0027. Special registrants
Today is the third day, and everyone is too tired to say a word.
However, as soon as the sword appeared, no one did not immediately gather the last bit of strength and send their smiling faces.
Wendao is naturally physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme.
Liu Qiu and Zhang Bao are tired, and most of them are physically tired. He can't, he has to do everything himself, after all, this will be the first army he has built here with his own hands, and there is no room for mistakes.
"Liu Qiu, how many people have been named now?"
Liu Qiu was writing a name to a person, and when he heard Wen Dao standing over, he quickly pushed him away and said:
"Childe, it's almost noon on the last day, and I happen to remember the 1689th person. It is estimated that there will be more than 2,000 by mid-afternoon. β
Why did it suddenly increase so much, but yesterday I only remembered more than 700 people.
Wen Dao was startled, and looked up at the other table. Qu Wu, who is also half a literati, is working hard.
"Qu Wu, how many people are there over there?"
Qu Wu raised his head, looked at the long queue that had been winding to the head of the alley outside with fear, and cheered up and reported a number:
"Childe, I'm more here, after writing this, 1728 people."
In less than three days, there are almost 4,000 people, and there is still half a day to close the registration deadline, and then it will definitely break through the 5,000 people.
Thinking about it, Wen Dao couldn't help but shake his head.
Why was it erosive at the end of the Ming Dynasty, as long as a bold person shouted a slogan of food and clothing, the responders and followers followed the mountain and the tsunami.
This is the tragedy of this era, and it is also a bloody reality.
However, since God threw himself over, Lao Tzu will never allow the signs of foreign devils and dogs and tartars to plague China for hundreds of years to emerge!
Time is not waiting, iron and blood are rampant, Wen Dao secretly clenched his fists, and said decisively:
"Liu Qiu, Qu Wu, as soon as the sun sets today, no matter how many people are behind you, the registration will be terminated immediately. Three days later, all registered applicants will gather at the flat land in the southern suburbs outside the city. β
Hearing the deliberate loud command of the master's family, the winding long dragon couldn't help but be a mournful voice again, and there was a faint commotion.
Wen Dao's eyes froze, and he walked out of the courtyard.
"Dog, didn't you see Childe out of the yard, keep up-"
Zhang Bao, who was in charge of the inspection with a few friendly hunters in the courtyard, hurriedly shouted when he saw this, and Li Goudan touched his head and hurriedly followed.
Now everyone automatically regards the tower-like Li Goudan as the personal guard of the literary knife, and he has to follow him wherever he goes on weekdays.
Seeing that Wendao actually came to the front in person, many people had different faces, and they didn't feel that there was a commotion again.
Wen Dao quietly looked at the crowded long dragon, and said for a while:
"Don't mess up, everyone, it's not good for anyone-"
"But don't worry, this is the first time that this son is recruiting, but it is by no means the last. Therefore, those who did not report this time can still come in the future. But if anyone wants to make trouble and I write it down, you will be on my blacklist, and you won't have a chance in the future, understand? β
As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly fell silent.
Childe is really mighty, in a word, these people are honest.
Li Goudan followed Wendao and turned back to the courtyard, and couldn't help but straighten his bulging chest again.
Before I knew it, it was almost dusk, and with the setting sun, Wendao walked out again.
Changlong was forcibly dismissed, but the crowd outside the courtyard still did not disperse.
Liu Qiu and Qu Wu's eyes were swollen like red dates, and they handed over the list in their hands, and then each pointed to their table and said the same thing:
"Childe, the sum of our two sides is more than five thousand. However, there are so many unruly people, no matter how they beat and scold, they can't drive away, they can't lift them away, and they have to commit suicide by hitting a tree on the spot if they are in a hurry. We don't dare to call the shots, and we look strange and pitiful, so let's ask Childe to take a look and decide. β
Sure enough, there was still trouble.
Wen Dao had a dark face and beckoned:
"Then bring someone over, I'll see if I have any ability and can't beat the stick!"
The first man came up, but kept his head down and refused to look up.
Wen Dao squinted and looked at it for a while, and then sneered:
"Why do you want a woman to dress up as a man, I don't know that I only recruit family members and clerks here, but which one of the family clerks in the world is you, a woman dressed as a man?"
The person who came fell to his knees with a thud, but still bowed his head and remained silent.
Wen Dao glared at the visitor, but he didn't want to feel pity because she was dressed as a man, and spoiled her own big things, so he immediately said coldly:
"If you don't open your mouth again, you will shoot out with a stick!"
"Childe spares his lifeβ"
The visitor finally raised his head, lifted his hat casually, and his hair poured down like a waterfall.
"Please listen to the little girl, if it doesn't make sense, the slave family will leave by itself."
Well, it's not a bully woman who doesn't hesitate, and it's worth taking a different look at it if she can show her head like this.
"You say," Wendao nodded.
"The son posted a notice, although it was said that he was recruiting a family member and a clerk's account office, but he didn't specify that it must be a man, so the slave family came to register as promised, and it was not wrong, this is one."
"Second, the son once said that the house has not called the maid so far, and the little woman heard it by chance, and it was forced by life to make a living, so she thought about it, and poured out her face not to come to the errand to apply, and hoped that the son would have mercy."
Not only was Wen Dao stunned, but even Liu Qiu, Qu Wu and others were also stunned:
On the way back from the mountain that day, the son just saw the city gate and said casually, how could this woman listen to it and remember it so heartily to this day?
Strange, this matter is very strange!
Wendao was also stunned when he heard it, and his heart was full of doubts:
This woman was born so brightly, and she looks like she is only a cardamom age, how can she be forced by life and still live until now?
Besides, casually said at the time, how could she be heard by so many people coming and going on the road......
Unable to make up his mind for a while, Wen Dao immediately turned to the young man standing on the other side and said:
"What about you, why do you want to be unruly, because you can't do what you can?"
"I-"
I never thought that this young man who looked very delicate would really look like him, and he was even more female than a female doll, and as soon as he said a word, his eyes burst into tears:
"Childe, I'm not a bad person, Childe, I'm not unruly, it's really a student, no one from the students has come to see me these days, I'm really hungry and desperate, so I want to go to Childe to give it a try......"
Wendao's eyes narrowed, and he was overjoyed:
"You're Lang Zhong, what's your name?"
When the young man heard Wen Dao's tone, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, and said:
"Hui Gongzi, the student's name is Yu Jiayan, he is a Fujian person, and his medical skills are from the ancestral inheritance of my Yu family. Because of the order of the family, he went to Huguang, Sichuan and Shaanxi to practice medicine and exercise, and at the same time collected medicinal materials from the north that were not available in the south. It's just that because of the continuous banditry, the people don't even have anything to eat, so where can they still afford to see a doctor. Therefore, the students are unemployed, and they can't go back, and they are still alive today. β