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

"Right now, let's think about whether we can get through this hurdle."

Before he finished speaking, Bo Cai kicked a gentryman who was slumped on the ground in front of him, pinned him to the ground, and then stabbed him with his sword. In the blink of an eye, the gentryman was dead.

At the same time, the other members of Liu's gang behind him also made their moves quickly, their blades flashing, each of them moving at lightning speed.

When the time is right, they act decisively; no one hesitates for a second.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh, mixed with screams, rose and fell.

"To be able to kill all these aristocratic lords today is truly an honor for us brothers."

"That's right. Today, let's show these noble lords what the power of us commoners is. A commoner's anger can cause blood to spill five steps away. Even noble lords only have one life."

As the rough, loud sounds subsided, the meeting hall instantly transformed into a veritable hellish battlefield.

Before long, a strong smell of blood filled the air, and then the living people inside turned into cold corpses.

After an unknown amount of time, the hall door finally opened again.

Bo Cai, carrying a blood-stained steel knife, led a group of Liu family thugs out slowly from inside.

He wiped the bloodstains from his face and continued giving orders: "Remember, no one is allowed to talk about what happened tonight outside, not even a single word. If anyone does, don't blame us for being disloyal."

"Of course. And, Commander, rest assured."

One of the followers immediately responded loudly, his eyes filled with glee, "These gentry deserve to die. If they don't die, the people of the Liu family of Youzhou won't be able to sleep at night."

"That's right. Please rest assured, sir. We are all members of the Liu family of Youzhou, and we share the same fate, whether it be prosperity or ruin. We will not let you worry about us in the slightest."

Only when each of the righteous followers spoke in this way did Bo Cai feel slightly relieved.

but.

He wouldn't just listen to their superficial words.

Most importantly, the families of these people were all settled in Guangyang County.

Only then can one truly say they can rest assured.

Otherwise, it's just empty talk; anyone can say that.

These are two completely different things.

"very good."

Bo Cai praised them and then announced their reward: "You have done a good job. When you go back, each of you will receive ten taels of silver."

The previous rewards hadn't even been spent yet, and this time there was another generous reward. The Liu family righteous men were overjoyed and bowed again, saying, "Thank you, Commander."

Almost instantly, their loyalty was rekindled.

The saying "a great reward will surely bring forth brave men" is quite similar to the scene before us.

As for just how brave this man is, only God can tell.

The next day, the remaining gentry and others gathered nervously at the county government office.

Bo Cai sat in the main seat.

Although he is young, he now holds great power and has an imposing presence.

He looked at the bewildered clansmen before him and spoke slowly, his face filled with heartache. The clansmen were at a loss, unsure whether to believe him or not.

Just yesterday, in front of everyone, Bo Cai's acting skills were as good as ever.

He wiped away non-existent tears and said, "Gentlemen, it is truly heartbreaking. The masters of the Wang, Zhang, and Ma families have all been harmed by those despicable Yellow Turban rebels. Although these Yellow Turban rebels have retreated, they have not given up their evil intentions and have left their spies in this county town."

"Yesterday, these gentry lords had all discussed with me that they would donate their entire fortunes to support the government troops in suppressing the bandits. But we never expected this."

Their matter was never resolved, yet they've already met such an end. It's truly heartbreaking to hear.

Bo Cai pounded his chest, his face full of grief and indignation. Then he changed the subject and looked at everyone, "What do you all think we should do about this?"

What else can we do?

"At this moment, I, the Commander-in-Chief, truly have no idea what to do or what course of action to take."

At this moment, Bo Cai's acting skills reached their peak.

If the aristocratic gentleman in front of him hadn't already suspected something, he probably would have been fooled by his words.

But even if we know the truth, the truth has never been lenient with anyone, and that's still true now.

A group of aristocratic gentlemen smiled obsequiously and addressed Bo Cai, saying, "Please rest assured, Commander. Since the Zhang, Wang, and Ma families made this promise to you before their deaths, it is only natural that we should abide by it. Otherwise, wouldn't we, the aristocratic families, be disgraced?"

Doesn't that mean we've lost even the most basic level of credibility?

"That's right. Yes, that's right. How could anyone in this world go back on their word like that?"

"Therefore, please rest assured, Commander. The wealth of the Ma, Wang, and Zhang families has been entirely donated to the imperial court to demonstrate the loyalty and integrity of our gentry."

"Just those three?"

"Don't you gentlemen wish to offer your loyalty to the court?"

Bo Cai's gaze swept over them, sharp as a knife, causing the gentry lords before him to shrink their pupils and inwardly curse.

These people from the Liu family of Youzhou are really asking for an exorbitant amount. It's one thing to commit such a ruthless act of slaughter, but now they have the audacity to come and demand money. I really don't know what's wrong with Lord Ma. "What?"

Is there something wrong?

Bo Cai's eyes turned cold again; his feigned heartache only lasted for a few seconds.

As Bo Cai spoke again, his tone carrying a hint of threat: "It seems that it is necessary to wipe out these Yellow Turban rebels, otherwise, I really don't know when this county will ever be truly peaceful."

Upon hearing Bo Cai's words, the hearts of these aristocratic lords sank even further.

They all know what's going on. If these people don't hand over their property, the Yellow Turban rebels will never be completely eradicated in this county.

One word: endless.

So everyone could only force a smile and continue speaking, setting an example for themselves: "Please rest assured, Commander. It is the duty of every noble family to be loyal to the court. Commander, our families will soon send over our heartfelt wishes to the court and to you."

"After all, the commander-in-chief and the soldiers behind him have already risked their lives to fight against these Yellow Turban rebels. How could we let the commander-in-chief and the army behind him bleed and shed tears?"

This is absolutely not something we would willingly do, Commander-in-Chief. What do you think?