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Chapter 592: Happy to hear the battle (1)

Two days later, Wang Daxu took Guo Gui and more than a hundred Baoding near Didao and set foot on the road to Nanguan Fort.

All were riding horses or mules, carrying bows and swords.

Even Guo Gui was riding a black brown horse - apparently a gift from his beau's widow.

Although it's not very good, it's still fine to ride.

Maybe he can't be a war horse, but there is no problem in keeping up with the army.

At the intersection of Didao, Wang Daxu saw Guo Gui's sweetheart.

The woman was not tall, her skin was rather dark, and her appearance was not considered handsome. I could only say that she was not ugly.

When the woman saw Guo Gui, she delivered a package to Guo Gui.

He also gave Guo Gui some advice.

Finally, I bid farewell to Guo Gui with tears.

This made Wang Daxu look at it and think of his family in Bianjing.

I remember that when he left Beijing with Xiang Zongji, his wife and old mother also stuffed a package into his arms.

Inside is dried meat and pickled vegetables.

With a slight sigh of relief, Wang Daxu stopped for a while, waiting for Guo Gui to follow, and then took a look at his package.

It was a package wrapped in heavily patched burlap.

There are some long items inside.

No need to think about it, it must be the woman’s dried meat.

Wang Daxu was silent for a while and said to Guo Gui: "Don't let that woman down!"

Guo Gui sighed and replied, "I know."

But in his mind, he remembered that last year, he and Wang Daqiang lost all their wages at the construction site in Hebei. The two of them lay together under the dam and talked about their ideals.

At that time, Guo Gui remembered that Wang Daqiang once vowed: "When I get gold in the future and make a fortune, I will marry a county boss, honor my ancestors, and make my mother's face shine."

So, he also took advantage of the drunkenness and said, "Brother Daqiang has great ambitions. If I get rich, I will definitely marry the county head!"

Now, his dream of becoming the county leader may not come true!

However, I touched the package in my arms and thought about the woman's appearance.

Guo Gui suddenly smiled.

"Although I can't marry the county lord!"

"But my son will definitely marry me a county lord!"

As long as he gives birth to a son in the future, and then his son marries a county lord, then his life will not be in vain!

……

Wang Daxu rode his horse and led the team along the ancient Didao and along the course of the ancient Wei River towards Nanguan Fort.

Along the way, all we saw were endless cotton fields.

The autumn wind blows, and one cotton ball after another sways with the wind.

Watching this, Wang Daxu felt a little hot in his heart.

Soon, Wang Daxu's team passed by the land he had cultivated.

Wang Daxu couldn't help but pause for a moment. He was riding on his horse, overlooking his cotton fields.

Last year and this year, he reclaimed more than 400 acres of wasteland beside Didao.

However, only less than 100 acres of kapok were planted, and the rest of the land was used to grow beans, highland barley, and pasture.

Looking from a distance, Wang Daxu saw the scene of his one hundred acres of cotton field.

Although he has seen it countless times, every time he sees his land, a fire always rises in his chest!
Especially in this time of year.

The kapok in the cotton fields has withered and withered.

The white cotton balls slowly began to explode under the sunlight on Xihe Road.

Looking from a distance, in the one hundred acres of cotton fields, countless white cotton bolls are swaying with the wind blowing from Didao.

"These are all my lands!" Wang Daxu sighed softly.

He reached out and touched the clothes he was wearing.

The pieces of pressed cotton under the burlap are very comfortable to touch.

It’s sure to fetch a lot of money!

If it were woven into cloth, it would definitely be welcomed in Bianjing City.

Therefore, Wang Daxu knew that the promise made to him by Xiang Dujian at the beginning of the year was not exaggerated.

On the contrary, it is conservative!
One hundred acres of cotton field, at least one hundred strings?

Do not!
At least two hundred strings!
And he now has 400 acres of land. This winter, he can cultivate another one or two hundred acres, which will be five or six hundred acres of land. Next year, all these lands will be planted with kapok.

You can have a thousand strings no matter what!
After deducting expenses and wages, he can earn at least 600 yuan!

These six hundred coins are enough for the whole family to live a good life in the capital.

Maybe even a scholar can be found!
Thinking like this, Wang Daxu was full of energy!

……

Early in the morning, Xiang Zonghui was woken up.

"What's the matter?" He opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of his bed.

But it was his concubine Yang in Lanzhou. This was one of the top Qiang tycoons on Xihe Road. Bao Shun, who also regarded himself as the emperor of the Song Dynasty and the most loyal eagle dog, sent someone to buy it back from Qinzhou and serve him on the mat. beauty.

Bao Shun's old name was Yu Longke, and now he is the envoy to the imperial city, the governor of Rongzhou, and the inspection envoy of the Qingtang, Min, Tao and other prefectures and Tibetan tribes.

This great leader of the Qiang tribe was the largest Qiang leader to surrender so far in the Song Dynasty. In the second year of Xining, he led 120,000 troops and millions of livestock to return to the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, even if they were buying horse bones for thousands of dollars, the Song Dynasty treated the Baoshun family extremely favorably.

When the late emperor was still alive, he issued a decree at the request of Bao Shun, who was still called Yu Longke at that time, and gave his entire family the surname Bao.

Therefore, seven years after Duke Bao Xiaosu passed away, 120,000 relatives fell from the sky.

After nearly twenty years of development.

The Qiang tribe of the Bao clan now has a population of more than 200,000 and has become the well-deserved No. 1 wealthy family in Xihe Road.

Moreover, they are also good at doing things.

As soon as Xiang Zonghui and Gao Gongji arrived, the Bao family immediately sent beauties to serve as pillows and mats.

Especially the little lady who was given to Xiang Zonghui, she completely impressed Xiang Zonghui's aesthetics. She not only had a graceful figure and beautiful face, she could also recite poems and compose poems, and she was even more charming when she spoke, which made people listen. Then he felt pity, and thus he enjoyed the favor of a special house.

No, within half a year, she was already pregnant.

Bao Shun was a good person. When he saw this, he accepted her as his adopted daughter. He also sent people to deliver a dowry with drums and gongs to clear Yang's background.

Yang quietly sat down next to Xiang Zonghui and said in a low voice: "My lord, the foster father of the Nu family is coming to pay homage to me today. Did you forget me?"

Xiang Zong slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my memory, I almost missed the official meeting with Mount Tai."

Since Bao Shun knows how to be a good person, Xiang Zonghui naturally also knows how to give face.

In private, when meeting someone, he would call him "Sir Taishan" and his etiquette would be exactly the same.

So after this back and forth, Xiang Zong returned to Bao Shun, and he was almost at the point of bowing.

……

Half an hour later, Xiang Zong returned to the back of his official residence and saw Bao Shun.

Bao Shun did not come alone. Instead, he came with seven or eight Hao Qiang leaders from Xihe Road.

When they saw Xiang Zonghui, these people bowed and said in a serious rhyme with a strong northwest accent: "I've seen official business!"

After staying on Xihe Road for a long time, Xiang Zonghui no longer speaks with an accent.

He can even understand a lot of Tubo and Dangxiang dialects now.

So he quickly stepped forward and bowed to Bao Shun: "Mount Taishan has destroyed my son-in-law!"

Then he said to the others: "Masters, please get up, please get up."

Bao Shun saw this and stroked his beard with a smile.

The other Qiang tribe leaders all cast envious looks at him.

no way!
In today's Xihe Road, although in theory, the most powerful person is the economic and strategic pacification envoy Zhao Xi.

But in the eyes of these Qiang people, the ones with the highest status are the two national relatives of the Department of Defense and Finance on the roadside of Xihe Lanhui.

One is the nephew of the current Empress Dowager, and the other is the biological brother of the current Empress Dowager.

They are all relatives of Uncle Han’s family!
What's more, the two national relatives still hold everyone's money bags.

Whether it is selling horses to the court or the cotton that is about to be harvested, it all has to pass through the hands of these two national relatives.

Xiang Zonghui took Bao Shun and others into the wing in the backyard of the inner house.

Order someone to bring tea and snacks.

Then, he asked: "Everyone comes here today. What do you not know?"

As soon as Xiang Zonghui said these words.

Bao Shun and others looked at each other, and then a dark, thin, middle-aged Qiang tribe leader said: "To be honest, I'm not hiding official business. I just want to ask for a favor from official business."

"Huh?" Xiang Zonghui narrowed his eyes and looked at the man.

He recognized this man as the leader of the Mazang family.

In March of this year, he led two thousand troops to return to Yi from the Qingtang Plateau. Xiang Zonghui personally led his people to welcome him back.

After welcoming him back, he was settled in Hezhou, and then reported to the imperial court. With the approval of the emperor, the Privy Council responded, Zhongshu Sherencao made it, and in May he was appointed the military commander of the capital of the Mazang tribe.

Xiang Zonghui even remembered the content of the imperial edict: growing up in the frontier, obeying the customs and customs, the customs of the people will praise you for your boxing and bravery, and the handsome road will praise you for your material... To lead the local tycoons, only to be favored by the emperor, and to repay loyalty!
Why do you remember it so clearly?
Because he relied on his contribution to welcoming the Ma Tibetan people into Xihe, and the grace of the Empress Dowager during the Holy Festival, he was appointed as the envoy to the Sifang embassy and the defense envoy to Mingzhou.

This is the Hengxingguan!
And he is only thirty-five years old this year!

A thirty-five-year-old official with real power!

Besides him, Xiang Zonghui, and Gao Gongji next door, who else is there in Guochao?

Therefore, Xiang Zonghui inevitably had a good impression of the Mazang tribe.

The leader of the Nama Tibetan tribe stood up and paid homage: "After hearing this, my minister, Mr. Xiang, has issued military notices and wants to prepare for autumn in Lanzhou, Huizhou, Hezhou and other places?"

Xiang Zonghui nodded and said, "It is true!"

The leader of the Nama Tibetan tribe immediately said: "Although we, the people who have returned to justice, have been living outside the country for a long time, our heart to serve the country is extremely fervent!"

"Now, the Prime Minister is sending out military posts, but they have not been sent to the lower officials' homes..."

"Is it because the lower official is not loyal enough to the court and the emperor?"

He came to Xihe Road to plant kapok, but he offended Qing Yi to death.

As a result, the Song Dynasty wanted to guard against Qiu, but they didn't call him?
Can he have balance in his heart?

No!

On the plateau, there are still two to three hundred thousand suffering Qiang and Tubo people, waiting for him to rescue them!
I just think of those 'common people' who used to rob pastures, livestock, and serfs, and are still living in dire straits under the hands of Qingyi Jiegui Zhang, an enemy of the Buddha who was spurned by the Buddha and disliked by the Bodhisattva.

He lay awake all night, tossing and turning.

So he swore before the Buddha that he would save them from fire and water.

Let them come to the Song Dynasty to share the benevolent rule of the emperor!

However, the government gave him a blow!
When ordering troops, he was not taken with him!
This is really unreasonable!

The other Qiang leaders brought by Bao Shun all nodded and said, "Yes! Yes!"

"Since we returned to Yi, we have sworn to be loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty and hawks and dogs of the Emperor."

"Sir, how can you not recruit our troops just because we don't have a household registration or a land register?"

Even if you don't count anything else.

Baoding's daily income of two liters of rice and sixteen copper coins alone is a huge sum of money for these hard-working people who have just returned from the plateau or Hengshan.

In a tribe like theirs, the number of young people in the tribe ranges from more than a thousand to hundreds.

How can you say you don’t want it?
What's more, going out to 'rescue' our fellow tribesmen who are suffering will also depend on whether we can cultivate enough land and plant enough kapok next year!

So we must file a complaint! Complain fiercely! Rights must also be defended! Fight hard for your rights!
When Xiang Zong saw him, he immediately laughed and said, "Xiangong Zhao issued a military post, and the security armor on Xihe Lanhui Road will be bigger."

"Although I am a loyal minister to Guiyi, I have not yet settled down..."

"The imperial court has its own laws..."

Xiang Zonghui practiced Tai Chi slowly.

The Qiang leaders sitting there suddenly became anxious.

"Business! Business!" They all stood up, knelt down in front of Xiang Zonghui, and said with tears streaming down their faces: "I am very dedicated to serving the country, so please do it."

Xiang Zong looked back and knew that the heat was almost over, so he sighed: "I know your father's desire to serve the country."

"It's just that the dispatch of troops is the authority of the Economic and Strategy Department."

Everyone bowed their heads, only kowtowed and begged: "Please show mercy!"

At this time, Bao Shun stood up slowly and replied to Xiang Zong: "Please consider the official business and give these loyal ministers of the Song Dynasty a chance."

Xiang Zonghui hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course I want to give Mr. Bao some face."

"That's it!"

"Wait until I go to the Economic and Strategy Department to discuss with Mr. Zhao, and then I will reply to you all."

The leaders then bowed and said, "Thank you for your official duties!"

But he refused to get up and only said: "If the court does not allow it, I will kneel down and die here!"

There is nothing they can do!
If they can't get the name to send troops, their prestige among the clan will be greatly damaged!
That's two liters of rice and flour per day, plus a sky-high salary of sixteen copper coins.

On the battlefield, if there are beheadings and prisoners, the reward will be a huge sum of money that many young men in the clan cannot imagine in their lives.

If they miss this opportunity and return to the clan, their Tumo Xingzi will drown them.

They themselves will not forgive themselves!
These leaders have already seen the Bao family's kapok fields.

I even touched the clothes that the Bao family made by compacting cotton wool.

This is warmer than a jacket made of sheepskin.

The most important thing is that sheepskins must be killed to get them.

But kapok can be harvested as long as you plant it!

Moreover, this thing is very valuable!

Even these Qiang leaders who had just stepped off the plateau and out of the valley knew it.

As long as this thing is woven into cloth, there is no need to worry about selling it!
This is all money!

Therefore, now they want to participate in the great cause of autumn prevention on Xihe Road more than anyone else!

(End of this chapter)