Yang Wei put the wild deer on the ground, Yang Cheng took a big wrist, stabbed the deer in the neck with a knife and filled it with a bowl of deer blood, walked over and said: "Ruzhen, this, the brothers have been guarding for a day and a night to beat this wild deer to replenish your body, don't worry, it will get better." ”

Deer blood is a great tonic, but this Yang Lin is very excluded, claiming that he has no problem and refuses to drink it.

Everyone didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, shouting and catching the hands, pressing the feet, and the hands were in a hurry, and it took a long time to finally pour two bowls of deer blood.

Looking at the puffing Xiucai Gong, everyone smiled innocently, urging them to ask if it was much better?

Yang Lin was so angry that he blew his nose and stared at nothing, obviously climbing the mountain with a few colleagues on the weekend, who knew that he suddenly fell down the mountain road, and after waking up, he actually returned to the last years of the Ming Dynasty.

In my previous life, I read a lot of time-traveling novels, and I also knew something about the last years of the Ming Dynasty.

Some people may say that Nazi Germany was the darkest period in human history, but if you compare it with the four skuzens of the late Ming Dynasty, it is a drop in the bucket.

In just a few decades, the population of China's largest province has dropped from millions to 80,000, which is really not one in a hundred, compared to the Holocaust in India, the Nazi Holocaust is not far behind.

Now in the early stage of the darkest age of mankind, it is only a year before Zhang Xianzhong enters Sichuan, and he is a poor talent who cannot change the trajectory of this historical development at all, from now on, fate is bound to be bloody killing, and in the years to come, he will either kill the opponent, or he will be ruthlessly killed by the opponent.

Facing a fateful ending or maybe fighting to change his fate, like many time-traveling novels, but he is just a poor Xiucai, except for reading and hyphenation in the Xiucai has read a few military books, he has no other strength.

What's even worse is that I am in a remote mountain villa, and there are more than ten miles away from the nearest market, not to mention the county seat of seventy or eighty miles, what can such an environment change?

Looking up at the low houses, the main hall has three pillars and two hangings, two wings on the left and right, plus a stove room, although it is not the worst in the village, but it is too simple compared to the previous life.

In addition, Yang Lin felt that he was out of place with everything around him, and he was most worried about being seen by others and discovering his identity as a traverser.

looked at the sliding rod placed aside, which was like a modern Mercedes-Benz BMW in ancient times, his eyes lit up, and Yang Lin asked: "This is a sliding rod, who are you carrying the sliding rod to?" ”

Shopkeeper Liu replied with a smile: "Xiucaigong, this, this is here to pick you up?" ”

Hearing what happened to Jin Guo, Yang Lin was quite hesitant at first, and then thought about it, was it just an ordinary hostage rescue operation?

What I hope most now is to escape from the mountain village, to escape from the familiar external environment of the past deity, and who feels strange when I change to a strange environment?

In my previous life, I watched so many police and gangster movies, and when the time came, I would randomly point out one or two, although it may not be able to ensure the safety of the hostages, but there are absolutely endless clever schemes.

Everyone is afraid of beast-faced monsters, but how can the world be such monsters? If you think about it, it's probably like changing your face and putting on a mask, but you don't have to worry about it.

In the past few years, he has often gone to the mountains to hunt in addition to studying, and his archery and marksmanship are acceptable, Yang Lin doesn't believe that he can't deal with these local tyrants.

In addition, it is much better than staying in the mountains and forests and waiting to be slaughtered by Zhang Xianzhong and slaughtered by the Manchus, Yang Lin, who knows the approximate development trajectory of history, still decided to go out and try his luck.

Yang Wei, Yang Cheng and the others were quite anxious, they were brothers within five suits in terms of blood, and they were usually quite dependent on each other, but now they were of course quite unhappy when they saw the danger.

Anyway, it's farming now, and there is no other farm work at home, so everyone is with Yang Lin.

Looking at Yang Wei, a brother who is five years older than him, and Yang Cheng, a brother who is slightly emaciated, Yang Lin was a little hesitant, but he couldn't bear what everyone said about fighting brothers, so he decided to take care of each other.

Seeing the two of them carrying a sliding rod that was one foot high and one foot short and one foot was bumping, Yang Lin didn't want to sit on this kind of thing, in order to prove that his body was completely recovered, he kept bending his bow and shooting arrows along the way, or firing guns at birds and beasts in the distance.

Just as there were very few people living in the countryside to achieve urbanization in the previous life, there were very few Sichuan people in the last years of the Ming Dynasty (according to the statistics of the Sichuan Chronicles of the Ming Dynasty, the number of households in the 26th year of Hongwu was 215,719, and the number of mouths was 1,466,778.

In the fourth year of Hongzhi, the household was 253,803, and the mouth was 2,598,460.

In the sixth year of Wanli, the household was 262,694 and the mouth was 3,102,02,073.

Considering the failure of household administration in the Ming Dynasty, many people estimate that the population of Sichuan should be between 600 and 10 million, restoring to the population size of the Southern Song and Northern Song Dynasty), plus high-yield crops such as sweet potatoes and corn have not yet been promoted, the population is even less than in the previous life, and the place is even more desolate than in the previous life.

After walking for a few miles, I met four or five people's houses, and everyone loved to live in a large courtyard, and there were no single families (for fear of wolves, tigers and leopards, most people lived together).

The southwest region has fertile land, many valleys and rivers, shady roads, many birds and animals, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains is not far behind some places of interest.

Yang Lin seemed quite excited, swept away the bad luck at the beginning, the mountain road was rugged and difficult to walk, and he walked in front of everyone from time to time, so it took half an hour to rush to Luojiabao and be greeted by Master Luo.

I heard that Xiucai Gong arrived, the inside and the outer three floors were crowded with people, and after the guests and hosts sat down, Luo Jiatan talked about the whole thing with tears in his eyes and then arched his hand: "Yang Xiucai, is there a way to rescue the dog?" ”

Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Yang Lin felt quite wrong, how could he say a countermeasure in public?

After thinking about it, Yang Lin dipped his index finger in a little tea and thoughtfully wrote the word "acting" on the table, and after showing it to the other party, he said seriously: "As the saying goes, thieves also have a way, although Liang Bao and others are famous thieves, they also keep their promises."

If you want to save your son, I will prepare the silver according to what Xingjun said, and send it to you in person, so as to ensure that your son is safe and sound. ”

Luo Jiatan was quite surprised, shook his head and said: "The old man has three generations of single inheritance, as long as he can ensure the safety of the dog, he will definitely try his best to raise this bit of silver."

But the old man was worried that Tianxing would go back on his word, worried that the other party would not let go of the other party after receiving the money, and then it would be even worse, so what should I do? ”

Yang Lin smiled, glared at the other party and asked, "Dare to ask the old man, do you have any other way than to believe in Xingjun?" ”

Shaking his head, Luo Jiatan sighed heavily and said, "The old man has been thinking hard for a long time, and there is nothing he can do except pray for Xingjun to keep his promise." ”

Yang Lin laughed and said: "It's okay, the old gentleman can bring silver taels, if the local tyrant doesn't let go of Ling Gongzi at that time, you won't pay the money."

From Xiaosheng's point of view, this Tianxing is just for money, and as long as we insist on paying money with one hand and releasing people with the other, Xingjun will not embarrass everyone. ”

Luo Jiatan was overjoyed and arched his hand: "But the old man is worried that Xingjun will blame him, so he won't let the dog go when the time comes?" ”

Yang Lin smiled: "Sir, this is not what you are worried about.

We are not as good as Xingjun in terms of strategy, we are not as good as Xingjun in terms of experience, and we are even worse than Xingjun in terms of courage and ruthlessness.

Compared with Xingjun, your only advantage is that you have the silver taels that Xingjun wants in your hands, and only by ensuring the safety of the ransom silver can you ensure that Gongzi is safe and worry-free. ”

When everyone heard it, they sighed, and everyone pondered for a long time and there was no better plan, and the whole hall was particularly depressed.

Luo Jiatan had no choice but to follow the plan.