On the way back to Luofu, Kong Fang and the others learned from Luo Sang that Mr. Luo was promoted to captain due to military merit and received half a month's military leave, so he took thirty soldiers back home to visit his relatives.
They had a long journey, and when they met a caravan escaping from Qinghe County ten miles away from the city, they learned that bandits from Litou Mountain had attacked the county town and were burning, killing and looting.
Mr. Luo was worried about the safety of the people in the city and his parents. However, the bandits were outnumbered and there were only thirty of them. It would be too late to go back and move troops.
what to do?
Luosang imitated the appearance of his own young master, pacing back and forth, then clapped his hands violently, and there it was! But I saw him buying several pieces of colorful cloth from merchants and making more than a dozen military flags.
After the military flag was assigned to the soldiers, he then asked the soldiers to tie branches to the tails of their horses. When the horses ran, they drove the branches. The branches blew up dust, and suddenly the wind and dust billowed. From a distance, it felt like thousands of troops and horses were running wildly.
Finally, he sent Luo Sang to pretend to be a bandit and sneak into the city to spread rumors that a large army of officers and soldiers were approaching the border, disrupting the morale of the army. As expected, the bandits fell into the trap and all escaped.
"Is my young master very powerful?"
Luosang looked embarrassed.
Kong Fang nodded, "This is a very clever plan. You can defeat the enemy without fighting!"
Luosang didn't understand, "Mr. Kong, what did you say?"
Fang Shiyi's eyes lit up, "Brother-in-law, do you also know the art of war?"
Kong Fang shook his head, "I understand a little, I understand a little..."
Fang Shiyi smiled. The nerdy brother-in-law is becoming less and less dull, becoming more interesting and understanding. Return to Luo Mansion and invite Mr. and Mrs. Luo out of the basement.
Luosang quickly knelt down to say goodbye.
Mrs. Luo was overjoyed, "Luosang, Wen Peng is back too?"
Luosang immediately got angry again, "Of course, the young master is not only back, but also led the troops to drive away Zhu Chongjiu. He is now doing business in the county government office! He said he would come back to pay his respects to the two elders after finishing the business."
"He led the troops and drove away Zhu Chongjiu?" The old man was surprised and happy. His son was promising and he was the first mother to feel proud. "How many soldiers did he bring back?"
"Three thousand..." Luosang responded instinctively, and suddenly remembered that the people in front of him were the young master's parents and not Zhu Chongjiu, and then corrected himself, "Thirty, the young master has brought thirty personal soldiers."
"Thirty?" The old lady stretched out three fingers, and her blood pressure instantly soared. When my son leads thirty people to suppress bandits, isn't that just hitting an egg against a rock?
"Old man, hurry, hurry..."
"What are you doing?" Mr. Luo held up his glasses with his fingers. They were a bit heavy and he wasn't used to it yet.
"Of course I'm going to help Peng'er fight bandits. Should I let you go to the theater? He only leads thirty soldiers, how can he defeat Zhu Zhong's nine hundred men?"
The old lady stamped her feet anxiously, and Mr. Luo stared at her in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
"Are you sure you asked me to fight the bandits and not to die?"
Well……
The old lady was speechless. Fang Shiyi quickly comforted her, "Master's wife, the bandits have been scared away by senior brother."
"The bandit ran away?" The old lady was doubtful.
"Didn't you hear Luosang say that Tianpeng led his troops to drive away Zhu Chongjiu and is now working in the county government?" Mr. Luo said angrily.
"If the bandits don't run away, can we get out of the basement?"
The old lady ignored Mr. Luo and patted her chest: It would be good if the bandits left, it would be good if the bandits left. She calmed down and saw the little girl next to Fang Shiyi.
"Hey, isn't this child Yun Feier? Why are you two together?"
"Madam, I am Yun Feier. It was this sister and this young master who saved me." Yun Feier said. The old lady held Yun Feier's hand and said:
"Thank you so much. Fei'er, are you okay at home?"
"Okay." Yun Feier answered reluctantly, as if she didn't want to talk about family matters. Mrs. Luo thought she was frightened and didn't think much about it. She just kept comforting her.
When Luo Wenpeng arrived at the county government office, he learned that the county magistrate Zhu Dachang and other officials and government servants had all died under Zhu Chongjiu's sword. The only official in Qinghe County was Yunque.
He immediately wrote two urgent letters and sent personal soldiers to the general and Tang Bolong, the magistrate of Baoji Prefecture respectively, informing the two Shangguan officials about everything that happened in Qinghe County. Other soldiers were divided into several small teams, standing guard and patrolling with cavalry, always on guard against Zhu Chongjiu's return.
As for the county government affairs, he left them to Yunque and took two of his own soldiers home.
After Luo Wenpeng left, Yunque put on the official uniform of the county magistrate, sat upright in the lobby, held the gavel in hand, and showed his official power to the air. He was still thinking that Zhu Dachang was dead, other officials were dead, and he was the only one alive.
People cannot be resurrected after death, and Qinghe County cannot be left without an owner for a day. Currently, he is the only candidate in Qinghe County who is qualified to serve as county magistrate.
What's more, Mr. Luo promised that if he cleans up everything in Qinghe County, he is willing to recommend him as the county magistrate.
He believed half of Luo Wenpeng's words and disbelieved half of them.
He believed that Luo Wenpeng was willing to recommend him as county magistrate, but his status would not be of much use. What Yunque believed was his father, Mr. Luo.
Mr. Luo is a great scholar with a lot of talents all over the world. If he is willing to come forward to recommend him, he will be able to pinch the snails with his fingers and be sure of the position of county magistrate.
Mr. Luo is the key to whether Mr. Luo is willing to come forward to recommend him, so he treats Luo Wenpeng with respect and obeys his advice.
He believes that his first task is to organize the county government team and appease the county people.
He personally studied ink, wrote a recruitment list and posted it outside the yamen.
Although the banditry has just been eliminated and people's hearts are unstable, he is not worried that no one will come to reveal the list. After all, civil servants are an iron rice bowl, and the year-end bonuses of five insurances and one gold are actually just small benefits. The official robe can make people proud of their ancestors, which is a little bit tempting.
What matters most are the unseen benefits.
For example, as the magistrate of Qinghe County, the annual salary offered by the court was one hundred and fifty taels of silver. This is a lot of money, but not much, enough to cover the expenses of his family of six.
But it can only maintain basic food and clothing for the whole family.
But has he ever been short of money? Skylark pinched his gray goatee, feeling proud. Without going into detail, let’s just say that last year he wrote a book titled “Auspicious”.
Daxing Dynasty is auspicious, Baoji Prefecture is auspicious, Qinghe County is auspicious, the county government is auspicious, the county school is auspicious...
He had good luck all the way and wrote 30,000 good fortunes without hesitation, and then compiled them into a book. Each book was sold for 3 taels of silver, and 298 copies were sold, making him a profit of 894 taels of snowflake silver.
Half a year ago, Boss Wu opened a new brothel and asked him to inscribe a door plaque with the words "Yu Man Lou". Boss Wu offered him a thousand taels of writing fees and allowed him to enter the building for free for the rest of his life.
Last month, while having a drink with wealthy merchants and gentry at Baihualou, he wrote a "Poetry of Hissing" while still drunk.
“It snows heavily in the cold winter,
Get up and shush at the window.
Seen as a line from a distance,
It fell into a pit when it landed. "
