On the rivers and lakes, who doesn't know Zhang Suiguang?

Zhang Suiguang is a person, and he really has too much aura. However, all in all, he is a high-roller in wine with top-level martial arts and wealth that rivals the country. Anyone who eats on the rivers and lakes will never know about the Salt Gang, and it will never be possible for him not to know that the Salt Gang's gang ideas have been successful.

In terms of fame, Zhang Suiguang wants to be prosperous in the Hanging Moon of Kuchan Temple, Yi Qilin of the Imperial Wind Dart Bureau and Yun Xiaomeng, the master of Suxin Palace, and he really deserves to be the first person in the rivers and lakes today.

The Salt Gang started by buying and selling private salt, and gradually grew bigger, after a hundred years of accumulation, by this time, the gang had more than 30,000 people. In addition, Zhang Suiguang also controls the Nine Palaces, a terrifying killer organization. Therefore, no matter whether it is black or white on the rivers and lakes, few people dare to ignore its edge.

There are many people who have heard of this name, and they have seen it. Who would have thought that this ruthless and resolute big man would be described as such a gentle and gentle person!

The county seat of Fuyang County is located in Danyang City, in the garden of the Salt Gang General Hall.

Li Xueci stood in the courtyard with his head bowed, not daring to look at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him with a face like a spring breeze.

"Have more than 200 people been killed? Zhang Suiguang finished the bowl of wine in one gulp, then put down the porcelain bowl, moaned softly with satisfaction, and said casually.

"Yes, helper! With the previous defense of the Yanyun Governor's Mansion, these two hundred and eighty people were enough to wash the Mei family in blood, but who knew that more than a dozen strong reinforcements had come to the mansion in the middle of the night the day before!" Li Xueci knew very well that Zhang Suiguang had always been happy and angry, and when he looked angry, he might not be really angry; although he had a smile on his face, he might be so angry that he wanted to kill someone the next moment, so he hurriedly explained.

Zhang Suiguang licked the wine stains on his lips, turned his head up and down, left and right, exhaled heavily, and then asked, "Who have you been to?"

"Back to the gang leader, it has been verified that a total of thirteen people went the night before: twelve were true martial arts Taoist priests, and the remaining one was Mei Siyuan's son, a young man with extremely high martial arts. Li Xueci replied. None of the people sent to carry out the assassination returned alive, and he only found out about the news when he sent people to inquire carefully.

"A teenager, twelve True Martial Daoists?" Zhang Suiguang looked skeptical, and then laughed again, "This is interesting." ”

Li Xueci hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Helper, if your subordinates go again, they will definitely be killed!" Please let me go for some more time, and my subordinates will definitely do this!"

Seeing Li Xueci's anxious appearance, Zhang Suiguang sneered and said, "Elder Li, what are you doing? I don't blame you. After a pause, he waved his hand and said, "Get up." There are many people who want to kill this salt transport official, and there are not no people who are bigger than us. They haven't been able to do it, and there's nothing to be ashamed of if you're defeated. It's okay, the Salt Gang doesn't have to kill him. ”

"Yes, the helper! The subordinates thank the helper for his grace of not punishing!" Li Xueci was overjoyed when he heard this, and stood up to salute and thank.

Zhang Suiguang got up from his seat, moving his whole body muscles and bones, and said to Li Xueci: "Elder Li, this matter will be put aside for the time being. Next month, you will accompany me to the capital. ”

"Yes!" Li Xueci stood aside and replied with a straight face.

I saw Zhang Suiguang twisting his waist and abdomen, and sighed with a smile: "This emperor Lao'er has an official letter, and he forced all the masters in the world to rush to the capital to work for him, even I, Zhang Suiguang, dare not disobey." Hehe, it's good to be an emperor!"

A good horse travels thousands of miles a day, and it is not a difficult task. The war horses in the military camp of Anxian garrison are all produced in the plantation county in the extreme north of Dahua, and this kind of war horse is short and strong, cold and disease-resistant, and has good foot strength. More than 1,000 horses from Mei Yuanchen's department set off from the camp of Jinzhou station, and arrived at Kaye, the territory of Tianmen City, and traveled 600 miles in more than five hours.

Although the summer night slower, it is difficult to see. It just so happens that this place is a gentle hillside, leeward, there is a small river not far away, Mei Yuanchen watched left and right for a while, and ordered his subordinates to dismount, camp on the spot, and cook cooking.

On the eve of the camp, Mei Yuanchen had carefully measured that the camp in Jinzhou was about 2,400 miles away from 'Xiaoxiankou', and it was about 1,300 miles from 'Xiaoxiankou' to Suzhou. It takes five hundred miles to ride a day, and it takes five days to get to 'Xiaoxiankou'. Mei Yuanchen repeatedly calculated, and calculated that each rider only brought six catties of dry rice, five catties of jerky, a bag of five catties of water and a bag of fourteen catties of tung oil, and the rice and meat could only last for five days. rushed to 'Xiaoxiankou', snatched the dry food, burned the rest of the noodles, and then rushed to Suzhou to meet Xu Ding'an and his father.

According to Duanfuzi, the plantation horse is short and strong, although the endurance is good, it is not easy to overload, and carrying 150 catties will not make it too weak. The horsemen have never been fat, and their average weight is about 120 catties, so they should carry assets with them, and they should not exceed 30 catties. After many measurements, the weight of water, rice, dried meat, and tung oil was determined. The cavalry rushed, unable to carry the pot, so they had to use the wooden blocks they carried to temporarily splice into a bucket, bury the bucket in the soil, pour water into the bucket, put in dry rice and dried meat, and then light a fire around the barrel to burn firewood, and cook the water and rice with the heat of the fire around it.

Ten people have a stove, and a pit and a bucket are counted as a stove. All ten people have responsibilities, and the division of labor is established: one person fights buckets and dismantles barrels, one person digs pits to make stoves, two people look for firewood, two people put horses and watch the accompanying materials, two people find water to receive water, and two people set up barracks. When the army is out, it has always been two meals in the morning, one in the evening and one in the evening. On this day, the generals had been riding for a long time, and they were already hungry, so they got off their horses and drove away.

At the beginning of the day, the camp was already wafting with fragrant broth and rice... The flickering bonfire reflects a pair of glowing eyes.

"Whew... A low roar sounded, and the soldiers couldn't bear it anymore and went away.

"General Mei, come over and have dinner!" The rugged centurion Dong Dawei walked over quickly, and said with a smile Mei Yuanchen. The army has always admired the strong, and Mei Yuanchen's skills have already conquered him, and there is no grievance in his heart at this time.

Mei Yuanchen was looking up to discern the position of the stars in the sky, and when he heard Dong Dawei's call, he followed with a smile.

"Hey, little junior brother, don't you come to our stove to eat?" The True Martial Arts Taoist priests were all marching for the first time, and the wooden barrels were spliced with the help of the soldiers next to them. At this time, the food in the two stoves was cooked, and Zhankong was about to ask Mei Yuanchen to eat, but when he saw that he was walking towards the soldiers on the side, he asked.

"Senior brother, no. When the army was out, as the main general, I should eat with the robe. Mei Yuanchen replied with a smile, and sat down beside Dong Dawei after speaking.

When the general next to the stove saw Mei Yuanchen coming, he hurriedly squeezed to the side to make way for him. "Little general, take the chopsticks!" a soldier picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks from the ground, wiped them on his shoulder, and handed them over.

Mei Yuanchen didn't care, took the bamboo chopsticks more than a foot long and stretched them out to the big wooden barrel to pick up the rice. Sure enough, the rice was delicious!