"Bagan, be careful on the road!" The money steward instructed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qian." They all came to Zhuolu Mountain from Sunit, Bagen and Qian Steward are also old acquaintances, learning the etiquette of the Han people, arching his hand at Qian Steward, flying on the horse, and letting out a sharp whistle in his mouth, "Chaolu, Chagan, go!" ”

The three of them were wearing the short robes that the Ming people often wear, the weather was hot, and they were not wearing armor, except for a bald head, they were no longer much different from ordinary Han teenagers.

The refugee brigade in front has been open for a while, the bustling crowd is not in sight, the Zhuolu trading company is recruiting refugees in the town, the rules are still the same as before, almost a thousand people have arranged for them to enter the mountain, this time it is Bagen who brings people into the mountain.

From time to time on both sides of the crowd, there are cavalry galloping back and forth, the horse rides slippery, and dares to play some tricks from time to time, it is the Mongolian people, the number is about fifty, in exchange for the applause makes them more and more energetic to show off, sitting on the horse is more and more disciplined teenagers, the new learning to ride a horse for a short time, it seems that there are still a little nervous, there are also about 50 people, the cavalry of this hundred people, enough to deal with the accidents on the road.

The sound of rumbling footsteps mixed with the sound of horses' hooves shook the sky, and then faded away.

"Let's go, go back." Steward Qian commanded, and took the lead in turning his head and walking towards the town, in order to settle the refugees in the past few days, he spent most of his time squatting here, and the trading company rarely returned, so he was really tired.

There are not many people who follow the money steward to go back, some are old and some are young, they are all carefully selected in Zhuolu Mountain, and the bandits have done these things before they come to commit crimes, and they are quite experienced, but they are also tired enough.

I didn't expect that the main thing had not yet been carried out, and I could be busy like this, and the money manager was also unexpected, it seems that there are fewer people in the trading company, so I have to find an opportunity to talk to the proprietor.

Not long after entering the town, the money manager who was thinking about things in his mind instinctively noticed something abnormal, "Something is wrong, when will there be so many more people in the town." ”

A young man who followed him next to him also answered, "Mr. Qian really has eyesight, why don't you say that I can't pay attention to it, why don't you rush to the market?" It's not a day. "He spent a lot of time in Zhuoluji, and he knew the customs and habits of the town well.

"Be careful, these people don't look like good people." Steward Qian reminded.

When the young man heard this, Fang looked carefully, and most of the strangers who poured into the town were young and middle-aged, all of them were in bad shape, hanging on their heads, their eyes were fierce, and their chests and abdomen were bulging, and in his experience, they should be murder weapons.

"Modo, let's go, let's go back to the trading company first." Steward Qian commanded in a low voice.

The closer to the trading company, the more such idlers, the heart of the money manager gradually sank, he can be sure that nine times out of ten these people are coming for the Zhuolu trading company, but Bagan and the others have just left, and there are not many guards in the trading company, and I don't know if they can stop it.

When I arrived at the door of the trading house, there were more idlers, and the house was almost impassable.

"Let it go." The young man was quite eye-catching, and opened the way in front of the others, shouting incessantly.

"Squeeze too much, can't you find death?" An idler scolded.

"We are from the trading company, and you are in the way." The young man was not timid, he said neither humbly nor arrogantly, fleeing all the way, and the big battle some time ago, he had seen a lot of evil men and dead, and he was not very afraid.

"Yo, Lord." Someone in the crowd said, and then the idlers dispersed and made way out of the way, but the light of playfulness in their eyes was stronger.

Officers and soldiers!

Steward Qian's eyes were fixed, a small group of soldiers in tattered clothes, carrying spears, were walking in line along the wall of the trading house, and a few people who looked like men were setting up tents, looking like they had plans to entrench for a long time, and there were some officials standing around.

"I've never heard of this trading company before, is there any oil and water fishing?"

"It's a shop set by the adults, they eat meat, let's drink some soup."

As the conversation of the idle man behind him reached the ears of Steward Qian, the fear that he had not felt for many years poured out from the bottom of his heart like a tide, drowning him, making him breathless, his face pale, and struggling to walk.

"Run, run!"

"No, the officers and soldiers have arrived, and they can't run away!"

In the heart of the money manager, these two thoughts are repeated over and over.

"Mr. Qian, Mr. Qian!" The young man next to him shook him and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you, you're not feeling well?" ”

"No... All right. Qian Steward woke up from the huge fright, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his sideburns, now it is not what it used to be, at the beginning their family was just a small business, the backer has fallen, in the face of the bullying of the government, there is no way, he can get away with it, it is a great luck, now Zhuolushan is a large number of people, there are clans and cavalry, these beggar-like officers and soldiers, are no longer in the eyes of the Qian Steward.

Even if the Zhuolu trading company has no background, and does not want to clash head-on with the official army, and bear the name of a thief, it is a great thing to abandon the foundation of this town, and the left and right are just a house, no acres, no gold, silver and jewelry, and there is no owner and his family here.

Don't blame the money manager for thinking so, as a newcomer, he still doesn't know many core secrets, and he doesn't know that the trading company has a relationship with the future governor of Xuanda, as well as the new governor of Benzhou, and only on the way back to Zhuolushan, I heard Zhiwen say that the backer's surname is Sun, but he has been away from the Central Plains for many years, where can he guess who this person is.

Many years ago, he suffered a big loss from the government, except for the money manager, who escaped alone, and the family was dead, and it was normal for him to be weak and timid when he saw this familiar scene at this moment.

If the money manager knows a little bit about the details, and he lets out the words at this moment, at least half of the idlers present will leave, and the rest will not dare to be ruthless.

"Let's go, let's go back first." The money steward greeted everyone, and these guys didn't have any panicked looks on their faces, I don't know if they didn't know anything about it, or because they were used to life and death, and they were bold.

Entering the hall, the people who stayed behind in the trading company did not panic, the account room brought by Zhou Chengyun was calculating, and the other guys were cleaning and sorting out food, all in an orderly manner.

Steward Qian was surprised, these people were really calm, and asked loudly, "There is nothing going on in the trading company?" ”

Everyone looked up, and one of the bookkeepers replied, "It's all right, Mr. Qian." ”

"What's the matter with so many ruffians at the door?"

"Is there such a thing? We really didn't pay attention. ”

"Who's in charge of guarding? Also, why aren't the gatekeepers there? Go, call someone to me. "The money manager is a little angry, there is not much money in the hospital, but there is a lot of food, even if there is no accident today, the defense cannot be so lax.