Summer is approaching, the weather is getting hot, the moon is in the sky, and a few stars are hanging in the sky.

The night is like water, and the moonlight is like a mist shrouded in the backyard of the county government.

In the wing, a woman in a black low-cut long skirt has a graceful figure, a cold jade face, a large piece of snow skin on her neck and chest is as white as jade, and the bronze mirror on the dresser reflects the sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and behind her there is a woman in white, who is holding a comb in her hand.

"Zhining, it seems that he won't come tonight, I just heard from the side, he is not in the city now, maybe we can take this opportunity to wait for the guards outside to fall asleep and sneak out."

Xia Zhiqing helped her sister fix her hair, she actually didn't agree with her sister's approach of revenge at this time, because the gap between the strength of the two sides is too big at present, and the hope of revenge is relatively slim, so it is the best choice to find a way to escape and come back to take revenge after the strength is strong.

It's a pity that my sister didn't listen, and she could only pretend to be unintentional all the time, hoping to subtly change her sister's decision.

"Who knows how many thieves there are out there, since the untouchables dare to go out of the city, they obviously don't worry about us escaping. And sister, I said, this revenge must be avenged, didn't you just agree during the day? ”

Xia Zhining's long, narrow and clear beautiful eyes saw a trace of annoyance, a few hours have passed, and the strangeness of grinding her eyes has not yet receded, every time she is involved, that kind of humiliating picture comes to mind, and she can't forget it.

Seeing that her sister had made up her mind, Xia Zhiqing sighed and stopped talking.

"Two ladies, the hot water is ready, and if it is convenient for you now, the slave maid will bring in the bath tub." At this time, the maid Chunhong who was waiting said outside.

Chen Mo arranged these, it was already very late.

Therefore, the two girls have not yet taken a bath, and Xia Zhining has just changed her clothes.

"Didn't I say you weren't allowed to call me Madame, are you deaf?" Xia Zhining yelled at her that she had a very bad temper now.

Xia Zhiqing frowned and said, "Zhining, the maid didn't provoke you, what kind of anger did you get at them." ”

Saying that, Xia Zhiqing put down the peach comb in her hand, opened the wings, and said softly: "My sister is in a bad mood, in fact, she is still quite kind in her heart, you can bear with me, forgive me." ”

Chunhong bowed to Xia Zhiqing and said, "This eldest lady is the slave's fault, forgetting the little lady's advice to the slave." ”

"Ugh." Xia Zhiqing sighed, and then said, "Bring things in." ”

Chunhong's maids brought the bath bucket in, and then brought hot water and poured it into the bathtub, and then Chunhong looked at Xia Zhiqing and said, "Big lady, there are no fresh rose petals, is it okay to do it?" ”

"Then you don't need to, you go down." Xia Zhiqing said.

"No." Chunhong and the others retreated.

"Zhining, you wash it first, I'll press your shoulder." Xia Zhiqing felt that she hadn't helped her sister before, and planned to make up for it from some small things.

Xia Zhining nodded, removed her skirt, stepped on the bamboo couch, and entered the water of the bathtub.

She clasped her hands on her shoulders and gently scrubbed every place that had been stained by Chen Mo.

She pursed her lips and stroked it gently in the warm water, the originally hot pain had been reduced by a few hours after a few hours, but still.

And in the interval between strokes, a picture of a wild bull rushing inexplicably appeared in her mind.

She whispered, "Damn untouchables." ”

"What, did I pinch you?" Listening to her sister's whisper, Xia Zhiqing, who was pressing her fragrant shoulder, said.

Xia Zhining shook her head, she continued to scrub, and for some reason, in the looming pain, an indescribable meaning suddenly surged in her heart, like a strangeness caused by subjugation and abuse.

She frowned, and quickly took a spoonful of warm water in both hands and poured it on her face, only then did she suppress the strangeness in her heart, and cursed the man in the most vicious language.

After bathing, Xia Zhining wiped the water on her hair, maybe she was really tired, her hair was not completely dry, and a sense of sleepiness hit, Xia Zhining fell asleep directly.

After bathing, Xia Zhiqing, who was rubbing her hair with a towel, came over to take a look, first screamed twice, and after seeing that there was no response, she reached out and pushed her sister's shoulder, and after seeing that her sister was really asleep, Xia Zhiqing first covered her with a quilt, and then came to a desk with her hands and feet.

Take out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that Chen Mo let people transport.

Spread out the fine white paper, dip it in water and grind ink.

That's right, she's going to paint the boy.

The young man said that a painting can be reduced by ten lashes.

She didn't think that her sister's method of revenge could be accomplished, so she planned to make her sister suffer less in this way.

Since she was going to paint the young man, Xia Zhiqing immediately let go of her mind, thinking about the young man's face, demeanor, and most importantly, the characteristics of her facial features.

She was afraid that if she didn't draw it well, the young man wouldn't admit it.

But for some reason, when she remembered the young man's face, the first thing that came to Xia Zhiqing was the picture of the young man standing and hugging his sister.

It was like an adult giving urine to a child.

So his hand trembled, and the pig brush in his hand also shook.

Redraw.

The second time I drew it, I finally forgot the previous picture, and the picture of the letter came out again, and the boy himself hugged his sister behind him.

So, her heart didn't calm down, and the paper changed one after another.

The night passed.

……

The next day, the sky was fine.

Fukuzawa Village.

There were exactly 1,400 prisoners of war, all of whom were gathered here, and Chen Mo had already eliminated the more than 300 wounded prisoners of war.

If you add these 1,400 people, plus the Divine Brave Guard and the reserves, Chen Mo's men and horses will be nearly 4,000, and the men and horses with armor will exceed 2,000, and the captured armor can also arm more than 1,000 people.

Sure enough, war is the fastest way to get resources.

With the current size of the county, it is almost enough to raise 4,000 people, and the expansion of the army can be stopped for the time being, and the most important thing at present is to train these 4,000 people to the level of the Qingzhou army.

In the end, it can develop towards the level of the Tang Army in Chen Mo's impression.

If he remembers correctly, the Tang army was equipped with a bow, 30 arrows, an arrow sac, a horizontal knife, a whetstone, a stone stone, as well as unknotting cones, felt hats, felt fur and other equipment, and every ten people were also equipped with six pack animals.

Not only that, many soldiers are armored, with an armor rate of more than 60 percent, and they are well-made, most of them are Mingguang armor, which is not comparable to the armor of the current garrison, and is equipped with extremely lethal bows and crossbows, almost full spears, and the number of weapons is about five.

It can be called the pinnacle of the era of cold weapons.

And if the Divine Warrior Guard in Chen Mo's hand could reach this point, coupled with black powder, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of level it was.

There are exercises and martial arts in this world, which means that the soldiers in his hands can surpass the Tang Army.

Looking at the dense number of captives, Chen Mo looked around and said slowly: "I know that many of you are uneasy in your hearts, worried about whether I, as a thief, will kill you and whether your family will be dragged down.

Today, I will put my words here, as long as you join the Divine Warrior Guard under my command, not only will you not die, but your family will not die, and your treatment will be higher than when you were in the garrison before, and the government's harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes will not be collected on your heads, and I will bear them together.

Speaking of which, many people may not believe it, I swear to the sky, if I violate this word, the sky will thunder five times. ”

The people at the bottom are still quite superstitious, and the garrison is also composed of the people at the bottom, plus Chen Mo is shrouded in a purple light at the moment, like a fairy in the sky, giving people a very high degree of credibility.

The nurse who was mixed with the prisoners of war immediately shouted: "The county magistrate is righteous, I am willing to join the Divine Brave Guard." ”

"The county magistrate is righteous, and I am willing."

Fourteen hundred prisoners of war shouted in unison.

A smile flashed in Chen Mo's eyes, now that he was extremely skilled in brainwashing, he turned his head to Gao Ming and the others, and said loudly: "These people, you must have known each other, from now on, the five of them are your instructors, they used to be people from the Qingzhou Army, and they have extremely rich combat experience, I hope you will study hard." ”

After they got to know each other, Chen Mo waved his hand, and the cooked rice was brought up.

That's a real dry meal.

Chen Mo has understood that the garrison army is only in charge of two meals a day, and there is one meal of meat for three days, and the monthly salary is 500 Wen, if it is compared with ordinary people, it must be good, but compared with other armies, it is pitiful.

Chen Mo can completely offer higher treatment.

When they were eating, when they learned that they would have three dry meals a day in the future, including one meal of meat, and a monthly salary of 800 yuan, the reluctance caused by the semi-threat in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

Made, to whom to sell his life is not to sell.

They heard that the pension after the death of Shen Yongwei was extremely high.

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"A few of you keep an eye on them, and if you encounter trouble, you can directly ask the reserve team to help, and you don't have to be soft. Also, when you train, you find a few people who are not treated well by them, preferably those who have been bullied, register their names and give them to me. Chen Mo said.

The army bullied, Chen Mo didn't believe that the garrison didn't.

He wants to find out the contradictions, let the people who are bullied, serve as the team leader and captain, and help him take care of himself, that is, sing red faces, and finally he and Shen Yongwei come out to sing white faces, which can better win people's hearts and prevent them from forming gangs.

"No." Above the Ming assurance.

After explaining the matter, Chen Mo rode back to the city on the snow dragon horse.

Tell the people below to pack up all the craftsmen in the city, especially the blacksmith masters, and take them to the cottage.

Chen Mo also specially told the shopkeeper of the blacksmith shop, that is, the person who had built two Tang knives for himself, this is a talent, and he can't let him go.

In addition, Chen Mo planned to recruit the disciples of the 300 Qinghe Gang and let them act as the trappers of the yamen, with Wu Shan as the head catcher.

Just as he was planning, Han Wu came to report that Hu Qiang was back.

(End of chapter)