Northern Song Dynasty gangster: Start the game with a dog's head, and Mr. Bao spares his life

At that time, if he hadn't dodged quickly, I'm afraid those two crossbow arrows would not have been as easy as hitting his arm.

Originally, although Eighth Sister Yang often avoided him, he could still comfort himself with the fact that he didn't spend much time together. As long as he got married, Eighth Sister would naturally put her affection on him.

But now he couldn't lie to himself anymore.

Thinking of his fiancée falling in love with Cao Bin, an "upstart", anger, sadness, and crazy jealousy all rushed into his heart, which made him even more burning in his chest when he was chasing after him on horseback.

He is not a green slave, but a famous general, with extraordinary talent and handsome looks, and has always been sought after by women.

He never thought that he would suffer this kind of humiliation, especially since this humiliation came from Cao Bin, who had been the negative model since childhood.

At this moment, he had the urge to destroy everything.

"Major General, there she is!"

Three days later, they caught up with Eighth Sister Yang again.

At this moment, Eighth Sister Yang was resting in a teahouse by the roadside. Seeing Zhang Wen and others chasing after her, she frowned in annoyance.

"Zhang Wen, you're not finished, are you? If you dare to pester me again, don't blame my aunt for being cruel."

Zhang Wen's face was ashen, you have never shown mercy to my subordinates, then he waved his hand fiercely, gritted his teeth and said:

"Let's go together and capture her... It doesn't matter if you live or die!"

Hearing this sentence, even his subordinates were shocked and looked at him quickly.

I saw Zhang Wen's eyes were burning, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"She wants to back Cao Bin? Don't even think about it, even if I ruin her, I won't let her do it!"

"She is my fiancée, if there is any trouble, I will bear it myself..."

He was expressing his anger, and his subordinates hurriedly said:

"Major General, she ran away again!"

Eighth Sister Yang was also surprised when she saw Zhang Wen's crazy attitude.

The hundreds of people on the other side, if they really didn't care about her life, would be a bit dangerous. Seeing that the situation was not good, she quickly ran away.

Zhang Wen paused suddenly, and said angrily in his heart:

"I saw it, why don't I chase after it?"

This time, there was not much distance, Zhang Wen had too many people, and his horsepower was limited, so Eighth Sister Yang dared not relax at all times.

Sometimes she could only fight and run, being chased into a panic.

Although this place is in the wilderness, there are business travelers coming and going on the official road from time to time. Seeing Zhang Wen and others riding war horses in unison, full of murderous aura, they all dare not provoke them and avoid them one after another.

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Zhang Wen for a long time, Bajie Yang felt anxious. If she went on like this, she might be caught by him, so she hurriedly shouted:

"Zhang Wen, are you crazy?"

"If you dare to touch me, the Yang family will not let you go, and the court will not let you go."

Zhang Wen kicked the horse wildly and cursed:

"I can't control that much. Is it reasonable for you to post Cao Bin as a thief? Shameless bitch!"

While talking, I happened to see a convoy of hundreds of people appearing in front, and couldn't help but said with great joy:

"I am Zhang Wen, the general of the imperial court, block the woman in front of me."

Eighth Sister Yang was taken aback. It wasn't that she didn't want to leave the officialdom, but she was worried that if she ran to a deserted place, Zhang Wen would have no scruples and become a beast.

Now he has lost much of his sanity.

Seeing that the convoy in front really didn't intend to give way, Bajie Yang couldn't help being frightened, and was about to reveal her identity when she saw a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist sneer and said disdainfully:

"Zhang Wen, what's the matter? How dare you rob a woman with Lord Cao, you're so tired!"

Seeing this, Eighth Sister Yang was overjoyed, and rushed into the motorcade and said:

"You are from Cao Bin? I am from the Yang family of Tianbo Mansion. This man wants to kill me. Can you stop him?"

The Taoist laughed loudly and said:

"We are disciples of Penglai Island in the East China Sea, and we are following the head teacher to seek refuge with Marquis Cao."

"Miss Yang came just in time and gave us a chance to make meritorious service."

As he spoke, he shouted in a long voice:

"Brothers, bright guys, protect Cao Houye's woman!"

Seeing him speak so bluntly and vulgarly, Eighth Sister Yang's scalp tingled with embarrassment, but she didn't correct her.

What surprised her was that Cao Bin even recruited the No. 1 Wulin in Penglai Island.

As a general's child, although she doesn't pay much attention to the masters in the green forest, she has heard a little bit about it. Penglai Island is quite famous, so she naturally knows it.

It is said that the man has no desires and desires, and it is extremely difficult to recruit, and I don't know how Cao Bin did it.

I knew before that Cao Bin had the nickname "Xiao Mengchang", and I used to secretly despise it.

I didn't expect this name to be so useful in the green forest, and I could meet helpers on the way to escape...

Where does she know.

At this time, No. 1 in Jianghu was still depressed in the carriage.

He is a standard technical "home old man". Apart from studying martial arts, he doesn't even care about martial arts.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy potion that Zhong Jinghou gave to his eldest disciple. He sent many disciples to go there without saying anything, and blindly urged himself to go out of the mountain to seek refuge.

It was even more extreme a month ago. In order to let him leave the island, he was bewitched by Cao Bin's letter, and he led his disciples to burn Penglai Island to the ground.

Damn, I just went out to relax for a while, and when I came back, I saw that the house was gone.

If he hadn't only had two direct disciples, he would have to be slapped to death.

Bewitching his disciple into such an appearance, it can be seen that Zhong Jinghou is not a good thing.

Hearing from the eldest disciple that Zhong Jinghou had already built a luxurious Taoist palace for himself in the south of the Yangtze River, he felt a little hopeful in his heart.

"Hmph, Biyou Palace? If you're not satisfied, I'll turn around and leave!"

The old guy thought a little proudly.

At this point, the battle on the official path was over.

If Zhang Wen's people use their horsepower to rush around, they may cause some trouble to these green forest heroes.

But Zhang Wen's men had no armor and were blocked by vehicles, so the martial arts of the Jianghu people took advantage, not to mention the extraordinary martial arts of the Penglai Island disciples.

Seeing Zhang Wen running away in a hurry, the golden lantern and great sword came over, and carefully asked Eighth Sister Yang:

"Miss Yang, do you want us to catch up?"

Although Eighth Sister Yang had the urge to kill Zhang Wen, she still shook her head and said:

"Forget it, I don't want to cause trouble for Cao Bin again..."

At this time, Cao Bin and Bao Zheng were no longer in Hangzhou.

On that day, Bao Zheng invited Cao Bin to travel, in fact, he wanted to see the effect of his administration.

And the three prefectures of Qu, Wu, and Mu are the places where Cao Bin governed most thoroughly.

The gentry and landlords there were wiped out by Fang La, and the people signed a contract with Cao Bin, and the execution of his orders would basically not be discounted.

What's more, they were grateful for Cao Bin's relief, and they respected his words.

So the Farmland Research Bureau established by recruiting old farmers and scholars played a role.

Looking at Cao Bin under the tree in the farmland, sitting in an armchair and enjoying the service of the maid, Bao Zheng didn't care about scolding him, and said with joy in his eyes:

"The rice output has increased by [-]%? Good, good, good!"

Muzhou's new magistrate looked at Bao Zheng, whose feet were covered in mud, and disliked him for a while, then looked at Cao Bin enviously, and then sighed:

"Not only that, if taxes are collected, this year we can collect twice as much food as in previous years."

"It's a pity that this year's food tax is all from Marquis Cao, and the court has suffered a lot..."

After finishing speaking, he stomped his feet helplessly.

Cao Bin took a sip of the freshly squeezed juice, then curled his lips and said:

"Don't stare at me like a creditor. Your words are obviously hurting me. What do you mean by food tax is mine?"

"That's the military supplies I borrowed temporarily from merchants and gentry with my face to care about the common people. You want to renege on the debt, don't you..."

Cao Bin is not surprised that rice production can increase by [-]% this autumn.

Although the imperial court has been promoting double-cropping rice for more than ten years, the planting techniques are still very crude, and experienced farmers still cherish their brooms.

Cao Bin recruited old farmers to set up the Farmland Research Bureau for this reason.

The [-]% increase in output seems to be a lot, but it has not exceeded the highest output of the three dynasties in the future.

However, this is almost at the peak, and it is difficult to make breakthroughs in the short term, unless hybrid rice is produced to achieve an epoch-making improvement.

As for the double increase in tax revenue, that is due to Fang La's credit. There are no gentry and landlords who hide their acres of land and make trouble from it, and the double or double tax revenue is said to be less.

At this time, Bao Zheng was also a little depressed, wondering if the court would regret it.

Especially Kou Zhun, in order to fool Mu Guiying into the expedition, he suggested that the court borrow grain from Zhejiang and Zhejiang in exchange for the autumn tax.

If the imperial envoys knew the real situation, they would definitely hold him down.

But this is also the court's own operation, and Bao Zheng is not good at demanding anything from Cao Bin.

On the contrary, the imperial court ate their own food and collected taxes in advance, which hurt the people a bit. If Cao Bin hadn't borrowed money to raise food, I am afraid that many people would have their families destroyed.

Naturally, Cao Bin would not take care of Muzhou Zhizhou. Although he is not short of money, it is of great use to grasp the grain tax...

Afterwards, Cao Bin followed Bao Zheng to several villages and towns one after another. The situation was almost the same. Seeing that he was still in high spirits, he said speechlessly:

"Master Bao, haven't you seen enough?"

Seeing that he was full of disgust, Bao Zheng said helplessly:

"Bao just wants to take a look at your Farmland Research Bureau, and leave after reading it!"

A long time ago, he was not used to Cao Bin's lazy and hedonistic behavior, but now he is used to it, and he doesn't bother to care about him, but feels a little real.

Cao Bin laughed and said:

"Your Majesty Bao said earlier, why spare such a big circle?"

Although there is a potato planting base there, it will soon be promoted in Zhejiang and Zhejiang provinces, and Cao Bin doesn't mind being exposed.

At this moment, the village on the side of the road suddenly became lively, and the two gangs of villagers beat up dust and smoke everywhere.

Bao Zheng hurriedly said:

"Guard Zhan, go and see what's going on?

Seeing that there was excitement to watch, Cao Bin was also interested. He took the sedan chair and others and squeezed him behind the crowd. Even the magistrate of Muzhou rushed to the front, leaving him speechless for a long time...

Xiashantang, a small village on the back of the mountain.

Chen San is a disabled soldier who retired from the army. He lost an arm because of the war and returned to his hometown with a pension.

It's just that he didn't expect that it would be difficult to live in his hometown, and the small pension would be spent soon.

Just when they couldn't survive and wanted to make trouble with the local government, they were suppressed by Cao Bin.

Later, when the refugees who dredged the West Lake returned to their hometowns, he was sent to this small village to do inspections.

Although there is no rank, he is in charge of the stability of the village and the training of young men, and he is also a leader.

The salary is directly distributed by the Yamen of the appeasement envoy, and is also respected by the villagers.

He even married the widow Wang in the village, feeling very happy.

He is very satisfied with his current life and is very grateful to Lord Cao.

It's just that some people don't want him to live in peace. There are a few bullies who try to dominate other people's land by taking advantage of the large number of people with the same surname in the village.

They even set up private courts, replacing national laws with family rules, and arbitrarily deciding human lives.

When he was receiving training in Hangzhou, he knew that this was strictly prohibited, and it was also his responsibility.