Decades ago, when the Yellow Turban Rebellion did not arise, there were almost no wild rabbits in the suburbs of the county, but at this time, a wild boar of two or three hundred catties actually strode on the field where the ice and snow had not disappeared, and while walking, he also arched the residual snow that had not yet melted with his nose, and rummaged through the young shoots that had just seen the warmth and could not wait to grow.

But this fat pig's good life is over, for one of the big pretty eyes is squinting excitedly, while the other is squinting.

Bang~

To say, there is only a junior who does not work hard, and there is no home that cannot be dismantled! Ahem, anyway, the little girl Zhuge Ying has worked hard for more than a year, including appearing beside Wang Hou when she has nothing to do, pulling his little hand ambiguously, knocking on his door at night, and finally, Wang Hou and his beloved old cannon barrel were mixed and separated.

She is really talented in shooting, even if it is a firearm, it is not a hundred tests to deal with a wild boar weighing two or three hundred pounds, and the Yankees who are good at hunting in later generations have not knocked down this tonnage big guy, and there are wild boars with thick skin that are still alive and jumping all over the ground, but she shot accurately to the eyes of the wild boar, and behind the eyes is the fragile brain flower, although the brain flower is not edible, but the heavy guy whose brain was destroyed did not snort, and lay directly on the ground, The more than a dozen soldiers of the Wang family army, who had seen the sweat of the more than a dozen heads, stared in disbelief.

"Call a horse! Drag this fat head back and give the state pastor more food! ”

Snorted triumphantly, Zhuge Ying was like an old hunter, handsomely putting her old cannon barrel on her back and putting a small leather jacket on her back, and this girl turned over and got on the horse handsomely.

But they didn't come out to hunt, the most critical task was to catch strong men!

As soon as he turned over and got on the horse, he didn't take a few steps, and suddenly someone from behind him suddenly waved his hand in the air excitedly.

"Miss Zhuge ! Black smoke! Ay! Slow down, Miss! ”

Before the words were finished, Zhuge Ying was already throwing the reins of the horse, and galloped out excitedly, at that end, in the pure spring blue sky, straight black smoke rose into the sky, on the wilderness, more cavalry also followed the horse galloping, in a dry river valley, a full three or four hundred people of the homeless gang were blocked by the cavalry of the Wang family's army, looking at the sharp halberds in the hands of the cavalry in all directions, these war refugees from the north of Chengyang County were vigilant and fearful holding hoes or sticks in their hands, trying to give themselves some sense of security.

"Miss!"

Seeing Zhuge Ying's arrival, the cavalry surrounded in front of him made way again, and now this girl was also damaged by Wang Hou, wrapped in a big leather vest, with a flower cotton jacket inside, Zhuge was so tall and surnamed, she was stunned to wear a bandit girl fan in the late Qing Dynasty, but this set did bring her a fierce style, facing those trembling homeless, the leather vest was flirted, and the small hand pinched the waist, this girl was fierce and small.

"Surrender? Or die? ”

In the sound of the clatter, the jackals gathered together, and the cavalry of the Wang family's army, which had formed a circle around those refugees, also raised their steel crossbows with a clatter.

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At this time, it was the end of February, two months, Rizhao City came to a slight change, first, the Qingzhou official mansion Yamen that Jia Xu wanted was finally built, the old guy suffered a winter freezing, and now he can also scream at the yamen, the only thing that makes him depressed is that now Wang Hou, the Qingzhou herd's territory, only Rizhao City is a desolate beach.

Even Taishan County can't be controlled for the time being, only leaving two ministries of troops in Longma Village, let Wang Congge monitor the transportation of minerals, and then supervise the grain and cloth hoes that are traded back to make the distribution fair, and the internal affairs of the three big villages and sixteen small villages, he can't reach into it.

Therefore, the county government is just a decoration, and what is really practical is the huge reserve warehouse group built next to the five-story Rizhao Shaxian Hotel, and a huge factory building that I don't know what Wang Hou intends to use.

The outermost is the military camp under construction, and now he has mobilized most of his nearly 10,000 troops from Taishan County.

As soon as the cavalry team returned, they could see a few squares like tofu blocks training in the wilderness in a straight line, facing the cold wind in the spring, they were walking in the queue naked with halberds, hearing the messy beating of horses' hooves, and the eyes of one department were all envious in the order of one-two-one.

Wang Hou's concept of governing the army came from later generations, at least it was a modern army, it was too strong to adjust, and every day was either training or training, so that the task of going out to patrol the realm that no one wanted to go to has become a sweet spot, and every day all departments break their heads to compete for this place.

During the escort of the cavalry, more than 600 homeless people also passed by the large military camp with awe-inspiring eyes, and then were led to the slum of messy wooden houses in the east of the city.

Fleeing out, the expectations for the place to live are not high, but before entering the door, a fat face of the old man of the family lazily commanded the workers to come over, and one of them first sent a set of clothes, so that these Chengyang refugees who were captured by the strong men were pleasantly surprised, while the clothes were handed, the fat county officials were still listlessly shouting.

"From the east side, there are twelve houses that are empty, but there are at least five of them in one household, whether you are a neighbor or not, five in one house! No killing, no fighting! Otherwise, behead for public display! Do not steal, in addition to my family Wang Zhoumu also has two important rules, no open defecation, the big one must go to the public toilet, the small one is poured on the floating soil in the residential area with a jar, if caught, the whistleblower will reward two steamed buns, these two violators according to the serious circumstances, punish the squatting horse step for an hour to a day, just like them! ”

The fat official pointed a whip in his hand, and at the door of the slum, a flat cage was built with wood, and in the cage, men, women, and children in their fifties were patting their hands and holding their heads with sad faces, their legs were wide open, and their heads were sweating and squatting on horseback.

"What kind of punishment is this, you don't have to work, let me squat for a year!"

"Really! Come on, take him to try! ”

The cell door creaked open, and in the eyes of the newcomers, the strong man found a place to look like a hero, his legs were forked, his arms were pillowed, and he squatted up easily.

However, one minute is easy, two minutes is easy, and four minutes this guy can't do it, a sad handshake of his arm.

"I don't squat, I don't squat!"

With a whip on his cheek, the Qingzhou New Army, who was abused in the army, was a little perverted in his heart, laughed and scolded.

"You can come when you want to come and go when you want to go in this prison! At least I have to squat for an hour, hurry up and squat back, or I will serve you in shackles! ”

In the surprised eyes of those homeless people, they squatted down again sadly, the strong man's legs and stomach trembled, and big drops of sweat flowed down on his head, and their hearts were also in awe.

But the awe lasted only a moment, and was replaced by joy, and with another yawn, the fat official shouted again with a feeble voice.

"In addition, now the steel mill is recruiting, as long as the strong man is 16 to 30 years old, he will give Mai a stone cloth and a horse for a month, and the rest can find some odd jobs on the construction site, five steamed buns a day, and do whatever you can do with your luggage!"

One stone of grain and one cloth a month? The refugees who listened to it were stupid, what kind of luggage were they keeping? Even a few sixty-year-old men crowded in front of the fat officials in high spirits.

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