Chapter 143: Unreasonable

As soon as he said this, Zhang Liang and others around Jiang Feng also noticed this problem. Although a thousand households were already as full as they were when they founded, they should have seven or eight hundred people. Perhaps they should take a step back and say that this is not a border, and there is no invasion of Japanese pirates now. Xiangma Bailian did not cause trouble. Now it is the peaceful year. You can eat a little more empty amount, and the amount of inspections that five or six hundred people should always be required.

But now these houses are completely empty. Jiang Feng and his group are walking among them. It turns out that one person has not seen a completely empty house. The so-called darkness under the light is like this. Everyone didn't expect this problem at all. There was not a single person in the barracks of a thousand households.

When Chen Qianhu heard this question, his face suddenly became awkward. He grunted for a long time before answering:

"In recent years, most of our institute have recruited soldiers. These barracks have fallen down. There is water source on the mountain. Here is the leeward side. You can grow some crops. Lord Jiang, you have many tribesmen, and this place is enough..."

Obviously, Chen Qianhu was not successful in reversing the topic, so Jiang Feng continued to ask coldly:

"Where are those recruiters?"

“This…this…this….”

Chen Qianhu felt a little sweat on his forehead. He looked at the expressions of the people in front of him, and the few people behind Jiang Feng obviously put their hands on the handle of the weapon. He had to smile dryly and lead the people out, pointing to the house opposite in the yard and saying:

“The recruiting troops are all there….”

Jiang Feng had just seen that area, like a small fortress, which looked very strong outside, and the gate was closed. Jiang Feng didn't think too much about it just now, and thought it was the fortress of Qianhu Station because he had never contacted the situation of the garrison below.

The four major camps of the Imperial Horse Supervision in the Beijing and the Twelfth Regiment Battalion outside the city could not see similar formats, but he did not dare to draw conclusions randomly, and he thought that the local guards were like this.

While they were still thinking about it, they heard a rumbling sound. The few of them could hear it clearly. It was the sound of the horse team going up the mountain. Tieding and Zhang Liang were both shocked. Fortunately, the horses were not far away and hurriedly ran to get on the horse. At this time, they saw smoke and dust appear in the other direction.

There were many cavalrymen on the road on the side of the barracks, to be precise, they should be knights, because they did not have any armor on their bodies, but they were wearing the costumes of guard soldiers.

Originally, seeing a few guards suddenly appearing on the small dock fort opposite no one, they shouted loudly at the cavalry coming from below:

"Mr. Dong, what's the harvest today?"

The cavalry had already rushed to the school ground, and the saddles on the horses were quite simple. Only a big man in the front was fully equipped. A big knife was hung obliquely on the side, and a big bundle on the other side seemed to be the leader. Sure enough, he answered the questions from the soldiers guarding the city above:

"With a good harvest, some poor people who are trafficking in dried fruits, please open the door quickly."

Although it was quite dusty, the sun was just west at this time, and it was still clear to see things. The horses of the knights behind were immediately hung with bags, either big or small, and there were some stains on the bags close to them, which were the deep brown stains. The current Chen Qianhu was standing outside the barracks, and the knights below were wearing the clothes of guard soldiers. They were obviously soldiers of the Qianhu, but their chief Chen Qianhu stood there, and no one paid attention to it.

Chen Qianhu's face was pale and unstable. He knew that the incredible scene in front of him must have been seen by Jiang Feng and his group. The man named "Old Master" looked at Chen Qianhu without stopping too much, and he would not even be contemptuous.

However, this man's eyes saw Jiang Feng and his men behind him. More than a dozen people stopped their horses in front of them and looked vigilantly at the side of the fort. They couldn't see clearly what they were holding, but it was definitely a weapon. They all had a strong evil spirit on their bodies.

This is in sharp contrast to Chen Qianhu, who was embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with himself. Although the leader, who was called Master Dong, noticed it, he did not take it seriously. The horses rushed into the fort where the gate had already opened, and about a hundred knights flocked in.

Then the gate of the fort was closed tightly, and no one paid attention to Chen Qianhu and his personal soldiers, or servants standing there.

The dock opposite suddenly became noisy, with men laughing and scolding rudely everywhere, and occasionally a few women screaming.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure this is not a copycat for the Green Forest people, but a thousand-household office of the imperial court?"

"Of course it was the Qianhu station established by Grandpa Chengzu, so there is still something wrong with it!"

Chen Qianhu asked subconsciously in the face of Jiang Feng's mockery behind him, and then he recalled the words and looked back embarrassedly and explained:

"The people in Shandong are tough and they don't accept discipline when recruiting soldiers, but this is also good. We should not worry about the soldiers and save the fatigue..."

"Where is the food and salary sent by the court?"

"They will receive it themselves and send it down when the time comes. There will definitely be no deductions. The prefect of Dengzhou Prefecture dare not."

Jiang Feng stopped talking and called Zhang Liang to go down the mountain. Looking at the other party's performance, Chen Qianhu suddenly became anxious. Jiang Feng was already sitting on the horse. Chen Qianhu ran over and grabbed his breeches. His face was full of panic, and his voice was already crying:

"Mr. Jiang, my brother has an 80-year-old mother and a son who is less than one year old. I really can't go back after leaving my hometown for so many years. You can also live in the city, not use it here..."

The answer to him was that the whip was whipped from above, which scared Chen Qianhu so much that he flashed toward the back, and more than a dozen horses left. Chen Qianhu lowered his head dejectedly and said dejectedly:

"I have to suffer here."

Jiang Feng was not thinking so much about the fast horses going down the mountain. He just felt that no matter how well equipped he was, if someone in the dock opposite caused an attack, he would not be able to resist it. Zhang Liang and Tiedians also had similar thoughts. Everyone had already loaded the muskets and the fire media was already in the easy-to-reach.

When I went down the mountain, I realized that the road up and down the mountain was quite suitable for horse racing. Although it looked old, there must be people who often rested.

When it was about to reach the flat ground, Jiang Feng suddenly stopped his horse. Zhang Liang, who was behind, hurriedly followed him. Before he could say anything, he heard Jiang Feng say to himself:

"The brown on the bag should be dry blood!?"

Three days after returning to the city, Zhao Xiucai started to lead a few people to visit the money and grain masters of the Dengzhou Prefecture Office. Although there were other people who provided the food and wages for thousands of households, the county magistrate was not as good as the current county magistrate, and now hello was avoiding trouble.

Although it is said that there is a difference between civil and military affairs, and the status of civil officials is far higher than that of military officials, it is not difficult to speak of a master without any rank, especially after Zhao Xiucai's money was handed over, although the future official duties were involved, everyone could understand it in a few words.

When the master was about to say goodbye, Zhao Xiucai kindly invited the other party to a restaurant in the city to sit. He would naturally not refuse if he had eaten or drunk for free. Both parties looked like they had known each other for a long time and went to the restaurant. The food and drink were just a pleasant place to drink. Zhao Xiucai suddenly said that he had a relative who had recently thought of going to Shandong to go to business, and he didn't know what to pay attention to. For example, what is the tax on the checkpoint? Are there any robbers on the road, or are they peaceful?

The master, who was already drinking, said mysteriously:

"Brother, I'd better not come to Shandong to do business after listening to my brother's advice. Most of the roads to Shandong from Northern Zhili have passed through our Dengzhou Prefecture. There have been many headless cases in recent years. The caravans that come and go are often killed. The day before yesterday, Qixia County reported the case, saying that a group of Shanxi people selling dried fruits were killed on the road. "

Next, with Zhao Xiucai's deliberate plea, the two sides were almost calling each other brothers.

That night, Jiang Feng found the owner of the inn and opened a high price to buy the inn. Although the inn is not as high-end and elegant as the big shops in the capital, fortunately it can live in thirty-four families. The next day, Tiedin and Hunter had young women and children, and they all lived in the inn, with about twenty families, and the rest began to organize their luggage and equipment.

Chen Qianhu, who was already extremely disappointed, saw Jiang Feng coming to handle the handover procedures, burst into tears at the time. He looked at the attitude of kneeling down and kowtowing Jiang Feng. However, whenever Jiang Feng asked about Qianhu Office, he would stammer and keep silent.

The handover document should have been to count the military capital, the number of soldiers, and the defense of whether the official business is intact. The local government's procedures should be the remaining procedures of the local government. Only then can both sign and stamp the handover document. Only then can Jiang Feng officially take office.

However, Chen Qianhu is not even willing to go to Yantai Mountain anymore, and the negotiations can be completed step by step. However, what makes Chen Qianhu happy is that Jiang Feng just signed and stamped it on it, and he is not willing to say anything extra, so Chen Qianhu naturally wants it.

"Yantai Mountain guards thousands of households, with a fixed quota of 1,125 people, and a real quota of 745 people."

Jiang Feng just looked at the document of this number and signed his name on it without saying a word, and stamped it with a small bronze seal.
Chapter completed!