When returning to the Galen tribe, Xiao Ye's guards took a few sergeants and handed over two bundles of Coptis chinensis saplings to Wedge Hemu, and the purpose of this thing was also clear, and whether they were planted or not was not something that Xiao Ye cared about.

Being able to serve as a watchdog on the western flank, Xiao Ye didn't have that much patience, and he spent his brains discussing with Wedge Hemu how to be vigilant against the revenge of the bald Luo Bu, if this dog didn't play a big role, no one cared if he died.

Of course, at present, the role of the West Wedge is still there, but only Xiao Ye's hired laborers, he still admires the survivability of the Tartars on the steppe.

It is not easy for a child on the grassland to grow up to the age of seventeen or eighteen, and it is not easy to live one out of two, so it is better to say that it is already lucky to take one out of three; It's just that if the Tartars on the grassland are dead, then Xiao Ye will only be left to snicker.

If it's not my race, why don't you die, it's not easy to feed the Han people, Xiao Ye's vision is not so long-term. Even if they were Tartar soldiers who had taken refuge in themselves, Xiao Ye would encourage them to fight as hard as possible, and the rewards would be rich.

How many are left? Even the remaining Tartar soldiers have become enemies with the wild Tartars of the steppe.

When the team returned to the Galen tribe, it was already May, and at this time, in the far east of Shandong, the wheat had begun to be harvested, and the harvest season here would be more than half a month late, but the grain that should be purchased could not be relaxed, and it was time to place an order.

Fortunately, with the gold handed over by Wedge Hemu in his hand, minus the reward for the sergeant, the money to buy food this year is more than enough, thinking of this, Xiao Ye, who was riding on the horse, was very stable in his heart, and looked at the camp of the Galen tribe, his eyes softened a lot.

Because of this confrontation against the bald Luobu, the soldiers suffered very few casualties, and with the reward of the big leader, the Galen tribe began to slaughter cattle and sheep early, whether it was the camp on the grassland or the camp in the valley, the meat pieces were stewed in a big pot, and the smell of meat wafted far away.

On the night of return, except for a team of 100 on guard, the other sergeants and herdsmen sat around the campfire, eating meat and drinking, dancing and singing, and celebrating most of the night, until some of the sturdy soldiers, pulled by the sturdy girls, successively covered their heads and burrowed into the remote dome tent, and the frolicking scene gradually settled.

Xiao Ye, who went out for a walk, drank a big bowl of milk wine, and nibbled on two catties of beef, stood in the big tent of the Chinese army at this moment, looking at a medicine on the case, silent; Under the bright hand lamp, the knife knelt on the ground, stubbornly tilting his head.

The vial with the gray medicine foam was placed on the table, but this kind of potion, Xiao Ye had personally experienced, the kind of scorching heat that could smoke the dead, ordinary people could not survive it at all.

However, with the strength of the third-order sergeant of the knife, in this grassland full of dangers, his advantage is not great, and the strong men in some tribes have grown up from eating raw meat and drinking mare's milk, and the strength of the knife itself is about 400 catties, which cannot scare outsiders.

And that sharp firearm, if it is not supplied in the grassland, is not as good as a sharp scimitar.

"My lord, let me try, my subordinates will inevitably suffer if they stay with my lord," the knife that was already pleading for the third time, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

", the reputation of this leader has nothing to do with you," turning around, Xiao Ye looked at the knife on the ground indifferently, "You are the guard of this leader, you have to nod if you want to die,"

Knowing that Xiao Ye's knife was short of problems, he immediately stopped talking, and he couldn't get up with his head drooping.

After turning around in place several times, and finally sighing lightly, Xiao Ye took out another potion, the scarlet pill in the bottle, dazzling in the light; The two potions were placed on the table, Xiao Ye paused, and walked out of the big tent without leaving a word.

Whether it is dead or alive depends on the knife's own choice, and his subordinates' pursuit of power, he doesn't want to block it too much.

The footsteps behind him were far away, the knife raised his head, smiled inexplicably, moved to the table on his knees, and grabbed the vial of the red pill, "Recover from the injury, just rely on it, Baihu said to himself,"

"Take care, sir,"

Xiao Ye, who was guarding outside the tent, listened to the low roar in the big tent, his brows were twisted, he could survive the frying of the potion, relying on that strange chip, but the knife was still the first person who could really try to survive the test of this gray potion.

What the chance of failure is, Xiao Ye knows in his heart, but the steaming clean water in the big wooden barrel beside him still makes him quite unwilling, unwilling to lose a loyal guard.

"Damn, if you can endure the knife, Lao Tzu will let you bring the badge of the captain," Xiao Ye, who muttered in his mouth and was anxious, looked up at the waning moon in the corner of the canopy, his fists were full of sweat stains.

Worrying about the knife is one thing, and even more so Xiao Ye is in a cold sweat, because Qin Shi has just finished counting, and the ammunition on the sergeants' bodies, plus the storage in Yu Shan, is no longer enough to fight another battle, and he also led the team to the Moon Spring with pride, which is really a fluke.

If the bald Luobu cavalry is anxious and desperate, the final outcome is probably that they will have to be planted in it.

If you don't have sufficient reserves, you are killing yourself, Xiao Ye thinks about this and keeps it in mind.

At dawn, when the two guards put down the shroud they had prepared in their hands and carried the wooden barrel into the big tent, Xiao Ye had already laid down in another tent and fell asleep.

With bloodshot knives in his eyes, he energetically changed into a leather jacket and boots dressed as a herdsman, with a box cannon stuck in his waist, and after respectfully kowtowing three times outside Xiao Ye's tent, he rode away.

Left with him, there were more than a dozen capable guards, all of them were rescued from the grassland, or slaves who were traded back, and finally became Xiao Ye's sergeants, they were full of expectations of revenge, so that Xiao Ye had to take the opportunity to let go.

Cunning rabbit three holes, he has to start preparing.

Recruit subordinates, intercept and kill the tribes and caravans on the grassland, take the stolen cattle, sheep, gold and silver, and come back in exchange for firearms supplies, and the guards left Xiao Ye with knives, and said it as it was, "The firearms and ammunition you took away this time are owed on credit by the big boss, remember to pay back the account next time you come back,"

"If you can't beat them, run away, just sprinkle some vine grass to disgust them, and there is hope for people to live," the words of the guards in their ears were still lingering, and the knives urged the horses to gallop towards the Gobi Desert in the western grassland.

After repairing in the Galen tribe for two days, Xiao Ye waited for the pack team sent by Wedge Hemu, and then left with the personal guards and the night owl flag team.

On this trip, Yu Shan also left here.

After walking nearly two hundred miles to the east, it was already two days later, and in the telescope, I could see the prototype of Gujiabao, and the busy crowd on the construction site made Xiao Ye smile slightly, it seemed that Gu Yanwu was eager to repair the stone fort immediately, and this was the guarantee for the continuation of their Gujia Village.

In Madao Stone Fort, it's just a fence, and these medicine people understand it very well.

Wang Dali and his old craftsmen are very experienced in building a stone fort now, this stone fort that seems to be small now, it will definitely be able to live in it before the beginning of winter, and it will be expanded next year, which is very easy; As long as the supply of plaster is not secure, it is not a matter of how big the stone castle wants to expand.

With the contact between the scouts of the two sides, Wedge Hemu's pack team quickly went to the stone mill to unload the goods, Xiao Ye and Wang Hu, Wang Dali, and Gu Yanwu who came up, after looking around the construction site, went to the camp to rest and talk.

A mile away from Gujiabao, Coptis chinensis saplings have been planted, only after the medicinal fields around the stone fort are cultivated, will they consider expanding and cleaning up the rattan grass, at present, the rattan grass is a talisman of Gujiabao.

After having dinner casually, Xiao Ye went to the open space in the castle, looked at the five sun stoves, and went to see the mountains of fierce fire oil, and his heart was finally a little calmer.

As expected, within a hundred steps of this stone mill, he sensed the picture in his mind, and after casually flipping through the catalog of military and civilian supplies, Xiao Ye's eyes suddenly lit up.

The steppe tartars are hateful, but the minerals they brought, as well as a large amount of fierce fire oil, make the civilian catalog once again have one more item, the transport vehicle.

In the barracks tent, Xiao Ye, who was leaning on a cushion and drinking tea, closed his eyes slightly, and kept rubbing the coarse porcelain teacup with his big hands; The big leader was tired, and Wang Hu and the others retired with a very good look, what should they do.

This kind of transport vehicle, which is longer than the body of the assault vehicle, looks at the speed is still the same, not much faster than the war horse running, and even slower after loading the goods, but the load is up to 1,000 catties, and the black battery consumes more.

The cab that can sit two people, a hundred black batteries can be installed under the seat at a time, and the driving distance is still thirty miles, Xiao Ye, who is staring carefully at the vehicle demonstration, has a rather ugly face.

This kind of transport cart that can not be maintained, although there are six or seven armed sergeants in the back car, Xiao Ye can only look at the heat in his eyes now, and he can't afford to consume so many black cores.

However, now that there are more and more of his subordinates, and the food and materials to feed them, Xiao Ye is no longer willing to look at the account books, and the province makes his heart uncomfortable.

The transport vehicle that appeared this time was only taken out and sold, and after thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Ye still decided to sell it in exchange for enough new grain to store this summer.

Now that the knife was gone, Xiao Ye, who had something in his heart, couldn't sit still, and hurried back with the team the next day.

Qin Shi returned to the Eagle Claw Fort, Xiao Ye and his entourage flew over the hooves of the horses, carefully bypassed the edge of the vine grass, and rushed back to the Madao Stone Fort after dark.

To say that although Kang Hongyuan and they worked hard, the expansion of the cave was still quite troublesome, and Xiao Ye, who returned to Shibao, could only wait helplessly after attracting Sun Xiaoming to ask; The rear bucket of the transporter is wide, and the current tunnel cannot be passed through at all.

Back at home, Xiao Ye didn't feel anything abnormal, but the old people in the stone castle had worries on their faces.

So far this spring, not a drop of rain has fallen in the sky, needless to say, the wheat harvest in the gravel fort this year will definitely be less than 30%, or even more. The Xilong River, which is almost covered with vines and grasses, is no longer happy to draw water.

Even the water umbrella in the stone castle, the dripping water flow, has been reduced by nearly half, if Wang Gui hadn't taken out more inventory, the water for people and animals in the stone castle would have become a problem.

As long as it is not a weapon material, Xiao Ye generally supervises the account room for civilian products, and if there is Xin Weilin staring at it, it will generally be fine, and the water umbrella is basically scrapped after a year of use, Xiao Ye doesn't care anymore.

In the courtyard of the big leader's back house, Xiao Ye, who had taken a bath, was dressed in cloth, and sat at the stone table under the umbrella with his three wives and concubines, teasing the children in the hammock, and the two black wolf cubs at his feet were lying on the ground very comfortably, with his tongue sticking out of his elder, panting hot.

Drinking cold iced tea and holding a banana fan, Xiao Ye looked at Wei Feng who opened his eyes and smirked, he didn't have the consciousness of being a father at all, he just thought it was fun to have a child.

Of course, with the Gu family taking care of him, and the medical hall is nearby, Wei Feng, who eats and drinks well, has no accidents, Xiao Ye only has dry eyes, it is normal for children to die when they are young these years, I hope he can grow up.

Soon, Wang Ziliang and Xin Weilin came, these two shows had just sat down, and Yang Tianshou, who had been reluctant to show up for a long time, also rarely came to visit the door.

Xiao Ye, who was very surprised, hurriedly asked his father-in-law to sit down, beckoned the guards to change the new tea, and poured tea for his father-in-law with his own hands, and then sat respectfully on the side.

"Father-in-law, I don't know what happened when you came to my son-in-law?" Xiao Ye, who was confused, asked with a chuckle, in exchange for Yang Tianshou's indifference.

"It's okay, come and sit down, and take a look at Wei Feng by the way," Xiao Ye could only raise his eyebrows slightly in response to Yang Tianshou's answer, and turned his face to look at the two subordinates.

After reporting the affairs in the Madao Stone Fort to the big leader, Xin Weilin looked at Xiao Ye in embarrassment, and Wang Ziliang, who was shaking a paper fan on the side, also frowned, and rarely did not say anything to laugh.

"What's the matter, there is something to talk about, grinding and chirping, you two have a tacit understanding," Xiao Ye looked at the two of them, and his fingers tapped lightly on the stone table, "Isn't it that Gansu Town, there is bad news again?" ”

"Oh, no, the military movement there is as usual, but I can't see the difference, but," Seeing that Xin Lilin didn't mean to say anything, Wang Ziliang, who was in charge of foreign intelligence, had to open his mouth.

"It's just that there are more homeless people in Lao Yangkou this time, and they have arrived at the foot of Shiguantun Mountain in recent days, and the number of people has increased," Wang Ziliang's words made Xiao Ye stunned immediately, and his eyes swept to Xin Weilin and Yang Tianshou, and then he suddenly understood what they meant.

"That's right,"

During the Zhengde period, the annexation of land by the imperial village, landlords, and bureaucrats had reached a peak, and it was quite normal for the family to have thousands of hectares of land, and it was normal for a royal magnate to have more than 10,000 hectares of land.

Especially in Shandong, Gyeonggi, and even prefectures and counties with fertile fields, land enclosure has become a trend; There are a large number of handicraft workshops in the southern towns, and the situation is better, but in the north, southwest and northwest regions, the households have suffered from the seedlings.

The neighbor's house ran away, and the field was not exempt, so the neighbors had to bear it, and it was called compensation, and it was okay to have a better year, once the grain in the field failed to harvest dozens of catties, the big guy had to run away to ask for food.

At first, the government didn't think so, but then there were more homeless people, and the big landlords and nobles of the big families were unwilling. As a result, the decree punishing the fugitives was issued, and as long as the displaced people did not return to their hometowns by themselves, they would be put to death.

In addition, there are ringing horses everywhere, the government is not conducive to strangulation, and even hooking up into gangs, which also gives the displaced people a way out.

At the moment, the homeless people who have no choice but to use a rod in their hands and run around barefoot don't know where they will starve to death tomorrow, and if they are forced by the government officials, they will naturally bite back, and they will not be able to live anyway.

Jiangxi's Wang Haoba and Hualinshan refugees revolted, and the momentum became more prosperous, and this is not the case in Sichuan and Shandong.

Of course, most of them are still homeless people, just to beg for food, how far can they hide or how far can they hide, the wages of the craftsmen and hired workers in the two workshop areas south of Shiguantun have been reduced by forty percent, and they are still crowded with displaced people.

In the territory of the Ming Dynasty, in the north and south, in general, even if there is a natural disaster, the food is still enough to eat, but the food is hoarded in the upper class official eunuch family, even if it is soaked into chaff, it will never take out a grain in vain.

It's like Xiao Ye's Madao Stone Fort, trading with those merchants, and the grain has been circulating, no wonder Xiao Ye was surprised by the large number of homeless people.

"How many homeless people are there in Shiguantun?" Regarding the question of the big leader, Wang Ziliang opened his mouth unambiguously and said, "As of yesterday, there were more than a thousand, and it is estimated that hundreds can come today, and it will be difficult to say in the future,"

"More than a thousand, is this still more? Still counting? Xiao Ye's eyes widened. He could imagine that after being picked up by the two workshops and leaving some people from the old Yangkou Tunli Mill, there were probably few strong people at the foot of Shiguantun Mountain.