Whenever autumn comes, the West County of Yizhang becomes a little uneasy.
It turns out that although the number of people in Xijun is not small, the majority are engaged in farming. This is not because the people are unwilling, but because the cultivated fields in Xijun are quite scattered. If you rely solely on farming to support your family, you will not be able to accumulate much surplus grain. In the event of natural or man-made disasters, it is most likely to produce tragic scenes of refugees starving to death everywhere, and farming is about water, soil and weather. Although winter comes very late in almost the entire Yizhang area and spring and summer are quite long, Xijun is like a jade falling into pieces. , it can be said that the fertile fields are sparsely scattered, and the harvest in the entire county has not improved for many years.
And the more this happens, the number of people in Xijun has not declined. After all, among the six counties in Yizhang, only Xijun has the largest number of new residents every year. It has already faintly left the other five counties behind. Barren land is common with many hills and ravines, and farmland is rare. Making a living on the thin fields can no longer be said to be stretched, but rather overwhelmed.
However, in recent years, although most of the people in Xijun are still poor, their hearts are much better than before. This is attributed to Lin Pixiu, the county governor who took over the responsibilities, and Jia He and the people behind him, showing kindness both softly and hardly. Combining power and power, he actually held the Lin Li family firmly in the West County. Even though Jia He and 800 old soldiers had wiped out all the bandits in the entire West County, this was a way to cut off the wealth of the tiger. , in the end, there was only thunder but no raindrops in the family, and no one made trouble again. Even several aristocratic families in the capital of West County pretended to be deaf and dumb, and just let Lin Pixiu use his hands to draw the ground into a prison, cut off the limbs, eyes, and claws of many of these aristocratic families, and now their power is as small as a candle.
Many people speculate that this Lin Pixiu is a high-ranking man, and there will be many high-ranking men behind him. He can capture a tiger and cut off its feet, not to mention that he is facing an aristocratic family. Even though the number of aristocratic families in Yizhang is small and powerful, It's not comparable to other countries, but even if it's just a few tiger cubs, how capable it must be to surrender to such a situation.
And Lin Pixiu has been really busy in the past two or three years. It is the most common thing to visit the house three times. Not to mention doing everything personally, just because the officials of the West County have been involved in the messy atmosphere by the high-ranking family members. , Lin Pixiu must not believe it. Although most of the officials in Xijun have been replaced now, the word "do everything by hand" has become a trend. Even though it was rare for Lin Pixiu to return home, he and his wife had a lot of time to talk to each other about their feelings and talk in bed all night long. Now it depends on God's face. If something happens, he has to rush back to the county magistrate's house, whether he is personally involved or teaches someone to take the official position. No matter how the weak-minded confidants handle things, they must not waste any time.
The recent relocation of people to other counties has undoubtedly made Lin Pixiu very anxious. He has not returned home for nearly ten days. His eyes are swollen and red, which makes many county officials very timid, fearing that this will happen. The county governor, who was not very physically strong, died in office.
But now Jia He is free. Firstly, there has been no banditry in Xijun for a long time. Secondly, now that the family is honest and responsible, he can only take a breather to look at Lin Pixiu's face. He only knows how to lead an army to fight ruthlessly. Even if the idlers went to hang out in the county governor's house for a few days, they would at most be greeted by Lin Pixiu's new officials who were too busy with political affairs and had no time to care about anything else. Soon they would be ignored and they would have to lead the troops to practice in the fields, which was extremely leisurely. .
So yesterday, Jia He left on his own from the outskirts of Xijun where he was training his soldiers. He allowed Yu Dangfu to take over the hard work, leisurely and leisurely, trusting the horse and rein, and went to the Shele Tower, which is usually the favorite place for young men from aristocratic families, to go up. After a pot of tea and soup, after hearing the astonishing price, he pretended to have no intention of taking off the badge of commander-in-chief of the county on his waist, and was immediately invited to the roof of the building by the waiter, who also sent several women with the most beautiful looks in the building to serve him. Don't dare to be careless at all.
Ordinary people know that the situation in Xijun has changed a long time ago. There used to be many aristocratic families and even the official families had to give in, but now only the official family has the strongest momentum, not to mention the long-sleeved and good dancer who can go smoothly in the capital of Xijun. Jiahe declined at first, but I couldn't help but the waiter almost collapsed at the knees, so I had no choice but to accept this friendly gesture, and climbed upstairs again. I sat down and looked outside the building. I admired in my heart how wonderful it was to give up the corner of the building.
"Who is doing this business of burning harps and boiling cranes?"
Jia He was bored and looked at the red hands and flowered sleeves in front of him. The girl was still wearing thin clothes in the late autumn. He thought that the owner of the hotel was a bit stingy. He took a sip of the tea soup and made a loud noise. Soon, he was attracted by the other party. The guests drinking tea on the rooftop were speechless when they opened the bead curtain and saw Jia He sitting in a sloppy posture in the middle.
Jia He had not seen this Zhang Zhixiang for many days. He only knew that this master seemed to be very reluctant to show up. The last time he saw him, he was in Linpixiu, where he had transferred most of the officials from the aristocratic families in the West County to other places and brought them to the new place. When his confidant was an official, Zhang Zhixiang, who had a gloomy and pale face, received eight invitations from Lin Pixiu before rushing to attend the appointment. During the dinner, he complained that he was inconvenienced and left early to return home. But even though it seems to others that he is very arrogant, it is clear that the whole world knows that Zhang Zhixiang was killed by horse thieves as early as when he was in the capital. Officials in the capital of the West County are also aware of this person's ability. Lin Pixiu's thoughts and methods are all excellent, but if there is no Zhang Zhixiang is the one who will come up with the plan. I am afraid that the current situation in Xijun will come later.
Now that he saw Zhang Zhixiang here, Jia He immediately smiled and thought about it, looked at the tea cup in his hand, and looked at the poor girl in thin clothes around him. He smiled maliciously and said, "I am an innocent person, I am just drinking. After taking two sips of tea, the sound was a bit louder. I can't bear the four words of burning the harp and boiling the crane, but you, Mr. Zhang, seem to be a living person. Although the illness is gone, your heart may not be clean."
Zhang Zhixiang's pale face was not troubled by this, but he was just sarcastic, "Master Jia, sitting here in Shele Tower is just a matter of burning the harp and cooking the cranes. It doesn't matter how you are with your colleagues."
But what's a pity is that Jia He has never been a vengeful scholar, and he doesn't know what it means to be weak-skinned. He simply drove away those women, not forgetting to ask the shopkeeper to buy more clothes for the girl later. The business is so big, why? He couldn't bear to part with that bit of cloth, and then he strolled leisurely to where Zhang Zhixiang was drinking tea and burning incense. He glanced at the obscure book Zhang Zhixiang was holding in his hand, and he couldn't help but click his tongue.
Zhang Zhixiang, who had a cold temperament and never talked about friendship with others, was naturally reluctant to speak. Jiahe's temperament was not difficult to guess, so it was convenient to avoid asking why Jiahe returned to the capital on his own and only drank tea when he was clearly responsible for training troops. I kept flipping through the book, completely equating Jia He with the not-so-cool autumn breeze outside the building, and turned a blind eye.
Not long ago, many ferocious-robed envoys were transferred from the West County. The number was sixty or seventy higher than the original number. In particular, the number of red-clad envoys in the fire-flowing red robes was the largest in the capital of the West County. Jiahe sat in front of the window with nothing to do. When he inadvertently looked into the distance, he happened to see a few envoys. Wearing red clothes, he clicked his tongue twice before opening his mouth, but Zhang Zhixiang, who was engrossed in flipping through the book, intercepted his assertion first. He closed the book and said calmly, "Don't even think about it. It's dry that day, so I sent an envoy in hideous clothes to go there." I have been touring various places for a week, and there is no hidden meaning in it. There is no benefit in thinking about it. It is best to think about the things in front of you."
As a military attaché, Jia He is not as careless as ordinary people think. After hearing Zhang Zhixiang's revealing words, he smiled slightly, "How dare you ask too much? Just seeing the red clothes, I felt that there was something happy." , and then thought about the white matter. I heard before that the head of a family in the capital of Xijun has aged, and his children and grandchildren have come home from various places to express their condolences. From this point of view, every time there is a white matter, it is best to return home surrounded by people. filial piety."
"Gangs have a facade and a foundation. Whenever something big happens, the foundation must go back to avoid being robbed. The facade is not busy. You just need to keep your facade strong. What's more, at this juncture, there are people around the gang. The tiger is watching with eager eyes, and always sends out facades to appease relatives, friends, old friends, and even gang members. The rules are the strictest at this time, after all, it is a matter of life and death for the gang."
Jia He shook his head, "It's a pity. I like red clothes very much, but it seems that they are not the same thing."
"You came a little late, and the county governor just left here. He planned to go to Yizhang capital recently. He said hello to me and left in a hurry. It seems that he will move the people to other places and work with the supervisor to build paddy fields. The two things of raising farmland have to be postponed for several months and a half, which is a bit disappointing to the people." Zhang Zhixiang didn't even raise his head, turned around and changed the book to continue flipping through it, "I just don't know why. The guild was so anxious, and as the West County Sheriff's most important move was to make the people live in peace, they left in a hurry, for some unknown reason."
Jia He turned his back to Zhang Zhixiang, his face trembled slightly, he covered the window lattice with trembling hands, and forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, "The autumn wind hurts people, so it's better to blow less."
Glancing at Jia He who was stumbling downstairs in a daze, Zhang Zhixiang turned his eyes back and stroked the book, sighing deeply.
I hope I am wrong, but based on what I can see in front of me, the military armors that have been mobilized in the entire West County have been quietly transferred to the direction of the capital, but it is just words. Even Lin Pixiu, a capable person with a deep and aloof temperament after taking over the city, yesterday when he told Zhang Zhixiang how to continue to relocate people to cultivate land after going to the capital, he hurriedly said before leaving At that time, he accidentally knocked over the porcelain vase beside the door of Zhang Zhixiang's residence. As usual, he should turn around and inform him, but he ignored it and left in a hurry.
Based on clues, the situation did not seem to have changed much from the past. Zhang Zhixiang found that there was a hint of impending rain, and it was getting stronger day by day. Dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and it seemed that it was blocking the light in the sky.
"The Five Poisons in West County are all over the place, but I don't know if any of you have ever been so determined to defeat the three Yi tribes in Qiuhou. If not, I want you to know how to assess the situation. At worst, you can take it slow, but it's better to take it. The determination of the monk family has been protected for thousands of years, come and show it to me, the banished minister who is pretending to be dead, and only then can I be handed a sword that can make even the sect of the Xian family close their eyes."
