Song Qingci was originally watching the excitement - although she didn't know what was so exciting, she suddenly heard the news that people from the Old Crow's Nest had arrived.
At that time, Dongzi was licking Feng Xun like a dog, but Feng Xun ignored her and just looked at Song Qingci wholeheartedly.
"A crow's nest?" Song Qingci asked Dongzi curiously, "Are there a lot of crows there?"
She had lived in Liaodong for so long that she knew that "lao crow" referred to a crow.
Living in a crow's nest, does it mean that those people are too noisy?
"It's just the name of a mountain," Dongzi explained with an apologetic smile. "Just like our Huaishan. Within a hundred miles of our Huaishan, there are over thirty bandit dens, big and small, each occupying a mountaintop. Our Huaishan is the largest right now! If it were three hundred miles in radius, there would be even more than you could count."
Overall, Liaodong was a less obviously barren land for the imperial court, but it was also a land that the court was too lazy to worry about.
The Governor of Liaodong was Sun Xiaodie's biological father. He had influence in the court and acted recklessly in Liaodong, like a local tyrant, levying heavy taxes and extorting heavy monies, causing the people to suffer.
Many people, unable to survive, became bandits.
The chaos in Liaodong has been going on for many years.
Because the terrain is mostly mountainous and the area is vast and sparsely populated, these bandits would run away if they couldn't defeat them, so the government had no good way to deal with them. In addition, no one cared about them, and some even secretly "paid tribute" to the government. The government and bandits colluded with each other, and chaos arose.
Song Qingci actually understood a little bit about it.
But she didn't expect that these people would be so large.
"We have several thousand Huaishan people. Even if they average one thousand, that's more than 30,000 people, right?"
If we expand the scope a little bit, wouldn't this attract 100,000 people?
Dongzi said that there were indeed a lot, so many that he couldn't count them all.
"This spring, Third Master sent people to investigate the situation on the surrounding hills. If Miss Song wants to know the exact number, she can ask Third Master."
Feng Xun didn't talk to Dong Zi. She asked Song Qingci, "Miss, why did the Third Master do that? Are you afraid that people from other places will run to Huaishan?"
Dongzi hurried forward, "Of course. Who wouldn't want to come to Huaishan? Follow the Third Master and you'll have food to eat!"
In many people's minds, being able to meet this simple request is like living a life of heaven.
Song Qingci thought to himself, you “rape men and kill women”, who would dare to come up?
But she actually didn't quite understand.
Why is Mr. Fu San unwilling to accept those people?
If you release one sheep, don’t you also release a flock of sheep?
Isn’t it a good thing to be able to expand your team and control more people?
Especially for men, the desire for power is almost engraved in their bones.
So, it was not easy for her mother to find out that her father was a man who was truly calm and peaceful.
Feng Xun continued to talk to Song Qingci, "If I can manage one mountain, wouldn't I be able to manage two, three, or thirty of them as well? Third Master is a capable person, so why wouldn't he manage them?"
Those who are capable should work harder. This is a good thing that benefits both others and yourself.
Song Qingci pondered for a moment and said, "From a capability perspective, the Third Master can indeed handle it, but he doesn't seem to want to take on the responsibility..."
Mr. Fu Sanye doesn't seem to have much desire for power.
But he is different from Song Qingci's biological father.
He seemed, seemed...
Song Qingci thought for a while before he understood how to express it.
That is, her father is a real idler, or to put it bluntly, he is a useless person who can't be helped.
But Master Fu Sanye is different. He gives people the feeling that he has seen the world and experienced many things, and there will be no more waves.
Still waters run deep, and this is what it means to be a person like him.
He must be someone who has seen many storms.
However, Song Qingci couldn't guess his past.
Mr. Fu Sanye is a man of few words.
Looking back now, it seemed that the few conversations they had were all asked by Mr. Fu San.
So, Mr. Fu San actually cares about her!
"Our brothers on the mountain also urged the Third Master to take over the surrounding hills, but he refused. He said, 'If no one offends me, I will not offend anyone; if someone offends me, I will kill him.'"
"You seem to be very familiar with this set." Song Qingci said with a smile.
She had heard these words before!
She was still young at that time, and she followed her mother on a journey of thousands of miles to find her father who had been deceived and taken away to the outside of the Great Wall.
In the sunset of Yumen Pass, she heard the sound of trumpets in the military camp and the clear and loud chants of "If anyone offends me, I will kill him."
She was still very young at that time and didn’t understand it. She tilted her head and asked her nanny, “Why do I want to be a pig?” Does it mean I want to become a pig?
She forgot what the nanny said, but later the wind blew and sand blew into her eyes, blurring her appearance...
"Miss?" Feng Xun looked at Song Qingci in a daze and couldn't help but call her.
Song Qingci came back to his senses and forced a smile, saying, "This sounds a lot like a military slogan!"
"That's right, our Third Master has been to the battlefield and has really killed people!" Dongzi's eyes lit up when he mentioned his Third Master.
That's his idol!
Song Qingci brought the topic back to the people in Laowuwo.
"What are these people from the Old Crow's Nest doing here? Are they here to compete?"
It seems that these people on the mountain, especially the young ones, are ready to try.
Song Qingci originally wanted to say "sharpening the knife", but it just didn't fit.
Iron is controlled by the government, so when she left, the iron pot she had paid a large sum of money to have someone buy it for her was targeted by so many people.
The material is precious and difficult to forge, so there are only a few people in the mountains who actually have swords and weapons.
Why are those who go down to guard the yam "boundary marker", especially Big Head and Scar, willing to take on this tough job that could easily get them spanked?
Because there are only so many weapons on the mountain, the two people cannot touch them normally.
Going down the mountain to guard, that represents the Huaishan facade, so you can hold a knife.
It’s probably like a poor family’s trousers, there is only one pair, and whoever wants to go out can wear it.
The bandits that Song Qingci imagined, although not as brave as the ones with swords and spears, should still be heroes of the green forest who rode tall horses and held long swords and bows and arrows.
It is definitely not the "low-end" ones in front of us.
——They would fight several times just to touch the knife, and to protect the donkey pulling the mill on the mountain——they were afraid that someone would secretly ride it for fun and tire the donkey out and delay its work, so someone had to keep an eye on it to protect it...
They started training today, and they were basically holding wooden swords, sticks and clubs.
But think about it again, the other party should be equally strong?
So it seems there is nothing to worry about.
"Competition? Impossible," Dongzi said with pride. "Their Old Crow's Nest only has over 2,000 people, and we Huaishan crushed them to death. Besides, when Zhao Yuanshuo saw our Bai girl, he acted like a mouse seeing a cat..."
Bai Ya?
"What's the matter with Bai Ya?" Feng Xun couldn't help but ask.
She wanted to explode when she heard the name.
"Feng Xun, you finally paid attention to me." Dongzi was very excited.
Song Qingci found it funny.
Feng Xun glared at him, "Who talked to you?"
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