Yuan Xi felt proud that he and Guo Jia exchanged terms and finally made him willing to make suggestions for him.
Suffering from both alcohol and criticism addiction, Guo Jia finally put down her arrogance and negotiated terms with Yuan Xi.
A pot of wine a day and a concubine give Guo Jia a plan every day.
If you want to come up with two ideas in one day, you can exchange them for double the price.
Such a naked exchange of interests made Yuan Xi a little embarrassed.
When Wu Zhao heard this, he secretly felt sorry for Guo Jia. Judging from Yuan Xi's stinginess that can squeeze people out, I'm afraid Guo Jia will regret it soon.
Sure enough, when Yuan Xi came back, he mobilized everyone to brainstorm and think about the most important issues at present, and gradually sorted them out.
For the sake of Guo Jia's health, Yuan Xi decided not to ask more than one question a day, but to get to the bottom of it. Until all the questions were compiled into a book of 100,000 Whys, Guo Jia would be liberated.
The first question was quite troublesome. How did the Yellow Turban Uprising start from the common people and how to establish a message transmission mechanism? Yuan Xi caught Guo Jia and asked him for most of the day, which made Guo Jia regretful.
When Yuan Xi finally left with satisfaction, Guo Jia gritted his teeth and went to the mansion to choose the most beautiful maid to be his concubine, and took her back to have fun all night.
As a result, early the next morning, when Guo Jia woke up and wanted to continue his efforts, Yuan Xi knocked on the door again, causing Guo Jia, who was ready to attack, to vomit three liters of blood.
The problem Yuan Xi brought this time was how to use the remaining Taiping Tao teachings of the Yellow Turban Army for his own use.
Only then did Guo Jia understand what Yuan Xi wanted to do.
I see.
It turned out to be so.
How dare you do this!
This problem was too troublesome, so Guo Jia had no choice but to use what he had learned and start from the beginning with Yuan Xi.
Unlike women like Wu Zhao and Cao Xian who stayed at home, Guo Jia had truly experienced the dispute between the gentry and the Yellow Turban Taoism, so her experience was naturally more profound.
This time it took longer, a whole day, and Yuan Xi finally understood the ins and outs of the Yellow Turban.
At that time, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty had no moral principles, the people were in dire straits, the imperial power was weakened, and religion took advantage of the situation, especially Zhang Jiao's Taiping Dao.
He divided the believers in the eight states of Qing, Xu, You, Ji, Jing, Yang, Yan, and Yu into thirty-six parties. Until now, ten years later, he still has extensive influence in the eight states.
Among them, the Qingxu Yellow Turbans are the most famous, but the Yellow Turbans in Jizhou are also very powerful, especially the current Yecheng, which was the base camp of the Yellow Turbans uprising at that time.
When Guo Jia said this, Yuan Xi realized that it was difficult to eliminate the influence of Yellow Turban Taoism. If the Yecheng Rebellion and the Black Mountain Bandits had Yellow Turban Taoism as a link, everything would make sense.
Guo Jia finally said: "Heishan, Baibo, Huanglong, and Zuo Xiao still have dozens of remnants of the Yellow Turbans in the world, running in the mountains and forests all over the world. The number is tens of thousands, and the number is thousands. The Heishan Army is even called a million, of course.
It’s actually not that much.”
He gloated: "The Yuan family is now in trouble with the Black Mountain Army, which is the most troublesome among them. The young master must not be able to sleep well at night, right?"
Yuan Xi shook his head, thinking that Guo Jia still hated him, so he asked: "Is there any way to completely eliminate them?"
Guo Jia shook his head decisively this time: "Even if there is, I can't think of it."
Yuan Xi suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know the prophecy about my name?"
Guo Jia nodded: "This is already an open secret in the gentry circle. I don't know where Yuan Shijun got the courage."
"Do you know that there are actually many people who believe in prophecies who are waiting and watching, thinking that you are the only one in the Yuan family who can be compared with Yuan Gongli in terms of name."
Yuan Xi knew that it was another prophecy that those who treat the Han should be treated with dignity.
He said aloud: "I want to use my name to occupy a place in the Yellow Turban Taoism. What should I do?"
Guo Jia laughed after hearing this.
"Young Master is so brave!"
"But those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. Although I hate Young Master, I have to admit that this idea is very interesting!"
Yuan Xi thought to himself that if he was forced to do nothing, who would use such a trick?
With only a few thousand of my own, among the Black Mountain bandits, Gongsun Zan's army, and even the Southern Huns, who didn't casually send out tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of soldiers?
If we recruit them all, we will drown ourselves just based on the number of people.
In the final analysis, the best strategy is not to make enemies on all sides, but to divide them so that they cannot join forces.
Yuan Xi and Guo Jia discussed it for several days, and their ideas gradually began to take shape.
He asked Zhao Yun to disperse the captured Black Mountain bandits into various farming teams, led by chiefs, to do labor outside the city.
The group of Black Mountain bandit prisoners of war thought that what awaited them was a life worse than that of slaves. Unexpectedly, the other party promised that as long as they completed the work of digging rivers and reclaiming wasteland every day, they would not only have food to eat, but they would be released after a month!
The Montenegrin prisoners were overjoyed, but many people couldn't believe it. Wasn't this just a trick to trick them into doing hard labor?
With such doubts, some people go to work without exerting any effort, while more people work hard just for the slim hope of survival.
Gradually, they discovered that, regardless of other things, two meals a day were enough. In addition to whole grains, there were also some refined grains and occasionally meat!
What shocked them even more was that they ate and drank from the same pot as the soldiers and people of Beixin City, without any distinction.
And they often see a young general with two soldiers eating and clearing wasteland with them.
When they slept on the straw bed with the chief at night, the soldiers chatted and chatted. They were surprised to hear that the young general was actually Yuan Xi, the current governor of Zhuojun, Yuan Shao's biological son!
The chiefs said proudly: "Young master is not only great in battle, but he is also unparalleled to us."
"Especially because he is very likely to be the person who fulfilled the prophecy, and he is also a big shot in Taiping Dao!"
Some Montenegrin Army prisoners were unconvinced, "I used to be from Taiping Road, why haven't I heard of his name?"
Na Shichang sneered: "It means you haven't reached that status!"
"Either it's your morality. If you omit a big figure like the Young Master, it means your morality is nothing more than that!"
He talked about the origin of Yuan Xi's name, and how he loved the people like a son and the battlefield like a fierce god. Finally, he said: "You think this kind of character is not much better than the mountain bandits that you trumpeted by Taiping Road?"
The prisoner was speechless, especially since he was also from Youzhou. He was even more surprised when he heard that Yuan Xi had defeated Liu Guanzhang.
Liu, Guan, and Zhang also made their fortunes in Zhuo County. His Yellow Turban Army was also defeated by these three people. It was clear that those three people were fierce generals, but they were defeated by that Yuan Xi?
Could it be that Yuan Xi is really protected by Huang Tian?
Such things happened quietly in various camps. Among the Black Mountain bandits, rumors about Yuan Xi gradually spread. The more they spread, the more outrageous they became.
The month came soon, and the Black Mountain bandits gathered together. The soldiers took bamboo slips and pointed out the workmanship of the Black Bandits one by one.
After counting, most of the nearly 1,000 people have finished their work. The remaining people have not completed their tasks due to laziness and other reasons and need to continue working.
Zhao Yun called out the qualified people, gave each of them several days of rations, and asked them to return home on their own.
Seeing the gate of the camp open and those people holding the bean cakes distributed in a daze, did they really let themselves go?
Can you really go back to see your parents, wife and children?
After a while, they woke up as if from a dream, kowtowed to Yuan Xi several times with joy, and left one after another.
The remaining people saw that their peers disappeared into the mountains and forests, and were not intercepted by the soldiers in the end. Only then did they realize that this promise was true.
Their hearts were filled with regret, and they worked hard in the following days, and finally completed their tasks and left.
Yuan Xi watched the last Black Mountain bandit kowtow in front of him to thank him for leaving. He thought that behind everyone there were family members and friends. If these thousands of people go back, they can influence nearly ten thousand people.
The fire has been planted. Whether it can be ignited among the Black Bandits depends on luck.
The Black Mountain bandits should not be able to guess what he is doing for the time being, and will be in a short wait-and-see period.
The Southern Xiongnu had to bypass Daijun to get here, and they probably wouldn't be able to get through for a while.
Taking advantage of this moment, he could free up his hands to deal with Gongsun Zan.
He sent a message to Qu Yi and Tai Shi Ci in Fanyang and Rongcheng, preparing to catch big fish.
Of course, the bait is himself.
If you don't take risks, the big fish won't take the bait on its own.
When he returned to the mansion, Wu Zhao and Cao Xian were waiting in the courtyard.
Seeing him coming back, the two of them came up to help Yuan Xi take off his armor and said with a smile: "Young Master is back."
For more than a month, Yuan Xi and the prisoners of the Black Mountain bandits worked together to reclaim the wasteland and put on all kinds of performances. They all ate and lived together, otherwise it would have been impossible to convince them.
Wu Zhao took the armor and said to Yuan Xi: "The water in the back hall has been boiled. Master, go take a bath."
Yuan Xi hadn't taken a shower for a month and felt that his body was going to stink, so he immediately responded and left.
Seeing that Cao Xian wanted to help him, Wu Zhao said, "I'll clean the armor, and you can help the young master take a bath."
Cao Xian quickly agreed. She went to the house to get Yuan Xi's new inner clothes. When she arrived at the back hall, she saw Yuan Xi already sitting in a vat filled with hot water, closing her eyes and relaxing.
Cao Xian hurried over and said softly: "I'm here to wipe the young master's back."
Yuan Xi lay on the side of the bucket, enjoying the gentle rubbing of her delicate hands on her back through the fine linen cloth. She felt that the fatigue of the past month was instantly relieved a lot.
He asked: "How have you been spending this month in your house?"
Cao Xian said softly: "It's good. I'm used to it now."
She thought that when she first came to Beixin City, she was not used to eating and was in great pain for a while, and she couldn't help but blush.
Yuan Xi smiled and said: "I'm not lying to you, it's really not as comfortable as Yecheng, right?"
Cao Xian said softly: "I have been on the streets several times and saw that the lives of the people are much worse than those of the common people in Yecheng."
"I lived better than the local people in Yecheng, and now I still live better than the people in Beixin City, but the young master can live and eat with them."
"The master can suffer, how can I drag him down?"
Yuan Xi nodded: "I heard that you and Wu Zhao made up some rumors about me and spread them in the city?"
Cao Xian said: "Most of them were thought up by sister Wu Zhao, and they are all easy-to-sound nursery rhymes."
After listening to Sister Cao Xian's several songs, Yuan Xi realized that they were all adapted from nursery rhymes and prophecies from the Western and Eastern Han Dynasties.
For example, "Light in the sky, prosperity on the earth, harmoniousness and disharmony, in Hebei" are obviously adapted from the nursery rhyme of "harmony and disharmony, in Red Eyebrow, and failure in Hebei" when Liu Xiu raised his army.
The latter is an allusion to the red-browed Liu Xiu's world, and the former is obviously Yuan Xi.
Yuan Xi was stunned and said, "Isn't this a bit too obvious?"
Cao Xian covered his mouth and smiled: "Master, if it is not so straightforward, the people will not understand."