Han Qian: What they arranged was a wooden building with a dry rail.

Zhao Wuji, Tian Cheng, and Gao Shao were all taken away from the village, but Han Qian still received some courtesy, Feng Jin did not ask him to take the saber at his waist, probably thinking that this saber was just an ornament to Han Qian.

In front of the building and behind the building, there were more than a dozen soldiers staring, expecting that Ji Kun's residence in Jingyun Village was the same.

Han Qian stood in front of the window, and he could better see the valley on the south side of Jingyun Village, turned around and asked Zhao Wuji, Tian Cheng, and Gao Shao: "If I give you five hundred elites, how can you capture Jingyun Village?" ”

"It is absolutely difficult to attack from the mouth of Jingyun Creek, the terrain is too dangerous and narrow, not to mention that the road will be intercepted, and there is no room to deploy troops even before reaching the wall. Unless you can go around the valley behind, five hundred elites may be able to give it a try. Tian Cheng said.

"Bypassing from Langxi, it seems that the terrain is easier, but there is no ready-made road, and it is not possible for three or five hundred people to open a passage in the deep mountains and old forests!" Gao Shao shook his head and said, he didn't think that before he mastered the absolute strength, he could have much chance of winning by attacking Jingyun Village.

Tian Cheng and Gao Shao both served as middle and low-level generals in the hostile army of Great Chu, and they had experience in small and medium-sized offensive and defensive battles, which was inferior to Zhao Wuji, Lin Zongjing and others at this time.

Seeing that the security in Jingyun Village was very strict, and the deception was useless, Tian Cheng and Gao Shao both felt that if they wanted to attack, even if they were willing to pay a heavy price, they might not be able to succeed.

Han Qian smiled slightly.

At this time, the two soldiers came up and went around the corridor outside the house to the window on the south side to guard, as if they saw Han Qian and them standing at the window to probe their brains, so they simply arranged for someone to come over and guard them, dispel Han Qian's attempt.

"Hey, come here." Gao Shao walked to the door and shouted at one of the soldiers, beckoning him to come over.

"How many subordinates does Ji Kun have in the village, how many days have they been here?" Han Qian stood at the window and hid behind Gao Bao to make sure that his figure was not seen by people outside, and asked Gao Bao in a low voice.

"I heard that Ji Kun first came into contact with the young clan master for five days when he arrived in Qianyang City, but he brought two subordinates into Jingyun Village." Gao Bao raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, as if wiping his nose, and whispered to Han Qian.

"You put this into Ji Kun's meal." Han Qian took out a small paper bag from his arms and secretly stuffed it to Gao Bao.

Gao Bao pinched the paper bag, there seemed to be some powder in it, he was shocked, and said with a crying voice: "I don't have a chance to poison Ji Kun and them." ”

"Who said it was poison? This is a laxative, let Ji Kun and them eat it, at most they will have diarrhea for a few days, as if they are infected with miasma, and no one will suspect you. If you don't believe me, you can pick some and feed them to the dogs first. Han Qian whispered.

Gao Bao was afraid that he would be stripped alive by Feng Jinsheng after the past matter was revealed by Han Qian, and seeing that Han Qian gave him only laxatives, it should not be exposed, so he took the small paper bag with peace of mind and hid it on the inside of his belt.

Watching Gao Bao leave under the pretext of leaving, leaving only one soldier to guard the corridor, Zhao Ting'er asked worriedly: "Will these barbarians agree to the conditions proposed by the young master?" ”

Zhao Ting'er was worried that his words would be heard by the soldiers outside, after all, they were not sure whether these soldiers could understand the official words, even if they spoke close to Han Qian's ear, their bodies were soft and leaning over.

"Even if these barbarians have different aspirations, they will choose to temporarily forbear because of lack of preparation, and the price I offer is not too harsh," Han Qian said with a smile, "You must know that 'three years of Qing Governor's Mansion and 100,000 snowflakes of silver' is the normal harvest market, Xuzhou is a little poorer, but when converted, five million dollars a year is only five thousand taels of snowflake silver." ”

Although gold and silver are considered precious metals in the world, the circulation and use of silver is still extremely rare, far less than gold, and copper coins have not yet formed a relative exchange ratio - Han Qian said something about snowflake silver, and Zhao Tinger was still a little confused.

In terms of Dingkou and acres, the financial potential of Xuzhou may not be as good as the tenths and twelves of Shangzhou such as Runyang, but since the previous dynasty, even if the central government sent officials to Xuzhou, in addition to symbolically collecting some tribute, the officials did not have real power in the local area, and they were unable to collect it, but the wealthy family of Xuzhou continuously transported timber, medicinal materials and even copper and iron metals and dansha, tung oil, tea and other products to the lower reaches of Yuanshui and even more places through the Yuanshui River. In fact, it is still in control of quite a lot of wealth.

Han Qian still discussed with his father for a long time before he decided to bluff people by saying the figure of five million dollars a year.

The offer is too low, not enough to slack the vigilance of the four surnames, but will make the four surnames think that this is their delaying tactic; opened too high, and the four surnames could barely make up the money, and the situation could only stalemate there.

To determine a quota that could prove that they were determined to collect the place and that the four surnames could bear it, Han Qian and his father also took great pains. However, if he was not eighty or ninety percent sure, it would be impossible for Han Qian to joke with his life and take Gao Shao, Tian Cheng, and Zhao Wuji into Jingyun Village.

After a while, Feng Jin came in with two village slaves with food.

"We couldn't get used to the food in the village, so we brought our own dry food." Han Qian was not afraid that Feng Changyu and Feng Jin would poison them, but he thought that he had arranged for Gao Bao to drug the food eaten by Ji Kun and the others, and he was also a thief, so he was afraid that Ji Kun would buy the people in the village and poison their food, so he refused Feng Jin's kindness and asked Zhao Wuji to take out dry food and dried meat from the baggage, and they shared the food.

Seeing that Han Qian was afraid that they would poison the food, Feng Jin was full of disdain, and he didn't say anything, just took the two slaves to withdraw the food.

Han Qian wanted to go to the village or out of the village to the valley in the south, but Feng Jin naturally didn't allow it, so Han Qian asked Feng Jin for some worn-out books stored in the village, and sat under the lamp to read to pass the boring time.

Han Qian read until late at night, and was about to blow out the oil lamp, but he heard some strange noises coming from the back wall of the wooden building, and his hairs stood on end, he picked up the oil lamp, asked Zhao Ting'er to hide behind him, picked up the saber on the corner of the table and knocked on the wooden wall twice, and notified Zhao Wuji, Gao Shao, and Tian Cheng, who were resting next door, that assassins had broken over.

Zhao Ting'er didn't have time to find the door to open the door and let Gao Shao and them in, when he saw a hole in the back wall of the wooden building, and a petite figure with a black face came in.

Han Qian didn't dare to let Zhao Ting'er get out of his protection and pulled her back behind him.

The man saw Han Qian standing in the corner clearly, and the whole person was like a nimble tanuki, waving the short sword in his hand, and suddenly stabbed against the wall.

Gao Shao and Tian Cheng did not have weapons in hand, so they broke into the door directly, smashed the door in half, and each held half of the broken door panel and pounced on the assassin, and they were all stunned when they saw the assassin's petite figure.

They didn't think about what Feng Changyu and Feng Jin would do, after all, they really died in Jingyun Village, Feng Changyu and Feng Jin were responsible, which meant that Qianyang City and the four surnames were completely torn apart, so what did the Feng family's father and son really want to do to them, and they didn't need to hide any assassins, so they were full of precautions at night that Ji Kun might send his subordinates to touch him and assassinate them.

But he didn't expect that the assassin was a woman.

Based on the information they had, Ji Kun didn't have any female scouts around him.

This woman is from Jingyunzhai?

At this time, whether to kill the assassin directly, Tian Cheng and Gao Shao hesitated, and the two of them just smashed the short sword in the woman's hand, and then smashed it out with the door breaker.

The female assassin was also very skilled, her body was smashed out by Gao Shaona's broken door panel, her feet were propped up against the wall, and her body spun in mid-air, and then fell to the ground like a feather.

Even though the blade was smashed to the ground and picked up by Gao Shao, the female assassin did not retreat, and moved against the wall, wanting to bypass Gao Shao and Tian Cheng, and killed Han Qian with her bare hands.

"Keep your mouth alive!" Han Qian didn't know what the identity of this female assassin was in Jingyun Village, and when he saw Zhao Wuji rushing forward like a tanuki, he gave an order, and then he shouted "Alas", as if his body hit the door frame a little, and the oil lamp in his hand splashed onto the gauze tent on the side, and the gauze tent burned when he saw it.

Gao Shao and Tian Cheng glanced at Han Qian suspiciously, thinking that this mistake was too deliberate, did they want to frame this female assassin?

They didn't go to extinguish the fire, and silently protected Han Qian and Zhao Ting'er to withdraw first.

Zhao Wuji did not have a bow and arrow in hand, and his combat effectiveness was greatly weakened, but in the narrow room, it was just right to fight the same bare-handed female assassin.

Han Qian and the others exited the bedroom, and they heard Zhao Wuji and the female assassin banging each other inside, feeling that the two of them were fists to the flesh, and they really felt sour when they heard it.

"Lady Nine!"

Gao Bao and the other soldiers guarding the floor had already been alarmed, and rushed up to the wooden building with swords in their hands, they surrounded the bedroom, and happened to see the black cloth on the female assassin's face, which was caught by Zhao Wuji, and a stunning beautiful face was ruthlessly grabbed by Zhao Wuji with five blood marks, and they hurriedly shouted out, for fear that Zhao Wuji would directly kill their ninth lady.

No matter what the lady, Gao Shao touched the back directly, and kicked the female assassin to the ground with a cold kick, Gao Bao and the others hurriedly rushed up to press the female assassin to the ground, not telling her to move.

After Han Qian "missed" the oil lamp and ignited the gauze tent, the fire gradually grew bigger, and they were forced to retreat to the open space outside the wooden building, and at this time they could see the flames rushing out of the wooden walls.

"Who is this woman?" Taking advantage of the chaos, Han Qian asked Gao Bao in a low voice.

"Mrs. Xi is Feng Changyu's ninth concubine and Xi Cheng's sister, I can only say that Xi Cheng leaked Xingzang to kill the young master, and I just got by luck, I didn't expect Mrs. Xi to sneak over at night to assassinate the young master!" Gao Bao whispered with a bitter face.

Han Qian saw that the female assassin was only seventeen or eighteen years old, delicate and beautiful, while Feng Changyu was a terrible old man in his sixties, and he was really beautiful.