Yesterday, Shen Jia had been worried about finding coal in Fushun, and I am afraid it would not be an easy task. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Shen Jia remembers that before the Japanese took control of Northeast China, the Chinese people didn't even know that Fushun also produced coal. Relying on prior means and technology to find a coal mine in a short period of time, Shen Jia believes that it will not be so easy.

However, after inquiring with nearby homeless people in the city, I found that the Fushun area has a long history of coal mining, and several of them are still very large. Shen Jia was a little bored, he thought that there was something wrong with his historical memory. In fact, during the period from the end of the Ming Dynasty to the end of the Qing Dynasty, the decline of Fushun's coal mining history was related to the Manchu rulers' prohibition of the people from digging ancestral tombs, after all, Fushun was an important birthplace of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Now that he has found a coal mining point, Shen Jia has to organize a team of 300 miners today to devote himself to coal mining.

Shen Jia had a lot of teams at hand, but he couldn't find a suitable manager, so he could only be promoted from the homeless team. Like Cuihua in logistics, Wang Erxiao who built the city, Wang Erhu who burned the kiln, as well as Chai Laoliu who cultivated outside the city and Du Xiaohei who is now in the coal mine, are all enthusiastic backbone elements who have been hurriedly promoted.

These people all come from the bottom, have a passion, and want to get a job and stop starving, so that they can live. However, they are also illiterate, and they cannot effectively record and evaluate the output and workload, which makes Shen Jia feel slightly inadequate.

After all, this is a society with a literacy rate of less than 20 percent, and it can even be used as a profession to write letters, couplets and family letters for others.

In two months, Zhu Youxiao, the most professional carpenter in the emperor, will get married, and Shen Jia, who is about the same age, can still only eat soil silently outside the gate. Shen Jia thought about it, suddenly felt a little lonely, looked at the two bodyguards behind him, sighed slightly, and continued to walk towards the location of the bathhouse.

According to their own requirements, the craftsmen in the barracks designed a simple bathhouse with a large number of wooden barrels, which could accommodate dozens of people at the same time. Hot water will continue to pour in from the side, Shen Jia is very satisfied with this, and asked to design two more seats according to this style.

Fushun is a guard station, and compared to Shenyang, it is a more pure military city. Although Houjin expanded the scale of construction and trading in the city in the hands of the Tartars, after the liberation, Fushun's function is still designated as Chengwei.

At present, there are no high-ranking civil officials in the city, and most of them are small officials who are responsible for money and food. Shen Jia feels good about this, there are no civil officials, there are not too many constraints, and Shen Jia still knows that the Ming Dynasty used literature to suppress martial arts.

What Shen Jia had to do now was to slowly extend the tentacles from the city to the outside of the city, so that the defenses could be connected. Today, Shen Jia came to look for He Shixian, just to get someone.

He Shixian really still looks like a bastard who has no one and wants to die.

"Shen Shinephew, most of my people are also recruits, I am recruiting people myself, if you want people, you can go to the city to recruit them, there is food, I heard that it is still being transported from Liaoyang, you can go to the disaster victims to pick some good seedlings as your own soldiers."

Shen Jia looked at He Shixian speechlessly, and said in his heart Since you promised to give food, it is reasonable. Shen Jia asked He Shixian for a warrant, so he went to the granary to pull 800 stone of grain.

Shen Jia smiled and said to Wei Liangyu, "Brother Wei, will you train soldiers?" ”

Wei Liangyu hurriedly bowed his head and bowed: "The villain only knows some sticks, knives and guns, and he can't train the soldiers on the battle array." ”

Shen Jia glanced at Wei Liangyu and said, "Then what will you do?" Sleeping, assassinating, ambushing? ”

Wei Liangyu looked embarrassed, although Jin Yiwei did this professionally, but after all, it was not good to say.

Shen Jia said with a smile: "Brother Wei, I don't mean anything else, I also want to organize a special team to spy on the movements of the Tartars, you see the Tartars moving around in our city, they are almost visiting my house, but we can only sit still." So I'm thinking of getting a special team to do some sabotage, assassination, and lurking behind enemy lines against the Tartars, what do you think? ”

Wei Liangyu's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, and said slowly: "Tartar and we don't understand the same language, and our living habits are different, it is difficult to break into the other party's interior, and this Jinyiwei has also discussed it internally. In addition, a few years ago, our army suffered a fiasco, and the Jinyi Guard outside the customs also suffered great damage, and it was also powerless for a while. ”

"You don't have to worry about this, hard work pays off, as long as we do our best, plus some luck, there will definitely be gains, now you help me recruit people first, and by the way, help me check the gates, and then bring Gan Liang, otherwise he always has a strained face, as if I owe him money."

In the afternoon, Gan Liang and Wei Liangyu began to pick and ask questions among a group of homeless people, while Shen Jia sat in the distance, basking in the sun and humming a song.

After a busy afternoon, Gan Liang and Wei Liangyu helped Shen Jia pick three hundred people, Shen Jia looked at the two bodyguards who were tired and died, and said: "We have worked hard this afternoon, rest early in the evening, I still have two packs of biscuits here, and I will give you a tooth sacrifice." ”

Gan Liang secretly scolded you bastard in the sun all afternoon, what's so hard, but for the sake of the biscuits, I still don't care about him for the time being.

The three said goodbye, and Shen Jia returned home first under the escort of the Ming army.

When I got home, it was rare for the maid Ruyi to burn a little pork rib soup today, and Shen Jia's stomach was also hungry, regardless of Wen Qing's jokes, she picked up a spoon and took a bowl and began to taste it.

Seeing Shen Jia's tired and hungry appearance, Ruyi may be accustomed to serving people, so he quietly walked over, stood behind Shen Jia and helped him gently beat his back, and the happy Shen Jia sang happily: "The feudal society is good, the feudal society is good, the people of the feudal society country have high consciousness, and they are well fed and clothed." ”

Wen Qing looked at Shen Jia with a smug look on her face, and snorted coldly: "Jixiang and Ruyi are the maids that Uncle He gave me, not yours, Ruyi, come to my side, be careful that the disciple takes advantage of you." ”

When he was a child, Shen Jia played a lot of tricks on the little girl in the orphanage, and he immediately grabbed Ruyi's tender hands with his backhand, stared at Wen Qing and said: "You are only allowed to be the queen, don't you allow me to be an uncle and enjoy it, Ruyi, you continue, we ignore her." ”

Ruyi's pretty face was flushed, and it was not impossible to go, Wen Qing pretended to be angry when she saw this: "You love to serve him, just follow him later, where did Jixiang go?" Come over here and give me a thrashing of my legs. ”

Ruyi blushed and said softly: "Sister Jixiang went to the front yard to deliver food to Xiao A and Xiao B."

Wen Qing didn't say anything more, she knew that Shen Jia had called several times to let the two brothers and sisters come to the backyard to eat together, but they were extremely strict in their rules and refused to give in at all. In desperation, Shen Jia and Wen Qing no longer forced them. has nothing to do on weekdays, the two siblings took the initiative to become bodyguards in the hospital, patrolling around from time to time, but only Qu Xiaoyi would occasionally come over to see the backyard.

In early April, it was pitch black under the stars, and most people were already asleep. Maybe it was because he was fifteen years old after crossing over, Shen Jia felt that his emotions would change inexplicably empty and melancholy from time to time, and sometimes he would even look up at the sky stupidly, not knowing what he was feeling.

Shen Jia guessed that it might be a side effect of the body turning back to fifteen years old. At the same time, Shen Jia also found the shadow of his own changes in Wen Qing. For example, Wen Qing's personality has become more and more restless and straightforward, and she will ridicule herself at every turn, which shows that Wen Qing may be more rebellious when she was a teenager than later.

Shen Jia's heart suddenly missed Wu Shihan strongly, maybe it was the love at first sight, maybe it was the haze of the restless period, in short, at this moment he had a desire to have someone by his side. Shen Jia knew that his body was in the flower season of fifteen or sixteen years old, and he tried his best to restrain himself from thinking about it. So Shen Jia closed his eyes, exhaled a breath to keep himself as calm as possible, and then he began to count the sheep, one sheep, two sheep, and when he counted to more than five thousand six hundred and thirty, Shen Jia finally fell into a deep sleep.

In the second half of the night, Shen Jia heard someone shouting in a daze: "There is a thief."

Shen Jia was awakened by the shouting, and was about to open his eyes, when he suddenly felt a cold wind hitting him. After a long period of training, Shen Jia didn't want to think about it, grabbed the quilt and threw it out, while he slipped off the corner of the bed by himself.

The moment it rolled down, through the dim light, Shen Jia found a burly black figure standing in front of the bed, carrying a bright big knife to pick the quilt open.

Shen Jia wanted to get up and stand up, but unexpectedly, the man moved faster, and another sharp knife wind slashed at him. Shen Jia didn't dare to resist it, so he didn't care about getting up, and hurriedly rolled to the side. At the same time, Shen Jia didn't forget to kick the other party's calf. Although he also knew that he was barefoot at this time, and kicking on the other party's leg was tantamount to scratching, he still didn't want to give up any chance to escape.

Shen Jia's astuteness dodged a catastrophe, the big knife broke through the air, and slammed into the brick and stone floor underground, sparks flew everywhere, and the crisp impact sound quickly startled the people patrolling outside the house, and there was a commotion everywhere, and the back house was suddenly in chaos.

The other party was obviously a muscular reckless man, and Shen Jia's hard kick only made the reckless man feel a little pain. The reckless man did not slow down, but saw Shen Jia on the ground clearly through the splashing firelight, so he drew his knife and slashed again.

Shen Jia saw that it was not good, and secretly scolded this reckless man for being so fast, and had no choice but to roll on the donkey again, rolling to the table in embarrassment, and before he could stop steadily, he had already been kicked heavily by the reckless man on his back. Shen Jia's stomach churned for a while, and he almost vomited, but fortunately, the other party was wearing flat shoes, and the force was large, and it didn't hurt his muscles and bones.

Even so, after stabilizing, Shen Jia's mouth was still salty, and blood stains from his teeth and lips flowed out of the corners of his mouth. Shen Jia didn't expect this reckless man's strength to be so great that he almost caused his internal organs to be displaced.

Shen Jia, who tasted the salty taste, woke up from sleep, and when he was dying, Shen Jia was in a hurry, and he lifted the stool next to him and threw it out without looking at it, hoping to resist for a while.

Shen Jia's lightning and flint thought of the way to crack quickly came to naught, only to hear the sound of crackling wood, this reckless man's big knife actually chopped the oncoming stool to pieces. Shen Jia secretly took a breath, and said in his heart that this reckless man was so powerful.

The heavy breathing of the reckless man could be heard clearly, and after taking a step forward, he found Shen Jia again, and with a loud roar, the big knife in the mangman's hand slashed violently again.

Shen Jia had already hidden most of his body under the table at this time, and suddenly heard that this reckless man's sword wind was fierce, the momentum was strong, and there seemed to be a faint sound of breaking the air, Shen Jia couldn't help but be horrified, and hurriedly pounced out from under the table and rolled to the side. Between the swords and flints, the table, which was more than two inches thick, was actually split in two under the power of this reckless man, and then fell down with a bang.

The sound of the table falling was too loud, and everyone outside the house finally located that there was something unusual in Shen Jia's room. Soon, everyone opened the door of the house, they held their torches high, and saw Shen Jia, who was in a state of embarrassment on the ground, rolling to the side, and the reckless man followed closely with a big knife.

Seeing such a dangerous scene, everyone shouted: "Stop! ”

This reckless man didn't care about everyone shouting, took a sharp breath, raised his knife and walked towards Shen Jia who was leaning against the wall again. At this time, Shen Jia leaned against a corner, there was nowhere to hide around, and the weapon he had in his hand was not in his hand, seeing that this reckless man was about to approach, Shen Jia endured the pain all over his body and clenched his fists and stood up quickly.

The reckless man took a step forward and roared, the big sword was raised high and was about to slash, but Shen Jia waved his injured arm towards the blade, and the iron fist of the other hand struck at the reckless man's eyes. Shen Jia knew that there was no way back at this time, and he would rather give up an arm than lose a life.

At this moment, a sharp arrow suddenly broke through the air, and instantly pierced the reckless man's right wrist, and the reckless man let out a loud sound, and the big knife fell to the ground.

Shen Jia's mind was highly concentrated at this time, and when he saw that this reckless man was hit by an arrow, he quickly hid near the gate after throwing a punch. Only then did everyone come to their senses and stepped forward to protect Shen Jia, while others attacked the reckless man with chains.

The reckless man grabbed the chain and shook it twice, the momentum was so impressive that the Ming army couldn't get close for a while.

Qu Xiaoyi snorted coldly, and the arrow from the string quickly shot into the thigh of the reckless man, and the reckless man's thigh was injured, and he immediately knelt on one knee on the ground, but the chain in his hand was still waving.

Qu Xiaoyi shouted angrily: "The thief is so powerful! After that, another arrow was shot out, hitting the man's left hand, and the mang's pain was so strong that he couldn't hold the chain, and everyone rushed up to capture it.

Shen Jia sat on the threshold and snorted and panted, he was not tired just now, coupled with a high degree of mental tension, at this time wearing thin clothes in the dark night, Shen Jia didn't feel cold.

The reckless man was escorted to the front yard by everyone, and the centurion would take good care of the reckless man, and Shen Jia had no interest in interrogating the prisoner.

This is the backyard, and it is not good for a group of big men to stay here, and a group of Ming soldiers took the opportunity to leave one after another.

Qu Xiaoyi did not leave, but lit a candle and took the long shirt in front of the bed and draped it on Shen Jia's body. At this time, just after the thrill, Shen Jia couldn't say a word nervously, so he had to smile at Qu Xiaoyi and nodded his thanks.

Looking at the messy house, Shen Jia suddenly screamed, jumped up and ran towards Wen Qing's house.