From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Tan Ying Xuan.

The two sides agreed on the deal, and someone bought the sixth-rank warrior Ning Shijian and his wife and daughter for forty-nine taels of silver. Although this amount of money was enough to buy half a mansion in Hengshui County, in fact, the normal value of a warrior's servants was much higher.

"Brother Jiang, do you have anything you like?"

The two men walked into the back hall. The shopkeeper Liu Sancai, dressed in green, smiled kindly, as if he would give it to them as long as they opened their mouths, even if they wanted the Tan Yingxuan under their feet.

"It's a matter of reciprocity." Jiang Yuan shook his head.

Liu Sancai waved his folding fan to lead the way for someone.

Wu Fu Ning Shijian's residence is not in a cage or a fence. Tan Yingxuan has specially prepared a small courtyard for him.

In the final analysis, selling maids and servants is a business that loses one's virtue. Whether it can be made up depends on whether the employer is willing to put in some effort.

A servant had come over to inform them in advance. When he saw the two men coming, the middle-aged man on the stone pier in the courtyard stood up and clasped his fists. He showed neither hatred nor gratitude towards the shopkeeper as one might have imagined.

Too much is as bad as too little. Tan Yingxuan is obviously not a charity.

"Don't worry, benefactor. I still have some courage. As long as you can provide food for me and my wife and daughter, I will do my best if we encounter danger." Ning Shijian hesitated for a moment and said, "But I have a wife and daughter. I am not unwilling to fight to the death, but I can't. If I encounter a desperate situation... I will surrender or flee."

The last sentence made the middle-aged man blush.

Liu Jucai's smile faded and he sighed silently. This was another important reason why the other party couldn't sell it. Counting the wife and daughter, he would get one hundred taels of silver. Those who could buy it only valued the sixth-grade martial arts. Since he was unwilling to serve, what was the point of having one more guy waving flags and shouting for show for those wealthy families? In "Hui Yao Yu Fu", a book written by a giant in the military strategy of the Spring and Autumn Period, the armor in the world was divided into thirteen grades. Among them, the standard armor of ordinary soldiers was no more than fifty taels of silver a set, and it took more than a hundred days to make. Not to mention the "thousand-gold armor" worn by generals, accumulating a few more soldiers who could be passed down would be more profitable than this deal.

"Take the contract." Jiang Yuan said indifferently. He had never intended to use the other party as a master. He needed his family generals to do the daily purchase of food and sundries, and to carry weapons and flags in battle.

Liu Sancai asked someone to bring the indenture and household registration certificate. He had the ability to become a government agent, so there was no need to delay on this small matter.

At the same time, Ning Shijian's wife and daughter showed up. His wife was also over 40 years old. She had been displaced all the way from the capital, so she was naturally not charming. Not only was her face pale, but it looked even more sorrowful than that of a country woman.

As for their daughter, she was about eleven years old and did not seem to be the eldest daughter. Half of her cheek was covered with reddish-brown spots, like a ghost, and one of her eyes was as red as blood. If her father had not practiced martial arts and lived in the capital, she would probably have been beaten to death on the spot.

Among the three, only the little girl still had a smile on her face.

"This disease is commonly known as snake-entangled life. It's like a poisonous snake entangled around the body, ready to bite at any time. It's not uncommon for the person to die suddenly one day. When the entire face is covered with red spots, the person has been strangled to death by the snake. No one in ancient times could live past the age of 18." Liu Sancai said in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan nodded. It sounded like a terminal illness.

After a while, the indentures and household certificates were obtained, which meant that the masters had the qualifications to beat servants and slaves to death. Generally speaking, officials would not investigate unless the people reported it, and from the capital to the local areas, no one cared too much about these private matters.

After saying goodbye to Liu Sancai, the four of them left Tan Yingxuan. Ning Shijian was a big man with a resolute face. He was only wearing a tattered short jacket, and he was obviously a poor martial artist. He walked at the back, intentionally or unintentionally protecting his wife and daughter.

"Is the sir a good man?" the little girl looked up and asked.

Ning Shijian's face tightened, because as a fellow martial artist, he was inexplicably afraid of this young man with such gentlemanly manners.

"I've killed more people than you've ever seen."

Jiang Yuan glanced to the side, and the two figures in the restaurant in front of him on the left stopped looking down and continued to talk. The Han family, Zhao Gou, Beimang, and Fushuifang were all possibilities.

"He's not necessarily a bad person." said the little girl cheerfully.

Jiang Yuan bought two strings of candied haws from the roadside for four cents.

"Go on, I like to hear gossip."

The little girl rolled her eyes, and passers-by on the road often looked at her sideways when they saw her.

……

Liyang, Tai'an City.

As the capital of the dynasty, it is undoubtedly the absolute economic and cultural center.

But this is not necessarily the case when it comes to military affairs. After all, it is recognized by the world that the 300,000 cavalry of Northern Liang are the best in the world. Most of the literati and scholars in Kyoto have had the experience of cursing the King of Northern Liang. However, the foolish people who think that the Northern Liang cavalry is incompetent are a minority after all, and they are not worthy of being mentioned in public because they lack vision.

The imperial palace complex is so magnificent that carved beams and painted buildings alone are not enough to describe this building that is a collection of the beauty of the nine kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period.

In an inconspicuous observation tower, Imperial Master Li Yang, who had only half a tongue, sat alone.

The reputation of Beiliang King Xu Xiao was personally arranged by the leader of Zhao Gou. It was very important but not crucial. Compared with the summons to travel the world and the White Clothes Case with many hidden secrets, it was not worth mentioning.

In the entire Liyang, perhaps except for Xu Xiao, this old man knows Beiliang best.

With more than two million households in the four states of Northern Liang, they certainly cannot afford to support 300,000 cavalry. The actual number of cavalry is around 120,000, and the rest are elite infantry. However, it would be a big mistake to underestimate the enemy because this means that Northern Liang also has the ability to capture important military towns and cities.

There were piles of reports on the old man's desk, and next to him was a handsome young man scratching his head.

The father and son may not see each other once a year, but the boy, whose father's surname is Yuan and whose own surname is Jiang, is not excited about this. The other party only tests him and requires him to give answers above the passing level.

"Get out of here if you keep dawdling." The old man had no patience at all, and his ventriloquy was full of coldness.

"Beiliang will not rebel." Jiang Fuding sat upright. He didn't really care what his cheap father thought, but the opportunity to practice with the swordsmanship master, General Gu Jiantang, was a rare opportunity.

This fundamental question is for the purpose of future practice so as not to have serious disagreements with the nominal master, as that would be a disaster rather than a blessing.

"Are you waiting for me to talk to you?" Yuan Benxi raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Fuding scratched his head and said, "Before the troops move, the food and grass must go first. The four states of Beiliang are bitterly cold, with less than three million households. Without the grain transport from the south of the Yangtze River, they definitely cannot support an army of 300,000. The consumption of horses is ten times that of people. The more cavalry there are, the heavier the invisible burden on Beiliang. Based on the number of troops on your side, the other side is always a taut bowstring. Without Beimang, the strong bow will break on its own."

"Go on." Yuan Benxi picked up the teacup. With such insights, he was not worthy of the word "outstanding", but being pragmatic could always bring it about.

"People's hearts are not cold, they are in the court. After more than a hundred years, the Central Plains is unified again. The fate of the long-term is recorded in the history books. To force it is to go against the current. Xu Xiao gave up the opportunity to grasp the variables. After ten or twenty years, people's minds have settled. As long as there is no incompetent ruler in three generations, even if he is an average person, he can be invincible."

(End of this chapter)