Han Qian and the others arranged a wooden building with gantry railings.
Zhao Wuji, Tian Cheng, and Gao Shao all had their weapons taken away when they entered the stronghold. Only Han Qian received some courtesy. Feng Jin did not ask him to take the sword from his waist. He probably thought that the sword was just a decoration for Han Qian.
In front of and behind the building, there were dozens of village soldiers watching. It was expected that Ji Kun's residence in Jingyun Village would be the same.
Han Qian stood in front of the window and had a better view of the valley on the south side of Jingyun Village. He turned around and asked Zhao Wuji, Tian Cheng and Gao Shao: "If I give you five hundred elites, how can you capture Jingyun?"
Village?"
"It is absolutely impossible to attack from the mouth of Jingyun River. The terrain is too dangerous and narrow. Not to mention that there will be interceptions along the way. Even in front of the village, there is no room to deploy troops. Unless we can go around the valley behind, five hundred elites may be able to
Give it a try." Tian Cheng said.
"The terrain seems to be easier when we go around Langxi, but there is no existing road. To open a passage in the deep mountains and old forests, it will take more than three to five hundred people to complete it in three to five months!" Gao Shao shook his head and said.
, I don’t think there is much chance of winning by storming Jingyun Village before mastering absolute strength.
Both Tian Cheng and Gao Shao had served as mid- and low-level generals in the enemy armies of Da Chu and had experience in small and medium-sized offensive and defensive battles. This was something that Zhao Wuji, Lin Zongjing and others at this time were not as good as.
Seeing that the security in Jingyun Village was very tight and deception was useless, both Tian Cheng and Gao Shao felt that they wanted to attack by force, but even if they were willing to pay a heavy price, they might not be able to succeed.
Han Qian smiled slightly.
At this time, two soldiers came up and went around from the corridor outside the house to guard the south window. They seemed to have seen Han Qian and the others standing at the window and poked their heads at what they meant, so they simply arranged for someone to come over and guard, to dissuade Han Qian and the others.
attempt.
"Hey, come here." Gao Shao walked to the door, gestured and shouted to one of the soldiers, beckoning him to come over.
"How many of Ji Kun's subordinates are in the village? How many days have they been here?" Han Qian stood at the window and hid behind Gao Bao, making sure that his figure was not seen by people outside, and asked Gao Bao in a low voice.
"I heard that Ji Kun had been in contact with the young clan leader for five days when he arrived in Qianyang City, but he brought two of his subordinates into Jingyun Village." Gao Bao raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, as if wiping his nose, and lowered his voice.
He said to Han Qian in a loud voice.
"Put these into the meals for Ji Kun and the others." Han Qian took out a small paper bag from his arms and secretly gave it to Gao Bao.
Gao Bao squeezed the paper bag and saw that there seemed to be some powdery substance in it. He was shocked and said with a cry: "I have no chance to poison Ji Kun and the others."
"Who said this is poison? This is a laxative. If Ji Kun and the others take it, they will have diarrhea for a few days at most. It will be like contracting miasma. No one will suspect you. If you don't believe it, you can pick some first.
Feed the dog." Han Qian whispered.
Gao Bao was afraid that if his recruitment by Han Qian was revealed, he would be skinned alive by Feng Jinsheng. Seeing that what Han Qian gave him was just laxatives, which should not be exposed, he calmly took the small paper bag and hid it in his belt.
inside.
Seeing Gao Bao leave with an excuse, leaving only one Fan soldier standing outside the corridor, Zhao Ting'er asked worriedly: "Will these Fan soldiers agree to the conditions proposed by the young master?"
Zhao Ting'er was worried that her words would be heard by the soldiers outside. After all, they were not sure whether these soldiers could understand the official language. Even if she spoke close to Han Qian's ear, she would lean against him softly.
"Even if these barbarians have different aspirations, they will choose to tolerate it temporarily because of lack of preparation. Besides, the price I offered is not too harsh," Han Qian said with a smile, "You have to know, 'Three years of Qing Dynasty'
Magistrate, one hundred thousand snowflakes' silver is the normal market price. Xuzhou is a little poorer, but after calculation, five million yuan a year is only five thousand taels of snowflakes' silver."
Although gold and silver are considered precious metals in this world, the circulation and use of silver are still extremely rare. They are far inferior to gold and have not yet formed a relative exchange ratio with copper coins. Han Qian talked about snowflake silver, and Zhao Ting'er was still a little confused.
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In terms of dingkou and acres of land, the wealth potential of Xuzhou may not be as high as one-tenth of that of Shangzhou such as Runyang. However, since the previous dynasty, even if the central government sent officials to Xuzhou, in addition to collecting some symbolic tribute,
In addition to Fu, the officials did not hold real power in the local area and were unable to exploit it. However, the wealthy families in Xuzhou continued to transport wood, medicinal materials, and even copper, iron, and metals through the Yuan River to the lower reaches of the Yuan River and even more places.
Feng Xi held cinnabar, tung oil, tea and other products in the hands of Yang and other surnames, and actually controlled quite a lot of wealth.
Han Qian discussed it with his father for a long time before deciding to bluff people by telling him the figure of five million dollars a year.
If the offer is too low, it will not be enough to relax the vigilance of the four surnames, but it will make the four surnames believe that this is their delaying strategy; if the offer is too high, the four surnames will not be able to collect the money no matter how hard they try, and the situation will only remain in a stalemate.
Han Qian and his father also took great pains to determine a quota that could prove that they were determined to take over the place and that the four surnames could bear. However, without an 80% to 90% certainty, Han Qian would not have been able to make fun of his own life.
Shao, Tian Cheng, Zhao Wuji and others walked into Jingyun Village.
After a while, Feng Jin came in with two village slaves bringing food.
"We are not used to the food in the village, so we brought our own dry food." Han Qian was not afraid that Feng Changyu would poison Feng Jin, but he was afraid that he had arranged for Gao Bao to poison the food eaten by Ji Kun and others.
Ji Kun bribed the servants in the village and poisoned their food. He declined Feng Jin's kindness and asked Zhao Wuji to take out dry food and dried meat from his bag for them to share.
Seeing that Han Qian was afraid that they would poison the food, Feng Jin looked disdainful and didn't say anything. He just took the two slaves away and took the food away.
Han Qian wanted to go to the village or leave the village to go to the valley villages in the south, but Feng Jin naturally refused. So Han Qian asked Feng Jin for some shabby books stored in the village and sat under the lamp to read.
, to pass the boring time.
Han Qian studied until late at night and was about to blow out the oil lamp when he heard some strange noises coming from the back wall of the wooden building. His hair stood on end. He picked up the oil lamp and asked Zhao Ting'er to hide behind him. He picked up the saber on the corner of the table and knocked on it.
He knocked on the wooden wall twice to notify Zhao Wuji, Gao Shao and Tian Cheng who were resting next door that an assassin had broken through.
Zhao Ting'er didn't even have time to open the door and let Gao Shao and the others in, when she saw a hole opened in the wall behind the wooden building, and a petite figure with his face covered in black cloth came in.
Han Qian did not dare to let Zhao Ting'er escape his protection and pulled her back behind him.
When the man saw clearly that Han Qian was standing in the corner, he looked like a nimble civet cat, waving the dagger in his hand and thrusting towards the wall.
Gao Shao and Tian Cheng had no weapons in hand, so they broke in directly, broke the door in half, each held half of the broken door panel and rushed towards the assassin. When they saw the assassin's petite figure, they were all startled.
They never thought about what Feng Changyu and Feng Jin would do. After all, they really died in Jingyun Village. Feng Changyu and Feng Jin both had to bear the responsibility. This meant that Qianyang City and the four surnames were completely at odds. Therefore, the Feng family and his son really had to deal with each other.
As for them, they didn't need to be secretive about sending any assassins, so at night they were all on guard against the possibility that Ji Kun might send his subordinates to assassinate him.
But I never thought that the assassin was a woman.
Based on the information they had, Ji Kun did not have any female scouts following him.
Is this woman from Jingyun Village?
Tian Cheng and Gao Shao hesitated as to whether to kill the assassin directly at this time. They just knocked the dagger out of the woman's hand and smashed it out with the door panel.
The female assassin was also very skilled. Gao Shao smashed the door panel and flew her body out. She put her feet on the wall and spun around in mid-air before landing on the ground like a feather.
Even though the weapon was smashed to the ground and picked up by Gao Shao, the female assassin had no intention of retreating. She moved against the wall, trying to avoid Gao Shao and Tian Cheng, and attacked Han Qian with her bare hands.
"Keep alive!" Han Qian didn't know the identity of this female assassin in Jingyun Village. When he saw Zhao Wuji rushing forward like a civet cat, he ordered, and then he yelled "Oh!"
It hit the door frame a little, and the oil lamp in my hand splashed onto the gauze tent aside, and it started to burn when I saw the gauze tent.
Gao Shao and Tian Cheng glanced at Han Qian suspiciously, thinking that this mistake was too deliberate. Could it be that this female assassin was framed?
They did not put out the fire, but silently protected Han Qian and Zhao Ting'er and exited first.
Zhao Wuji did not have a bow and arrow in his hands, so his combat effectiveness was greatly weakened, but it was just right for him to fight with the female assassin who was also bare-handed in a narrow shabby room.
When Han Qian and others exited the bedroom, they heard Zhao Wuji and the female assassin fighting each other inside. It felt like the two of them were punching each other so hard that their teeth were sore from hearing it.
"Mrs. Ninth!"
Gao Bao and other soldiers guarding the floor were already alarmed. They rushed up to the wooden building with weapons in hand. They surrounded the bedroom. They happened to see the black cloth covering the face of the female assassin, who was caught by Zhao Wuji.
Zhang Wuji's stunningly beautiful face was ruthlessly scratched with five bloody marks, and he hurriedly screamed, fearing that Zhao Wuji would beat their Ninth Madam to death.
No matter who the lady is, Gao Shao directly touched behind him and kicked the female assassin to the ground with a sudden kick. Gao Bao and others hurriedly rushed forward and pushed the female assassin to the ground, preventing her from moving.
After Han Qian "accidentally" took the oil lamp and ignited the gauze tent, the fire gradually increased and they were forced to retreat to the open space outside the wooden building. At this time, flames could be seen coming out of the wooden wall.
"Who is this woman?" Han Qian asked Gao Bao in a low voice while the army was in chaos.
"Mrs. Xi is Feng Changyu's ninth concubine and Xi Cheng's sister. When I returned to the village, I could only say that Xi Cheng had leaked his secrets and was killed by the young master. I was just lucky enough to get through. I didn't expect that Mrs. Xi would lurk here at night to assassinate me.
Young Master!" Gao Bao whispered with a grimace.
Han Qian saw that the female assassin was only seventeen or eighteen years old, delicate and beautiful, while Feng Changyu, a rotten old man in his sixties, was so damn beautiful.