When we got home, it was almost time for Hai. The family put up mats and put up lanterns in the backyard, waiting for Shen Hao to come back to celebrate the festival.

The Blue Moon Festival in Shen Mansion was so deserted that this year, no matter what, I had to wait for Shen Hao to come back and have fun together. For this reason, Chu Linxiang and Yu Qiao arranged singing and dancing for most of the month in advance. Yu Qiao played the piano, Chu Linxiang sang, and three fox girls danced together. Although the audience was Shen Hao, there was constant laughter. The family kept making noise while grasping the tail of the festival until they went to bed in the middle of the night.

The next day, there should be two days off, but Shen Hao chose to go to the police and continue to handle various official duties that have been backlogged in the past two years in the public office, as well as to control the progress of the Black Flag Camp in various places in real time.

If he could recover the current difficult situation in the country within one year, then Shen Hao would be able to make a lot of experience, which would be of great benefit to him in the future as commander of the Xuanqingwei.

And just like Shen Hao is busy day by day, the sound of the Black Flag Camp in the country has gradually become louder and louder...

By the end of April, the Heiqi Camp had obtained nearly 200 low-level sects from Wanjuanshushan and Mingshan Sect, which almost included nearly 80% of the low-level sects in the sect circle. The number of cultivators who signed employment agreements with the Heiqi Camp also increased from more than 1,300 to about 3,500, of which most of the cultivators from the Qi Refining Realm to the First Realm of the God Retention Realm accounted for.

Moreover, as so many lower-level sects reached employment with the Black Flag Camp, the attention of some casual cultivators with mediocre cultivation and talent was pulled back from the sect, and finally flowed into the Black Flag Camp, and the number was no less than a thousand, and it was even gradually increasing.

From the beginning of its establishment to the present, when did so many monks live in the battle formation? In the past, more than 70% of a small flag camp were ordinary soldiers, but now half of the monks and soldiers are already on the same side. The improvement of the overall combat effectiveness of this pair of Black Flag Camp can be said to be visible to the naked eye.

But even though the Black Flag Camp is currently fighting steadily and slowly regaining the defense lines released before, relying on the big city, it began to squeeze the activity space of evil monks, but the evil monks did not let it go, but instead took a fierce counterattack, and the tug-of-war between the two sides was quite fierce.

However, the Black Flag Camp now does not need to take into account the vast defense line as it was at the beginning of this chaos, resulting in loopholes being penetrated one after another. Now most of the defense lines are still circling and guarding. In addition, the Black Flag Camp's combat power has soared, so you are not panicked at all in the face of the counterattack of evil monks.

Although there are many soldiers who died in battle, the number of evil spirits and evil monks who also killed are also eye-catching. Every few days, a group of new evil monks will be hung on the gates of major cities. They will throw away the dogs and feed some old ones and even have not even had time to smell.

The soldiers who fell into battle did not just post a list of the Black Flag Camp as silently as before and then give it a pension. Instead, under Shen Hao's instruction, the names, hometowns, and military achievements of the soldiers who fell into battle were listed and posted on the city gate, which contrasted with the heads hanging on the city gate.

In the past, I always heard how many thieves were killed, how many officers and soldiers and Xuan Qingwei sacrificed again, which was the same number. It was amazing when I passed the cave in the city gate and just cursed a few words when I looked at the head hanging on the door.

But now whenever I look up and see the heads of the thieves on the city gate, and look at the list of the dead soldiers posted next to me, their vivid names seem to be like their neighbors, but now they are no longer there.

Who hurts it?

Aren’t they just those evil monks like rats and bed bugs? Bah!

A feeling of hatred seems to be getting stronger and stronger from every person who sees or hears others explain.

People's hearts are all flesh, and no one is born with a heart of iron. This is especially true for the people at the bottom. They don't want much, but a stable environment and a livelihood to support their families. So whoever wants to destroy their simple thoughts is their enemy, and whoever wants to protect their thoughts is their benefactor. The truth is simple and easy to understand.

There are many people who read the list, but in fact, not many people are literate. And not everyone has time to stand by and read every name above to others.

An old farmer carrying a basket frowned and stamped for a long time before finally holding a young man in a long garment that looked like he was literate.

"The old man is illiterate and his eyes are not good. You, the young man, will help the old man count how many soldiers died in the notice?"

"Old man, what are you doing?"

"When I go back, I find a carpenter to carve a card. If the name cannot be engraved, I will carve as many heroes as the old man will offer it to the main hall."

"Well, I'll count later... This list offers 277 heroes."

"Okay."

“…”

The soldiers guarding the city gate at the edge of the city were stern and interrupted: "What are you doing for the number of individuals? I really want to cultivate Zhonglietang outside the city next month to help you with strength. Not only these brothers on the list can enter, but the brothers who died in the past can enter. They are all heroes who died in battle around our Fengri City. Maybe your family is still good, but they are the ones who sacrificed their lives to exchange."

Not only the Heiqin Camp died in battle, but also the army and many garrisons. Although I envy the people in the Heiqin Camp for being able to make some mourning and honor after their death, the Zhonglie Hall is not just the Heiqin Camp. Such a thing is naturally to be promoted by the soldiers guarding the city. What is related to the names of all those who eat this bowl of rice!

"We want to build a Zhonglie Hall?!"

"Well! It will start next month, and it will be on the flat ground on the Wuhua Tree. If you go and see it now, you should have drawn out the places. Why are you lying to me?"

With the words of the guards, the passing people immediately became excited. They said that they were incompetent to kill thieves, but it was still okay to help Zhonglietang. Who had no strength? It was okay to help carry a few shoulder poles of soil and stones? As for wages? No one had thought about it.

Money? I help a group of heroes build a ancestral hall. You and I will withdraw money? Do you look down on me?

People with this simple idea are not only the people of Fengri City. This situation has been staged at the gates of big cities in various places in the Jingji Dynasty.

The idea was not made by Shen Hao, but Pang Ban, but the one who agreed to it was the emperor. After all, the matter of great grief and honor like establishing Zhonglie Hall can only be favored, and it can only be the emperor. Pang Ban has no qualifications.

Originally, Shen Hao was not sure whether this matter would be blocked by Qingchi on the Emperor, but now it seems that it is not. The emperor has made all the matters of Zhonglietang in various places in one breath, and allocated a large amount of silver and money from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to use it specifically. The specific affairs will be handled by the local governments.

However, when Pang Ban mentioned this matter to the emperor, he really just mentioned by the way, "It's better if someone is watching this matter, so as not to search below." So the Black Flag Camp became a "supervisor".

ps: There is another chapter I will post in the afternoon, and I will go for a physical therapy in the morning. I’m sorry.
Chapter completed!