Chapter 771: The chicken to scare the monkey (Part 1) 10,000 words
"New Book of Tang·Bing Zhi" once said that in the early Tang Dynasty, the soldiers who guarded the border were called the army in the larger term, the guards in the smaller term, the city, the town, and the general term was Dao.
This "town" was originally an army guarding the border, but later it became a "fan town" that controlled military and political affairs.
The area near Huating Town is desolate, sparsely populated, and even less than ten percent of the cultivated land is completely desolate and barren. Therefore, almost along the line of Baoshan, Kunshan, and Guxian Mountain, not only a lot of land on the west side of Wusong River is within Huating Town, but also The area on the east side also belongs to Huating Town.
The area is no less than a quarter of Suzhou, but there are only a few thirty soldiers stationed here...
The total number of residents in Huating Town is only a few thousand, and almost all of them are located on the seaside across the Wusong River, making a living by boiling salt. However, there are no trees growing on the saline-alkali land, and the reed swamps used as fuel for boiling salt have been occupied by various aristocratic families, and they are not allowed to live there. The people cut down the trees and boiled the furniture with salt to make huge profits.
Riding a war horse around the dock, listening to Yang Xiuwu's tireless explanation, it seemed that this guy really planned to switch to Fang Jun's camp and secretly revealed the details of the Jiangnan nobles' various deeds in Huating Town...
When I arrived at a gentle slope not far from the pier, I stood on the slope and looked around. In front of me was an inlet close to the Wusong River. However, it had obviously been artificially repaired. There were bluestone protection on the surrounding slopes, forming a large pond. , and built a dam on the riverside to isolate the river, and built a sluice. As long as the river water in the pond was discharged through the gate on the other side, it turned out to be a shipyard.
Seeing Fang Jun looking around, Yang Xiuwu also knew that the wood shipped overnight from the riverside was good material for shipbuilding, so he introduced: "This is a shipyard. It is said that it was built during the Eastern Jin Dynasty and was used in the Southern Dynasty. It was repaired, but it was completely in decline during the Sui Dynasty."
Fang Jun looked at the surrounding terrain. Although he didn't understand infrastructure, he still had an idea of the natural conditions needed to build a shipyard. After a short look, he knew that this place only needed a little repair, and it would be a good location for a shipyard.
It's just that the Tang Dynasty obviously didn't pay enough attention to the navy, so such a complete shipyard was left to be shelved and abandoned. It can be seen that the success of several external naval battles in the middle of the Tang Dynasty was entirely due to the fact that the shipbuilding technology of the Tang Dynasty was too far ahead of the surrounding countries. Even if he inherited the wealth of the former Sui Dynasty, he would still beat up several neighbors with teeth everywhere!
But when Fang Jun's eyes moved to the area between the pond and the pier, his expression suddenly darkened.
Yang Xiuwu saw something bad and was about to say a few words of defense when he saw Fang Jun galloping down the hillside on his horse. He had no choice but to keep up with him. He begged his grandpa and grandma in his heart not to get mad...
Fang Jun held the riding crop in his hand and let the hooves of the horse under his crotch kick on the ground, his face as gloomy as water.
There is an open space in front of you, and a few ragged handymen are building houses piece by piece. Reeds cut from the reed marsh are mixed with clay to build low walls, and then thin walls are built on top. Covered with a mat made of reeds...
Is this fucking barracks built for my soldiers?
It's not even as good as a public toilet in a mountainous area, okay?
And even if it is such an extremely crude "toilet", which can neither protect the wind nor the rain, there are only about ten or twenty rooms at a glance. Fang Jun completely believes that these "toilets" must be the news that he was in Niuzhu After the victory over Jiji, Yang Xiuwu started construction in a hurry. Before that, Yang Xiuwu had no intention of acting in accordance with his instructions!
Do you all think that I have to be buried in Niuzhuji?
hehe……
Fang Junli ignored Yang Xiuwu who hurriedly came behind him, and rode away without saying a word.
Yang Xiuwu looked at Fang Jun's back and sighed helplessly, his expression uncertain...
He was a partial descendant of the Hongnong Yang family, and was not taken seriously in the clan. Moreover, the Hongnong Yang family was very depressed after the deaths of Yang Su and Yang Xuangan. They failed to gain enough benefits from the change of dynasties, and instead
Yang Xuangan's rebel strength was greatly damaged. Therefore, it was not easy for him to obtain the position of commander of Huating Town.
Although Huating Town is barren, Haiyu City and Suzhou, separated by a wall, are the most prosperous places in the south of the Yangtze River. As soon as Yang Xiuwu arrived here, he was conquered by the luxurious life and quickly fell into the arms of the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, helping to guard the families in the south.
The reed swamps along the coast of Huating Town are full of collusion.
It is not a secret in Jiangnan that the Jiangnan nobles want to kill Fang Jun in Niuzhuji, but due to various reasons, neither the Jiangnan nobles nor Fang Jun himself nor the central government have made it clear. Since Yang Xiuwu is one with the Jiangnan nobles
, Fang Jun's life and death itself has nothing to do with the Hongnong Yang family. The most important thing is that once Fang Jun arrives in Huating Town, his "local emperor" will come to an end. Yang Xiuwu is naturally happy that Fang Jun is slaughtered, so there is no
Take the letter sent by Fang Jun seriously.
As for building barracks and purchasing supplies, he forgot all about it, and all the money Fang Jun sent fell into his pocket...
When Fang Jun turned defeat into victory in Niuzhuji and became famous, Yang Xiuwu felt that something was not right. He lamented that his life as a "local emperor" who lived in drunken dreams and died leaning on the red and greenery was finally over. Suddenly, Fang Jun's
I completely forgot about the letter!
When the news came that Fang Jun had arrived in Haiyu City, Yang Xiuwu remembered the matter and quickly organized some handymen to build barracks. However, he would definitely not be able to purchase military supplies because he had already spent most of his money...
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This is how to do?
That Fang Jun is not a good person at all! If he uses this to punish himself, it is completely justified. Even if the Hongnong family speaks out, they may not be able to suppress Fang Jun!
In the crisis, Yang Xiuwu came up with a way to "pay debts with his own body"...
When he thought about it, Fang Jun's eyesight dimmed when he first arrived, so he had to have a confidant who was familiar with all kinds of inside stories, right? If he took refuge there, Fang Jun would definitely be happy, and his past small sins would naturally not be worth mentioning. Not only could he be out of danger,
, but being able to climb up to Fang Jun’s thick legs, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?
But Fang Jun's current performance made Yang Xiuwu feel a little unsure.
Yan Yan was smiling and smiling just now, but why did her face change in the blink of an eye?
Feeling apprehensive, Yang Xiuwu followed Fang Jun back to the barracks next to the dock.
Fang Jun was already sitting in the middle, his face gloomy.
Yang Xiuwu stood on one side with his hands tied up in fear, wondering in his heart whether Fang Jun was going to deal with him or accept his surrender.
Fang Jun picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip of tea. He lowered his eyelids and said, "General Yang, bring the town's account book and show it to me."
Yang Xiuwu's heart skipped a beat, checking the accounts?
No, this black-faced boy is trying to stop me!
His eyes were spinning wildly, thinking of ways to eliminate the danger, when a thunderous shout suddenly sounded in his ears.
"The general manager asked you to take the account books, why are you still standing there? Do you want to defy military law?"
Yang Xiuwu trembled with fright. When he turned around, he saw what he thought was a tall, round-waisted soldier standing next to him with a pair of bull's-eyes. He felt a sudden shock in his heart and said with a smile, "Liu Lieutenant, I will..."
He wanted to say, "My rank is higher than yours, can you be more polite?" However, before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly went black, and the edge of a big fist hit him hard in the face.
When I opened the door, I woke up and jumped wildly for a while, my head was buzzing, and I was about to fall down with an "ouch" in my voice.
Liu Renyuan took a step forward, neatly pinned Yang Xiuwu's arm behind his back, stepped on his back with his other foot, and forced him to kneel on the ground.
Yang Xiuwu finally came to his senses and shouted: "General manager, please spare me. I will ask someone to bring the account books right now..." Then he shouted out the door and asked someone to bring the account books quickly.
After a while, Shi, the mayor of the town with a deer-headed and rat-like figure and a thin body, tremblingly brought in a few account books and handed them to Liu Renyuan. He then wanted to turn around and retreat, but was kicked by Xi Jun on the other side and put him in the crook of his knee.
He howled and knelt on the ground, sweating profusely from the pain.
Fang Jun was naturally too lazy to check and reconcile the accounts. The army had talents brought from home who were proficient in arithmetic. Three times five divided two, and soon the accounts were clear.