Zhao Tinglei was not the heir apparent of the Hou Mansion, so he did not have to stay in the Hou Mansion in the capital. He followed his father to the northwest border when he was thirteen years old.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he has watched his third brother grow up, and his affection is no less than that of his father.
As brothers, we know even more.
Although his father loved his third brother, he was still a general in the Wu Dynasty. He did not want a powerful Di tribe to be born on the border.
In order to prevent the Wuda tribe from threatening the Wu Dynasty, his father always pampered his beautiful son and never taught him anything about the court.
I even hope that after he leads the tribe, he will marry a woman from the Wu Dynasty and be attached to the Wu Dynasty for the rest of his life and be loyal to the Wu Dynasty.
But I don’t think so.
Although the ancient saying goes, "Brothers working together can cut through metal."
But there is also a saying: "You cannot hang yourself on the same tree."
In my opinion, it is not a good thing for the whole family to follow the same path.
The third brother also has the blood of the Zhao family, and his aunt and cousin are also in the Wu Dynasty palace.
But he is also from the Di tribe, and he is a child that the Hou family will never dare to admit.
Moreover, if this handle is seized by the opponent, the Zhenbei Army will once again be in a dilemma.
Fortunately, the third brother was obviously unwilling to live a mediocre life. He asked for military orders from him, secretly went to the guard station under the Zhenbei Army to study, and now he proposed to move to Mida Valley.
The Zhenbei Army had been tied to the prince for a long time, and their situation was not as solid as gold or iron.
As the future leader of the Di tribe, the third brother had better find another way out.
Most of the time, I can't stand up to my father, and I can't do much to help my third brother.
Now secretly sending armor and swords is like letting the eagle fly back into the blue sky.
I hope that the third brother will make great achievements in the grassland. When the time comes, the two brothers can work together to crush the Dilu royal court, expand the territory, and jointly control the northwest territory.
Zhao Tinlei opened the map again and his finger stopped at Broken Gold Town.
Since last time Lauren reported that no gold mine was found, he put this place down.
The third brother is right. Although the Mida River Valley has penetrated deep into the heart of the grassland, there is a Yellow Sand River connected to Suijin Town. As long as it does not fall into a tight siege, there is still a glimmer of hope.
It's just that... Broken Gold Town also has shortcomings as a retreat.
It is located deep in the mountains and can only station a hundred troops.
The river is rugged and difficult to navigate, and once there is heavy rain in summer, the river water swells, and this escape route is gone.
Ruijin Town has been abandoned by the local government and is far away from the border. Logistics and military supply support must not be able to keep up.
Thinking of this, Zhao Tinglei rang the bell to call the messenger.
"Instruct the quartermaster, the defense of the three guard posts of Ruijin, Guangbao and Qinggang to be upgraded to level three, and the military pay, food and grass should be replenished as soon as possible."
"Yes, Lord Chihu!"
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After Luo Baihu promised to pay one day later, the salary dispute at Suijin Clinic ended temporarily.
Back at Baolinju, Song Zhenping was worried. He felt that his more than two hundred wages would not be enough.
Song Dekui said calmly and comforted: "Daping, you are in Ruijin Town, and the guard station will not run away. You can go get it at any time, so why worry."
Song Zhenping forced a smile. He had never seen money before, and he only thought about how much grain and oil he could buy with two hundred coins.
When she came back, Song Liyun was still picking acorn shells, but she was thinking about ways Luo Baihu could raise funds.
In front of everyone, Luo Baihu didn't say much, but Song Liyun could see his uncontrollable rage.
Tomorrow, what should we do if the guard office can't get the money tomorrow?
If the guard reneges on his debt, he, a military householder, will also be scolded.
Suddenly, the conversation between Song Dekui and Song Zhenping came: "Daping, I don't want the salary anymore, I'll leave it to you. You can take it when the Wei Institute pays. Anyway, the Wei Institute is in debt. You and Xiaoyun
It’s easy to talk to in the camp.”
Song Liyun's heart moved. People here care about face, borrowing money is embarrassing, and they don't have the bad habit of "the boss is the one who owes money".
If you want to get closer to Wei Suo, this is also an opportunity.
The total amount of silver that Song Liyun collected from Song Lao'er's family now totals thirty taels, plus three golden beans, the total of the two boxes should be as much as fifty taels.
It's just that it's not easy to take out this money casually.
After thinking for a moment, Song Liyun found an opportunity to talk to Song Dekui alone like this.
Song Dekui's eyes widened: "Xiaoyun, did you really find the money jar in the house?"
Song Liyun nodded heavily: "Yes, Uncle Kui can't tell anyone. Even my brother doesn't know about this."
Song Dekui pursed his lips: "Humph, what do you think your Uncle Kui is? I'm not three years old and don't know the importance."
He had also heard about silver being dug out of abandoned houses. There were often silver altars buried in those old houses.
Daping doesn’t know either, should he tell him?
He thought about Song Zhenping's temper when things happened, and shook his head: Xiaoyun has been stronger than Daping all the way, and will not harm the brothers, so he should listen to her.
"Hey! Xiaoyun, you said you wanted the guard office to issue the IOU..."
"Yes, Uncle Kui, this must make the Weisuo think of it. We secretly purchase the IOUs. When we come to collect the money later, the migrant workers have already left, and the Weisuo will not say anything."
Song Liyun told the story again. She wanted to wait for the guard station to issue the IOU and then quietly collect the IOU among the migrant workers.
Song Dekui blinked his eyes and muttered: "It's really troublesome! Why don't you just lend the money to the Wei Institute?"
Song Liyun rolled her eyes at him: "Uncle Kui, we said we were poor and were willing to join the military household, but then we took out dozens of taels of silver. Do you think the guard station will suspect that we have other evil intentions?
Besides, this house was given by Wei. If Wei says that the property he found will be confiscated, and if he opens his mouth and takes back the money as well, we will be in a loss and the cooked duck will fly."
Song Dekui expressed his understanding for Song Liyun's loan of money to the guard station. Xiaoyun Daping and others had just arrived in Suijin Town, and if they wanted to gain a foothold here, it would be best to find a backer.
But this IOU is too troublesome to come and go. I am leaving anyway, so I will help them again!
"Xiaoyun, I will go to Luo Baihu right now and directly tell the police that the money is mine and lend it to the guard. I will transfer the IOU to you for collection, so that the guard will know that you are not alone.
I'll say hello to Brother Zhou Gelin again and ask them to pay more attention to you, and you can go to them if you need anything."
Brother Zhou Gelin was also a small banner of the Wei Institute. The Suijin Institute was a hundred-household establishment with ten small banners and ten people in each banner. Xue Zhuang was once a small banner.
These two people were from a large motorcade, and they had gotten along with Uncle Kui, who they had known each other for twenty days, and became like brothers.
Song Liyun was instantly moved.
This cheap uncle is really good. He has two more acquaintances in the health center, so if you have any news, you can find someone to ask.
The next second, Song Dekui's request made her instantly break through the power:
"Xiaoyun, do you still have any leftover rice sticks? Give me some so that my family can try them when I get home. I also put some acorn cakes in jars to eat on the road. And..."
Song Dekui said a lot of things unceremoniously, and Song Liyun couldn't laugh or cry, so he naturally agreed to everything.
Song Dekui was restless and made up his mind, so he went to the guardhouse that day.