Hearing this, Qin Fang paused, and even Cheng Ruobing looked surprised.
The number of troops led by a county lieutenant in a county can only be two to three hundred at best. This is a large county, and some poor small counties may only have dozens of troops.
certainly,
This is not not allowed by the laws of the Tang Dynasty.
The Tang Dynasty adopted a recruitment system. As long as a county's finances could support these soldiers, it would be no problem to raise 10,000 soldiers.
However, if you want to support an army of ten thousand, the financial and material resources required are not small, and the county magistrate does not bear the responsibility of guarding the border, so two to three hundred is the limit.
This is what Qin Fang was worried about just now.
His ultimate goal is to be like his great-grandfather Qin Qiong, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops on the battlefield. Wouldn't it be a disgrace if there were only a few dozen soldiers there.
What's the difference between that and headhunting?
"The situation in Ruyang is complicated. Going to the Lord will definitely allow our brothers to show their ambitions."
Xue Song said again.
"Okay, brother, when will we set off?"
After making sure there is no problem there, Qin Fang will ask again.
"Tomorrow you will go to Ruyang. Ruobing and I will stay in Luoyang."
Xue Song picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.
After all, Cheng Ruobing still has the status of Guangping County Prince, so it would be inappropriate to go to Ruyang directly.
Yibolou has to send a steady stream of people to Ruyang, so it would be most appropriate for him to stay and help.
"Yeah, do it!"
"Dry!"
Before I knew it, I had been drinking for three rounds.
The three of them had not been together for many years, and they were in such good spirits that they became drunk without even realizing it.
After a few more drinks,
Cheng Ruobing looked at Xue Song and then at Qin Fang, and suddenly sighed with emotion.
"Brother, why are you sighing?"
Xue Song and Qin Fang were puzzled.
"I just think of other brothers who have been friends for a long time. I think of the dozens of brothers in Jiajialou who were my great-grandfathers who formed a sworn brotherhood and finally created the foundation of the Tang Dynasty. How heroic it was. Looking at today, all the descendants are gone and dispersed.
...Some of them have gone missing, so it’s hard to avoid feeling sad.”
Cheng Ruobing grabbed the wine bottle and took a few sips.
"Oh, who says it's not the case... I'm afraid they might not be able to recognize it when they see it now."
Hearing this, Qin Fang also smiled bitterly.
It would be better not to mention this kind of thing, but it would be sad to mention it.
"Don't be impatient, two brothers. As long as they are alive, there will definitely be a chance to meet again in the future."
Xue Song narrowed his eyes slightly.
Many of them have been friends for generations, and many of them have disappeared among the people, and there are many people with the same name in this world. Even if they knew their names when they were young, who can be sure that it is them when they grow up!
"That's all...that's all...eat wine! Eat wine!"
"Eat wine!"
.........
The night is getting darker,
In the north of Ruyang, a river runs through between two mountains. The surface of the river is gentle. A water village lies between the two mountains. At night, it looks like a giant beast in the water, guarding the north entrance of Ruyang.
now,
The water village is still brightly lit, and teams of sailors are patrolling back and forth. They are heavily guarded in case of encountering a powerful enemy.
In the water village, many of the water thieves who had already lied down did not fall asleep. Instead, they gathered around and chatted about something.
"Old Liu, why is this happening today? I suddenly became so nervous."
In the corner, a water thief asked softly.
"I heard that something happened at the west entrance. A mysterious force destroyed the stronghold overnight. Thousands of brothers were killed. It was really tragic. It is very likely that Mr. Ke provoked something that should not be provoked."
The man next to him curled his lips.
"Ah? We were all killed overnight? Then...then we...weren't..."
The water thief who spoke first was so shocked that he immediately started to speak.
They are part of the same family as the village at the west entrance, so if something happens to them there, it won't be easy for them here either.
"So the boss received orders from above and must step up vigilance."
"But this counts as increased vigilance..."
Just when the water thief wanted to say something more, a man in his thirties walked in.
"What are you talking about? You haven't slept yet."
The man asked in a deep voice.
"Luo Tou, let's talk about the West Gate cottage again."
"We will be on duty for the rest of the night."
"Sleeping? Luo Tou, it's just a chat between us brothers. It will definitely not delay the watch. By the way, do you have any news over there?"
Hearing this, several water bandits on the bed couldn't help but complain.
The man who just walked in is their team leader, they are all brothers who have died, and they talk about everything on weekdays.
"I have no news here. The boss said no discussion is allowed."
The man also took advantage of the situation and lay down on the bed and said.
"No discussion is allowed. The news has spread today. What's the difference between those who are talking about it and those who are not? The boss is just deceiving himself. Many brothers today said that it might be Yibo Lou who did it. If it was Yibo Lou who did it,
We are completely screwed. Boss Ke doesn’t want to offend anyone, but he wants to offend Yi Bo Lou!"
The water bandit known as Lao Liu sat up immediately.
Obviously, he knows a lot.
"Yi Bo Lou? Which Jianghu force is it? So strong?"
The man frowned.
"Luo Tou, you only practice water-based and martial arts all day long. You don't know anything about the world. It is said that Yi Bo Lou is the latest force to rise. He has two ninth-grade warriors under his command. What's even more mysterious is that
Until now, the identity of the real owner of Yibo Tower is still a mystery."
Old Liu said again.
Yibo Building?
The water bandit's daily life was very boring. Seeing this, the people on the bed all gathered around, wanting to hear Lao Liu explain to them the story of this righteous and thin building.
They have lived in this water village all year round, and most of them, like men, have not heard much about what is going on outside.
Lao Liu had the opportunity to go shopping, so he knew much more than they did.
"Two ninth-grade warriors? That's very strong."
The man didn't say anything.
But Lao Liu started talking to others on his own,
"Did you know? The headquarters of Yibo Tower is in Dongdu, and the name of the owner of Yibo Tower is Xue Song."
"Xue Song?"
The man frowned imperceptibly and moved closer.
"It is said that this person is the direct descendant of Xue Rengui, the first hero of our Tang Dynasty."
Old Liu whispered again.
"Xue Rengui's grandson?"
It's okay not to listen. The man's expression changed instantly in the next moment, but no one noticed in the darkness.
"That's right... The rise of Yibo Tower was also half a year ago... By the way, half a year ago..."
Seeing that even men were interested in Yibo Tower, Old Liu was like a storyteller, telling all the things he knew and the rumors in the world.
But he didn't notice,
The man's eyes have gradually become brighter and brighter.
.......
at the same time,
The inner hall of the county government office is brightly lit,
Li Mo also did not rest, but was thinking about papermaking.
During the day, he had received a message from Wang Changling. The people from Yuntianzhuang would arrive in Ruyang in three days at the latest.
Once they arrive in Ruyang, printing the manuscripts cannot be delayed.
Therefore, we must find a way to get the white linen paper out within these three days.
According to memory, papermaking is actually not as complicated as imagined.
Just soak the cut plants, such as hemp plants, in water, peel them, chop them into pieces with a knife, boil them in a pot, let them cool before soaking them, step on them, and stir them with a stick to make the fibers become
Break into fine pieces.
Then add auxiliary materials to make pulp.
Finally, it is fished out with bamboo curtains, dried, and then made into paper.
However, papermaking requires manpower. It is not enough to rely on the attendants in the county government. There is no market in Ruyang County.
what to do?
Li Mo touched his chin and fell into deep thought.