Zhu Pingjin's acquisition of Hong Qihui is tantamount to establishing the direction of his future land reform, and in addition, he also hugs the grass and beats rabbits by the way, and builds the land reform work team together. According to Zhu Pingjin's earlier plan, if something happens in Yazhou, he will immediately leave to return to CD Mansion to care about his wife's current situation. However, the recruitment and expansion of the army, the disposal of seized property and many other miscellaneous matters, he had to delay for another two days.

The recruitment in Yazhou went smoothly on the whole. As the saying goes, "When the recruiting flag is erected, there will be people who eat food". On the first day of recruitment, because of the poor transmission of news, few people came to sign up. But when the news spread from all sides, there was an endless stream of people who signed up on the second day. Although the natural conditions in Yazhou are good, the life of ordinary people is still very hard. Zhu Pingjin led the troops to quell the civil unrest, and the people of Yazhou saw it for all to see, and they were grateful for virtue. Therefore, when the recruitment notices for the caravans were posted inside and outside the state city, many people who were living in distress signed up to join the army. In view of Zhu Pingjian's instructions that no one who had ever been a rioter should not be allowed, Shu Guoping, who was in charge of military conscription, made a special rule that those who signed up must have a letter of guarantee issued by a local governor, village elder, or student. Many of those who came to sign up were blocked back by the recruitment points, that is, they did not have a guarantee.

The conscription point for the caravan was set up outside the four gates of Yazhou. There is also a recruiting point at the head of the wooden bridge of the Lijiang River outside the east gate, where three tables of eight immortals are lined up, and a bamboo pole is erected behind the table, and a white cloth hangs down the pole head. The upper end of the white cloth is stretched with short bamboo sticks, and the lower ends are nailed to the ground with fine hemp rope, so that even if the wind is strong, the white cloth will not be knotted. In the middle of the white cloth are written two large vermilion characters: conscription. On the railings on both sides of the wooden bridge, many engravings printed on colored paper are hung with horizontal ropes. A man who looks like a soldier is depicted smiling. He carried a grain bag in one hand and a spear in the other. The young and beautiful daughter-in-law next to him was holding a little boy and was flirting with the man. The innocent child has a windmill in his hand, a lollipop in his mouth, and his expression is also happy. Two lines of words are printed on the bottom of the painting: "As soon as the caravan is enrolled, the whole family eats food."

This conscription point is under the jurisdiction of Tan Sigui. With the achievements of Feixian Pass, Tsing Yi Jiang and Yazhou City, Lao Tan has been promoted from team leader to platoon leader of the first platoon of the fifth company in a few days, and has officially entered the ranks of officers. He held a cigarette roll the thickness of his thumb in his hand, looked at the long line of applicants, and was very happy. In less than an hour after the opening today, more than a dozen have already been received, and there are at least 70 people still queuing up behind. Even if only half of them are qualified, plus a few recruited yesterday, the task of conscripting 80 people will be completed by tomorrow at the latest. Old Tan took a deep breath of his cigarette. Hey, cigarettes smell so good! This cigarette was found by Chen Youfu with them in the Fan family's mansion. When Mr. Shu took over the supplies, he thought that they hadn't slept all night, so he rewarded each of them with two pick-me-ups. I heard that this thing is a trendy product, and the court still does not allow the people to smoke it.

Suddenly, a small head in the team that poked out his brain caught Old Tan's attention. He walked over, but there were too many people in the crowd to make him return in vain. So he took a small stool and sat down at the registration table, and came to wait for the rabbit.

Finally, the little head reappeared. He hid behind a strong man, and his figure was almost completely obscured by the strong man.

"You! Come out! Old Tan spat out a smoke ring and called him out with his hand on the little head.

"What's your name?"

"Villain Tan Fang."

"Oh, we're still home. Where are the people? ”

"Outside the city of Zhangjiashan."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Is there a guarantor?"

"Yes! Our lieutenant was killed by the rebels, and the little one found the famous Tan Xiucai to write a letter of guarantee. The voice of the little head was soft, but the speech was very clear. As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to Old Tan. Lao Tan took it and looked at it a few times. Although he can only know a few dozen words, all he can write is the names of himself and a few comrades-in-arms. But the handwriting on the paper is neat, the writing is beautiful, and it makes people feel comfortable when they look at it.

Old Tan glanced at the thin arms and legs of the little head, as well as the slightly swollen chest, and asked, "Do you know the rules of our caravan recruitment?" ”

"Yes. Be at least fourteen and not more than twenty-five. The family background is innocent, there is no disease and no disaster, and there is a guarantor. Those who are physically strong are preferred, those who are literate and hyphenation are preferred, and those who have a skill are preferred. ”

Old Tan glanced at the gray face of the little head, and said with a smile: "That's a quick answer." Do you know that to be a soldier is to sell yourself into slavery in the palace? ”

A hint of determination and pain intertwined with an expression surfaced from the small face, "I know, I can sell myself for ten taels of silver." ”

Old Tan Se smiled and said, "Who else is there at home?" ”

"A younger brother."

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen."

Lao Tan greedily took the last puff of the cigarette, and then threw the cigarette butt into the Lijiang River, watching it be swept away by the river, and then asked: "The Shu King's Mansion is the king of Shu." Do you know what the sin of deception is? ”

A trace of panic flashed on the little head's face, but he quickly straightened the hair on his forehead with his ring finger, and used this action to hide his expression, "Little one doesn't know, the notice didn't say it." ”

Old Tan laughed loudly, causing the surrounding crowd to look over here. Lao Tan put away his smile, sank his face and said, "I can understand the notice!" I'm afraid I can write! You wrote this book yourself, right? Honestly, how old are you, do you have fifteen? ”

The little head saw through it, so he had to say: "Master Bing, the little one is really fifteen this year." Lift up your noble hand......"

Old Tan was not moved by his plea, "Fifteen years old? Not like! He stood up and circled his little head in a half circle. When he turned behind him, Leng Buding pulled the handkerchief wrapped around his little head, and a handful of long black hair suddenly fell out.

Old Tan smiled, "Fifteen years old? It's time to get married! ”

It may be the nature of Chinese to like to watch the excitement. The surrounding crowd watched from the beginning, until the ending was announced, and then laughed and talked about standing in line again.

The little head was grabbed by Lao Tan, and his face was so red with shame that tears rolled down, and he wanted to turn around and run away immediately. But thinking about the empty rice jar at home, he turned around and came back, knelt down in front of Lao Tan with a puff and said, "Master Bing, you can do it!" I'll make you cows and horses in the future, warm the bed and fold the quilt, and do whatever you tell me to do......"

Unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly came to this hand, and Lao Tan was a little at a loss. He wanted to pull the girl, but he felt that men and women could not kiss him, so he had to wave his hands in the air and said, "Girl, I can't help it!" I can't help it! I'm also from a poor background, it's not that I embarrass you, this rule is set by the prince, and I can't do it! Think about it, our team is going to fight, you are a girl, how can you ......"

"Girls can also go into battle to kill enemies! Didn't Mulan go into battle to kill the enemy in the play? The little girl suddenly raised her head and spoke, her eyes shining.

Lao Tan felt that in front of this little girl, his mouth was not as good as his head. He was about to say something to persuade the little girl when a man in a caravan's gray padded jacket tapped him on the shoulder behind him. Lao Tan turned his head to look, and his mouth suddenly turned into a circle, "...... world." Looking at Shizi's outfit, he immediately swallowed the words that followed.

Zhu Pingjin had a good night's sleep in the past two nights, and finally made up for the sleepiness. His body is still in the development stage, and he grows the fastest when he sleeps, and he can grow taller when he sleeps more. Jue woke up, so he took Cao Sanbao out to wander around, and happened to run into a current Mulan.

Lao Tan took the initiative to flash to Zhu Pingjian's side and gave up the position of questioning. Zhu Pingjin bluffed the girl and said, "The caravan is going to fight the dead, how can a little woman do it?" What nonsense! ”

The girl looked up at Zhu Pingjian, and felt that this boy was not much older than herself, why did she use this tone to talk to herself, why could he wear this official robe, but not himself? So she immediately retorted: "What's wrong with the little girl? A little girl can also support her family! Little girls can achieve great things! ”

Zhu Pingjin was surprised that illiteracy was widespread in this era. There are very few people who can have such insight, and even fewer women who can have such insight. He was about to speak, but Lao Tan behind him whispered: "His father is a showman!" It's Tan Xiucai from Zhangjiashan on the other side of the river! ”

How could a family of talents end up in such a field? Zhu Pingjin asked, "Your father is Tan Xiucai from Zhangjiashan?" Did your father teach you those words? ”

The girl was taken aback and said, "How do you know?" ”

Zhu Pingjin took the book from Lao Tan's hand and shook it, and said with a smile: "If you can write such a beautiful hand, you must have a family history!" What happened to your dad? Is there something wrong with the family? ”

When the girl heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red: "The year before last, my mother was sick and left, and my father had tuberculosis again. Now my dad is lying in bed and coughing, and he is almost dying. There's a younger brother at home, and I really can't do it, so I came out ......."

Tuberculosis is tuberculosis, which is a terminal disease in this era, and tuberculosis is contagious, so it is impossible for Zhu Pingjin to recruit the little girl into the army at this time. Thinking of this, even if he has been on the battlefield and seen life and death, Zhu Pingjin still feels sad in his heart. What to do? Zhu Pingjin thought about it, and spread his palm to Cao Sanbao. Cao Sanbao immediately understood, took out a small piece of silver from his arms and put it on Zhu Pingjin's palm.

ZHU PINGJIN STUFFED THE SILVER INTO THE LITTLE GIRL'S HAND AND SAID: "YOU SOLD YOURSELF TO SAVE YOUR FATHER, AND YOU HAVE THE STYLE OF THE FORMER HAN TIYIN (TIYIN) WHO WROTE TO SAVE HIS FATHER." Since ancient times, loyal ministers have come out of the door of filial piety. This is my reward for you, and you take it for your father's healing. ”

The weight of the girl's silver was definitely more than ten taels, so she kowtowed to Zhu Pingjin and said, "My father taught me since I was a child, not to be in vain." My father also taught me that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring! Please leave your name, Tan Fang will come to Engong's house to make cattle and horses, warm the bed and fold the quilt, you can do whatever you want......"

Zhu Pingjin hurriedly waved his hand and said, "There's no need to warm the bed!" You can come to the caravan as a nurse, and I'll find a military doctor to teach you. After speaking, he quickly turned around and left with Cao Sanbao.

The girl looked at Engong's back as he flew away, and asked Lao Tan in a daze: "Engong said that I can be that nurse, is he serious?" ”

Lao Tan nodded and said, "Girl, you have met a nobleman!" This is our son! If what he says doesn't count, who does? ”