After getting drunk last night, Zhao Zhiqiang, the Anji Dubao who nominally commanded the defense of the city but was actually only responsible for guarding the southern city wall, was worried that Fang La's army would go crazy and attack, so he talked in his dreams all night.

It was almost noon when he woke up, and Zhao Zhiqiang looked at his plump wife who was wearing a gown and looked more petite and exquisite, and he was a little nervous. The wife moistened the towel with warm water and was about to wipe his face, when he was pulled to the bed by the beastly man.

The towel fell to the ground, and the sultry screams startled the servants in the courtyard.

"In broad daylight, are you still a person when you are seen? Woo~~~"

Skirts, skirts, shirts, and bandeau were thrown out of the bed tent one after another, and the sturdy bed shook slightly, and the sound of dirty ears resounded throughout the courtyard. Occasionally, a small, white and round hand stretched out of the bed tent, opened and closed, not knowing where to put it, and soon retracted......

On the dining table, Zhao Zhiqiang, who was sweaty and took a warm bath, was eating mutton soup, and looked at the round and jade lady from time to time.

The little woman's body was already mature, and she had just been tossed again, and she looked even more charming, and her eyes were watery. In broad daylight, Mrs. Zhao pouted, and always glared at the officials with shame when she served vegetables.

Zhao Zhiqiang was even more proud.

The sound of the gong suddenly sounded, and then the shouts of the prime of life, the cries of women and children, and the angry shouts of officials came one by one. Zhao Zhiqiang's hands trembled, but perhaps because he had been mentally prepared, he quickly calmed down. The spoon in the little woman's hand

Sliding into the little one, she fell to the ground softly, and her bandeau loosened.

One of Zhao Zhiqiang's subordinates just ran to the door and took in the beautiful scenery. This thin man with a long face and a straight beard swallowed his saliva, and quietly lowered his head and clenched his fists, "Fang Lajun has attacked from the mountain road, and it has already passed the Guansha, which is less than ten miles away from Nancheng. ”

At the foot of Phoenix Mountain, dozens of homeless people who were doing miscellaneous labor for Li Xiang's hundreds of people were resting by the river. A sharp-eyed young man occasionally looked to the southwest, sticking to the verdant hilly line, and suddenly felt that he saw a mass of things, rubbed his eyes and looked again, and the whole person began to tremble.

"Army, military master. West, Southwest, there are people, many people! The sharp-eyed young man ran up to one of the Zhuang Ding guarding them, and with a gesture, he waved his thin arm to the southwest.

Zhuang Ding, who is middle-aged, is a chief, and he brushed aside the guy who was full of Wu dialect, squinted at the southwest, and his eyes widened. He patted Zhuang Ding, who was also stunned next to him, "Guard here, don't let these people run around." ”

The stout chief ran to the front of the trench, gave the command, pointed to the southwest, and said a few words, and then ran into the camp. In less than ten breaths, the gate of the camp facing the creek was pulled up, and the drums and trumpets of the urgent formation sounded in the camp.

Zhao Zhiqiang wore a half-old mountain armor inside, and a silver armor on the outside, and ran to the county office with a sigh.

The county order, the county order, the master book, and the canonical history are sweating and arguing over something. Seeing Zhao Zhiqiang coming, the county commander hurriedly handed over a flag to him, "I'm tired of Zhao Dubao, you must block Fang Lajun!" Be loyal to the country, and have a wife and son, only today! ”

The chief bookkeeper and others also echoed pleasantly, to be more polite and polite.

When he came out of the county office, Zhao Zhiqiang was confused: How many adults recruited me to come over just to send a flag? Is there a chicken feather for it? When, is it still a waste of time to do this kind of thing? Sick!

The "deputy general system" who was responsible for guarding the eastern city wall happened to run over, and when he saw the big flag in Zhao Dubao's hand, his face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and crashed into the county office.

Zhao Zhiqiang, who hated to tear off the banner, suppressed his anger, handed over the brand-new banner to his subordinates, and ran to the southern city wall.

Officials, thieves, and family members of large families can still beat the people, not to mention anything else. After the initial panic, some order was finally restored to the county seat of Anji. There are also some discordant episodes, most of which are caused by the ruffians in the past who took advantage of the fire to rob, or the unclean hands and feet of officials.

Although the civil officials in the county can't pick their shoulders and can't resist, they like to point fingers the most. However, civil officials had their own expertise, such as suppressing the spies sent to the city by Fang Lajun, going door-to-door to collect middle-aged people to help defend the city, and collecting money and grain from large merchants as rewards. As the children of saints on the indoctrination side, scholars and doctors are familiar with this kind of thing.

Li Xiang put on the fitted heavy armor jointly created by Lei Cheng, Tang Guohao and others, and connected the helmet to the upper body armor. Thinking of the experience of being attacked not long ago, he put down the ghost mask armor made of hundreds of steels. Pull the wind, fierce, safe, all have it.

The owner of the village came to the west gate of the barracks, climbed the lower inner wall, which was made of stakes and planks, and looked to the west. I saw thousands of people flocking to Anji County. From a distance, it looks like a huge black-gray cloud.

"To the south of the barracks, have the villages along the river sent people? Why don't you see the villagers coming? Li Xiang asked Fang Weiliang, who ran up panting.

Fang Weiliang wiped his sweat, "I've been there." Dingjiawan, Panjiashang, Shangjiazhuang...... I've been there, but few families have come. ”

Liu Sheng on the side held the knife in one hand, touched his neck, and wondered: "They are not afraid of death?" Why don't you come and hide from Fang Lajun? ”

"Some families are reluctant to leave their homes, houses and jars, and the poorer they are, the more they don't want to leave home." Fang Weiliang spread his hand, "And several villages in the south have walls, and there are hunters who enter the mountains all year round, so they have the power to protect themselves." Respected families or patriarchs may not be able to trust us. ”

Fang Weiliang lowered his voice and added, "Also, cough cough, it's just a little foolish opinion of his subordinates. Those who speak with weight may be thinking about the idea of hoping that Fang Lajun will take the county seat and our camp, and after they are full, they will not fight their poor villages. ”

The small section of the walled wall where Li Xiang was located was quiet for a moment.

"Be lucky, beggar-thy-neighbor, only care about self-preservation, and call ......," the owner waved his hand annoyedly, "It's not a parent, it's enough for me to do this." Zhang Qingping guarded the north, Yang Yingdong guarded the west, Ding Shihang guarded the south, and Da Niu guarded the east. Liu Sheng took the personal guard of the owner of the village to supervise the military law, and at the same time served as a backup. ”

The Fangla army of several thousand people split up and went straight to the camp. Li Xiang rammed his fist on the wall, making a muffled sound of "dong", "Let's see how Fang La's army attacks the city first." Before the county seat is down, Fang Lajun should not attack me at the same time. ”

Anji County.

Zhao Zhiqiang greeted the parents of the county magistrate several times in his heart, and shamefully planted the banner of "killing the rebels and protecting the territory and the people" on the city gate tower, drew his sword and shouted, "Once the Fang La army under the city enters the city, your parents, wives and children will be killed and humiliated." ”

"When the time comes, relatives, food, and copper coins will be gone!"

"Fight them to the death! Fifty miles to the north, there are 2,000 officers and soldiers in Si'an Town, and they will not ignore it. The county lord offered a reward, killing a rebel who threw himself into the Fang La army and giving it to Sanguan, killing a rebel in Fang La gave it ten guan, and killing a thief leader gave it to thirty guan......"

Mingyuezhuang, the small building of the Shusen family has just been built.

The neighbors and the villagers who knew each other were full of food and drink, and while wishing the tree forest a happy housewarming, they said goodbye and left. Na Shusen sent a little way, turned around and came to the guest room full of lime and brick and wood smell, "The newly built house smells big, Uncle Zhao forgive me." ”

"It's as if the old man is so delicate, really." Uncle Zhao picked up the sweet tea with one arm, took a sip, and ate a mouthful of dried fruits, looked at the increasingly fat stomach and sighed:

"Now that life is better, I can eat meat every day, and every three or five days someone invites me to build a new house, marry a daughter-in-law, and produce in a workshop...... In short, it is to find acquaintances to have a lively meal, indicating that they are living a good life. The old man is tired of eating meat now, think about the days of a few years ago, hehe, make a shit. ”

"When the first molten iron came out, the owner of the village stood in front of a group of people in Wuyang, and you weren't there at that time, Wuyang." Uncle Zhao stretched out his arm and gestured, and the other empty sleeve shook up and down, "The owner of the village shouted there, saying that he wanted to let us, the small people who have been poor for several lifetimes, eat meat until we get tired of it!" ”

Na Shumori had heard the description of the scene of that day many times. But he still showed expectant eyes, patiently listened to Uncle Zhao's speech, and nodded his head from time to time.

"First there was laughter, and then hundreds of people's bellies rumbled, and I still remember the sound of the old man. The woman and the doll began to cry, and the old brothers present wept and laughed in their tears. ”

"Not many people took it seriously at the time. Tired of eating meat? If you're not the prime minister, who can eat meat casually? Old man, I only be the banker

The Lord is cheering everyone up, so that everyone has a head, and then ...... Now there is an iron plate workshop and a caravan at home, and the owner's words have all come true. ”

In the end, Uncle Zhao was already slightly choked.

Na Shusen handed over a towel and added tea.

In the process of Uncle Zhao recovering his emotions, Na Shusen also recalled his experience: he was rescued by Uncle Liang in the wind and snow and followed Liang

Uncle learns martial arts; The owner of the village is in power, and he goes to Mingyueji to inquire about intelligence; Uncle Liang went north, and he was transferred back to the village by the owner of the village for reuse.

As for the family business, the workshop opened by Na Shusen found another way, and used the good molten iron in the village to make various Qimen weapons needed by the green forest masters, family guards, and Huidao sects, and the public school also purchased some regularly. After the beginning of spring, Mingyuezhuang's farm tools sold too well, and the Shusen workshop followed the trend to make a few simple farm tools.

Next, Na Shusen, who was staring at the village, and Zhao Bo, who was staring at the village, discussed issues such as the division of ministry and emergency cooperation, and both made some concessions. They first reach an agreement, and only when they are questioned by the public can they not drop the chain.

Those who do private affairs can't escape the reform, and the two of them and Cheng Jianghai must gradually accept some restrictions in the public school, and no longer only obey the owner of the village who runs around in the big Zhou.

"Doctor Liu is back. The whole body is messy, the eyes are very bright, and the expression seems to be ...... Crazy, how can it be like this? After finishing the conversation, Na Shusen remembered the scene of seeing Liu Zhihe yesterday and asked.

"Poof...... cough cough cough ......"

Zhao Bozheng squinted and drank tea, and choked when he heard the news that Liu Zhihe had returned to the village. He is now stationed in Xunyang Mansion City, and he only arrived in Zhuangnai two hours ago, and he does not know the news of Liu Zhihe's return from Houshan.

Seeing Uncle Zhao staring at the door, the lonely Shu Sen understood.

Na Shusen inspected the entire small building, driving the guards far away. When you get back, close all the doors and windows.

"That willow ...... Divine doctor, he doesn't stay in the back mountain, why is he going back to the village?! Uncle Zhao suppressed his voice to the point that the tree forest could just hear clearly, and asked through gritted teeth.

"I don't know, the kid only knows that he moved two big boxes from Zhang Wanli's house, and he also ran into Zhang Tianlei. Then he and his apprentice walked into the small courtyard of the medical and health department, which was listed as top secret by the owner, and he had not yet come out. The owner of the village has orders, so I just monitor the escort throughout the whole process, and I don't know what Doctor Liu is doing inside. ”

Hearing the five words of the small courtyard of the medical and health department, Zhao Bo shuddered, and his stomach churned.