Chapter 22
After being seated, someone immediately brought hot tea. Jiang Yunqing saw that it was the kind of tea of ​​this era, looked at it, and didn't drink it.

"Brother Jiang, I'm really sorry, I'm so far away, please forgive me." Cheng Chuliang came out in a hurry, and punched Jiang Yunqing, "Aunt Changsun told me that the part has already been selected. , are all good fighters of You Wuwei, my father's personal soldiers back then."

Cheng Chuliang's face was swarthy, like a giant, with well-developed and plump muscles all over his body. Even through his clothes, he could tell at a glance that he had practiced it since he was a child.

"Thank you, young master?"

"Young master?"

When Cheng Chuliang heard this, he burst out laughing, and explained in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, only the eldest son of Xijue can be called that. Our family is also familiar with the eldest grandson's family, and we have a good personal relationship. You don't have to be so polite, you can call me Cheng Erdi or Chu Liang."

"Then thank you, Brother Cheng."

Fifteen or six of Miqu stood in the yard, and they all had machetes on their bodies.

Jiang Yunqing followed Cheng Chuliang out to have a look, and saw some with missing arms and legs, one with one eye, and a veteran who looked like he was 50 years old.

"Ahem..." Jiang Yunqing pretended to cough, and asked Cheng Chuliang what was going on with his eyes.

"Haha." Cheng Chuliang laughed loudly and said, "Brother Jiang, I specially selected these for you, one in a hundred, one in a thousand. If my father was at home, they would definitely not have their ideas."

"Ah, why is that?"

"At the Battle of Hulao Pass, my father and His Majesty were besieged by Wang Dou's coalition forces, and were almost caught by Wang Shichong's men. It was they who desperately rescued my father and Your Majesty."

Cheng Chuliang looked at these sixteen people with admiration in his eyes, "Don't look at them like this, but now they can still fight several. As long as these sixteen people can form a formation, not to mention thousands of people , even 200 people can solve the problem.”

Still worried that Jiang Yunqing would not believe his words and thought he was fooling him, Cheng Chuliang said again: "A few days ago I had a fight with Li Jingheng of the Jiangxia King Li Daozong's family. He brought four or fifty people with him, and I relied on them ten Personally, beat Li Jingheng and his gang to the ground. If Uncle Lame hadn’t pulled me, I would have to take off Li Jingheng’s dog legs. Otherwise, my surname would not be Cheng.”

"It's for Aunt Changsun's face. Otherwise, this is the treasure of our Cheng family's town house. It's no big deal. It can't be used easily. The gold medalist of our Cheng family."

Cheng Chuliang said again: "I have heard from Aunt Changsun that the rubbish of the five surnames and seven sects want to find fault with you, and our Cheng family and the five surnames and seven sects also have blood feuds. They are making trouble for you, and Aunt Changsun has also spoken, so don't worry Let them beat you! If you have something to do, it's the Duke of Lu's mansion."

Jiang Yunqing was also a person who knew history very well in his previous life. He knew that Cheng Yaojin was an old bastard, but he couldn't imagine that his son's bastards were as generous as his father's.

As expected, he is the son of a general, his biological father and son.

Jiang Yunqing liked this kind of person very much.

"Well, can I say something?"

"Of course." Cheng Chuliang said to the sixteen parts: "Uncle Lame, I told you about the matter last night. I didn't drive you away. Aunt Changsun came and said it herself. Said, it is you who want."

Obviously, these sixteen people were reluctant to leave the Cheng family. First, because they were used to following Cheng Yaojin, and they were used to the informal style of doing things with the Cheng family, so they had a little affection.

The second is to be willing to work for the Cheng family. Don't underestimate the caretaker.

"You follow me and come to Qinjiazhuang, but you are definitely still members of the Cheng family. Recently, those scumbags with five surnames and seven sects have troubled me, so I will borrow you from Aunt Changsun, and I won't bother you in vain. Follow me to Jiangjiazhuang, when the rainy season is over, I will let you all live in your own house, and there will be wives and children warming the bed."

"Mr. Jiang, we have to give the eldest grandson Sanniang face." Uncle Lame is the boss of the group, and walked out with a limp leg, "Anyway, he is also our old man's bloody enemy. , we don’t want to do that either, anyway, we’re done with your work, we’d better go back to Duke Lu’s mansion.”

"Okay! Listen to you!"

Jiang Yunqing is happy and proud now!

Once you enter my Jiangjiazhuang, you are a member of my Jiangjiazhuang!Back here?
If you don't want to marry a wife, the young master will find it for you!
If you don't want a house, the young master has built it for you!
Don't want kids?That young master won't be able to help you give birth, it's better to be self-reliant.

"One more thing!"

A brother who was missing an arm stood up and asked, "Is there beef to eat in Jiangjiazhuang?"

"If you can find a cow that is injured, or lame, or sick, you can eat it if you want, and eat it openly."

"That's fine. I, Cheng Hu, have no other skills. There are many ways to make a cow sick and a cow hurt." The brother with the missing arm smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you have to pay for the cow's money. If there are government documents, I will handle them."

In ancient times, no matter which dynasty it was, the protection of labor animals such as cattle and horses was very important. Cattle and horses should not be eaten casually.

Generally, any household and how many cows it has must be registered with the government. Even if the cows get sick or die, they must be registered and reported clearly.

The slaughter of farm cattle must be registered with the government before they are allowed to be slaughtered.

Generally, cattle can be slaughtered only if they are too old to work, or if they are sick and cannot be cured.

If you eat healthy and strong cattle, you will be imprisoned.

After Li Er came to the throne, he issued a special edict saying that if he slaughtered healthy and healthy young cattle and horses privately, he would be imprisoned for three years, two heads would be exiled, and three heads would be sent to the army... Of course, if there are too many, the heads will be beheaded and erected. Typical.

After all, in this kind of ancient times, these working animals such as cows and horses were really rare. If everyone dared to commit crimes against the wind without strict laws, then Datang would be doomed.

But the nobles are still committing crimes against the wind every day, and His Majesty will turn a blind eye to these, as long as they don't go too far.

As soon as the one-armed man opened his mouth, he asked Jiang Yunqing if Jiangjiazhuang could eat beef. One can imagine how strong the Cheng family's family tradition is.

Two cows in three days fell ill and the cows were injured. The Cheng family did not do this less. Most of the nobles in Chang'an City did this.

"Dodge, dodge! Great Tang's first battle victory!"

"Dodge, dodge! Great Tang's first battle victory!"

A war horse full of yellow mud is galloping fast on Suzaku Street, and the horse is constantly galloping towards the destination: the Tai Chi Hall of the Great Tang Imperial Palace!
(End of this chapter)

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