When handling related affairs, the grain transport army could only go ashore with small flags and disciplines, and hand over specific documents to the magistrate and let him sign them before they could pass.

Even if the Cao army made any mistakes, the local officials had no right to take jurisdiction and could only escort them to Huai'an, and the Cao transportation manager Xing was the judge.

As a tributary of the canal transportation, these people are all from the emperor's aunt. If you do some smuggling on weekdays, you don't need to sign and stamp it with the magistrate of Hengshui.

Rules are dead, and people live.

He Jinchao whipped it down, and all the troops could not enter the city, and even if they were not concerned about the rules such as food, they were thrown out of the sky.

In the Ming Dynasty, border troops who abide by the rules had no way to survive and could only go hungry.

In the end, the general and the governor could not control the soldiers robbed the surroundings. In order not to starve to death, they were afraid of prosecution, five thousand king-sergeants ran back to their hometown in Shanxi.

Chongzhen felt that he was doing right, so he arrested the general and the governor into prison, freed up his time this year, and finally cut off the two of them.

Most of these king-supporting soldiers who fled back to their hometown in Shanxi joined He Jinchao's team.

Now they followed He Jinchao into Hengshui, eating and drinking, and were filled with emotion.

Many people line up to eat according to their numbers, because several shops in the county received nearly 2,000 people at once, which was really difficult.

"Follow the court, there is really no future." A former Daming Wang Jun bit the donkey meat and burned it fiercely.

It is rumored that when Li Jinglong and Zhu Di fought, they were in high demand for food, killed horses and donkey meat to fill their hunger.

I remember how lawless their elders and the governor were, and they were the first team to arrive in the capital.

As a result, the brothers all went hungry and the two of them ended up being separated by their bodies.

Look at them after joining the Hammer Bandits, they did not follow the rules of the Ming Dynasty, but were treated with delicious food and drinks.

If the captain hadn't allowed him to drink, the brothers would have had a good time.

"Okay, don't talk about the past. I didn't miss anything I had when I went to Beijing to serve the king last time.

This time, our brothers followed the captain to Beijing and would make a big fuss about him, avenge the revenge of the Chief and the Governor, and kill a few more dog officials."

This sentence made many soldiers nodded. No matter what, the Chief Zhang Honggong and Shanxi Governor Geng Ruqi were both very nice to them.

This time I go to Beijing again, I will never be affected by that kind of cowardice.

He Jinchao and the other three were entertained by Qianhu Wangtu in Hengshui, and they specially made the food and drinks.

After a few people took off their armor and stomachs, Wang Tu's expression changed slightly because Liang Fu, the general of Baoding Prefecture, was too young.

On the contrary, Jiang Jin, who claimed to be a general next to him, was quite old.

But the whip was so hard that he dared not resist Wang Tu. His face turned red and swollen, and he still poured wine for them.

He Jinchao motioned Wang Tu to put down the wine: "We are responsible for our will. We can eat rice, but we must not drink alcohol. It is of great importance."

Seeing that He Jinchao refused to drink, Qianhu Wangtu still smiled, but his face was unbearable:

"Master, just this pot of wine, no problem with designating it."

He Jinchao signaled Gao Yingxiang with his eyes, but Gao Yingxiang picked up the celadon wine glass and smiled:

"Master, let's have a drink, don't let Wang Qianhu's heart be disappointed."

"Okay." He Jinchao picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

"Eat vegetables and eat vegetables."

Gao Yingxiang took the lead in picking up the fast food and began to taste the store’s specialty dishes.

Wang Tu's eyes lit up, and he really guessed it well.

The chief master is fake, and the general next to him is the real chief master.

This young master asked the generals around him everywhere, which must be a cover-up.

When he just entered the city, he saw many soldiers looking at this slightly older general.

The Qianhu Wangtu became more and more certain that this trip must have great benefits.

Otherwise, Liang Fu, the general of Baoding Prefecture, would not be so cautious and would even send someone to pretend to be himself just in case.

Now that I have been involved in this secret matter, I may be able to go further if I get involved.

Although Wang Tu was injured, his heart was hot at this moment.

The next day, these Cao troops were actually local flood control troops.

Immediately, 300 grain transport ships were collected for use by He Jinchao and others.

He Jinchao led his war horses into the grain transport ship in different categories.

As for the Qianhu Wangtu, he served Gao Yingxiang diligently, and he thought that Gao Yingxiang was the real one.

He Jinchao looked at a hundred household named Ma Chongxi at the helm. He looked in his thirties, smoking a dry tobacco and standing on the boat gang.

Wang Tu introduced that he was a good player in boat racing and was here to serve Mr. Liang.

"Have you eaten?"

He Jinchao took the initiative to go over and ask.

"General." Ma Chongxi hurriedly saluted, then shook his head and said, "No."

He Jinchao tilted his head, and the guard Niu Youcai gave him a donkey meat fire, "We are the ones who reward you."

Liang Fu, the general of Baoding, was very domineering and fully demonstrated what privilege is.

I have to eat and take it, and I have to be used as dry food on the way.

"Thank you, Lord."

Ma Chongxi took the donkey meat and started eating it. This thing is not cheap. It is good to eat fish on weekdays, and eating donkey meat is really a luxury.

He swallowed the donkey meat in a few seconds and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You can't have enough food on weekdays?"

Listening to He Jinchao's inquiry, Ma Chongxi just chatted because he was still loading the ship at this time.

"When I go back to the Lord, we have twelve stones of grain every year, and two or three stones of grain (equivalent to business trip subsidies), and we will pay one stone of grain every month.

Unfortunately, the monthly grain is often delayed for three to five months. Even if it is distributed, it is still a very small amount, and it is not enough to eat it at all."

"I remember the Cao army shouldn't be hungry?"

Hearing this, Ma Chongxi suddenly felt that He Jinchao didn't eat meat, and began to explain it to He Jinchao.

The Cao Army has always had oil and water since ancient times, especially when Zhang Juzheng and Grandpa Zhang used to transport half of the food and half of the money.

Silver is used to pay for transportation costs, barges and carriages, and to buy waterproof materials such as mats.

The subsidy costs are completely costly, in a sentence that the elderly miss:

"The soldiers in the small banner are all rich, and the food transporter is the best way to marry a wife."

But in the later period, the bags of silver were only the hands of the Cao army, and all of them became palace income.

It is said that it is to protect the interests of the service of the Cao army and avoid exploitation by corrupt officials.

Because the officials, eunuchs, and officers at all levels of the Cao Army were involved in the operation of extracting silver and putting illegal gains into their own pockets.

His family was still inherited from his ancestors.

Then the court issued an order, and any losses in the future will be borne by the officers of the Cao Army and the small flags responsible for transporting the number of them.

One size fits all!

However, in the Ming Dynasty, there were countless people who relied on the Grand Canal to make a living.

Even if they are as honest as water, the brothers of the Cao Army travel to and from Beijing every year, on this long journey.

Due to changes in weather, it is inevitable that the grain will be reduced.

Hot stuff suddenly becomes a chore.
Chapter completed!