Lu Fang, Lao Xiao and Niu Laogen were having dinner at the county government office.
This made Niu Laogen extremely frightened.
Probably he had never thought in his life that one day he would be able to eat at the same table as the county magistrate. So this farmer who had worked hard for most of his life ran to the door in a panic. He clutched the corners of his patched coarse cloth and squatted down.
No matter what Lu Liang said, he refused to go in. He said that the common people did not dare to eat with the magistrate, as if he was about to cry.
In the end, Lu Fang and Lu Liang had no choice but to ask Zhu'er to help prepare the meal, and let the honest old farmer squat at the door to eat. Even so, Niu Laogen probably didn't feel comfortable eating the meal.
After dinner, Lu Fang took Lao Xiao and Niu Laogen out.
It's not dark yet, but it will get dark.
After arriving at Wanfu Inn, when night fell, they took Han Feihong and his gang of Chaling soldiers to the south gate of You County. By this time, there were no more people to be seen on the street.
When we arrived at the city gate, there were not even any soldiers guarding the gate.
"Huh?"
Han Feihong was surprised, "Where are the soldiers guarding the gate?"
Lu Fang chuckled lightly, "Let's give up. Now, there are probably not many of these petty officials and handymen in You County who are still working for the county government."
"You don't care?"
Han Feihong said in surprise.
Lu Fang said: "There's nothing to control. It's just a few petty thieves at most. It won't cause any major problems. And it can't be controlled. The majority of the money they get is not the county government's salary."
He knew that there must be people in charge of things in the county government.
Yu Pan is under house arrest, but there are others who can command these officials and soldiers in You County. They are all natives of You County, and they are probably closely related to Lu Deye and his gang. Or they have been bribed over the years.
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Youxian Chamber of Commerce’s three axes!
Money! Officials! Public opinion!
It depends on how long he and Lu Liang can survive.
But, will it be Huang Xingchang who is taking the lead in this county government?
If we capture him, will we be able to make these people submit obediently?
Probably not.
Even if Huang Xingchang is gone, someone else will probably take the lead.
Now, it is a struggle between himself, Lu Liang, and the local forces.
He swaggered out of the city gate.
Lu Fang asked Niu Laogen to lead the way, and headed towards Dahuang Mountain.
There really is a moon.
The silver glow is scattered on the ground. Although it is dim, you can still see the road clearly. The white part is the road, and the shining part is the puddle. No one will step on the dark place.
Occasionally there are snakes.
It would wander past on the road, or it would make a swishing sound in the grass, but nothing would happen again.
Frogs croaked and insects chirped endlessly.
This is ancient times.
In the city in his last life, Lu Fang had forgotten how long it had been since he walked on such a night road. He only remembered that when he was very young, his mother took him to visit relatives and came back late, and this was the scene.
There was silence on the road.
"mom……"
Lu Fang shouted softly, but no one heard him clearly.
I didn’t go to Niujiao Village.
Lu Fang asked Niu Laogen to take him directly to the foot of Dahuang Mountain.
Dahuang Mountain is so big that there is no reason for those bandits to spread their knowledge down the mountain. Besides, the moonlight cannot be seen clearly even from a distance of more than ten meters.
Niu Laogen is very familiar with the road.
In this way, nearly two hundred people arrived at the foot of Dahuang Mountain.
The mountain breeze is gentle.
Occasionally there is the roar of wild animals.
These days, tigers and wild boars are very common.
stamp.
Lu Fang said: "Just rest here!"
Then he took out the mosquito coil from his pocket.
Of course this was drawn by lottery.
Tiger mosquito coils.
There are too many mosquitoes on the mountain side.
Han Feihong also said, "Rest on the spot! Sleep!"
"Crack!"
Lu Fangzou took out his lighter, lit mosquito coils and said, "If you snore, remember to cover your mouth. If there is someone nearby who snores too loudly, remember to wake him up."
It's better to be careful.
It would be a bad thing if bandits really came down to patrol the mountain.
Han Feihong stared blankly at the lighter in Lu Fang's hand, "What is this?"
Lu Fang said disapprovingly: "I'll give you some of the overseas Huozhezi later."
"What about this?"
Han Feihong pointed to the mosquito coil in Lu Fang's hand again, like a curious baby.
Lu Fang said: "Mosquito-proof!"
As he said that, he simply took out mosquito coils and a lighter and stuffed them into Han Feihong's hands, "Let the brothers light them up, otherwise they will be bitten by mosquitoes."
Mosquitoes these days are still very venomous, with sharp and long mouths. When bitten, the mosquito bites become a big bag, and the itching is unbearable.
Han Feihong imitated Lu Fang's example and pressed the lighter switch. The flame went out in and out. He grinned and said, "Giving it to me?"
It's like I got some treasure.
Lu Fang just nodded.
Han Feihong happily asked the soldiers below to light the mosquito-repellent incense, but he did not forget to tell them that after the mosquito-repellent incense was lit, the lighter must be returned to him.
By the time he finished his work, Lu Fang was already sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Lao Xiao sat next to him.
Niu Laogen looked at a crooked-neck pine tree and slept.
Han Feihong walked to Lu Fang and whispered: "Master Lu, after suppressing the bandits, can you really keep me by Magistrate Lu's side?"
He was thinking about this, but he was also worried that Lu Fang was just talking empty words.
Before coming, Yang Mao made it clear that he did not want to cooperate with Lu Liang, but he was going to attack the bandits on Dahuang Mountain tomorrow morning. Han Feihong had merit in taking them down, but he would definitely offend Yang Mao to death.
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At that time, as much as Yang Mao trusted him in the past, he will hate him in the future.
If he returns to the Chaling Army again, he will definitely have a lot of shoes to fill.
Lu Fang opened his eyes and said: "General Han, don't worry. I, Lu Fang, am not the kind of person who crosses rivers and burns down bridges. As long as the banditry is suppressed, I will have to let the princess find a way to give you a new life even if I go to Prince Rong's Mansion to kneel down."
I'm looking for a job. I can't guarantee whether you can stay with my brother, but I definitely won't let you go back to Chaling Army again."
Han Feihong gritted his teeth, "Then I will do it with you this time."
As he spoke, he glanced at Lao Xiao beside Lu Fang. He wanted to say something harsh but didn't dare.
This old man is a master and cannot be offended.
The smell of mosquito coils gradually dissipated.
The mosquitoes buzz less.
There was a snoring sound.
Then there was a gentle slap on the face, "Wake up! Wake up! Stop fucking snoring."
Lu Fang and Han Feihong didn't speak any more, and each closed their eyes and entered a state of trance.
Like them, there are only a few soldiers in the Chaling Army.
There were many martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes of the Great Chongqing Dynasty.
But not too much.
There are very few real ordinary people who can practice martial arts. They either have extraordinary talents or it is passed down from their families. Apart from these two, there is basically no way to enter martial arts.