Lin Yang, who was in Luoyang and his party, had another thought in addition to his expectations for the thousand-year-old capital, was to look forward to the bandits on the way.

In the series of novels he searched for through the Three Kingdoms, there were many bandits blocking the road and then being subdued by the protagonist's turtle spirit and willing to be his younger brother.

Moreover, the bandits who blocked the road are not small. The weak are Zhou Cang and are also powerful generals. There are many strong ones like Dian Wei. They are peerless generals in the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty. Their martial power values ​​are out of reach, not inferior to Zhang Fei.

Now these fierce generals are either in the wild or emerging in the upcoming Yellow Turban Rebellion. Lin Yang, who knows history, is also itchy and wants to show his turtle spirit, but he has no chance.

Not to mention whether he has the aura of a turtle, he rushed to Luoyang smoothly, but he did not fulfill his wish.

Lin Yang secretly complained, "What are you doing?" Everyone said that now bandits are everywhere, why are they so safe all the way? After asking Zhang Fei clearly about the route, he understood.

The wheel of history rolls forward. Zhang Jiao is ready for the uprising next year. He has long sent his confidant scholars to pretend to be bandits and rob money and food everywhere to prepare for the uprising next year.

Memorials from all over the country were sent to Luoyang like snowflakes, but were stopped by the Ten Generals.

Lin Yang and his group set out from Zhuo County and came to Luoyang through Jizhou.

Where is Jizhou? It is the base camp of the Yellow Turbans. It is operated like an iron barrel and can basically be regarded as under Zhang Jiao's rule. Zhang Jiao naturally would not rob money and grain on his own territory, and there is no need for this.

With bandits now everywhere, Lin Yang and his group walked in the area with the least bandits.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the refugees everywhere, either in groups of thirty or fifty or in groups of 100, all of whom are standard dressed as people in the Beggars' Sect and look numb. Lin Yang was also in a bad mood, and he played Aipaide in the carriage along the way. There was no signal, so he could only play stand-alone games.

So much so that when Lin Yang saw the tall and majestic Luoyang City, he was less amazed, but he had to admit that the majesty of Luoyang City is far from comparable to the products of film and television dramas. The city tower stands majestic and stable like Mount Tai, with a sense of simplicity and grandness. It is worthy of being a world-class city of this era.

When entering Luoyang City, Lin Yang's eyes lit up and finally found some of the feeling of being in ancient times. The spacious streets were full of stalls and vendors I saw in TV series in the past.

There are many farmers selling fruits, umbrellas, fans, rouge and powder, as well as some farm tools, gourds, etc., and there are people coming and going on the streets, which are very lively and a peaceful and prosperous scene. Who would have thought that the troubled times will come?

Lin Yang opened the car window along the way and looked at it strangely until he arrived at a large inn called "Fulai Inn". More than a hundred people settled in Fulai Inn.

After settling down, Lin Yang took Zhang Fei to the palace. He wanted to find out where to buy an official position, but from a distance he saw some people clustering under a red wall outside the palace.

These people are well-dressed, and you can tell at a glance that they are the "highest people" of this era, that is, people from the clan.

Lin Yang and Zhang Fei walked up to watch, and saw a long notice posted on the red wall, with Hao Ran on it, with the prices of official positions marked clearly!

Lin Yang exclaimed with a "tsk" that he was able to sell official positions and lords so blatantly, but he was a little impressed by Emperor Ling of Han, but an ordinary emperor could not do it.

He searched on the notice and found that in the late Han Dynasty, he had already recognized ancient Chinese literature for more than a month. He was originally a cultural person, so it was not difficult to learn.

"The magistrate of Pingshu County, Youzhou Dai County, one thousand gold."

"Youzhou Liaoxi County Magistrate, Zhi County Magistrate, one thousand gold."

"The county magistrate of Yinping County, Donghai County, Xuzhou, 1,500 gold."

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"The prefect of Yunzhong County, Bingzhou, with eight thousand golds."

"The prefect of Donghai County, Qingzhou, seven thousand gold."

Lin Yang glanced over and finally targeted the prefect of Donghai County, Qingzhou. Although the price was clearly marked, there were not many positions in this prefect. Donghai County, Qingzhou, is the cheapest one.

Lin Yang has his own plans and only buys a false reputation for this trip, so he naturally buys the cheap ones.

At the same time, he had a direct understanding of the price of official positions at the end of the Han Dynasty. A county magistrate actually costs one thousand gold! It is worth the price of his "immortality" luminous bottle. But thinking about it, the county magistrate is the head of a county, which is already a very bad habit!

The prefect of a county requires seven or eight thousand gold, which is even more expensive. You should know that the Deng family of a small clan accumulated over the ages only sold two thousand gold, which was accumulated and passed down from generation to generation. In this generation, the clan was a real aristocrat.

No wonder Deng Zhi wanted to sell land, and said that buying officials was not enough money. It seemed that he wanted to buy a prefect. With the entire Deng family's family's foundation, he also had to sell land to make up all the money. Perhaps Deng Zhi was preparing to relocate his family, so he might be able to do it.

As for what official Deng Zhi bought, whether he could "make" back the money he bought after taking office, it was not something Lin Yang was concerned about. The Yellow Turban Rebellion was approaching and wars were flying. He really didn't really think about Deng Zhi.

After deciding to buy the prefect of Donghai County, Qingzhou, Lin Yang walked towards the wall, and there was a young man with a white face and no beard. Looking at his dress, Lin Yang knew that this young man was a specialty of the palace, a eunuch.

When he got closer, Lin Yang said to the special creature: "This father-in-law, I want to donate an official."

When a special creature, the young man with a white face and no beard, heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he said kindly: "Please please, young master."

Lin Yang winked at Zhang Fei behind him, and the two followed the young eunuch into the palace gate. Soon after, they came to a palace.

"Young master, please, the villain is leaving." The young eunuch just led the way and led Lin Yang and Zhang Fei to the palace. After a few words, he turned around and left.

Lin Yang smiled, Zhang Fei stepped forward and pushed the door opened.

When the two walked into the palace, they saw a desk in the main hall, with a row of bookshelves on each side, covered with bamboo slips. Overall, the layout was very simple.

Behind the calligraphy case in the middle of the hall, two eunuchs, one old and one young.

Two eunuchs, one old and one young, were talking. When they saw the door of the hall opened, they knew that business was coming and greeted them with a smile.

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