Fucheng, a small city, could not accommodate so many people from Li Xin's department for a long time, so without foreign intrusion, Li Xin had to find a way to get out of Fucheng and occupy Mianzhu.

After occupying Mianzhu, all the defense lines near Jincheng will be stripped away, and if the Sword Pavilion comes to save Mianzhu, and Ye Shaobao can easily break through the Sword Pavilion, the Pingnan Army, which has been entrenched in the southwest for more than 30 years, will directly collapse.

If Li Yan's subordinates were ruthless in defending the Sword Pavilion, after Li Xin occupied Mianzhu, there would be no "worries" on the Sword Pavilion's side, and he could break through Jincheng with the remnants of Nanshu under Mu Ying's command.

But the premise of all this is that Li Xin can take down Mianzhu.

The three businessmen from Fucheng were coaxed and frightened by Li Xinlian, and they fled away from the county government of Fucheng.

Before leaving, this seemingly gentle young man, a plain sentence, made these three people break out in a cold sweat.

"Everyone, after leaving Fucheng, Ben Hou will not be able to control you, but your family members are in Fucheng, and Ben Hou does not want to leave a notoriety of killing people with officials, don't force me."

This is a clear threat to the lives of their three families.

But these three families have no way, it's very simple, the knife is in Li Xin's hand, Li Xin should be whatever he says, no one can be indifferent in front of the steel knife.

After bidding farewell to these three people, Li Xin returned to his study in a good time.

These three people were not taken much by Li Xin to heart, and their weight was not enough for Li Xin to take to heart, the reason why they spent so much tongue was actually just a step of idle chess, and it was naturally the best to be able to make contributions, if there was no way to make contributions, then it would not hurt the overall situation.

The Marquis of Jing'an has always liked to play this kind of idle chess, from the capital to **, in two or three years, he often leaves this kind of chess pieces that I don't know if it is useful, most of them are useless, but some of them will be useful, anyway, this kind of idle chess is effortless, why not?

Moreover, since the three bad-hearted squires can monopolize the grain in Fucheng, they should be very powerful in the Mianzhu area of Fucheng, and they may really be able to help Li Xin find out some news about Mianzhu.

After sitting in the study for a while, Zhao Jia, who was in the army statistics, returned to the county office, the dog-headed military advisor pushed open the door of the study, and saw Li Xin who was leisurely drinking tea, helplessly turned over a million, and put a thick stack of papers in his hand on Li Xin's table.

"Master Hou, the casualties in this attack on Fucheng have been carefully counted, and in the past few days, there have been seriously injured people who have died, counting the brothers who died before, there are more than 3,500 people in total."

The data he gave Li Xin earlier was about more than 3,000 people killed in battle, which means that in the past few days, more than 500 people have died.

This is still because of the disinfection, otherwise among the more than 1,000 seriously injured people under Li Xin's command, basically few people would survive.

Tetanus will kill in later generations, let alone in this era.

Li Xin was silent for a while, and put down the teacup in his hand with some interest.

"I see."

After a pause, he continued: "Keep a copy of this list with me, you are transcribing a copy, and when you return to the capital, you will hand it over to Your Majesty, and I will personally take it to the household department to ask for money." ”

The current power of the Marquis of Jing'an is actually worse than the real six Shangshu, but his status is much better than the six Shangshu, no matter who sees him in the capital, he has to give him, a royal celebrity, a face.

Of course, this is actually giving His Majesty the Emperor face.

Zhao Jia sighed and said, "Master Hou, there is no precedent for the Lord General to take the list of fallen soldiers to the household department to ask for money, you just hand over the list to Your Majesty, and others will say that you are domineering." ”

"Domineering is domineering."

Li Xin sneered: "I don't want to star, few people can get a complete pension, and they can't let people give up their lives to sell their lives and discount, right?" ”

Zhao Jia didn't speak anymore.

He knows very well in his heart that the Marquis of Jing'an in front of him is not a stunned young man in the traditional sense, he knows the darkness of the court better than anyone else, and he can relatively tolerate the gray area, but this Marquis of Jing'an has his own red line, if it is something within the red line, no matter what, he can't watch others step on it.

The dog-headed military advisor shook his head and sighed: "That's it, we are now in the hinterland of the enemy, whether we can go back to the capital or not, Hou Ye can do whatever he likes, and his subordinates can copy another copy." ”

Li Xin ignored him and locked himself in the study.

To be honest, he doesn't know what to do now, this time his plan to enter the enemy's belly is very smooth, but he now lacks a feasible plan to attack Mianzhu, and now after thinking about it, the most reliable way is actually the poisoning that the profiteer Li Jie said.

To be honest, as a soul of later generations, Li Xin doesn't mind using any conspiracy, after all, he has been taught since he was a child that no matter what color cat is, it is a good cat to catch mice, but the act of planting poison for food is too inferior, and the success rate is not high, so the Marquis of Jing'an wisely gave up this plan.

Just as he was frowning sadly in the study, a personal guard from Yulinwei knocked on Li Xin's door lightly and said in a low voice: "Master Hou, there is someone outside the mansion who wants to see you." ”

"Why is everyone going to see me?"

Li Xin, who was in the study, put down the miscellaneous books in his hand, frowned, and said, "Who, if it's a squire from Fu County, let them get out, I don't have time to see them." ”

The guard hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and said, "Master Hou, he is an old man who claims to be surnamed Mu." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study was pushed open.

The Marquis of Jing'an, who looked anxious, pushed open the door without any image and grabbed the placket of this guard.

"Quick, take me to him!"

The guard was taken aback, and hurriedly led Li Xin to the door to meet someone, only to see an old man in his fifties at the door, standing with his hands down, waiting at the door of the house.

Li Xin was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow to the old man.

"Li Xin has seen Uncle Mu!"

During this period of time, there are only two people in the Mu family who are qualified to talk to Li Xin about things, one is Mu Ying, who leads the troops, and the other is Mu Qing, who is still the head of the Mu family.

"Don't you dare to be a big gift for the marquis......"

Mu Qing hurriedly helped Li Xin up.

Li Xin took advantage of the situation to stand up and said with a smile: "In the letter, Brother Mu was asked to come to see me, why didn't Brother Mu come, but Uncle Mu came?" ”

"Mu Ying, he can't leave."

Mu Qing bent down slightly, lowered his eyebrows and said: "According to the meaning of the Hou Ye, the old man has handed over all the troops he got from His Royal Highness to Mu Ying to take care of, and he shouldn't go away at this time, and he can't go away, so the old man came for him." ”

Li Xin nodded with satisfaction.

"Uncle Mu, please."