According to the geographical records of Dafeng, Yunzhou is 60,000 miles long, rich in products, agricultural mulberry, porcelain, herbs and so on. Before Emperor Wuzong rose up, the wealth of Yunzhou could be ranked among the top five in Dafeng states.

The official road winds its way to the horizon, with black soil fields on both sides and rolling mountains in the distance.

Not long after the sun rose, the air was still filled with the low temperature of last night, and a team of more than 100 people slowly moved forward on the official road.

The sound of horses' hooves "clicking" is mixed with the wheels and wheels.

"In the early years of Yuanjing, the total population of Yunzhou reached 5 million. After that, the Yellow Book was fabricated every ten years, and the population gradually decreased sharply, and in the 30th year of Yuanjing, the population of Yunzhou was more than 3.5 million. It's the 36th year of Yuanjing, and in four more years it will be the year of rebuilding the Yellow Book, I don't know how many people are left in this Yunzhou?"

Governor Zhang opened the curtain and said with emotion.

The shrinkage of 1.5 million in 30 years is terrifying, and the real shrinkage will only be even more. Because the land in Yunzhou is fertile, there is no need to consider famine if there is no natural disaster.

In other words, the population can grow steadily after 30 years of normal reproduction.

.... From 5 million to 3.5 million, it is not a simple subtraction, the actual reduction of the population has at least doubled.... Xu Qi'an burst out of his mouth with a national curse: "What the hell is the place." ”

Governor Zhang glanced at him and continued: "Half of the lost population is due to too heavy taxes, abandoning the land and becoming a homeless person, or going to the city to find another way to make a living, or falling into the grass to become a coward, these people are not recorded in the Yellow Book.

"Then there is the serious problem of banditry, burning, killing and looting, which makes the situation worse. Sometimes, in order to supplement their labor, the cottage bandits will take the initiative to go down the mountain and plunder the people. Oh, of course, the mountain bandits are not in the Yellow Book. ”

Xu Qi'an looked into the distance silently, listening to Governor Zhang's words in his ears, and analyzing in his heart.

.... In the early years of Yuanjing, there were still 5 million people, and when Yuanjing was 10 years old, the population was still shrinking, and by the 30th year of Yuanjing, there were no 1.5 million people, and the number was really even more.... Yunzhou has taken a sharp turn in the past twenty years, and almost reading it is the beginning of Emperor Yuanjing's monasticism....

Because Emperor Dafeng was obsessed with cultivating the Tao, he made the Wushen Sect feel that it had an opportunity to take advantage of it? The Wushen Sect had been plotting for more than 20 years, and it would definitely not make a small fuss, and the countries under the command of the Dafeng and the Wushen Sect would definitely have a war.

Thinking about it, he tilted his head and almost fell asleep.

"You're not in good spirits. Governor Zhang looked at him and frowned, "What's wrong?"

The governor remembered that Xu Qi'an had come all the way, kept to himself, and did not linger in the sect division, so he should not be so exhausted.

Xu Qi'an twisted his head and smiled bitterly at the governor: "It's nothing, it's just that I have become a master of time management." ”

This is the eighth day of his sleepless life, the sudden pain in his brain, the blood vessels seem to burst, and when he eats this morning, he even has a slight hallucination, thinking that Xu Lingyin is snatching his meat buns.

The eyeballs are bloodshot, and the eye circles are black and blue, which reminds Xu Qi'an that he lives in a 996 blessed society, and occasionally has to experience a 007, which is also such a miserable appearance.

"There are two more days, and after these two days, I should be able to advance to the God Refining Realm. You can't let yourself sleep, or you'll fall short... How do you feel your heart beating so badly...."

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath and took off the water bladder and poured it on his head, so as to stimulate his body and cheer up.

....

A caravan of 300 people trudged along the official road, flatbed carriages pulling goods, and under the tarps were covered with silk, tea, porcelain and rouge gouache from Yunzhou.

In it is some Yunzhou specialties, such as ambergris inkstone, citrine and so on.

The owner of the caravan was a man with a full face called Zhao Long, who was also a famous hero in Yunzhou in his early years, and he ate both black and white.

Tired of licking blood from the knife edge, relying on the fame and connections in his early years, he did a caravan business.

He can always take care of the cottages along the way, leave Yunzhou steadily, scatter the goods to various places, and make a lot of money.

After a long time, many merchants were willing to spend a lot of money to join Zhao Long's caravan and ask for peace.

Zhao Long's caravan has developed to this day, and it has evolved into a half-merchant and half-dart.

Yang Yingying was one of the people who hid under this big tree to enjoy the shade, but she left Yunzhou as a scattered person and spent twenty taels of silver to ask for the caravan's protection.

After all, it is impossible for a weak woman like her to leave Yunzhou independently, and she may be robbed by bandits on the official road one day and become the wife of the village.

With her appearance, it is more than enough to be a lady in the village.

Yang Yingying was originally a woman in the Yunzhou Teaching Division, and she was also an Oiran when she was young, but later she was fortunate to meet her lover and redeemed her body, so she was raised in the courtyard and became an outer room.

And this year, over 30, her appearance has not decreased, but her body has become more and more plump, which has added to the charm of a mature woman. She has a pair of bright almond eyes, and her eyes are sparkling when she looks at people.

Yang Yingying, who was riding on horseback, noticed the hot eyes of the dart masters around her, and couldn't help but tighten her cloak and bury her head lower.

At first glance, her hands appear to be protecting her plump breasts from being desecrated by the gaze of some men, but in fact she is protecting an object in her arms.

It was this object that forced her to leave Yunzhou.

A dart master salivated at Yang Yingying's back, riding on horseback, Luo skirt against the body, the tight hip contour is really tempting.

The strong dart master grabbed the horse's belly, caught up with Yang Yingying, and grinned: "Beauty, play with the uncle at night." Uncle, all the money earned on this trip belongs to you. Ten taels of silver. ”

Yang Yingying turned a deaf ear, did not respond or refuse, and did not have the right to be him.

The dart master said a few more words, and when he saw that the beauty ignored her, he scolded and left.

Several dart masters who knew him well laughed and laughed. But there is disappointment in everyone's eyes. This woman doesn't get in the oil and salt, and they don't have a chance either.

The eyes of several dart masters who had human lives in hand flashed fiercely, this kind of water spirit woman who traveled alone, if she hadn't met Boss Zhao, she would have been eaten by people and there would not even be bones left.

Zhao Long, who was at the head of the caravan, raised his hand and made a gesture, and the dart masters immediately drew their weapons, as if facing a great enemy. But the knife is only half unsheathed, which is the unwritten rule of darts.

Everyone is seeking money, and unless there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides, they will not die. What's more, Boss Zhao has always had a bit of thin noodles in the underworld, otherwise he wouldn't have eaten this bowl of rice.

Seventy or eighty people jumped out of the dense forests on both sides of the trail, the swords and spears were bright, and more than 20 horsemen were killed on the fork in the road, all of whom were strong and strong.

Zhao Long was a little puzzled, he had to walk this road several times a year, which section of the road needed to be dotted, and which mountain needed to be honored, he knew it clearly.

When did such a group of path-cutting bandits appear in this forest.... Zhao Long pressed his hand, signaled his dart master to be restless, rode his horse forward for a short while, and said loudly:

"In Xia Zhaolong, what kind of way did my friends mix before..."

As he got closer, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, this group of bandits had a crossbow hanging from their waists and a standard long knife in their hands, all of which were military equipment.

Zhao Long had heard that some big villages were not short of military supplies, sabers, crossbows, and even firearms, all of which were readily available, but they were all top-level bandit villages and should not appear here.

....

"Ning Yan, you look like a sick man who has been hollowed out by a woman. Song Tingfeng and Xu Qi'an went hand in hand, taking the opportunity to joke and mock.

Xu Qi'an glanced at him and said lightly: "I have a friend who asked me if I had any pills for Si Tianjian to aphrodisiac and tonify the kidneys." ”

Song Tingfeng's smile froze.

"That friend of mine is Zhu Guangxiao, Guangxiao, you have a fiancée, why are you so desperate. Song Tingfeng threw the pot to Zhu Guangxiao.

Zhu Guangxiao glanced at him silently, and felt unwilling, and retorted: "I pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, you look too ugly, every morning, the girl who sleeps with you can't get out of bed."

"You yourself don't know moderation, and you're empty. ”

The martial artist is strong and energetic, but even if he is a bull demon king, he plows from late to early every day, and when the days are long, he will be short of qi and blood.

"I'm amazing. Song Tingfeng was not convinced, and smiled proudly: "Only the girls from the Teaching Workshop Division can cooperate with me to the fullest, although they are also tired of parrying." ”

"Tingfeng..."

Song Tingfeng heard Xu Qi'an call him, and turned his head to look over: "What are you doing?"

"It's not that you're powerful, it's that people can tolerate your insignificance. ”

"You. ”

Between laughing and scolding, Jiang Luzhong, who led the team, said in a deep voice: "There is a smell of blood ahead, all the staff are ready." ”

Qiang.... The sound of the blade unsheathed was uniform, and the Tiger Guard and the Watchman drew their swords at the same time and took off their crossbows.

"Rush forward!" Jiang Luzhong grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out.

The Governor's team instantly entered a state of march, extremely fast and methodical.

After ten minutes of marching, a dense forest appeared in front of him, and the wind brought a strong smell of blood.

The moment they entered the dense forest, sharp arrows came from both sides, attacking the guards and tiger guards who were running wildly.

Jiang Luzhong raised his hand and pressed it down, and the rain of arrows hit the invisible qi wall, and he fell weakly.

He waved his hand and said, "Tiger Ben Army, enter the forest to kill the enemy." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Luzhong looked ahead, and there were hundreds of corpses on the official road, and blood stained the ground. The horses were poisoned, and the caravan was strewn with its goods.

He immediately analyzed the situation .... Because he smelled the blood in advance and ordered the team to run, the group of bandits heard the sound of horses' hooves, and it was too late to retreat, so they ambushed in the forest.

There was a fierce battle in the dense forest, and the Tiger Benwei was one of the five guards in the capital, although it was not as brave and good at fighting as the forbidden army, but it was far superior to the local army.

There is not much difference in the number of people between the two sides, and the arrows and blades are staggered, and there are backs and goings.

Jiang Luzhong was stunned, a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Xu Qi'an: "Ning Yan, have you ever killed anyone?"

"Killed one, seriously injured one. Xu Qi'an looked at the caravan strewn with corpses and casually reported the results.

Jiang Luzhong "sneered" and laughed: "The boy who didn't grow up." ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Except for Xu Qi'an, a rookie who has joined the fight for less than two months, everyone else is a battle-hardened warrior who kills people without blinking.

Jiang Luzhong pointed to the forest and said, "Go, practice your hands, and kill at least ten." ”

Xu Qi'an retracted his gaze and slowly exhaled: "Okay!"

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PS: The background seems to have collapsed slightly, I updated it early, and I didn't refresh it for a long time?