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Wu Xi originally meant to go to Qingzhou first, send a message to Song Jiang's subordinates, and then secretly recruit these people for their own use, let them camp in Qingjian County, and train a strong team for themselves to resist Western Xia. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now it seems that it is not possible, things have changed, and then the second plan must be implemented.

The family members of the township army to which the Divine Blessing Army belonged had arrived at the designated place, and it was an order from the marshal himself, and he wanted to give what he wanted, but he really didn't have it, so he wanted the court to apply for it, and if the court didn't give it, he would go to borrow it from the surrounding bandits.

The bandits will definitely not give it, why give it to you, it is not easy to build the mountains by yourself, you have to want, that strength speaks.

So the Yongxing army drove over, and the bandits retreated directly to the depths of the Qinling Mountains in fright, intending to be a savage in it for the rest of their lives, and never come out again.

The planter Dao found the food and got some of the utensils Wu Xi wanted, which made everyone happy.

When the family members of the township army heard that there was work to do, they paid back the money every month, and they lived in the northwest without worrying about food and clothing.

The men in the family have made meritorious contributions to the Divine Blessing Army, and they have no worries about food and clothing, so in order to let the men have a good military camp environment, as a family member, they should also contribute.

Isn't the old saying very good? There is half of you and half of mine in the military medal.

Wu Xi did this with a very purpose.

First of all, it is necessary to strengthen the combat readiness and logistical supply of the Shenyou Army, and the field in Qingjian County is their strongest backing.

Then it is to settle the families of the soldiers, so that they have a high morale, just know how to fight, and the matter after death has been resolved, there is no reason not to sell their lives.

In addition, if you find some people with a better martial arts foundation and station them in the camp, you can form a complete set of soldier production chains.

In less than three years, it will be guaranteed that the force value of the Great Song Dynasty will rise several steps.

It's a pity that this flattering Song Jiang has to bring the brothers to the whirlpool of the imperial court.

It was originally some small minions, but now they are gathered to rebel, and they still hope that the court's extrajudicial Zhao'an will rise to the top one by one?

It's just whimsical.

Ten years of hard work, Donghuamen roll call people are waiting at home to take office, you can get such a good future if you rebel, this example will be effective, then the Great Song Dynasty is really not far from death.

At that time, it is difficult to say whether there will be a partial Southern Song Dynasty.

Every morning is a great start.

When the red sun rose from behind the mountains, the people began their day's work, and Wu Xi marched towards Qingzhou with the caravan.

The butterfly has returned, although it is no longer a living hero, but it is not the master who lies in the carriage and complains.

Her abdomen didn't hurt much anymore, and she could still be seen frowning when the carriage was bumpy.

told her very bluntly that he wanted him to recuperate in Qizhou, and then return to Chang'an when his injury was healed.

She is a stubborn character and does not agree at all.

There were a lot of people in the team, and Qingyang didn't have such close care, so he hired two old mothers to serve for twelve hours throughout the whole process.

The prerequisites for the butterfly's body are very good, and because it is a martial arts physique, the wound heals quickly.

Of course, the medicine used in his own pharmacy is the most expensive and the best, and Wu Xi is definitely not stingy in this regard, otherwise he will leave a confession for the three of them.

The caravan walked very slowly, anyway, there was no hurry, Qizhou was not far from Qingzhou, the main purpose of going to Qingzhou this time was to drive Song Jiang's men and horses to Haizhou, at present, it seems that Zeng Xiaoyun's timely mobilization of troops is very good, and Wu Xi doesn't need to worry so much.

So this trip to Qingzhou is probably going to be empty.

In this way, it is okay, it is a tour, and the caravan wants to do business, so it has to go around in a big circle and go to Haizhou to do it.

Even if this business is not completed, there are as many bandits in the mountains as cattle hairs, and it is enough for them to go back to the mountains to kill them, but they will not follow the original script, and there will be some unhappiness in their hearts.

In other words, if the expected purpose is not achieved, it is a big question whether these businesses will cooperate with them in the future.

Wu Xi's ideals are lofty, but these ideals need huge amounts of money to support, relying on the imperial court? Forget it, the treasury has let the Daojun Emperor, who is all happy with his achievements, lose not many belongings, so the people's grievances are everywhere, causing the main reason for the rebel armies in various places to rise up one after another.

Peasants are the kindest group of people, as long as you have their stomachs full, then you are a good emperor, if there is still surplus grain at home when the autumn harvest comes next year, then good, you are a holy emperor.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, and they have basically reached the level of being well-off, who has nothing to do to rebel against you?

Eating and drinking, sleeping with his wife in his arms, and having a few more children is the primary task, as for how your emperor is in the palace, it has nothing to do with these ordinary people.

It is rare for a butterfly to be in a good mood, and Wu Xi decided to cook a mutton steamed bun himself, which is his specialty.

In later generations, mutton steamed buns were his favorite, so he was more comfortable sitting up.

The most important thing is that you can pretend to be forced, Qingyang also likes to eat, and that's enough.

Some people want to vomit when they see the broth, and they would rather eat the dry flour they carry with them and put it on the water, rather than go up and smell the broth in the pot.

This is that people have money, and life is still picky, unlike before, they can have a bite to eat, no matter what they are, as long as they fill their stomachs.

I told them that no one would eat meat in the future, but they didn't believe it.

Now I see the generals, grinning and receiving a thousand knives, which is annoying.

The monk is always active in eating, holding the iconic old bowl, squatting in front of the cauldron, the dry cake has been filled, waiting for the delicious soup to be poured on the bun, mixed with the seasoning, and began to feast.

"You are the most active in eating, can't you let the sick people eat first, I didn't see Qingyang look at your face green. ”

"The monk eats a wide intestine, naturally he has to eat first, if he eats fast, he can eat two bowls, you know, the monk has been hungry for the last one to two watches, and he always has to get up and go to the kitchen to steal something to fall asleep.

The more cold food he ate, the more uncomfortable the monk's stomach became, and he always felt that there was a turbid breath lingering in the abdominal cavity, so he secretly farted vigorously in a place where no one was there to excrete the full air.

The monk was originally ashamed to speak, but since you asked, then you had to tell the truth. ”

As he was talking, the monk's buttocks convulsed, and a turbid gas was discharged on the spot.

The monk blushed in shame, and Wu Xi was covering his nose and fanning the wind, trying to drive the gas away.

However, this gas dispersed too quickly, and in an instant, it entered Wu Xi's nasal cavity, and the smell was so fucking sour, that you could even smell the smell of fried sauerkraut yesterday afternoon.

Seeing the sincerity on his face, Wu Xi forgave him.

However, this fart Wu Xi had no way to forgive, so he picked up the cooking spoon and chased him all over the grass.

The monk begged for mercy while running, and repeatedly promised that he would definitely find a place where no one would fart in the future, and quietly do it.

caused everyone to laugh wildly, and the monk was not angry.

The monk is very good at this, he never gets angry when you joke with him, and he even gives you a joke to go to a meeting, this is the way to get along, and people are willing to get along with him.

The reason why Wu Xi and him can become good friends is not because he stands on the mountain and recites scriptures for him, but because of this kind of real character, which makes people get along with him very comfortably.

"Did you say you did it on purpose?"

"The monks don't speak, they definitely can't hold back, otherwise they would never do that filthy act in front of the meal.

You know, monks are the most devout about food, and it's too late to worship, how can they do it on purpose?"

There is some credibility in this statement, although he is formally a monk, but he is definitely not related to a monk in his bones.

The butterfly had already smiled and leaned back, the wounds seemed to be torn, and she hugged her stomach and frowned.

Qingyang was not in the mood to joke with the monk, so he hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

The farce finally ended, and the monk was finally the first to get the steamed bun and squatted under the roots of the tree to eat sweetly.

It is not recommended by everyone, and it is a natural condiment when it smells like a fart.

Wu Xi lost his appetite, he couldn't eat half of it, thinking about the monk's stinky fart, his throat and eyes were nauseous.

He asked the man to accompany him with some cold dishes, took down the small round table in the carriage, sat down in the shade of the tree, drank some wine, and ate the meal.

It was not intended to disgust the monk, the monk also knew Wu Xi's temper, and he came to drink after eating.

Wu Xi was afraid that he wouldn't come, in that case, the monk would be really angry.

The second dog is the leader of the scout team, leading people to search for news all over the mountains and fields, searching and advancing.

Wu Xi wanted to go all the situations within fifty miles of him, and every two hours, scouts would come back to report the latest progress.

Lei Leopard is the rear army, responsible for the broken queen, and Wu Xi is not together, he follows behind him from a distance, and appears as a strange soldier.

Merchants are like marching troops, don't nest together, it's easy to be served by others.

The bull's eye baby was going to go with Ergouzi, and he came back in less than two days, and his body was not suitable for that strength at all.

Then he went to the rear army of Lei Leopard to suppress the formation.

Qian Wancheng is very particular, and the things carried in the carriage are distributed to everyone as much as possible, and a good relationship is established.

Anything can happen on the battlefield, and dead people are commonplace, so treat them well when you are alive, even if you die, you have no regrets, right?

After drinking, the scouts returned, Song Jiang's army returned the same way, and then arrived in Qingzhou, where they are now stationed in Shipeng Mountain, where there are brothers watching, and news will come back at any time.

Wu Xi smiled, is this right? It is not in vain that he came to Qingzhou for nothing.

In the afternoon, Wu Xi ordered the whole army to advance with all its strength, and it was necessary to reach the city of Qingzhou at noon tomorrow.