A battle in the military camp.
In full public view, Zhang Jin killed Liu Qiankun of the Liu family's boxing sect, and wiped out the prestige of the new general banner Chen Jinshi.
The news spread like wildfire.
But the military households at Beishan Fort said they were numb.
Wu Nian, a drunkard, would do amazing things from time to time. Killed the tiger, was involved in Li Ding's death, suspected of killing Cheng Gao, recruited Zhang Jin, and took in eight hundred bandits as domestic slaves.
Which of these incidents is not earth-shattering for Beishan Fort?
Who is Chen Jinshi? After serving as an official for more than ten years, I got the official position of the general banner. Although Guan'er is big, he is unremarkable.
Isn't it true that he is the enemy of Wu Nian?
Hitting an egg against a stone?
Deserve it.
So such a big thing turned out to be nothing unusual in Beishan Castle. Military households should do whatever they should do.
After watching a play, Wu Dangkou felt that Wu Nian was invincible in Beishanbao and it was difficult to attack him directly. He would still keep a distance from him in the future.
On the one hand, he is worried about his own land.
The Wu family has been entrenched in Beishan Fort for more than a hundred years. After so many years of land annexation, Beishan Fort owns three to four hundred acres of land, and there are also some acres and shops in the county town.
After Wu Dangkou returned to his Sanjin house, he came to the main room and sat down, and asked the housekeeper to find his old wife Wang to discuss it.
"Madam. Do you know how to sell the land?" Wu Dangkou's words startled Wang. She shuddered and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, are you gambling? You owe a lot of money. Are you going to sell your family property to pay off your debt?"
It’s no wonder that she has a lot of imagination. Of the ten people who sold their family property, eight of them did so because of gambling.
"What are you thinking? I'm preparing to run away." Wu Dangkou said angrily. But when he saw his wife being so frightened, he patiently explained the situation.
Wang was relieved, but she also looked confused. She said: "The method passed down from our ancestors is to let us buy land. How should we sell the land?"
The couple thought for a long time. It was decided to sell the fields and shops in the surrounding counties first. That's easy to sell and belongs to the public.
Moreover, it was a hot commodity, with many squires rushing to buy fields and shops.
Gold cannot be eaten at home, and it has no future. Only land is the treasure that can be passed down to the family.
But the fields outside Beishan Fort are not easy to sell.
The people in Beishan Fort are all military households. Who outsiders dare to come here to buy land? As for the rich and powerful people in Beishan Fort, they are all selling their fields.
Those poor military households couldn't afford it.
An acre of land outside Beishan Fort was originally worth three to five dollars. On the same day, there were two of them, and on the next day, there was only one. By the third day, the special code was only worth half a string, and no one wanted it.
All the flags were panicked.
Wu Mansion. Inside the hall.
Wu Dangkou was sitting on a chair. He had finished drinking the tea on the coffee table. He had already drank three cups of this tea, but he still felt thirsty.
His wife Wang was also sitting with a sad face.
"Master. This field really can't be sold. There's no point in selling it at a discount." Mrs. Wang reached out to touch her tears and choked.
She felt distressed.
In these three days, Tian's value has gone from three to five to half.
This was all ancestral property. It was like a knife cutting into her heart and heart, causing pain all over her body.
"It's a special code. It's really evil. In the past, generations of ancestors used to find ways to buy land from military households, including but not limited to deception, frame-up, and killing. Now it's better, and I can't sell it even if I want to."
Wu Dangkou felt a pain in his throat. He slapped the table with his right hand heavily. The porcelain tea cup jumped and fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Not only the Wudang bandits, but also the entire small flags in Beishan Fort became ants on the hot pot, spinning around anxiously.
It's also like the green leeks growing in the ground, waiting to be harvested.
Wu Nian Mansion, in the back house.
The sun is shining brightly today and there is no wind. Mrs. Chen, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, came out to bask in the sun and watched Wu Nian practicing horse riding.
After Liu Xiang became an official's wife, she had more free time, so she accompanied Chen to watch Wu Nian practice horse racing.
In the center of the courtyard, Wu Nian was wearing thin clothes and sweating, waving a stick eight feet long and practicing a set of sticks.
Of course, horse riding is used on horses, but there are many different tricks on flat ground.
Zhang Jin is really good at martial arts training. He taught Wu Nian three horse-fighting routines. Now they don't have a good gun, so they can only use wooden sticks to deal with them.
Zhang Jin stood aside and watched Wu Nian practice horse racing. His eyes were filled with surprise.
When Wu Chu learned Ma Shan, he was very clumsy and must have been a beginner. However, after just two days or so of practice, he had mastered the three sets of techniques in a so-so manner.
This level of progress is really amazing.
Although his Lord Xiaoqi is not born with divine power, he has great potential in the later stage.
As long as you give him enough time, you can definitely become a powerful general.
He holds a horse with a length of eight feet, wears heavy armor, rides a strong Liaodong horse, and carries a strong bow behind the horse, and travels across the world.
Actually this is normal.
Things like martial arts can be understood by analogy. In addition, although Wu Nian has never practiced horse riding, he is good at using wooden sticks and spears.
This horse is a bit long, but as long as you practice diligently, it can be mastered.
Practice makes perfect.
After Wu Nian practiced three sets of techniques, he was already sweating profusely. His clothes were wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.
But his breathing was still very even, and his face was only slightly red.
The energy is sufficient and the breath is long.
There are not many routines in these three methods, but it is really difficult to use a stick that is eight feet long. And this stick is pretty light.
The horse weighs dozens of kilograms.
Wearing armor weighing dozens of kilograms and using horses weighing dozens of kilograms. This requires a lot of strength, as well as skill, both human skill and horse fighting skills.
When people and horses become one, they get twice the result with half the effort.
If the people and horses don't cooperate, the horses will not be used well.
"Master Xiaoqi is really making rapid progress. If you practice for a few more months, it won't be a problem to go into battle with the Meng Yuan people." Zhang Jin said sincerely with admiration on his face.
"It's not enough to just fight, we have to massacre." Wu Nian smiled slightly and handed the Zhangba stick in his hand to the house slave beside him.
Liu Xiang and Chen each came up with a scented embroidered handkerchief, wiping Wu Nian's sweat like a sweetheart.
"Brother, you are an official, why do you practice this? You suffer for nothing." Liu Xiang felt distressed and took the handkerchief to wipe Wu Nian's face.
"Yes. The sweat that comes out is all blood." Mrs. Chen also helped.
Wu Nian smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking warmly in his heart. "As expected, your hair is long but your knowledge is short."
At this moment, the housekeeper ran in from outside, panting.
