Last time Li Kun bought a group of domestic slaves for Wu Nian, things were much simpler. But those domestic slaves were different. They are domestic slaves raised by scholarly families, such as housekeepers, concierges, maids, coachmen, and attendants.
They are a group of domestic slaves who serve the master's family and improve the quality of life of the master's family.
There are also a few pretty maids among them. If Wu Nian wanted to, it would be a matter of course for him to accept them as his maids.
Most of these people are fleeing military households.
Currently, there are only two to three thousand military households in Beishan Fort. He directly has 800 slaves, which is actually very impressive.
In front of an abandoned house.
Wu Nian set up a desk, prepared the four treasures of the study, and asked the literate housekeeper to serve as a clerk with a knife and pen to take notes.
Li Yong, Tieniu, Zhang Sheng, Wang Gui and other soldiers, armed with steel knives, spread out to maintain order.
He was sitting with Zhang Jin and Li Sheng. The men among the eight hundred slaves were arranged in a long queue.
A capable man stood in front of the desk, very well-behaved.
Wu Nian raised his head, glanced at this person, and asked, "Name, how many people are in the family, and what they did before."
"Replying to your lord. My surname is Zhang Mingzhen. I have a mother-in-law, a concubine, and five children at home. The eldest son..."
The capable man said one by one, very well-behaved.
Wu Niangao took a look at this guy. He was indeed a bandit. He looked ordinary, but he actually had a concubine. It was probably stolen.
But let’s forget about the past.
"Brother, what do you think?" The housekeeper recorded it while Wu Nian turned to Zhang Jin.
"You can take him as a soldier." Zhang Jin replied simply.
"Did you hear that?" Wu Nian looked up at Zhang Zhen and said.
"I heard it." Zhang Zhen looked cute.
These military households are not necessarily all combatants. Some are blacksmiths for generations, some are good at making bows, some can make armor, and some can raise horses.
Need to be arranged separately.
"You said you can make a crossbow?" Wu Nian's eyes lit up and he looked at the thin man in front of him and said.
"Yes." The thin man said with a simple and honest look.
"Can I make a divine arm bow?" Wu Nian asked, becoming interested.
The Divine Arm Bow is a type of crossbow and is very powerful. It is the most powerful crossbow in the Chu Kingdom. If the distance is sufficient, a heavily armored soldier can be shot and wounded.
It is a powerful weapon against cavalry and heavily armored soldiers.
"A villain is just one person, and the manufacturing process of the Divine Arm Bow is extremely complicated, and the materials are hard to find. A villain cannot make it."
The man shook his head honestly and saluted.
"Yes. I will arrange ten people for you and buy you enough materials. You will slowly make the divine arm bow for me." Wu Nian immediately promoted the man with a stroke of his pen.
"Yes." The man nodded and agreed.
Of these eight hundred domestic slaves, three to four hundred were men. Those who raise horses are allowed to raise horses, and those who make iron are allowed to make iron.
This capable man with combat experience was incorporated into the family army. Together with the family soldiers recruited by Wu Nian before, they formed two teams of twenty-two people, managed by Zhang Jin.
Wu Nian also selected a few literate and clever people from the domestic slaves to manage household registration and logistics issues.
To put it simply, Wu Nian established a small 100-household office.
And it's simpler and more efficient.
Take Beishan Baihusuo, for example. It was nominally a residence for hundreds of households, but it was rotten to the core and of little use.
It's not as effective as Wu Nian's eight hundred slaves.
After doing all this work, it was almost evening. Wu Nian left a team of family soldiers to patrol nearby and maintain law and order.
He took Zhang Jin and another group of family soldiers with him and returned to his Sanjin mansion to protect himself.
As for Li Yong and others, let them go back and forth wherever they wanted.
When everyone returned to the entrance of Sanjin Mansion, it was already dark. A slave held a lamp in front of the gate. Liu Xiang and Mrs. Chen were looking forward to it in the cold wind.
"Brother. You are back."
Liu Xiang resisted the urge to throw herself into Wu Nian's arms and came forward with a happy face.
"Xiao Nian." Mrs. Chen also called out affectionately. They were newlyweds, and she missed him so much.
"Yes. I'm back." Wu Nian smiled at Liu Xiang, then turned around and held Chen's slippery little hand, scolding: "Sister, it's windy at the door. Why did you come out?"
"Someone is here." Mrs. Chen blushed with embarrassment and withdrew her hand, saying in a voice like a mosquito.
She blamed in her heart.
You can do whatever you want in the boudoir, but it's so embarrassing outside.
Wu Nian was not as shy as Chen, but he remembered. Pointing at Zhang Jin, he introduced to Chen and Liu Xiang with a smile: "This is the eldest brother I have made friends with. His surname is Zhang Mingjin. From now on, he will live in our house and help me manage my family."
"This is my fiancée, Mrs. Liu."
"This is my concubine, Mrs. Chen."
"Brother."
Chen and Liu Xiang quickly became serious and blessed Zhang Jinfu seriously.
Wu Nian looked at Liu Xiang in surprise. This girl was well-behaved and looked more and more like an official wife.
"Two madams." Zhang Jin said with a serious face and cupped his fists in return.
Although Wu Nian called him his brother, he did not dare to be presumptuous.
Since he has become Wu Nian's soldier, Wu Nian is his master, and the two people in front of him are the two mistresses.
Zhang Jin naturally has a shot in mind.
"Xiang'er. Didn't you eat?" Wu Nian asked Liu Xiang.
"I haven't eaten yet. I'll eat together when my brother comes back." Liu Xiang said with a smile.
"You, sister, and Ya'er, eat together. Let the kitchen prepare food and wine for us. I will eat and drink with my eldest brother and them."
Wu Nian pointed at Zhang Jin and the soldiers and said.
"Okay." Liu Xiang crisply responded. Then Wu Nian asked the housekeeper to take Zhang Jin and others in, while he supported Chen and planned to send her back.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps.
"Brother." There was also a friendly call.
Wu Nian heard the voice very familiar and turned around to look. I saw a person carrying a lantern in the darkness, protecting a fat man walking over.
This fat man seemed to be in his early forties, wearing a brocade robe, and his face was shiny and he looked very wealthy.
But it is one of the small flags under the same general banner, Wudang Kou.
"It turns out to be Brother Wu." Wu Nian clasped his hands in a very polite manner and bowed to salute.
"Xiang'er. Help sister go in." Wu Nian turned around and told Liu Xiang, and then asked the housekeeper to lead the soldiers in, leaving only Zhang Jin at the door.
"Look what you said. Your surname is not Wu, and you are not from the Wu family? You should call me my brother." Wu Dangkou said with a friendly smile.
They have the same surname but different ethnic groups. They were a family five hundred years ago.
"It's my fault." Wu Nian apologized and quickly called Wu Dangkou "my brother."
Although he is decisive in killing, he will never show a cold face towards these friendly people and offend them for nothing.
"Haha." Wu Dangkou was immediately satisfied.
"Brother, sit inside." Wu Nian invited him very politely.
"No. I came here for one thing, and I will leave as soon as I finish speaking." Wu Dangkou glanced at Zhang Jin, and the light in his eyes flashed away. He also recognized this tiger.
Many officials in Liaodong tried every means to recruit Zhang Jin, but they failed. Unexpectedly, he was taken under the banner of Wu Nian.
Strange, strange.
"What happened?" Wu Nian asked.
