Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Fourth Qingshan Camp Appears
Li Erlang was leading the largest group of teenagers to learn riding skills from Daruch... Old Li Yan actually wanted to ask this Tatar for advice, but he couldn't lose face, so he squatted on a millstone.
Learn the tricks by watching the fun.
Chun Niang changed into a homespun dress and ran to bring boiled red dates water to the boys. The commoner hairpin could not hide her swaying plump figure... Li Yan's eyes were straightened when he saw the dead Tatar Daru in the distance.
Chiya was a little bit on fire, screaming strangely and making a series of fancy moves while shirtless on the horse to show off!
Li Yan pulled Chun Niang behind him and cursed Daruch in the distance: "Damn Tatar, what are you looking at? Do you believe that I will pull out your dirty intestines?"
Daruch was no match for him on the ground, but once he was riding a horse, Daruch's courage came back... He pointed at Li Yan from a distance and shouted: "Come on, come on, old drunkard! Get on the horse and fight me for three seconds."
A hundred rounds...the loser will run three times around the school grounds with grass in his butt!"
"It's a man's dismounting to fight!"
"If it's a man, come fight now!"
On the hillside, Song Wen burned grasshoppers and locusts while watching the fun... Chun Niang felt that she had caused trouble for her men, so she was so angry that she spat at the dead Tatar Daruch and ran away.
Song Wen picked up a grasshopper that was full of burnt aroma and threw it into his mouth... Well, it was fragrant and crispy, really good!
A group of teenagers curiously came forward to divide the grasshoppers, and there was a chaos... "Well, it's delicious!"
"Yes, yes! It smells so good..."
"It's a pity that there is no salt flower, otherwise it would definitely taste better!"
While Song Wen was instructing them on how to roast grasshoppers, his thoughts were racing... Salt flowers, salt! In this era, salt was a powerful means for the government and the court to obtain wealth and control the people and the army!
The homes of ordinary people in the city were better off. Those tenant farmers and refugees usually valued the salt at home...Only during the holidays could they eat a delicious meal! So much so that the imperial army of the Song Dynasty set up camp and went out to march to fight.
When the time comes, distribute pickles and increase camp pay as welfare to reward the three armies!
Song Wen left the teenagers, thinking about his biggest enemy now... Lady Lan of Zixuan Tower and the real owner of Zixuan Tower, the mysterious Li family businessman entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River!
Jiangnan, Jiangnan was the most stable and largest land of wealth in ancient Chinese history. Firstly, there were very few natural disasters and it was rich in rice... Secondly, the sericulture industry was developed and rich in silk, and the most powerful one lasted until the Whip Dynasty.
It's a salt merchant!
A handful of salt raised the Jinling Mountains of Fuji and Suzhou and Hangzhou, which are known as paradise on earth! Salt merchants... salt merchants... I am afraid that only the real big salt merchants can bribe Liang Shicheng and Wang Fugao with gold and silver overnight.
They turned a blind eye to their expulsion.
Song Wen smiled coldly... Mrs. Li from Zixuan Tower still owes herself a green slave who was her childhood sweetheart!
Excluding those who worked as apprentices in the workshops, the remaining sixty young men in good health were assigned to the Qingshan Camp as guards.
Fifty infantrymen and ten cavalrymen spent the whole day sweating profusely on the school grounds, crawling and rolling in the obstacle course. Li Yan summed up a set of routines suitable for fighting in formation, and everyone was equipped with a round shield and a saber.
, twenty people were equipped with additional short spears, but there was insufficient armor. Not to mention iron armor, even leather armor was not available.
Everyone must be familiar with the operation of bows and arrows. In the counter-ambush battle, Song Wen also captured two hard crossbows and secretly built them himself, so there were only three in total.
There was no other way. The imperial court monitored the craftsmen who could make hard crossbows very strictly, and no craftsmen could escape from the eyes of the imperial court.
After a few months of rest and recuperation, the New Year is coming...
Li Erlang was sent out to take people to Taoshan County to purchase new year's goods. By the way, he also purchased all the red paper, red silk, red candles and other things used by Li Yanchun to get married. The good day for the two guys was set on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month. This was still Wang Lao
The ghost figured it out by shaking his head.
Originally, Old Ghost Wang was still hesitant, but Song Wen kicked him... and warned him that if Chun Niang got pregnant before getting married, he would beat him up! Old Ghost Wang immediately changed his mind and said that the day after tomorrow would be a good day.
Li Yan followed Daruch and ten young men to ride horses into the mountains to hunt, and by the way, she also wanted to practice their riding skills... Chun Niang couldn't help but followed Li Erlang to Taoshan County for shopping. She was used to seeing the feasting and feasting.
In the market of Bianliang, a girl in her twenties was left in a clean village for several months and it was very painful.
Little did you know, something happened.
Li Erlang was carried back unconscious by two of his men... There were more than a dozen wounds on his head and body. Chun Niang and two other teenagers were kidnapped. The carriage and property were looted!
The perpetrators were a group of refugee bandits who occupied a Kuquan Mountain seventy miles north of Qingshan Village. They gathered two to three hundred homeless people who could not survive and became kings and hegemons. Taoshan County was so poor that it was impossible to suppress the bandits. Report to the newspaper.
To no avail, the state government tried to recruit them once. In addition to being defrauded of three large carts of money and food, and doing nothing, it was found out that these people had been relocated no less than ten times in various places... They were all stubborn and habitual gangsters.
I don't want to enter the Xiang army and be treated like cattle by the imperial court.
Song Wen just calmed down the angry crowd, and then started to find a doctor to treat Li Erlang and the two injured teenagers. The two teenagers only had superficial injuries, but Li Erlang was seriously injured in the bloody battle!
The doctor was worried and had no other solution. Song Wen had no choice but to go to the battle again and suture Li Erlang's wound with silk thread, and then asked the doctor to use the best golden sore medicine. Song Wen also took out the trauma pills left by An Daoquan for Li Erlang.
After getting up, Song Wen didn't let out a sigh of relief until Li Erlang's fever subsided after dawn.
Staring with red eyes, Song Wen pushed open the door and roared: "The Qingshan Battalion is fully armed and ready to go!"
Only ten people were left to guard the lair, and three horses and forty young soldiers rushed out and headed straight to the Kuquan Mountain in the north. By the time Li Yanda, Lu Chi and others got the news and rushed back, Song Wen and the others had already killed most of them.
It’s day…
Li Yan, who was running non-stop and almost going crazy, dropped his bow and arrows, picked up a big sword, slapped the horse and chased after Song Wen. Daruch was prepared and followed with ten teenagers.
Song Wen and his younger brothers had just been walking for two hours when suddenly there was a hoarse shout from behind. When he looked back... Old Ghost Wang was actually riding a black donkey and running after him with foaming at the mouth.
Song Wen wondered: "What are you doing with you at such an old age? This is a fight, and you want to see the bloody people! Go back quickly..."
Old Ghost Wang was knocked upside down, frothing at the mouth and panting with the black donkey on his crotch. Hearing this, he wiped his saliva and said with his hands: "Lang Jun... Lang... Jun, Lao Wang has something to do...
…Say something!”
Song Wen waved his hand impatiently and said: "If you fart, let it go quickly. If you delay any longer, Chun Niang might get a big belly..."
"Lang Jun, my master is Wu Ming! There are...some honors here...you have to fight for them!"
Song Wen said angrily: "A group of homeless people are addicted to gangsters. They want a bad name? Go back... I'll deal with you when I get back!"
Old ghost Wang grabbed the reins of Song Wen's horse and said in a rough voice: "As long as you give me some money, Mr. Wang will go to Taoshan County! Then Taoshan County is helpless against this group of refugee bandits. Anyway, we
I also want to fight with them... Why not take the opportunity to ask for a place in Taoshan County for our Qingshan Village?"
Song Wen pondered for a while and nodded... "Yes, you mean to ask for the status of a rural soldier for us people? From now on, we can train the army openly, and we can also receive a share of equipment, food, and wages from the imperial court?"
Wang Laogui nodded: "The gentleman is wise...that's it!"
Song Wen patted Old Ghost Wang on the shoulder: "You have thought carefully, and you have done a good job! Go back and get a car, then go to Xiao Fuzi to get two hundred taels of silver. This is done... I will reward you with another fifty taels."
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Wang Laogui's eyes shone and he cupped his fists: "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, we Lao Wang will definitely live up to your trust!" This chapter has been completed!