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According to Wang Xingping's old habits, it should be 1618 in the Western calendar, and I don't know how the travelers on Labuan Island spent this New Year, but in Daming, there are still a few days left for the Lunar New Year.

As the saying goes, '3949, frozen chickens and dogs', although the content of the 'Winter Nine Songs' in various parts of the Ming Dynasty is quite different, but to the day of 49 is undoubtedly not to express the feeling of heaven and earth slaughtering, the plum blossom petals in the "Ninety-Nine Chilling Map" hanging on the main hall of the palace are only dyed to the thirty-sixth piece, but it also indicates that the early spring of Wanli forty-six is coming, the snow melts and the ice disappears, it is a rare leisure moment in the year, and there are two days that are the small year, which is a day that the Han people attach great importance to.

Before this day comes, each family always has to prepare some water and wine Spring Festival couplets to clean the sacrificial stove, because since the Han people continued to move to the plateau, gradually even those local officials outside Guiyang City have become accustomed to these festivals that are not passed down to their ancestors.

Guy can often indulge in pleasure on such days, so the Tumu Tuguan does not reject the festivals brought by the Han as much as they reject the Han people themselves.

Less than twenty miles to the east of the Qianhu Sho of Jierong, that is, the former Bai'er Fort, is a valley plain that runs long and narrow in the northeast and southwest, the left is only two miles wide and narrow, six or seven miles deep, and in the middle of the valley near the foot of the south mountain is a large compound surrounded by several stone watchtowers and courtyard walls, the compound occupies the highest part of this valley, and people can overlook the patches of fertile fields on the east and west sides on the watchtowers.

Because it was originally a cattle farm of a branch of the Song clan in Shuidong, the locals called this place a cattle pen, and Liu Hao, a local official under the jurisdiction of Kaike Matou, opened a street here eight years ago, and took advantage of the situation to encroach on the fields of the local Han people and Juntun. Originally, with the location of the walled fort here, the fields in the west are mostly Han people and Juntun, and the fields in the east are mostly the native people under the rule of Shuidong Tusi, and there are many terraced fields opened up by Miao Ling on the mountain, but now it has become a branch of the Shuidong Tuguan and the Song family in this place.

The valley is now full of cultivated farmland, and the crops planted before the harvest are not visible under the snow, and it looks a little lonely against the backdrop of the mountains.

If you talk about its distance, here across the southwest of the White Horse Tong is also less than twenty miles of appearance, the White Horse Tong, the cattle pen and the city of the Thousand Households of the Rong Rong just become horns, plus someone in the mountains near the White Horse Tong recently discovered several cinnabar mines, Wang Xingping also asked Ye Yiwei to send people there to open a branch, specializing in cinnabar refining mercury sales, so today he took people to this cattle pen valley It seems that it was really not intentional, and he did not attract much attention along the way, until he arrived at the destination place.

Although the cattle farm is located at the northern edge of the Zijiang River Basin, but because it is not far from Yang Huangzhai, one of the twelve horse heads, there is a platform built by the ancestors of the Song family in the past, so the strength has always been considerable, although the scale of this watchtower is not as good as the white horse, the number of troops is not much, but the single round of defense is higher than the white horse, in the past Yang Baoer did not dare to provoke, not to mention that the white horse has now been cleaned up and down.

If you really want to say that the original White Horse Tong also belongs to the scope of the twelve horse heads, but Ge Man, where it is located, and the Kaike next to it do not belong to the same horse head, and there are many disputes within the two families.

And with this place as the center, within a radius of 100 miles, Kaike, Diwo, Geman, Machang, Qingjiang and Chen Hu six horse heads are the core of the Hongbian twelve horse heads, but also the foundation of the Song clan in Shuidong, the word Hongbian is just named after the Hongbian Prefecture under the jurisdiction of the Eight Luodian Xuanwei Division in the Yuan Dynasty, and now the folk also have direct Chen Hu, the strongest of the six horse heads, as the name, and the total name of Shuidong is the twelve horse heads of Chen Hu, which shows that the importance of this land to the Song family is above the remaining six horse heads.

The large fertile military tuns here are all occupied by the forces of the local officials, and how the power of the local officials is, from Yuan Renzong alone to the present three hundred years, the Dayuan military and civilian government has been downgraded to the current Ming Dynasty Guizhou Buzheng under the jurisdiction of the official of the Western barbarian chief, not only did not change the land and return to the stream, but the central government's dominance over it has fallen again and again, and even the military tun set up by the Guizhou Wei and the avant-garde in this place have been invaded and occupied.

The watchtower and manor in the middle of the valley is one of the many occupied military camps, and this cattle pen valley is the richest part of the fertile land in the northern Qianbei Plateau, and has been in the pockets of the local officials for nearly eight years.

Song Zhong is eating meat in Liu Hao's house, he is holding a burnt boar leg has been bitten off most of it, this is a Han people slave offered, there is a large forest on the Maoli Mountain in the northeast of the valley, there are many wild boars, and often come down the mountain to spoil the farmland, the local households see that they are all killed, and the killed boar meat is good to be dedicated to the head as usual.

Song Zhong's Zhuangzi is big in this cattle breeding pen, it is the tuntian that occupies several military households seven or eight years ago, he was born in the current Shuidong Tusi Song Wanhua is closest to a branch, there is quite some power in this place, even the local local official Liu Hao has to give him some face on weekdays, it is the New Year is approaching, Liu Hao just invited him to eat and drink in the village to inquire about the constitution of the horse head for the coming year, and the distribution of some interests involves the fundamental nature of these local officials below them.

While the two were eating and drinking happily, they heard a hurried sound outside, and before they could listen closely, the cover of the second staircase was lifted.

"Have you been spoofed by a ghost? Panic? ”

"Master, it's not good...... the man who looked like a steward swallowed his saliva and finally relieved himself after climbing up the watchtower, "It's Master Song's Zhuangzi who was ...... Occupied. ”

With a bang, the pig's leg fell on the floor, and the burnt yellow flesh was stained with a layer of raised dust and became no longer attractive, but Song Zhong was not distressed at all, "Which one of the dogs is so bold that he dares to beat my Zhuangzi's idea?" ”

The messenger man couldn't wait to quickly push the person in front of him to the front, and hurriedly replied: "I don't know where I came from, I don't know where a group of military households came from, saying that the master's Zhuangzi occupied the military camp, and they want to take back the field." ”

However, the local official Liu Hao had some city government, and said to Song Zhong in a deep voice: "Don't be annoyed, brother, I'll let my mother and mother go with you to have a look." ”

The mother and mother are the two capable soil masters under Liu Hao, each in charge of dozens of native soldiers, and they are also a number of people near this cattle ring.

He thought for a moment and asked again, "How many people are there on the other side?" ”

The messenger man was a little embarrassed, "The villain ran faster and couldn't see clearly, and there were thirty or forty people who came with knives and sticks, and Zhuang Ding was also scattered by them." ”

Looking at Song Zhong, whose face was a little uncertain, Liu Hao felt that it was time to make friends, and he said to Song Zhong: "This is more troublesome, but it's okay, Brother Song will put Zhuang Ding together first, and I will let my mother's brother order a hundred native soldiers to go to the battle." ”

Song Zhong nodded gratefully when he heard this, and said in return: "Brother Liu's love Song has written it down." ”

When he turned around, he yelled at the man who had spoken, "Why don't you go down and call someone." ”

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"You call it a fart, say that it is up to the sky, this field bone is also handed down by the court lord, a group of dilapidated military households have to rely on this field to get food, and they can't pay the endowment, so they shouldn't give up the land." A middle-aged man who looked a little thin was shouting in half-baked Chinese viciously, and he didn't see the fear after being caught.

"Yo, you still know Tian Gu and Tian Pi, it's a pity to be a minion." Wang Xingping was sitting on a stone outside the village, grabbing a wooden ladle to drink water, and said with a smile to a native who had just been caught.

This Zhuang head seems to be a person with a lot of status in this manor, and those Zhuang households and Zhuang slaves want to fight under his command, and they are still a person who dares to draw a sword.

If a person owns the deed of a piece of land, then he is counted as owning the bones, and among the tenant farmers, there is a kind of permanent tenant that owns the field. Under the constraints of this kind of perpetual tenant, the person who owns the title deed cannot decide the management of the land, so there are also those called quality fields. The permanent tenants who owned the land had the right to decide the specific cultivation of the field, which was similar to the land contract in later generations, so it was also called grain field. Buying and selling the bones of the field at this time is called the big buy, and the field trade is called the small buy, but the small purchase of some land is often more expensive than the big buy, this way of distinguishing and calculating the nature of cultivated land is a new creation of the Ming Dynasty, but it has spread to all provinces of the country in a very short time, especially the more fertile fields have been done in this way.

Of course, Zhuang Tou's words are also nonsense, the yellow book of this military field cannot be tampered with, and what field bones and fields are not private land transactions, even if the heads of households of these military tuns were really forced to write a deed of sale, they can also be counted. It is not that no one has come to manage it for so many years, but it is that the military households themselves have been exploited by all sides, and they have no incentive to regain the land, and the officials and soldiers have not been able to spare extra manpower to do this.

However, this head of the village obviously wanted to speak lightly before the meeting, but unexpectedly, he was first taken by Ding Deshui's uncle and nephew to clean up his life, and now he is only secretly waiting for the main family to bring someone over.

Hearing Wang Xingping say this, Xindao was probably a leader, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes quickly, "I see that you are like a knowledgeable person, let them let go of me first, and then obediently take them out of here, and most of the relationship between the head of the family and Song Xuanwei will not ......"

Before the threatening words were finished, Zhuang Tou was trampled on with an 'ah' and was trampled on the mud.

"It's bold, and the three-grade officials of the imperial court can also slander it." Wang Xingping finally finished drinking the water, and he was ready to take care of this person.

Song Wanhua is not only Shuidong Tusi, but also has the official position of General Sanpin Huaiyuan under the imperial court, although he is just a military officer, he also has a grade, Wang Xingping took this to talk about things, Zhuang Tou knew that the situation was not good even if he didn't know anything anymore, but at this time, he wanted to be soft but he had no chance, and he couldn't speak after a few mouthfuls of mud, so he had to be beaten to the point that he was only called by half a life.

"You're a Han civilian military household in this Tiantun, right?"

Wang Xing asked the other dealer who didn't have time to escape just now.

"General, this is the fellow villager mentioned by the villain, and he is the most bitter and hateful." Wan Shiying, who was speaking passionately on the playground that day, interjected first, and he turned his head to give the farmer a look, "Xiao Shisan, you still don't believe me now?" ”

When the Zhuang Hu saw Wan Shiying, he trembled and asked, "Second Brother Wan, are you really planning not to leave?" ”

There was still suspicion in his eyes.

"Here they are." At this time, Ding Yi ran over, he was now looking at the wind on a big tree outside the village, and saw a group of people and horses in the east coming towards this side violently, who else would it be if it was not the head of the house in the mouth of the village?

"It's just in time, it's time to test the results of your training these days." Wang Xingping let go of Xiao Shisan, who was at a loss, smiled brightly, and turned back to ask everyone, "Are you afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid of a bird!" Ding Yi was the first to reply, and the others also laughed and replied, and the meaning was very similar.

Wang Xingping selected people with outstanding training results during this time, and most of them were stationed in the city of Jierong with Wang Ge.

Among the total forty people he personally brought out, according to the structure of later generations, it was probably a platoon of troops, and there were also Uncle Ding Deshui, who had seen blood in the night attack in the north of the city. A team of ten people, these forty people are divided into three ten-person teams, all of which are pikemen phalanxes, and six of the other ten people form an artillery team, led by Goliath with a bronze cannon modified with a gun carriage, and four fast-legged scouts, Ding Yi is now one.

Looking at the black pressure in front of him from a distance, Wang Xing calmly took out a brass tube from his arms and looked at it in front of him.

"There are still a lot of people." Putting down the unexpected gain of this Ye shopkeeper's trip to Macau, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Herald, armor ......"

[Note: Regarding the statement of Tiangu Tianpi, the names of the provinces of Daming are different, and Guizhou has determined that there is also this form of transaction since Jiajing, but the name has not been accurately recorded in historical materials, so it is still written as Tiangu and Tianpi according to the most widely agreed title]