large ballistics

Chapter 181
Herringbone Slope, a bazaar about [-] meters away, was originally a bare herringbone crossroad. Gradually, because it assumed the function of communicating with the surrounding villages, thatched cottages were built on both sides of the road. Usually, there are no people. It was lively from the very beginning.

Villagers from the six surrounding villages carried poles, and two baskets were hung on the front and back, with some things in them. At this time, shopkeepers from other places would also come over.

From large transactions such as flattery, to poultry cubs working on farm tools, flower cloth, and bowls, there are all kinds of things.

"Hey, old man, have you heard? The new battalion commander from Chenjiahe wants to suppress the bandits in Fumiao!"

"Why didn't I hear that early in the morning, the team was beating gongs and drums and said they wanted to suppress the bandits."

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While setting up a stall, these people talked a lot.

While the villagers were discussing, six carriages were parked in a low bungalow not far away.Six squires got off the carriage and greeted each other, each holding a small box in their hands.

They didn't dare to refuse to come. Before the new battalion commander arrived, they collectively pretended to be deaf and dumb. Now the invitations are all sent to the door.

Under the leadership of Han Dajun, six squires came to the bungalow.

"I've seen Battalion Commander Li! Battalion Commander Li is really young and promising!" The six squires stepped forward one after another to salute with fists in their hands, and then put the rattling gift box on the table next to Li Chong.

Standing beside Li Chong, Han Dajun slapped the gift boxes with his big hands and opened them one by one.

The inside is full of foreign money, each gift box is [-] yuan, not too much, not too much, just like what was negotiated.

The corners of the six masters' eyes twitched. They were really soldiers and bandits.Fifty Oceans, although it is not worth mentioning to the family business accumulated over the decades, but it has to collect the rent of more than half of the village to collect it.

And the rent can only be collected twice a year, but I want to collect more, but the land in the field grows crops twice a year.

Han Dajun raised three fingers to Li Chong.

Li Chong saw that three hundred oceans came up easily, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that in this world, no wonder everyone wants power, and power comes with money, and it is true.

"The national army was stationed there, and found that there were bandits endangering the village. You masters are all local officials, how can you allow the bandits to run amok?"

"Sir, you don't know. The bandits who asked about Fu Temple came and went without a trace. They have more than 40 people and more than [-] long guns. They are not easy to mess with."

Li Chongle said, "Hehe, this is interesting, a group of bullies down the mountain are actually afraid of a group of bandits in the temple on the mountain, hahaha."

"Sir, you are joking." The six squires said with a smile on their faces.

Li Chong grabbed a handful of foreign money and rubbed it in his hand and said, "For this money, even if you contribute to suppress bandits, if you pay, we suppress bandits, it's justified."

"Yes, yes, we all hope that the national army can wipe out that bandit and return the villagers to a bright future."

The six squires really hoped that this group of strong national troops could wipe out the bandits. After all, those bandits had harassed their food collection team at ordinary times, and the losses they caused over the years were no less than the gifts they gave.

"But the soldiers and horses have not moved, the food and grass go first! Brothers eat and drink enough to have enough physical strength to successfully suppress the bandits at once, right?"

Li Chong deliberately emphasized the word "one time".

"Yes, yes." The country gentry couldn't understand the meaning of Li Chong's words, and they cursed in their hearts that these soldiers were really worthless and greedy.

"Hahaha, happy. Come, come, all the masters will attend the bandit suppression meeting with me."

With the money and food in hand, Li Chong walked more leisurely. As he walked outside, Li Chong felt that he had fallen "easily" and that he would have to learn how to eat and get cards without a teacher.

"Hey, big guy, don't set up a stall. The chief of the national army has set up a stage in front to hold a bandit suppression meeting." An old man with a very light head ran over and said.

Before the words fell, the sound of gongs and operas came from the uphill.

The villagers who set up stalls on both sides of the Herringbone Slope Road picked up the stalls on the ground and gathered at the quiet place.

At this moment, a temporary platform was erected on the upper slope of the herringbone slope. Three tables were placed in a row on the platform, and six wooden chairs were placed behind it.

A banner was hung high, with the words "Bandit Suppression Conference" hanging on it, and black light flickered under the sunlight.

Under the four big characters stood a row of soldiers, holding guns and looking neat, serious and unsmiling.

On both sides of the stage, gongs and drums are loud, with the rhythm of singing.

There is no shortage of people who can beat gongs and drums in the village, especially with six villages around, any kind of talent can be found.

Li Chong generously used five oceans to gather a team of artists who beat gongs and drums and sang rural operas. Usually, they were invited by country gentlemen who had a happy event, such as taking a concubine, to sing for a whole day, but each person shared a few coins.

Under the heavy reward, these people showed unprecedented enthusiasm in blowing and beating.

The sound of singing attracted people from nearby villages, bustling under the stage.

Suddenly the sound stopped, and three seconds later, the sound of the clapper changed from small to loud, and then the sound of the protagonist's blowing and beating sounded in the play, and the soldier next to him shouted loudly: "The chief of the national army is here!"

Li Chong stepped onto the stage with three company commanders.

Li Chong stood in front of the stage with a sword and golden horse, three company commanders stood aside, and six country gentlemen sat on chairs.

With a wave of his hand, Tang Dayao, the company commander next to him, handed over the iron horn.

"Hey, hello, good morning, folks. My whole battalion officers and soldiers are stationed here and drink a side of river water. Drinking water reminds me of the source, so I want to do something for the folks. I heard that the folks have suffered for a long time, how hard it is, let's listen first Listen to what this old man has to say!"

Then, an old man with a very bald head came up from the stage carrying a shoulder pole.

Sit directly on the table.

"I'm bitter, really. I only know that there are bandits in Wenfu Temple, and they will come to the village. I don't know that there will be bandits during the market. I opened the door early in the morning, carrying a pole and a basket , Pretended to be reluctant to eat the pheasant eggs and two pheasants that I had saved, sold them in the market, and prepared to change some money to measure some cloth for the baby who didn’t have pants.”

As the old man talked, recalling the sad past, the old man burst into tears, his voice sobbed, and the sad erhu sounded beside him very well.

"Wa's mother told me not to go, saying that there were bandits in the market last time. I didn't listen, so I opened the door and went out. When I walked to the herringbone slope, before the basket was put down, I heard 'the bandit! The bandit! !', and then a group of ferocious people knocked me to the ground and kicked me to the side. I was kicked and passed out. When I woke up, I saw the basket was kicked aside and the eggs were snatched Let's go, there is a chicken feather hanging on the straw on the wall, my poor baby is still naked!"

With this tragic story, the villagers in the audience restrained their curiosity, and they all immersed themselves in the past of the bandit disaster.

After the old man finished speaking, he stood up and walked down the stage contentedly, thinking that the tears shed this time were worth it, the officer gave him an ocean!

(End of this chapter)