hu Zhao. After a brief scan, he saw that the densely written on it was all, and he couldn''t help but take a breath.
"The Kanto family is so rich. They just hollowed out the Han treasury, and their income is less than half of the list!" Zhang Jiao murmured to himself.
There are estimated that there are about hundreds of aristocratic families written on Hu Zhao''s list. In addition, Hu Zhao also divided these aristocratic families into three groups, one group of tens of thousands of stones to 50,000 stones, one group of fifty thousand stones to 100,000 stones, and one group of more than one hundred thousand stones.
You should know that the resources owned by the aristocratic families are not only food, but also that the aristocratic families in the areas occupied by the Yellow Turbans have so many reserves. What about the unoccupied land? Astronomical figures.
The Yellow Turban can only survive if they seize the food from the aristocratic family!
"Brother Hu, is this list true?" Zhang Jiao said excitedly.
Zhang Jiao was not excited. With these food and grass as support, even if the land occupied before was lost, the Yellow Turban would be enough to support the largest offensive, conquering the Han imperial capital in one fell swoop, thus changing his fate against the will of heaven.
"certainly!"
Hu Zhao chuckled when he saw this: "With these food and grass as a guarantee, Brother Zhang''s despicable move should increase his chances of winning."
Zhang Jiao was stunned, turned to a wry smile and said, "Is it only one percent more?"
"The support of millions of people in Kanto can make the Yellow Turban have a chance of winning. And..."
Hu Zhao looked at Zhang Jiao seriously and continued! "The unity within the Yellow Turbans can be 10% more!"
“Is it only 30%?”
Zhang Jiao asked unwillingly: "It must be 50%!"
It is not that easy to act against the will of heaven, and from a situation where one will definitely lose to having a 30% chance of winning is already a big span, but Zhang Jiao is still not satisfied.
If he is not even 50% sure, wouldn’t he harm tens of millions of people because of his own selfishness?
Zhang Jiao cannot afford to lose. Once he fails, it is equivalent to the people losing to the aristocratic family, and the people will be ruled by the aristocratic family again, so he must try his best to win, even if it is one point.
"The fourth chance of winning is your Zhang Jiao''s own safety. Once you die, the Yellow Turban will immediately break it down!"
Hu Zhao said seriously: "So Brother Zhang, you must take care of yourself!"
"I know. I must not die until the country that was corrupt to the bones of the great man!"
Although Zhang Jiao''s face was pale, his tone was extremely firm.
"As for the fifth percent, it depends on humans."
Hu Zhao hesitated for a moment, and after seeing Nanhua nodding at him, he leaned into Zhang Jiao''s ear and said something in a low voice.
As he listened, Zhang Jiao widened his eyes, his eyes full of excitement and disbelief.
It actually mentioned 50%!
"Brother Kong Ming, please accept Zhang Jiao''s greeting."
“No!”
Hu Zhao quickly stopped him and said seriously: "Whether the people have a future depends entirely on you, Brother Zhang!"
"Zhang Jiao did his best."
Looking at Zhang Jiao with a firm face, Nanhua sighed slightly in his heart. It was Zhang Jiao who had this courage that he chose him at the beginning. The facts proved that his choice was not wrong.
(This chapter ends)