Chen Meng's heart trembled when he heard that Wan Gong was in charge of him.

Is there such a good thing?

With Wan Gong in possession, everything in Huangtianba was revitalized.

But he was still calm and did not get carried away. The pie was so big that he might choke to death.

"Godfather, how can I, Chen Meng, be in charge of Wan Gong?"

"Meng Wazi, let me tell you clearly. Wan Gong Deng Shoulu is dead, and there are still several capable subordinates Xia Ping who gave them some medicine and didn't come back. I can't take care of such a big place now."

This is a fact, and Chen Meng also knows it.

"There are conditions for handing it over to you. First, your people can only bring fifty people. Second, everything is divided into seven for me and three for you. Third, if you have any disputes with Wan Gong, I must handle it.

Fourth, the expenses incurred by the management will be borne by you. If you think the conditions are satisfactory, leave it to you. If you think it is not possible, forget it and I will find someone else."

Chen Meng had already agreed in his heart, even if he lost a little money, he would agree. The main reason is that the cigarettes coming from Huangtianba no longer need to be paid, and for those who come from Jiazhou to sell cigarettes, he can directly intercept the flow and divert it to Huangtianba, and also

Don't talk about the profits from selling salt and daily necessities to the barbarians.

And using the population resources of ten thousand people will be at an advantage to fight against the barbarians. Huangtianba will be safer.

There are actually many more favorable factors. Such conditions may seem harsh on the surface, but for him who owns Huangtianba, there are too many favorable factors.

It seems that Yang Yi'an is not deceitful. He pretended to be serious and said: "Godfather, I don't know anything about Wan Gong. I don't know if my people will make money if they go to Wan Gong. Working for godfather, I am so fierce."

None. Just take care of the food, clothing, housing, and transportation of the people I brought there."

Seeing that Chen Meng agreed, Yang Yi'an and Zheng Hongbo looked at each other: the fish finally took the bait.

Yang Yi'an didn't say anything, he seemed to be thinking, and after a while he seemed to have made a big decision:

"Son of Meng, Deng Shoulu used to have this commission when he was in charge of Wan Gong. Your brother Xuezhi was kidnapped by Wan Gong, and it cost him 5,000 shi of food and 15,000 oceans to redeem him. Godfather, although I say that our family is big and the business is big,

But the expenses are also high, so I can't give you much support. You lead the brothers to work in Wanwan, and the brothers have to live with their families. Let's do this, you can commission 30 to 50% of the income."

Seeing that another five points had been cut off Yang Yi'an's body, Chen Meng was secretly proud. "I listen to my godfather in everything."

"Mengwazi, you still need to cooperate with Wan Gong's position on the south bank."

Come on, there are no good things in the world that come without hard work.

"Godfather, although I, Chen Meng, don't understand anything, I am willing to die for you. You tell me what you want me to do."

"Wan Gong has built a position on the south bank. This time we have to pull out the nail first. Zhang Duoye and I will attract them from the west, and you will sneak attack from behind them from the east."

Chen Meng had observed their fortifications long ago and found that the focus of defense was indeed on the west side. Whether it was due to lack of time or some other reason, there were almost no defense facilities on the east side. If the west side attracts attention, the possibility of a successful sneak attack is very high.

Moreover, a sneak attack is not a fortified attack. If you can't succeed with one strike, retreating immediately will still preserve your strength. This kind of battle can be done.

"After you take the position, if you want, send some people to garrison it. If you don't want to demolish it, that's fine."

"Okay, I'll follow my godfather's arrangements."

What followed was a detailed arrangement, which lasted until late at night.

It was late at night, and Yang Yi'an came to Yang Erniang's room. The oil lamp was very bright. The maid guarding Yang Erniang's bed was dozing. When Yang Yi'an arrived, she stood up hurriedly:

"master."

"I'm here, please go out for a moment."

"Yes." The maid exited the room.

Yang Yi'an sat in front of the bed and held Yang Erniang's hand. Looking at his wife's slightly trembling eyes, he knew that his wife was not asleep.

He didn't say anything and just protected his wife.

After rescuing her son yesterday, Yang Erniang fell ill as soon as she got home. During this period, Yang Erniang was worried, angry, and heartbroken. Now that her son has returned home, her heart is empty and she can no longer support herself.

"Are things going well?" Yang Erniang asked softly and tiredly with her eyes closed.

"Fortunately, we are going to catch him off guard this time. We have to cut wheat and plant seedlings soon. The Xiangyong from Xia Ping Security Team will definitely send some people back to farm. This is when they are at their weakest."

Yang Yi Ansuo went to bed, held his wife lovingly in his arms, and comforted her:

"I know you have a lot of hatred and resentment in your heart, and you want to send troops immediately to wipe out Wan Gong. But the best time is during the busy farming season. I didn't mobilize the people around me this time, just to paralyze them.

"The county magistrate has reported it to the court. Can't you wait for the court to send troops to fight together?"

"Mr. Zheng and I have discussed that when the officers and soldiers come, they will not only cause harm to the place, but they will treat us as cannon fodder. It is better for us to do it ourselves."

"Has the killer you hired from Qionglai arrived?"

"When we arrived, no one knew about it. I didn't even tell the big boy. Mr. Zheng told them directly. They are famous killers and don't want others to know about them."

"Well, when it comes to assassinating Xia Ping, the most suitable candidates are Luo Sheng and the others. It's a pity that even if I win them over like this, they won't come."

"It's all my fault that I offered a bounty to them in the first place, but they often run that route and can still bring us a lot of news. We can support them in the future."

"When will you go find Zhang Mazi?"

"Let's go after three days. We're afraid things will be exposed if we go early. If we can capture Zhang Mazi, Zhang Mazi will be followed by a group of people, and all the work will be like catching a turtle in a jar."

"Liu Anzhai is his godson. He supports him wholeheartedly. Bribery will not work. Life on Zhang Mazi's mountain is not easy, so capturing him shouldn't be a big problem. I will send some troops to attack him in a pincer attack with Zhang Mazi."

After talking for a while, her husband's comfort made Yang Erniang's depression dissipate a lot, and her body felt a little more relaxed.

She enjoyed her husband's love and care, and she said softly and gently: "If you can catch as many as possible alive, you have to leave Xia Ping, Zhou Kaishan, and Zhang Yishan's family to me. If I don't say this, I will suffocate to death."

Yang Yi'an smiled and said: "I'll leave it to you, why did you say this?"

"Xia Ping, I dug out his eyes with my own hands. I smashed his thumbs and thumbs with a hammer with my hands and feet. Zhang Yishan

I want the brothers to pick up his daughter-in-law right on the street, um... I haven’t thought about anything else yet, I’ll tell you then.”

"Okay, I'll stay with you then."

Zhang Mazi did not choose to live in a dormitory, but moved into a training camp.

Yesterday's reception banquet was very lively and enthusiastic. Zhang Mazi knew that he came here with his eyes to observe this time and did not drink much wine.

When he arrived at the military camp, a single room was specially prepared for him. His entourage was arranged next door and was on call.

In the early morning, before dawn, I heard the sound of military bugles, and the entourage got busy and looked strange.

How could it be so fast? When they walked out of the house, they saw a hundred or ten people wearing jackets and shorts gathered on the dam.

No one in the neat formation had braids, and most of them had monk hair.

The reason why I say most of them is because there are three people in the team with short hair.

There were actually three women in the team.

[Author's digression]: My book friend Nangong Zhen gave me a golden ticket. I wanted to add another chapter to express my gratitude, but maybe I am too stupid. I have used up all my time every day and can only write 4,000 words.

I don’t even have a chapter saved now. I wrote it the day before and posted it the next day.
Chapter completed!