Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 229
"My battalion has more than 4, and you five battalions add up to [-]. Things are divided according to the number of people, and things are divided equally. It's only right! Otherwise, I won't do it!"

"Fart, when I led my brothers and the officers and soldiers to fight desperately, Mrs. Cao's people were still nestling in their mother's nest and breastfeeding. When the benefits were shared, his mother rushed forward and told you that there is no way! The six battalions will be divided equally !"

"You fucking court death!"

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Now Song Qingshu really admires Luo Rucai a little bit, one person quarrels with five people on the other side without losing the wind, scolds and plays tricks one by one, and when necessary, a few adopted sons will draw their knives, and the aura of market hooligans rushes towards them. In future generations, he will definitely be a street boss who grabs territory.

However, back to five is not a good thing, no wonder the five people can be united in later generations, known as Ge Zuo Wuying, the five cooperated quite tacitly, Ge Li's eyes were harsh, and old back didn't have time to make red faces, the remaining few Speak loudly, watching the peasant uprising leaders well-dressed on TV, in fact, they are no different from the old peasants fighting in the market in life, and the lobby is full of quarrels.

Even though Song Qingshu went to Tianmu Mountain for vacation in his spare time, he was actually just pretending to let Ge Zuo owe him favors. Now time can be measured in gold every second. After a whole morning of arguing, no one would give in. Finally , Song Qingshu really couldn't bear to watch the excitement.

"How many! How many! Don't quarrel! Although the officers and soldiers retreated to Taiyuan in a big defeat, you should know how big the court is and how young we are? Calculate the time, and the battle report should reach the capital. In a few days It is estimated that the government and the army should gather a larger army to destroy us, and if we continue to quarrel over these gold, silver and jade objects, everyone will have to follow suit!"

As soon as these words came out, the lobby, which had been noisy all morning, fell silent instantly. Regardless of defeating the official army, the official army's strength in the peasant army was still unshakable. Ge Liyan simply clenched his fists at Song Qingshu with an angry expression on his face.

"Song Shuai, then how do you tell us how to divide it? Old He listens to you!"

"My old horse also listens to you. This war is Song Shuai's idea. You can uphold justice!"

"And I, Old Liu!"

The fifth battalion of Ge Zuo all fell to Song Qingshu, but Cao Cao was so angry that he wanted to scold him, but at this moment, Song Qingshu turned his head away with a strange smile.

"Cao Shuai, plus Lao Huihui and Ge Liyan, I have six battalions here!"

Cao Cao couldn't help trembling when he heard this. He was not afraid of Gezuo Wuying, at most he was on par with him, but Song Qingshu was very scrupulous, and the whole battalion went out to beat him, but he was defeated inexplicably, Luo Rucai felt in his heart There is no bottom line, if you go against Song Qingshu, you will be able to get out of your body, and your face has changed for a while, before Luo Rucai helplessly admitted again.

"Fool Song, tell me how to divide it!"

"You are four to the left and six to the left!"

Although this division is still a bit of a disadvantage for Gezuo, it is still fair. I always nodded reluctantly. Who knows that Cao Cao is not satisfied and wants to shake his head again. This time he did not wait for him to swear. Come on, Song Qingshu rushes over to Bai Bai in a hurry.

"Cao Shuai, don't forget that they are willing to store the goods they can't take away with me. You don't want to exchange things when the time comes. The officers and soldiers may come over at any time. If you delay for half an hour, you will lose half the money." Shi Chen’s transportation time, the loot this time, the food alone is 20 dan, and your share is [-] dan, if you are willing to continue to dawdle, I will wait for you!”

This time, Luo Rucai was finally completely dumbfounded, and after a long time of dryness, he yelled again.

"The batch of weapons and armor that the challenge officer Gouzi took before, Ge Zuo also took up too much, and these have to be divided into four or six with Lao Tzu!"

"Forget it, these armors are on my account, and I will pay for them." Song Qingshu was completely helpless when he was so stingy.

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What you get is real!Song Qingshu ended the negotiation with three or two sentences. That afternoon, the peasant army came to another big division. The peasant army under Luo Rucai was like ants, resisting silk from the accumulated supplies, and constantly moving food to his camp. It is due to the strength of the number of people that the speed visible to the naked eye of the remaining grain piles and cloth piles is decreasing.

On the other side, the transportation under Song Qingshu's command never stopped, and the carts were also pulled northward.

After a big fight, although he was very rich on the books, the five leaders of the [-]th Ge Zuo Battalion still felt very uncomfortable when they saw their wealth being taken away by others, and they didn't care about rectifying the army. They followed the wealth every day for two days. In front of the pile of goods, he opened the box of silver and took a look at the pile of silk. Cao Cao was proud of the eager eyes.

"Tsk tsk, this silk is bright when it is made into clothes! It also feels good to the touch, and this hat is said to belong to the king of the dog court. Look at the gemstones inlaid on it, Lao He, why don't you try it on? "

In the rebel army, none is more popular than King Zijin Liang for his own use, none is better at attacking than Chuang Wang Gao Yingxiang, Chuang general Li Zicheng's uncle and nephew, and the most enjoying is Cao Cao Luo Rucai. He eats and uses everything. It was on par with the high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the Ming Dynasty. Now that they have wealth, they even exchanged shotguns for cannons, wore a golden crown, and wore a set of bright yellow silk robes that ordinary people were not allowed to wear. Loach or cricket, Luo Ru came here to show off before moving the last few boxes of food.

"Come on, Lao Luo, you don't look like a prince in a dragon robe!"

Although it was a sarcasm, He Yilong's words were also sour. Luo Rucai was not only not angry, but turned over his new clothes even more, but at this time, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes. When they came over, a large group of horses trampled on the ground, the vibration could not be concealed by a few old villains. Hearing the sound, Luo Rucai, always returning, and Geli immediately looked at them nervously.

After a while, a large group of galloping horses broke into their eyes. The large group of horses didn't even have saddles on, and there were only a dozen or so people to take care of them here and there, not cavalry, especially the one leading the group of horses in the front It made several people relax.

It's Song Qingshu.

This group of horses is really spirited. Although Daming also raised horses under the horse administration, the wildness and toughness of this group of horses is definitely not something that can be raised in captivity. They are definitely war horses that were grazed by Mongolian tribes on the grasslands. The mighty horses There must be five thousand if there is no eight thousand in the group. Even Luo Rucai's pair of triangular eyes showed envy. He was born in Huihui and tamed horses when he was a child. Seeing this, he strode forward with envy. Holding Song Qingshu by the reins of those exceptionally majestic horse kings, he fondled the horse's head fondly and said.

"Song Shuai, where did you get so many good horses? Tsk tsk, this horse is definitely a breed that can only be served by the Mongolian Tatar officials in Tumote. What a good horse!"

"Brother Ma, do you like it?"

"like!"

"That's sold to you!"

Song Qingshu said with a smile, but the old Huihui almost fell to the ground, and finally came back to his senses, and he couldn't put it down, holding the rein of the horse, his forehead was full of wrinkles in astonishment, and asked tremblingly: "Song Qingshu Shuai is not entertaining the old man, this, how much money?"

"This horse is the king of horses, and it costs 100 taels of silver. The rest of them are Mongolian grassland horses from Tumochuan, as seen by the old brother Ma. They are 40 taels a horse. They were not things that were agreed to wash the city a few days ago. Put me here, Song, shall I find all kinds of military supplies to pay for it? These horses are, I don’t know if the leaders can see them or not!"

"Into the eyes! Into the eyes!" Before the old man could reply, Ge Liyan, the myopic eye, took another step ahead.

If you want to follow the Daming horse market, the price is actually quite expensive. An ordinary military horse is only about 20 taels, but it can be replaced with a Mongolian horse. Now it is more than a hundred taels. Horses were transported to the mainland, at least one or two hundred taels, which was even more difficult for the peasant army, because no one would trade with the peasant army, and no amount of money could get so many Mongolian horses.

And horses are absolutely life for the peasant army!The reason why the peasant army survived in the cracks between the officers and the army was the mobility of the wind, which kept the slow-moving officers and soldiers out of reach.

There were a total of [-] Mongolian horses, and there was no counter-offer, so the leaders of the fifth Gezuo battalion gave them all, and they all moved back to the camp full of excitement. If you have horses, what is money?How many fast horses and long knives do you want!

Listening to the bustling splitting of horses in the military camp more than a hundred meters away, this time it was Cao Cao Luo Ru's turn to wear a loach robe and an extremely luxurious king's crown, sour, and returned to the tent without saying a word. He grabbed the large porcelain vase in Jingdezhen that he had just been assigned and smashed it on the ground.

"Damn, don't you just order a broken horse? Show off to me, I haven't seen anything good, a bunch of bumpkins, mud legs! Things that can't be on the table!"

Just as he was talking, Luo Wei, his adopted son whom he relied heavily on outside, suddenly opened the tent and came in, bowing to Luo Rucai with a sad face.

"Father Commander, you always ordered the camp to be pulled out tomorrow, but there are still 150 boxes of silk and cloth that I can't take away, and there are [-] dans of grain that I can't transport! There is too much money, otherwise, we can't take these with us." Let's go, exchange something with Song Shuai?"

"Change the fart!" Luo Rucai's lungs almost exploded, and without thinking about it, he slapped her face.

"Do you want your father and me to be ridiculed by Song?"

"I don't dare!" Hurriedly drooping his head sadly, Luo Wei was still not reconciled, and muttered resentfully: "Anyway, it's useless to throw it away, my father."

"Then burn it! If you burn it, you won't let Song and those five bastards laugh at you!" His thin mouth was ruthlessly withdrawn to the side, and he shamelessly beat Ge Zuo for more than three days. It was easy to get something but couldn't take it away, Luo Rucai felt a toothache in his heart.

He has always been worried about lack of things, but for the first time he was worried about having too many things, and Luo Wei had no choice but to leave the house.

A moment later, a thick black smoke rose in the middle of Cao Ying, and he was still instructing the farm to move things. Looking at the black smoke, Song Qingshu also shook his head in a funny and helpless way.

Why bother?
(End of this chapter)