Three Kingdoms: Jiangdong is no longer a rat

Chapter 5 Leaving the House
"Yier is reviewing the files of Qian Tong and Zou Ta."

"He also asked Pei Ji to send people to draw a geographical map of Qian Tong's territory, saying he wanted to make a sand table. What is a sand table?"

"I just finished punishing Si Qing, and he brought her back. How shameful!"

In the backyard of the Yan Mansion, Yan Baihu walked back and forth in the house with his hands behind his back, and the beard on his face kept shaking as he spoke.

Xu Ying knelt on the couch, holding a roll of grain and fodder account books in her hand. She was looking at it carefully when she suddenly frowned and said, "Can you please stop turning around? It makes me dizzy. Why don't you ask Yi'er when he comes?"

"I always feel that Yi'er has changed a lot recently." Yan Baihu lowered his voice and asked, "Does Madam feel the same way?"

Xu Ying glared at him. "My son has grown up and become sensible. What's wrong with that? Do you think you'll be happy only if things are the same as before?"

At this time, Yan Yi walked in from outside the house, and Yan and Xu immediately fell silent.

Yan Yi pretended not to hear what the two said. He coughed lightly and said, "Father, Mother, I'm going out of the city tomorrow to recruit two troops for the baggage train. If there's any delay, you can stay outside the city for one night and return the next day."

Yan Baihu immediately put aside the matter of Si Qing and the files, his thick eyebrows knitted together: "The army already has civilians and slaves to transport food, fodder and equipment, why recruit them?"

After a month of getting along, Yan Yi had basically figured out Yan Baihu's temper. With Xu Ying around, this guy was just a henpecked and reckless man.

He had already prepared an argument, and immediately said, "The civilians and slaves are powerless. They will immediately scatter if the enemy arrives. Instead of dividing our forces to protect the grain route, it would be better to recruit young and strong men, train them, and use them to transport supplies. This will effectively prevent the enemy from raiding the grain route. Furthermore, if so many refugees pour into Wucheng and gather to cause trouble, it will also be a hidden danger. If we can recruit the best and bravest among them into the army, that danger will naturally be eliminated."

Yan Baihu wanted to refute, but he also felt that there was some truth in it. After a while, he finally said, "Are we going to keep those redundant military slaves for nothing?"

"Father, you can give these military slaves some of the wasteland in the county and let them farm and pay taxes."

Yan Baihu shook his head and said, "Where can we get extra grain and oxen to give them?"

"Father can 'borrow' from the powerful families in the county. These people have gained power with father, so they have to contribute something." Yan Yi frowned. "These powerful families and wealthy families have been involved in many immoral and illegal activities. They need to be punished from time to time."

Yan Baihu muttered, "What about the extra rations and rewards?"

"Quality is more important than quantity. In my opinion, it's time to get rid of those parasites in father's army who don't follow military discipline and falsely claim rewards and rations." Yan Yi didn't want to argue with Yan Baihu anymore and smiled at Xu Ying. "What do you think, mother?"

Xu Ying put down the account book and glanced at Yan Baihu: "More knowledgeable than your father."

Yan Baihu was immediately defeated and left angrily.

Only the mother and son were left in the room, so Yan Yi told Xu Ying about the fall from the horse.

Xu Ying's eyebrows were raised, like an enraged tigress, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "Wait until I find out the truth first. Whoever dares to harm my son, I will tear him into pieces!"

Yan Yi said with some concern: "What if this matter is related to my uncle?"

Xu Ying snorted coldly, "Yan Yu was raised by your father, so he's almost half your father. Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing. It's likely that his foolish son was bewitched by someone."

Yan Yi then asked, "If Yan Yong is killed, how will we explain this to my uncle?"

Xu Ying sneered, "He has more than one son, so just kill him! Yan Yu should be thankful that he has more than one son, otherwise even your father wouldn't let him go so easily."

Yan Yi immediately felt relieved. He was originally worried that once this matter was confirmed, it would cause turmoil within the Yan family, but judging from Xu Ying's tone, Yan Baihu should be able to easily control the situation.

Xu Ying turned her gaze to Yan Yi and said softly, "When you leave the city tomorrow, remember to bring extra guards with you. You are my only son, and I don't wish you great wealth and honor, but only hope you're safe and sound. Your grandfather was a high-ranking official with a salary of 2,000 dan and held a position of power and prestige, yet didn't it vanish overnight? Your father may have some legacy, but the dangers involved are something only we know. I can protect you for a while, but not forever. You'll have to walk your path on your own. Fortunately, you're becoming more and more sensible, and I'm more relieved."

Xu Ying's words touched Yan Yi's heart. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever cared about him so much.

The no longer young woman in front of him had already left a mark in his heart, overlapping with the image of the mother he expected.

Yan Yi suddenly felt fortunate to have come to this world, which not only gave him a new life, but also provided him with spiritual comfort.

The next morning, the spring breeze was gentle and the sun rose, casting a bright light. Golden sunlight poured down on the red lacquer gate of the Yan Mansion, and the rows of copper nails on the gate gleamed in the light, reflecting a dazzling glow.

There were seven or eight carriages and carts parked in front of the mansion gate, and servants and maids were loading large and small bags of daily necessities onto the carriages.

The chariot and the chariot were common means of transportation during this era. The chariot was cheap, while the chariot was expensive. The former was mostly used to carry people, while the latter could carry both people and goods.

Ever since Yan Yi fell from his horse, a faint cloud of sorrow had shrouded the Yan Mansion. It was not until today that this cloud of sorrow completely dissipated.

Upon learning that Yan Yi, who had recovered, was about to go out, everyone in the Yan family became busy early in the morning.

Dozens of armored cavalrymen led their horses and stood beside the vehicle, led by an eight-foot-tall, dark-faced man and a thin, middle-aged scholar.

Seeing Yan Yi walking out of the mansion surrounded by several followers, the big man and the scholar hurried forward to greet him and bowed deeply.

"General Chen dares to pay his respects to the young master!"

"Assistant Revenue Officer Cao Qiu pays his respects to the Young Master!"

Yan Yi wore a hakama and a turban on his head, which made him look less elegant and more heroic.

He walked down the stairs calmly and looked Chen Gan up and down.

The man was about thirty years old, with a strong build and sharp eyes. There was a scar half a finger thick across his right eye that went all the way to his cheekbone. It was obvious at first glance that he was a brave general who had experienced many battles.

Yan Yi was delighted and patted his arm, praising him: "He is truly a tiger general!"

Then he turned his gaze to Cao Qiu and smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, sir."

Chen Gan grinned, while Cao Qiu was flattered. He bowed and said, "Young Master, you are too polite. I am here by the commander-in-chief's order to serve you. If you have anything to say, please feel free to ask."

The Assistant Lieutenant of the Household Department is the deputy of the Household Department, mainly assisting the Household Department official in managing the household registration, customs, agriculture and sericulture in the county. Although Yan Baihu did not say it, he was thinking about it in his heart, and specially arranged for Cao Qiu to follow Yan Yi out of the city to recruit soldiers.

At this time, a cavalryman came over leading a white horse.

The white horse has a strong and agile body and its coat is flawless white. It was the hair-binding gift given to Yan Yi by Yan Baihu when he was fifteen years old. It was named Xuelibai.

Yan Yi looked under the saddle, but did not see the stirrups that were familiar to him in his previous life, only two rope loops for footrests.

He had no idea of ​​making stirrups for the time being.

Horses were scarce in Jiangdong and expensive, with an average warhorse fetching hundreds of thousands of coins. Yan Baihu spared no expense, yet he only maintained four or five hundred cavalrymen. Stirrups did little to improve the overall military's combat effectiveness.

If stirrups were made now and flowed into the Central Plains, those forces with large cavalry would be able to gain a significant increase in combat power in an instant. It would be easy to tell which is more important.

Only when you have a considerable number of cavalry will it be the time to make and promote stirrups.

"You guys drive the car and go to Geqi Pavilion to prepare your accommodation first. Everyone else, follow me!"

Yan Yi gave a few words of instruction to the servants and maidservants, then turned around and mounted his white horse.

Thanks to the original owner's superb riding skills, coupled with his experience of riding in his previous life, his riding skills are quite good. Although he has not yet reached the standard of cavalry combat, it is more than enough for daily travel.

drive!
Yan Yi gently pulled the reins, tapped his heels lightly on the horse's belly, and rode out.

Dozens of cavalrymen shouted and quickly followed.

(End of this chapter)