Xiaocui hugged Elder Liu's arm with a playful smile, kept swinging back and forth, and said playfully:
"Aunt Liu is so amazing! In just a short time, she organized these people into four square formations. There are also these military rules. Can Aunt Liu teach me more!"
When setting off from Baihu Village, although there were four team leaders appointed by Yang Ming, the team still changed the soup without changing the medicine. Under the leadership of Xiaocui, they all rushed to Heimuzhai.
Sun Simiao had never led an army before. When he was there, he always felt that there was something wrong with the formation, but he couldn't pinpoint it.
Elder Liu, who was accompanying him, couldn't stand it anymore. He stopped the advancing team and rudely taught Xiaocui and the four group leaders the basic operations of marching. He also complained about Yang Ming, who was the hands-off shopkeeper.
It's half an hour's journey from Baihu Village to Heimuzhai.
Elder Liu rode a war horse and waved his whip vigorously. After scolding and beating him for several rounds, the four small square formations began to look good as they walked and practiced.
The fighting ability is not strong, but at least the appearance can bluff people!
No! Zhong Kai was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat!
"Your young master has said that he plans to transport the supplies back to Daizhou first, and I will let you take care of things here for the time being. You will be the housekeeper here from now on, and this Blackwood Village will also be renamed Yangjiabao!"
"Until everything is taken care of in Yang Family Fort, I will stay by your side to assist you, including teaching you martial arts and military strategies. I will leave the training to Zhong Kai. If you don't understand, you can ask him for advice!"
When Xiaocui heard this, she jumped up happily, hugged Elder Liu and started spinning around.
"Good! Finally, I don't have to go back to the Wu family to be buried as a funeral gift! Long live my young master! Aunt Liu, we will live together from now on! Please take care of me, Aunt Liu!"
Elder Liu's real name is Liu Yun. He is forty-five years old and a native of Lu County, Youzhou. Like other elders, she was a slave captured by the Khitan Yuling tribe before meeting Lin Bingyan.
Now that I think about it, I have been following Lin Bingyan for quite a long time.
When Lin Bingyan went north to Youzhou in despair, she happened to meet Khitan Li Luo who came to beat the autumn wind, so she got angry and chased him for hundreds of kilometers.
But by mistake, he entered the territory of the Yuling tribe.
Lin Bingyan caught the Khitans indiscriminately and cut them down. Her incredible martial arts skills were like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and she stunned the Yuling tribe. The good leader of the Yuling tribe was kidnapped by Lin Bingyan as soon as he woke up and had breakfast.
In the days that followed, the news that the Shandong gentry was destroyed and the Lin family was slaughtered reached Khitan.
Lin Bingyan also completely gave up on Yang Xiong, and her love turned into hatred. She began to take root in Khitan, and slowly accepted the passionate leader and gave birth to Lin Wan'er.
Liu Yun and the four of them also followed Lin Bingyan's remarriage and became personal maids to follow her around.
It was not until the later period when the Khitan tribes annexed each other and the Yuling tribe rebelled that Lin Bingyan fled to Youzhou with her young Lin Wan'er and lived in seclusion in Baihu Village.
To put it bluntly! Mother and daughter Lin Bingyan, Lin Wan'er, apart from their stunning looks and incredible martial arts, they know nothing else.
The ancient version of standard silly sweetness!
Yang Ming asked Liu Yun to assist Xiaocui because he also liked Liu Yun's ability. After all, the person who can make Baihu Village prosperous in more than ten years is better than Xiao Cui no matter how bad he is.
Everyone has strengths and advantages.
for example:
Liu Yun is suitable to be a life mentor, Xiao Cui is suitable to be the housekeeper of the Yang Family Fort, Zhong Kai is suitable to help train soldiers, and Er Gouzi is suitable to help Yang Ming carry wood!
The style of painting changed,
Beside the Zama River.
The slopes are covered with twists and turns of bamboo pipes. At the end of the bamboo pipes are the endless acres of dry land outside the village.
The land in Baihu Village is very fertile. Lin Bingyan was afraid of causing trouble. For the safety of the people in the village, she chose the farming area outside the village.
It is originally by the river, and the geographical location of the cultivated land is relatively low. Generally speaking, it is much more convenient to get water.
But as luck would have it, in order to choose concealment, there is a slope between the cultivated land and the river outside Baihu Village.
This slope looks nothing up close and is relatively ordinary, but it makes the people in the village responsible for fetching water miserable, time-consuming and labor-intensive.
On the slope, Yang Ming sat calmly in his wheelchair, carefully revising the Quyuan plow drawings based on his memories of his time in the countryside.
Er Gouzi, who was the general commander of the water tanker installation, ran tirelessly with dark circles under his eyes, fearing that there would be some mistakes during the installation process.
A lot of manpower and material resources were spent, but there was not much hope in the giant waterwheel produced by Yang Ming.
"Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo!"
Under the command of Ergouzi, a group of young strong men rolled up their trousers and sleeves, stepped on the beach in the shallow water of the river, and screamed "hehehehehe."
The left and right sides of the river were densely packed with onlookers from Baihu Village. They looked curiously at the masterpiece of the white-faced young man who sat on the coffin board every day.
Watching the villagers in the water pull the ropes from different directions, they stood a tall windmill that took two days to build in the river.
In the center of the river, the endless flow of the river caused the giant windmill to slowly rotate. The bamboo tubes hanging on the windmill were also filled with water.
As it rotates to the highest point, the water on the bamboo tube pours into the pre-made drainage ditch. In this way, a steady stream of river water began to slowly flow from the aqueduct to the bamboo tubes on the hillside, and then to the dry land outside the village. . .
