Chapter 390: One-Day Trip to Black River City
Everyone's eyes turned to Zhao Xingjian.
Zhao Xingjian sneered, "Grand Secretary? Does he think he's being so generous? Even if he offered me the position of Prime Minister, I wouldn't even consider it!"
"Well done, Master!" The three brothers of the Ye family applauded.
Wang Changyang picked up his chopsticks again. "I came to Heihe Village this time to persuade you to submit to the court and to bring Concubine Shu back to the palace. It seems that the first task is impossible to complete. Is it possible to complete the second task?"
"That's impossible!"
The freshly washed little Dumpling ran over, climbed onto his own little stool, picked up the big meat bun and took a big bite.
Ye Buwei patted the little girl's head lovingly, "The two sons of the Fan family have already taken Concubine Shu's ashes to the place of exile."
"It seems that this trip of mine will be in vain!" Wang Changyang sighed.
"Return?" Zhao Xingjian was surprised. "Master, you're going back to serve the damn emperor? Why don't you stay and rebel with us?"
Wang Changyang frowned. "Rebellion cannot be achieved by simply building a wall and shouting slogans. I know you have some peasant soldiers, but that is far from enough."
"I still have to return to the capital and secretly mobilize all available resources to develop a group of forces for you... I also need to consider food, weapons, generals... all of these things must be considered..."
"Big fish, hurry up!"
Xiaotuanzi stuffed a meat bun into Wang Changyang's mouth, blocking his mouth.
Wang Changyang bulged his eyes, confused.
The little dumpling patted his chest and said, "Big fish, come on! After that, let's switch gears and I'll take you out to play!"
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With a creak, the gate of the Ye family's courtyard opened.
Little Dumpling walked in front with his hands in his pockets.
Wang Changyang walked behind with a cane.
The old man and the child went out like this.
Many villagers are already busy working in the fields.
Rapeseed and wheat have been planted, and the villagers are pushing plow carts to sow vegetables for the winter, all of which are seeds given by Xiao Jiuer.
"Master Xiaojiu! Are you out playing so early?"
"Are you full?"
The villagers stood up and greeted the little dumpling.
"I'm so full!" Little Dumpling patted his belly, "Uncle, auntie, are you guys full?"
"We've eaten! We've eaten! Are there guests coming to Master Xiaojiu's house?" Everyone looked at Wang Changyang curiously.
This old man looks difficult to deal with.
However, the villagers of Heihe Village have all seen the world, and they all behaved with dignity.
"He's Big Fish!" Little Dumpling enthusiastically introduced him to everyone. "Big Fish is so amazing! He's the Master's Master!"
"Oh my! Mr. Dayu is Mr. Zhao's master! That's really amazing!"
The villagers showed respect but also a hint of confusion. Why did the old man have such a strange name when he was so powerful?
Wang Changyang couldn't help but marvel at the villagers' neatly dressed and high spirits, exuding a sense of satisfaction and happiness from having enough food and clothing.
Looking at the whole world, I am afraid that only the people of Heihe Village can live in this state!
Wang Changyang couldn't help but go down to the field to study the plow cart and praised it highly, "You guys are really amazing!"
"It's all thanks to the Ye family!" The villagers laughed, "This plow cart was made by Yan An!"
"It's my second uncle!" Xiao Jiuer was very proud.
Wang Changyang was also very happy to hear this. The three children of the Regent were simple and kind, and each had his own strengths. It was really rare.
The old man and the child continued walking towards the village entrance.
Da da da.
Boom boom boom.
Ta-da-da is the sound of little Dumpling's footsteps.
Dong dong dong is the sound of Wang Changyang's crutches.
All the village roads in Heihe Village are paved with bluestone slabs. The roads are neat and clean, and your shoes won’t get dirty even when it rains.
Soon after, the sound of children reading in unison could be heard.
Wang Changyang pointed to the school at the entrance of the village and said, "Xiao Jiuer, is this your Master Zhao's school?"
"No! This is a female teacher's school!"
"Female teachers' school?" Wang Changyang's eyes widened.
I've lived for so long, but this is the first time I've heard of a school for female teachers!
Heihe Village is really daring to be the first in the world!
Xiao Jiuer took him out of the city gate and came to the inn and food street outside.
The inn and food court are now rented to the Fan family, and a group of maids are serving breakfast to Fan Changfu.
Fan Changfu dreamed of Concubine Shu last night and cried early in the morning. He now has a gloomy face.
"Father, the cooking master!" a sweet little voice rang out.
Fan Changfu's eyes lit up, "Little Jiubaoer!"
Then he saw Wang Changyang behind Xiao Jiuer and said in surprise: "Wang Daru! You! When did you get here?"
"It arrived last night!" Wang Changyang said with a smile, "I heard that you also sent people to rescue me. Thank you very much!"
Wang Changyang already knew about Concubine Shu's ashes, so he didn't mention it to Fan Changfu for fear of reminding him of his sad memories.
"Bye, uncle! I'm so busy, I'll be leaving first!"
Little Jiuer ran away with his short legs.
"From Lion Head Mountain to Heihe Village, they arrived last night?!" Fan Changfu was still immersed in shock. "It's impossible to fly that fast!"
Xiao Jiuer walked in front, swaying from side to side, and Wang Changyang was suddenly attracted by the sound of humming and hawing while practicing martial arts.
"Xiao Jiu'er, is this the peasant army practicing martial arts?"
"Yeah!"
"From the sound of it, it seems quite powerful. Take me to have a look!" Wang Changyang was a little impatient.
"Okay!" Little Dumpling started running, "Big fish, come here!"
When Wang Changyang saw the endless and neatly arranged troops in front of the military camp, he was completely stunned.
He thought that the peasant army would not exceed 10,000 people at most!
Unexpectedly, the number of people far exceeded his expectations!
Wang Changyang's beard was shaking violently.
How on earth did Heihe Village manage to support so many troops?!
"Uncle Qiu is broadcasting, here I come!" The little dumpling's tender little voice is very nice.
Lao Qiu is leading his brothers in the imperial guards to train the peasant army.
Yesterday, a new batch of spears were delivered from the blacksmiths. Lao Qiu asked the peasant soldiers with outstanding performance to use spears instead of long sticks for training.
At present, almost one-tenth of the peasant army has used real swords and guns.
After hearing Xiao Jiuer's call, Lao Qiu and other imperial guards brothers turned around with smiles on their faces.
As a result, after seeing the strong figure with a cane, the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared instantly.
"Great... great scholar??"
Especially Lao Qiu, he was sweating all over and his legs were weak with fear.
Why did the great scholar come to Heihe Village?
Could it be that he came here on the emperor's orders to persuade them to surrender?
The great scholar even dared to hit the prime minister!
If we find out that they are hiding in Heihe Village, won’t we break all their legs?
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Wang Changyang was first shocked by the number of peasant soldiers, and then by their well-trainedness.
Judging from the way they are training, it doesn't look like they are made up of a group of rabble.
"Who is responsible for training here on weekdays?" Wang Changyang asked.
Lao Qiu lowered his head quickly, "Can't see me, can't see me..."
result.
"It's Old Qiu Bo who's broadcasting!"
Little Dumpling ran over happily and grabbed Lao Qiu's sleeve.
Lao Qiu: “…”
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