Penglai No. 3 Tunpu, just in the original place of An Xiangbao, the gate of Tunpu is crowded, what play is being sung on the stage, Wu Xiang is standing in the back row with two family members, the surrounding people are noisy, he can't hear what he is singing for a while, but look at the appearance of those actors is a Tartar, holding a knife is slashing a few people on the ground.

The audience was full of angry scolding voices, Wu Xiang observed the people around him, they all looked very seriously, and they all looked angry. "It turned out to be to sing and make the people hate those Tartars, a good idea, why didn't I think of it." Wu Xiang silently wrote down this in his heart.

He is wandering around Dengzhou these days, there is not much difference between the city and Guanning, of course, the prices are cheaper, except for a little tuntian in the western Liaoning corridor, almost nothing is produced, after the chaos in Yongping Luanzhou, the local materials are even more scarce.

The goods from the canal to Shanhaiguan are taxed all the way, and the original sea trade smuggling is relatively cheaper, but this year, Dengzhou and Wendeng sailors have a strict investigation, and all the passing ships have to be taxed, and those businessmen use this as an excuse to raise prices, and there are millions of Liao salaries in the Guanning area every year, although a part of the rebate is given to the Jingshi, but it is concentrated in Shanhaiguan and Ningyuan, resulting in extremely high local prices, in fact, Wu Xiang sometimes envies Chen Xin, at least from Wu Xiang's point of view, Chen Xin can hide in the safety of Dengzhou, It is only necessary to transport the army to Lushun to fight for the merits, even if Lushun is lost, Chen Xin is indispensable for a hair, which is much better than the de facto enclaves of Jinzhou and Ningyuan, and he was accidentally surrounded by Jiannu.

"You two have to remember what you're doing on that stage, and we'll ask the troupe to rehearse when you go back."

The two family members whispered. Wu Xiang walked around the periphery of the crowd alone, surrounded by a lot of picks and picks, selling all kinds of groceries, next to an apricot side was the harvested crops, and along the river there was a drainage cart and a dragon tail cart.

Wu Xiang came to a Dan Lang, picked up the goods on the pick and smelled it, there was a strong fishy smell, he asked Dan Lang in an accent near Qingzhou: "Little brother, where is this dried fish?"

The Danlang looked up at Wu Xiang's clothes and asked suspiciously, "This gentleman." You don't eat this kind of dried fish, you don't have to entertain the villain. ”

Wu Xiang hurriedly said: "I naturally want to buy it before I ask you, don't worry, I will buy a few catties when the servants come over."

The Danlang stood up with a smile, "This is the sea fish I went to catch myself, and I sold it after pickling." These tun households in Dengzhou Town have more or less silver, and they have to eat some in winter. ”

"Isn't it too wasteful for you to use it to marinate fish that salt so expensive?"

The Danlang said indifferently: "These Dengzhou Town Tunbao are sold cheaply. It's all private salt from Weihai, which is the same as picking it up. ”

Wu Xiang pointed to Tunpu with a smile. "Then you're also from Tunpu?"

"It would be nice if the villain was the villain, the villain is another Bao's household, and the tunpu is full of people." The peddler said with some annoyance, "The villain listened to the words of a relative of An Xiangbao at that time, thinking that Natunbao was harmful, but it turned out to be a step late, the land was divided, and some noisy neighbors went in, and now it is cheaper to buy salt than us." I still asked them to buy this salt. ”

Wu Xiang was a little strange, private salt was not unusual, including the salt farms also had to sell private salt, Guan Ning was directly pulled from Changlu and other salt farms, and all the salt shops were controlled by the generals, and then sold to the military and civilians at the regular price of salt, he was surprised that Chen Xin did not use this to make money. The cost of sea salt at the end of the Ming Dynasty was very low, and the quality was basically about the same as that of modern salt. There are a total of 19 salt divisions in Shandong, most of which are concentrated in the coastal areas west of Qingzhou near Beizhili. There is no one in Denglai, and there are three sides of the sea here, so it is definitely possible to engage in a few private salt drying fields, but it is too cheap to make a profit.

He was secretly proud in his heart, feeling that Chen Xin had lost a lot of money, and he didn't plan to learn this in Guanning, because the salt shops were all brothers of generals and officers in the army, and who had nothing to give up such a good way to make a fortune, he couldn't learn it if he wanted to.

The peddler said to himself: "Some have land, put the land into the tunpu, can use the water of the canal, now every mu to pay a bucket of grain, nothing else to pay, to build roads and barracks or something is to go first, report the dissatisfaction before recruiting our households, the family can still go to literacy, but unfortunately my family has no land, can only come to do some small business."

"Oh?" Wu Xiang hurriedly remembered this, "Then you are not a tunhu, and your son-in-law can't go to tunpu to read and write?"

"This is okay, there is no limit to Tunpu, whose children want to go to school, bring their own food, my family has two boys, the younger one is too small, people don't accept it, I sent the eldest son there, and now I can write more than 100 words." At the mention of his son, the peddler's face was filled with a happy smile.

At this time, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers under the stage, Wu Xiang turned his head to look, and saw a person wearing a unique short military uniform in Dengzhou Town on the stage, he dealt with two Tartars by himself, and quickly killed the Tartars, and then the soldier helped up an old man on the ground, and took out a cake for the old man to eat, and the audience burst into applause.

Wu Xiang stayed these days, and he also knew that Dengzhou Town liked to applaud, and every time he was in an uproar, he didn't know where he learned something. Wu Xiang naturally didn't believe that Dengzhou Town would distribute things to the people, so he couldn't help scolding, "Do your best to deceive." ”

He turned his head and the peddler was already standing in front of him, grabbed Wu Xiang by the collar and scolded: "You turtle grandson is hateful, if I talk to you for a few words, you will scold me for deceiving people, what am I deceiving you."

Wu Xiang hurriedly said: "I didn't scold my brother, I just said that the play was a lie."

The peddler didn't give up, "I heard what Tunhu said, what was staged on the stage is true, how many Tartars have been killed in Dengzhou Town, and let my boy be literate and count, why do you say that they lie to people without evidence, are you a Tartar, if you don't make it clear, I will call the neighbors to come and arrest you." ”

Wu Xiang was held by him, seeing that there were several other people around him watching, for fear of being treated as a tartar, according to the anger of the crowd in the field now, maybe he could be killed, he hurriedly begged for mercy in a low voice: "This brother, I am from Qingzhou Mansion, I really don't know the truth, I have offended a lot, I am buying fish below, let's weigh the fish first."

The vendor heard him say to buy fish. Only then did he remember that this was the customer, and looked at him with a tilt, "How many catties do you buy?"

"Ten pounds."

"You came from Qingzhou to buy ten catties of pickled fish, how can there be such a person, are you fine?"

Wu Xiang's forehead was sweating, he was used to running the rivers and lakes, and knew that this kind of country swelling was a local, and it was the most difficult to provoke, so he only brought two family members over, and he was definitely not their opponent. "This, I'm just bringing some to relatives and friends, not doing pickled fish business, so brother, how many catties do you count?"

The peddler looked left and right and whispered, "You bought both of them."

"Buy, buy."

"Then you bought the picks together."

Wu Xiang touched the silver with dignity, and the vendor finished accepting it with a dazzled smile, and Wu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to just give money and not take fish, lest he be said to be a fine work. He carried two picks of dried fish on his shoulders and walked back to the position of the two family members.

The family saw it and hurriedly continued, and one of them said: "How did the adults think of buying pickled fish, and explain to the villain, why bother to pick it yourself."

Wu Xiang coughed, "This dried fish is very good, I'm afraid that someone will buy it out later." Do you remember clearly?"

"I remember clearly, it was two Tartars who killed the people, and one Dengzhou soldier killed the Tartars."

Wu Xiang's eyes widened. "You don't see anything else?"

"My lord, the clothes of the Dengzhou soldiers are so good-looking, much better than our mandarin duck battle jackets, and they are spiritual and convenient, the villains want to get one, no wonder those people like it."

The other also said: "I just squeezed to the front, and the Tartar said that he wanted to rob Denglai's things." Kill the people who are all in Denglai again, and make those tunhu angry like thunder. ”

Wu Xiang thinks this is okay, anyway, now that the Guanning army is a warlord, he can still call the shots. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, most of the Ming army was actually like a flower army, not to mention a unified military uniform, and ragged clothes abounded.

"Well, the clothes should look good. Remember to let the Tartars say to kill people and steal things. Wu Xiang wrote down another ......

Wu Xiang went around Dengzhou for a few more days, and he also knew that Chen Xin might have sent someone to monitor him, so he was generous every time he went out, so as not to make Chen Xin suspicious, and he would never leave the scope of Penglai County, although he really wanted to go to Wendeng to see.

He listened to people's gossip everywhere, and roughly sketched the outline of Chen Xintunpu's system in his heart, which should be to rent land to farmers, and the rent is small, but the peasants have to train their combat skills, and it is said that the most is to walk around in line, and then Tunbao opens a school, combined with Wu Xiang's own experience in dealing with trading companies, he believes that he is using trading companies and gold mines to make money to arm soldiers. Wu Xiang thought about it for a long time, in fact, it was similar to the guard, but Chen Xin made more money, and he was a little stricter, and he didn't know how to make a strong army.

This stay waited until the Liaohai Sea froze, Wu Xiang felt that the time to repay the merit was almost over, and he wanted to rush back to Ningyuan to wait for the official to be reinstated, so he took a few family members back to his hometown by land, he was in a hurry when he sent the horse last time, and did not pay attention to the situation on the side of the road, and this time he paid attention to the observation on the road. There are not many tunbao in Huangxian and Ye County, but there are regular barracks, which are rows of brick houses, the camp gate is very majestic, the soldiers at the door and a posture of the Dengzhou school field, which is also his deepest impression of Dengzhou Town, that is, all soldiers are carved out of a mold, he has seen a change of guard, and it is a salute and a kick, he feels too verbose.

Starting from Guoye County, there are many roadside forts, Wu Xiang sometimes prefers to go around the path, but also to go around the Tunpu, every time you rush in the morning, you can see groups of teenage teenagers go to school, these schools are not big, basically only two or three, although most of the tunpu are thatched houses, but the schools are all brick houses, there is a large open space in front of the door, there is a flagpole on the north side of the clearing, there is a flying tiger flag hanging on it, generally passing by the Tunpu in the afternoon, you can see the students walking in line, and it is quite imposing.

He also went to try it on the way, and those tunhu were the same as the ones he was familiar with, and there were still Hun blunts, saying that things were not clear for a long time, but those teenagers were very enthusiastic and said that things were also organized.

On this day, when he arrived outside Pingdu Prefecture, Wu Xiangda heard that there was a large workshop near Daze Mountain, where there were rivers and trees, which were very suitable for iron making, and according to those tunhu, the people in the workshop were richer, and he took a detour to see that it was indeed a large piece of building, and it was stopped by several teenagers on the road a mile away, and he still held a seven-foot short spear in his hand.

The leading young man was only twelve or thirteen years old, and seeing that Wu Xiang had a good temperament, he came over to salute and asked politely: "Is this gentleman taking the wrong road, the road ahead is only to the workshop." If you don't have a badge, you won't be able to enter. ”

Wu Xiang saw that this little filial boy actually saluted the military salute, but he did not wear a military uniform, so he strangely changed the accent of Hejian Mansion and asked: "This little brother, I am from Hejian Mansion, I arrived in Dengzhou by boat, and I froze on the return trip, so I had to take the road back to my hometown, and I was not familiar with the road, so I may have taken the wrong road."

Naxiao hurriedly ran back. After muttering to a few filial piety for a while, he took a charcoal pen and paper, squatted on the ground and said while drawing: "There is a card of the guard team in front, sir, you can't get by, you have to go back until you see Pingdu Zhou City, see a three-way road, there are street signs, you go in the direction of Changyi." Then just go all the way west. ”

Naxiao traced a few lines to indicate the road, and then marked the four characters east, west, north and south on the four sides of the paper. These words belong to the two hundred basic characters of Dengzhou Academy, and all the students can do it, but he can't write the Yi character of Changyi, and only writes one Chang character.

Wu Xiang was secretly surprised, there were few people in his family who could write, let alone draw a simple map, "This little brother, you are very good at drawing, did you learn it in the school?"

Filial piety finished painting seriously. Raised it to Wu Xiang, then turned his left arm, pointed to the word "Scout" on it and said: "It's not taught by the school, the school only teaches literacy and arithmetic, this is what the Scouts of our workshop will teach, there are two flag captains who came back from injuries, and they take us to learn when they don't work." I can use it when I am camping on the side of the mountain. ”

"Is there this Scouting everywhere? What about the older kids?"

"Only our workshop has it, and those people from the Tunpu School have to work when they go home, and they don't have as much money as our workshop, and no one wants to go if they do it. Later, only the Scouting Club of the workshop remained. If you are over fifteen years old, you are under the control of the instructor, and I am still two years away. ”

"Oh, I see." Wu Xiang hurriedly remembered, put away the paper carefully, and prepared to go back and try it in the tunhu, he saw that the boy soldier was still in front of him, and quickly took out a piece of silver, which was enough for one or two.

The scout's eyes lit up, and a few people behind him also came over to swallow saliva, Wu Xiang thought that they were too little, and they didn't dare to offend these locals, so he quickly found another piece, but a few scouts still swallowed saliva on the spot and didn't reach out to catch it.

Wu Xiang was angry in his heart, and felt that he was going to be pitted again today, but the boy soldier looked up at him and said: "We scouts can't take benefits from helping people, it's written in the Scout code set by Lord Liu, I don't want it."

"You really don't want to?"

A few filial piety stared at the silver and shook their heads together, Wu Xiang couldn't wait for this, took the silver and turned around, walked a long way and turned around and saw a few scouts looking at him over there, looking reluctant.

"Hmph, I regret it." Wu Xiang finished proudly, and sighed in a low voice, a twelve-year-old filial piety, can draw rough maps and write, and is willing to take a big knife and spear, if he joins the army in a few years, it will definitely be a hundred times stronger than the pus caught in the ground, why doesn't he want to have this kind of subordinate, but the filial piety in the Liaoxi Tunhu can't even wear a single clothes, and practicing Scout is a fantasy.

Pingdu Prefecture is more like Dengzhou Town than Dengzhou, the people on the road are dressed plainly, but they are full of a kind of self-confidence, they are all hands when they meet on the road, now after winter, there is no tent in the field, there are many people practicing in each Tunbao, but the school field is not near the direction of the road, Wu Xiang every time he wants to come over, he has to meet some people to interrogate, he can only look at it from a distance, and only vaguely can see the kind of dense super long spear, which seems to be different from the mandarin duck array soldiers engaged in by Zu Dashou.

When he was about to arrive in Changyi, he witnessed a parade of Jiannu prisoners, there were about fifty Jiannu Zhenyi, and dozens of clothed prisoners, and heard that after the parade was over, he was going to be escorted to Beijing, and the people on the roadside all scolded bitterly, and Wu Xiang also went to join in the fun and still had a piece of mud.

He recorded all the way, after passing through Changyi, there was no Tunbao, and once it was restored to his familiar appearance, the desolate fields in winter, the dilapidated villages, the only difference was that there were many homeless people on the road, and they went to Denglai in groups.

Wu Xiang is also leading the troops, and he is still on the front line, no matter whether he goes to recover Liaodong or not, it is a good thing to be able to train the army to be stronger, just like Zu Dashou in Jinzhou, if it weren't for the fact that the veterans of Liaozhen under him are quite combat-powerful, Huang Taiji might have attacked the city directly, and he didn't bother to spend so much time besieging the city. In Wu Xiang's view, Chen Xin is also a warlord, and the Four Seas Trading Company is actually Chen Xin, making his own money and training his own troops, and it can be known from the trade and head change he engaged in privately that Chen Xin never took the court seriously, but he pretended to be a good person than Zu Dashou.

After arriving at Qingzhou Mansion, Wu Xiang stayed in the city, sorted out his recorded things at night, Dengzhou Town has given Wu Xiang too many surprises, and now he encounters any strange things, he feels not strange, but Wu Xiang looked at the things that were sorted out, and found that some things looked simple, but in fact it was very difficult to implement, such as repairing water trucks and canals, it was impossible to do without enough silver, and it depended on whether the generals were willing to spend it if they were rich, there was no shortage of people in Guanning, there were many displaced people in Guan, and there were ready-made manpower to use, What general was willing to spend so much money to repair the waterwheels and canals, as well as the military uniform, and even he himself doubted whether this beautiful dress was of any use.

Wu Xiang thought slowly one by one, when suddenly there was an urgent gong sound outside, and someone on the street shouted loudly, "It's water!" There are water tanks, hemp, and fire hooks, which are ready. Wu Xiang lived on the second floor, and immediately pushed open the window, only to see a fire raging in Qingzhou Dongcheng.

Looking at the fire, it was still far away, but Wu Xiang didn't dare to be careless, when Ningyuan's fire burned down more than 6,000 houses, hundreds of people were killed and injured, he kept watching from the window, and once it spread, he would escape.

Then many people on the street ran around in a panic, and in the noise, Wu Xiang faintly listened to them shouting, "...... It's the head office of the Dong family bookstore that is on fire, burning half the street......" (To be continued.) You are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info to vote for recommendation and monthly passes.

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