The last time Huo Bao and his party came to Mangtou Village, they went from Quyang County to Nanshan Village to Dongshan Temple, and entered the mountain thirty miles from Dongshan Temple to enter the village.

A total of ninety miles of mountain road, I walked for two days and had a night rest in Nanshan Village.

This time I went down the mountain, but I went in another direction, and the seventy-mile mountain road went directly to Quyang County.

In addition to the two mule carts of the Scouts, Shui Jin and others also used four mule carts, and two carts of copper coins were pulled on them. This was to use the guise of purchasing to inquire about the news in the city.

Shui Jin came to the Scout early and squeezed to Huo Bao. The two of them sat on the shaft of the car, saying nothing.

It’s okay to see the green in the deep Black Python Mountain, because there are water veins.

When you leave the deep mountains, the green becomes scattered.

Large areas of farmland and scattered farmhouses began to appear. Now the transition from spring to summer is the time for farmers to work hard, but what everyone sees is dilapidated and desolate.

The dry and abandoned farmland is left with only broken tiles and ruins, and there are many villages.

Shui Jin was also a farmer, so he was pumping the air conditioner because of this situation.

"Everyone has run away, even if it rains, it's too late to have crops."

"Where can you go to Bozhou?" Huo Bao was puzzled: "Have you all gone to Lingshui?"

It is five hundred miles away from Bozhou, and it takes more than ten days to walk on the road. For the people who have cut off food, it is impossible to get to the point of being alive.

Shui Jin shook his head: "No, we passed by Lingshui with our third brother before, but we didn't see many more people in the county town. Will they all flee to Jiangnan?"

"Who knows?" Huo Bao remembered the sporadic ferries on the river and did not think that these people were really fleeing to Jiangnan: "When we headed south in early March, we also saw many uninhabited villages... Some were harmed by bandits, all died, and some were so deserted."

"I guess I've been fleeing the famine. It won't rain. The dealer can't count on it. I can't wait to die." Shui Jin sighed.

Qikeshu Village, where Tu San, Shui Jin and others are from Quyang County, is located in the northwest of the county town, about 30 miles away from the county town, next to Bozhou, and there are tributaries of the Huaihe River outside the village. The drought is much better than that of Nanshan Village and Heimang Mountain.

If it weren't for this, last month, the three disciples were ordered to return to their hometown to recruit soldiers, and they wouldn't have recruited eight hundred township heroes.

Marshal Liu claimed to be in charge of 50,000 soldiers, but in fact, 50,000 is an imaginary number. The entire Bozhou is less than 50,000 soldiers, and it is also divided into five marshals.

Marshal Liu had only eight thousand real troops on hand.

These eight hundred townsmen were attracted by the eye. Marshal Liu had previously agreed to join Tu San's army, but he was told by people around him that he would not mention this matter.

The three of them gave him the method of doing other things, so they had to "take the initiative to ask for the order" to go south to recover Quyang.

Among the eight hundred local brave men, only twenty-three were selected.

As for Jiang Ping, he was the commander of Marshal Liu and handed over hundreds of people in his hands, and was able to follow Tu San to the south as a "deputy man".

Huo Bao is not an outsider. Shui Jin talks about these things, but he just wants Huo Bao to know the difficulty of his uncle. Uncle and nephew work together to make a career.

When Huo Bao heard this, he felt more and more that his decision was right.

Independent military power is the fundamental principle of developing forces.

If Tu San hadn't taken this step, he would have just been an ordinary general under Marshal Liu, so where would he have the capital to compete for the country?

Huo Bao drove, and he listened to both of them even though he was determined or not.

After knowing that the famous Marshal Liu actually only had eight thousand soldiers in his hands, Huo Bao couldn't help but curl his lips and felt a little contempt in his heart.

The three villages in Black Python Mountain were integrated, with 1,700 main soldiers and 500 auxiliary soldiers, which totaled 2,222.

Marshal Liu carefully snatched the eight hundred people from Tu Sanzheng. Will he attack these more than two thousand people again?

Master Tu San has a good temper, but those village leaders are not just a waste of money, so they may have to argue again.

When Huo Bao thought of this, he felt gloating. He did not realize that he had taken out the scouts and the law enforcement team alone, and did not belong to the forces of the three sub-sects.

The seventy-mile mountain road, everyone has never rested, and they even ate dry food directly on the road.

At Shenzhengshi, the group finally arrived outside Quyang County.

At the gate of the city, two rows of people walking were very fast; in the rows of mule carts and horse carts, officers and soldiers checked the goods and asked a few questions, which seemed to be collecting taxes into the city.

In recent years, the court has been in constant struggle, and local officials also remembered the various taxes to scrape the land, which is commonplace for everyone.

"When we passed by in late March, no one was collecting taxes." Huo Bao found out that it was different and looked back at the mule cart: "There are too many people, so let's divide half into the city and half outside to pick up the cart."

Shui Jin had no objection, left half of his hands, and lit a few small hats in blue. The wealthy servants dressed up and took a mule cart containing copper coins to line up at the county gate.

Huo Bao divided the ten scouts into several groups, made an appointment to meet up after entering the city, and then lined up to go in line.

There was only water in Huo Bao and Huo Bao and the other two.

The pedestrians pay a penny to get into the city, but it’s not much.

There was no money in front of him, and the county soldiers did not drive him away. They just asked him to register for the purpose of entering the city, searching for relatives, visiting friends, and making a living. They also pointed out the way. The yamen was summoning people to open a drainage ditch, keeping food and accommodation, and they cost five cents a day. If they couldn't find a job, they could go there for a few days.

The man thanked him very much and went there happily.

Huo Bao couldn't help frowning.

What is the cost of one penny to enter the city? What is the salary of five pennies?

Has the prices in Quyang dropped?

One bun is ten cents per, two hundred cents a pound of sauce meat, one hundred fifty cents a piece of sauce duck, and a thousand coins of rice. This is the price in early March, and it is almost the same in late March, and he still remembers it clearly.

The severe drought is still continuing, and there are only a small amount of grain storage in various places, but there are not many channels. How can the prices drop?

If the prices were not so high, no one would have installed two whole cars of copper coins down the mountain as cover.

A cart of copper coins, more than one hundred stagnant coins, and if you really want to exchange for food, it will only be more than one thousand kilograms.

Quyang County collects "communication tax" at the city gate in order to make money, but the one-cent tax for the city is too cheap unless... the purpose of setting up a card is not to collect money.

Huo Bao couldn't help looking at the mule cart.

It was already Shuijin's turn over there. A county soldier opened the curtains, looked inside, said a few words to the people around him, collected a bunch of money, waved his hand to let them go into the city, and it looked exactly like that.

But after the mule cart entered the city, two young and strong people were placed behind it.

Huo Bao's heart was raised, but his face was not revealed.

Huo Bao had already paid the three cents and the three of them entered the city smoothly.

"Now this Quyang County Magistrate is good. The fee for entering the city is only one cent... I came here two years ago and I collected three cents." Shui Jin said with a smile.

Huo Bao asked in confusion: "I don't have a lot of money this day, so why are you doing this? It's worth watching a dozen people?"

Both of them looked at Huo Bao, but Huo Bao did not speak immediately. After he was far away from the city gate, he whispered to the two: "Our mule cart is targeted."

When Shui Jin heard this, he was not surprised, but was a little excited: "It must be the gangster staring at the city gate and staring at the people entering the city to make a fortune. Humph, these grandchildren hit us and clean up them up!"

Huo Bao thought of the price: "No wonder the county soldiers collected such a low tax on entering the city! They were not collecting taxes, but surveyed the city gate and colluded with those gangsters."

Shui Jin said angrily: "It's a collusion between officials and bandits, and there are no good officials in the world! Humph, who is afraid that they will not succeed? Let's go to the gathering point and take the brothers over there, so we can't let them succeed!" Before he finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"Don't have to go over and let them rob!" Huo Bao grabbed Shui Jin and said.

"Ah?!" Shui Jin widened his eyes, not sure.
Chapter completed!