Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Chapter 67: Go Home

What Ge Liu brought to meet the former camp was the young and strong refugees who had come to join the army from the mountains around Luoding in the past few days. There were more than 150 people. In addition, 100 residents of the city were recruited. They carried all the vehicles in Luoding city— 12 horse-drawn carts, 18 donkey carts, a pole and two hemp ropes. The team met the main force of the former battalion in Dawan, which was more than forty miles away from Luoding. Seeing that the carts were full of food, the young men brought by Ge Liu burst into cheers.

Some soldiers from the former battalion would use spears to show off the clothes they ripped off from the Qing army to show off to the young men, while others kept pulling the long knives they had just issued, so that the young men could see them. To be more precise, as for the captured Green Camp flags, they were planted in the carriage early. Seeing this scene, Zhou Shixiang couldn’t help but smile when he recalled the appearance of the Qing army prisoners crying and begging for a belt when they set off from Xihedu.

Everything the Taiping Camp did in Deqing was thorough. Not only did they strip off every piece of clothing on the captives, but even the clothes on the corpses were stripped off. As for knives, guns, swords, and spears, not a single piece of clothing fell off. . It can be said that everything that could be used, even a cloth belt, was picked up by the soldiers.

Zhou Shixiang even bought a lot of supplies with silver and Tang Sanshui, including a hundred or ten iron pots, and a lot of salt and vegetable oil. Although he knew that Tang Sanshui’s price was unfair and was much higher than the market price, Zhou Shixiang did not. He bargained for the price, but bought them all with a smile on his face, so refreshing, so happy that the people in the green camp couldn’t do a few more deals with him, this kind of fool doesn’t kill anyone!

However, after a few transactions, Zhou Shixiang already understood that Tang Sanshui, who looked timid and feared to die, was actually very clever, but this cleverness was not used to deal with the enemy, but to how to make a fortune. Tang Sanshui not only intimidated and defrauded the county government with a large sum of money in the name of the Ming army attacking the city, but also used a knife to kill and eat the large families who fled. Originally, Zhou Shi calculated that if Tang Sanshui cooperated, how could he earn 2,000 taels of silver, but now it seems that 2,000 taels are just a fraction of the fortune made by President Tang Qian taking advantage of this “Ming Army” attack.

Bold to the death, starve the timid; how daring a man is, how productive is the land!

Tang Sanshui is also a talent, he knows how to invest, he also knows how to avoid risks, and he also knows how to increase profits. In future generations, he will definitely be a successful businessman. At the very least, Zhou Shixiang admires Zhou Shixiang for his ability to turn crisis into wealth, seize opportunities when they encounter opportunities, and never let go of his hands, but he is naturally a little unwilling to admire them at the same time—watching others take advantage of his own power. Can you feel comfortable with more money than yourself?

Can you not be reconciled?

Tang Sanshui shrunk into Deqing City, and he wouldn’t come out if he was killed. All transactions and trades were made by his subordinates, and the current strength of Taiping Camp really couldn’t help him, unless Deqing City sent another Sanshui brother to cooperate. Put it, otherwise, it is Emperor Tiangao who has left him happy. At this moment, Tang Sanshui stood at the head of Deqing City and scolded Zhou Shixiang’s ancestor for the eighteenth generation. All Zhou Shixiang could do was to scold him, but to stare blankly.

Being slaughtered is slaughtering. Relative to the harvest, a little imbalance is nothing at all. For the Taiping Battalion, which was extremely scarce in supplies and had no complete logistical supply chain, obtaining resources from the enemy was the only way, and trading with officials like Tang Sanshui within the Green Battalion seemed to be a means. Compared with the plundering of the common people, the two are obviously more in line with the interests of the Taiping Camp, and they are also the means that Zhou Shixiang prefers.

Just imagine, if there is no food or clothing, the enemy will automatically sell it to the door; there is no knife, no spear, and the enemy will give it to us. This kind of picture is very wonderful in my mind.

Of course, if you want to have a wonderful picture, the premise must be that the Taiping Camp has enough power to intimidate the enemy, or has enough power to intimidate the enemy.

What Zhou Shixiang had to do when he returned to Luoding was to really condense this power into shape.

……

The team spent the night in Dawan that night, and set off on the road the next day before dawn. Peng Dazhu led the carriage with the carriage in front, the bald man led the wounded in the middle, and Zhou Shixiang led Ge Wu and Shao Jiugong and led four teams of soldiers at the end. After face pad. The death camp led by Chen Mo was guarded in the middle, and reluctantly marched forward under the supervision of the thugs who seemed to be cell bosses.

Along the way, a messenger from Luoding City arrived almost every hour, and then hurried back to Luoding with good news.

Three hours later, the team finally appeared in front of Luoding City Gate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

“came back!”

Looking at the somewhat broken city wall, Zhou Shixiang was very emotional. When he set off a few days ago, he felt uneasy, but when he came back a few days later, he was so relaxed. It’s just that many of the companions who used to travel south side by side are now gone, which can’t help but feel sad.

“Brother, we’re home!”

Ge Wu, Peng Dazhu, Baldy and the others walked to Boss Hu’s coffin together~www.readwn.com~ knelt down and kowtowed a few times. Then they changed the cloth together and pulled the coffin from the carriage with all their strength. Unload it, and then carry it to the city.

Dozens of soldiers grabbed the paper money that had been sent by someone from the city earlier, and threw them into the sky. As the paper money fell piece by piece, the atmosphere of the team immediately became heavy.

“Big brother!”

Zhao Sihai knelt in front of the city gate and howled at the slowly lifted coffin.

Mr. Song didn’t shout, he just stared at the coffin in a daze, his heart was blocked, and his nose became more and more sour. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Zhou Shixiang was reluctant to bring Hu Quan’s coffin into the city, but buried it directly outside the city along with the bones of the fallen soldiers. After all, this time he came back from a great victory, and he has gained a lot, so he can take this opportunity to tell the people. Better show the power of Taiping Camp.

But Song Xianggong and the others insisted that Boss Hu must be brought back to the city, and the fallen soldiers were also brought back to the city to let their relatives meet, and then arrange for the burial. The reversal of this order made Zhou Shixiang have to worry about the impact on morale and dilute the joy of victory, but he couldn’t object. After all, this is what all the old brothers in Daqiao Mountain agree with. If he is an “outsider” who opposes him The status in the hearts of these people will have an impact, so they agree, and can only hope that the pensions to the families of the deceased will dilute their dissatisfaction with the Taiping Camp.

Although the public treasury was established, and all the property in the Taiping Camp was set up to be owned by the public treasury and then distributed uniformly by the public treasury, Zhou Shixiang made a special exception in the area of pensions for fallen soldiers, allowing relatives of the dead to have pensions, and It can be used. No one in Taiping Camp may occupy it. Violators will be executed.