In the third year of Jingyou, during Emperor Renzong's reign of the Song Dynasty, an unruly young man fell into the back garden of the Great Song Imperial Palace, thus beginning a life that wou...
He decided to personally visit all riverbank construction sites and audit the accounts starting next year. He would also check any previous construction work, regardless of corruption or deficits, to ensure the quality of the work.
"Well, the country will have to undertake many large projects like this every year, and the strict requirement of quality first must be passed on. If any of the projects cause a dam breach, damage, or collapse due to quality issues, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Zhao Jun's tone became much sterner.
"yes."
Jia Changchao responded again.
The convoy continued to move forward.
The wind and snow had stopped long ago, and the warm sunshine outside was shining on the earth.
They set out in the morning, planned to go to Fengqiu for lunch at noon, and then arrive in Changyuan in the evening. They are expected to go to Huazhou to inspect the Yellow River project tomorrow.
But when they were less than ten miles away from Fengqiu, a crowd of three or four hundred people suddenly appeared from behind the slope of the road ahead and surrounded the convoy.
"What do you want to do, bastard?"
“Bang!”
Two gunshots rang out, and there was chaos outside.
Zhao Jun and Jia Changchao's expressions changed slightly, and they lifted the curtains to peek outside.
This is on the side of the official road. There is a small hill on the left, no more than ten meters high. There are about one or two hundred people on the periphery, all holding axes and knives. There are actually more than ten people on the hillside, pointing guns at them.
Although they had more than a hundred guards and all of them had guns, they did not dare to fight back at this moment, and the leading general was forced to retreat step by step.
The guards beside him came to the window in panic and said, "Minister, Minister Jia, someone outside stopped our car and robbed us. They also killed two of our brothers. They had guns in their hands."
"Where are your guns? Are they fire sticks?"
Jia Changchao was furious.
"They hid behind the hills and shot, but we didn't dare to shoot back."
The guard said.
If you shoot back, you'll be in big trouble.
Because people have the hills as cover, they are directly on the main road.
In addition, there was snow on the road, making it difficult for the carriage to run and turn. If the situation escalated, their death would be a small matter, but what would happen to the two people in the carriage?
"Give them your belongings and take the bodies of the dead soldiers with you, and we will retreat."
Zhao Jun said in a deep voice.
"yes."
The guard responded.
Then the servants who had silver and copper coins in their pockets opened their bags, revealing the glittering money, and scattered it on the ground.
Zhao Jun traveled with more than a hundred people, not only carriages, but also more than a hundred horses. The expenses for food and necessities for people and horses were naturally not paid by the local treasury, but by himself. Therefore, he brought a lot of money with him when he went out, accompanied by his close guards. It was probably tens of thousands of strings of cash.
Seeing so much money thrown on the ground immediately made those people's eyes light up. If they were not afraid that the other party had a gun in his hand, they would have rushed up to rob it.
The convoy slowly retreated while scattering money.
The coachman struggled to turn the carriage around, and the rest of the soldiers dismounted and pulled their horses back. The twenty or so soldiers in the front formed a defensive formation. After all the money had been spent and the team had successfully turned around, they turned their horses around and caught up with the team.
At this time, the ground was full of money. When they walked away, hundreds of people rushed out and began to pick up the money on the ground happily.
A young man holding a rifle on the hillside looked at the situation below and said worriedly to a man in his thirties next to him: "Captain, those people have guns and they are carrying so much money. I'm afraid they are some high-ranking officials."
"So what if we're high-ranking officials? Can they still catch us? We can just take off our clothes and blend in with the river workers, and they won't be able to find us."
The man laughed loudly and said, "We've made a fortune this time, so we must celebrate. Let's go to Chunfeng Tower tonight and pick any girl we want."
"Okay."
"Hahaha, it's still more profitable to follow the group leader."
"That's right, our leader is so powerful. Who among the river workers who repair the river doesn't obey our leader?"
"Have fun tonight."
These people were laughing and talking as if they had won a great victory.
And at this moment.
In the convoy that had already moved far away from here, Zhao Jun leaned on the car floor with his eyes closed.
His face.
It's already ashen.