Xuzhou, south bank of the Yangtze River, the Mongolian army camp.

Ah Shu strode into the tent without saying hello, grabbed a piece of meat and bit it.

Wu Lianghetai looked at his son sideways and said, "You are here now, I have almost defeated Xuzhou."

"Before we got out of the five-foot road, a Song army blocked it, and we lost more than two hundred people." A Shu said: "I took a detour to Shimen Road in Jimo Prefecture and came out of the Guan River Valley."

"Can Song Jun still block you?"

Ah Shu said: "Anyway, you defeated Zhang Shi. It's not the same if I arrive earlier or later."

Wu Lianghetai lowered his head, drew his hand on the map, clicked on the locations of Junlian Prefecture and Qingfu County, and shook his head again.

Ah Shu followed his gaze, stretched out his hand full of oil and tapped it.

"There are capable people in these two small towns. They are either Changning soldiers or county magistrates from some state. Damn it."

"It's not surprising that Xuzhou Shijun also had a few troubles." Wu Lianghetai said, "Nig led five centurions and was trapped in Qingfu and did not come back."

"In a war, there are winners and losers." Ah Shu grinned indifferently and asked, "How long do I have to stay in Xuzhou? It will take ten days. I will go and pull out these two small cities."

"No fight, let's go to Hezhou first."

"You are the marshal of the capital, and I am my father. You have the final say, but just don't be flanked by the Song army in Xuzhou."

"There are not many Song troops left in Xuzhou, so prepare to go eastward."

Ah Shu understood the importance and did not object. However, his eyes fell on the location of Qingfu County on the map and muttered.

"Can we still kill Nig?"

~~

In the box, Nige stared angrily, with lime on his face.

With a "pop" sound, the wooden box was covered.

Jiang Chun glanced around again and saw a bunch of heads piled in one place, and felt a wave of vomiting.

He had to force himself to calm down, stroked his beard and said: "I came here today to see with my own eyes, and I realized that Feiyu is very brave."

Li Xiandao: "It is the full support of the county magistrate and the chief registrar, not my fault alone."

Jiang Chun walked out of the barracks with his hands behind his back and walked towards the school grounds.

After walking a few steps, he took a deep breath, still feeling a little uncomfortable.

He came to Xunjiang Yingpan today. He originally wanted to talk to Li Xia about Jiuqu Garden, but when he came over unexpectedly, he was invited by Li Xia to view the head.

"This head... is almost less than I thought."

"Many Mongolian soldiers were burned to death, or jumped into the Fu River, but never captured their heads."

"Yeah?"

"yes."

Jiang Chun turned his head and looked at the newly built large warehouse in the middle of the camp.

He knew that it was Zhang Yuanming's food, and that was why he came here today.

But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them out.

Facing Li Xia in this patrol camp, Jiang Chun couldn't feel his aura as a county magistrate and as a superior.

"Feiyu, if you have time, come with me back to the county office?"

"The past two days have been busy with post-war pensions and rewards. What did the county magistrate do?"

Jiang Chun muttered: "You should personally explain to Zhang Yuanwai what happened."

"I can't be free today, what about tomorrow?"

"This... is really not available?"

"It's really not free."

Jiang Chun was a little embarrassed and sighed: "Let's do this. The landlord will talk to you tomorrow."

"That's fine." Li Xia said: "The county magistrate must remember that Xuzhou is still under siege and cannot let the people out of the city for the time being. This battle may take a long time. It just depends on whether Hezhou can be defended."

Jiang Chun nodded, stroked his beard and said, "This county understands this matter."

"It's time to let the rich people in the city donate some money."

"Yes, the county will leave this matter to the landlord's bookkeeper. Feiyu should discuss it with him..."

Jiang Chun responded one by one, feeling upset.

It was him, the county magistrate, who was supposed to appoint the county captain, but today he was given the orders by the county captain...

Li Xia actually saw Jiang Chun's depression in his eyes.

But he didn't care whether the county magistrate was happy or not.

By guarding the Qing Fu, the people of a county could save their lives, leading the soldiers to victory in battles, and providing pensions and rewards. Only these tangible things brought him prestige and became part of his strength.

Only with this strength could Jiang Chun not dare to say a harsh word in the Xunjiang camp.

Rather than relying on making every superior person happy.

Li Xia never felt that he was arrogant. He had the same attitude towards everyone.

~~

Jiang Chun just returned to Qingfu County and immediately heard that Zhang Yuanming asked for an audience.

The two sat in the hall, and after exchanging pleasantries, Zhang Yuanming asked again about Jiuqu Garden and food.

Jiang Chun spoke in official terms and only claimed that Fang Yankai would give him a satisfactory answer. Apparently he had made up his mind and passed the matter to the chief clerk.

Zhang Yuanming saw clearly and responded appropriately, except for one sentence when he stood up at the end.

"Even if the county magistrate personally invited him, Lieutenant Li refused to come... This is the first time in my life that I have seen such an arrogant young man."

"I'm serious, I'm serious. Feiyu is indeed busy. He will return to the city tomorrow to meet..."

Zhang Yuanming smiled, and before Jiang Chun finished speaking, he walked out with his hands behind his back, and returned to the Yuan Mansion where he was temporarily staying.

An hour later, Zhang Shifei left Yuan's house and went to a "Qinxiang Tea House" north of the county seat.

~~

"Who does Dalang want to kill?"

"County Lieutenant Li Xia."

"What's going on? That's an official of the imperial court."

"It's not like you've never killed an official before."

"Are the exiled officials the same as the county officials who are in charge of local heroes?"

"Aren't they all stabbed to death with one stab?" Zhang Shifei said.

He held the tea cup, with a reserved smile on his face, and said: "A child from a well-known family from Lin'an has never seen the dangers of our southwest border. He has relied on some backers to raise some local braves and fool around with some military exploits. Don't you?

I was fooled by him and thought he had really killed a few fools."

"Isn't it?"

"Three fires, one was burned in Baiyan Mountain, one was burned in Chestnut Bay, and the other was burned in my Zhangjia Jiuqu Garden. It was his decision to burn several Mongolian people to death. What are you afraid of? He is just a white-faced person.

My son, if you are left alone, it will only be a matter of one knife in the hands of your 'ugly butcher'."

"That being said, this matter is still dangerous."

Zhang Shifei said: "Don't forget that it was my father who fished you out, otherwise you would have died long ago."

"Don't dare forget."

The man named "Chu Fu" stood by the window and looked at the street for a while, then sat down again.

"Da Lang, we have been cooperating for several years. I have made seven or eight trips to the Wumeng Department for the Zhang family, right?"

"You haven't made less money either." Zhang Shifei glanced at Chu Fu and said, "You have lost a lot of weight in the past two years."

Chu Fu grinned, and the flesh on his face looked a bit scary.

"If it's not loose, you can still kill people, but the price..."

"Three thousand strings." Zhang Shifei took a sip of tea and said calmly.

"not enough."

Chu Fu shook his head, gestured with five fingers, and said: "This is a big deal. After completing this transaction, I have to take my brothers to avoid it. At least this number."

"Just three thousand strings."

"How much does it cost for an old man to go out?"

"Yes, just three thousand strings..."

~~
To be continued...