Zhao Guanghui saw that those lieutenants had conflicts because of this beauty pageant, and the two lieutenants fought each other, so he hurriedly persuaded them.

But things are difficult to do, Zhao Guanghui originally wanted to choose four girls, but now there are so many, it's really troublesome.

In the end, Zhao Guanghui discussed with these lieutenants, and only then did he discuss sending the most beautiful girl out of each village, so that no one could complain about anyone.

The home of the selected girl was regarded as a guest by the villagers and was taken care of everywhere.

Because no one thought that the girl would be the concubine for Song Wenjian in the future, even if she didn't become a concubine, as long as she was always by Song Wenjian's side, it would be different.

Xinding is different from women, except for Da Niu, Dai Wang and others who follow Song Wenjian closely, other Xinding can only be on the periphery.

That's the difference between men and women.

Zhao Guanghui thought that he had settled the matter like this, but he didn't expect Song Wenjian to see these women having such a big inflammation.

Song Wenjian listened to Zhao Guanghui tell what happened, and he didn't know whether he was angry or laughing.

It turned out that in addition to these four women, there were eleven women resting in the side room, and the next time they took care of Song Wenjian, it would be their turn.

"Zhao Guanghui, you guys are too nonsense." Song Wenjian scolded angrily. "You can send them back safely."

"Ah, send it back?" Zhao Guanghui screamed in surprise.

These girls have signed a deed of sale, and they will all be Song Wenjian's people in the future.

How about sending them back now?

A handsome girl on the right heard Song Wenjian say this, her eyes turned red, and tears fell.

"Xiaoli, what should we do? Adults don't want us. Another handsome girl next to her asked the beautiful girl.

The girl named Xiaoli gritted her teeth, leaned over, and rushed to the right.

With a "snap", Xiaoli jumped into the artificial pond.

The water in the artificial pond was deeper than a person's head, and Xiaoli jumped down, and the whole person fell into the water.

Song Wenjian also jumped down, reached out and fished out his soft body.

He knew that it was Xiaoli, and hurriedly pulled it up.

Zhao Guanghui didn't expect such a thing to happen, and he was so frightened that he jumped into the water to help pull Xiaoli up.

The nearby guards heard movement on the side of the kiosk and hurriedly ran over.

When they saw Song Wenjian falling into the water, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"There's an assassin, come on." The big cow opened his loud voice and screamed.

"Big Niu, what are you screaming? Where are the assassins? Song Wenjian had just gotten up from the pond, drenched all over.

Xiaoli, who was held by him, was even worse, her clothes were all attached to her body, revealing her slender curves.

"Ah, young master, if you weren't an assassin, why did you hide in the pond?" The big cow is strange.

Song Wenjian really wanted to kill the big cow with one palm, did anyone talk like this?

"It's okay here, you all step down, Zhao Guanghui stays." Song Wenjian shouted angrily.

After the big bull and they left, Xiaoli cried to Song Wenjian: "The adults don't want us, so let us die." ”

"Yes, we don't have the face to go back to the village." The other girls also cried: "If people knew that we were driven back to the village by adults, they would laugh at us." ”

Zhao Guanghui also lowered his head and whispered: "By the way, young master, the village knows that they want to follow you, and now you don't want them, they have no face to go back to the village." ”

"It's all good things you did." Song Wenjian glared at Zhao Guanghui angrily.

Zhao Guanghui was glared at by Song Wenjian, and was so frightened that he knelt down and said, "Young master, I just wanted to help you collect the two maid rings, but I didn't expect that the fifteen-mile lieutenant would have to find someone in their village." If I don't agree, they say that I look down on them, and they want to fight with me, how do you think I am good? ”

The other women also knelt down with Zhao Guanghui, crying so much that Song Wenjian didn't know what to do. "Zhao Guanghui, you take them down first." Song Wenjian said.

"Young master, will you send them back tomorrow?" Zhao Guanghui asked in a low voice.

As Zhao Guanghui said this, the girl over there cried even louder.

Song Wenjian glanced at Zhao Guanghui: "Who asked you to send them back?" ”

"Then I ......" Zhao Guanghui didn't dare to help Song Wenjian make the decision, lest he be scolded again for a while.

If Song Wenjian thinks that he is a useless person and gives up on him, then his good days will come to an end.

Everything he has now depends on Song Wenjian.

"What am I, you take care of them, if something happens, I will only ask you." Song Wenjian was so angry that he went outside and had dinner with the newcomers.

"We don't have to go back." The girls hugged happily and tightly.

In their hearts, being able to follow Song Wenjian is like a black chicken flying up the branches and becoming a phoenix.

After Song Wenjian finished eating, he didn't dare to stay in the township, so he went directly to the warehouse to visit the second and third batches of new ding.

Song Wenjian knew that if he wanted to make these newcomers loyal to him, he would have to communicate with them from time to time.

In this way, even if the commander has a problem, he will not be able to mobilize these new soldiers to oppose him.

As for the fifteen girls in the township, Song Wenjian secretly felt a headache.

He only thinks about Mo Xintong, how can he want other women?

If Mo Xintong knows about these girls, then what's the matter?

Early the next morning, Song Wenjian asked people to prepare to go back to the county seat.

Song Wenjian also called Zhao Guanghui over and asked him to take care of those girls, so that nothing would happen at that time, and the villagers had opinions.

Zhao Guanghui nodded hurriedly, saying that he would definitely take care of these girls.

Song Wenjian and the others went out to Wei Town, and there were dense people standing on the official road.

"Lord Song is out." Someone shouted.

"Benefactor." The old man in front of him slowly knelt down with the help of others.

Song Wenjian couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the old man kneeling.

When he was the head of Yangqing Township, he knew that this old man was the patriarch surnamed Chen.

The patriarch is among the villagers, and his power is greater than that of the chief, and the villagers generally listen to him.

This patriarch is in his eighties, and it is too long to kneel down to him at such an age.

Song Wenjian hurriedly went over and helped Patriarch Chen up: "Patriarch, what are you doing here?" ”

"Lord Song, you are the benefactor of our Yangqing Township, we are poor, there is nothing to repay you, I can only give you a Wanmin clothes." As soon as Patriarch Chen's words fell, a patriarch of another clan next to him took out a colorful patched shirt and walked over.

Song Wenjian didn't know if this Wanmin clothes were made of 10,000 pieces of cloth, but he felt that his heart was heavy.

How can he be able to obtain the clothes of the people?

When he was the head of the township, he let the people plant new rice, all of which had his own selfishness, and he regarded Yangqing Township as his own back garden.

Now that the people support him like this, he only feels a surge of enthusiasm in his heart: "I, Song Wenjian, swear to the sky here, there is a day when I Song Wenjian will have a good life for the people of Yangqing Township." ”

"My lord, you really love the people like a son." The people had never seen an official swear for them like this, and they were even more moved to their knees and wept with tears in their eyes.