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Chapter 63

The 26th of the twelfth lunar month.

Ever since he became the captain of the Seventh Squadron of the Eight Banners Arresting the Han Army Zuoling, Jia Liu had to read the "Shi Xian Shu" every morning in order to decide whether the tour should be longer or shorter.

The strange thing is who tore up today and the next few pages.

Jia Liu, who was out of breath, immediately yelled into the forest: "Shuan Zhu!"

"Book of Time Constitution" has always been collected by Yang Zhi.

"Hey, here we come!"

Yang Zhi, who was feeding the dog eggs, hurried out of the forest and ran to the young master, "Your master, do you have something to order?"

"What's the matter? What about the next few pages?"

Jia Liu raised the "Book of Time Constitution" with a deadline of 26, with a look of anger.

"Master, I."

Under the young master's menacing gaze, the hesitant Yang Zhi had no choice but to say that he had a stomachache on the road yesterday and forgot to bring toilet paper, so he just
"You dare to wipe your ass with the imperial calendar of the Qing Dynasty, do you see the Qing Dynasty in your eyes!"

Jia Liu was so angry that he jumped up from the big tree he was leaning on, and then put the missing "Book of Time Constitution" in Yang Zhi's arms, and told him to put away the things, maybe he would need them too.

Mr. Jia is a native of Beijing, so he traveled all the way to Sichuan, so it is inevitable that he will feel uncomfortable, especially if he wanders around in the mountains all day.

"Bring a piece of paper and write it down."

"Hey!"

Yang Zhi hurriedly took out a small book and a sprig of slender charcoal from the young master's briefcase made of yellow leather hanging on a tree branch.

When going out, ink is really inconvenient to use, so Jia Liu thought of "charcoal pen" as a good way to quickly record.

After tidying up the leather clothes under the big tree, Jia Liu continued to sit down and lean on the tree and said: "Song Tongling, Chen Canling, Wei Shujiang, Xu Erwei, Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, and Guo are the five forwards. .”

They are all the officers of the Eight Banners of the Han Army in Menuo Guanzhai, who are either Jia Liu's immediate superior, or the superior's superior, or have command over Jia Liu, the seventh team leader.

"How much?"

"Master, there are thirteen."

"Also take note of Lord Qin who is in charge of the horse feed, Lord Zheng who is in charge of the grain depot, Lord Zhou who is in charge of the ordnance, as well as the foreman Zhang of the household house, and the foreman Wang of the material room. In addition."

Jia Liu named a few more people one after another, all of them were responsible for the distribution of supplies and money from the Meinuo official village. These people were not high-ranking officials, but they all had real power.

"How much is it now?"

"Master, it's 25."

"Ah."

Jia Liu nodded, and checked again to make sure there was nothing missing, so he told Yang Zhi: "Ride my horse to Guanyin Bridge now, and be sure to come back on the [-]th day."

Yang Zhi asked what he was doing with an oh.

Jia Liu handed Yang Zhi the gift list that he had written long ago. There were eight items in total, all of which were famous Sichuan snacks.

Previously, Jia Liu didn't know that Guanyin Bridge sold this, but the Green Battalion soldiers who came to deliver food yesterday said that there were many merchants selling goods at Guanyin Bridge.

Of course, the customers are the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty who couldn't get away to buy New Year's goods.

"Remember, there are 25 copies in total, each with eight items. Don't miss out on buying them for me. After you buy them, send one to each person according to the list."

"Our people will buy less, six for each person in our team flag, four for each person for Sura and the Green Camp."

Jia Liu thought it was appropriate to do this, because he didn't have much money, and it was rare for everyone to get together as the Chinese New Year was approaching.

Fearing that his family's slaves would be messed up carelessly, Jia Liu made a point of exhorting him one more time.

"Don't worry, young master, you can't make a mistake!"

Yang Zhi put away the gift list and list, but watched the young master not move.

"What are you still doing?"

"Master, you have to give me money."

Jia Liuyi thought he was confused, so he quickly untied the money bag from his waist and threw it to Yang Zhi.

This bag of money is the half of the compassionate silver that I received the day before yesterday.

After Yang Zhi left, Jia Liu patted his buttocks and walked from the forest to the road.

Just now a grain transportation team passed by, and the leader seemed to be a member of the Mongolian Eight Banners.

Several green battalion soldiers who were on duty at the intersection saw that Mr. Jia had rested, and the foreign affairs committee leading the team hurried over to the general manager Liu De to ask for instructions.

These Green Battalion soldiers were transferred from Fujian Province, a total of 80 people, all under the command of Jia Liu, the leader of the seventh team.

In addition to the green battalion soldiers from Fujian, the Seventh Squad included thirteen bannermen Bai Tang'a, including Zu Yingyuan and Wang Fu, transferred by Jia Liu through Guo Guangquan's relationship, and 21 of their domestic slaves. Including six, a total of 117 people.

Compared with the team when he came from Chongzhou, there were 11 more people, including real soldiers, which can be regarded as a big progress in Jia Liu's career.

Moreover, Jia Liu is a commander in the true sense, not a temporary person in charge who has stepped down before arriving at the place.

This can be seen from the fact that all the green battalion soldiers only follow his lead.

"Brothers, work hard, work hard!"

Jia Liu didn't have any airs, he patted the shoulders of several Green Battalion soldiers standing by the side of the road, and nodded to Liu De, the head of the Foreign Affairs Committee who came over.

"Master Jia, do you want to go on patrol again?"

Liu De is about 25-[-] years old, and his hometown is Xingquan Road, Fujian Province, which is Siming Prefecture established by Zheng Chenggong earlier.

"Hey, it's been more than twenty miles, you are not tired, brothers are not tired?"

Jia Liu looked at the mountain road in front of him, and then looked up at the sun, expressing that he was not in a hurry and asked the brothers to rest for a while.

"This"

Liu De showed a look of hesitation, but he didn't dare to disobey the leader Jia, who was born in the Eight Banners, so he had no choice but to send an order to continue to rest.

"Captain, are you afraid of death?"

When Jia Liu just returned to the forest and was about to continue squinting for a while, Zu Yingyuan ruthlessly poked him.

"Am I afraid of death? Am I afraid of death?!"

Jia Liu pointed to his nose and then to the sky. He had a lot to say, but suddenly felt that cheating the sky might really bring retribution, so he stopped.

If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who raised the problem.

If the person who asked the question can't solve it, then ignore it.

Jia Liu adopted the method of "staying in China".

Zu Yingyuan was also really helpless, planning to find a way to transfer to the front line after the new year, otherwise he would be useless if he followed the devils.

Another half an hour later, Jia Liu had finished his calculations, and slapped his buttocks and shouted, "Yang Yuchun!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Wearing cotton armor and holding an iron rod, Yang Yuchun leaned out from the forest. This kid didn't like the long knife Master Jia gave him, but preferred to use a stick.

The wooden stick was not strong enough, so Jia Liu specially found this eyebrow-level iron stick for him in Menuo Village, and it cost him eight qian.

"Put on the dog egg and set off."

Jia Liu looked angrily at Hua Gouxiong who was following Yang Yuchun, this guy can eat like a thief, one bear can eat as much as three or four people, it only took a few days, and he ate so much that he was so fat.

However, this flower bear is not close to Mr. Jia, and he doesn't understand the meaning of his boss's boss, so Jia Liu tried to make out with it several times, but this guy didn't take the initiative at all, which made Jia Liuhao not interested.

Seeing that leader Jia was finally willing to leave, Liu De hurriedly called his subordinates to gather.

"Where is the next checkpoint?"

"Back to my lord's words, it's Akeli Village."

Liu De said that Akeli village was garrisoned by local Deyang soldiers from Sichuan, and there were several stone towers, so it was very safe.

What Jia Liu likes most is safety, so he doesn't hesitate to lead the crowd to the Akeli village.

After walking for more than an hour, a stone tower appeared in front of him.

As soon as the team arrived at the stockade, a group of green battalion soldiers surrounded the two of them and couldn't stop laughing.

Taking a closer look, it was not a joke, but a group of battalion soldiers stabbing two young boys who didn't look big with their spears.

Those two teenagers were wearing Han Chinese clothes.

(End of this chapter)