Cao Manqing!

Fuck the Manchus?

Are your parents descendants of the Tiandihui?

Why did I give you such a nonsense name?

"Master, there is a letter from the master."

Cao Manqing held up the brocade bag in his hand and beckoned over.

"Get it quickly!"

Cao Ang took the brocade bag and took out the silk book from it.

"Anger loves his son and is a father......"

Cao Ang's eyes rolled up and down and he frowned.

The content of the letter is very simple. Lao Cao has something to do in Luoyang and will not return to Qiaojun this year, leaving him to celebrate the New Year with his uncles.

This year is the third year of Guanghe, which is 183 AD. The Chinese New Year will be in one month, and then it will be 184, the time of the Yellow Turban uprising.

When the time comes, the world will be in chaos. Whether it is Jizhou, Yanzhou, Yuzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, or Jingzhou, they will all be Yellow Turban riots. They are honest farmers. They dare to attack local tyrants and attack county towns with a hoe. They are very fierce!

Landlords like the Cao family are not safe even when staying at home, let alone walking on the road. After all, they are not afraid of thieves, but they are worried about them. Who gave you so much food?

Cao Ang's heart pounded!

As the saying goes: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!

But in this world, during the Yellow Turban riots, where is there a safe place?

Let yourself use weapons to fight with the Yellow Turbans?

Get out of here!

That is Comrade Cao's business. He is the one who planted the trees. We are the ones enjoying the shade and will never join in the fun.

But......

Where to go?

Cao Ang was thinking hard, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind. yes!

Sili Luoyang is absolutely safe!

When the Yellow Turbans were rioting, the emperor promoted He Jin to the rank of general and sent troops to garrison the Eight Passes of Luoyang. They guarded the Eight Passes of Luoyang and defended them to the death. They were as steady as an old dog. Although the One Hundred Thousand Yellow Turbans in Yingchuan caused a fierce riot, why the hell weren't they still suppressed?

Go to Luoyang!

You must go to Luoyang!

After making up his mind, Cao Ang waved his hand:"Manqing, hurry up and get ready. I'm going to Luoyang

, young master!" Cao Manqing was stunned for a moment:"Master, are you crazy? Why are you suddenly going to Luoyang in this world of ice and snow? There are bandits on the road, so it’s better to stay at home!"

"Lao Cao is in Luoyang, how can we not reunite during the New Year?"

Cao Ang waved the silk book in his hand. The meaning was very clear. It is the master's order. Do you obey it or not?

"this......"

Cao Manqing scratched his head and frowned:"But young master, you are the only one left in the family now. If you leave, who will leave this house to look after? What if the things in the house are lost?"

This is a question..

You know, Comrade Lao Cao is a rich man, with more than a million dollars in wealth.

At that time, Cao Ang's grandfather Cao Song was a big spender. He spent tens of millions of dollars to buy the official position of Taiwei.

It would obviously be bad to leave these things here.

But...... what can we do about it?

Cao Ang pondered for a long time and suddenly thought of a move. yes! We really want to be a playboy, how can we do it without being a prodigal!

He immediately greeted:"Isn't this simple? Sell them all and leave no one behind. Let's move our family to Luoyang, isn't it?"

Once the war breaks out, except for food, these industries will rapidly depreciate. Now sell , which is equivalent to making a lot of money. When we get to Luoyang, we will hoard a batch of grain and grass. The price of grain will inevitably skyrocket during the Yellow Turban Uprising next year!

By the time...... hey-hey!

When did I ever make a loss-making business?

But Cao Manqing didn't understand. He stared blankly at Cao Ang in disbelief. He almost knelt down in front of Cao Ang, crying and saying:

"Master! This is ancestral property, and ancestral property must never be bought!"

"If the master finds out, he will definitely be furious!"

"Master, think twice~~~"

Cao Ang was furious:"You bitch, my father is far away in Luoyang. I am the one who calls the shots in this house. You can do whatever you are asked to do. If you dare to be nagging, be careful and I will break your legs!"

Cao Manqing shivered in fright. :"Master......"

Cao Ang's eyes widened:"Quick! Hurry up! If no one comes to buy things tomorrow morning, I will take off one of your arms first!"

Cao Manqing knew that Cao Ang could do it, so he hurriedly snorted:"Master, please don't......Let’s do it now!"

Early the next morning,

Cao Ang washed and changed his clothes under the care of the maid.

This was the last of his tenderness. How could he waste it? He looked around with thief's eyes:"Xiao Xiangxiang, you can do it. If you don't see size in a day, you will grow. Come on. Come on, let me......"

The maid ducked away with a low voice and blushed:"Master, I am not Axiang, I am Alan~~~"

Cao Ang patted his head:"Oh, look at my memory, it's Alan, yes, it's Alan! Yesterday, the supervisor said that the food in the house was very fast. Did you steal all of it?" His head shook like a rattle:"Master, no."

Cao Ang glared:"You still dare to quibble, if you hadn't stolen it, how could you have grown so fast? Come on, let me, Master!"......"

"Ding! D-level dandy behavior, get 300 dandy points!"

Sure enough!

I got it again.

Just at this moment, Cao Manqing's voice came from outside the house:"Young Master, the county's chanting party is here."

The middlemen in the market in the Han Dynasty were called"Zang Hui". After the Sui and Tang Dynasties, they were also called"Ya Shi". In the Song Dynasty, they were also called"Ya Xing".

They heard that the Cao family wanted to sell their ancestral property. They rushed over, knowing that all the real fertile land was in the hands of the wealthy families, and all the fertile land in Qiao County was in the hands of the Cao family.

Of course, the people who came were not just those from the county. There are also people in the Cao clan. When they heard that Cao Ang wanted to buy their ancestral property, they were so frightened that they almost lost their souls. They wanted to sell their fields. This is unfaithful and unfilial!

"knew."

Cao Ang shouted, reluctantly leaving Nuanhuai, walking like a tiger and a dragon, walking out of the house, and met more than a dozen fierce eyes, staring at him viciously.

"Ang'er, your father is not here, how can you sell your ancestral property? This is unfaithful and unfilial!"

The guy who was slapped with a big hat when he opened his mouth was Cao Cao's clan brother Cao Ren. This guy was obviously very angry. The muscles on his face were twitching slightly. His teeth were grinding in his mouth. His little fists were clenched and he was making gestures. Beat yourself up

"My dear nephew, my uncle doesn't care if you sell other things, but this is ancestral property, something passed down from our ancestors!"

The person who was admonishing Zhengku Haha was also known to Cao Ang. He was also a brother of Cao Cao's clan. His name was Xia Houyuan. He was not as hot-tempered as Cao Ren, but his angry look made Cao Ang very unhappy!

"yes! This is ancestral property and cannot be sold!"

"You are selling your father's land, you are unfaithful and unfilial, be careful of being struck by lightning!"

"Little thing, if your father is gone, no one can take care of you, right?"

"......"

All kinds of sounds directly drowned Cao Ang, but Cao Ang was not afraid at all. He held out his chest and put his hands on his hips, shouting:"Master, I am selling my own property, what does it have to do with you? Just eat carrots and don't worry!""

"Ding! C-level dandy behavior, get 500 dandy points!"

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