Zhang Gongji is about to start the last leg of his journey on the train. Finally came across a big station, Zhang Gongji had experience, bought a lot of food in the service area to carry hunger, at this time there is no food industry, even spicy strips can not be made, so the buy is like dried sweet potatoes, sugarcane and other simple food, as chewing grain to deceive the stomach.

"If you are taking the 20th train, please note that the train has already come out, so if you encounter an attack, please stay calm and cooperate with the crew......

Getting into the carriage, most of the carriage was still stuffed, but this time it was not the goods that were stuffed, but the people. These people have a bronzed complexion and blue-black blood vessels, and at first glance they look like laborers who have worked for a long time. Shovels and other tools were piled up in the corner, and as soon as the train started, these people began to drink and chat, but they used Burmese, and Zhang Gong knew some Burmese, but he could not understand the Burmese language, which was mixed with various local dialects and spoke very quickly, so he had to observe their movements while chewing dried sweet potatoes.

There is no luxury like a table clock on the train (and it is also difficult to stuff it down, wasting space, weight, etc.), so Zhang Gongji roughly observes the time all the way, using a sundial at each station, and immediately switching to a drip backup when it is raining and cloudy.

Every time the train stopped, Zhang Gongji remembered to ask the time, and at the end of the day, the speed of the train was 40 percent slower than before ZTE. After the liberation of Yunnan, Zhongxing City was regarded by many people in the DPRK and China as the dividing line between Myanmar and Yunnan, and now it seems that this statement is not unreasonable.

When I arrived at Longchuan Station, this lonely journey finally ended, and I jumped off the platform and breathed a sigh of relief, I finally saw my subordinates this time. The hundred households who greeted themselves had done errands with themselves in the early years, so they naturally knew themselves, and they no longer had any doubts when they looked at the waist card. "Are you hungry, I have already prepared a table of food, I hope you don't dislike it."

"Where did you have a good meal by car all the way? Just don't have idlers, just disturb them. Zhang Gong was extremely careful, feeling that his old subordinates wanted to publicize themselves.

Baihu nodded in response: "Where do you dare to make noise?" ”

Under Longchuan, it belongs to the political envoy of Yunnan, located in the territory of Dehong Prefecture in the later generations, and belongs to the rule of Tusi. The only place where you can buy food is where the toast is--- unless it's really a light meal. But the person who really did this, did he want to be the second Hai Qingtian and be dissed to death by everyone?

Sure enough, the hundred households led them into the city where the Tusi Office was located. In a big house, Zhang Gongji saw a table of rumored banquets: Longchuan Xuanfu Division is not a Han land, so he directly served hard dishes--- these hard dishes alone accounted for almost ten taels of silver, even if it is a cost price here, three taels of silver have also been spent, this public relations cost is really not low.

Standing behind the banquet were a few Han well-dressed people, but it was obvious that there were signs of different lives - one of them had faint traces of tattoos, while the Dai men wore many tattoos. It seems that this is the mastermind behind the scenes?

It's as simple as that?

No way?

Zhang Gongji's head was stunned, and he heard the sound of quietly closing the door and locking it outside. In these years, large families have their own people to take care of their homes, and small families can also raise a dog or simply leave someone to take care of the house - anyway, manpower is extremely cheap, and there is not much demand for door locks...... But Zhang Gongji, as a Jinyiwei, naturally came into contact with these things, after all, Jinyiwei is also a fighting organization.

And how can the Dai people in the deep mountains come into contact with this kind of high-tech?

"These people should not be idlers", Baihu introduced these people, all of whom are "the talents of the Longchuan Xuanfu Division, a place where culture and education are not thriving, and it is difficult to show talents." ”

"Xiaguan has been stationed here for a while, and there are some vassals and elegant behaviors, so let them make a chariot poem against them, I'm afraid that this meal will be too deserted and make the adults unhappy......" Baihu paused, "Xiaguan is also afraid that you will go back to Ava's side, saying that if you neglect Shangguan in Xia, it will not be good to be promoted in the future." ”

After speaking, Baihu's own little heart also thumped. The identities of these talented men are real, but in the land under the fetters system, in addition to Tusi's own family, who else has cultivated a talent? Most of these people are the children of Tusi, and they want to talk to themselves about this case. What you know, can your old superiors not know?

"How so? Thou hast followed me for so many years, and thou hast ever seen me mistreat my subordinates? Do you remember how many times you were in Anlong? ”

During the Yongli West Hunt and South Hunt, Anlong is an important stop. Zhu Youlang's classmates were almost under house arrest there for more than three years, Sun Kewang's men stared him to death, Zhu Youlang sent Wu Zhenyu, a scholar of Dongge University, to find Li Dingguo to try to take over the move, but was discovered by Sun Kewang's subordinates, and cleaned a piece of civil officials in one breath (a total of eighteen people, this number was not small when Yongli was displaced), and he and his hundred households have been trying to act as Zhu Youlang's eyes. Several times to deliver the news, they all did it at the risk of being discovered by Sun Kewang's subordinates, and since Sun Kewang was able to kill the prime minister, pinching the two of them to death was similar to pinching the ants to death.

Seeing that the old superior began to sensationalize, Baihu smiled and piled up folds on his face: "That's nature, the grace of the adult to save his life, toothless and unforgettable." Come, thank you again for saving my life at that time. I salute an adult under a cup. ”

After speaking, Baihu poured a glass of Irrawaddy, raised the wine glass and took a sip, and Zhang Gongji also drank half of the wine. At this time, the more backward the productive forces, the more intricate "rules" there are, and half of this glass of wine shows an attitude.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, a few Xiucai also searched their intestines and scraped their stomachs, and said some scenes in Chinese; The atmosphere on the wine table was warm; Zhang Gongji, who was filled with big fish and meat, showed a very peaceful and easy to talk on his face.

At this time, his old subordinate finally opened his mouth and led to his true purpose, "My subordinate has a reluctant request, I don't know if the adult can consider it." ”

"Well, let's... Whoever follows whom, can help me as much as possible. Zhang Gongji made a drunken posture and displayed his drama skills, without Liu Xiang's genius "foil", Zhang Gongji thought that he was still very good.

"Adults still speak as cheerfully as ever;" Baihu may have hesitated, and toasted again before saying, "I heard that the track is angry?" ”

Zhang Gongji nodded in acknowledgement. "It's true, otherwise we wouldn't have met again in more than a year. Why, you didn't know these things before? ”

"Knowing is knowing, but it's not like I don't know what to think. We are local snakes, don't we still have to see what the above thinks, let's do it. ”

Zhang Gongji felt a burst of hehe: What kind of snake are you, have you become a spiritual snake after coming here for about a year? The old man of Tusi has been here for hundreds of years with a dead high administrative level from the fourth grade, what kind of thing are you, a hundred households of the sixth grade?

What do you dream about?

(End of chapter)