Zhao Cheng asked cautiously: "Are you hungry?"
The little stone didn't answer, but Zhao Cheng saw his Adam's apple moving up and down, so he waved to the little stone: "Come, sit next to me."
Xiao Shitou looked back at the headmaster's house, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't restrain his hunger, so he sat down next to Zhao Cheng.
The bowl filled with hot porridge was handed into Xiao Shitou's hand. Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "Drink, I'll help you watch the wind."
Xiao Shitou let out a heavy hum, and started to drink from the porridge bowl with his lips.
Maybe he was afraid of the big boss, or maybe he was really hungry. This little stone quickly drank up the whole bowl of porridge and even licked the porridge bowl clean.
Zhao Cheng sat nearby and observed that this little boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he was tall and strong, the fuzz on his lips showed his youthfulness and immaturity.
"Little Shitou, drag this guy away!" The headmaster's deep and rough voice came over.
Xiao Shitou hurriedly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, turned and smiled at Zhao Cheng, and then ran towards the headmaster's house.
Zhao Cheng turned around and looked over, and saw the headmaster throwing the mustache on the ground outside the door like a rag bag. Zhao Cheng saw the twisted appearance of the limbs and felt that the mustache must be in danger.
"Students, have you finished eating? Come here and continue reading after eating." The headmaster shouted and returned to the house.
Zhao Cheng entered the house again, and what the boss threw over was the "Book of Pansheng".
"Keep reading, and I'll listen to what this plowing book says."
Zhao Cheng then opened the book and read slowly.
Time passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. The carriage hired by Zhao had delivered the wine vessels to Dashunzhai in Qinghe County, and two stuffed toys and fishing gear were also delivered to the Zheng family in Copper Coin.
After Zheng Xiaoyueer received the gift, she was so happy that she hugged the toy and refused to let go, clamoring to see Brother Zhao Cheng.
Zheng Yucheng was a little surprised. Why didn't the person arrive when the things arrived? Could it be that he was delayed on the way? No, it's only over a hundred miles from Yulin Prefecture to Qinghe County. Even if we walk and play, it will only take three days.
Although I was a little worried, there were people coming and going on the official road, and nothing happened. I thought that young people might be playful and go somewhere to have fun, so I didn't take it to heart.
In three days, Zhao Cheng had already gotten a rough idea of the situation on "Pingding Mountain".
Because the top of this mountain is flat, Zhao Cheng simply named it "Pingding Mountain". The top of the mountain is about 500 feet wide. From 300 feet wide, it is really not a small area.
Because the top of the mountain is flat, there are mountain springs gushing out, and there are few rocks on the top of the mountain. Most places are soft soil, so it is very suitable for farming.
These hunters live on this "flat-top mountain", sometimes going down the mountain to hunt, sometimes going down the mountain to rob, interspersed with each other, with a certain degree of relaxation.
They are not on the official civil register. Because they have no status, they do not pay taxes or perform corvee labor. They are similar to a group of mountain people.
But these hunters are not mountain tribesmen.
The mountain people all follow the most primitive fishing and hunting methods. They have their own language, but no writing. Most of them use stone spears and axes. They have no clothes and only use animal skins to keep out the cold. To put it bluntly, they are primitive tribes.
But these hunters are obviously not mountain people, but Han people. They use bows and arrows, swords and guns, and speak Chinese. Their only shortcoming is that they are illiterate. But now with the scholar Zhao Cheng, the problem of illiteracy has been solved.
Judging from these circumstances, these hunters are actually pure bandits. The so-called falling grass and turning into bandits is what they are talking about.
These people should have been people with household registration. They probably committed crimes or took refuge in the mountains to escape corvee labor, and then they gradually formed a clan.
The names of these people are probably not real. The big boss is called the big boss, Wu Lao Er, Liu Lao San, Hu Lao Si, Hua Lao Qi. Because Zhao Cheng is literate, can write and do calculations, he can barely be considered a little boy. At the boss level, he is ranked last, and everyone calls him Zhao Shijiu.
There are more than 60 households in "Pingding Mountain", with a total of more than 300 people, including 70 or 80 children, 50 or 60 elderly people, and the remaining less than 200 people, half of whom are women.
In other words, the combat strength of the Pingdingshan Bandit Cave is about 80 people, but these 80 people can definitely be regarded as a force. They are used to running in the jungle, their arrow skills are very accurate, and they are good at setting traps. It can be said that in Within a radius of a hundred miles with Pingding Mountain as the axis, except for the imperial army, there were almost no opponents.
Because Zhao Chengneng can write and calculate, the boss has already regarded him as a minor boss. Although his life is no longer in danger, it is simply not possible to continue like this.
Mixing with these people called Orions, who are actually gangsters, they may be wiped out by the government one day, and there are still three months until Qiu Wei, Zhao Cheng must find a way to escape from here, otherwise, he will have to die again. I have to wait three years before I can take the provincial examination.
If Zhao Cheng turns into a bandit, Zhao Cheng's hard-earned reputation will be completely ruined, so he cannot reveal this matter yet, and he cannot escape to the government to ask for reinforcements.
It seems that everything can still be relied on by himself, so Zhao Cheng decided to start with this "Book of Pan Sheng".
These days, the boss still listens to Zhao Cheng's lectures every day. Although this book is not the book on the art of war that he hopes to get, it is also a very rare agricultural masterpiece, which records many valuable experiences about crops.
The book has a total of eighteen chapters and more than 3,000 words, so it took Zhao Cheng two or three days to finish it.
The boss heard it all until the end, but did not hear the "tactics" he wanted, so he was very disappointed.
"Old Nineteen, you are a scholar. Have you ever studied military tactics?"
Zhao Cheng shook his head: "Master, I have never learned those things. The art of war is only learned by military generals. I am a scholar."
The headmaster clenched his fists and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I was in a hurry last time and only bought this book. Next time I go to the county, I will take you with me. Be sure to buy a book on military strategy." .”
When Zhao Cheng heard the big boss mention the word "county", he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
Pingdingshan is located between Yulin Prefecture and Qinghe County. If you say prefecture, then it must be Yulin Prefecture. If you say county, then it must be Qinghe County.
In other words, these hunters often go to Qinghe County to buy supplies.
Thinking of this, Zhao Cheng couldn't help but feel a little excited. It seemed that it was not difficult to escape from the bandit's cave.
"Master, I wonder if you have ever heard of the saying that the emperor never needs hungry soldiers?" Since the master mentioned this topic, Zhao Cheng followed the words.
