Then I received the first task of going out with the team to receive taxes from a certain place. According to convention, this is a bad guy.

Especially for me, who is responsible for counting, who is not up or down, it is a task with small risks, fast input, short cycle and high fuel.

The main thing is to go to Liangshan to collect grain and cloth, as well as some other miscellaneous items. Since Liangshan has won and continues to exist, the local scholars and people who have lost their protection due to the damage and shrinking of government forces and have to pay some price for this.

A group of people gathered at a shaded ferry at the foot of the mountain to wait.

In this team of more than 100 people, I unexpectedly saw many familiar faces. It seemed that the one who had dealt with the rebels was Deng Fang, the veteran of the rebels. I didn't expect that he would live a good life.

He is also a deputy chief now. It is said that he has gone from a miscellaneous maker to this position again. However, in the sequence of preparing for the preparatory period, he often has to travel around and transport the camps inside and outside the mountains, and can only be considered in the lower-level leader class.

After seeing me, I sighed and sighed a lot. To a certain extent, most of them, including the former leader Jiang Han, were not very satisfied. This time they were finally gathered together again, and they couldn't help but feel a bit of expectation and hope.

After waiting for a while, but not waiting for Jiang Yan to arrive, he had to set off with a little disappointment, led the team to Deng Fang, the old capital leader.

As the promoter of this matter, the absence of the former leader Jiang Yan also made me feel a little regretful and inexplicable, but I don’t know where it comes from.

After everyone arrived, we boarded the Bantou boat provided by the water camp in batches. This boat was flat and wide, shallow and stable in draft, and convenient to transfer, especially suitable for transport and transportation in this kind of water-pooled river network area.

Hundreds of miles of water, and even reed marsh and grass sieve of the same area, form the best outer cover of the Xiaoliang Mountains. The wind urges the grass to the wilderness, rippling like a blanket, and the yellow and withered reed flowers have disappeared, leaving only the burrowed grass poles.

Last time I came here as a prisoner, so I was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery of the water. Now I can finally take a quick look at it.

On the small boat, many women were salvaging water plants and other debris, and then picking the edible parts of them. This was one of my tips for self-rescue in the first place.

The fuwei was also pulled up in pieces, peeling out white crisp roots, which tasted slightly sweet. It was also a good side dish for ordinary people. Others were digging lotus roots on the withered shallows of lotus leaves, while the muddy was steaming in the cold weather.

Seeing their hard work and helplessness, I suddenly felt that my own situation was not that bad.

The boat was traveling far and wide in the winding waterway, and soon it was flooded in the water marsh that was nowhere to be seen. My thoughts also swayed with these continuous reed marshes.

According to Luo Kedi, I was surprised when I arrived here because there was internal news that the Liangshan army was interested in expanding and replacing it again in the beginning of spring, and then among the surrendered people, including this former rebel army, they selected elite soldiers and organized them into several new capitals and the heads of the regiment.

This time my turn was just an incidental inspection trip. It was to take care of my origins as an old acquaintance and also to bring me my weight in disguise.

Because, it is said that this film that surrendered to Liangshan has really produced several good-performing characters, and some upper class have seen them right.

However, this so-called familiarity is just a coincidence after the journey is getting farther and farther away, or it is just a disguised test that is like a conspiracy.

I thought about this, and along the way, several teams of all sizes from other hills of the Xiaoliang Mountains joined. In the end, the team collected four or five hundred people, and the team leader was also handed over to the head of the Central Army named Dai Zong. Although he did not have the ability and nickname of Shenxing Taibao, he was still quite polite to me.

It seemed that someone had made a special statement in advance, so he even asked Deng Fang's subordinates to arrange a few people to follow me and obey my instructions.

In the maze-like river net, after a sudden enlightenment again and again, we had arrived at the mouth of the river, a small water village extending into the river.

After stepping back onto the land, we entered the edge of Liangshan's subordinate strength. On both sides of the road that was artificially stepped on, the traces of the battlefield were still broken, and the rusted weapons and flags were not buried because they were too many. The scattered corpses torn by wild dogs were still visible in the white grass.

All kinds of burnt villages and abandoned fields have not recovered. In the silence of death, they have become paradises where crows and wild dogs linger.

This scene lasted for a long time during our trip until we saw low earth walls and fences, and the barking of dogs and chickens.

But this is not our goal. In the silence of silence and the snooping hidden in the huts and huts, we walked through here, took away dogs, chickens, ducks, etc., and continued to move forward.

This time, I didn't walk for a long time and arrived at our first destination, surrounded by incomplete low walls and dry ditches.

Xiaoguang County, as its name is, was a small county with the lowest tax rating. It was one of the many new counties analyzed from the Qingzhou government during the Guangyuan period, and developed as a Shanglu Town.

Although it is already very dilapidated, it is at least a county seat. Therefore, there are probably thousands of permanent residents in the city, maintaining the basic functions of collecting and trading these four wild villagers.

As a low-level county, the low soil enclosures here are like dogs, and the traces of being attacked and destroyed have not been filled yet.

In the dilapidated county town, residents with vegetables were covered with food, and shops along the street were still marked by fire and knife and axe. There were almost no people on the street. Even wild dogs clamped their tails wisely and hid in the shadows of houses and streets.

Only some of the holes that were not yet repaired in the building, were left with fearful faces covered with dust, and those terrified faces hiding behind the gap between the door panels and the windows, carefully peeking,

This was just the oath of ownership of the peripheral forces in Liangshan after the war, so there was almost no force that encountered obstacles.

After controlling several key points of entry and exit, he called Dai Zong's leader on the burned yamen ruins and began to summon the leaders to explain loudly.

"According to the rules, it's easy to get out of this trip..."

"Everyone can find fun here..."

"By the way, see what you use for your own things, just go and get it."

Then he turned his head and explained to me extraordinarily

"Xia Bookstore, even if you want a woman, there is no problem. If you like someone, just negotiate with me."

"Just don't kill someone afterwards..."

I couldn't help but curl my lips, okay, has the rumors that I'm very hungry about women spread in Liangshan?

Several residents who were dragged out to negotiate stood at the intersection of the long street, trembling with these outsiders and conducting careful negotiations.

In addition, the wind blows the long street, the dust and garbage fly together, and occasionally the crying of ignorant children is filled with the terrified children, which is immediately stopped by the frightened parents.

The only highlight is that after the arrival of Liangshan people, there were only a few shops that were forced to open their doors to operate.

The bean shop was huddled behind the cabinet, and the owner, who was like a sieve, looked at these men who were eating and chewing, and did not dare to come out at all.

The stuff like steamed buns is made with bean dregs and mixed noodles, as well as thick soy sauce and sweet porridge water made from millet, and steamed wheat rice covered with braised old tofu. Cut them with lots of green onions and mustard greens. Although there is no oil or water, it tastes particularly fragrant.

Pack many portions as dry food for the return trip, and then leave half a piece of thick silk for the price.

Other things like braised, cooked cakes, dried sauces, jar dishes, etc., are also collected, which is considered a private souvenir.

When the selected soldiers led mules and horses and began to patrol this small county town, I also began to take people to wander around the city.

Of course I couldn't really find any woman, but instead, I took this reason to check out most of the business in this small town and the business needed to maintain daily operations.

Although they stayed behind closed doors, it didn't prevent me from taking people in, and then taking some samples from the terrified eyes of the whole family, which was considered a social investigation of some degree.

The others who went with me had an unscrupulous expression and look.

The whole process was calm. Although it had been robbed by soldiers and bandits, the remaining people still made up what we needed.

More than a dozen trucks of grain include rice, wheat beans, off-white sea salt filled with baskets, sauce and wine in jars, bundles of white vegetarian cloth, some irregular iron ingots, stacks of skin and jerky, live poultry in cages, and several women who had already cried and cried.

My inspection at the blacksmith shop and various metalworking craftsmen's houses came to an end, and my luggage contained some jingling things.

After leaving a little cry and scars, then the next market town along the road. My task was very easy, which was to count and keep accounts at will. Basically, people rushed to do whatever they needed, errands and other things.

When my bag was filled with pieces collected from all over the place, a large cart full of supplies lined up in a long queue, and the women on the car also reached more than twenty, with all kinds of impure-like gold and silver ingots and pieces loaded with a box.

According to the rules on the mountain, in addition to the money used for collection, 20% to 30% are allowed to be used as routine waste of goods. Of course, the actual collection is far more than these, and these losses have been spread out long ago.

Those who are capable will also eat according to the local area, so these indicators of consumption are often saved as a private benefit. Generally, the leaders divide half of them, and the remaining money is given to other ordinary soldiers. Specifically for individuals, it can be considered a small profit.

But the most popular ones are the women they find. As long as they stop and rest, they will always be covered with all kinds of men. After dark every day, the women with the best appearance will be taken turns staying in the tents of the leaders overnight.

This is also a disguised means of motivation. Almost everyone has a share. The only thing that has never touched these women is me and Deng Fang.

I really don’t like it and can’t bear to mess with these poor people who are forced to fill all kinds of men’s body fluids when I have time. As for Deng Fang, I don’t know why, among the men who have a grain of spirit, there is a taste of self-discipline.

I may occasionally sympathize with them, but I can't help changing this situation. Even if I secretly let them go, I guess Dai Zong and others won't pursue anything extra, but doing so does not make much sense.

Because even if they go back, there will be no good results. It is not because of the feudal and corrupt concept of chastity. In fact, it is quite difficult to live in this troubled world, and there is not much leisure to care about ethics.

But as long as Liangshan remains standing for a day, their fathers, brothers and families will not dare or accept them easily. These women who escaped halfway through the road. Instead, those villagers and neighbors who fear the might of Liangshan will regard them as a way to cause disaster, or an ominous sign, and will be sent back to the mountain, or secretly killed to eliminate future troubles.

This is the bullshit world, the chaotic era of heaven killing, and one of the tragedies and inertia that happens non-stop every day in countless places.

I can only give some advice, such as treating these women with a little kindness for the reason that the goods are easy to live in, and taking care of food and hygiene in exchange for better service quality, reducing the frequency of arrangements, punishing those behaviors that are too rough, avoiding excessive use, and affecting sustainable development.

result,

During this period, a small episode happened. A young man from the local area, with the help of two companions, wanted to sneak into the camp at night and rescue a childhood sweetheart who was confiscated by the Liangshan people, even if she had been developed so much that she could no longer develop.

He had already succeeded, and then because of the woman's plea, he wanted to bring a few more people. As a result, these women with weak legs became burdens to him. As a result, when he fled, Deng Fang, the old army patrolling the night, was caught on the spot.

Then the three of them were cruelly cut off their limbs, their tongues and lower bodies, and they were inserted vertically on the wooden pole, leaving them on the roadside as marks. Until we pulled out the camp, we had not completely died, and it was Deng Fang who finished the pain.

As the rescued female companion, she cried and she was crying under the siege of a group of men, and was fiddled with like a rag doll.

This incident also made me firm again, and I had the determination to leave Liangshan, an unkind place whenever I had the opportunity.

But when we saw the empty official village as the barrier of the state capital from afar, we finally embarked on the road back.

Compared to the collection route that requires a long circle to go further when leaving, the return is another shorter and straighter route, so

We soon arrived at a ferry. According to the agreement, the boatmen who were returning from another place in Youying would be responsible for receiving and transporting us for a section.
Chapter completed!