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Daqing squatted in the hidden cave with a gun in his arms, and through the observation hole, he carefully observed the movement outside.

The cave is not big, and it can only be used for a team of ten people to hide. This is the result of the expansion after accepting Chenjiabao, but even so, it still seems overcrowded.

A gust of cold wind kept drilling into the observation hole, offsetting the small amount of charcoal fire in the cave. According to the rules, in order to hide in the cave, fire cannot be made in the cave. Fortunately, it was sympathetic to everyone's hardships and specially allocated the next honeycomb coal stove to the cave. There were ten kilograms of good honeycomb coal a day, which made the cave facing the North Gate a little warmth.

Honeycomb coal is good, but there is little, but there is coke, but everyone doesn't really want to order it, because once the thing is lit, it is warm, but it tastes like a rotten egg. Especially, the repeated reminders from King Chuang came from above, that is, carbon monoxide poisoning, and no one knows about carbon monoxide, but once this thing reaches a certain taste, it is indeed as King Chuang said, everyone will become drowsy, but as long as the doors and windows are opened in time, it will be fine.

However, in order to hide, everyone dared not always open doors and windows, so they just needed ninjas to burn less coke.

Fortunately, the small cave was crowded with ten people and it became hot and hot, so everyone was no longer cold. The charcoal was raised, and it was only used when roasting dry food.

This team is all brothers from Daqing from Suide. In fact, to be precise, the entire garrison army of Chenjiabao is composed of Suide's brothers, including his current leader, now called the garrison army leader, Guangwu, and are all fellow villagers of Suide. If you calculate carefully, he and Captain Guangwu are still relatives in front of and behind the village.

When I was in Suide, although there was no tax oppression from other counties, life still made people extremely difficult. The family worked hard and did not have much wealth. They worked all day long and could not eat a bit of salt. A man like me felt that all over his body had white hair. Last time, in order to resist the plunder of this county, I also saw that Mr. Zhou Ji had paid a lot of money and food, so I joined the signing and earned a bowl of rice.

It was a crushing defeat and was captured by the rebel army. It turned out that the captured was even more enjoyable than not being a prisoner. Not only did he eat three meals a day, but he also did not beat and scold him at once. Everyone took care of each other and took care of each other like brothers. Especially after surviving the battle in Yanchuan, when he arrived at the Chenjiabao, the rebel king confiscated the Chen family's wealthy land and distributed it to everyone according to the head. A bachelor like himself also distributed four acres of land and two acres of land as military salary compensation.

And they also gave four acres of land to those dependent people, and only paid 100 kilograms of wheat every year. In fact, for the diligent people, it is not a problem to water the Chuangwang Fengmill. It stipulates that this rent and tax will no longer be attached, which is more reassuring than the above statement that there is no rent and tax.

What the simplest people believe most is that you can charge for restriction, rather than taking it like a pie falling from the sky. It is really in vain, and everyone is uneasy.

In the first stage, Daqing's fellow villagers quietly lurked back to their hometown in Suide during the prescribed holidays and picked up their parents, wife and children. Some of them simply called them together with relatives and friends. When these people arrived, they not only received warm welcome from the base King Chuang, but also received their own land and enjoyed the prescribed rent and taxes. This made Daqing also eager to try it out. After all, in the hometown of Suide, there were also fathers and mothers, and a younger brother. If they were all brought, it would be eighteen acres of good fertile land, and the six acres under their name would not have no time to take care of them. If the potato seeds distributed by the King Chuang now can harvest three or four thousand kilograms of potatoes per acre mentioned by the King Chuang in May. Calculate that, sixteen acres, that would be more than 40,000 kilograms of food and drink. What is that? Daqing mobilized his toes several times at night, but he didn't figure it out clearly. Anyway, the family of four could not starve to death.

Don’t starve to death, this is everyone’s biggest dream now.

However, when Captain Guangwu asked for leave from Daqing, he was sent back with a smile on his face. The reason was that he was in a hurry to ask for leave to pick up too many people in his family, and as the first barrier in the base area, it could not be without guarding it. Everyone could take turns to take a break, and as a result, this matter was dragged down again and again.

When it was finally Daqing's turn, Zhang Yuan began to launch an encirclement and suppression of the base area. What else should he say? Stay there, live and die with the base area, and win the anti-encirclement and suppression battle.

Moving down, looking at Zhou Ji who was lying in the snow and lying in the ice and snow opposite him, the former master, everyone laughed and lying down, thinking that they didn't know that their every move would have been under the eyes of the soldiers and brothers. If the King of Chuang and Gengkui's infantry commander had not been strict orders, and gave the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity, everyone would have found the former Master of County Master to fight desperately.

In fact, in the hearts of these people, this county magistrate is already a rare good master. However, compared with the current King of Rebellion, it is in heaven and earth. What about the good master? The good master just squeezed himself less than other dog officials. Can he plant his own land? Can he make himself pay such a small tax? Can you see those of you who are affectionately calling him brother without asking to kneel down? No, absolutely not.

When I thought of this, Daqing felt that he had urinated again. This is really cold and hot, and he drank too much broth in the morning. It’s not my fault. Who told me that the broth was served by Xiao Ya? Can it be okay if I don’t drink it?

Xiao Ya, a little girl with a faint freckle on her face, and a female soldier of the Detachment of Women, is a girl who Daqing can't walk from afar. Every time he dreams, as long as he farms in the fields, this girl with a faint freckle will deliver food to him on the ground.

Okay, don't think about it now, rush to pee.

"Captain, I still have to pee." Daqing asked for leave from the enthusiastic team leader again.

The captain came down and raised his red face, which was roasted by the coal fire of honeycombs, put down a piece of roasted potato, and cursed at Daqing: "Let you stare at other people's freckles. Don't remember how much broth you drink. This time, are you going to wet your pants? Hahaha."

Another brother lowered his voice and said, "Did you wet your pants? Is that right?" The group of people laughed in a low voice, and Daqing's face turned red like a red cloth.

Looking at Daqing, who was blushing and thick-necked, Captain Smiling said, "Erfengfeng, go and replace Daqing's position and let Daqing go out to pee. If he really feels sore, how can we fight against the official army?"

Erfeng stood up, squeezed through the crowd, came to Daqing, and said with a smile: 'Go, go, hurry up, I'll keep potatoes for you."

Daqing nodded gratefully to Erfeng and the team leader, stretched his neck again and observed carefully in the observation hole. He was sure that there were no official troops outside, so he quietly pushed open the door and walked out.

"Go away and pee, don't let people see the traces here. Go and go back quickly. The official army is watching from a distance." The team leader solemnly reminded.

"Don't worry, I will never let the government army see me." Daqing said with a guarantee. After that, he turned around and turned to a raindrop against the ridge, and then walked forward carefully, hoping to get farther away from the detective cave he was hiding and farther away.

Daqing found a location he thought was very hidden. He just finished peeing and tied up his trouser belt. When he was about to go back, a sound sounded in his ears like thunder. It was not because of the loud noise, but because the sound was too abrupt and too shocking.

"Daqing, you putty, why don't you come here yet?"

The sound was no different from an ant, but in Daqing's ears, it was like thunder in the sky, and it suddenly stopped Daqing's body.

It’s the father, it’s indeed the voice of the father who was originally in the Suide ravine.

Why did Dad come here?

Why did my dad talk to me like this?

A very bad judgment rose in Daqing's heart.

Oh no, my father must have been signed by the Suide government, and he followed the army to participate in the encirclement and suppress the Chuangwang base.

When I thought of this, Daqing turned from head to toe.

Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers are things that have been continuously refined by Confucianism and constantly educated in the womb during the five thousand years of Chinese heritage. Filial piety is the main body and master of inheriting Chinese culture. Now, Daqing has felt that he is in a desperate situation.

"Baby, I'm not here yet." The voice shouted in a stern voice again.

You can be humble to anyone. In China, your father has absolute authority over his children.

Daqing tickled his trousers while turning around slowly. After a while, his head had already thought about it. If he only had his father, he would pull him to the base. If there were others, he could only surrender and he could not hurt his father no matter what.

There were at least fifty people in the bushes behind the ridge.

The father was wearing a brand new red official jacket and was looking at Daqing with anger on his face.

"You lord and fatherless dog, you have been wasting your grace for so many years. Why didn't you die in battle last time? Why did you become a thief, let my old face be shamed, and let your ancestors be humiliated? What your mother taught you to starve to death and not steal, and to freeze to be a thief, and you would throw it into the dog's belly? The emperor's grace is so great, and the emperor's grace is so great, don't you remember?" My father jumped in front of hundreds of people and scolded him, his unscrupulous son. His son was a pole, which really made him feel ashamed, but Daqing kept refuting in his heart, but it was limited to it.

"You dog, you're not here to kowtow to the county master and confess your guilt. Please forgive me for not dying?"

My father scolded for a while, but he really couldn't do anything, so he pulled Daqing over and kowtowed to Zhou Ji, hoping that the master could forgive his son, who was a thief. Although Master Zhou Ji promised to call his son back, he would forgive him for not being able to die.

Daqing glanced at the great master with brilliant armor with his eyes, and a stubbornness and contempt flashed in his eyes.

When my father saw that his son was not moving, he was very anxious and kicked him over: "You guy, why don't you come forward to kneel down?" This time it was not a fake, but he was really angry. The master's temperament was like turning against him. He could not admit his original words in a blink of an eye. If this son was stubborn, his life would be lost immediately. He was just a son who had passed on his family line.

Seeing that his son was still holding his head down and not kneeling, the father quickly fell to the ground in fear and fear, kowtowed to Zhouji County Zun repeatedly, saying tone-turning New Year greetings, begging the master not to get angry.
Chapter completed!