"King Huixing, the little one is willing to renew the contract!"

When Yang Xin asked about the expiration of the contract, Guan Changfeng chose to renew the contract without hesitation, and both parties breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Very good, your performance during this period of time is also very satisfactory to this king, we will renew the contract for two months, and the next time there is a chance, this king will contact General Sun to explain the matter, you go down first!"

Yang Xin waved his hand.

Even the cavalry under Liu Zongmin, who kills people without blinking an eye, is still respectful in front of Yang Xin, and is only because Yang Xin is his owner and pays for it.

When Guan Changfeng returned to the army, several of his henchmen surrounded him and asked, "Big brother, how is it?" ”

Guan Changfeng nodded and said, "King Xing has renewed the contract, two months!" ”

Everyone also breathed a long sigh of relief.

One of them said: "Big brother, there is no way to go on like this, although the treatment of this Daxing is good, it is always temporary, what will happen after two months?" ”

Another person said: "No matter how much he is, since we started the army in Shaanxi, which day is not the day of licking blood with a knife, now there is meat to eat here every day in Daxing, and the salary is endless, and a happy day is a day!" ”

Another person said: "You can't say that, King Xing didn't say it, meritorious service on the battlefield can become their people, in addition to silver, there are dividends, the earliest people to join can be divided into more than two thousand taels in two months, we are also Daxing's employees, and we also have the opportunity to join!" ”

Guan Changfeng nodded and said: "Second Brother Guan is right, as long as we can become a citizen of Daxing, even if we die on the battlefield in the future, the national treatment can be passed on to future generations, everyone must work hard in the future, strive for meritorious service on the battlefield, become their people, marry a daughter-in-law in Dengzhou, give birth to a son, and live a normal life in the future, and don't have to worry about family life." ”

Everyone nodded in unison, even the most heinous murderer has personal dreams and pursuits, who wants to live a life of exile forever?

……

Yang Xin was thinking about how to develop and grow all the way, but there was no way, he started too low, he started with a ragged shirt, and he didn't even have shoes, and after many days of thinking, he finally came up with a poisonous plan.

Now it is an agricultural society, land is the basis of any imperial rule, a good land policy, is a quick way to turn over, the usual traverser will choose to use the most classic method, that is, to copy some of the practices of later generations, fight local tyrants, divide the land.

This is of course the most reliable method, but for Yang Xin, it is a bit unworkable, obviously, the opponent he faces is stronger, as far as Li Zicheng before and Chongzhen after fleeing south, they have shown strength far beyond history.

Li Zicheng was able to evacuate the main force after occupying the capital for six days, obviously avoiding the strategic failure of the decisive battle with the Manchus in history and then being unable to turn over, while Chongzhen was even more mysterious, not only did not hang the coal mountain, but miraculously escaped to Huai'an and used iron-fisted means to collect Huai'an's army.

The situation of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is still unknown, but Yang Xin has a hunch that these people will not give him time to develop obscenely, and he needs to help him grow and fight his way out.

Although this poisonous plan is a bit cruel, Yang Xin can't care about it so much, and for the sake of the princess, he is starting to become a little unscrupulous.

Yang Xin waved his hand and said to the sunspot on the side: "Notice, from now on, the army will march day and night, hide its whereabouts, and anyone it encounters along the road will be arrested and accompanied by it, and no fire will be allowed to cook and implement the secret marching regulations!" ”

Heizi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what King Xing wanted to do, but he never asked the reason, and hurriedly took the order.

……

Dengzhou, Weihaiwei, the commander made Yang Yubu sit on an inverted chair as usual, closed his eyes and recuperate, and a young maid behind him was pressing his shoulder, comfortable don't want it.

In the past few months, although the army of Dashun Liu Fangliang occupied Denglai, they did not have time to establish the political power in Zhixian County, and no one cared about Weihaiwei, a remote place near the sea.

Yang Yubu just changed the banner according to the requirements of the prefect, handed over a batch of money and food supplies to the Dashun army, and everything was as usual, living a life far away from the emperor, and even handed in less than the original, and there was no heavy conscription, military service, etc., and there was no need to go out to fight.

These days, after the main force of the Dashun army withdrew, the days were more pleasant, as long as the prefect was dealt with as usual, and the prefect's various apportionments were also much less, and the cancellation of the Liao Xiang apportionment before was nearly half of the taxes.

The only thing that bothered him was that the recent uprisings of the rebellious people had become very common, and he needed to guard against the thieves who were worried about him, so he usually left all the soldiers who could be defended by the guards, and he would not go out and wander around blindly to avoid being robbed by thieves.

"Oh no, General!"

A housekeeper rushed in in a panic and almost fell to the ground.

Yang Yubu sat up, he had a bad premonition.

"General, there are a large number of homeless troops gathered outside the guard, I'm afraid there are hundreds of people!"

Yang Yubu listened to Jiading's words, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he was really afraid of something.

Today's guard house has long become the private property of the generals, everyone has a selfish side, they all want to make more money, and the military households have become the tools of the generals to make profits, and the oppression by these generals is worse than that of ordinary tenants, so there are a large number of escapes.

Weihaiwei built more than 3,000 military households in the early Ming Dynasty, after more than 200 years, now there are less than 800 households left, and most of the military households are used by generals to farm land to make money for themselves.

There are only more than eighty soldiers left, and these soldiers are also unevenly equipped, and there are only twenty family members with the best equipment, which is the power that Yang Yubu uses to protect himself, and the sound silver and treatment are far beyond that of ordinary soldiers, just this, or he has to do it with frequent wars over the years, the previous generals have been too peaceful for too long, and there are not even a few of these strong family members, because they don't need it much, and there is no need to waste money.

Yang Yubu was angry and took all his subordinates to the gate of the guard, stood on the earthen wall and looked out, obediently, there were as many as three or four hundred homeless troops gathered outside the door, most of them were holding hoes, iron rakes, homemade bows and arrows, more than 100 people in the front row were slightly better equipped, there were a lot of spearmen, and swords and shields, of course, this shield can be described as strange, and there are really many people who use pot lids as shields.

Judging from the equipment alone, the guards are still better, at least the family still has armor, muskets and regular bows and arrows, but the number of the upper class army has an absolute advantage, Yang Yubu can see that the sweat is like rain, this battle is fought, and the vitality is greatly injured if he does not die, but at this time it is not his turn to call the shots, and the army has begun to attack.

"Kill officials and soldiers, grab money, grab food, and grab women!"

The thief at the head shouted and raised his long sword, and a large number of outcasts swarmed in an orderly manner, screaming and rushing towards the guard.

There is nothing to talk about on both sides, all I want is what you have, who will rob if you don't rob you?