"Who went to the military camp to make trouble?" Song Liyun said, squeezing the sticky dumpling wrappers in her hands.
"I heard that the migrant workers are making trouble in the military camp because they don't pay their wages."
Song Dekui dropped the mill and ran out: "Look, I still have one tael of silver in wages!"
Song Liyun and Song Zhenping took Xiao An with them.
They are now a military household, and Song Zhenping has worked for several days without paying his wages.
When they arrived outside the military camp, they saw dozens of migrant workers being blocked by horses and making noisy noises.
There were also many people gathered around, all residents of Ruijin Town.
In the crowd, Xue Xiaoqi, who used to be majestic in the past, took off his military uniform and only wore a half-worn robe. He was saying loudly: "Building border passes is related to the safety of our people. It is everyone's responsibility. Even if it does not cost wages, everyone should contribute."
Work hard..."
Song Liyun couldn't help but glance at him a few times. What he said was...actually, there was nothing wrong with it.
Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country, and it also depends on who tells it.
Song Liyun has experienced the chaotic apocalypse. For the people at the bottom who are suffering from hunger and cold, it is not an exaggeration to use the saying "food is the most important thing for the people, and milk is the mother".
At this juncture, taking money and food is the right thing to do. Who will listen to making cakes to satisfy hunger?
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, a stone was thrown on his face, and someone scolded: "You are from the military camp. Of course you have a house and food, but you have to talk about it. We are so miserable and need money!"
"Yes, I want money!"
"Want money!"
Xue Zhuang was caught off guard and was beaten to a bloody head. The crowd cheered: "Kill this bastard!"
Song Zhenping and Song Dekui also cursed: "You deserve it!"
While they were still having a grudge banquet, the man named Xue and the other soldiers made rude remarks to Song Liyun.
Song Liyun didn't know what happened that day, and was just frowning, secretly worried.
The military camp's arrears in arrears of wages to migrant workers is indeed a mistake.
But selfishly speaking, Song Liyun didn't want to see the military camp's reputation fall into disrepute.
Since you are a military household, the military camp has prestige, and your backing will be strong, so that you can fight against the government in the future.
There is also Xue Zhuang, Song Liyun has no good impression of him.
This man's character is lacking and he doesn't take women's dignity seriously.
After only being with him for half a day, he started to talk about being a family, but after staying with Xu Yaner for a few days, he got out of bed.
He was born in the military camp, and it is only right to speak for the military camp at this time.
It's not easy for Wei to come forward, so he has to ask someone to help him say some things.
There are only two military households in Suijin Town, so they should advance and retreat together.
If Xue Zhuang is humiliated, the military household will definitely be laughed at in Suijin Town, and it will be difficult for him to act in the future.
But now Song Zhenping is shouting and beating him, how can he save himself?
In the midst of the chaos, a group of soldiers ran out of the camp, pushed through the roadblocks, and separated the crowd.
Luo Baihu's face turned dark as he strode up to the migrant workers and said sternly: "The camp has never deprived you of food and accommodation. We just want you to wait a few more days before you dare to make trouble."
Uncle Qin was the leader of the migrant workers. When he saw Luo Baihu coming out, he also stepped forward and said, "Master Baihu, we don't want to cause trouble.
Now there is no work to do at the construction site. We have been here for almost a month, and we hope that the military camp will pay us the wages we originally mentioned so that we can go home."
If Luo Baihu could come up with the money, why should he be in such a hurry?
Just now, he had someone rush to Qili County and secretly put his favorite sword into the pawn shop.
Seeing that the crowd was excited and couldn't give up until the money was paid today, Luo Baihu was angry and felt a little sad.
The Zhenbei Army has guarded the northern border for twenty years and has made outstanding achievements. Even if it made a mistake due to negligence five years ago, it cannot be ignored by the court.
But now they are still forced to come to this point, what are the Marquis and the Queen doing?
Xia Shiguan, Zhenbei Army Thunder God Camp tent.
Zhao Tingduo, the third young master who was being longed for by Luo Baihu, was sitting at the military table. Opposite him was a muscular middle-aged man with a dark face wearing a military uniform.
The man looked at Zhao Tingduo, frowned and said, "Third brother, my father said that you should not just come to the camp casually. If you have anything to do, ask the messenger to bring the message."
Zhao Tingduo shook his head, with the turquoise dazzling in his ears, and said calmly: "Brother, I know I can't come to the camp, but now several guards are clamoring for military pay. Is it possible that you don't know?"
Zhao Tinglei frowned even more: "This is a matter for our Zhenbei Army. You just need to stay in your tribe and raise a few more army horses."
Zhao Tingduo stood up suddenly, his eyes suddenly sharp: "Brother, although I am not in the Zhenbei Army, you do not own the father-in-law, and you do not have the final say in the Zhenbei Army.
I don’t have to know about the military intelligence deployment, but you can’t hide the Zhenbei Army’s predicament from me.”
"The fate of the Wuda tribe is connected with the Zhenbei Army, just like you and I have the same blood. Are you hiding everything because you want to cut off your brothers?"
Knowing that his third brother was really angry, Zhao Tinglei let out a long sigh. There were some things he could not say to his third brother in detail.
He was a member of the Zhenbei Army and a military attaché of the Wu Dynasty.
The young man in front of me is the young master of the Dilu Grassland Tribe. They may seem unrelated, but they are actually half-brothers.
It's just that his mother is the concubine of the Hou Mansion and lives in the Beihou Mansion in Huangdu Town, while the third brother's mother is the leader of the Wuda tribe.
The Dilu people have no country, only numerous nomadic tribes, large and small. They bully each other, have constant disputes, and are prone to annexation, annihilation, and division at any time.
So there was an alliance composed of several large tribes, responsible for dealing with conflicts between tribes, called the Dilu Royal Court.
Twenty years ago, Uyal, the daughter of the leader of the Uda tribe, was so beautiful that she was spotted by another mid-level tribal leader at the time and wanted to be included in his account.
The Uda tribe is as powerful as this tribe, so how could they give their beloved daughter away as a concubine?
The Oudatou people understood that this was just an excuse to be annexed.
Because my tribe is best at raising horses, the thousands of horses in the tribe have already attracted the covetous attention of others.
The leader flatly refused, but on the way to ask the royal court for mediation, he was ambushed by the Abli tribe, and the tribe was also hunted down for a long time.
The leader of the Uda tribe died tragically, and Uyal fled with his tribe.
In order to protect their property and family, the men in the tribe would rather die than surrender and died in battle one after another.
Seeing that the Wuda tribe was about to be exterminated, Wu Yaer rode alone to the Xia Shi Pass in the Wu Dynasty.
He single-handedly persuaded the then commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army, later Zhao Yanjiao, the Marquis of Zhenbei, to send troops to save the Wuda tribe in a critical moment.
As for how it was said, there is no need to go into details. All we know is that the prairie beauty Wu Yaer has been living in Xia Shiguan, and finally returned to the Wuda tribe, which was seriously injured, and gave birth to her son Zhao Tingduo.
Zhao Tingduo is right.
Twenty years have passed, and the Wuda tribe and the Zhenbei Army have long been connected by flesh and blood, advancing and retreating together.
With the Zhenbei Army on its back, the Wuda tribe no longer has any worries.
Under the leadership of the new leader Wu Yaer, and under the protection of the Zhenbei Army, all aspects have developed rapidly.
Although more than half of the men in the tribe were killed or injured in the past, the population of the Uda tribe has increased rapidly during the past twenty years to recuperate.
The newly grown young people account for less than half of the tribe's population, making it a vibrant young tribe.
With the large number of high-quality horses provided by the Wuda tribe, the Zhenbei Army benefited a lot. Not only were there sufficient horses in the army, but the actual line of control was also hundreds of miles deep into the grassland.
But the Wuda tribe is the Di tribe after all.
After the "Broken Gold Massacre" occurred five years ago, memorials to impeach Zhao Yanjiao, the Marquis of Zhenbei, poured out in the imperial court.
It is said that he not only neglected his duties while guarding the border, but also colluded with foreigners, which led to this disaster.
Among them, the name of Uyal of the Wuda tribe was handed over to the emperor, who asked Zhenbei Marquis Zhao Yanjiao to kill this tribe to prove his innocence.