The death of a civil official is not a big deal for Mi'ergan, and as for loyalty, as long as there are enough benefits, he will not worry about finding loyal courtiers.
So he explained that he would go and go back to sleep.
It was not a good experience to be called in the evening, and everyone went out of the palace one after another.
But the civilian official, who was suspected of murder, was isolated.
Those civil and military courtiers were all far away from him, as if he was a plague god.
And the people who had a good relationship with the civil official who was killed were cursing loudly against him.
"I swear you're going to die soon, you're going to get the retribution you deserve, you won't live more than three days!"
In everyone's eyes, this level of curse is similar to the effect of children swearing that they did not steal candy, just to coax people.
Not even caring to the cursed suspect, he walked out of the palace and stood on the high steps.
In the small square ahead, the servants and guards of each family were waiting, the torches were blazing, and the faces of the people who were shining were flickering.
Everyone got on the horse one after another, and the sound of greeting was everywhere for a while.
The suspect walked slowly to his horse, and two servants waited, one leading the horse and the other holding a torch on the side.
He slowly mounted his horse, his body swaying, and he only felt physically and mentally exhausted.
"Go back!"
At this moment, he can go home and sleep for a while, even if he is not sleepy, he feels that he should lie down. …… Wang Yan slept very well, even if someone knocked on the door a few times halfway, he only stopped breathing for a moment, and then continued to sleep.
He slept until dawn, and then washed his face, but he didn't rinse his mouth, because most people here don't rinse their mouths, and if they rinse their mouths often, their teeth and breath will be different from others.
He didn't light a fire in the morning, but ate half of the dry crackers left over from last night, and almost cut his throat by the sharp pancakes that had dried thoroughly.
After eating the bread, he walked out of the house, closed the door very strictly, and finally locked it, as if there was a wealth hidden inside.
Most of the surrounding neighbors went out at this time, and some had family members, so there was no need to lock the door, and most of the rest had the same behavior and demeanor as Wang Yan.
At that time, he brought a 'small tribe' to join the boss Miergan, and his men lived nearby, which was also the inevitable reaction of the newcomers.
Samarkand is like a beacon in the night, attracting the homeless and small forces scattered throughout the steppe.
These people came here in an endless stream, and the people who were in urgent need of population replenishment raised their hands to welcome them.
But as the number of people increases, the ingredients become more and more complex, and from time to time there will be conflicts, petty theft, and even street robberies and murders.
The chaotic Samarkand was not what Miergan wanted to see, so after catching those prisoners, most of them were sent to the army.
And the chaotic security makes everyone dare not take a lot of money with them when they go out, but it is also dangerous to put it at home, maybe someone will open the simple lock in a blink of an eye, and then go in and sweep everything that can be sold for money.
Wang Yan turned around and took a look, and all he saw was indifference.
It's none of his business, hang high, if there are really thieves inside, Wang Yan believes that these people are still this numb appearance, and they will only say that they haven't seen anything afterwards.
Chen Deng came over with a few brothers, which will not arouse any suspicion, because if you want to survive in Samarkand and live well, you must form a group, otherwise you will be the group of people who are being oppressed.
A few people walked down the narrow streets of the slums, and the eyes around them were watching them.
There are several underworld forces here, and Wang Yan and them were blackmailed when they came, but they were forcefully refused.
Wang Yan's gaze was cold, but Chen Deng reached out and pulled it under his neck, sneering.
It was a threatening move, and one of the dozen or so men on the right couldn't help but pounce.
Wang Yan didn't look at this person, his eyes crossed over and stared at a Tatar who was surrounded by those men.
The Tatar looked at Wang Yan coldly, and then at his men who rushed over.
Bang!
Chen Deng maintained a punching posture and looked at the Tatar man defiantly.
And the man who rushed over to provoke had already fallen to the ground, and his Yin Tang had just been hit by Chen Deng's heavy punch and had lost consciousness.
The men were stunned, and then they forced themselves over after a burst of scolding.
"Are you coming?"
Chen Deng sneered: "If you have the ability, you can go out of the city at night, or go out of the city now, whether you live or die, do you dare?"
If you die, your wife is my woman, do you dare?
” This is the rule of the steppe, if you are killed by an opponent, your wife will become the opponent's maid or woman, and your children have a high chance of becoming slaves.
"Kill them all!"
The group of men was roaring, and the people around them were egging on them, wishing they were going to start a big battle right away.
Even the two seven or eight-year-olds were waving their fists and shouting, and they were egging on.
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"Kill them all!
robbed their women and made their cubs slaves. ” Chen Deng's eyes were full of fierceness, but he had to wait for Wang Yan's instructions.
Wang Yan looked at the people around him, then looked at the Tatar man indifferently and nodded slightly.
Chen Deng looked up to the sky and laughed, and then one person suddenly stepped forward and said fiercely: "Come, either come now, or outside the city, or at night, but you have to press the money, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you now!"
” His eyebrows were pounding, and his excitement was palpable.
There is a kind of people in the world, they are always walking on the verge of death, but they never die.
They will keep trying to kill themselves, for example, Chen Deng wants to pick ten now.
The men began to get angry, and they rolled up their sleeves, as if they were ready to rush up and beat Chen Deng to death here.
The death of a person is not a big deal, and the sergeants will not track it down, but the people who live nearby will be unlucky, and will be driven to drag the bodies of the dead out of the city.
"Come back!"
The Tatar man suddenly stopped his subordinates, then stared at Wang Yan coldly and said, "I remember you. ” This is a threat, Chen Deng quietly bowed his head and translated for Wang Yan.
Wang Yan nodded, indifferently pushed away the person in front of him, and walked out first.
After walking out of this street, Wang Yan said: "The dispute just now is very good, those people completely regard us as horse bandits who came to Samarkand to find food, remember to record it when you go back, and if you want martial arts, we will also teach it ourselves." ” There is no one here, Chen Deng said gloomily: "My lord, we are blackthorns, will it be gone in the future." ” The black thorn is the black thorn of Emperor Wen Zhu Di, can loyalty reassure the current emperor?
"Yes."
Wang Yan said: "We came to Samarkand this time, it is Your Majesty's trust in us, and now the news is almost inquired, just wait to rescue those brothers, even if we are done, Your Majesty will naturally have a reward when we go back." ” They wandered around the city and found a job carrying goods before lunch, which they had only grabbed after beating off two groups of competitors.
After it was ready, it was already after lunch, and a few people bought bread on the side, then begged for water, and squatted out to eat.
It's a small market, close to the city gates.
The new city has six gates, and this is just one of them.
Because the Ming cut off trade with Haret, and because the original Tatar and Warat were beaten down by the Ming, the current Samarkand has become a cripple.
The capitals of trade between East and West have now lost their East.
So the tax revenue was reduced a lot, and it was no longer prosperous when the king was there.
Mi'er had been worried all night about this, but the wild people in the woods farther away were not easy to trade, and the road was farther away.
So Mi'er Gan is trying to open up farther trade routes, such as Tessie.
Trade routes often have political connotations, and passage is détente, and obstruction is hostility.
Therefore, Miergan thinks that this temptation of his own is to kill two birds with one stone.
If Fang Xing was there, he would definitely tell him that the Taixi people were waiting for this opportunity.
Yes, the Tessians want to get in touch with these two countries now, and then tell them that we are friends.
And the basis of this friend is to have a common opponent.
That behemoth!
Da Ming!