Qing Ming

In the past few days, the town of Changjiu has been more lively than during the Chinese New Year. The town welcomed a hundred thousand imperial soldiers in bright armor, and many people in strange clothes came with the army. Around the Yuema Mountain outside the town Set up camp, thousands of yurt-like tents are distributed in a T-shape, orderly, and a large fence is surrounded by giant trees outside the barracks, and all the thousands of tents are engulfed in it. It is made by cutting down trees on Yuema Mountain.

The daily supplies needed by such a huge army cannot be underestimated, and the officials in the town are responsible for purchasing them, which really made the mayor Hu Bugui a fortune. What about officials?

Those strange people who came with the army wandered around the town every day, all of them were bold and generous, eating, drinking and having fun, but they didn't even blink their eyelids, and immediately took out yellow, yellow and white leaf money Scrape all of them back, adding a lot of income to the vendors in the small town.

The only people who are upset in the small town are probably Fan Er and his playmates who like to dig out bird eggs. The place where the army is stationed is their favorite paradise. Now there are many soldiers at the foot of Yuema Mountain, and no one else can approach the barracks. In half a step, even the trees on the mountain were cut down sparsely by the sergeants, and all the birds on the mountain were missing. The sergeants on guard can often see a group of little kids stopping not far from the barracks Looking out, some even secretly wiped their tears...

Today, Xiao Fan'er was sitting alone on a soil bag hundreds of meters away from the military camp, looking at Yuema Mountain with his cheeks in a daze, his big black eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and he couldn't get up to Yuema Mountain The egg-cutter king was naturally the most disappointed, but his parents were busy with the opening of the 'supermarket' during this time, so he had no time to care about Fan'er's feelings, so he could only come to this old paradise alone in a daze.

Squeak!Squeak... The mayor Hu Bugui drove over with a large group of ox carts. Behind each ox cart was a cart full of big moso bamboos, piled up like hills, and the drivers had long hands. The whip slammed loudly, and the wheels groaned and ran towards the barracks.

"Mr. Hu, is this big pile of bamboos given to the horses in the barracks?" Fan Er asked with his head tilted. He heard the neighing of many horses in the barracks once in the past few days.

Hu Bugui couldn't help laughing heartily after hearing Fan'er's words, his gray goatee trembled with joy: "Haha! When have you ever seen a horse eat bamboo?"

Fan'er curled his lips disapprovingly and said, "It's not for the horses, but for those soldiers who harmed the big trees on Yuema Mountain!"

After speaking, he actually stretched out a pink middle finger to Hu Bugui and pressed it hard to the sky. He remembered that Uncle Liu once said that if he saw someone stupid, he would make this gesture, and there was another very loud gesture. The famous trick: despise!

"Hahaha!" Hu Bugui was really amused by this cute little guy, covered his belly and bent down laughing, even the handlebars behind him couldn't help but laugh.

Hu Bugui didn't stay to chat with Xiao Fan'er, nor did he explain what those big moso bamboos were used for, but he turned his head and yelled at the handlebars behind him: "Everyone, hurry up, be careful pulling the handlebars of the old scalper!" Cheyuanzi ate it!"

If horses can eat moso bamboo, then there is nothing wrong with the old scalper eating a few cart shafts!The bullock cart squeaked and drove forward, leaving only Xiao Faner still gesticulating with his middle finger at Hu Bugui's hunched back in a daze.

Dozens of oxcarts loaded with big moso bamboos slowly entered the barracks, and Pauling in armor went to meet him outside the tent, and from time to time he stretched out his palms and patted those strong moso bamboos lightly, making a few hollow muffled sounds, his face There was a satisfied smile on his face.

The official system of the Tianxing Empire is somewhat similar to the prefecture and county system that prevailed in the Qin and Han Dynasties, but it is somewhat different. The whole country can be divided into 68 counties, each county is divided into several prefectures and counties, and each county is divided into several counties. town.The county magistrate is directly appointed by the emperor, but the county magistrate can be selected by the county magistrate and reported to the various ministries of God for review. The removal of the county magistrate must be approved by the emperor to be effective, but the smallest town mayor can be directly appointed by the county magistrate , general trivial matters can be directly handled by the mayor, and the chain is intertwined, firmly grasping the power of the empire in the hands of the emperor.

"Mayor Hu has worked so hard for the army's supplies these past few days, which really makes Bao feel ashamed!" Bao Lin took a small bag from the quartermaster and handed it to Hu Bugui with a smile.

Slightly weighing the rather heavy pouch in his hand, Hu Bugui burst into a smile, but said in his mouth without daring to be negligent: "The general praises it, it is really a great honor for Hu to serve the empire. "After speaking, he bowed and clapped his hands, his appearance was extremely submissive.

After talking in an official tone for a while, Hu Bugui called the handlebars to unload all the big moso bamboos, and worked hard for a long time, but he was also a little confused: what is the use of collecting so many moso bamboos in this army camp?Who cares, as long as you have money, you can accept it!Touching the heavy purse in his arms, a smile appeared on Hu Bugui's face.

Looking at the back of Hu Bugui leading a group of empty ox carts away, Bao Lin suddenly put away the smile on his lips, and said with a stern look: "The order will be passed on, and the rest of the army will wait for you, except for the guards on Yuema Mountain." Cutting wooden boards, within three days must be built a pontoon crossing the river with a length of [-] feet and a width of [-] feet, and if there are idlers, they will be dealt with according to military regulations!"

"The last general takes orders!" The left and right lieutenants promised in unison, turned and left, the heavy soles of their boots rattling on the ground.

For the next two days, the barracks was in full swing, with the sound of sawing wood and splitting bamboo. Many soldiers took off their heavy armor and worked hard with bare arms. The aliens were happy and leisurely, and they still wandered around the town every day, drinking and having fun!

There are also two exceptions, that is, the two ghost brothers, who accompany Pauling every day, silently watching the Baizhang pontoon bridge that is about to be completed.

Four extremely simple tents were set up on Yuema Mountain to the south of the barracks, which looked so different. Around these four tents, there were [-] soldiers guarding them day and night, and no one could step within a hundred steps of them. Those strange people who wanted to play were also persuaded by the leading sergeant, saying that there were extremely important military supplies in the tent, so they had to give up their thoughts.

The four mysterious big tents were silent and integrated with the surrounding forests, as if they should have been erected on the Yuema Mountain in the first place.

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