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Chapter 1069 To Yanzhou

The northwest is desolate, the land is difficult to cultivate, and it is difficult for people to live. What's more, it is on the front line of a war. Although it is not as desolate as the northwest in Gansu, it is still as cold.

Yanzhou belongs to Yanyan Road, and most of the population here is concentrated in the area near Jingzhao Prefecture. Where the front lines are fighting, the population is not large. The most numerous are soldiers. It's not easy for the people here. They have to worry about Xixia harassment and are oppressed by a lot of thieves and troops.

"I heard that in Bianjing, people there said to their faces that the thieves who joined the army were old men, but here, they are all military masters..." The old man sighed and took the boiling water from the fire. Fill the delicate little silver jar with water for the young nobleman in front of you.

Wang Yan fried the dried meat on the pot, picked up two pieces with chopsticks, and gave them to the two little ones, a man and a woman, who were squatting beside him and watching eagerly. They were dirty, but they had clothes to wear. Not afraid of being burned, he took the dried meat with his small black hands and slowly started eating it with a hissing sound.

"Dongliang, bring two pieces of candy and make some water to drink."

"Hey."

The little pillar next to him responded, took out a big box from the bag he carried with him, took three yellow candy cubes, and looked for three broken bowls in the house, one for each bowl. The hot water was soaked and a bowl was made for the grandfather and grandson.

"I can't do it, I can't do it..." The old man saw Xiao Dongliang's movements and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't give any reason why he couldn't do it.

The two little ones couldn't hear the old man's words at all. They only stared at the bowl in Xiao Dongliang's hand with wide eyes...

"Oh? How did you tell?"

"Mr. Lang also saw it. We, the grandfather and the grandson, all depended on each other. The old man worked for Liu Da's family on a few acres of thin farmland. He was close to the official road, giving people some water to drink, asking for a few rewards, and eating when they were hungry. It’s possible to live.”

"How could the old man know so many things? He just knew that it was Mr. Wang who arrested many officials and confiscated many wealthy families. Last year, every few days, the old man would see hundreds of people tied together in front of his house, heading north. Send. The escorting officials were here asking for water, and they heard that those who were tied up were nobles. Later, a merchant caravan stayed for the night, and the old man heard what they said. "

Of course the working people are wise, and the old man is also a little naughty. When he saw Wang Yan smiling all the time and giving him dry food, dried meat, and candies, he naturally relaxed a lot.

Before Wang Yan could speak, Xiao Dongliang answered with a smile: "The Wang Xianggong that my father-in-law mentioned is Wang Yan, right? The envoy of the Inspection Court Yamen in the middle of the capital?"

"With a 40% rent, we can still have some food left over the whole year."

"Mr. Lang is here to do business? But the old man doesn't look like that. He looks more like an official."

The old man smiled sheepishly and said nothing more. When Xiao Dongliang handed over the bowl, the old man quickly put his hands in the hot water and took out all the sugar. He stood up and found a small wooden box to put it in.

The old man said casually and actually told the truth.

Wang Yan smiled and asked, "Is life going well at my father-in-law's house?"

"In the past, there were some government officials who stayed at the old man's house, and they all looked the same. But the husband is more of a relative than they are, and those officials didn't pay attention to the mud-legged guy."

"Nothing, I just gave it to you."

"How much rent will my father-in-law pay for cultivating Liu Dahu's land?"

"My father-in-law is also good at understanding people. I was transferred to our Yanzhou as a minor official in Fushi. If anything happens in the future, come to Fushi and find me. I will do my best."

"That's the truth." The old man nodded in approval, "Other old men don't know, but they know that a good official position is not good."

Xiao Dongliang nodded: "My Alang is indeed an official in Beijing, but the official position is too young, and Wang Xianggong is too majestic, so my Alang does not dare to come near."

"It's just a little sweet, keep it for a few more times, thank you sir for your pity." The old man bared his big yellow teeth and smiled honestly.

The old man said before that his wife died young, but he had two sons. One did not survive when he was a child, and the other died when he was drafted to work. His daughter-in-law remarried, and he took care of these two children by himself.

The old man smiled, did not answer the question, and asked curiously: "I heard that there is a Mr. Wang in Bianjing City. He arrested many people and did great things. I wonder if Mr. Lang knows this Mr. Wang?"

Xianggong used to be a title for the prime minister. Over the past hundred years, this title has gradually become downwardly compatible, and older officials can be called Xianggong. But there is no doubt that Wang Yan is still not qualified. But for the common people, it doesn't matter to them. It seems that the deputy director should be called director, and the deputy mayor should be called mayor. It almost means the same thing. Any official can't help feeling secretly happy when someone calls him husband.

"It's okay. My family is a big family. How many pieces of candy and bites of meat can we miss?" Wang Yan waved his hand with a smile.

Wang Yan nodded and asked with a smile: "What do you think of Mr. Liu?"

"Mr. Lang wants to ask how Liu Dahu is doing, but the old man really doesn't know. Since Liu Dahu's business has been done in Bianjing and south of the Yangtze River, why would he care about us idiots? Even if someone owes money or food, he is not in a hurry to get it. . Only if it is delayed for a long time will someone from the Liu family come to take the land, or turn the family into a slave. It is a matter of course that there is no way around it.

My family used to have dozens of acres of land, but there was a severe drought and there was no harvest. My father borrowed grain from Mr. Liu, but he didn't pay it back the next year, so it was worth a few acres of land. Just like this year after year, the land became Liu Dahu's. The land that the old man is farming now belonged to his family fifty years ago. In the past two years, it seems that there is no way to do anything. Before the old man dies, he must find a way out for these two babies. "

Wang Yan understood that this old man was more cautious and did not say anything bad, but only talked about ordinary things. After all, Wang Yan is an official. People naturally think that officials are the same as those wealthy and powerful families. Of course there is nothing wrong with this understanding, so it is understandable that he dare not say it.

Since he didn't want to say it, he certainly wouldn't force it. Instead, he asked the old man about the Song-Xia war he knew. After all, Xixia broke into Yanzhou back then. The old man was still a bit hazy despite his age. Known...

Hundreds of years before and after the Song-Xia War, provocations continued all year round in the border areas. The current time is considered to be the end of the first Song-Xia war, which is Li Yuanhao's founding battle. Fan Zhongyan and others participated in that battle.

The Song Dynasty was defeated, and there was a Qingli peace negotiation.

The general content is that Xixia professed vassalage to the Song Dynasty and canceled the imperial title. Li Yuanhao accepted the title of the Song Dynasty and became the Lord of Xia. The generals, soldiers, and households captured by both sides during the Song-Xia war will no longer be returned to the other side. From now on, if people on the border between the two sides flee to the other side's territory, neither side can send troops to pursue them. Both sides will return the fleeing people to each other.

During the war, the Song Dynasty territory occupied by Xixia and other border areas where Fan and Han lived were drawn as boundaries. Both sides could build their own castles on their own territory. The Song Dynasty granted Xixia 255,000 silver, qi, silk, and tea every year, and set up forays at the Baoan Army and Gaoping Village.

The Security Army is close to Yanzhou, which is a buffer zone for both sides to do business with each other. Of course Wang Yan has business there, and the most famous one is his incense shop, which is highly respected by Xixia officials and wealthy officials. Not only Xixia, but also Liao. The dignitaries are all fond of this style, and women especially like it.

In addition to the perfume shop, there are other businesses such as livestock, furs, medicinal materials, pearls, jade, and salt, which are all things that are more abundant in Xia and Liao. His family buys them. In addition to various perfumes and soaps, the things he sells are tea, icing sugar, and fine salt, all of which are high value-added products. Xixia has a huge trade deficit with him, but obviously, they don't understand this.

If Wang Yan came to power in the future, both Liao and Xia had to contribute. Wang Yan led troops to fight against them, and it was a credit to him that he was promoted to an official. It was also a credit to him to earn more supplies from them with the broken perfume.

In fact, Wang Yan wanted to be the governor of the Security Army, where he could control the market and launch an economic war on Xixia. Of course, economic warfare may appear to be non-violent, but in fact it is not. After all, it destroyed the Xixia economy and aggravated their internal conflicts. Without even thinking about it, Xixia would definitely invade the south in a large scale to divert the conflicts.

But correspondingly, Wang Yan has been operating for many years. Even if the army is really stretched and cannot defeat Xixia, it can always be maintained. As long as Xixia can defend the first wave of fierce attacks, it will be over.

And he can also make a fortune from it and accumulate more power.

But these are all beautiful thoughts. After all, he is the governor of Yanzhou, and his hands can't reach that long, so he can only exert influence slowly...

As a state government office close to the border, although it is not as prosperous as Baoan Quan, Fushi's business is relatively good. Because coming from the east, whether you pass through Tongguan and go north along the Yellow River, go north along the Luoshui River, or go over the Taihang Mountains and pass through Taiyuan, most of them have to stop at Fushi.

This place is considered a stop in the trade with Xixia. Naturally, the business development here is pretty good. But there are not many people here, and even if there are people, they don’t have high spending power, so it can only be called a good place.

Wang Yan came with the caravan all the way, and he went through a lot of checking on the people's sentiments along the way. Shulan was not worried about being intercepted and killed on the way, but he encountered several groups of robbers on the way. After all, the people in ancient times had always It's all quite difficult.

Just like that, after a long journey, Wang Yan took Xiao Dongliang and others to Fushi County.

Looking at the loose and careless gatekeepers at the city gate, shouting at the people entering the city, Xiao Dongliang curled his lips: "Alang, the soldiers here are not good, no wonder they can't defeat those barbarians in Xixia. And that one Not even the city gatekeepers, look at the disgusted look, what the hell, bah!"

"Angry?" "Angry! What a waste!"

Wang Yan smiled and said lightly: "Go and beat them until they die."

"Okay, Alang." Xiao Dongliang turned around and took out a few whistle sticks from the car and handed them to the other four strong followers. The five people just walked over with the sticks.

Of course, the dozen or so soldiers guarding the city saw it, and they all raised their guns, but they didn't pay much attention to it. The officers and officials leading the team shouted loudly, making Xiao Dongliang and others stop.

Not only did they not stop, but they started running. After just a few steps, they started fighting with thunder and bang.

Wang Yan put his hands behind his back and strolled up to the scene to watch the excitement.

Although he promised to beat him to death, Xiao Dongliang and others were still measured in their attacks. At least they were not as cruel as eye-piercing or kicking in the crotch. They were just swinging the whistle stick hard on the body. These people are all wearing armor, and it's all blunt trauma, so it's not a big problem.

Xiao Dongliang and others were able to deal with this group of gatekeepers with ease. Xiao Dongliang even brought the fight to the little official who was yelling at him, took the time to give him a big mouth, and even made up for it.

Whether it is individual force or the combined attack of many people, it is far beyond that. They are all good soldiers trained by Wang Yan. They can also read and write, and can write and calculate. They are all officers.

The battle continued, and Xiao Dongliang and others were beating one-sidedly with whistle sticks from beginning to end.

After about ten minutes, more than fifty soldiers in disorder finally ran out. They held long spears and formed an encirclement. Xiao Dongliang and others finally stopped.

Wang Yan stepped forward with his hands behind his back and asked: "Who is in charge?"

"Who are you?" A man in his thirties with a full beard stopped his men from making further movements, frowned, and walked up to Wang Yan with his hand on the knife on his waist.

Xiao Dongliang came behind Wang Yan and took out Wang Yan's petition and transfer documents from his shoulder bag: "Take a good look at it, don't make mistakes."

The man took the paperwork and read it very seriously. Wang Yan could clearly see that the man's eyes suddenly shrank and his hands trembled. But then, he looked up at Wang Yan and started to tear up the document. At the same time, he shouted: "How dare this person pretend to be an official of the imperial court, and he won't take it down with me!"

Wang Yan smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched his wrist. Without much force, he just turned it slightly at an angle and twisted his hand off. Then a gentle palm was placed on his chest, forcing back his unspoken cry of pain. At the same time, a quick side kick broke the man's calf bone.

Taking the document from his hand and handing it to Xiao Dongliang behind him, Wang Yan took out the ring knife from the man's waist and said loudly: "I am the new magistrate of Yanzhou, Wang Yan. This person wants to kill the official and rebel, thinking that I made it. You must think clearly about the consequences of killing an official."

"Don't listen to him... uh..." Even though his veins bulged in pain, the man still wanted to encourage his men to chop Wang Yan to death, but he couldn't say anything because his jaw had been removed by Wang Yan.

Then he twisted off his other arm, kicked him to the ground, and directly inserted the knife into his good leg, nailing it to the ground.

Wang Yan stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly: "You all know the consequences of pretending to be an official of the imperial court. There is no need for me to do such a thing. I will give you a chance. Now stand still and put away your guns." , then everything is easy to say. "

When he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily with a louder voice. In an instant, everyone facing him jumped up and stood up straight. He turned around and looked around. Everyone he saw stood with their guns raised.

Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction and asked Xiao Dongliang to go to the car and get his official uniform. At the gate of the city, in full view of everyone, he took off his outer robe and changed into his special purple uniform.

They were frightened by Wang Yan just now, but looking at the former commander lying on the ground, some people were wavering and were wondering whether to stab Wang Yan to death. But as Wang Yan took out the purple official uniform and put it on, no one had this idea anymore.

Wang Yan put on the winged official hat with both hands, held it upright twice, and then put down his hands.

He asked the bewildered soldiers in front of him, "Where is the deputy commander?"

There was silence for a long time, no one answered.

"Mute? Speak!"

After Wang Yan urged him dissatisfiedly, someone behind him said hesitantly: "In response to the official announcement, Vice-Capital Commander Xiu Mu is at home."

Wang Yan turned around and saw that his armor was neat and he was very energetic. He asked with a smile: "Who are you?"

"The villain Zhang Da is the corps commander of this capital."

"Have you ever fought against Xixia soldiers?"

"Three years ago, when we deployed to Dantou Village, the barbarians provoked us, and the villain formation killed two people."

"Very good, you are all over now." Wang Yan nodded: "Arrange people to go to the city to call the officials."

"Uh..." Zhang Da looked around and said calmly, "Ms. sir, I'd better go on your own as a villain."

"You are the head of the capital, how can you run errands? Please bring some people, and I will see who dares not to go."

"Chen Liu, you go."

"Yes, Dutou!" The boy named Chen Liu shouted at the top of his lungs, grinned and ran away.

When he saw that they were his own soldiers, Wang Yan shook his head and said nothing. Xiao Dongliang glared at him: "You're so worthless."

The latter responded with a simple smile and didn't say much.

Of course, you can't be idle while waiting for someone. Wang Yan put Nadu's chin on his head and asked, "Tell me, why do you want to kill me?"

"You are pretending to be...ah..."

But it was Xiao Dongliang who grasped the handle of the knife that was inserted into his thigh and turned it gently. The pain caused Nadu to scream heartbreakingly and his eyes widened with anger.

"You must know my reputation. There are very few officials in the world who say good things about me. They say that I am a cruel official who gave birth to a son without an asshole. They also say that he will die sooner or later by swords and arrows. He uses prophecies to harm me. . According to them, I was very cruel and was the first to invent the punishment of Lingchi. But who knew that this punishment was created by the prison chief in Yangzhou, but it was only because I talked to the old man He Saner in the Jingzhong Circuit Prison. With just one mouthful, he has become a master. Many people in the world have misunderstood me."

Wang Yan looked distressed and then asked with a smile, "No one in Yanzhou has tried it yet. How about I start with you and let me see how hard your bones are. I'm a pillar."

"Here we come, Alang." Xiao Dongliang chuckled, took out the knife on Dutou's leg, and let him roll in pain, took out the knife-like dagger inserted in his waist, "Let's start with the hands first, please. The older brothers took over and stopped him, so that he wouldn't be affected by the knife."

Several other servants came over with a ferocious smile, and without saying a word, they pressed their heads firmly to the ground.

"I went under the knife..."

Xiao Dongliang said politely to Dutou, and then carefully took the knife and scratched the back of Dutou's hand, as if hesitating where to cut.

"I said! I said..."

Xiao Dongliang curled his lips and didn't stop moving at all. My master said, now that it has started, there must be a blow, otherwise it will be shameful...

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