Chapter 855 Palace Master, you have to go even if you don’t want to go
Author: Saragus
Chapter 855 Palace Master, you have to go even if you don’t want to go
In the early morning, blacksmith Zhao Yongshi left his house early, put his tools on his back, and ran to the market to wait for business.
He is a foreigner. He worked hard in Shenlin City with his wife and children for three years, and finally settled down in the north of the city.
Zhao Yongshi's craftsmanship is very good, but unfortunately he does not have his own workshop, so he can only work as a helper in other people's homes. He is clumsy and has a strong accent. He has to leave earlier than others and come back later in order to find work.
There were many people gathered in the market today, and Zhao Yong thought he was late.
When I walked closer, I saw that the Ministry of War was posting notices.
He came closer and saw a man in a long gown, who must be literate. He stepped forward and said, "Brother, what is written here?"
The man in the long gown stroked his long beard and said, "This is a message."
A young man next to him asked: "What is a statement?"
Zhao Yongshi looked at the young man. His name was Wu Zhanxiu, a laborer from his hometown.
The man in the long robe said: "The message is the book of war. This is the message for the Northern Expedition to conquer the slaves. I will read it for you."
The man in the long robe cleared his throat and read aloud: The slave chiefs of the northern border are descendants of the barbarians. They repeatedly invade the frontier and covet the Central Plains.
Thousands of border people were tortured by the captors, the men were reduced to withered bones under their hooves by their swords and axes, and the women were insulted by them and turned into barbaric women!
There is no flesh-and-blood person in the world who does not feel heartbroken and gnashed his teeth at the slave chieftain!
To avenge shame, how can we wait for another time to wash away the blood with blood? Today, the founder of the divine king, the master of personal rule, severely beat the slave chiefs, raised his people from water and fire, and regained the majesty of thousands of times! Eternal honors, the moment of contention, the announcement is far and near,
The messenger heard about it!"
After the man in the long robe read out a message, tears streamed down his face.
"Thousands of great rivers and mountains, how can we allow slaves and chiefs to trample on them! Even though I have reached the age of destiny, I am willing to join the army and promote the power of my country!"
Wu Zhanxiu laughed and said: "Brother, how old are you, why do you still want to join the army?"
While they were talking, two officers from the Ministry of War came over to post a recruitment notice. The man in a long gown stepped forward and said, "I would like to join the army."
The officer looked at the man, frowned and said, "How old are you?"
"Fifty to six!"
The officer smiled bitterly: "Don't join the army, just have the heart!"
The man hurriedly said: "I can read. I can copy and write when I get to the army. I also have some medical skills. I can be a medical officer."
In Qiancheng Country, it is not easy to find common people who can read.
The two officials discussed for a while and then said to the man: "Write your name first and go and collect the ten taels of salary. Whether or not to accept you depends on the captain's decision. If he doesn't accept you, you have to return the salary."
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The man in the long gown wrote down his name. His name was Zhou Shixue, and he was a boy who failed to pass the examination.
Wu Zhanxiu, a laborer, his eyes lit up and he stepped forward and asked, "Do I get ten taels of silver for joining the army?"
The Yamen almost nodded: "Here, cash."
"Then I'll join the army too!" Wu Zhanxiu rubbed his hands, not knowing how to write, so he gave his name, pressed his fingerprints, and received ten taels of silver.
Blacksmith Zhao Yongshi stepped forward and said: "Are you crazy? You are about to go to war. Why don't you want your life?"
A middle-aged man next to him laughed and said: "What kind of war is this? Let's just talk about it. When will we really dare to fight against the Tunu people?"
Wu Zhanxiu smiled and said, "What this elder brother is saying is to go north and make a fortune, take care of food, housing, and money. Why don't you do such a cost-effective thing?"
The officer yelled: "What are you yelling about? This time it's a real war! Let's fight!"
Wu Zhanxiu didn't dare to laugh anymore. He lowered his head and murmured to himself: "Just hit me. It means your life anyway. I have never seen silver in my life. I gave it ten taels at a time. It's not enough."
Looking at the silver in Wu Zhanxiu's hand, Zhao Yongshi was also a little jealous.
Wu Zhanxiu punched a fellow villager: "You can't go. You are different from me. I am a bachelor. You have a wife and children, so you can't go out and play!"
A sergeant came and called Wu Zhanxiu to go and assemble.
"Brother Zhao, when I come back, take this money and I'll get a wife too!"
Wu Zhanxiu left, and Zhao Yongshi stared at the notice called the Message for a long time.
He couldn't understand what Zhou Shixue was saying just now. He couldn't even understand what he was saying.
But thinking of the money in Wu Zhanxiu's hand, Zhao Yongshi always felt his heart tremble.
If I had ten taels of silver, I could build a workshop, and I would no longer have to come to the labor market to earn a living.
While he was looking at it, a government official came forward and said, "What, do you want to join the army?"
Zhao Yongshi quickly shook his head and said: "I just want to see, I don't want to join the army."
The officer looked at the tools on Zhao Yongshi's back and said, "We are also looking for craftsmen."
Zhao Yongshi put the tools behind him: "I, I am not a craftsman. I carry things for others. I still have a wife and children at home. I cannot join the army."
"You don't need to join the army. There is a workshop in the city. The big workers will be paid 200 cents, and the helpers will be given 100 cents. The white flour steamed buns are enough."
"Two hundred coins!" Zhao Yongshi trembled.
In Shenlin City, a blacksmith like him can earn fifty coins a day, which is considered a blessing.
They gave me two hundred coins.
"Where is the workshop?"
"The workshop is in the north of the city, so go early! If you go late, your wages will be halved, but I told you, the work there is hard... Hey! Hey! I haven't finished talking yet!"
Zhao Yongshi carried the equipment on his back and inquired all the way to the workshop.
When I arrived at the place, I reported my name. The person in charge was an old soldier, about fifty years old, with two scars on his face. It was said that he had served as a centurion in the army, so everyone called him Scar Centurion.
Scar Baifu looked at Zhao Yongshi and said, "Are you going to be a big worker?"
This look was so scary that Zhao Yongshi took two steps back and nodded.
"Can you hit the spearhead?"
Zhao Yongshi had never used a weapon before, but seeing everyone around him doing it, he said bravely: "Yes!"
Scar Baifu laughed and said, "If you say you can, I will believe you. I will shoot ten spearheads a day. If I shoot less, I will deduct your wages."
"What if there are more than ten?"
"Well, if you are capable, you will be rewarded after you finish the job!"
"I'm really good at it!" Zhao Yongshi put down his tools, imitated others, and started working immediately.
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In the Yuyao Palace, Liang Yuyao packed her bags and prepared for the expedition.
As an envoy, she originally did not have to participate in this war, but in order to show her sincerity in forming an alliance, Liang Yuyao took the initiative to invite her and took the Wuwei Battalion, Lantern Man, Qing Yi Guards, and Red Yi Guards with her to go north.
"Where is Zhi Qiong? Why haven't you seen anyone yet?"
Lin Qianniang said: "I just heard the news from Brother Xing. He asked us to leave first without waiting for him."
Liang Yuyao said bitterly: "This guy is usually in need of discipline, that is, I dote on him. If it were someone else, who would let him run around like this every day?"
Xu Zhiqiong went to the residence of the old Emperor Yuxian Yeguan.
Ye Guan had previously promised Hong Zhenji to accompany the army on the expedition, but after thinking about it carefully, if he went to fight with Qiancheng Kingdom, wouldn't he offend Tunu Kingdom?
In the future, if Qiancheng Kingdom no longer takes him in, he would like to defect to Tunutu, but the way will be blocked.
Qiancheng Weiwei, a third-level cultivator of Suzaku Shengdao, has put on his full military uniform and is ready to set off.
But Ye Guan is still hesitating whether to go or not.
Xu Zhiqiong helped him make a decision: "Palace Master, you have to go if you want to go, and you have to go if you don't want to go."
We call him Palace Master because his only legal status now is that of the Palace Master of Qiancheng Kingdom's Suzaku Palace.
Ye Guan looked at Xu Zhiqiong and said: "The war between Qiancheng and Tunu has nothing to do with me, Yu Xian."
"It's hard to say whether it has something to do with Yu Xian, but it must have something to do with you," Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile, "Qiancheng Shenjun went to the north for a personal expedition. You brought a third-grade cultivator to stay in Shenlin City. How about Qian Cheng?
Can Mr. Chengshen feel at ease?"
Ye Guan was very angry: "What does Marquis Yun mean by this? Is it possible that I can still seize Qiancheng's country? I regard Qiancheng as an ally and I am sincere from the beginning to the end."
"Don't call yourself a widower from now on, it's better to call yourself this palace," Xu Zhiqiong stood up and said, "I'm trying to persuade you, and I hope you can understand the deeper meaning. When Qiancheng Shenjun sends people to surround this place, it will be too late to go on an expedition.
Already."
Xu Zhiqiong took Chang Decai away from Yeguan's mansion, and while walking on the road, Chang Decai whispered: "Master, it's not difficult for the two of us to work together to clean up Jinqing.
Zhuque cultivator is good at fighting fiercely with large armies and fighting alone. He is no match for the two of us. As long as we get rid of Jin Qing, it will be easy to kill Yiguan."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "You underestimated someone."
Chang Decai was startled: "Do you mean you underestimated Yiguan? Why should such timid people overestimate him?"
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said, "I'm talking about Mo Chi."
Chang Decai was puzzled: "What does this have to do with Mo Chi? Isn't he determined to make an alliance with Daxuan?"
Xu Zhiqiong sighed: "You don't know Mo Chi's mind. Now that he has formed an alliance with Daxuan, he is probably forced by the situation. He wants to wipe out the Gu clan and kill Ye Guan. Mo Chi's throne will be secure, and Yu Xian's wealth will last ten years.
If we gather a large number of people within the country, our national strength may be no less than that of Daxuan.
If he wants to go north by then, war will break out between the two countries. The outcome will be uncertain, but the people in both places will suffer.
Mo Chi was worried that Ye Guan was still alive. Although he was not a stable emperor, the people in the two places were much more stable.
If the Qiancheng Kingdom is hostile to Daxuan, it must kill Yiguan, but now the Qiancheng Kingdom is under control, and leaving Yiguan alone will benefit everything and not cause any harm."
Chang Decai was stunned for a long time. He didn't expect Xu Zhiqiong to think so far into this matter.
Xu Zhiqiong took Chang Decai to the Punishment Department and entered Chengfeng Tower.
"Old Chang, there's a war."
"Master, let's go and fight first."
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Late at night, the exhausted Zhao Yongshi returned home, and his wife complained repeatedly: "Where have you been? You came back so late! There were so many official officials walking around on the street, I thought there were monsters again!"
Zhao Yongshi smiled and said: "It's not about monsters, it's about fighting. There's going to be a Maosha fight in the north."
"When people are fighting, what do you do?"
"I'm going to make weapons for the army, and I'll be paid for it."
The wife scolded a few more words, took out a bowl of paste from the kitchen and said, "Drink it quickly, it's already cold."
Zhao Yongshi shook his head, took out two hundred and thirty large sums of money and handed it to his wife.
"I'm full. I earned the white flour steamed buns I ate. You can buy noodles tomorrow and steam the steamed buns at home!"
The wife took the copper coins and counted them several times: "Why did you give me so many coins? Are you going tomorrow?"
"Go!" Zhao Yongshi fell on the straw mat and smiled naively, "I'll make three hundred big bucks and come back tomorrow!"