When approaching Xiazhou City, a group of Kunfa party members drove up with a large herd of cattle and sheep.
There were about a hundred people, including horses, bows, and knives. Wang Jianji suddenly became nervous, and so did the new Cai soldiers.
Fu Cunshen held his arm and said softly: "This is not Henan, so there is no need to be so nervous. Haven't you seen that the farmers are turning a blind eye?"
Wang Jianji put down his riding bow, but his whole body was tense, as if he was going to kill someone if something went wrong.
The party members rode horses, sang incomprehensible songs, and walked past the team in a swaggering manner.
They were a little surprised when they saw the large group of Cai soldiers, but when they saw that they were not wearing frightening brown military uniforms, and they were holding wooden spears in their hands, they burst into laughter. Some people pointed in this direction, not knowing what they were talking about.
The bad-tempered Cai Bing started yelling at him.
We "Cai thieves" travel across the north and south, working hard to kill people, when will it be the turn of the party members to laugh at us?
But strictly speaking, the Dangxiang people in these years were also working in towns in the northwest of Beijing, working hard, but their brand was not as big as that of "Cai Thief" and they were not as famous.
But these two groups have one thing in common, that is, they are fierce.
Now that we have entered Xiazhou, no matter how fierce we are, we have to restrain ourselves. The Cai people have to obey the orders of the four governors of Guanbei and the envoys, and the Dangxiang people have to obey the arrangements of the Guanbei soldiers. If they really don't like each other,
Let's go to the grassland in the north and find a deserted place to decide the outcome. In Xiazhou, whoever dares to cause trouble will go directly to work in the mines. It's no exaggeration.
"Since we are going to surrender to the King of Lingwu County, it is a great achievement for us to deliver so many people safely to Lingzhou. It is quite worthless to have a conflict with those barbarians at this time." Fu Cunxen looked at a group of people heading toward the court.
The Xiazhou officials and soldiers who came to them warned them.
Wang Jianji then put away his riding bow and relaxed his stiff body.
In Henan, it is indeed rare to encounter Dangxiang Manzi, and he overreacted a bit.
In fact, this is also due to the chaotic environment in Henan. Anyone who encounters a group of unknown people approaching, the first reaction is to kill them, even if there is no grievance before.
But life in Xiazhou was so different that he didn't change for a while.
"The two of you are General Fu. Wang is in command, right? This is Zhao Zhi, the judge of the camp of the Xiazhou shogunate." A middle-aged man with a long beard got off his horse and bowed his hands in salute.
"I've met Judge Zhao." Fu and Wang also came forward to greet him.
Zhao Zhi glanced at Heyang, which was endless in sight. The people of Zezhou were somewhat impressed and said, "Do you know how far General Fu has walked? How long have you walked?"
"I can't remember how far I walked, but it took me more than two months to stop and go," Fu Cunshen replied.
Zhao Zhi took a closer look at the general from the outer town, and saw that he was quite tall, with good facial features. He was neither humble nor overbearing when he stood there. He did not have the unruliness that is typical of ordinary warriors, nor did he mean to look down on himself, which made him secretly praise him.
This magnanimity alone is enough to make him a general. If he can hone himself more and gain more experience in leading troops, he can have one more envoy in his army.
"Although I have never been in battle, I also know how difficult it is to lead tens of thousands of people on the road. Let's settle here first. The Arsenal has borrowed some tents, and the military camps of the Wuwei Army and the Yi Cong Army are also empty. "Come on, let's get the people settled." Zhao Zhi asked, "Does the army still have food?"
"It's enough for more than ten days."
"That's good. When you go west in the future, you can pick up millets and wheat at Cangcheng in Wuyan City, Youzhou, and Yanzhou." Zhao Zhi said.
"Thank you Judge Zhao for your help."
"The commander-in-chief has an order, and we, the shogunate officers, must obey it." Zhao Zhi said, "Is there any shortage of other equipment?"
"The winter clothes are still insufficient. We can still hold on for now. If it takes more than a month, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive. There are many women and children in the camp, and I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand it."
"General, you are kind." Zhao Zhi praised again and said: "There are tens of thousands of winter clothes, and the shogunate can't get them out at the moment. We can only move some of the sergeants' winter clothes first, and we have to find the arsenal department to use the seal to transfer them. Don't worry, there are so many. When the common people come over, it's too late for the commander to be happy, and he will naturally take care of them. At some point, he will go to the marching commander and the Lingzhou shogunate to have them make winter clothes."
Fu Cunshen solemnly saluted and thanked him.
"The Central Plains is in chaos, and the officials and generals are fighting here and there, and the people are miserable. It would be good if we could save one more person. If we let him stay in Henan, he will be wiped out by people like Sun Ru sooner or later," Zhao Zhi said.
Fu Cunzhen felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. He was obviously there in the previous wave of fighting and killing.
Wang Jianji was nonchalant and indifferent, as if he didn't hear anything at all.
He was very satisfied with the relatively affluent life of the people in Xiazhou, and was also very surprised, because it meant that they warriors had someone to support them, and they no longer had to run around for food, snatch it here and there, and even eat people when the supply was not available. .
He also vaguely knew that it was precisely because of the fighting between people from all walks of life that the people's lives became increasingly difficult. But admitting that he was wrong? If it didn't exist, it was all Qin Zongquan's fault!
Zhao Zhi then asked about what happened on the way, felt quite emotional, and then left.
After Pei Tong, the general manager of Datong Horse Racing, arrived in Suizhou, he sent someone to inform him that he was about to go to Shaanxi and Guozhou to take charge, and there might be follow-up refugees coming there. After receiving the news, Zhao Zhi lamented repeatedly that these days, no one else If you try to be lazy, you will be so busy that your heels hit the back of your head.
After Zhao Zhi left, Wang Jianji looked at the tall and solid city walls of Xiazhou and praised: "There is such a majestic city in the land of Shuofang."
"This is the Tongwan City built by Helian Bobo. It has been repaired frequently since the imperial dynasty. It is tall and precipitous and cannot be attacked by manpower." Fu Cunshen also looked at this white city without blinking.
"I just said Yang Shihou will regret it! Everyone underestimated the Dingnan Army. Marshal Shao managed it well." Wang Jianji said with a smile: "I heard that there were 40,000 troops in Dingnan Town earlier. I thought it was all Qin Zongquan's randomness. As for the troops that have been pulled up. Looking at it today, the people of Xiazhou are living a relatively prosperous life, so the distress army is not necessarily a ragtag group of people who coerced the refugees into the army, but is mostly a government army providing good food and drink. This is Incredible. Alas, it would be great if someone had such an inheritance."
Fu Cun glanced at him. Wang Jian and this guy had been yelling and cursing every day since he was locked up in the river.
After entering Suizhou, he was released, with the intention of letting him go. However, he rode a horse around Longquan County, and the first thing he said when he came back was: "There is a lot of money and silk in Suizhou East City."
!There are also an astonishing amount of livestock being sold, probably thousands of cattle are sold a year.”
Fu Cunshen almost didn't react, thinking that he was inciting him to plunder the market.
Later, when passing through Dabin County, he rode around a few times and never mentioned leaving again after he came back.
This guy and Yang Shihou are not the same person at all. How did they get involved in the first place? Fu Cunchen can guarantee that when Yang Shihou saw the prosperous Suizhou East Market, he would only become more determined to be independent and find a way to grab a piece of it.
Wang Jianji's ambition is incomparable to Yang Shihou's.
"How can someone who can drive horses everywhere be an ordinary person?"
"What position will Prince Lingwu grant us?"
"Actually, we only brought four hundred people to surrender, and the deputy general is holding his head to the sky." Fu Cunshen withdrew his gaze from the city wall and said: "Actually, we just need to fight hard. There are many things going on nowadays, and there are many places where warriors are used.
Are you afraid that you won’t have the chance to make meritorious deeds?”
"Are you going to visit the city?"
"How can a general leave his army without permission? No." Fu Cunshen shook his head and said: "These people need to be sent to Lingzhou to be considered successful. They are still halfway there, so how can we take it lightly? If you want to go, go by yourself.
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Fu Cunshen was now annoyed with Wang Jianji, asking questions from left to right. If he had known he would have let him go earlier.
Wang Jianji smiled, ignored Fu Cunshe, and rode into the city on his own.
Both sides of the post road entering the city are actually quite prosperous.
There were several small rice sellers. The women were picking vegetables in the gardens in the countryside, and the men were cooking and selling rice in the shop for merchants and travelers to eat.
Wang Jianji has also seen this kind of rice sellers in Henan, but they mainly exist in prefectures and counties. In Xiazhou, there are not only those around the city, but also in the wilderness. It is not easy to do this. At least it requires
The town is peaceful and there are no large groups of bandits or rioters.
Wang Jianji was not very interested in this kind of small shop, although the shop kept recruiting people and said they had newly caught hares. He just snorted coldly and went out to hunt by himself. He could hunt as many hares as he wanted. If the arrows were all fired, he would have been long gone.
Tired of eating.
After entering the city through the east gate, Wang Jianji felt dizzy. There were too many people.
Entering the door is a large silk market. Pot-bellied businessmen, scholars in blue shirts and long sleeves, fashionable ladies, and barbarians with fair hair and fur coats are all shopping around one shop after another.
"Lizhou silk cloth, Langzhou heavy lotus silk!"
"Shuzhou flower yarn, white silk silk, Pengzhou jiaoshuo!"
Wang Jianji's eyes were fixed on the silk fabrics.
When Li Hanzhi was running the army, he paid very few rewards. He always used the idea of allowing the sergeants to plunder the people as a bait to drive everyone to death.
Silk was equivalent to money in the dynasty. The silk fabrics in front of me include all kinds of silks, and they are of good quality. They should be produced in Sichuan, so their value is quite high.
If I were the governor of Xiazhou, wouldn't it be wonderful if I robbed all the merchants' goods today, rewarded some of them to the sergeants, and kept some of them myself?
Of course, Wang Jianji also understood that this was just a conjecture, and it was not Xiazhou's turn to make the decision yet. But he had never seen so many silks and satins in his life, and he was greatly shocked for a while, and his mind was a little shaken.
When he was in the East Market of Suizhou, he met a man who was frothing at the mouth, a merchant who traded hundreds of cattle, a merchant who bought more than a thousand hides, and a merchant who bought dozens of carts of cattle horns.
Zajin, the wealthy businessman of Toba.
I entered Xiazhou City today and saw such a high-end silk and satin market again.
Wang Jianji was not stupid. He knew that merchants would not do business at a loss. Since he had opened so many silk shops and transported so much silk and satin from Sichuan, he would definitely be able to sell it.
Shao Shude was the military envoy, and Li Hanzhi was also the military envoy. However, Xiazhou was so prosperous that one almost thought it was in peace and prosperity, while Heyang was cut off from all fireworks and people fled one after another. Bodies lying dead on the roadside could be seen everywhere.