After Saburo left, Mu Fushu took Nini and Storm Thunder into the space and slowly walked towards the front yard.

The weather is hot, and even if there is an ice basin, the carpentry workshop only works in the morning and evening. The yard is too big, and the blue bricks used on the top when it was first fenced off are also brick walls on all sides, although there are large windows on all sides, it is not cool, and the ice basin melts after a while.

Walk to the door of the woodyard next door, there are children playing there. When they saw Mu Fushu, the older ones all saluted and said, "Auntie." The younger ones gnawed their fingers at her.

I don't like or hate the child, except for a pig, other children in his opinion are "eating, sleeping, waking up, crying and crying". The children of these house slaves are all well-behaved, they should have been told by adults, and they are very well-behaved when they see her.

Mu Fushu nodded to them, and touched the purse, which contained some milk candy used to coax a pig, not much, enough for each of these children. After posting, they motioned to play on their own. When they were gone, they continued to walk inside. Behind her, a girl who was a head taller than her followed her.

She turned to look at the girl, who was good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, bright eyes, and a large piece of wood on her shoulder, but her steps were very light. Seeing Mu Fu looking at her, she put down the wood and squatted down to salute: "Does the eldest lady want to go in?" It's messy inside. ”

Mu Fushu looked at her for a while and said, "What's your name?" But have you practiced martial arts? ”

"The slave is called Lotus Ye, and I have practiced with my family for a few years." Lianye did not whisper like other house slaves, and when he answered, his voice was loud, and he did not whisper as a slave.

"What does your house do? Am I with you now? ”

"Not there." Lianye's face was a little uncomfortable: "We are separated." ”

There's something interesting about this girl. Mu Fushu smiled: "Are you alone?" ”

"And ...... Mother," Lianye seemed to hesitate for a moment, and whispered: "Just slave and mother." ”

"How old are you?" Mu Fushu looked at this girl carefully and felt that she was not an ordinary person.

"Slave Thirteen."

As soon as Lianye's words fell, Mu Fushu clenched his right hand into a fist and hit her door, Lianye was taken aback, reflexively tilted his head, and pinched her right wrist with his left hand, Mu Fushu pulled her left hand with his backhand, and Lianye fell forward, but he stood firmly, and looked back at Mu Fushu with a surprised face.

"You follow me in the future, I also lack a martial maid by my side." Mu Fushu tried this girl's force value and thought it was not bad.

Lianye knelt down and kowtowed: "Mother Nu is not in good health, and she still has to come back every day to take care of her mother." ”

Mu Fushu nodded: "Take your aunt to the mansion together, and I will ask someone to arrange a place for you to live." ”

Lianye got up and left. Mu Fushu slowly walked back. In this era, most of the people who call their mothers "mothers" are nobles, and only ordinary people will call them mothers. The origin of the lotus leaf must be extraordinary, but in troubled times, Mu Fushu no matter how high her family background is, San Lang in her own family is still the only surviving son of the former emperor (who has never ascended the throne).

Back home, Lin and Mu Zhongjun were sitting in the small hall, the old Lin was not in good health, and he hadn't gone out today, and Ah Zhu and Zhu were accompanying her.

Seeing Mu Fushu coming in, Mu Zhongjun was a little anxious and said: "Auntie, it's terrible, the county is in chaos!" There are soldiers everywhere. I finally arrived at the county office, but the county commander didn't have time to see me, Master Wen told me to hurry home, saying that it was ......" He looked nervous, looked around, swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice: "It was said that it was to conscript soldiers and food, and told me to hurry home to think about it!" ”

"Conscription?" Mu Fushu can be sure that the king of Shu and the king of Hanzhong are colluding, ah no, they are united. Their goal is to enter Jiangning City and regain the Yang family's world. How many years have it been before I decided to rebel, and I was in Taoguang before, right?

But could the king of the ancient fiefdom raise private soldiers? It seems that you can't read things like the Sui and Tang dynasties in history books, but this is an overhead and an overhead! Mu Fu wiped the sweat from his head and asked, "How many private soldiers can be raised in the fiefdom?" ”

"Two thousand soldiers." Mu Zhongjun hesitated for a moment before answering.

I'll it! Mu Fushu rolled his eyes. Can two thousand fight the world? Are you kidding!

She patiently said to Mu Zhongjun: "There must be more than that, how can two thousand rebel?" Are you mistaken? ”

"No, the prince is crowned with two thousand soldiers. At that time, the eldest princess of Chang'an was favored by the emperor, and there were only 5,000 soldiers. ”

Well, the eldest princess is wonderful, and the number of soldiers in the palace actually exceeds that of the prince. But such a cow eldest princess would actually be "reconciled", how cowardly you are, with 5,000 soldiers to kill him upside down!

In ancient times, the population was not large, and it is said that the total number of guards in the entire Chang'an City and the left and right Jin Wuwei who protected the emperor was only 30,000, and if 5,000 people directly entered the uncle's mansion, there might be no King Qi Huan. It seems that this eldest princess is really not powerful, and she can't compare with the princess of the Tang Dynasty!

Mu Fushu pursed his lips, temporarily walked out of the disappointment of the eldest princess's inadequacy, and said to Mu Zhongjun: "According to the system, the army is two thousand, but they can recruit soldiers and horses privately, this is not all conscription!" ”

"Wasn't this conscription initiated by the imperial court?" Mu Zhongjun was obviously not in the state, thinking that it was the imperial court recruiting troops to fight against the thieves.

"Daddy!" Mu Fushu really knelt down. This daddy is really naïve: "If the imperial court still needs to recruit soldiers?" Just send troops to kill them to quell the rebellion, and you still need to recruit new soldiers? Recruits are recruited and have to be trained, and if they can't go to the battlefield immediately, counterinsurgency is a top priority. ”

"Ahh Does the eldest lady mean that the king of Shu and the king of Hanzhong are in a gang? Lin reacted quickly and exclaimed.

"I don't know if it was a gang before, but now it's definitely a gang." Mu Fushu propped his chin, what did Wen County Ling mean by what Master Wen conveyed? Let them obediently hand over food and leave people or resist disrespect?

Lin was eager to try: "It should have been like this a long time ago!" Although the Yang family has withered, it has been sitting in the country for more than 200 years, how can they let the rebellious ministers and thieves make rebellion......

"Shut up!" Mu Zhongjun was still more cautious, sighed and said: "Fighting is a noble person's business, and it has nothing to do with us, we just need to live in peace." You forgot your father-in-law...... What did you say? ”

Mu Zhongjun was vague, and Mu Fushu heard the word "gong". The latter is ambiguous. Lin reacted immediately, and echoed again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, as long as we have a good life, what is it...... Keep a low profile! ”

Mu Fushu rolled her eyes, Lin's learning ability is super strong, she just told Ah Zhu that she was not allowed to go out to talk about the white tiger at home, and she had to keep a low profile, and Lin remembered it.

San Lang also walked in outside the door, and probably knew about the conscription, so he said: "There are so many domestic slaves in our family, according to the household post, we need to recruit one for five, and our family will produce more than 40 strong men." ”

"Not a single one!" Mu Fushu's small hand slapped the table: "That's the person I paid for, why give it to them?" It's better to build a government soldier yourself......" The more I thought about it, the more right it was, Mu Fushu's small hand slapped his palm. There are more than 200 strong men, enough to form two companies.

Lin said weakly: "Auntie, our family has no official position, and we can't have government soldiers." ”

"The militia is okay," Mu Fushu got up and circled around the table twice: "We just need to live in Linjia Village, and when the time comes, the entrance to the village will be sealed according to what I said, and no acquaintances will be able to enter at all!" We just need to hold the village and fight no matter how they fight! ”

"Is this all right?" Mu Zhongjun hesitated, he didn't know what the militia meant, probably it meant private soldiers, right? However, it is also illegal to raise private soldiers, which is equivalent to rebellion......

"Uncle Mu, this is also the best way to protect us." Saburo also supported Mu Fushu.

Lin also nodded. Rebellion or something didn't seem to her to be a matter at all. The current emperor is not a rebel, what's wrong with the eldest lady raising private soldiers or something? She obviously has the right to support her......

Now it's three to one, Mu Zhongjun surrendered unconditionally, and turned around to go to the village chief to discuss the matter of conscription and food, after all, they are all from the same village, so it's better to read the news in advance.

Mu Fushu and San Lang found a piece of paper and wrote down the steps of how to transplant shrubs at the entrance of the village, and it took a long time to agree on it, and the Lin family was also busy on the side.

Just as he was talking about Xingtou, Zhou Qin's family brought the lotus leaf mother and daughter in, Mu Fushu raised his eyes and saw that the lotus leaf's mother was about thirty or so, medium in stature, and had a good face, if the Lin family was the village flower, she could be called the county flower. It's just very thin, and he looks like he's just recovering from a serious illness. During this time, there was space water in the well water they drank, and as long as it was not a serious illness, it should be almost recuperated.

The mother and daughter knelt down and kowtowed, and even if the mother of the lotus leaf knelt, she was unflinching, and her speech was clear and extraordinary: "Fan Yang Lu's Aqin has seen his wife and aunt. ”

Mu Fushu stood up straight, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Fan Yang Lu's family was one of the five surnames and seven wangs in the Wei and Jin dynasties, and they still stick to their status as scholars, and generally do not intermarry with others. This Lu family was raised by the nobility at first glance, how could he flee to the countryside and be bought back as a house slave?

"Get up." Lin saw that Lu's movements were smooth, and he was already a little uncomfortable. Now the house slaves call her Madame, but she has not received any aristocratic teaching, and she has learned how to kneel for nobles. At this moment, she only felt that the appearance of this Lu family was the same as the ladies and ladies she had seen before, and she was restless after her kneeling, so she quickly called out.

Mu Fushu walked in front of Lu, who bent down slightly, lowered his eyebrows, and smiled

Mu Fushu asked bluntly: "Fanyang Lu's family is a famous family, which family is your husband's family?" ”

The smile on Lu's face did not change at all, and he said in a low voice: "The husband's family is the Boling Cui clan." ”

"Boling Cui Clan...... Mu Fushu thought of a name, and asked, "Is the horse Cui Chongyu also from the Boling Cui Clan?" ”

When he asked, the Lin family actually knocked over the teacup by mistake, and the Lu family seemed to be taken aback, and said in a low voice: "Yes, the concubine is the branch of the Boling Cui clan, and the master of the slave is the concubine brother." ”

"Cui Chongbo!" Lin's voice was not high, but it was enough for the people in the room to hear it clearly.