Cheng Chumo stood in front of the village, watching the carriage arrive before it stopped, and the driver pulled the reins.
The cold wind made the horse feel uncomfortable and kept snoring.
There were two coughs in the carriage, and when the coughing stopped, the man came out.
The person who got off the carriage was none other than Shangguan Yi. He was not wearing official uniform when he came, but a thin commoner.
Cheng Chumo handed over a thick coat, "Don't catch a cold."
"I didn't feel cold when I came here." Shangguan Yi took the coat and put it on. Lishan's large cotton coat was always thick, and when it was put on, it was as warm as a quilt wrapped around the body.
First, he looked around and saw that there were many bonfires burning in the Longwu Army camp in the distance.
It was quiet everywhere, Shangguan Yi whispered: "Where is the county prince?"
Cheng Chu silently pointed to the bonfire behind.
When I got closer, I realized that the people sitting by the bonfire were the King of Wei and the Marquis of the County.
The two of them were roasting duck.
Li Tai smiled and said: "Sit down."
Originally, Shangguan Yi was a little nervous. After all, this was the first time he came back after leaving Lishan.
Cheng Chumo pulled him back and he sat down.
The roast duck is roasting over the fire, sizzling with fat.
Cheng Chumo looked into the dark night again. This conversation could not be heard by others.
The four founding team of Braised Pork Gang are here.
Cheng Chumo took out a roll of cloth with a message written on it and whispered: "Something happened in Fusu County, Lizhou. We two gangs of braised pork guys got into a fight. The cause was the farm belonging to the Taiyuan clan leader Zheng.
After returning to the government, some people suspected that the county magistrate had collected benefits privately and the acres of land were not divided equally."
"Then the county magistrate was kidnapped by our people. Later it was found that the matter had nothing to do with the magistrate. The two gangs had differences. In fact, since our gang dispersed, the braised pork business is still going on, but the disbanded gang does not
many."
The words were spoken so low that only each other could be heard clearly in the cold wind.
Shangguan Yi rubbed his hands together. He didn't dare to put them near the fire to keep warm. Although he was from Lishan, his status was different.
The current status of the county prince is different from that before, and his worries and thoughts are also different. Now he is Zuocheng, the minister.
The young ministers who were in high positions were in control of the powerful weapons of the country and 50% of the manpower in Guanzhong. The livelihood of half of the labor force in Guanzhong was in the hands of Lishan.
In the past, Lishan was just a small fight, but now Zhang Yang has embarked on a different path, and it is no longer the same as before.
That is to say, for people like this, I am afraid that few people will dare to offend Lishan in the future.
From the moment Lishan took control of human resources, even if Zhang Yang had no real power, Lishan had become a part of the country, and even His Majesty had to give Lishan some slack.
If Zhang Yang stamps his feet, many fortifications in Chang'an City will not be able to continue.
Your Majesty's fear of Lishan is no longer a quarrel between the emperor, his ministers, and his son-in-law.
As long as one of the emperor and Lishan loses control, Guanzhong will be filled with blood.
God knows how big Zhang Yang's plot is. With his current age and means, the manpower in Guanzhong is probably not enough for him to carry out.
Needless to say, Wei Wang Li Tai has followed Zhang Yang since he became famous. Zhang Yang is a relative, and it is normal for him to interact with the prince.
There is also Cheng Chumo, who is the life and death friend of His Highness the King of Wei and Zhang Yang.
Li Tai tore off a duck wing and chewed it by himself, "What about the aftermath of this incident?"
Cheng Chumo replied: "The county magistrate has been released, but our manpower is in civil strife. We are not sure. We are not sure."
Zhang Yang put the roasted duck down and said: "You are not allowed to eat these five. I will take them back to make a midnight snack for the children."
Cheng Chumo looked at the six ducks on the shelf and said with a smile: "You have so many chicken and duck pens in Lishan, you can't finish them even if you eat three or five."
Zhang Yang said with a smile: "The duck roasted by me is my favorite among the children."
Li Tai suddenly said: "We are all fathers, we all understand."
Shangguan Yi cupped his hands and said, "Congratulations to the County Marquis for having another child."
The atmosphere of the conversation between the few people became much more relaxed, and they added firewood to the fire to make it more prosperous.
A group of Longwu Army officers and soldiers ran past quickly. They were on patrol at night to change defenses.
Li Tai chewed the duck wings in his mouth, spit out the broken bones, and said: "I didn't clean up the place at the beginning, and I didn't scatter the people away."
Shangguan Yi nodded and said: "Normally, Lishan takes out more than two hundred pots of soy sauce every month. Since the newly brewed soy sauce is mostly salty, they will be blended with water and then divided again. Now the braised pork outside is not used.
Just pork.”
"The lower official thought the business could continue, but this trend cannot continue."
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "There is no endless banquet in this world. It is enough that some people know about the braised pork gang. There will be such a group of people in this world who punish rape and eliminate evil, but these people will no longer be exposed in front of others and sell braised pork gang."
Meat can continue to be sold, and Lishan can continue to produce soy sauce. I will ask Ding Liu to add more people."
Li Tai kept talking while listening. His mouth was already full of fat from eating duck meat.
"Three to two hundred people are enough to stay. Let the rest disperse. In the future, the backbone of the gang will no longer be assigned subordinates. They will walk alone in the world and do what they have done before, but the number cannot be larger."
"In short, fairness, justice and justice are our beliefs. It is not our style to recruit the masses to expand our power. Even if we are still reluctant and unwilling, we will leave."
Zhang Yang said in a low voice: "Leave this matter to Brother Shangguan. Chumo, you will listen to Brother Shangguan in everything."
"Here."
After that, Zhang Yang picked up the roast duck, patted Shangguan Yi on the shoulder, and whispered to him: "This is the last thing you do for the Braised Pork Gang."
Shangguan Yi quickly raised his hands and said, "Here."
The central government has noticed this force. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, there was great chaos, the population of the Central Plains was declining, and there was also chaos among aristocratic families. Fortunately, it was put out quickly enough.
There can be no more chaos in the Central Plains. It is time for so many people to return to their hometowns and return to their normal lives.
Since this seed was planted by Lishan, Lishan also had to cut down this forest.
Tonight, Shangguan Yi stayed in Lishan and stayed in his previous room. He looked at the oil lamp beside him and thought for a long time before he started writing about the dissolution of the Braised Pork Gang.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhang Yang walked back to the mountain holding a lantern. The cold wind was howling on the mountain, but the home was still warm and smelled good.
Li Yue is watching her son and daughter write.
When I saw that my father was back and saw the shiny roast duck, I lost the mood to continue writing.
Li Yue said helplessly: "That's all for today, let's eat."
Xiao Qingqing grinned, tore off a duck leg and ate it.
Zhang Yang shouted outside the house: "It's time to eat roast duck."
Xiao Wu, Xiao Hui, Li Lizhi and their younger brothers and sisters walked out of the house and ran over quickly.
The originally peaceful home suddenly became noisy again.
Zhang Yang noticed his wife's eyes. She didn't say anything. Her eyes seemed to say, just pamper them.
After the ducks were finished, Li Yue finished cleaning up the house, and the two aunts took the children to wash up.
Zhang Yang stood in the bedroom, looking at the bed in a daze.
"Auntie said that they have to sleep in separate beds recently." Li Yue said while holding the newborn Sanqiu.
Zhang Yang had no choice but to pick up the quilt and go to the study.
The bed in the study room would creak when it was under weight. Zhang Yang lowered his body and looked at the bottom of the bed. He would repair it again when he found something.
Snorings were heard one after another in the bear den. The bears were snoring, and the other bears in the house were also snoring.
Not feeling sleepy at the moment, Zhang Yang stood in front of the desk and raised the wick of the oil lamp to make the fire brighter. Looking out the window, he could see the lights in his younger brothers and sisters' rooms being extinguished one after another.
After several adjustments to Lishan's paper, the paper turned light yellow instead of the dark brown color before.
Spreading out a piece of paper, Zhang Yang drew a drawing of a large-caliber flintlock gun. This kind of gun is very powerful, but its lethality is limited at a distance of more than a hundred meters.
For a hunter holding a musket, the range of the gun can be increased by 100 meters, and he will be more confident in shooting his prey.
The sound of wind outside the house is still there, and the night breeze will leak in through the gaps in the windows.
It was late at night, so I blew out the oil lamp. The moon's position had reached the west. It was a new moon tonight, and the moonlight could still reflect the pond water.
I always feel that the moon in the Tang Dynasty is closer to the earth. There is a saying that the moon moves away from the earth by a certain distance every year. This distance is not far and it is not easy to detect.
But on a scale of a thousand years, this feeling is obviously much greater.
After taking a sip of hot tea, I felt sleepy.
He quietly opened the bedroom door and saw his wife and child sleeping soundly.
The pendulum clock at home has been ticking regularly.
After so many years, she still had the habit of kicking the quilt off. Zhang Yang covered her with the quilt and then got up and went back to the study to rest.
The next day, it was still dark, and my biological clock told me that it was time to get up.
The county prince is always the first to get up in his family. No matter how late he slept last night, he will always wake up at a fixed time.
After stretching my muscles, I started running in the morning, along the mountainside halfway up the mountain. I deliberately changed my route these days and stopped by to see the construction of the railway.
After Yan Liben got used to the construction of Lishan, he struggled to keep up with his understanding. Recently, he couldn't let go of the book, eating a piece of cake and sitting by the railway to study.
Zhang Yang didn't want to look at him anymore. Every time he looked at him, he felt like he was back in the college entrance examination period.
Now Yan Liben is immersed in the ocean of knowledge, frantically absorbing the knowledge he needs.
Physics, mathematics, and geometry are the missing parts of this era. Yan Liben can draw pictures and create things, but he has never studied them in such a detailed way.
Listening to his own breathing, he walked a little further and found the garrison camp of the Longwu Army.
The smoke here carries the aroma of breakfast, and there are a lot of shouts.
When I ran here, I felt hungry.
After the morning run, the younger brothers and sisters woke up and sat down to eat with their hair disheveled.
Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui were still busy with today's production schedule, so Li Lizhi arranged courses for them.
The construction of the new home will continue, so Zhang Yang prepared stones and wood, which are the remaining building materials for his daughter's new home.
The bell tower built on the mountainside is different from the bell tower in Chang'an City.
This will be the first bell tower with hour hands in the Tang Dynasty.
In October of the eleventh year of Zhenguan, a group of rangers came to the border of Lizhou.
Wearing civilian clothes and carrying no weapons, they walked into the city of Lizhou and asked some questions to the officers and soldiers here.
The leader is called Fan Hong. He used to be a member of the army. After retiring from the army, he worked as a coolie in the industry, which can be regarded as a source of income.
Because he had military exploits and connections in the army, he was quickly favored by General Cheng Chumo.
He has also become the backbone of the upper echelons, one of the few absolute top brass of the Braised Pork Gang, someone who can meet General Cheng Chumo.
Fan Hong was over forty years old and looked very strong. His eyes as big as copper bells scanned the surroundings.
He dispersed the hands of the people around him and heard the officers and soldiers' statements again in his ears.
The population in Lizhou City is not large, but when a stranger enters the city, it attracts the attention of the residents here, especially the strong man in the lead, who glares with a terrifying glare.
After the officers and soldiers finished speaking, Fan Hong raised his hands and said in a loud voice: "Thank you for your work."
The officer and soldier smiled dryly, waved their hands, and said politely: "If you can take the person away, we will be very grateful."
Led by officers and soldiers, Fan Hong walked into a street.
Even though Fan Hong was dressed in civilian clothes, the officers and soldiers were all polite to him. Without him, it was just because of his muscular body and his imposing manner.
Coupled with the current situation in Lizhou City, the officers and soldiers did not dare to make mistakes.
The braised pork gang has become a troublesome existence here. They don't do evil, but they act vigorously and resolutely.
After asking about the reason, it turned out that the Braised Pork Gang in Lizhou split into two factions, and they often fought among themselves.
"This is it."
Seeing the officers and soldiers pointing to a house, Fan Hong said again: "You don't need to follow."
The officer said again: "But there are more than fifty people here."
"I don't need you, don't cause trouble." Fan Hong pushed the door in alone with a straight face. As soon as he entered the house, someone quickly closed the door from the inside.
The officers and soldiers stood outside at a loss and had no choice but to wait.
The clerk on the side asked: "Who are these people?"
"Don't ask, I can't afford to offend these people."
In the courtyard, Fan Hong was surrounded by people as soon as he entered the door. He didn't care about the people around him, and his eyes fell on a thin man in the courtyard.
"I thought it was someone who came, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Fan."
Fan Hong glanced at the brothers around him. These people took a step back one after another. There was fear in their eyes.
Therefore, just standing here, the strong man has a chilling evil aura.
Fan Hong sat down, looked at the thin man in front of him, and said loudly: "Why are you making trouble?"
The other party replied: "A certain family sent a letter to Chang'an City, but I didn't check it clearly."
Fan Hong took out a cloth bag. The cloth bag fell heavily on the table and the sound of the silver cakes could be heard clinking. He said loudly: "Brothers, after taking the silver, go back to your hometown. Don't get together in the future."
The thin man slapped the table and shouted, "What do you mean?"
Fan Hong said in a deep voice: "What Chang'an City means is that you are no longer members of the gang."
Seeing the people surrounding him, Fan Hong's momentum was still strong and he continued: "Not only your manpower here, but also Fan Yang, Shuofang, Liaodong, Taiyuan, Dengzhou and other places will be dispersed."
"Does it mean Chao Zhong?" someone suddenly asked.
Fan Hong continued: "It's not what Chaozhong means, it's what Chang'an means."
"Chang'an, Chang'an! A certain family has been working here for five years! I don't know who they are working for now."