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The death of a civil servant is not a big deal to Meergan. As for loyalty, as long as there are enough benefits, he will not worry about finding loyal ministers.
So he went back to sleep after asking to investigate the matter.
Being called to discuss matters late at night was not a good experience, so everyone left the palace one after another.
But the civil servant suspected of murder was isolated.
Those civil and military officials are staying away from him, as if he is a god of plague.
And those people who were close to the civil servant who was killed were cursing him loudly.
"I swear you will die soon, you will get the retribution you deserve, you won't survive more than three days!"
In everyone¡¯s eyes, this level of cursing has the same effect as children swearing that they didn¡¯t eat candy secretly, it¡¯s just to coax people.
Not even paying attention to the cursed suspect, he walked out of the palace and stood on the high steps.
In the small square in front, servants and guards from each family were waiting, with blazing torches illuminating the faces of the people flickering.
Everyone got on their horses one after another, and the sound of greetings was everywhere.
The suspect slowly walked to his horse. Two servants were waiting, one holding the horse and the other holding a torch to look after it.
He slowly got on the horse, his body swayed, and he felt exhausted both physically and mentally.
"go back!"
At this moment, he can still sleep for a while when he goes home. Even if he is not sleepy, he feels that he should lie down.
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Wang Yan slept so well that even if someone knocked on the door a few times, he only stopped breathing for a moment and then continued to sleep.
He slept until dawn, then washed his face, but did not rinse his mouth, because most people here did not rinse their mouths. If they rinsed their mouths frequently, his teeth and breath would be different from others.
He didn¡¯t light a fire in the morning, but ate half of a dry pancake left over from last night, and almost cut his throat on the sharp dry pancake.
After eating the cake, he walked out of the house, closed the door very strictly, and finally locked it, as if there were millions of wealth hidden inside.
Most of the neighbors around him went out at this time. Some had family members there, so there was no need to lock the door. Most of the others behaved and looked like Wang Yan.
At that time, he brought a "small tribe" to join the boss, Meergan, and all his men lived nearby. This was also the inevitable reaction of a newcomer.
Samarkand is like a beacon in the dark night, constantly attracting homeless people and small forces scattered across the grassland.
These people came here in an endless stream, and Meergan, who was in urgent need of population replenishment, raised his hands to welcome them.
But as the number of people increases, the composition becomes more and more complex, and conflicts will break out from time to time, petty thefts, and even robberies and murders on the street occur from time to time.
The chaotic Samarkand was not what Mergan wanted to see, so after catching those criminals, most of them were sent to the army.
And the chaotic public security makes it difficult for everyone to take a lot of money with them when going out, but it is also dangerous to leave it at home. Someone might open the simple lock in the blink of an eye, and then go in and take away everything that can be sold.
Wang Yan turned around and took a look, all he saw was indifference.
"It's none of his business, just hang it up high. If a thief really got in, Wang Yan believed that these people would still look numb, and they would just say nothing afterward and didn't see anything.
Chen Deng came here with a few brothers. This will not arouse any suspicion, because if you want to survive and live well in Samarkand, you must form a group, otherwise you will be the group of people who are squeezed.
Several people were walking on the narrow streets of the slums, and the eyes around them were looking at them.
There are several dark forces here. Wang Yan and the others had blackmailed them when they came here, but they were forcefully rejected.
Wang Yan¡¯s eyes were cold, but Chen Deng stretched out his hand and pulled under his neck, sneering.
This was a threatening gesture, and some of the dozen or so men on the right couldn't help but pounce on him.
Wang Yan didn¡¯t look at this man. He looked over and stared at a Tatar surrounded by those men.
The Tatar looked at Wang Yan coldly, and then looked at his men who rushed over.
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Chen Deng maintained his punching posture and looked at the Tatar man provocatively.
The man who rushed over to provoke him had already fallen to the ground. His Yintang had just been hit hard by Chen Deng and he had lost consciousness.
The men were all stunned, and then they yelled and cursed and forced them over.
??"Want to come?"
Chen Deng sneered and said: "If you can, go out of the city at night or now. No matter life or death, do you dare? If you die, your wife will be my woman, do you dare?"
This is the rule on the grassland. If you are killed by your opponent, your wife will become your opponent's maid or woman, and your children will have a high chance of becoming slaves.
"Kill them all!"
The group of men were roaring, and the people around them were encouraging them, hoping that they would start fighting immediately.
Even two children aged seven or eight were waving their fists and shouting, and they were encouraging.
"Kill them all! Steal their women and make their sons slaves."
Chen Deng¡¯s eyes were filled with fierceness, but he was waiting 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 loudly, then a man stepped forward and said ferociously: "Come, either come now, or come from outside the city, or at night, but you have to pay, otherwise I will kill you now!"
The center of his eyebrows was beating, and his excitement was beyond words.
There is a kind of people in the world who are always walking on the edge of death, but never die.
They will keep trying to kill themselves. For example, Chen Deng is thinking this way when he wants to fight against ten.
The men began to get angry. They rolled up their sleeves and looked ready to swarm Chen Deng and beat him to death.
The death of a person is not a big deal, and the sergeants will not pursue it, but the people living nearby will be unlucky, and they will be driven to drag the corpse of the deceased outside the city.
"return!"
The Tatar man suddenly stopped his men, then stared at Wang Yan coldly and said, "I will remember you."
This is a threat. Chen Deng quietly lowered his head and translated for Wang Yan.
Wang Yan nodded, coldly 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 was very good. Those people completely regarded us as horse bandits who came to Samarkand to look for food. Remember to record it when you go back. If the martial arts is required by them, we should also teach it ourselves." Go down."
There was no one here. Chen Deng said bleakly: "Sir, we are Black Thorns. Will we disappear in the future?"
The black thorn is the black thorn of Emperor Wen Zhu Di. Can loyalty reassure the current emperor?
"There will be."
Wang Yan said: "Our coming to Samarkand this time is because of His Majesty's trust in us. Now that we have almost learned the news, we are just waiting to rescue those brothers. Even if we are successful, Your Majesty will naturally reward us when we return."
They wandered around the city and found a job moving goods before lunch. This was a job they only got after beating away two groups of competitors.
After lunch, a few people bought pancakes nearby, begged for water, and squatted outside to eat.
This is a small market, close to the city gate.
There are six gates in the new city, and this is just one of them.
Because the Ming Dynasty cut off the trade with Khali, and because the original Tatar and Oara tribes were defeated by the Ming Dynasty, Samarkand is now a cripple.
The important town of East-West trade has now lost the East.
As a result, the tax revenue has been reduced a lot, and it is no longer as prosperous as when Lao Wang was there.
Meergan was worried about this all day and night, but the savages in the woods further away were not easy to trade with, and the road was also longer.
So Meergan is trying to open up further trade routes, such as Taixi.
Trade routes often carry political connotations. Passing them means easing them, and blocking them means hostility.
So Meerqian thought that his temptation was killing two birds with one stone.
If Fang Xing were here, he would definitely tell him that the Taixi people are waiting for this opportunity.
Yes, the Thais want to contact these two countries now and tell them that we are friends.
The basis of this friendship is having a common opponent.
That behemoth!
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