In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Ye took Xiao Liuzi and the two of them into the gate of the Gravel Castle.

At the gate of the heavily guarded fort, the sergeant who led the team recognized the size of this old hundred-hundred-household, plus Xiao Ye was dressed in a hundred-household outfit, with a helmet and armor and a shining waist card, so he naturally would not be embarrassed, shouted to open the crowded flow of people, and waved his hand to let Xiao Baihu enter the fort.

Dressed so neatly, Xiao Ye had an idea.

The news of Ximen Xiao's return to the gravel fort at night, Jiang Qianhu had already learned before sunset yesterday, and after circling in the study for a while, he summoned Xu Hai, and after whispering a few words, he took Jiang Qinggui and rushed to the banquet of Zhenfu.

If you want to say that Boss Mei said goodbye and made Jiang Jie feel uncomfortable, then Xu Hai and Luo Yufei, who secretly hired the fortress city, all died on the bank of the Xilong River, and he also checked the corpses, and the conclusions he got made him gasp.

The knife and arrow wounds on those corpses all indicate that Xiao Ye, the little cub of Ximen Gale, seems to have a lot of resistance under desperate resistance, and the news that the shopkeeper of the Han family has returned from the direction of the Xilong River also made him very angry.

He didn't believe that a group of old and weak military households, artisans who had never seen a battle, under the leadership of a hairy boy, could kill more than a dozen young and strong people who danced knives and guns, and killed them all on the spot; What's more, it was Xu Hai's cronies Jiawei who took the lead.

That is to say, the Han family's home guards have made a lot of efforts in it.

In addition, Han Baocai took a team of grain trucks and coincidentally set off in advance, which was enough to make Jiang Qianhu secretly wary. Is this a coincidence? Jiang Jie doesn't think so.

Xiao Ye inadvertently borrowed his strength to make Jiang Jie temporarily withdraw his faint murderous intent.

Next, a small group of Tartars rushed into the jurisdiction of Qianhusuo, and under the border army began to guard along the line, they actually broke the garrison of their own Baihu, and under the countless casualties of the military households, Jiang Jie had to divert his attention.

Early in the morning, the official hall of the thousand households.

Xie Jing'an, who is in charge of six fire piers five miles apart and one Tiantun, is sitting in the main hall of the official hall in frustration at the moment.

"Lord Qianhu, Qingfeng Houtun has suffered heavy losses, please give me a lot of mercy," Xie Jing'an, who had been bothering Qianhu for several days, couldn't help but start complaining again when he saw Qianhu again.

Houtun was broken, not only did the military households suffer a lot of casualties, but even a few of their own shops were also robbed.

If it weren't for Qianhu's instructions, he would have concentrated his energy in the direction of Shiguan, so that the sergeants in Houtun would be less than thirty percent, why would he be broken through Tuen Mun by a few Tartars, Xie Jingan felt that he was too wronged.

"Six piers and one tun, the other hundred households also have a heavy responsibility, why are you not good at defense, and you are still aggressive, hum," the very impatient thousand households, rubbing the corners of their sore eyebrows, reprimanded unhappily; Last night's dinner was late, and he was a little tired from the maid sent by the magistrate.

The rebuke of the thousand households made Xie Jingan speechless for a moment, and the other hundred households with their ears were also with different faces, and there was no shortage of smiling people who gloated.

"And you, and this autumn harvest is in sight, and the Tartars will not go forever, if any of them delay the autumn grain tax, I will not show mercy," Seeing this scene, Jiang Jie, who was sitting on the rosewood official chair above, couldn't help but be a little anxious, and shouted loudly, and the bluffing crowd quickly got up and stood with their hands respectfully crossed.

Standing beside Jiang Jie was Jiang Qinggui, who was dressed in a white-clothed paper fan, a handsome young man who had repeatedly failed in the township and county examinations, and he couldn't show his ambitions, so he also stopped taking the path of fame on the list and worked for his father at home.

"Father's anger," Jiang Qinggui smiled, shook the paper fan in his hand, and saw that his father had made a white face, so he had to sing red-faced, beat a stick and give a date, and he was still very confident in handling these rough men in the military.

"Actually, it's not that Xie Baihu is unguarded, it's really that the Tartars are too cunning, and they can sneak in from the mountains on the west side of Qingfeng Valley, and it's just a few strands, and it's just a disease of moss," glancing at the slow expressions of the hundred households, Jiang Qinggui's fan shook slowly.

"At the moment, Houtun's pension is still needed, but Xie Jing'an's responsibility for watching over the unfavorable of the hundred households is difficult to exonerate, Qinggui believes that the fine for half a year is enough," the words turned sharply, and Xie Baihu's duty of vigilance became unfavorable, and his father's peripheral manpower still had to be comforted.

Sure enough, the look of gratitude on Xie Jingan's face floated on his face.

Jiang Jie wouldn't really blame Xie Jing'an, there were steps to go down, his anger eased, and he was about to speak, when he heard the footsteps of the flower hall outside, and a sergeant guarding the gate of the guard post hurriedly ran up the hall.

"Report to the Lord of a Thousand Households, Shiguan Xiao Hundred Households, come to visit," the sergeant who stood with his hands bowed his head and reported loudly.

"Well, he came really early," Jiang Jie was slightly stunned, sat up straight, and pondered for a moment, "Pass,"

The Thousand Households Office is a large cross-courtyard with three entrances and three exits, the front is the lobby official hall of the Thousand Households Office, and the two entrances in the back yard are private houses; Waiting in the lottery room at the door for a while, Xiao Ye's two pieces of silver spilled, and several sergeants guarding the door were already laughing toothless, and the hot tea bench was very thoughtful.

After a while, the sergeant who went to report greeted Xiao Ye to go to the main hall of the official hall; Leaving Xiao Liuzi to guard the horses outside, he handed over his waist knife according to the rules, and walked along Huayong Road, Xiao Ye strode inside.

In just one hundred and ten steps, Xiao Ye's indifferent and green face had changed slightly a few times, he took a deep breath gently, let go of the struggle in his heart, and went up two blue brick steps to the door of the main hall of the official hall.

"Shiguan Baihu Ximen Xiao Ye, meet the Lord of Qianhu," he saluted with both hands, facing Jiang Qianhu who was high above, Xiao Ye did not kneel down on one knee according to the rules, but just lowered his head with his hands and said loudly. "The lower official is in armor, it is inconvenient to salute, look at the thousands of households Lord Haihan,"

Above, there was no sound for a long time, Xiao Ye could only look down at the shady stone brick floor in front of him, and after a long time, he heard a faint muffled hum in his ear, "No courtesy, raise your head,"

"Lord Xie Qianhu," Putting down his arm, Xiao Ye raised his head with some uneasiness, and saw those hundred households who were once familiar standing on both sides, as well as a table of eight immortals in front of him, and the one sitting on the left side was none other than Jiang Jie.

The white-clothed young man standing next to Jiang Jie, Xiao Ye recognized that Jiang Qinggui, who had not dealt with him in the private school in the past, was looking at him with a mocking expression.

Jiang Jie looked at the young man opposite coldly, and sighed softly in his heart, I hope that this little hundred, who is still immature, does not know his grievances with Ximen Gale.

"Xiao Baihu, are you guilty," without waiting for Jiang Jie to ask, Jiang Qinggui next to him jumped out, he was unhappy with Xiao Ye, he was already full of complaints in the private school, that clear as plum blossoms, you are a broken military household, how can He De be accompanied, read and read, why do you get more praise than me.

If it weren't for the fact that his father's in-laws set him were well-known in Suzhou, so he didn't dare to fight Yang Mei'er before marriage, as early as after Xiao Ye ran away from Shiguan, he would have sent a matchmaker; However, the idea of calming Lord Sun in private still made him very excited.

Yes, he is very excited, aren't you very arrogant, then let your fiancée become the seventh concubine of a rotten old man, and you will have the opportunity to be refreshed in the future. The atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty officialdom giving concubines to each other is very strong.

Jiang Qinggui's questioning, Xiao Ye was not surprised, Yang Tianshou had foreseen today's criticism, and also gave a detailed response.

"Jiang Gongzi, the lower officials are confused, I don't know what crime you are asking, please tell me," Xiao Ye calmly arched his hand, not waiting for Jiang Qinggui to speak, and turned his face to look at Jiang Jie, "Lord Bingqianhu, the reason why the lower officials came in armor is because there were Tartar men and horses near Shiguan, and they specially came to ask for the assistance of the guard,"

Sure enough, his words of avoiding the important and trivializing immediately made everyone in the main hall widen their eyes, and Xie Jing'an, who was not pleasing to him next to him, jumped out, "Hehe, Xiao Baihu, falsely report the military situation, but if you want to eat the crime, please be careful,"

Jiang Jie didn't move, and waved his hand to stop Jiang Qinggui and Xie Jing'an, "Xiao Baihu, you said that there are Tartars in Shiguan, but do you have a certificate?" ”

In the guard, whether Xiao Ye is alive or dead, that is, he has not yet decided how to deal with Jiang Qianhu of the Han family, he is naturally a generous city, and in his opinion, there is still a lot of time.

"Back to Qianhu, outside the guard, Xia Guan brought a Tartar war horse, as well as the heads of eight Tartars, and a batch of scimitar horn bows and arrows, please look at Qianhu to confirm," Xiao Ye, whose expression gradually became normal, replied solemnly; Unfounded words? He came with something.

"Boom," there was a sudden uproar in the main hall, and several hundred households looked at the young hundred households in amazement, each with a strange face, and even Jiang Jie, who was as immobile as a mountain, was stunned and stood up.

"What, the heads of the eight Tartars, is this true?" Jiang Qianhu, who was still annoyed by the destruction of Houtun just now, suddenly brightened up in front of him, and his gloomy eagle-nosed old face could no longer hide his excitement.

Even the border army avoided the Tartars, and the hundred households under his own command actually killed eight, so his own exploits have to be written big.

"Please also verify it," Xiao Ye lowered his eyes and said cautiously, leaning sideways to the side.

didn't care about making things difficult for Xiao Ye again, Jiang Jie got up, waved his hand and asked him to lead the way, and went out to check the head of the tartar in a shaken way, and those hundreds of households, also surrounded by thousands of households, and walked towards the outer flower hall; At the end of the crowd, Jiang Qinggui glanced at Xiao Ye's back hatefully and closed the paper fan with a snap.

The big basin was filled with water, and the head was thrown in, the one facing down was the Han people, and the one facing up was the Tartar, plus the identification of several hundred households, the ones who broke their teeth and rolled their eyes, after a toss, everyone looked at Xiao Ye's gaze, which was already different.

What's more, those scimitars, bows and arrows that are obviously Tartars, as well as the war horse, also confirm that Xiao Baihu did not lie, and the merit of killing Tartars is inevitable.

"Lord Qianhu," just when Jiang Jie looked at the head on the ground, a little hesitant, Xiao Ye bowed his hand, and his voice was infarcted with a bitter face, "I Shiguan Tun Hundred Households, when I first arrived in Shiguan, there was a lack of water and food, the mountains were barren, and I didn't have time to build a grass house to shelter, and I encountered the attack of more than a dozen Tartars, and all the military households and craftsmen fought up to protect their families and children, and suffered heavy casualties, my lord,"

"Oh, let's hear it," Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Jie's eyes, he didn't care about the dead and wounded soldiers, and the craftsmen ignored it even more, what he heard in his ears was the tartars of more than a dozen people.

That is, eight of the Tartars died, and some people ran away? It's good to run, according to the habit of the Tartars who will repay their eyes, then the future Shiguan, hehe, hehe.

For a while, Jiang Jie was like a kind Shangguan, listening to Xiao Ye's grievances with concern.

Jiang Jie's changes made Xiao Ye a little confused, and it also made several hundred households, especially Luo Yufei, hot-eyed; Only Hu Shibiao, who has been silent, and his son Jiang Qinggui, have an understanding.

Hearing that the military households and craftsmen under Xiao Ye were killed or injured fifty or sixty people in order to protect their families, Jiang Jie and the hundred households were all relieved, and even Xie Jing'an, who had not dealt with Xiao Ye just now, was secretly happy and opened his mouth to comfort a few words.

There was a Tartar in the direction of Shiguan, and Jiang Jie wanted to arrange Xiao Ye there, so the eighty taels of silver rewarded by the Tartar head were all handed over to Xiao Ye for the first time, and as for the other aid personnel and materials, they were blamed until I don't know when.

Fortunately, Xiao Ye's candidates for the secretary, general flag, and small banner were classified as military households, and a Yang Xiucai was added, and the waist card was issued the next day, and thousands of households were not embarrassed; The general flag, Xiao Ye temporarily added the names of Ximen Zuoshi and Kun Mushan.

Kun Mushan is Uncle Kun's full name. Simon's family is scarce.

At the scrivener's place, Xiao Ye was finally taken a look at, and the five hundred catties of well salt and three hundred catties of iron were full of weight, and the mandarin duck battle jacket was one hundred and twenty, and with the fifty taels of official silver stuffed in his hand, he picked up two hundred more sets of semi-new ones.

The remaining thirty taels of silver, twenty taels of high price to buy two ox carts in the guard, ten taels of silver, Xiao Ye put it in his arms, and no longer moved.

Xiao Ye took the ox cart, went out of the fort the next day, and went straight to the Xilong River, listening to the sergeant's report, in the back house of the thousand households, Jiang Jie was silent with a teacup.

"Father, why don't you take this opportunity to cut off this kid directly to prevent future troubles," Sitting on the carved wooden bench opposite, Jiang Qinggui shook the paper fan lightly and looked at his father suspiciously.

"You, you just can't see it thoroughly, your vision is still a little smaller," Jiang Jie was able to sit comfortably on the official position of a thousand households, how cunning his mind was, and slowly sipped the fragrant tea, enlightening his more and more arrogant son. After all, the hope of the Jiang family in the future lies in this child.

"You don't need to know the cause of Simon's death, but the person who killed him was Xu Hai, and the Tartar rangers were mixed in, you just understand, in the future, Xu Hai will have the handle in his hand, and he will not dare to turn his back on you, my father and son,"

"Xiao Ye was attacked, I shouldn't know what I wanted, that Boss Mei is a bane, looking for an opportunity to get rid of it,"

"Now Xiao Ye and the Han family have a close relationship, so they can't be reckless, but in the case of Shiguan Tartar, I can see that the Ximen family died in Shiguan, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds,"

After a long analysis, Jiang Qinggui also had a stomach to ignore the dying person, and after happily patting his father's sycophants, he happily went to the outer courtyard to play.

Fiddling with the celadon tea lid, Jiang Jie carefully recalled Xiao Ye's expression, although he was a little worried, he soon stopped wasting his brains; After all, the big thing in his hands is to report the good news to the Wei Command Yamen, as well as to visit his in-laws in the state, etc., which is very verbose.

On the bank of the Xilong River, Xiao Ye took Xiao Liuzi, led the ox cart, and hurriedly waded across the river; Behind him, the angry little six sons were still worried about the war horse being detained.

"Baihu, then Jiang Jie is too much of a thing, why should you detain the war horse for nothing, that is our capture, worth fifty taels, and there are no other rewards, eighty taels of silver, just send people away, report to the official / document of the state capital, and definitely not mention your name,"

After crossing the river, while checking the supplies on the ox cart, Xiao Liuzi complained in pieces.

"Forget it, Xiao Liuzi, if we can get out of the county alive, it's already a creation, and the other war horses of the Tartars haven't been asked, what do you still want to do, in the future, our silver will be more, and he has a thousand households, how long can he stop it," wiped the hot sweat on his head, Xiao Ye stood by the river, wiped his bare feet, wrapped socks, and put on wet combat boots.

Thinking about Jiang Jie's gloomy little eyes, Xiao Ye was uncomfortable for a while, if there was nothing important in the future, he really didn't want to see this enemy again, and he couldn't help but draw his sword against him, then everything would be over.

Soon, in the distance, there was a familiar shrill whistle.