Chapter 216 Spring is here
Human beings keep retreating the space of activities in the cannibalism, and wild animals are flourishing again. Decades ago before the Yellow Turban Rebellion, wild rabbits were almost invisible in the suburbs of the county. Wild boars weighing two to three hundred catties strutted proudly on the fields where the ice and snow hadn't melted. While walking, they used their noses to dig up the remaining snow that hadn't melted, and rummaged from below for the young shoots that had just seen the warmth and couldn't wait to grow.

But this fat pig's good life is coming to an end, because one beautiful big eye is squinting excitedly, while the other is squinting.

Bang~
Let's say, there is only a mistress who doesn't work hard, and there is no home that cannot be broken up!Cough, anyway, the little girl Zhuge Ying has worked hard for more than a year, including showing up next to Wang Hou when nothing happened, tugging at his little hand ambiguously, and knocking on his door at night. The beloved old cannon was stirred up and separated.

She is also really talented in shooting. Even with firearms, it is not perfect to deal with a wild boar weighing two to three hundred kilograms. There are a lot of wild boars with three or five shots in the thick skin that are still running around alive, but she shot it precisely on the eyes of the wild boars. Behind the eyes is the fragile brain. The heavy guy that was destroyed didn't even snort, and lay on the ground directly. The dozen or so Wang Family Army sergeants whose foreheads were covered with sweat stared round in disbelief.

"Call a horse! Drag this fat pig back and give the state shepherd extra food!"

Satisfied with humming, Zhuge Ying was like an old hunter again, handsomely throwing her old cannon barrel that she had finally fooled around on her back with a small leather jacket, this girl turned over handsomely and jumped onto the horse again .

But they didn't come out to hunt, the most important task was to catch the strong men!

Just as he got on his horse and didn't take a few steps, suddenly someone from behind excitedly waved his hand in the air.

"Miss Zhuge! Black smoke! Hey! Miss, slow down!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuge Ying was already swaying the reins of the horse, and galloped out excitedly. On the other side, in the pure spring blue sky, straight black smoke rose into the sky, and in the wilderness, more cavalry followed. The horses were galloping wildly. In a dry river valley, a group of 400 refugees was blocked by the Royal Army cavalry. Looking at the sharp halberds of the cavalry in all directions, these war refugees from the north of Chengyang County were on guard. And held up the hoe or stick in his hand in fear, trying to give himself a sense of security.

"Miss!"

Seeing Zhuge Ying approaching, the cavalry surrounded in front gave way again, and now this girl was also led badly by Wang Hou, she was wrapped in a big leather vest with a flowered padded jacket inside, with Zhuge's surname so tall, She was stunned to wear the style of a bandit girl in the late Qing Dynasty, but this outfit did bring her a fierce style. Facing those trembling refugees, she flicked her leather vest and pinched her waist with her little hand. This girl is fierce. An Ang little brain.

"Surrender? Or die?"

Amidst the clattering sound, the jackals gathered together like that, and the cavalry of the royal army who surrounded the refugees in a circle also raised their steel crossbows with a clattering sound.

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It was already the end of February, and within two months, Rizhao City had undergone a slight change. First, the government office in Qingzhou that Jia Xu wanted was finally built. The only thing that makes him depressed is that Wang Hou's territory of Qingzhou Mu now only has a desolate beach like Rizhao City.

Even Taishan County is out of control for the time being, only two troops are left in Longmazhai, let Wang Congge monitor the mineral transportation, and then urge the grain, cloth and hoes returned from the trade to be distributed fairly. He can't get his hands on the internal affairs of the sixteen small villages in the big village.

So the county office is just a decoration, and what is really practical is the huge storage warehouse group built next to the five-story Rizhao Shaxian Hotel, and a huge factory building that Wang Hou plans to use.

The outermost part is the military camp under construction, and now he has mobilized most of his nearly ten thousand troops from Taishan County.

As soon as the cavalry team came back, they could see a few phalanxes like tofu cubes training in a straight line in the wilderness. Facing the cold spring wind that was still cold in spring, they were walking in the queue naked with their halberds in hand. Hearing the messy beating of the horse's hooves, everyone's eyes turned away enviously in the one-two-one order.

Wang Hou's idea of ​​running the army comes from later generations, at least it is also a modern army. It is too adjusted, and every day is either training or training, so that the task of going out to patrol the realm that no one wants to go has become a favorite. Head to fight for this spot.

Under the escort of the cavalry, more than 600 refugees also passed the barracks in awe, and then were led to the messy wooden house slum in the east of the city.

After escaping, I didn't have high expectations for the place to live. Before entering the door, a fat-faced old man lazily ordered the workers to come over. One of them distributed a set of clothes first, so that these Chengyang refugees who were arrested by the strong man Surprised, while sending out clothes, the fat county official was still yelling listlessly.

"The twelve houses counting from the east are all empty, but at least five of them live in one household, regardless of whether you are a couple, brothers, neighbors or something, five in one house! Killing and fighting are not allowed! Otherwise, beheaded for public display! No stealing is allowed. In addition, there are two important rules of my family Wang Zhoumu. You are not allowed to defecate anywhere. The big ones must go to the public toilets, and the small ones should be poured in a jar on the floating soil in the residential area. Violators of the first item will be fined to squat for an hour to a day according to the seriousness of the circumstances, just like them!"

The fat official pointed a whip in his hand, and built a flat wooden cage at the entrance of the slum. Inside the cage, men, women, and children in their fifties were clapping their hands and holding their heads with sad faces. Sweating and squatting on horseback, watching this scene, a bearded burly man in the crowd of refugees immediately hummed disdainfully.

"What kind of punishment is this? You don't need to work, and I'll be fine if I squat for a year!"

"Really! Come here, take him to try!"

The cell door was opened with a creak, and in the eyes of the newcomers watching the excitement, the strong man took himself like a hero, found a seat, spread his legs, rested his arms on his head, and squatted down easily.

However, 1 minute is easy, 2 minutes is easy, and 4 minutes this guy will die, throwing his arms sadly.

"I don't squat anymore, I don't squat anymore!"

With a slap of the whip, it hit his buttocks, and the Qingzhou new army, who was tortured in the army, was a little perverted, grinning and yelling and cursing.

"You can come here when you want to, and leave when you want! At least I have to squat for an hour, hurry up and squat back, or I will serve you in shackles!"

Under the surprised eyes of those refugees, squatting down sadly again, the strong man's calf trembled, and large drops of sweat flowed down his forehead, and they were also in awe when they saw it.

But the awe only lasted for a while, and was replaced by joy, and he yawned again, and the fat official yelled feebly again.

"In addition, steel mills are now recruiting people. They only need strong men aged 30 to [-]. They will work for a month and get a piece of wheat and a stone of cloth. Order something!"

A stone of grain and a bolt of cloth a month?The refugees who heard it were all stupid, what luggage do they have?Even a few 60-year-old old men crowded in front of the fat officials excitedly.

"Me! Me! Guan Ye! I'm not sixty, I'm only sixteen!"

(End of this chapter)

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