Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 116

Saibei, Yanshan West.

The Great Wall stretching from Shanhaiguan in the east is like a giant dragon hovering between the high mountains. Telling the vicissitudes of life, thousands of years of fighting with the grassland have brought countless scars to this giant dragon, but never before, the Great Wall has never been so weak!
The heavy horseshoes trampled on the northern land violently, and it seemed that even the city walls trembled. The descendants of the wolf and the white deer once again carried the frightening black Suluding battle flag, and drove the iron cavalry representing death to attack the Central Plains Attacks, and this time it is not only the Mongols who are attacking. Behind Sulu Ding's spear, eight red, yellow, blue and white, brightly colored strange dragon flags flutter in the wind.

The evil dragons did not have the aura of the Chinese dragons at all, but were full of the vicious aura of Yazi, which was even more dangerous.

If it was the past, I am afraid that the chains of beacon towers would have reported the invasion war to the frontier army with billowing black smoke. However, this time, the rampant nomadic army has been forced to the bottom of the Great Wall, and there is no beacon tower yet. Taiwan smoke.

What is even more surprising is that the Xifengkou Great Wall, which occupies the Luan River Valley and shields the Central Plains for hundreds of miles, has an extremely important strategic position.

Even the Qing soldiers and the soldiers of the Mongolian Eight Banners climbed up the rugged mountain road panting for a long time. After closing the door and opening it, they boarded the majestic city wall and watched countless wolves riding in under their feet. Wearing a bright yellow brocade robe with a long dragon embroidered on his chest, the big fat man couldn't help laughing heartily.

"The frontier defense is so lazy! The defense is empty. Daming has fallen to the present. This country is not ours. Who else can it be? Hahahahaha!"

The brisk laughter accompanied the cavalry rolling forward. The cavalry at this end had not yet finished walking. Not far from Malanyu Fort, a thick black smoke had already ignited amidst the terrified cries. The wind, like a huge ghost hand from hell, swaggers!

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The smoke in the north has nothing to do with Song Qingshu for the time being, but he has nothing less to worry about than defending against the Qing army's invasion.

The internal strife in the first two days seriously injured more than 20 people, and there were a lot of injuries. In the end, Song Qingshu, who was impatient, ordered someone to splash people with dung. The villagers screamed and were separated immediately, especially the women who were tearing apart, screaming and running away one by one as if encountering a scourge, and some had their hair entangled and even tore off their hair. , even Song Qingshu felt pain after reading it.

After finally separating the two groups of people and interrogating them, the two villages fought fiercely for the purpose of grabbing water!

This drought has been in the third year, and the well and river flowing between the two villages have long since dried up, and the water supply depends entirely on the spring in the middle of the two villages. Now both villages are cultivating and growing potatoes, and the weather this day is inherently cold. Cold potatoes don’t grow well, and if there isn’t even enough water, there’s no need to harvest food. For this water source, the two villages have scolded more than once, and fighting with sticks around the spring has become the norm here for several months.

The captains of the two production teams originally wanted to invite the leader of Funiushan, that is, Song Qingshu, to make the decision. However, during this period, Song Qingshu patted his ass and returned to the city. Scarface was a soldier. One order is half of a village, but half of a village is not enough for anyone. You must know that there must be output in order to exchange work points for food. The two production teams that have been feuding for a long time simply made an appointment today to draw a road. Whomever it can conquer, the spring water will belong to him in the future!There is such a scene today.

The clothes torn by the two groups were all torn. The villagers' production team rushed back to their temporary village, listening to the spit and stars of a one-eyed green man with paw prints all over his face. Shouting that this spring water should belong to his own village, Song Qingshu's head grew three points.

This matter should be a matter of the imperial court. Marx commented that Dongfang agriculture is a large-scale water conservancy project established by the government to work collectively in agriculture, but now the imperial court can hardly afford to support the clan. Song Qingshu reported that Shangnan County came to lead some water?Next life!
Logically speaking, it is the court's business to mediate the relationship between villages, but not to mention that the villagers in the two villages are black households who escaped from Baojia.
But if the spring water was awarded to Shui, the other party must be full of resentment and lose a village's harvest. How can he judge that Song Qingshu really has a headache, and scolds Scarface half dead in his heart for expanding agriculture, but now hiding aside to watch the fun.

However, as the leader of a faction, you may not have much wisdom, or you may be powerless, but this decisiveness is indispensable. Like Yuan Shao, you will be sacked sooner or later, and you will be in a dilemma. Fast 10 Within minutes, Song Qingshu made a final decision.

Don't fucking use anyone!

Twenty of the 120 war horses brought in this time, ten from one village, were all sent to Kanghezi ten miles away to pull water!The labor force of the two villages was transferred by Song Qingshu to more than 100 people, and they have the strength to fight, right?Come and work for me.

Life was worse than that of slaves. Every day Song Qingshu sent a team of fighters to watch over them. More than 200 people hacked and dug holes at the spring for three days.

"One two three, pull!"

The two production captains chanted together, and more than 30 strong men were sweating from exhaustion in the cold weather. They gritted their teeth and pulled it down. A wooden shelf with a height of more than three meters was erected on the side of the pit. That's it, but it's not over yet. Driven by the fighting minions, more than a dozen villagers were driven under the wooden frame, desperately stepping on the wooden boards like bicycle pedals.

Amidst the rattling sound, the chain connected in the middle of the long shelf began to rotate, driving the bamboo tubes one by one to the bottom of the dug pit, and when it turned out again, a tube of muddy water quickly poured into the nearby In the pool, seeing that the water was filling up, the thousands of villagers surrounding it suddenly cheered loudly.

Lack of water?Just dig a well.The severe drought caused the groundwater level to drop. In the end, Song Qingshu asked a craftsman to overturn the car and repaired a pond next to it.

The production team leader of the two old men, both of whom were living dogs, looked at the water with excitement and gratitude, and bowed in front of Song Qingshu to thank him and said: "Thank you, Mr. Boss! Thank you, Boss! "

In fact, the main labor force is still from their two villages. If Song Qingshu didn’t produce anything, he would be wronged. He gave the whip to urge the two villages to work, but this is not the time for modesty. Immediately pulled his face and hummed expressionlessly: "Thank you, there is no need, I will take care of things, next time you two old bastards dare to have a private fight, I will take the skin of you two old bastards, and then take part in it." The fighters chopped off their hands and feet and threw them into the ditch to feed the wolves, do you hear me clearly?"

These years are troubled times, Song Qingshu's group is still a copycat organization similar to bandits, what is needed is not benevolence and righteousness but a strong leader, Song Qingshu's fierceness is quite easy to handle, the two old men and nearby villagers knelt tremblingly Kowtow down, even those shrews who read Song Qingshu are shivering.

If there is a computer record, Song Qingshu will probably see that his prestige value has increased by another level, and he has solved a major event. Song Qingshu is quite proud, and he sent the villagers of the two villages back to work for him with satisfaction, bringing the little radish Zhang Erlian waited for a few more, and Song Qingshu sat back on the tall horse with satisfaction.

But before halfway through the walk, Song Qingshu knew what blessings never come. Misfortunes never come singly. This time, Caiwei hurried over on a pony under the protection of two bandit wives. Seeing Song Qingshu, then Zhang's pretty little face was about to cry.

"Brother, something serious has happened! Uncle Xia and Brother Liu Zongmin are fighting!"

Song Qingshu almost didn't spit it out. At this juncture, what kind of trouble did these two guys cause him?
"Caiwei, don't panic! You have a brother, it's okay!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he took Caiwei's pony behind him, and slammed the whip on the horse's buttocks. Song Qingshu bit the bullet, pulled the horse's reins, and galloped back.

No wonder Caiwei is in a hurry. Scarface and Liu Zongmin seem to be playing for real. Scarface is a big gun from Hebei, and Liu Zongmin is a big hammer. The body is only an inch or two away, and the one next to him will be useless if he is not careful. Now Song Qingshu can hold these two things in his hands. This sinister looking Song Qingshu almost didn't fall off the horse.

A group of young people around were still laughing and watching the excitement, and directly reined in the horse and jumped off. Song Qingshu kicked and kicked all the onlookers in a hurry, and squeezed into the middle. Anxious, he directly escaped from the revolver, facing the mid-air Embrace the fire.

Clap, clap, three shots in a row, the two live treasures who were so hard to beat can be regarded as withdrawn, and the hammer was thrown aside, but Liu Zongmin was still full of resentment, and strode to Song Qingshu, pointing at his forehead The sweaty scarred face started to yell loudly.

"Laozi, don't blame my old Liu for not being able to complete the task you always told me, this bastard, he moved all the iron materials to my old Liu, not to mention, ladle me to bring you back those high-quality swords, this prodigal son It's still melting!"

Liu Zongmin is still a blacksmith now, seeing such a prodigal, it is no wonder that he is so angry.Firecrackers and swords are also Song Qingshu's lifeblood. There are five or six hundred guys under him who can fight, but except for these one hundred professional bandits, the rest are all holding hoes!But it's not easy to say anything serious to the old man with Scarface, Song Qingshu had no choice but to spread his hands at him helplessly: "I said, Lao Xia, why do you need so much iron when it's fine? What about a good knife? Ah sword! Why do you have the heart to melt?"

Who knew that Scarface was also extremely helpless.

"Boss Song! We don't have much iron. Now we are farming, and there is a shortage of farm tools. There are still more than 1000 gaps. Some of them can only be shared by two villages. In a month, we can dig sweet potatoes. There are no farm tools, so we can dig them with our hands. what?"

Song Qingshu was taken aback when he heard this, but immediately Scarface said something like an electric cannon hit him on the forehead.

"Not only will the iron material be used up immediately, but also the salt. You always ordered the sweet potato stalks harvested in Songjia Village to be washed and steamed with salt. Now there are only a few loads of salt left. Fortunately, there is also a shortage of cotton, and... ..."

There are a lot of scarface croaks, and Song Qingshu's eyes are staring at him.

Nima, it turns out that I am so poor!

(End of this chapter)