Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 444 A New Atmosphere in Denglai

From Beijing to Shandong, if the weather is good, it takes about seven days to ride a fast horse. Of course, this refers to only a few people with excellent horses. If it is a large army, it will be difficult. Self-guided travel with donkey friends is completely different.

Anyway, seven days later, Yang Menglong and his party arrived in Dengzhou smoothly.

Dengzhou now is completely different from last year.Last year, blood flowed into rivers in Dengzhou, and there were many bones, and there were no people on the road for dozens of miles, but now there are people coming and going on the avenue, which is very lively.In the large fertile fields, the wheat has already matured. When the wind blows, the waves of wheat rise and fall one after another, as if a circle of ripples spreads towards the end of the earth. Tens of thousands of farmers are waving sickles in the fields to harvest wheat, and children follow behind to pick up the wheat. Scattered ears of wheat.Many thin fields are also filled with alfalfa, soybeans, sweet potatoes, radishes and other crops. In the horse farm, the neighing of war horses is full of energy... There are also many horses raised here.The wounds caused by the war seem to have been healed. The people on this land are busy and busy, and they are not in the mood to think about what happened yesterday. Only some villages that are still a piece of scorched earth remind people that what happened here A terrible war.

There are figures nervously harvesting wheat everywhere. This is the harvest season. There is so much wheat to be harvested.The labor force is not enough, and a large number of mikes from other places poured in to join the ranks of harvesting. It is also very hard to work every day to earn money every day.Yang Menglong saw a familiar figure running around in the field, writing down something in the notebook with a pen from time to time, amused, and shouted loudly: "Master Zhang!"

The guy who was so busy looked over in astonishment, seeing that it was Yang Menglong, he was stunned for a moment, walked over and cupped his hands: "Master Yang is here?"

Yang Menglong smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said to Li Yan: "Let me introduce, this one is the former magistrate of Wuyang County, and now the magistrate of Dengzhou. Dengzhou and Laizhou are under his control."

This is the magistrate?
The red lady looked skeptical, looking at his muddy appearance, how could he look like a magistrate?No matter how you look at it, it looks like it was just created by Nu Wa.Li Yan bowed his hands to Zhang Tong very politely: "See Lord Futai!"

Zhang Tong waved his hand and said, "Excuse me, excuse me. By the way, Master Yang, why are you here?"

Yang Menglong said: "There's something bad going on, it's okay if you don't come. By the way, what are you doing?"

Zhang Tong lit up the notebook in his hand, and sighed: "Don't mention it, I want to kill someone... So many officials who came from the imperial examinations, each of them boasted that they were well-educated, but they couldn't even make a production statistics table. I had no choice but to go to the field to make statistics, do you think you are angry?"

The red lady asked curiously: "Why do you count this? Is it useful?"

Zhang Tong said: "Of course it is useful! If I don't count clearly, how can I know how much wheat output this year and how much tax I should collect?" Pulling Yang Menglong, he begged bitterly: "Master Yang, when I beg you, it seems that I am cooperating with you For the sake of three years, send some people who understand mathematics over here, if this continues, I will really be exhausted!"

Yang Menglong readily agreed: "No problem, someone will send you a batch later... Work hard, I like you!"

In addition to a wry smile, Zhang Tong smiled wryly.

Farewell to Zhang Tong, let's move on.

The red lady turned her head frequently, watching Zhang Tong busy in the field, sometimes writing and drawing, sometimes furious at a group of county magistrates and training them like grandchildren, she became more and more puzzled: "The magistrate is still here The fields come to work? It's amazing."

Yang Menglong said: "What's even more surprising is yet to come."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a dark-skinned, round-armed woman angrily coming out of the wheat field with a scythe, and rushed towards a small village along the field path. Her momentum was comparable to that of a death squad.Yang Menglong reined in the horse, Li Yan asked him why he didn't leave in surprise, he laughed straight: "There is a good show to watch...Leave after watching it."

Before the words fell, a scream of "Aw" came from the small village. A man in what looked like a scholar's uniform covered his head with his hands, and his feet flew up and down, rolling and crawling out of it. , that kind of speed, that kind of passion, that kind of longing for sunshine and life, really made those sprinters who won the championship in Nanyang are ashamed-he ran too fast!But the one behind him was not much slower than him—yes, that was the woman with a big waist and a round waist just now. She brandished a sickle and chased after him, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, like a tiger catching a sheep, and she pointed the back of the knife at that woman. The unlucky man slashed at the back, cursing while cutting, the sound was like a gong, and could be heard for miles: "You murderer, you only cut two ears of wheat and ran home! I thought you were going back to drink water!" , who knows that it took most of the day to go, drinking with those sour scholars! Do you have food without working? The sky will drop steamed buns for you to eat, and drop money for you to spend? Ah? Damn, why did I find you such a slacker!" After a few knives were recited, the man's head was covered with pain, and he squatted on the ground covering his head in pain and wailed for life: "Miss, don't beat me, it's my husband's fault. Now, why don’t you just cut the wheat for your husband?” I was crying…

Before he finished shouting, he was kicked into the field: "Don't hurry up and work!?"

Shi Tianbao and Zhaji Chongweng were stunned: "My mother, I thought the red lady is fierce enough, who knows that compared with this one, she can be called gentle and lovely!" The red lady pinched her chin, Looking at the woman who kept scolding while cutting the wheat, and the man who was wiping tears while cutting the wheat, she was fascinated leisurely, and looked at Li Yan intentionally or unintentionally...

Li Yan's forehead and the tip of his nose were covered with sweat...

Not far away, I met another one.This woman was also chasing and beating her lazy husband violently, but she was much gentler, instead of using a sickle, she beat the lazy man with a pole, making the lazy man cry.

Li Yan couldn't help but said: "The women in this place are really outrageous! How can you humiliate your husband in public like this!?"

The red lady was very upset: "If you are lazy and don't work, it makes sense to leave all the farm work to women?"

Li Yan suffocated: "Even if the husband is at fault, you can't humiliate him like this in front of so many people, right?"

The red lady snorted, "You can't humiliate in public? You mean you can do it when no one is around, right? I understand, I understand." She nodded repeatedly as she said she understood, and she didn't know what spirit she had grasped.

Everyone looked at Li Yan with sympathy.

When passing through a town, everyone came across someone arguing again. Several men with fierce expressions surrounded a man who looked rather cowardly, showing off their muscles intentionally or unintentionally, while a tall woman held her hands With a butcher's knife for chopping bones, she blocked the man behind her, as if she was playing a game of eagle catching chickens, and she was now playing the role of the hen.Holding a knife in one hand, the hen pointed at the nose of a man who was half a head taller than her and cursed: "What kind of bullshit protection fee, my mother needs your protection? Break my man's legs without paying the protection fee!" Come on, come on! My old lady is right here, I feel like breaking my legs first, and you dare not do anything, you were pulled out when my old lady was shitting!" Those bastards who were collecting protection fees had long since been dumbfounded Who dares to do anything when you meet such a shrew who can take off one of your arms with a single knife?It's just a protection fee, there's no point in risking your own life, right?The man who was pointed at the nose by the shrew and sprayed his face with saliva couldn't stand it any longer. He backed up again and again, waved his hands in a panic and said, "Sister calm down, can't we stop collecting the protection fee?"

The woman slowly widened her eyes: "No more?"

The man said repeatedly: "I won't accept it, I won't accept it, I won't accept it even if I beat you to death!"

The woman's voice raised eight tones under absolutely impossible circumstances, comparable to a row of artillery bombardment: "So many of you ran over aggressively, threatening to smash our butcher shop, and my man was so scared that he lost his courage. It’s fine if you don’t charge it? It’s not such a cheap thing!” He kicked it straight up.

Those younger brothers stared at the yamen servant who was watching, both aggrieved and angry: "She beat someone, and you don't care about it?"

The yamen servant snorted: "What are you in charge of? You disturbed the order of the market and violated the public security management regulations. Come with us to the yamen!"

The one who got kicked heard that he had to go to the Yamen, so he slapped him.

The red lady watched with relish, without blinking her eyes, for fear of missing any details.

Li Yan was sweating profusely again...

Zhaji muttered to Weng: "Why do I think these women are more powerful than the army? If you marry them to Shenyang, Jiannu will surrender within half a year."

Shi Tianbao wiped off his cold sweat, glared at Zhaji and rushed to Weng, and said, "Zaji, don't be so wicked, okay? Jiannu was also raised by his parents, so they deserve to be unlucky?"

Li Yan was still wiping off his cold sweat, muttering to himself: "It's too shameless, it's too shameful..." It seems that what he saw and heard all the way along the way greatly stimulated this handsome guy, Well, compared with those few, Hong Niangzi is really gentle and kind, considerate, elegant and considerate, with a beautiful heart and a heart, beautiful and intelligent, cute and cute, maybe he should really consider marrying her to her cottage ?Otherwise, if he bumps into someone like this in the future, who will he cry to!

After asking passers-by, I found out that the women in this place are very aggressive. In the past few months, there have been more than a dozen cases of burglary thieves being crushed to death by angry housewives with a rolling pin, and the government acquitted them all.As for the gangsters who have their legs broken for collecting protection fees, there are not a few gangsters who have their legs broken, so Denglai can be said to never close their doors at night and never pick up things on the road... Stealing something in the house may be knocked into a vegetative state by a rolling pin, and a woman who picked up a few small coins may be copied by a kitchen knife If you cut down eighteen streets, you can't even think about the law and order.

Yang Menglong was very satisfied with the security situation in Denglai. He drank the noodle soup in the bowl in one gulp, clicked his mouth, and said, "At first I thought that Denglai could send out five thousand soldiers at most, but now it seems that sending out seven thousand soldiers is not a problem." .”

Li Yan exclaimed: "Denglai only has [-] soldiers in total. If they are all taken away, it will become an empty city. What if bandits invade?"

Yang Menglong pointed to the woman who returned to the butcher shop to sell meat, and saw her wield the butcher's knife, and with one stroke, her muscles and bones were relieved: "Aren't they still there? Let you lead troops to attack Denglai, will you do it?"

Li Yan shrank his neck: "... I won't do it! I won't do it if I'm beaten to death, and I won't do it if I can't be beaten to death!"

(End of this chapter)