"Zhi Niang, why can Zhang Mingjian and Zhang Yangquan guard the North Gate and West Gate nearby, but I have to guard the South Gate? Isn't the King of Zhennan targeting me?" Huang Boyan whispered.
Lu Qing lowered his voice and said: "Master of Dazhai, one of the reasons why the King of Zhennan ordered us to be safe is to guard against Fang Guozhen. The east gate is to guard against Fang Guozhen. Do you want to guard it?"
Huang Boyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's it, then I won't go. Hai Jing is not easy to mess with."
Lu Qing smiled and said: "Jiangdu is the thoroughfare between the north and the south, and the trade of all the provinces south of the Yangtze River must pass through the south gate. Are we guarding the south gate, are we afraid that we will not get any benefits?"
Huang Boyan was overjoyed. He knew best how wealthy the merchants in Jiangnan were. With his official status, he could blackmail openly and make a lot of money.
Behind the blue flag, Qin Lingsi whispered: "I think the Tartar prince is crazy for letting Zhang Mingjian and Sun Deya guard the city gate!"
Qin Lingjun whispered: "Military advisor, can we do business openly in the future?"
Zhang Yangquan smiled and said: "That's natural. We still have the land deed of Oriole Garden in our hands. We will take it back tomorrow. Polo will not stop it without using any means!"
After a long while, Kang Lian, who was awarded the imperial title, finally finished a lot of high-sounding words of tribute. Everyone paid their respects and the reward was received, and Polo Buhua left with the officials of the General Manager's Office.
Three governors from Zhao'an came over to assist the three parties in the handover.
The governor surnamed Wang was leading Zhang Yangquan and others into the city when Sun Hong suddenly came over, sent him away, and personally led Zhang Yangquan and others toward the north gate of the city.
Along the way, Sun Hong intentionally or unintentionally revealed that he had a good relationship with the Bian family. Zhang Yangquan knew it clearly and knew that this person was an official who helped Longtanzhai plan Zhao'an, so he was extremely enthusiastic about him.
There are two of the thousands of households guarding the city at the north gate, which are located at the east corner and the west corner of the north gate.
Sun Hong led everyone to the Qianhu Office at the east corner of the north gate, exchanged a few words with the left-behind clerk, and then returned to the General Manager's Mansion to report.
The clerk led everyone into the main hall and served tea.
This lobby is majestic and majestic, much larger than the meeting hall of Longtan Village. There are two weapon racks on the left and right, a pair of shining silver armors hanging on the wooden racks in the corners, and a horn decoration embedded in the north wall.
Zhang Yangquan found a chair and sat down, and asked the clerk carefully about the situation of the Qianhu Office.
This thousand-household institution has a four-pronged structure, covering an area of more than ten acres. A large school yard at the back of the institution has more than four acres of land. In addition, there are stables, grain warehouses, equipment warehouses and other facilities.
Qin Ling thought happily and said: "Is there a horse in the stable?"
The clerk shook his head: "No, General Wang Mengge removed more than half of the horses from the ten thousand households in the city. Yesterday, someone came from the General Manager's Office and took away the remaining horses."
Qin Lingsi snorted and curled her lips: "Isn't this to guard against us?"
Zhang Yangquan asked: "How much grain is in the grain depot?"
The literary official replied: "About two hundred stones."
Qin Lingsi frowned and said, "Why so little? There are a thousand of us, and we don't even have enough food for a month!"
The civil servants knew in their hearts that these people were bandits who had just been ordered to peace, so they became frightened and began to tremble when they spoke.
"This, this is the regulation of the General Administration... Grains are distributed according to quotas, once a month!"
Zhang Yangquan nodded and asked: "How many weapons are there?"
The clerk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said: "There are only more than two hundred knives left, and... they are all seriously damaged and may not be useful anymore."
"Okay, you go."
The clerk said cautiously: "General, I was sent by the General Manager's Office. If you have nothing else to do, I will go back to the General Manager's Office to resume my duties!"
"Go!"
The civil servants left quickly as if they were receiving a general amnesty.
There are many houses for thousands of households, built around the main campus, which can accommodate more than 3,000 soldiers and have complete daily necessities.
Zhang Yangquan ordered everyone to get food and cook. Everyone was a little excited when they moved into the health department. They formed a circle during the meal and said something to each other. They were as excited as a bunch of big kids.
Zhang Yangquan was so impressed by everyone that he gathered in a circle with the Qin sisters, Shan Zhu, Wang Da and other centurions to eat in a corner of the school grounds.
A centurion asked: "Master of the stronghold, military advisor, do we really want to guard the city gate for the Tatars?"
Zhang Yangquan looked at him: "Do you feel bad?"
The centurion said: "We will do whatever the military advisor asks us to do. I just don't understand why the government was attacking the mountain some time ago, so why are we suddenly guarding the gate for them!"
"Why are you thinking so much? Do you have the brains? We only need to follow the village leader and the military advisor, and there is no need to worry about anything else!"
"Yes, we have food and drink now. What's wrong with that? It's just your nonsense."
"I heard that guarding the city gate is a fat job. Didn't those gate soldiers always ask us for money in the past? In the future, we can also learn from them and make money!"
The crowd cheered.
Zhang Yangquan was originally listening to the people talking with a smile. After hearing the last person's words, his face darkened and he said to the person: "What did you just say?"
The centurion was stunned for a moment and said: "I, I said we can fish for oil, oil and water..."
Qin Lingjun scolded: "Everyone hated Yuan Bing before because they bullied the people. Do you want to become like them?"
"I, I..." The centurion was sweating profusely and speechless.
Zhang Yangquan said word by word: "From today on, we will add a village rule. Anyone who disturbs the people and extorts property will be severely punished!"
Everyone hurriedly responded: "Yes!"
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"Brother, the young ones have finally arrived in this flowery city and can finally live a happy life, but you suddenly set this rule. Isn't this unkind?"
In the lobby of Ximen Qianhu Institute, Liu Ju took a big sip of wine and said carelessly.
"Brother Liu Ju is right!"
"Brother, you are so unkind!"
"Brothers will be heartbroken!"
The bandit leaders of Qingyi Village shouted in unison.
Zhang Mingjian looked around and said coldly: "I just forbid you from robbing the people, but I don't want to prevent you from being happy. We are not bandits now, and we have to use some means to do things."
Zhang Zhaolong said with a smile: "What the elder brother means is that we can no longer rob openly. We can use our official body to extort money. Don't say you don't know how!"
"I told you earlier, you can still do this!"
"We heard that there are many brothels and brothels around Baobao Lake. We can also find women in the future!"
"Brothers, our good life is all thanks to big brother. Let's toast to big brother together!"
Zhang Mingjian drank a drink with everyone, glanced over, and saw that Chang Yuchun had been silent, and asked: "What do you think, Brother Chang?"
Chang Yuchun hesitated for a moment and said, "I think if you want to do something big, you can't offend the people too much."
Everyone immediately shouted and cursed in unison.
"Chang Yuchun, do you mean to let everyone drink the northwest wind?"
"What do you mean you can't offend the people too much? You brothers don't have a few lives on your hands. Aren't you being mean by saying this?"
"Damn it, isn't there a Daming Temple in Jiangdu? You are so kind, why don't you become a monk?"
Chang Yuchun was furious and was about to take action, but was stopped by Liu Ju. The latter hurriedly comforted everyone and said: "This guy has become stupid after drinking. Brothers, please forgive me!"
Only then did everyone give up.
At this moment, someone came to report outside the door, saying that the Zheng family asked Zhang Mingjian to come over.
Zhang Mingjian brought several brothers with him to the Zheng Mansion, and was invited by Zheng Yongen into a magnificent attic.
As soon as he entered, Zhang Mingjian felt a warm air rushing towards his face and felt warm all over.