In the love of later generations, you must first have a house, then a car, and then a few buns to save money, then have a romantic and beautiful appearance, and a lot of this and that, but in this era, a strong arm is enough at the most critical moment.

Wen Meng showed his reliable side of man at a critical moment. He was originally given to Liu Zeqing as a gift, but Yuan Xiang'er, who doesn't care about it, is it you who made it now? I'll announce you!

However, the romantic scene seemed not suitable here, and tears filled my eyes. Yuan Xiang'er was holding Wen Meng tightly, the small leader of the rebel army, the old peasants of the refugees, and Song Xiance, a big-headed guy who ran around every day and was still a single dog, staring blankly at the side.

"That, girl, let's go back and hug you again! Look, Lord Song is jealous!"

"Ahem!"

His beard was a little trembling. Song Xiance, who had eaten a bite of dog food, turned his head aside with resentment and annoyance, then came to his senses. His melon-shaped face instantly turned red like a little pepper, and his head drooped. Yuan Xiang'er shyly reached out to Wen Meng and hid and hid, and the group of light bulbs were scattered like nothing happened. However, the little leader of the refugee army was so excited that he started to gesture as if he saw Iron Man.

"Heroic man, you are really a god!"

"These are all subordinates of He Renlong, the general general of Yulin. They are the most vicious on weekdays, killing people like numb, and even eating living people! You have actually killed more than 20 people, which is really the reincarnation of the overlord!"

"Little prodigal, please be our leader!"

It seemed that the little leader had read some books, but he was holding his fist there with expectation, but Wen Meng lowered his head and muttered.

"He Renlong? Shaanxi Army? Hey, I'm really a good soldier!"

"Brother, thank you for saving your life yesterday, but we came to find the leader of Yuan Shizhong, the leader of Yuan camp. You should be exempted from being your leader!"

Instead of Wen Meng, Song Xiance clasped his fists and politely, but who knew that after saying this, the little leader slapped his thigh even more excitedly.

"It's just right! We're going to join the leader of the Xiao Yuan camp. Isn't it just right for you to be our leader?"

Time is running? Looking at each other in surprise, Song Xiance asked in surprise.

"Do you know where Xiao Yuanying is?"

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I really don’t know how the four Dongjiang messengers sent by Song Xiance last time were found. The three of them were running at a rare time. This time, they followed the right person and walked north along the Qin River for about a day. They found the famous Xiao Yuanying in the most complex mountain roads in the outermost Taihang Mountains.

This little Yuan camp is really strange. Bandits and bandits, how is it called bandits if they don’t move? But he has a fixed base, hidden among the mountains, and usually robs between Kaifeng and Kaizhou. After the robbery, he retreats back to the mountain.

Although there is definitely not as prosperous as Mao Jue's Dongjiang, the Dongjiang River was not as prosperous as Mao Jue, but after checking through the thief troops at the mountain pass, Wen Meng vaguely felt like he was going home.

The sorghum grains on the mountain are full of vitality. From time to time, you can see farmers carrying hoes up and down, busy loosening the soil and weeding. Small villages are also quietly distributed in several corners of the mountain valley. The influence of Dongjiang is really everywhere. Several old ladies gathered in the village square, peeling vegetables while smoking Dongjiang cigarettes.

It's not like a last-day leisure.

What Yuan Shizhong did is a bit like Mao Jue and Yu Dacheng in Dengzhou, restoring farmers' production, restoring the previous feudal system, and ensuring that farmers can have a safe production environment.

It's just that simple, even a thief could do something. The civil and military officials in the court, and the imperial examinations, and the nobles who had their heads sharply before they could make their debut. The thief seemed to be an official, protecting the country and protecting the people, but the authentic Ming government outside the mountain desperately charged and levying bribes, and those official troops were burning, killing, plundering, and even eating people and drinking blood.

It's a true image of the end of the world.

But after all, it was a chaotic world. On the hillside, you could still encounter a man wearing a ragged cloth dress holding a black cut, and the electric knife, the Dream Blade, hey, hey, practicing chopping.

The camp of Xiao Yuanying is on the highest peak of this valley, which is similar to the one performed in a TV series. The village surrounded by wooden fences stands at the critical point of the road entrance, and a team of people have already been waiting at the door.

The little leader of the refugee army that Wen Meng met was named Zhao Huaiqing, a completely small person. He was born as a student in Ji County. He studied for a few days, but he did not get into the scholarship, did not even get a county meal, and he did not even have the qualifications to call himself a poor scholar. The team he led was also several refugees who had just put down their hoes and gathered together.

There are too many such thieves. If it were normal, even Yuan Shizhong would not be able to see his toes. At most, a small leader would be recruited and divided into a piece of land for the elderly and weak to farm, and the young and strong to get rid of them, and then they would be cannon fodder when they robbed them.

But today is not ordinary. Ninety-six Shaanxi cavalry heads were raised, and it was the most fierce He Renlong tribe in the old Qin army. There were also sixty horses, fifty swords and seventy-one guns. Even in the late Ming Dynasty, where wars were frequent, the most dead infantry was the cannon fodder. It was rare to kill such cavalry, including personal soldiers.

Yuan Shizhong looked white and clean, his hair was combed into a top bun, and he still had three strokes of long beards. His face was also a handsome talent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was rare for this era to be talented, and he was quite looking forward to waiting at the door.

However, Yuan Shizhong had obviously less expectations. He faced everyone. Before Yuan Shizhong could show the tolerant smile of a leader, when he came forward, a scream of surprise sounded in the crowd.

"elder brother!"

"The third brother!!!"

Looking at Yuan Xiang'er's figure running out quickly, Yuan Shizhong almost glared out his eyes.

"Why are you back?"

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During the Ming Dynasty, three of the four great classics had been written, especially "Water Margin" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which deeply influenced these grass-headed heroes. There was also a Juyi Hall on the top of the village. There were twelve chairs on the Juyi Hall, and there was also a tiger-skin chair on the top.

Unlike other peasant army leaders, Yuan Shizhong was a landlord and had read some books. Yuan Xiang'er was his own family and did not hold any welcome meetings. Those who came out to welcome were dismissed. Wen Meng and the other two followed him into the back hall and went to Yuan Shizhong's study.

When he was at the entrance of the village, Yuan Shizhong was full of energy and looked confident and slowly, but when he sat down in the study, his face obviously showed a sense of fatigue and anxiety.

The last time Song Xiance sent a letter, Dongjiang had already cleared Liu Ze, but his message was not so backward, so he nodded straightforwardly.

"You two are the elders under Dongjiang Maoshuo!"

"I have met Chief Yuan, and I am Dongjiang praised Song Xiance for painting. This is the Dongjiang Governor General Wen Mengwen, and the uncle of Mao Jue and Mao Shuai. Chief Yuan is forgiven and makes my sister virtuous and virtuous. My Master Wen couldn't help but decide for his life, so I came to visit my uncle in person this time and pay homage to my uncle!"

No wonder before setting off, Song Xiance asked Wen Meng to "take" Yuan Xianger, and his relative relationship was calculated into the price. He deserves to be a person who can show his talents in the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

But Wen Meng was a little stupid. Why did he have an extra brother-in-law for no reason? He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, which made Song Xiance quickly behind him and slapped him hard on the base of his hind leg. Wen Meng then suddenly realized, and hurriedly clasped his fists a little silly.

"I've met my uncle."

Such a relative also surprised Yuan Shizhong. After a moment, he raised his eyebrows to Wen Meng's greeting.

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The little Yuan camp under Yuan Shizhong's governance is a bit similar to Mao Jue's Dongjiang, or another copy of the Ming Dynasty government. He led his subordinates to open fields in this Taihang Mountain Mountain area and divided his subordinates into villages. He was led by the famous village masters in the peasant army. Several villages were set up again, and the old Zhang family was led by an old Zhang family. This old Zhang family could only command the county magistrate and guards. They were usually responsible for farming and harvesting food. Once the official army attacked him, he was responsible for gathering the young and strong villages in several villages and resisting with Yuan Shizhong.

In addition to these, Yuan Shizhong also has a core force of 20,000 or 30,000 people. Under this management, the entire Little Yuan Camp is in order. The population of several county towns rarely maintains a happy land in this chaotic era.

Following Yuan Shizhong inspecting his little kingdom, Song Xiance was still persuading him while walking.

"The leader is also a great man for a while. To protect the country and the people, why bother to bear the reputation of this thief? Now that my general has expanded his territory in Liaodong, he lacks the help of such a capable and ambition. When he comes to Liaodong, he will join hands with my coach Mao to control the enemy, drink Hu blood from his sword, and leave his name forever. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?"

This is face, and you have to give it to Li Zi after giving it to Li Zi. After seeing Yuan Shizhong's handsome head nodding secretly, Song Xiance worked harder to shake his tongue and then gave it to Li Zi.

"If Chief Yuan is willing to accept Zhao'an and Liaodong land, each person will issue ten acres of land and ten taels of silver to settle down. Before the autumn harvest this year to next year, all the grain will be supported by Dongjiang. The taxes are the same as those of Dongjiang. Ten taxes are three. Those who are willing to join the army will have ten regiments separately. Chief Yuan is the general. What do you think?"

This condition was already quite affordable in the Ming Dynasty Zhao'an, and it showed Dongjiang's sincerity. The first one to implement the policy of reunification was Yang He, the three-sided governor Yang He, but Yang He's Zhao'an was more like a face-saving project. In addition to the imperial edict of Zhao'an, Yang He could not provide any silver and grain to resettle Zhao'an's refugees, nor did he have enough land to resettle them. The Ming Dynasty's reunification ended in bankruptcy and had to replace Hong Chengchou and rely on extremely bloody suppression to eliminate the excess population.

Song Xiance promised that the annual grain and ten acres of land and ten taels of silver were countless times more affordable than the Zhao'an conditions offered by Lu Xiangsheng, Song Xiance, Yang Sichang and others.

This sister is still married to Mao Jue's uncle. If Mao Jue becomes emperor, he will be considered a relative of the emperor. Moreover, Song Xiance came in person and gave him a great face. Yuan Shizhong was obviously moved. However, after hesitating for a long time, Yuan Shizhong bowed heavily to Song Xiance.

"Mr. Song, please come with the villain!"

After changing two horses in the mountain village, he rushed to another mountain top along the mountain road. After running for about half an hour, he climbed three ridges in succession. Standing in front of a wooden tower village, Yuan Shizhong pointed down.

"Mr. Song, look!"

"so much!!!"

He took out the telescope he brought with him in his arms, and Song Xiance exclaimed incredibly.
Chapter completed!