Dong Yongzhen and the others responded, and rode their horses to the side of the road, but the knife in their hands did not go back, and it was still bright in their hands-

After this blow, the arrogance of the Fan family's caravan suddenly dropped by ten points, and they all felt that their faces were dull and they went out of the city with a disgraced face.

Fan Jienian looked back at Dong Ce deeply, his eyes full of resentment.

"Wait, you wait for Lao Tzu, wait for Lao Tzu to find out your details, so that you can't survive or die!"

When the caravan was finished, Dong Ce and the others also followed out of the city.

The caravan left the north gate and departed. In winter, the ground was frozen hard, and the wheels of the car ran over it, making a creaking sound. The caravan is too huge, the big cars in front have already gone far away, and the big cars in the back are still close to the front, Dong Ce roughly calculated, the entire convoy, I'm afraid there will be at least more than 100 big cars.

If only grain is transported, I am afraid that it is enough to have thousands of stones, which can be supplied to tens of thousands of people for at least a month.

As the sun set and the cold wind blew, Dong Ce stood on horseback, looking at the distant caravan, his face full of coldness.

He didn't know where this caravan was going, but he dared to assert that it was definitely inseparable from Jiannu.

……

Back at Rock Fort, it was already late at night.

There was a heavy darkness all around, but inside the large school barracks, it was still brightly lit. There were many dead wind lanterns lit on the school ground, and the lanterns under the eaves of the barracks were also lit.

Not only bright, but also noisy.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the soldiers were being drilled fiercely.

Dong Ce and the others returned to the house, and the others cleaned up a side room, got clean bedding, lit the stove, and all the living utensils were also complete. From then on, it was Bai Mo's residence, and he would serve in the signing room during the day and here at night. After all, he is a child, and today is a big ups and downs, and he has long been tired, so he told Dong Ce and went back to live in the room.

Next door to Baimo is where those families live, and it is also lively, and safety is not a problem.

Dong Ce went back to the inner house, first went to the signing room, put a box of duck egg powder on the table, and took the rest home.

The rouge gouache was taken out to Qiao Shi and Red Sleeves, and the two women were naturally very happy, especially Red Sleeves, who couldn't put it down, and looked at Dong Ce's eyes that were also full of tenderness.

In these years, a man, or a successful man, can buy these daughters' household utensils for his own women, how many can he? Many people are afraid that it will be a shame to go to the rouge shop.

Although Qiao's heart was also happy, he said a few words to Dong Ce, thinking that he was spending money indiscriminately.

The meal was warm, just waiting for him to come back and eat.

After eating, Dong Ce took a hot bath happily, washed away his exhaustion, and wore a wide robe and big sleeves.

After a day of running around, he was also tired and tight, and he wanted to go to the signing room to deal with some paperwork, but he unconsciously entered the bedroom.

Dong Ce sighed, and said in his heart that he should just rest for the night, if there is anything, let's talk about it later.

Red Sleeves was sitting in front of the dresser, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and said with a smile: "The husband is here?" ”

Although it was already night, she was still dressed in a full costume, her hair was tied up, and she looked particularly delicate in the dim light.

As soon as Dong Ce entered the house, he smelled a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which was not strong, but it was very clear, smelled very comfortable, elegant and refreshing. He glanced at the table, and there was a small porcelain vase with an open mouth, which was the high-grade osmanthus essential oil he had bought from Dai Chunlin today.

He walked up to Red Sleeves, lowered his head and took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "It's so fragrant." ”

Redsleeves blushed slightly, but looked up at him: "Do you like to smell it?" ”

"Like, how can you not like it?" Dong Ce stretched out his hand to hug her, buried his head on her shoulder, and kissed lightly on the delicate jade-like neck: "But what I like to smell the most is your daughter's fragrance." ”

Red Sleeves couldn't stand it anymore, and muttered softly, his eyes watery, and he was already very emotional.

Dong Ce raised his head, looked at her, and suddenly sighed softly: "Why is it a big night, but you put on makeup?" ”

It is said that it is makeup, but it is not thick, but it is just slightly painted and powdered.

Red Sleeves was a little embarrassed, blushing, Dong Ce looked at it and smiled.

The red-sleeved white glanced at him, turned sideways, pouted slightly, and said a little coquettishly: "You bought incense powder, people always have to give it a try, okay?" ”

"Is that good or bad?" Dong Ce gently pinched her face, only to feel a little slippery.

"Of course the husband bought it, of course, it is excellent. In the past, I heard people say that this good incense powder must be light, white, red and fragrant. I didn't understand it very much, but now I know what is going on, this incense powder is poured into the palm of the hand, and you can see that it is light, white, red, and fragrant. The hands are also easy to be white and moisturizing on the face, not as astringent as other powders. ”

Red Sleeves was a little excited as he spoke: "The slave has never used such a good powder before!" ”

When Dong Ce heard this, he was a little apologetic, it seemed that since Red Sleeves followed him, he really hadn't bought her anything seriously. As for Red Sleeves himself, in fact, he is such a very frugal character, and he is reluctant.

Dong Ce held her in his arms, pretending to be frivolous and lewd, and said with a strange smile: "Good lady, I will follow the king of your family in the future, eat oil and wear silk, hehehehe......"

Red Sleeves gently smacked him: "You think this is the king of the mountain robbing his relatives!" ”

Dong Ce laughed, suddenly picked her up, threw her on the bed, and then a hungry tiger pounced on the wolf.

There was a high and low laughter, the friction of Suosuo's clothes, a small slight moan, and then a long, long, comfortable moan that seemed to come from the bottom of my heart.

A burst of moans that seemed to be suppressed but could not be suppressed in any way resounded in the square, whimpering, like a hole flute singing, mixed with the heavy gasping of the man.

Spring in every room.

Early in the morning of the second day, Dong Ce went to the signing room, which was still neat and clean, warm as spring. There were already a lot of paperwork stacked on the table, all of which needed to be dealt with by him.

These documents include official correspondence between officials and colleagues, as well as notes handed over by people below. It turned out that Rock Fort was very informal, and everyone came to talk about anything directly, but now it's different. Dong Ce stipulates that all incidents must be summarized and submitted, and after processing, they must be archived and searched later.

After processing a few documents, Dong Ce leaned back in his chair and was stunned.

He was thinking about the conversation with Zhang Mazi yesterday.

Sure enough, as Dong Ce expected, Zhang Mazi, as the head snake of Yanghe City, has dealt with many illegal salt dealers. In fact, he didn't even have a problem dealing with the smugglers, and many times, he was involved in it, so he knew some of them very well.

In the entire Yanghe City, there is a dense underground illegal salt trafficking network, such as Zhang Mazi, this Buddha has occupied a piece of territory for a long time, and all those who do the business of the lower nine doors on that territory pay him money every month. Even those people, street vendors, and those storefronts with no background are rarely blackmailed by him.

The collection of protection fees has existed since ancient times, and it will continue for future generations, and it is difficult to break off.

It's not just Zhang Mazi, everyone does this, if you don't accept it, there will always be people who will accept it.

And the smugglers also have their own territory, Yanghe City is very large, the population is also very large, the official forces and underground forces are even more complicated, and one person does not have such a big appetite to eat. Therefore, after years of struggle and compromise, the illegal salt business under Yanghe City was basically divided up by more than a dozen people. These people themselves have a certain amount of power, and there are a lot of gangsters under them, and they often have some help in the official face, so that they can stabilize their position.

Smuggler salt dealers from Jiezhou and other places transported salt to Yanghe City, but according to the rules of the road, they never entered the city, and only transported the salt to a small town outside. And in that small town, there are people from all walks of life staying all the year round, and once they get the news, they immediately enter the city to spread the news.

These 'distributors' in the city will go to the town to pick up the goods in person, or send their powerful cronies, and then take them to the city to sell.

Under these 'distributors', there are also lower-level 'secondary distributors', some of whom have taken the goods, walked the streets and alleys, and sold them secretly, and some have a fixed sales location, and the people around them know it. Some of them are more powerful and are not afraid of trouble in the official face, so they simply open salt shops.

In fact, the country's laws focus on cracking down on illegal salt dealers, and as long as they are caught, they are basically not spared. On the contrary, these are the equivalent of selling stolen goods, and there is no punishment - you can't write on the salt, who cares where you get the salt from?

Of course, the size of each 'distributor's territory is constantly changing. In order to make more profits, the underground world often sets off a bloody storm, and with the killing time and again, the power also disappears here.

The windfall profits of salt are enough to make people take risks and fight each other.

Zhang Mazi told Dong Ce that just last year's Chinese New Year's Eve, a tragic incident occurred. A salt dealer in the south of the city and his family of thirteen people were killed cleanly, and this bloody case was done by another illegal salt dealer. And immediately after, the territory of the man who was killed was annexed, and his men were also subdued.

And this bloody case that was enough to cause a shock in the whole city, a big case, was deliberately concealed by the officials, and even the neighbors didn't know about it, let alone Fan Xianzun in the county government, and he didn't know anything. And these officials, of course, all got rich red envelopes without exception. However, these 'distributors' who sell salt have the advantage that they only have a business related to salt, and they do not reach out to other businesses. Don't look at the fierce internal fighting among them, but they are at peace with other forces in their territory.

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