Jiaohua

Chapter 700 The Military System Is Changing (Part [-])
Lin Sanye's daughter, named Lin Shuanglan, is less than 17 years old this year, and now she is waiting at the door with her sleeves rolled up, holding a big knife for chopping meat in her hand.

Seeing Third Master Lin and Fifth Master Mo come out, Lin Shuanglan raised her feet to meet them, her eyes turned and fell on the three behind them.

Once her eyes touched Xia Zhaoyi, she couldn't look away.

Qingxiang Village belongs to Dashan'ao, and the women in the village work harder than the men, and they are all tanned. This is the first time Lin Shuanglan has seen such whiteness.

"Who is that girl?" Lin Shuanglan asked Lin Sanye in a low voice.

Although Lin Sanye sat in the ancestral hall for a long time, it was no different from not being there: "Let's go, go back and talk."

Lin Shuanglan nodded, and couldn't help but look at the girl again.

The girl seemed to feel something, and turned her bright eyes to look at her.

Calm eyes without any emotion, glanced over lazily, with a coldness that has not yet restrained.

Lin Shuanglan shivered, avoiding her eyes in embarrassment.

There were a lot of spectators in the village, Fifth Master Mo asked the militiamen to stop the onlookers, and chose a small path to Lin's house.

The Lin family's house is very large. When you enter the main gate, you will see many iron pans on the large open space. Many women are busy. There are bacon, frozen meat, and freshly slaughtered meat on the side, and a few women are frying lard.

The scene was smoky, and the burning wood was crackling. Lin Shuanglan handed the machete to Lin Sanye, and asked him to go to the big iron pot at the far end to get the meat. She rubbed her hands on the apron, and went to Invite Xia Zhaoyi.

Fifth Master Mo was asking Xia Zhaoyi what requirements he had for the accommodation, Lin Shuanglan approached a bit awkwardly: "Uncle Fifth, please introduce me!"

Saying that, he smiled at Xia Zhaoyi's uncomfortably curved lips.

Fifth Master Mo didn't know much, he could only tell his name, and then introduce Lao Tong and Zhi Changle.

"Miss Ali is so pretty, like a fairy..." Lin Shuanglan said.

"Miss Xie Lin praises it." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Come on!" Lin Shuanglan greeted inside, "Go and sit in the hall first, and I'll serve you delicious food right away!"

"I'm sorry." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Sanye Lin is a local sage, kind-hearted, and if the villagers who rent out the rented land are in a hurry, Sanye Lin not only refuses to collect rent, but also subsidizes money to their homes.

Lin Shuanglan is his only daughter, but she doesn't have the style of coddling the rich. She likes to work and mixes with the women in the village, and she can do it better than many peasant girls.

Therefore, Lin's father and daughter are extremely popular in the three villages of Qingxiang Mountain.

This is also the reason why Lin Sanye was selected as the "general" of the militia this time, although he didn't want to be one at all.

The hall is simple, but clean and bright. Lin Shuanglan brought the excellent Qingxiang Silver Needle tea. Not long after, several women began to deliver meat inside.

Lao Tong and Zhi Changle hurriedly got up and waved their hands, saying no, and asked them to take it back.

Dodge back and forth for several rounds, and finally make a concession and leave a set.

Although the other party didn't say it clearly, Lao Tong and Zhi Changle could tell that they had killed livestock and poultry that could be killed and made them into portable meat, so that they could run away at any time.

Otherwise, people may not be able to run away if they really call, let alone those livestock, so there is no shame in eating this piece of meat.

Lin Shuanglan brought a few more vegetarian dishes from the outside: "It's okay, eat! You are distinguished guests, eat with open arms!"

After putting down the dishes, she looked at Xia Zhaoyi.

Xia Zhaoyi was drinking tea, slowly, his eyes fell on the purge booklet Mo Wuye gave her just now.

"Miss Ali," Lin Shuanglan said, "do you eat meat?"

Xia Zhaoyi looked up at her: "Okay, thank you."

"Miss Ali is really amazing." Lin Shuanglan looked at the compilation booklet, "Although I can read, I can't understand these things."

"It's useless if you understand it," Zhi Changle said, "This was used by General Liang Zongguang to purge it. After Shiding Town was gone, Tian Dayao's military system was different. If the Song thieves took down Youzhou, the military system would be different." It has to change again."

"It's still useful," Xia Zhaoyi said, "It can be used for comparison and improvement."

"Did you hear that?" Old Tong shouted to Zhi Changle, "It works!"

Zhi Changle scratched his head: "I feel sorry for General Liang!"

"General Liang is indeed a great hero," Lin Shuanglan said sadly, "He treats his subordinates very well."

When Liang Zongguang was mentioned, the atmosphere suddenly became a little frozen, and Lao Tong and Zhi Changle also became sad.

No one does not admire a general who took the lead and died in battle.

It wasn't until Xia Zhaoyi flipped through the pages of the brochure that they came to their senses.

The girl sat quietly, drinking tea slowly, as if she was not affected by their emotions at all.

"Eat meat." Old Tong said softly to Zhi Changle.

Fifth Master Mo is very good at taking care of chores, and not long after, he arranged a place for Xia Zhaoyi to live for tonight.

When Old Tong and Zhi Changle had enough to eat and drink, they left with a small militiaman named Erding sent by Mo Wuye.

The sky is gradually sinking, and Qingxiang Village has stepped into the night rest, and there is only meager light left in the surrounding fields.

Except for Mr. Lin, the other four generals are all in front of Mr. Zhan's bed right now.

Zhi Changle is a strong man, even though he was very restrained, Zhan Baye was beaten until his left hand was in a plaster cast.

Zhan Qiye couldn't make up his mind about whether or not these three people should stay.

It doesn't matter to Mr. Zhan, although he is greedy for the beauty of girls, he knows that he has no role to play, and he can stay or not.

Zhan Jiuye felt that because of the troubled times, there are many opportunities to try, it is not a bad idea, maybe it is an opportunity.As for whether the other party is good or bad, Qingxiang Village has a population of several thousand, so they can't do anything to them.

Fifth Master Mo still disagreed. In today's communication, he slightly liked the girl's temperament.But it's really just a few acquaintances that make people stay, conservative like him, can't accept it.

After chatting for a long time, Master Zhan got up and said, "Forget it, old rules, let's draw lots."

That's the way things are, and that's how it should be.

Zhan Qiye took out the tool they had to grab every now and then from his sleeve.

Outside, night bugs chirped, and the night breeze was cool.

Under the largest elm tree near Zhan's house, an eight-year-old boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes poked his head out quietly.

The militiaman on night watch stood there, drowsy.

He yawned again, and the militiaman couldn't take it anymore. He put the earthen spear in his hand aside, sat down on the stone, and closed his eyes.

Xiaotong didn't go out immediately, but continued to wait patiently.

When the other party was completely asleep, he watched quietly for a while before touching it quietly.

Not far behind the militiamen was Xia Zhaoyi's carriage.

Xiao Tong was sure that there must be something very valuable in the carriage.

After all, this group of people is not simple, the style of the attack, and the temperament of the whole body are definitely not ordinary people.

Going around behind the tree, the boy stepped on the low rock and opened the curtain of the carriage in the dark light.

empty.

The little boy was taken aback, and looked closely, but there was nothing there.

Isn't this, isn't this a joke? !

The little boy was a little angry.

　Thank you Hua Lizi for your reward~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)