Song Zhen saw Feng Jing, was stunned for a moment, and then took out a handful of leaflets from his arms, stuffed them to him, and instructed, "Hurry up and send it, go back and drink." ”

Feng Jing really couldn't imagine that one day he would actually go to distribute flyers, he felt that the world was gray all of a sudden, what kind of place is this?

I was stunned for a long time, and when Song Zhen finished sending it, Feng Jing didn't send out a single one, Song Xianggong was so angry!

"It's useless to be a scholar!"

After the lesson, Song Zhen snatched the leaflet with his hand, and said: "If you don't want to send it, you can help me take two classes when you go back, the old man's voice is about to be ruined." ”

Feng Jingxin said that I am still blind!

If it weren't for the fact that his appearance hadn't changed, he really suspected that he had met a fake Song Zhen!

What are you kidding, with the identity of Lao Song, even if he is in the army, even if he starves to death, he shouldn't be so ashamed? Can anyone tell me, what the hell is going on?

Fortunately, Song Zhen didn't let Feng Jing mess up for too long, he sent leaflets, and hurriedly pulled Feng Jing back home, Song Gongzi carried a sword, two family members held knives and guns, and three people came back with a leg of mutton, and their weapons were still covered with blood.

Song Zhen frowned, "What's the matter, it's fighting again?" ”

"My son didn't do anything, it was blood spilled."

Song Zhen muttered, as if he was scolding something, and then waved his hand and asked them to quickly put on the cauldron and cook mutton soup to drink.

Feng Jing was dumbfounded, and he asked in a low voice, "Shibo, could it be that there are fights and brawls on the street, and there is bloodshed?" ”

Song Zhen said angrily: "What is this, a few days ago, there were heads hanging on the street every day!" ”

"Ahh

Feng Jing fell down all of a sudden.

"Shibo, what the hell is going on? Could it be that this northwest has become a hell on earth? ”

Song Zhen snorted, "Hell doesn't dare to say it, it's not a place for good people anyway!" ”

The Song family made dinner, and Song Zhen took out a bag of tea leaves and made a pot of tea. It was rare to see acquaintances, so he opened the conversation box and talked to Feng Jing about the situation these days...... In fact, when Wang Ningan first came to Lanzhou, the situation was fine, but the problem was that the news of gold came from the Western Regions, and Wang Ningan made a big splash and went to Luoyang to publicize it.

Even Wen Yanbo ran away, no one cared about it, and many neighboring people knew the news of the gold and ran to Lanzhou one after another, wanting to join the gold rush army......

"Think about it, who are the people who dare to go to the Western Regions to pan for gold?"

Feng Jing hesitated, "I heard that there are many wealthy merchants, families, and martial artists. ”

Song Zhen shook his fingers and said in an old-fashioned manner: "In a word, they are all wicked!" ”

Song Xianggong is a big bitter water, before Wang Ning'an arrived in Lanzhou, he brought a large group of officials who were assigned, Song Zhen is also one of them, and many veterans were placed on the spot, and then there were surrounding tribal leaders, who also gathered here.

In addition to the people of the Great Song Dynasty, there are also some merchants from the Western Regions, big food, strange and strange, all colors.

"Corrupt officials, corrupt officials, soldiers, chiefs, profiteers, Hu people, plus those who have recently come to pan for gold, bandits, hooligans, scoundrels, scoundrels, second-rate ......" Song Xianggong said, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Think about it, these guys are all together, can there still be good?" ”

Feng Jing grew his mouth, he was speechless, no matter what, he couldn't believe that this was the case in the northwest? A whole bunch of scum gathered together, even hell is inferior by three points!

Of course, Song Zhen's words are exaggerated, but it has to be said that with the gold rush and the influx of a large number of people, the original law and order system collapsed, and robbery, theft, brawls, and even killings emerged one after another.

Many people who came with property and wanted to make a fortune in the Western Regions were stolen and robbed by others before they could leave...... There's no place to cry!

There are also many bandits in the northwest, bandits, swordsmen, and heroes, they also came over, the northwest big man, the temper naturally can't be small, if you don't agree with each other, you will use knives, fight and kill, it's commonplace, if you don't die a few every day, it's as if it's in vain.

Obviously, Song Zhen was used to it, but Feng Jing was shocked and trembled when he heard it.

"Shi Bo...... It's so dangerous, you, why do you still go out on the streets to hand out leaflets? ”

Song Zhen poured a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "There's no way, you can't go if you don't go." ”

He pointed to a few big men around him, "See, I paid for it." ”

Feng Jing looked at it, and sure enough, there were five or six of them, they were strong, all of them were fierce, they all had weapons in their hands, they were full of vigilance, and they kept patrolling the courtyard of the Song family.

"Shibo, with your old status, why is there no one worthy of the guard?"

Song Zhen sneered again and again, "You are stupid, even if I ask for it, can those people send me someone?" ”

"Why, how dare they not send it?" Feng Jing was puzzled.

"They dare!" Song Zhen taught: "Boy, you have to be clear, this is the northwest, not the capital!" Wen Kuanfu's old shameless one, he is not a good thing, his subordinates are all corrupt officials and corrupt officials issued by the Great Song Dynasty, I asked them to send people, and they will also push back and delay time. Even if they are sent, they will send a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who only eat and do not work. When the time comes, will the old man protect them, or will they protect the old man? ”

Song Zhen lamented: "So, it's better for the old man to spend money directly and hire some good hands, they are much happier than the officials...... It's just that there is more money, and there is no way, the old man can only hold more classes, teach more, and earn more money, otherwise, this family will not talk about drinking the northwest wind, if you don't get it right, you will have to be in a different place! ”

Feng Jing was really dumbfounded, and his mouth couldn't close. The yamen doesn't work, and you have to hire a samurai to save your life, how messy is this?

"Shibo, the court can't be trusted, this, are these people okay?" Feng Jing's voice was very low, but more than a dozen steps away, a big man seemed to hear something, his eyes were like an eagle, and he shot quickly, Feng Jing only felt that his back was tight, and his heart trembled.

Song Zhen shook his head helplessly, "Of course they are reliable, the old man will tell you, these are the soldiers who fought Hengshan at the beginning." After leaving the barracks and having nowhere to go, they were organized and set up a security agency...... Behind them is Wang Ning'an's younger brother, many of whom are from the Wang family, which is amazing! I didn't say anything other than asking for money. Anyway, if they make a mistake, the old man will go to Wang Ningan and make him lose face! ”

At this time, a one-eyed veteran walked behind Song Zhen and smiled coldly, "Song Xianggong, a few brothers are the prince's people, so they won't embarrass him!" If something happens, I'll gouge out the remaining eye for you! ”

"Don't!"

Song Zhen jumped up, with a smile on his face, "The old man is also whining, no one is iron-beaten, you will appreciate the old man with all your heart." Go back and buy ten catties of wine and a leg of mutton, and let the brothers eat in hot pot. ”

The one-eyed veteran smiled, "Song Xianggong is interesting enough, the brothers will not let Xianggong down, please rest assured that Song Xianggong is." After speaking, he shouted loudly: "Song Xianggong appreciates wine and meat, if anyone only knows how to eat and delays the business, Lao Tzu screwed off his head and used it as a wine pot for Song Xianggong!" ”

Oh my God!

This is too fierce!

Feng Jing's frightened face turned pale, but Song Zhen was accustomed to it, "In a word, the king of Hades is so difficult to see the little ghost, in front of Wang Ning'an, Wen Yanbo, the old man dares to rely on the old and sell the old, they can't do anything to me!" But in the face of these people, the old man really didn't dare to play tricks, offended them, touched the bedroom at night, cut off his head, and didn't even know how he died! ”

Feng Jing is convinced, even if it is hell.

God, if you strike a thunderbolt and kill me, you won't let me suffer here!

Feng Jing asked Cangtian speechlessly, Song Zhen looked at his embarrassed appearance, and remembered himself at the beginning, dragging his family with his mouth, isn't it also very uncomfortable.

But what can be done?

If you want to survive, you have to learn to adapt, and Song Zhen is becoming more and more comfortable.

He knew in his heart that the chaos would not last long, as long as the Hexi Corridor was opened, these people would go to the Western Regions, and then Lanzhou would become the gateway to the Western Regions.

Moreover, gold mines have been discovered in the Altai Mountains, and countless gold and gemstones will be transported to Lanzhou at that time...... Wen Yanbo's old man enclosed land everywhere, and he couldn't wait to paste the word "Wen" everywhere.

Although the old man is not as good as him, he must also hurry up and save some capital and get a gold and silver store, no matter how much he says, it is not as good as the money in his pocket!

In fact, behind the many chaos, there is still a pattern.

That's strength and financial resources!

It is entirely possible to regard everything that happened as a rehearsal before going to the Western Regions.

If you can't survive here, then go home as soon as possible, so as not to lose your life...... It's cruel and ruthless, but after all, there is hope, and it can attract countless adventurous people.

In the chaos, with full vitality, this is the current Lanzhou!

……

"It's time to send troops!"

When Wang Ningan came back from the capital, he also went crazy, it was too messy, he really wanted to be ruthless, clean up all the dregs, push them outside, and cut off his heads one by one...... But reason also told Wang Ning'an that the more fierce the trouble, the more ruthless the means can survive in the Western Regions, and if they are cut down, the westward movement will completely fail!

There is no way, only to send them away as soon as possible, out of sight and out of mind!

Wen Yanbo was quite calm, "Erlang, how many soldiers can you use now?" ”

"Less than 30,000 people, plus Wang Shao's troops, can have 50,000, Liangzhou and Ganzhou Xixia people should be more than 70,000 or 80,000, if you pull up the ordinary people, there should be more than 100,000 people, or even 200,000 people......" Speaking of this, Wang Ningan also showed a wry smile, fighting, his chances of winning are not small, but it is still a little difficult to control it all.

He looked down and thought about it, and suddenly found Wen Yanbo with a sly smile on his face.

"Brother Kuanfu, do you have a bad idea again?"

Wen Yanbo sank his face, "The old man is planning for the country, strategizing and winning thousands of miles away." If you talk nonsense again, the old man will be angry! ”

Wang Ningan apologized without sincerity: "Count me wrong, you can say it quickly!" ”

"It's actually very simple, just raise the price of food!" Wen Yanbo said with a grin.