The most arrogant in history

Chapter 273: Mohist leader?

Jiang Yourong asked, "Could it be that he offended someone during the raid on the gambling houses and brothels last time?"

"That shouldn't be the case, right? How could there be such a master in a gambling house or a brothel?"

Ye Kun thought about it and called Zhuge Feng, Guan Yafu and Ma Zhao to discuss the matter.

Then, he transferred another one hundred scout experts from the army to strengthen the guard of the prefectural government.

A scout in the army, he is also a hero who can climb walls and fly over rooftops.

If a hundred scouts, plus the existing guards, cannot prevent a thief, then we can only say that the thief is too powerful.

Soon, Zhuge Feng and others arrived.

Ma Zhao read the letter from the thief and flew into a rage:

"Master Ye, this must be the wealthy man behind the gambling den. He has hired experts at a high price to come against us."

Zhuge Feng frowned and said, "The seal is a symbol of power. The thief stole the seal, which means he is fighting for power. In Yizhou, apart from those wealthy and powerful families, who else dares to compete with Lord Ye for power?"

Guan Yafu said, "Since the thief left a note saying he would come again tonight, we should guard him strictly and we will know once we catch him."

Ma Zhao said, "No need. Wait until I torture all the brothel madams and make them confess their backers. Then we will uproot them and catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Master Ma, don't be impulsive." Ye Kun waved his hand and said thoughtfully:

"We all know who is behind the gambling houses and brothels. If we want to uproot them, I'm afraid that none of the wealthy families in Chengdu will be able to escape. However, in the current situation, we still need to be appropriate in governing Yizhou to avoid causing chaos."

In the feudal era, social governance could not be completely separated from the gentry.

In some places that are beyond control, it is easier to use local gentry to govern them.

In terms of productivity, gentry can concentrate their strength and take the lead in accomplishing great things;

Unorganized and scattered small farmers cannot accomplish anything big.

Small-scale pond digging and road building in the countryside all require the organization of gentry, as do the collection of grain and taxes, the levy of labor, and so on.

If the aristocratic gentry in Chengdu were to be eradicated now, the gentry in other places would feel grief-stricken and would unite to oppose Ye Kun or even rebel.

Ma Zhao said, "But the thief is so bold, if he is not severely punished, how will Lord Ye govern Yizhou in the future?"

"There is no evidence at the moment. This is a thief sent by the local gentry in Chengdu, so we must not act rashly."

Ye Kun made the final decision: "This matter will be kept secret for the time being. Let me make arrangements and catch the thief first. All of you, sirs, please also pay attention to your own safety to prevent assassins from taking advantage of the situation."

Everyone nodded and left.

Ye Kun personally inspected the prefectural government, checked the scene of the theft, and increased the security force.

Especially for my mother, Jiang Yourong and others, Ye Kun required strict protection.

Yao Caidie dispatched another fifty female soldiers, half of whom were wearing armor and were on duty outside Chunhui Garden; the other half were wearing ordinary clothes, hiding short knives, disguised as personal maids, to protect Jiang Yourong and others.

Ma Zhao and Tan Bamao also strengthened the inspection of people coming in and out of the city gates, increased patrols in the city, and checked suspicious persons.

The whole city of Chengdu was in a state of panic.

Ye Kun himself was not very worried.

According to common sense, the thief did not really want to kill him.

Otherwise, the assassination plan would be carried out quietly. How could they dare to alert the enemy and steal and print the letter in a high-profile manner?

He felt that the thief might want to get close to him to express some demands.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

Tan Bamao and Ma Zhao's open and secret investigations yielded no clues at all.

Tan Bamao came to see him and said, "Godfather, you can rest assured at night. I will personally lead the soldiers to protect you. I promise that not even a fly or a mosquito can fly in!"

"It's winter, of course there are no flies or mosquitoes."

Ye Kun lazily said, "Tonight, I will sleep in the lobby of the prefect's mansion, waiting for the thief to come and chop off my head. I want to see who this thief is."

Tan Bamao nodded and immediately arranged the defense.

In the lobby of the prefect's mansion, Ye Kun lit a few oil lamps and reviewed some design drafts submitted by Lao He under the lamps, and made modifications to some unreasonable places.

After the revision, Ye Kun sorted out some formulas and laws according to his memory, classified them and recorded them down.

He was afraid that he would not be able to remember these formulas when he got old.

Tan Bamao and others were guarding outside the door.

As the night deepened, there was still no sign of the thief.

Ye Kun took out the white cloth on which the thief had left his message, placed it on the table, and said with a smile:

"If you don't come after midnight as promised, I should go to bed. Your head is on my neck, come and take it if you can!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Bamao pushed the door and walked in.

Ye Kun stretched himself and said, "Ba Mao, you guys should take turns to rest. I guess the thief is a woman. Seeing that you are all here, she will feel embarrassed to date me."

Tan Bamao came over and said with a fake smile: "Ye thief, how do you know that the flying thief is a woman?"

Ye Kun was startled when he heard this, but then he reacted and shouted, "You are not Tan Bamao, you are a thief!"

Clang!

With a sword whistling, a sword more than one foot long popped out from Tan Bamao's sleeve and was already across Ye Kun's neck.

Ye Kun wanted to resist, but it was too late.

The other party moved too quickly, changing shape and form like a ghost.

The guards outside the door heard Ye Kun shouting and rushed in together.

"Don't move, or I will kill Ye Kun!" The thief, who disguised himself as Tan Bamao, glared and shouted.

The sword was placed on Ye Kun's neck, shining brightly.

The guards didn't dare to step forward and just stared at each other.

"Don't move, don't move." Ye Kun remained calm, looking at the thief sideways and said with a smile:

"Brother, you are better. Ye Kun admits defeat. If you have anything to say, just say it."

The thief sneered, "Tell all of your good-for-nothings to get out of here and close the door!"

Ye Kun nodded and asked everyone to leave.

The thief then let go of Ye Kun and laughed:

"They say Ye Kun is an expert in mechanical devices and can do anything, but I think he is just a coward with a false reputation. I have warned you that I will kill you tonight, but you still fell into my hands."

"Sister, don't say that." Ye Kun laughed:

"I know you won't kill me, so I didn't do anything to defend myself. Otherwise, I would build a big cage out of steel and lock myself in it. How could you get close to me?"

Ye Kun had already recognized the voice of the thief.

It's a woman.

"Shut up, who is your sister!" The thief was furious and pointed his sword at Ye Kun's neck.

"If it's not a sister, then it's a younger sister."

Ye Kun shrugged and asked, "Where is my godson Tan Bamao? What have you done with him?"

The thief disguised himself as Tan Bamao and must have controlled Tan Bamao, which is why he was able to impersonate successfully.

"Don't worry, your godson is not dead, I just threw him into the toilet."

The thief sneered and gestured to Ye Kun's neck with the small sword: "I heard that you are a disciple of the Mo family, is that right?"

Ye Kun didn't understand what the other party meant, so he smiled and said, "Why, do the Mo family disciples have a grudge against my sister?"

"What sister? I just want to ask you if you are a disciple of the Mohist School!"

"Yes, and I am the last generation of the Mohist School!"

Ye Kun raised his head and said with a smile: "Sister, are you interested in our Mo family?"

The great master of Mohism is the leader of Mohism.

"fart!"

The thief glared and shouted, "You said you are a disciple of the Mohist School, do you have any proof?"