At the end of the day's work, Zhang Zhiqiao only felt that his back and legs hurt, and he almost collapsed on the bed, his wife Mei Shi was still helping the kitchen on the side of the big pot stove, and the shady households now had no time to get up and build the stove, and they lived in wooden and straw sheds, and the children were also doing farm work such as weeding and herding sheep most of the time, and there was only one and a half hours to follow the sergeant to read and write, and according to the order of the bachelor's house, they were given a lunch.

Zhang Fu has never felt so tired of farming, the sergeant strictly requires the cultivation of wasteland according to the fixed number required by the farmer and animal husbandry Cao, the number of crops planted in the first year is set by the damned sergeant, sorghum, wheat, soybeans, peanuts, these things are prescribed by the sergeant to be planted at intervals that have never been done before, the spacing of the same crop, the spacing of different crops, the depth of the plough under the soil of different crops is also different, the damned sergeant takes a wooden ruler and measures it a little bit, if it does not meet the requirements, rework, reprimand, and maybe even get whipped. But Zhang Fu was still a little pleased, and it was much easier to reclaim the wasteland with horses and iron ploughs, and he felt a burst of comfort from the bottom of his heart when he saw the thick soil rolling on both sides of the ploughshare like waves, as if reflecting the oily light.

"It's not a human job." Feng Fa is a good hand at tending to the crops in the village, and now he is being taught how to farm by hand, but touching the cocoons on his hands, "These people are not human, I hope they are right." He took out a bag of sorghum rice from the corner of the straw shed, carefully scooped a few bowls in the small baggage, this is tomorrow's rations, handed over to the big stove tonight, it will get ten paper tickets, a family of five will take the paper tickets to eat on the big stove, save firewood at home, and also try to be convenient. Many shade households paid their rations for ten days at a time, but Feng Fa was still extremely cautious to pay the next day's rations every day.

In front of Zhang Mei's who was in charge of the stove, Feng Fa carefully poured the burden rations into the vat and received tomorrow's meal ticket. "Stay on the side of the road. He knew that Jian Cheng was an official, if he was an official of the Liao Imperial Court, Feng Fa was only afraid that he was already kneeling beside the road at this time, where would he dare to take the initiative to say hello. Jian Cheng nodded to him, and together with the sergeant, poured the schoolchildren's lunch rations into the large vat.

In the Chinese military tent, Zhao Xingde sat in the center, Jin Changtai and Wang Tongdeng sat on the left, and Xu Detai and others were opposite. Zhao Xingde said with a smile: "There are a lot of wastes waiting to be rebuilt here, and when the road is blue, I hope you don't want to be too slow." After speaking, he picked up the teacup and saluted.

Xu Detai smiled: "Where, where." He drank the tea in the cup and sighed: "In just over a month, General Zhao has run this place, which is really beyond the reach of my brothers." He originally came to invite Zhao Xingde to go to the Liaodong Han Army to meet the owners of the villages, and he was about to explain his intentions, but the Yalu River Jurchen Mou Ke also glared and said: "Zhao Xingde, this was originally the place of our Yalu River Jurchen Department, you occupied it for no reason, you have to have an explanation." He slammed the teacup on the table, picked up a piece of cheese and chewed it in his mouth, and scolded: "There is no wine and no meat, do you entertain your guests like this?" ”

Xu Detai didn't expect this Jurchen to suddenly get upset, and his face was a little unpleasant. The Jurchen tribes of the Yalu River have also been recruited by Yan Jinguo recently, and they were originally just a small tribal leader in the east of the Yalu River, but now they are arrogant. Remembering that if he wanted to do something big in Liaodong, he had to envelop the Jurchen tribes, Xu Detai frowned and said: "I also want to fight and wait for a while, let me wait to discuss the matter of the alliance first." ”

He slapped the table on his forehead, glared and said, "Xu Detai, why do you say it first," The Jurchens used to have very little distinction between respect and inferiority, and they all called each other by their names, but in recent times, they have distinguished between respect and inferiority, and they have honorific titles for all departments, but they have also pretended to be stupid and stunned, and they have always called Xu Detai and others by their names. He stood up, patted the scimitar on his waist, and stared at Zhao Xingde and said, "This place is the place of our Jurchens, you either withdraw or compensate us for the grain and cloth!" He relied on the Jurchen of the Jin Kingdom to support him in the back, and his voice became thicker.

Zhao Xingde put the teacup down, but he didn't talk to his forehead, turned his head and asked Xu Detai: "Xu San is in charge, let's discuss the major affairs of the alliance, what are you doing with this Jurchen?" He didn't look at his forehead, and it was already a great contempt. He was also staring at him in his forehead, his eyes as if he was about to breathe fire, and he was panting heavily.

Xu Detai hurriedly said: "This Yalu River Jurchen Department is also oppressed by the Liao State, and now our Han army will ally against the Liao, and the forehead is also going to strengthen the momentum." As he spoke, he stood up and said with a smile: "I also have a good idea, and if I have something to say, sit down and speak slowly." ”

"Let Zhao Xingde make his words clear first!" He patted his scabbard again, and looked at everyone present with condescending contempt.

The scene suddenly became very tense, and Jin Changtai's eyes were full of worry, although the Jurchen tribes of the Yalu River were far away from the Wanyan Jin Kingdom, they were their same clan after all, and if there was a conflict between the two sides, I was afraid that it would cause big trouble. Wang Tongdeng slapped the table and stood up, and shouted at his forehead: "Empty mouth and white teeth, why don't you say that Taibai Mountain is yours?" ”

He also smiled arrogantly, "Taibai Mountain and Yalu River were originally my Jurchens. ”

As soon as his words fell, Zhao Xingde opened his voice and said, "E, it's not right for you to say that." This is the hometown of the Han people, according to what I know, a thousand years ago King Yan Zhao set up Liaodong County, the Tang Dynasty set up the Andong Protectorate to govern here, Tang Taizong made a poem here 'Xuanwu Moonlight, Chenghui shines on Liaojie. How can it be said that it is the place of your Jurchen? He said unhurriedly, and took a sip of tea. Wang Tongdeng said loudly: "Exactly! Why is it said that it is the place of the Jurchens, I say that it is the place of the Han people! Jin Changtai smiled and nodded, and said secretly, Xingzhi is usually much better at studying hard than me, and this Jurchen person wants to drop the bookbag with him, I'm afraid his head will be big.

This land of Liaodong has always been a mixed place of all ethnic groups, and now the Jurchen is prosperous, and it was originally just a strong word and extortion, listening to Zhao Xingde's slow rebuttal of this word by word, he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, pulled out a scimitar and slashed on the case, and shouted: "Look at your tongue, or my Jurchen knife!" ”

Zhao Xingde stood up suddenly when he heard this, pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist, and did not wait for Xu Detai to dissuade him, and slashed at the scimitar in the forehead, and subconsciously raised the knife to greet him. Zhao Xingde's strength was amazing, and his forehead was also staggered back by him, and the scimitar was actually cut open with a huge gap, and even Xu Detai and the others next to him could see it clearly.

Xu Detai was shocked, and the Jurchens who accompanied him suddenly drew their scimitars, while Jin Changtai and Wang Tongdeng stood up almost at the same time and pulled out the horizontal knife. Xu Detai and a few other Han soldiers sat and did not dare to act rashly. Everyone looked at Zhao Xingde, Du Blowhorn wanted to get the military order to do it, Xu Detai wanted to be a peacemaker, and he was also back to back with his own soldiers, holding a scimitar in both hands, looking at Zhao Xingde in disbelief, and secretly regretted: "When will the Han people do it without saying a word." ”

The matter has come to this point, and he was about to put a few cruel words in his forehead, but Zhao Xingde had already put the blade back, and said with a slight smile: "Whose knife is sharp, you will only know until you try it." When he heard the sound of the scimitar slashing the table in his forehead, he knew that the iron of the scimitar was brittle and hard, the toughness was insufficient, and it was easy to break, which was not as good as the Xia Guoheng knife. After everyone in the tent saw clearly that there was no gap in the horizontal knife used by Zhao Xingde, he put the horizontal knife back into the sheath, sat down, and took a sip of the teacup.

He also stood there in his forehead, desperately not either, not sitting down, only feeling red-faced, staring at Zhao Xingde, as if he was going to swallow him alive, at this time Xu Detai hurriedly started the round, and said with a smile on his face: "General Zhao is joking, Xia Guo's sword is the best in the world, and it is naturally extremely sharp." He stretched out his hand and gently pulled his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Lord Mouke, sit down quickly, General Zhao is joking." ”

Zhao Xingde held the teacup with a smile on the other side, and his eyes seemed to be about to spew fire, but finally he thought of something important and sat down angrily. After the two Jurchens sat down, Du Fujiao looked at Zhao Xingde, and when he saw him bowing slightly, he retreated with his sword and shield hand.

Zhao Xingde saw that he was still sitting in the tent with a cheeky face, and said secretly, this Jurchen is also rough and fine, it seems that they have to get involved in the affairs of the Han Army Alliance, and they can't get rid of it. While thinking about countermeasures, he listened to Xu Detai. Miss Han will soon arrive in Liaodong, so the leaders of the Han army in Liaodong decided to join the alliance to integrate the soldiers and horses of each village, prepare to welcome Miss Han to return to Liaodong, and elect a leader of the alliance. Xu Detai said that the villages in eastern Liaodong have been deserted for a long time, and in the past month, the villages have coerced a lot of young people in order to cause trouble, but the training is weak, and asked Zhao Xingde to send some sergeants to help the villages train their troops.

Kim Chang-tae asked, "Since Miss Han is back, do you want to nominate another alliance leader?" He arched his hand to Xu Detai, "Who does Xu San mean when he is the leader of this alliance?" ”

Xu Detai said with a smile: "The Han family is the co-owner of my Liaodong Han people, and the eldest lady is the only blood and blood of the marshal, so she naturally has great respect, but the war is dangerous, and the eldest lady can't be stubborn in person and mix with us fighting men, so I need to raise another alliance leader." The position of the leader of the alliance is agreed upon by the big bosses of each village, and it is not something that Xu can control. ”

Zhao Xingde saw that he answered a little reluctantly, so he didn't ask any further, and secretly said that this Han army would meet before Miss Han came back, I am afraid it is a little strange. He smiled slightly: "We all know the loyalty of the Wang family to Miss Han. The issue of sending sergeants to assist in the training of the Han army was not a big problem. There is a saying that brothers are outside the wall to resist their insults, and now it is an eventful time, and we Liaodong Han people must work together to survive from this sinister situation. ”

Xu Detai's face changed slightly, and he smiled reluctantly: "What General Zhao said is true." Then he looked preoccupied again.