Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

South of Nankang County, the market.

Dressed in colorful linen cloths, they are very different from the Central Plains people. They are covered with all kinds of beautiful feathers and tattooed on their faces. There are forty or fifty slang merchants who occupy this market. In front of most of the stalls, there are various kinds of local products, accompanied by their half-baked, even some big tongues in Chinese: "Pheasant, wild pork, good specialties, Huoxiangdou, Barley, the best medicinal material, can be eaten to understand the heat and disease prevention. It is not poisonous. Come take a look and take a look."

Wang Hong, dressed in civilian clothes, walked back and forth in this market with his hands under the **** of a few common men. The stall owners talked a few words, and finally, smiled and shook his head, turned and left.

A guard mumbled softly: "Master, you have been here for three days. Every day, is there anything wrong with this market?"

The other guard whispered: "The third child, you don’t understand it. This is abnormal, there must be strange things. It used to be rare for one or two slang people in this market, but this time there are so many, even we The stalls of the Han people are also occupied. Isn’t that strange?"

The guard named the youngest said unconvincedly: "Didn’t the lord ask, they all said they were the demon of Lingnan, oh no, it was the officers and soldiers of Lingnan who imposed taxes on the slang people in the mountains. They had no choice. They will come to us to resell these local products, because the officers and soldiers kept the prices low in Lingnan, and the timber was forcibly collected, and they didn't give any money at all."

As he said, he pointed to the distance, where there were dozens of Han merchants who were bargaining with a few feathers. "

Wang Hong calmly walked to a secluded place on one side, far away from the crowd. He looked at the bazaar in the distance and said softly, "I'm afraid, most people, vendors, are tribes who transport these timbers. Clan people, by the way, do a little business here to make some extra money for yourself. The real big business is the merchants who transport timber."

Zhu Chaoshi's voice sounded softly behind Wang Hong: "Ms. Wang Jun, you and I have been patrolling these people separately these days, what's your opinion?"

Wang Hong turned around and looked at a peddler dressed up, wearing a head hat, and barefoot. Isn't it Zhu Chaoshi? With only a pair of shining eyes, he still couldn't hide his demeanor. Wang Hong smiled slightly: "General Zhu is really pretending to be like it. If you are squatting in a booth now, I really can't recognize you. Woolen cloth."

Zhu Chaoshi said calmly: "I have penetrated into the enemy to spy on the military situation many times, and I have been there several times in Lingnan. Those chiefs who sell timber are indeed the chiefs or top figures of the big tribes in Siheung. There will be fakes, and among these people, they are indeed local slangs who are not dressed up by monsters. This can be seen from their skin color and the calluses on their bare feet."

Wang Hong frowned: "So, these people are really here to sell things. Didn't the thief take the opportunity to spy, and want to plot something?"

Zhu Chaoshi twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't think so. The demon thief is also doing some big moves recently, aggressively conquering these slab-dong barbarian tribes, asking them to pay for food, and if they can't, they will be forced to pull away from the tribe. There are plenty of males and females, so these patriarchs are anxious and have no choice. They will take all the men in the mountains to hunt, cut trees, and dig medicine, and then they will be transported to us to sell, and when they get the money, they will transfer the food. Go back to business. Listen to some of their vendors' private discussions, it seems that now the army of monsters is stationed in their tribe, if the time limit is not allowed, then the family will be destroyed."

Wang Hong laughed: "It seems that the blockade order issued by your master is working. This Lingnan land is full of smog and sparsely cultivated land. If you want to mobilize the army's food and grass, it is difficult to go to the blue sky. It has always depended on us. The rice grains of Zhou and Xiangzhou are supplied in exchange for the rare treasures of Lingnan. So they are all good places for corrupt officials to make a fortune, but once they don’t have foreign grain supplies, it will be difficult to maintain. These monsters There are tens of thousands of old thieves, it's okay to suppress these slab-dong barbarians, but if you want to form a large army for the Northern Expedition, it is a dream. Only this level of food and grass will make them unable to solve it!"

Zhu Chaoshi nodded: "But they are now squeezing the Li-Dong people out to get food, obviously they are also trying to do it. They, these monsters do not grow the land themselves, and the food cultivated by the Lingnan Han people cannot supply the army, and the Li people live in the mountains and forests. They can farm, but if they use their local products for food, it won’t make people suspicious. This is probably a way to cover people’s ears.”

A cold light flashed in Wang Hong's eyes: "I have already explained that money is OK, but rice is not. We are going to collect the medicinal materials from them. Nothing else is important. I'm afraid that after a long time, the monsters will have it. What I noticed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is the time of the autumn harvest, Xiangzhou, Jiangzhou, there are more people here, so it won’t attract the attention of others, but if this half month has passed, there will still be so many people. Come, that will definitely make life suspicious. Explain to the rice shops in the city that they are only allowed to store old rice, and the price will be doubled. How much more can these slang people receive?!"

Zhu Chaoshi grabbed the hair on his head and said in a strange way: "Ms. Wang Jun, what do you mean by that? You don't want to give rice, and you say you sell old rice at a high price?"

Wang Hong smiled slightly: "General Zhu, if we don’t sell a bucket of rice, the thief will be suspicious. The autumn harvest this year has been very smooth. These slang people will come here after hearing the wind. In fact, the monsters drove them to use their hands to collect food and grass in order to realize their ulterior motives. But if we don’t sell, then they will know that it’s us. When they are preparing to fight against them in the Tunliang, they may be the first to take action. Now the soldiers and horses in the southern town are scattered to the townships and villages to collect food. They have not yet returned. If the demon thief takes the opportunity to attack..."

At this point, the expression on his face became solemn, and his smile disappeared.

Zhu Chaoshi looked at these slang people at the market, and shook his head with a smile: "Don’t worry about the county chief, I have been staring at these people. They are really just slang people carrying timber. There are only four to five hundred people. That's it. I usually set up a tent on the Ercha River Beach outside the city, catching fish in the river, and buying some old rice for cooking. I didn’t bring any weapons, and did not form an army. organization."

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