An old Tibetan man stubbornly raised a spear and stood at the front of the group of women and children, preparing to make the final resistance.
"Those who dare to resist the army will die!" Zhao Hao issued the military order coldly, and the running cavalry stepped over the old man without hesitation. Before that, his body was already covered with crossbow arrows...
The cavalry ignored the wailing women and children who were running away, bypassed them and stepped on the cold river water to continue chasing the strong Tibetans, who were the main culprits in killing the Song people.
The Tubo people have never been a race that is good at swimming. They don't know that the thick sheepskin coats will drag them into the bottom of the water. Even if they hold some wood, they cannot avoid such a fate.
Zhao Hao watched the Tubo people sinking into the water one after another, with nothing but ice in his eyes. The Tubo people who were closer to the river bank were pulled out of the water by the ropes thrown by the cavalry around their necks.
One of the strongest Tibetan people seemed to have succeeded. He carried a piece of wood down the river, and after a near-death experience, he finally crossed the ten-foot-wide river and climbed exhausted to the land on the other side.
It was obvious that he was not a qualified warrior. If he were a warrior, he would know that the distance of ten feet is still within the range of the crossbow.
He stood up and wanted to roar at the cavalry on the opposite side to vent his anger, but he saw the cavalry in black armor on the opposite side raised the crossbow in his hand. He heard the sound of the crossbow machine and saw the crossbow coming from the crossbow.
Three crossbow arrows flew out of him, and he had no time to dodge. All three crossbow arrows were nailed to his broad chest...
The cavalry drove the women and children from a distance, and the deputy team whispered: "According to the rules of the West Yunnan Grassland Guizhifu, these people should all be executed!"
Zhao Hao took off his helmet and looked at the lamb-like women and children and said coldly: "Close the case. All the murderers have been killed. Take all these people to Guizhi Mansion. We are soldiers, not agents of Guizhi Mansion. We want to kill them."
Let them kill women and children. Proud soldiers can’t kill women and children. Don’t let our reputation be stained!”
The deputy nodded and said: "That's true. Our duty is to guard the grassland, not to hunt down thieves or murderers."
After escorting this group of criminals for two full days, they arrived at the location of the Guizhi Mansion on the shores of Tianying Lake. After a winter and half of spring, this place turned into a relatively prosperous town, with an extremely simple road.
The streets are full of herds of cattle and sheep and small traders carrying goods.
Zhao Hao even saw a small brothel at the end of the street. On the two-story wooden building, several scantily clad women kept waving to Zhao Hao and the others.
A fat businessman diligently grabbed the reins of Zhao Hao's war horse and said: "General, you look like a warrior who has returned from victory. Why did you capture some serfs? If the general is willing, I am willing to pay a high price to buy them. I will never let the general suffer a loss."
!”
Zhao Hao leaned down and said: "Did you know that these people just killed their former master? Oh, you may know He Yisheng's steward! He was nailed to the chest with a wooden stake and bled to death. Why, you still want to
Want these serfs?"
The fat on the fat businessman's face trembled and he said: "Since I have seen blood, I still don't want it. The Tibetan people are like tigers. Once they are stained with blood, they will become bloodthirsty in the future. If you can't use it, you still want it."
Take it to Fa-rectification, it’s a pity, why did you kill someone when you were doing well..."
Zhao Hao saw the fat businessman walking away muttering, and sneered as he was about to leave. Suddenly he heard someone calling his name above him. When he looked up, he realized it was Zhao Ting. He was lying disheveled among a group of prostitutes, with his clothes open.
Smile at yourself.
Zhao Hao shook his head and pointed his riding whip at the captured Tubo women and children, indicating that he had important matters at hand and had no time to hang out in brothels.
Zhao Ting turned around and jumped down from the brothel and said with a smile: "Brother Sixteen, what a good thing, the two Bo women in the building are so protruding that it makes people angry. I have taken care of them all and escorted the prisoners."
Just leave the matter to Lao Yang, and we brothers will be relaxed and relaxed."
Zhao Hao frowned and said: "I remember that when you went to a brothel, you usually liked people who knew everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you despised those who sold meat on the street. How come you like this now?"
Zhao Ting said with a smile: "My little brother was sent by the general to station in the inhospitable place of Xiaosong Mountain for half a year. After I came back, I saw that sows all have double eyelids, so how dare I pick one."
Zhao Hao helped his brother adjust his clothes and said: "Stop playing, aunt and others are worried about us in the capital. We paid such a high price to temper ourselves. Do you still remember what His Majesty asked us with tears in his eyes?"
The Zhao family has reached its most dangerous period, and now is not the time to play around. After the prince officially succeeds to the throne, I will accompany you to the largest brothel in Tokyo to fool around."
Zhao Ting said with a smile: "What I see is different from what you see, brother. I only see that the Song Dynasty is prospering now. The army is invincible across the world. In the future, our brothers will be able to drive the army across the world.
"
Zhao Hao shook his head and said: "We in the Jingxi Army will naturally feel this way, do you know? Cao Rong was defeated and died in Jianchang Mansion. More than 2,000 people from the 4,000-strong army fled back. Cao Rong's own leader
He was cut off by people from Dali and sent to Tokyo. It was assumed that he was killed by bandits. The queen was furious and asked the Privy Council to order us to march into Dali."
Zhao Ting said with a smile: "Cao Rong should have died a long time ago. It is indeed a good thing to survive until spring. Besides, it is the queen who is angry, not your majesty. Even if she gets angry again, it has nothing to do with me. We only have so many people. Gu
Once we have the grassland, we can no longer take care of Dali. The commander-in-chief even made his own name into a flag to help Jianchang Prefecture. What else should we do?
Let's go, my brother will accompany you on your errands first, and then we can have a nice drink. I exchanged a pot of good wine from that bastard Monkey..."
The chief official of the Guizhi Mansion is Peng Jiu. His duty is to mediate disputes on the grassland. He used to be Liang Ji, but after Peng Jiu lost the guessing game, he became him.
Zhao Hao and Zhao Ting entered the lobby of Guizhi Mansion and found Peng Jiu with his feet up on the table and a huge marching kettle in his hand, drinking wine. The lobby was filled with the strong aroma of wine.
Zhao Ting sat down on Peng Jiu's table and asked Peng Jiu for a drink with a shy face.
Peng Jiu handed the wine bottle to Zhao Ting, looked at Zhao Hao who was standing there and said, "You are not as interesting as your brother. If you have anything to do, you can just handle it yourself. Do you have to come here to bother me?"
Zhao Hao said in a deep voice: "General, I have discovered that murders and defections on the grasslands are becoming more and more frequent. If this continues, it will lead to great chaos. I would like to ask the general how to deal with the Tibetan serfs captured today."
"
Peng Jiu looked at Zhao Ting sitting on the table and said, "What time are you getting up?"
Zhao Ting took her mouth off the kettle and smiled: "It was five times before, and this is the sixth time."
Peng Jiu smiled and said: "Yes, grandma, six rich people have died. This is not easy to handle. That bastard from the Beijing Chamber of Commerce called bullshit came to question me twice, and now something happened again.
That bitch may come back again."
Zhao Hao saw Peng Jiu talking about him and frowned: "General, these six serf rebellions all happened to the serfs who were farming, but nothing happened to the herdsmen who were herding. From this point of view,
These Tubo people are not suitable for farming, but are only suitable for grazing. The merchants in Beijing and Luzhou have tortured the Tubo people too much, so it is inevitable that this kind of thing will happen."
Peng Jiu touched his thick stubble, looked at Zhao Hao and said with a smile: "Tell me, what should I do about this matter? Being old and dead is not an option."
As he spoke, he took the wine bottle from Zhao Ting's mouth and put it into Zhao Hao's hand.
Zhao Hao raised his neck and took a big gulp of strong wine. He spit out the smell of alcohol and said decisively: "Just do whatever you have to do. Those who know how to farm will farm, and those who know how to herd will herd. Recently, a large number of Bo people have moved in."
, they like farming and know how to farm, so merchants who set up farms should hire them, and the Tubo people should go herding.
These Bo people are all Song Dynasty people with household registration. Their own land is not enough for farming. They rent some land from merchants and farm it. They are no different from the Song Dynasty people in the pass. On the one hand, they increase their income, and the merchants also have income.
, and dare not force the people of the Song Dynasty to sell their Tibetan people who cannot farm to merchants who open ranches, wouldn’t everyone be happy in this way?”
Peng Jiu's eyes lit up. He took Zhao Hao's hand and said happily: "Damn, I have so many talents under my command. I just discovered it now. Congratulations, kid. You have been promoted. You will be the chief officer of Guizhi Mansion from now on."
Already."
After saying that, he took out a seal from his arms and slapped it on Zhao Hao's hand, laughing. Zhao Ting winked and congratulated his sixteenth brother on his promotion.
Zhao Hao said in surprise: "How can the important weapon of the country be given and received in such a private way?"
Peng Jiu said angrily: "I got this unfortunate job from guessing. Don't you agree? Let me hold it for you, otherwise I will send you to Xiaosong Mountain!"
Zhao Ting pushed her 16th brother to the seat with great discernment, turned around and said to the angry Peng Jiu: "General, there are two young ladies in Xiaochunlou, why don't you and your subordinates come together?
Go and see something?”
Peng Jiu turned from anger to joy and quickly asked: "Sure enough?"
Zhao Ting laughed and said: "Of course, my subordinates are also considered to be good at reading flowers in the capital. How can they be mistaken?"
Peng Jiu shouted loudly: "Why don't you hurry up and lead the way? Take this general to see..."
Zhao Hao watched Peng Jiu and Zhao Ting leave, then looked at the chief clerk who was slowly drinking tea in the side hall, and said helplessly to the chief clerk: "Bring up all the files since the establishment of the Guizhi Mansion."
The chief secretary of the Western Beijing Army was not surprised by the change of officers in front of him. These people valued military positions extremely highly, but did not care about the civilian positions assigned by the army. After a meal of wine and a game of gambling,
It is very likely that your superior will be replaced. This kind of person is usually the person above the corpse. It is really strange to suddenly have a superior who wants to read the file. (To be continued)