Lin Shucheng: "Yes, yes, yes."
In short, Lin Shucheng and the Red Turban Army got along quite well these past few days.
With people helping out for free, the village was built exactly as Lin Jinyue wanted. They didn't take a penny and often brought them some food. Who wouldn't like that?
However, Lin Jinyue did not completely lower her guard against the Red Turban Army.
Seeing that they were acting suspiciously, Lin Xueqing went to eavesdrop.
These guys usually seem cheerful on the surface, but now they're still debating whether or not to kill themselves.
That's right, the Red Turban Army was still hesitating about whether to kill Lin Xueqing.
Lin Xueqing overheard this by accident.
He went outside the village to look for flowers that could be used for dyeing, and just then he saw the two people talking furtively.
"Didn't we say that as long as Lin Xueqing isn't a selfish and wicked person, we won't kill him? After spending these two days with him, I think he's a pretty good person."
"What can we do? I don't want to kill him either, but the boss said that this kind of person is too smart. Besides gunpowder and crossbows, he knows a lot of other things. This kind of person absolutely cannot be kept alive. Keeping him alive will only cause trouble. Stay away from him in the future, so that when it's time to take action, we won't hesitate to do it."
The two men kept muttering to themselves, but their hands never stopped working.
These past few days, Lin Shucheng has tricked them into chopping wood and carrying water. They even washed the clothes for the men and children.
They worked tirelessly to obtain Lin Xueqing's crossbow bolts as weapons for self-defense.
Lin Xueqing scoffed at these words and went back.
These few idiots think they can kill him?
If it weren't for the Red Turban Army and their good reputation in the area, plus the fact that they had wounded soldiers, Lin Xueqing wouldn't have been afraid of these hundreds of people; one explosive charge would have been enough.
Lin Xueqing had heard about it from Li the blacksmith.
He was reluctant to be associated with the Red Turban Army and repeatedly told Lin Xueqing, both openly and subtly, that he had been harassed by this group when he was in Runan County.
They just kept bringing up national and familial righteousness. If he didn't do what these people wanted, he would be considered selfish. There were even some radical Red Turban rebels who tried to threaten him with his family. In short, they used a lot of tricks.
In his view, the Red Turban Army and Prince Jing's army were birds of a feather.
Li the blacksmith was also worried that Lin Shucheng and his group wouldn't be able to control this group.
After all, these people were not like the thousand or two thousand soldiers brought by Deputy General Gao; these Red Turban Army soldiers would disguise themselves as ordinary civilians and hide.
Moreover, they enjoyed a very high reputation among the people.
Li the blacksmith feared that Lin Jinyue and her companions would be tricked by these Red Turban Army soldiers.
However, Lin Xueqing's reply to him was: It's good enough that they weren't tricked by my sister.
Only then did Li the blacksmith feel relieved.
Lin Shucheng, on the other hand, is still making empty promises to Zhao Tianquan every day.
He was on a mission.
Lin Jinyue said that in order to wipe out all these Red Turban Army soldiers, he had to have Zhao Tianquan write a letter to summon all the Red Turban Army soldiers from various places to their Yunhe Village.
Lin Shucheng was also thinking that there were now more than a thousand people in the village. As people gradually withdrew from various parts of Lingnan, about two or three thousand Red Turban Army soldiers would arrive every few days. Their village could handle that number.
Sure enough, while Lin Shucheng and Zhao Tianquan were drinking and discussing the future, Lin Shucheng couldn't hold back any longer.
Lin Shucheng patted his chest and said, "It's alright. My son can finish all our crossbows within three months even if he doesn't sleep. You can rest assured."
Zhao Tianquan trusted Lin Shucheng very much.
I felt that he wasn't as capable or easy to manipulate as the two children, and that he had a strong sense of righteousness.
They also felt that this place was remote and would be a good base.
Not to mention, the sturdy walls around here were all built by the brothers during this period of time. They built them themselves, so they know how solid they are.
Zhao Tianquan really likes this place.
He immediately wrote several letters and had a few trusted subordinates deliver them.
The next day, Zhao Tianquan took the initiative to suggest that he pay for meat for everyone out of his own pocket as a way of celebrating their joining the Red Turban Army.
The meat was left in the kitchen, and the village women wanted to make meat soup, but Jiang Yun stopped them.
Looking at Lin Shucheng again, he was already drinking with the Red Turban Army members.
Lin Shucheng looked worried. "Why won't Brother Li listen to me? Your Red Turban Army is so much better! What do you call this? This is called not recognizing a great person!"
"That bastard even cursed at me! What a waste, what a fine blacksmith!"
Although Zhao Tianquan wanted to secretly kill Lin Xueqing, a dangerous element, he had always regarded Lin Shucheng as a close friend. Seeing him like this, he comforted him: "Brother Lin, don't worry about that blacksmith Li. If you need a blacksmith, I'll find one for you! We'll find you whatever kind you need."
Lin Shucheng downed the glass of wine in front of him in one gulp: "You don't understand..."
As he spoke, he became melancholy again.
Sure enough, he drank it all.
Zhao Tianquan's simple-minded subordinates also had a few drinks.
Those people's glasses were filled with spiked liquor; a little bit would make them drunk.
More than a thousand people were all taken down silently.
It was only after they helped Lin Jinyue clear away the surrounding weeds and wild beasts, and repaired those troublesome and difficult-to-clear trees, that the tree was finally felled.
They paid for the food and drinks themselves.
However, Zhao Tianquan and his men were completely unaware of their subordinates' unusual behavior.
They just assumed it was because he was too drunk and continued to laugh at him.
Lin Shucheng personally poured them drinks: "Come on, have some more! Let's drink until we're drunk!"
Zhao Tianquan and his group had long since let their guard down around Lin Shucheng, and they drank all the wine in one go.
Lin Shucheng wanted to drink more, but these useless guys just passed out on the table.
The villagers all rushed over.
They quickly tied up Zhao Tianquan and several henchmen, then transported them back to Yunhe Village on a handcart.
As for the other thousand people...
There was even a special prison in the village to hold these soldiers.
The road hasn't been repaired yet, so it's inconvenient to transport these people back. It's better to detain them here for the time being.
By the time they had packed everything up and were ready to leave, it was completely dark.
Lin Chen asked with a hint of regret, "Third Uncle, what about the deputy leader of the Red Turban Army? Aren't you even a little bit tempted?"
Lin Shucheng said directly, "What's there to be excited about? What's so exciting about it? Going to the Red Turban Army to be cannon fodder at the front?"
These words left Lin Chen stunned. "Huh?"
Lin Shucheng was a little confused; how could this child be so simple-minded?
Lin Shucheng then explained it to him in detail: "Dog Egg, do you think being able to go to the battlefield is really cool?"
He didn't expect that Lin Chen would actually nod.
Lin Chen added, "Uncle, you don't know, I feel like there's not much to teach as a teacher. If only I could become a military officer in my spare time..."
Lin Chen felt more and more excited as he thought about it.
What's so great about being a teacher? He also wants to ride a horse, grab a crossbow, and kill enemies!
General Gu is so imposing; everyone in the village admires him.
He also wanted to be like General Gu.
They were all around the same age, and Lin Chen felt that if he was good at math, he might be even better at fighting.
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