"Madam." Gongsun Yan was standing on the watchtower when he suddenly heard someone shouting from below. The voice sounded familiar.
Looking down, I saw Xin Shi, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
He was wearing a junior official's uniform and looked good. Behind him were several girls with low eyebrows and pleasant eyes.
As Zhang Zhu and Wang Wu recovered, Xin Shi also took some time off.
His leg injury was delayed on the road, and at that time Gongsun Yan did not have the energy to buy 10,000 supply points of therapeutic potion. After the wound healed, it still affected his walking.
Gongsun Yan had not yet equipped the army with high-bridge saddles and stirrups. He only nailed horseshoes on the mounts of Zhao Yun, Xia Houlan and others on a trial basis.
At this time, the cavalry relied on the strength of their waist and legs to stabilize their bodies while riding on the horse, while killing the enemy and riding and shooting.
Therefore, before Gongsun Yan's cavalry can be equipped with saddles and stirrups on a large scale, Xin Shi and Zhang Zhu's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
However, having no fighting power does not mean that they will be abandoned.
Gongsun Yan dispatched Zhang Zhu to his side, while Xin Shi followed Zhao Yun to take up his post in Lulong.
He also listened to Zhao Xi's enlightenment courses for a period of time in the main house, and even Meng Daicai could understand some words. He followed Zhou Xing and was responsible for handling the affairs of the county and temple.
When he heard that Gongsun Yan was coming, he personally brought several selected officials and maids to come to see him.
When Gongsun Yan came down from the watchtower, Xin Shi stepped forward to greet him. The injury on his leg could hardly be seen by just walking.
"Madam."
"Gongsun Yan's eyes swept across these girls who looked young.
Some of these girls were made into official slaves because someone in their family committed a crime.
Some were private slaves who were confiscated as private property after their master committed a crime and became official slaves.
They were all girls with a rough fate, and they looked to be no more than ten years old.
When Gongsun Yan looked at them, they lowered their eyebrows and let Gongsun Yan look at them.
They only knew that they were here to serve a noble person, but they did not dare to ask who it was.
At this time, I saw a young and beautiful girl living in the yard that the county king had specially ordered to sweep and arrange, and she became more and more well-behaved and docile.
Gongsun Yan took a look and asked them to go down and follow Ah Qing's instructions.
It happened that Gongsun Yan also wanted to ask Xin Shi something, so he invited him to drink tea.
It happened that the light in the front yard was good, so the maids arranged the seats and tables, and then went to the official temple chef to get tea fruits.
It is said to be tea fruit, but it is actually just some white plums and dried fruits.
In this era, it was used as a seasoning, but now it is served as a tea snack.
Xin Shi was very ashamed of this: "I didn't know that the lady was coming, so I didn't prepare any delicious tea and food. Please forgive me."
The temples in this county are all rough guys, and Zhou Xing, who is more thoughtful, is busy with household registration matters every day, and has no time to worry about such trivial matters as tea and food.
"It doesn't matter." Gongsun Yan is not someone who cares about this, but this kind of tea and food is still not suitable for entertaining foreign guests.
Thinking about it, Gongsun Yan asked some questions about the officials and maidservants who served meals in the county temples.
Xin Shi was originally a warrior in the army, but he had an honest and responsible character. Although his answers to Gongsun Yan's questions were a little hesitant, he occasionally had to stop to recall.
But there were no obvious omissions.
After asking, it was getting late, and Gongsun Yan had a better understanding of the situation here. He leaned on the table with a thoughtful look on his face.
Xin Shi didn't bother her thinking, and left on her own, went to the chef, and arranged a table of quite sumptuous meals.
Each person has a bowl of millet rice, two plates of fish breasts, some boiled eggplant and some meat skewers grilled with willow skewers.
Looking at these meals, Gongsun Yan sighed.
At this time, Zhao Yun, who was worried about whether he could eat enough by Gongsun Yan, was riding on a white horse.
He was wearing a military uniform and fine armor, without a belt. The fine armor was covered with blood stains, and half of the body of the white horse beneath him was dyed cherry red.
Immediately standing on the hillside, looking at the sun gradually setting in the west, Zhao Yun waited calmly.
Finally, a galloping horse came.
"Captain Zhao, the owner of the manor below, has come to see you." The knight got off his horse and reported back, the excitement after the killing still on his face.
They have worked hard all day, and what they are looking forward to tasting is the victory at this moment.
"Please come." Zhao Yun looked away and said calmly.
Not long after, an old man with messy white hair and a frightened expression was brought over.
"County Lord, I would like to return the fertile land belonging to the county officials, and I also ask the county Lord to spare..."
The old man gasped rapidly, and the words of begging for mercy swirled in his mouth for a long time before he finally said: "Please spare the lives of my whole family."
Although his family is not a wealthy family, there is a daughter in the family who is married to the former county magistrate. With this relationship, he is considered a local tyrant in this remote village.
He occupied the official farmland originally belonging to Tingyi for several years.
This time the new county king took office and issued an official document to measure the acres of land.
Although they had heard rumors that the new county king was brave and good at fighting, they still looked down on him because of his background.
So he joined forces with some people who were also unwilling to spit out the fat in their mouths, and wanted to take advantage of the strength of their numbers, betting that the new county king's foundation was not stable just after he took office, and he did not dare to act rashly.
What I didn't expect was that this young county king would raise the butcher's knife so resolutely.
The old man lay exhausted on the ground. None of the three letters for help he had sent before received a response. Seeing that the gate of the village was about to be breached by a strange siege tool, he had no choice but to show off his old face and come to surrender and plead for mercy.
The old man knelt on the grass and buried his face deeply in the mud.
At this moment, he didn't hate Zhao Yun in front of him. What he hated more was those people who took the initiative to persuade him to disobey, but did not respond to his request for help.
We made a promise to watch each other out, and those who break their trust will really suffer a bad death.
"I'm so polite." Contrary to his expectation, the young man opposite did not feel proud of his victory. Instead, he got off his horse and held his arm to help him up.
"If you are willing to return it, then that's good!"
The old man didn't dare to look up when he heard the other party's low and gentle voice. He trembled a little when he saw the blood stains on the other party's skirt and armor, and felt that the blood was extremely pungent.
His eldest son was shot dead on the wall of the village by the person in front of him.
The old man did not relax because of the gentleness and courtesy of the other party. He lowered his head and waited for the other party to give an answer that would determine the life or death of his family.
"Since you are willing to return it, please ask my father-in-law to cooperate in measuring the acres of land, and don't resist anymore."
"As long as my father-in-law no longer resists, I will not kill anyone more and will only do it according to the law."
Finally hearing what Mr. Zhao County said, the old man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he put down his sword at this moment, even if he did it according to the law, even if he was turned into an official slave, the heirs in the family would be able to leave a trace of blood.
"Thank you, Lord County." The old man's eyes were full of regret, his gray hair fell down, and his whole person was depressed.
The old man was paralyzed and unable to walk.
Zhao Yun waved his hand and asked two soldiers to help him down and open the gate of the village.
The setting sun finally disappeared on the horizon. Zhao Yun patted the horse gently and let out a long breath.
The old man who left was confused and did not pay attention to the cars in the distance that were dragging the corpses of several family leaders. The smell was astounding to his nostrils.
