Chopping Foot Pass is located at the very edge of Wuzhi Mountain, the highest mountain in Qiongzhou, the terrain is dangerous, and it is already evening after a group of people climb the mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Weiye visually inspected it, the mountain range where the village is located has an altitude of more than 800 meters, and he really doesn't understand why he wants to live in such a high place, the relatively gentle terrain is more suitable for human habitation, because it is more convenient to grow food and get water.

When it came to the village of Cutting Foot Mountain, Lin Weiye was even more surprised: the defense of the village was much stronger than that of Qingshui Mountain, and the wooden wall made of logs was two people high, and the wall was also set up with battlements for archery and defense, and there were native soldiers patrolling on the city wall. Outside the wall was a ditch five or six feet wide and one man deep, and the gate was hung by thick cowhide ropes, and it was also made of thick logs, which would be lowered only when allowed to enter and exit. Where is this Li Zhai, it is simply a simplified version of the fortress.

According to the accompanying Fuzhong, as early as the Jiajing period, it was compiled into the Yellow Book and the Fish Scale Book like the Han people under the mountain, and the grain service was not much different from the ordinary Han people. Moreover, he was often recruited by the government to suppress other rebellions, and the long-term combat made the mountain strong in combat and second to none in the Li area.

Entering the chopping foot mountain is not as smooth as Qingshui Mountain, Fu Zhong stood under the wall and shouted for a while, there were earth soldiers to report, and after a while a leader came, he told Fu Zhong that only four people were allowed to enter, and the rest could only wait outside the village.

Huang Hansheng frowned when he heard this, and he said to Lin Weiye: "Master Lin, this Li people don't look like good people, a good village is like a war, and the precautions are so strict, I'm afraid there will be trouble if there are too few people to go in." ”

Lin Weiye was very successful in Qingshuitong, and when he was full of confidence, he did not listen to Huang Hansheng's advice, and said nonchalantly: "After all, Qiongzhou is still under the rule of the Ming Dynasty, and the government is still the official government of the Han people. ”

At his insistence, the guards stayed outside, and only he took Huang Hansheng, Fu Zhong, and Fu Nanying into the stockade.

As soon as they entered the village, several people found that it was different from the casualness of Tinan Pass and Qingshui Pass, which was more like a military camp, and it was rare to see women, children and old people, and they came and went with native soldiers holding hook knives and rattan shields.

When they came to the outside of the house where the lord was, the vigilant native soldiers looked even more unruly, and the hook knife in their hands was sharpened.

In this environment, several people were no longer as relaxed as before, and entered the big house of the lord with a solemn mood.

The room is the same as the Han people's house, with windows on both sides, and there is plenty of light, and a sturdy man sits in the middle of the door, next to several people who look like Aoya, which should be the lord of the mountain.

This lord is muscular, nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a beard and a fierce expression, not to mention the Li people with low living standards, and there are few such tall and strong muscular people among the Han people.

The other party, an Aoya, talked with Fu Zhong, introduced each other's situation, and introduced himself as a businessman from Lingao, and learned that the lord over there was also surnamed Huang, called Huang Mengjia.

According to the previous routine, the meaning is explained by the symbol, Lin Weiye then sacrificed salt + iron + silver to kill the weapon, this simple and direct method can be said to be invincible for the Li people, salt and iron are needed in which Li village, and silver is also very popular in the village with a high degree of sinicization.

Surprisingly, Huang Mengjia was indifferent to salt and iron, and he said disdainfully: "Salt, I want as much as I want; Iron tools, your Han government will send them to us. These things, keep them to coax those poor and small villages. ”

Fu Zhong was embarrassed to hear it, but in the face of this fierce-faced Huang Yu Lord, he didn't dare to show his dissatisfaction.

Lin Weiye was also dumbfounded when he saw that the big killing weapon was ineffective, and tried to say: "Then may I ask Lord Huangdong, what do you need in your village?" ”

Huang Mengjia raised his head and hummed a few words from his nostrils: "If there is a lot of food, there are knives and guns sharper than the hook knives in the hands of our people, let's talk about it again." ”

Lin Weiye is out of line, the current supply of grain to female workers is still too tight, where can the surplus grain come from to trade. As for sharper knives and guns, unless large-scale steel-making equipment is built, iron-making and steel-making are still only in the planning stage.

Seeing that his beloved brother had no idea, Fu Nanying stepped forward and said crisply: "Master Dong, the women in your village go to work, and they eat and live from the Han masters, can't they help you save a lot of food?" ”

Huang Mengjia lowered his head, the girl's round face and bright big eyes made his eyes shine, and the crisp voice when he spoke was very pleasant, there was no such charming sister in his village!

He stepped down from his seat, reached out to touch Fu Nanying's face, and said with a smile: "As long as this sister, who is more beautiful than a fairy and has a voice better than a lark, stays with me, I will grant your request." ”

Fu Nan's heroic face turned red, she dodged Huang Mengjia's palm and retreated to Lin Weiye's side, "I already have a lover." ”

Huang Mengjia laughed: "Is your lover this Han man?" Han people are ruthless and cowardly, and he can't protect you. The Han people and our Li people are not all the way, and the larks in Li Zhai will eventually fall in Li Village. ”

"You are talking nonsense, Brother is very good to us Li people, we work for him, eat and sleep well, and have white rice every meal."

"That's to use you to be good for you, and when you are useless, you will be ruthlessly thrown away, and you will not care whether you live or die, Han people are like this." Huang Mengjia said viciously, as if it had touched his heart, and his mood was a little unstable.

"I don't care what you say, anyway, I like Brother, I don't like you brute." The girl didn't leave any affection for Lord Huang Dong, she stood behind Lin Weiye and grabbed his arm.

Opposite is a fierce and muscular strong man, next to him is a cute and lively girl snuggling up to him - she has become his own woman last night - Lin Weiye's desire to protect was stimulated, he did not hesitate to protect Fu Nanying behind him, and looked at Huang Mengjia with his head high.

Huang Mengjia has a beautiful nickname, which was given to him by the Han people, called "Xiao Fengxian", because of his strong physique and infinite brute strength, he showed bravery in the battle to suppress Shengli, so he got this nickname, which means that he is as powerful as Lu Bu, a fierce general during the Three Kingdoms period.

But those who hate and dislike him also call him "barbarian", and Huang Mengjia is not the first time he has heard it, but being said by a woman, and it is a beautiful woman, makes him inexplicably irritable. He stretched out his hand and crossed Lin Weiye to grab Fu Nanying: "Whether it's a barbarian or not, you can find out if you try."