"Baobabababababa..."

A whip was set at the entrance of Qinjia Village, and the hanging "Yizhang Red" sounded like thunderbolts, and red chips were everywhere. Ye Xiaotian, Ma Qiancheng, and Ma Qiancheng's uncle, Chief Xuan, and others hurried forward in the choking smell of gunpowder, and kept walking out of the rolling smoke, and then took a long breath.

The firecrackers in Qinjia Village were celebrating victory. Ye Xiaotian and others walked there as if they were doing a wedding. Ye Xiaotian stood still, looked around and said strangely: "Huh? Where is my person?"

Xuan Changling glanced at him angrily, pointed to the distance, and said, "Those innocent faces are your people, right?"

Ye Xiaotian held a tent and looked into the distance. He happened to see a four-wheeler. He couldn't help but be surprised and happy: "Ahh! They have been released first?"

Xuan Yan sent a snorted, "They didn't catch them at all!"

Ye Xiaotianqi said: "Why?"

Ma Qiancheng said proudly: "It's not worth it! I am a descendant of General Fubo, you are a descendant of General Zhechong. Only famous families with prominent backgrounds like you and me are valuable."

Ye Xiaotian: “…”

Ma Qiancheng misunderstood and thought he hadn't figured out the account. He said, "Of course, they are not worth a big son, but as long as you and me are caught, they don't need to be caught back. They can't kill them, they have to take care of their food and guard them. Why bother? Anyway, they can't beat them even if they are caught. When calculating the ransom, they will be worth it and then add them to you and me."

Xuan Yan said angrily: "Yes! So you bastard cheated me of thirty-one ducts of salt. You, a friend named Ye..."

Xuan Yan sent a look at Ye Xiaotian and said sadly: "Put in forty-five ducts of salt!"

"What?" Ma Qiancheng was indeed angry and blushed and asked his uncle: "Why? Why is Brother Ye much more valuable than me? It costs fifteen more tans of salt?"

"It's fourteen dan!" Xuan Yan made the accounts clear: "Why do you think? Because he was arrested and he brought so many subordinates, do you think it's not a big deal?"

"So that's it!" Ma Qiancheng turned anger into joy and said complacently: "I just said that, I thought that Ma Qiancheng, I, was not worth much than Brother Ye. It turned out that he was captured more people."

Ye Xiaotian: “…”

Xuan Changling was so angry that he kicked his nephew hard on the ass, then looked at Ye Xiaotian and said unhappily: "Who is the person under his feet? Why did he get involved with my precious nephew?"

Before Ye Xiaotian could speak, Ma Qiancheng rushed to say, "This brother Ye is the prefect of Kuocang during the Jin Dynasty and the descendant of General Ye Gong, Zhe Chong. It's been so long since you don't study, uncle, you don't understand."

Xuan Changling: "…”

Ye Xiaotian coughed and said to Xuan Changling: "Master Xuan, Ye is the chief of the Woniu Department of Tongren, Guizhou, who went to Chengdu Prefecture to do it."

"Oh! Guizhou Tongren..."

Xuan Changling rolled his eyes and patted the back of his head, thought hard, and said, "The great chieftain in Tongren seems to be the surname Zhang? Are you a local official under the great chieftain of Zhang?"

Ye Xiaotian said in his heart: "The news is really blocked. Tongren Mansion has undergone earth-shaking changes, but he doesn't even know."

But after thinking about it, I felt relieved. Not to mention that the transportation here is inconvenient, the news is indeed blocked. Even if this is not the case, there is no need for this local official who is guarding the salt well and waiting to die. There is no need to ask about the changes in Tongren, Guizhou. If the magistrate of Panyu, Guangzhou has changed people, the two are neither the same year nor the same hometown nor the relatives, so will the magistrate of Huailai, Hebei pay attention?

Ye Xiaotian didn't tell him that Zhang Dafa was finished, and the Zhang clan also moved to Guiyang to imitate Tian's family and became an apartment man. Now the head of Tongren Mansion is just a mere man. Instead, he smiled faintly and nodded, "That's it!"

Ma Qiancheng was probably very intoxicated by the glory created by his ancestors, so he cared more about how brilliant the ancestors had. His uncle Xuan Yan was much more realistic. When he heard that Ye Xiaotian was a local official in Tongren Mansion, his face looked much better.

Xuan Changling brought Ye Xiaotian and his party and his unlucky nephew back to his village. Ma Qiancheng immediately slapped the table and shouted, "I want to reorganize the troops again to find Qin Liangyu's bad luck." He had three little cousins, namely nine, seven, and four. The three little fat men clenched their fists and cheered around their cousins, eager to try. Even the three fat men in open-crotch pants looked like they were going to charge with their cousins.

Xuan Changling ignored the bastard nephew and asked Ye Xiaotian to sit down, politely talk with him, and asked about his purpose of coming to Sichuan. Although Tongren is far away and the transportation is not convenient, Xuan Tuguan guards the Yanjing, but his business is not just salt.

Now he has become half a businessman. If there is really any wealth that can be communicated with, it is tantamount to a new way of wealth.

Ye Xiaotian also wanted to deal with local local officials. Not to mention that once Yang Yinglong is encircled and suppressed in the future, Sichuan will have the imperial troops and local local troops recruited to participate in the war. Jieshi is likely to have some cooperation. Even outside the war, if the two sides can really establish commercial cooperation, it may be a matter of mutual benefit. The tycoon's family now lives in Tongren, but the branches are all open to Jinling, Yangzhou, and Suzhou. How can Woniuling fall behind?

There are really many places where they can cooperate during this conversation, and both of them have local officials' backgrounds. There will definitely be few difficulties in exploiting and retaining the passes along the way. Once a stable commercial route is established, it will be a stable source of wealth.

Xuan Changling was overjoyed and felt that the prodigal nephew could do some good things occasionally. After a conversation with Ye Xiaotian, the two sides established a preliminary contact. Xuan Yan sent him enthusiastically to ask Ye Xiaotian and his party to stay in their village.

At this moment, the housekeeper suddenly led three soldiers wearing mandarin duck war jackets. Wearing such war jackets, they were soldiers from the court, but they were not local soldiers under a local official's tent. Xuan Changling didn't know what the person came, so he quickly stood up, and the smile on his face had slightly lowered.

The sergeant had to give advice. The soldiers knew that the short, fat and white middle-aged man was the local official here. The leader hurriedly stepped forward and crossed his hands and bowed, saying, "Mr. Mo, under the order of the governor, recruit local soldiers from all over the country and go to the Songfan line to help prepare for defense!"

As the soldier said, he opened a letter stamped with the Governor’s defense in his hand, and looked at it, "There are 1,442 households, 8,859 people. Two hundred and twenty local soldiers should be recruited and transferred. He must report to Chongqing Prefecture within three days."

In addition to paying tribute, local officials from all over the country also had compulsory military service. Ningxia Bobai rebelled. The news that the Governor personally visited the Songfan defense line to inspect the defense line has spread. Xuanchangling also heard that it was a recruitment. He was relieved and hurriedly took over the official documents of the Governor's Office and said: "Xuan received the order. Within three days, he will be dispatched to Chongqing!"

The soldiers did not stay much and nodded and were about to leave. However, Ma Qiancheng jumped up from the chair: "Does my uncle want to send troops? Does my Shizhu Ma family also need to transfer troops?"

The soldier looked at him curiously. After he was asked about his young chieftain of the Ma family, the soldier opened a list and looked at it, saying, "Yes, the Shizhu Ma Army recruited 1,200 local soldiers, and it should be reported to Chongqing in the past two days."

Ma Qiancheng was overjoyed, rubbed his hands, and said with a red face: "I miss my descendant of General Fubo, and it's time to show my skills. As the young master of the Ma family, how can I not lead the way in advance for such a big thing? Uncle, please quickly mobilize troops, I want to go to Chongqing with your people!"

When Xuan Changling heard that his unlucky nephew was willing to leave his home, he no longer let him deliver salt with tears in his eyes. He was overjoyed and immediately said actively: "It's so great! I'll select local soldiers now, and you will go on the road with them tomorrow!"

The soldier who had not left yet praised him after hearing this: "Mr. Xuan, Master Ma, is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, which is admirable!"

Ye Xiaotian: “…”

Xuan Changling was busy selecting local soldiers to lead his prodigal nephew away as soon as possible. Ma Qiancheng, who was not careful of his uncle's true intentions, was excited to help his uncle go to the selection of soldiers. Ye Xiaotian was led by the manager to the guest house. Tian Binfei, Elder Dong and others were sitting in the guest house chatting. Ye Xiaotian came in and said, "Everyone, I'm afraid we will have to leave here tomorrow."

Ye Xiaotian told Li Hualong about the recruitment of troops and said, "We are the guests of Ma Shaotusi. If Ma Shaotusi leaves, we are afraid that we will not be able to stay any longer."

Tian Tianyou and Tian Wenbo were happy when they heard this. Since Ningxia Bo rebelled, the court had to implement a pacification policy on Yang Yinglong, the government would probably have to implement a policy of appeasement against Bozhou Yang Yinglong. In this way, Zhang Shizhao, He En and others' flying letters would probably turn big things into small things.

Tian Tianyou blurted out: "Since that's the case, we might as well rush to Chengdu to finish the matter as soon as possible!"

Ye Xiaotian and Tian Binfei looked at each other, and there was a hidden worry in their eyes. What they were afraid of was that Yang Yinglong would drag on indefinitely. Who would have thought that Nabobai would not turn against him sooner or later, but he would have jumped out to make trouble at this time.

Tian Binfei said: "Don't hurry, you didn't listen to Lord Chief, have Governor Li gone to Songfan now? Could it be that we will chase him to Songfan again? The Governor may not have time to take care of this matter at this time! Besides, Bo Bai was shocked by Ningxia, Shaanxi, and Sichuan. Perhaps the court had given up the questioning of the Heavenly King. Let's... go to Chongqing first to learn about the movements of the court!"

Tian Tianyou thought about it, and what Tian Binfei said made sense, so he reluctantly nodded and said, "Well, then we will go to Chongqing with Ma Qiancheng tomorrow."

At the same time, Qinjiazhai is also recruiting strong men. Qin Kui and Qin are not local officials, but local gentry with fame and reputation. They have no obligation to serve in the military, but Mr. Qin has always been "the rise and fall of the country is responsible for every man." After hearing the news, he immediately ordered his clan members to select young men and soldiers and go to Chongqing to serve with the army.
Chapter completed!