The Three Great Han Dynasties: Awaken Liu Bei with a scolding; you weave mats and sell sandals.

"The Great and Virtuous Teacher saves all under Heaven. His talismanic water heals the sick and nourishes the people; come quickly to claim it!"

The middle-aged man leading the Yellow Turbans had a piercing gaze. Although his face was sallow, the light in his eyes was far better than the numbness of the disaster victims.

However, the situation did not change as they had expected.

The nearby disaster victims were already getting enough to eat thanks to the grain distributed by the Liu family in Zhuo County, and everyone was busy cooking, so their actions did not have a good effect.

"It turns out to be the home of Liu Gong, the Marquis of Weining in Zhuojun."

"Lord Liu is benevolent and virtuous; it is we, the Taoist priests of Taiping, who are merely showing off our limited skills before him."

At this time, these Yellow Turban rebels and Taiping Daoists still maintained a friendly attitude towards the respected gentry and clans in various places, not to mention that the name of Liu Gong of Zhuo County had already spread far and wide in this Zhuo County.

This was already known to them, the Taoist priests of Taiping.

"It's alright."

Liu Hong waved his hand, "Providing more grain and talisman water is a matter of mutual benefit and compassion."

Liu Hong was implying something, but did not point it out.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest in the lead did not show much surprise. Instead, he naturally smiled sincerely and bowed again, saying, "Master Liu's reputation is indeed well-deserved."

They then busied themselves distributing the talismanic water and food they had brought, and only left slowly after they had all been distributed.

As they disappeared into the distance, many of the surrounding refugees chose to follow them.

Simply because they followed the Taiping Dao (Taiping Dao).

They can not only satisfy their immediate hunger, but also secure a long-term livelihood.

But in the crowd, a young man pulled his grandmother along and said with a determined look, "Grandma, I don't want to join the Way of Peace. I want to follow Master Liu."

"Grandma, can we go with the Liu family's carriage? Can we become members of the Liu family?"

The old woman didn't believe in the Way of Peace; she had followed the refugees only to find a way to survive. But now, hearing her grandson's words, she hesitated for a moment.

Even though the Way of Peace is doing well for now, the people are not stupid and vaguely know that there may be hidden dangers.

The Liu family of Zhuojun, and Liu Hong, whose name was Liu Gong, have always been known for their benevolence and virtue. They simply took these common people in as their servants or future retainers.

The saying "an army is raised for a thousand days, but used for only one" illustrates this principle.

Faced with the obvious security on one side and the unknown risks in the shadows on the other, most people would naturally choose the former for safety reasons.

Moreover, the Liu family had a reputation for running private schools and recommending virtuous and filial individuals for official positions.

Those were people who could enter the imperial court with dignity and seek an official career. This was already well-known in the surrounding counties of Zhuojun, and even in the villages and towns. Most of the refugees present had heard of it.

The old woman, pulling her grandson who was wearing straw sandals, walked unsteadily to the front of the Liu family's carriage, ignoring the various gazes of the surrounding refugees. She bowed to Liu Zongran, who was at the head of the group, and said, "General, does the Liu family take in people? I'm willing to be their slave or maid."

This was the old woman's only wish at that moment.

Only by selling oneself into slavery could one possibly join the Liu family.

Although she might not want to join other aristocratic families, she was willing to join the Liu family, which was known for its benevolence and had an excellent reputation over the years.

She was still willing.

Not only for themselves, but also for their grandchildren's future, there is always some hope.

Liu Zongran looked reluctant, hesitated, and subconsciously looked back at his father Liu Yuanqi, then looked in the direction of Liu Hong.

Liu Hong then got off the carriage and glanced at the young man.

"Using the Qi Observation Technique consumes 100 points of Luck Value."

[Name: Bo Cai]

Age: 17

[Fortune: Half Red]

[Destiny: Possesses the talent of a great general, but experiences both prosperity and decline; one may rise to the occasion or fall into the abyss.]

……

"It's this kid. The future leader of the Yellow Turban Army."

Liu Hong's heart stirred; he still had some impression of Bo Cai.

After all, he was the only one among the dozen or so leaders of the Taiping Dao with outstanding military achievements, having defeated Zhu Jun, the Zhonglang General who led a large army to quell the rebellion.

To know.

Zhu Jun was a general who was on par with Lu Zhi and Huangfu Song, and he came from a military background and was well-versed in warfare.

Whether it was carelessness or arrogance at the time, at least on the original historical timeline, Bo Cai did defeat this famous general, and based on this alone, he deserves the title of "a talented general".

"Having signed the indenture, I am now a member of the Liu family of Zhuojun."

Liu Hong spoke, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority, "If one day you can enter my Liu family's private school, the contract will be terminated. Not just you, but your whole family."

"If someone acquires a skill and can contribute to the Liu family, then they are a true member of the Liu family."

These words were undoubtedly a great blessing to all the refugees living near the official road at that time.

During the centuries that the Han Dynasty was established, countless people were enslaved or made servants, but those who enjoyed such lenient conditions were extremely rare and uncommon in the world.

The old woman who was leading Bo Cai was immediately moved to tears. She pulled her grandson to her knees and kowtowed, saying, "Bo Cai and I are willing to become servants in the Liu family. Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Bo Cai also kowtowed, his little head hitting the ground with a loud "thump," clearly using all his strength: "Bo Cai thanks the head of the family for his kindness. I will always remember the Liu family's kindness and keep it in mind for the rest of my life."

Subsequently, not only the grandmother and grandson, but also all the refugees with families in the surrounding area gathered around.

Even if not for yourself, you should still strive to secure a future for your child.

The crowd was overjoyed and shouted in unison, "We are also willing to join the Liu family as slaves and servants. Lord Liu, please accept us!"

"Lord Liu, we will certainly not slack off or try to cheat."

"We hope that Lord Liu will show leniency."

Even with such pleas from the refugees, becoming slaves in the Liu family was not an easy task.

Wave is the exception.

Liu Hong did not know the names, origins, or personalities of the other refugees, so he had to be extremely cautious.

He then put forward three preconditions: first, five people from the same village must act as guarantors; second, they must not have a criminal record; and third, they must be people with their families.

The first condition is to verify the authenticity of the identity, the second is to ensure the character of the person, and the third is to guarantee long-term stability.

Even so, there are still quite a few refugees who want to sign indenture contracts.

And the rest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was about to leave didn't care.

These remaining refugees aren't even from "respectable families." Even if they join the Way of Peace, they're nothing but a rotten apple. It's not worth fighting the Liu family for their sake; it would be inappropriate.

"Enough! In this Youzhou region, Lord Liu's name is no less renowned than that of my Taiping Dao. Moreover, he has already been granted the title of Marquis. How can my Taiping Dao compare to him?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled freely, "If everyone in the world were as benevolent as Lord Liu, what need would there be for my Way of Peace or the Great Teacher of Virtue?"

Having said that, he led his men away completely.

He wasn't annoyed or impatient.

After all, there are countless places in the world where people are suffering and the number of refugees will only increase day by day. The Way of Peace has no need to clash with the Liu family for the sake of these mere refugees from Zhuojun.

Liu Hong then gave the order in his mind.

"By imperial decree, Bo Cai is appointed as a military marquis, commanding six hundred troops, consuming five hundred thousand points of luck!"

Then!

The words reappeared before Liu Hong's eyes.