Gudu Pier.
Zhao Sheng and a large group of workers were drawing lines on the ground.
They placed the cobblestones neatly on the ground to form long cobblestone lines, using them to outline the general shape of the neighborhood.
Zhao Sheng looked at the "Tianzun Design Drawing" in his hand while circling, and said loudly: "Build a town office here. The mayor who will manage this town in the future will work here."
The workers quickly made a mark in the middle of the cobblestone-encircled ground to indicate that something was going to be built here.
"Shops have been built here... Merchants can buy and sell goods here."
"This place is built as a residence..."
Zhao Sheng was talking and walking. Not long after, his whole body began to fail. The sounds of "huchi" and "huchi" began to intersperse in his speech.
A young boy from Qingjian County ran over, holding a big bowl in his hand. The bowl was full of a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine soup, which exuded a fragrant and bitter taste: "Sir, your Dingchuantang soup is ready." ”
Zhao Sheng picked up the soup and took a sip, which made his brows wrinkle into one line.
When he is resting, others cannot move and have to wait to listen to his instructions, which seriously affects work efficiency.
While he was distressed, two old farmers suddenly ran up next to him. They were actually carrying a soft sedan made of bamboo. They said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, please sit on this. We will carry you, so you won't be so worried." tired."
Zhao Sheng: "Hey? How can that be done?"
The two old farmers said: "You are our great benefactor. I don't know how to repay you. Just let us help you."
When they said this, Zhao Sheng couldn't be polite anymore, and he got on the soft sedan obediently. This time, he felt different immediately. The two old farmers were carrying Zhao Shengjian like flying. The horse could run wherever he wanted to see.
The construction site here is full of people running to look at it, and the construction site over there is full of people running to look at it.
Zhao Sheng was always impatient, because asthma limited his mobility. Now he no longer has to worry about asthma. He suddenly feels that his ability to do things has become several times stronger. His presence is everywhere on the entire dock construction site... …
"By the way, I heard yesterday that the cement plant was short of limestone. Has the problem been solved now?" Zhao Sheng turned to ask the two young monks.
The two young monks had just taken up their posts and wanted to show off, so they hurriedly said: "Sun Genping from Sunjiazhuang led more than a hundred people and found limestone on a small hill two miles north. They are organizing a convoy today. I went over to carry stones back."
Zhao Sheng smiled: "That's good."
As soon as the two of them said this, they suddenly heard shouts from outside the village. It was the workers who had gone out to dig limestone. They ran back in a panic. They seemed to have lost the carts they used to transport the stones.
Zhao Sheng: "Huh?"
The war monk rushed over in one stride and asked urgently: "What happened?"
Sun Genping, who was running at the front, was embarrassed: "We dug the limestone, loaded it into the cart, and were about to transport it back. Suddenly a group of bandits ran out and scared us to death. We had to abandon the mine cart and run back."
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The war monk's expression darkened: "Are the bandits coming again?"
Zhao Sheng also said: "Hey? How can this be done? I'll go find Master Zaoda and send the cavalry to snatch our limestone cart back."
A group of people quickly took action...
The camp suddenly became lively, and all the cavalry battalions under Zao Ying's command gathered urgently and got on their horses.
However, at this moment, the sentry on the archery tower suddenly shouted: "There are people coming from outside the stockade. Everyone, look to the north. A convoy has appeared in the north."
A few leading people climbed up the watchtower and looked north. To their surprise, they saw a large group of people dressed in disorder, who looked like bandits, pushing carts carrying limestone towards the Gudu Pier.
At this time, the cavalry no longer needs to attack, and everyone is waiting to see what happens.
I saw the group of people stopped just a stone's throw away from the village. A man at the head walked over with his hands raised and without any weapons. He shouted to the village: "Heroes, don't shoot! We are not here to fight." Yours, what happened just now was a misunderstanding, we didn’t steal your car, look, we helped you push back the cart loaded with rocks.”
The people in the village looked at each other in confusion. After a few seconds, Xing Honglang said loudly: "I am Yongji Xing Honglang. Who are you?"
"We are farmers from Mingyi County in the north. Listen to our Shanxi accent." The leader said: "A few days ago, we were robbed by Lao Zhang Fei's people and forced us to join his rebels and follow them. We came here together... and... we even came to attack your stronghold, but we didn't rush to the front, we hid in the back... we didn't go to the battlefield at all, and we ran away as soon as the battle started."
Hearing this, everyone in the village was stunned.
Well, this can be believed!
That time, all those who dared to rush forward to build a stronghold were turned into corpses in all likelihood. They were either killed by grenades or firecrackers, or were killed by He Ping...
The farmer said loudly: "We don't want to be thieves. We were forced by them with knives to follow them. When we saw you killed Lao Zhang Fei, we didn't dare to join you. But, we have been hiding these days. Peeping around, you are different from other thieves. You are building carriers and doing other jobs..."
When he said this, everyone in the village understood that he was here to seek refuge with his side.
The war monk clasped his hands together and said: "Ami stole the Buddha! Evil deeds will make people afraid and stay away, but good deeds will attract people closer. These people are attracted by the good deeds of Master Xing. The poor monk thinks they can believe it."
Xing Honglang could also hear the Shanxi accent of that group of people. Since they did not come from Shaanxi, they must be the local people in Shanxi who were threatened: "I can believe it, but I can't completely believe it. I think it's better to just leave it like this. I won't let it go for the time being." Let them enter the stockade, lest they set fire to it in the middle of the night, and keep the inside and the outside together. Just let them stay outside the stockade, help us dig out limestone and transport it back, and just pay them their wages."
Lao Nanfeng and Zao Ying both nodded together, feeling that this plan was reliable.
The fifth grader grinned: "Okay!"
He is the general of Shanxi's "Expeditionary Force". If he says "good", the matter will be settled.
Xing Honglang stuck his head out from the wall of the village and said loudly: "I understand, you don't want to be a thief in the future, right?"
The farmer outside said: "We are not thieves in the first place."
"Okay! That's easy." Xing Honglang said: "Then we will leave you to work. Your job is to dig stones and transport them to our village. We will give each of you three kilograms of flour every day."
People outside cheered: "Great! There is something to eat."
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