Chapter 27 Welcoming Feast

"Even if it's right!"

Yang Yuanqing looked at the piles of supplies and weapons like hills, and teams of prisoners of war seized more than 10,000 yuan in hanging money, and smiled and said, "I don't need to leave all of these, I'll give them to the master!"

"Then I'm not polite. (")"

Zhang Xutuo turned over and dismounted, walked quickly to the pile of supplies, picked up a spear, looked at it, threw it away, picked up a battle knife from the middle, waved it twice, and shook his head.

Yang Yuanqing walked up and smiled and said, "Does the master still compare these local weapons with the Sui army's weapons?"

Zhang Xutuo sighed and said, "Last month, 1,000 soldiers from Langya County were defeated by 5,000 thieves in Changbai Mountain. There was no strategy. It was just a hard battle in the wilderness. I felt a little strange at that time. When did Wang Bo's army become so fierce? But after seeing these weapons, I couldn't understand. Can the Sui army even defeat such thieves? With crude weapons, no armor and shields, and even bows and arrows, your 350 cavalry can defeat 4,000 thieves, but one thousand infantry is still defeated by the hands of 5,000 thieves. Is our county soldiers so ineffective?"

Yang Yuanqing didn't say anything. He rummaged through the pile of weapons for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "Master, the rebels who defeated the Langya County soldiers were not this army. Since they defeated the county soldiers, they should have seized the weapons and armor of the Sui army, but there was nothing in it. Or Meng Rang's army, Master can ask the prisoners of war again."

"Go and ask!"

Zhang Xutuo ordered his subordinates and immediately went to ask. At this time, Yang Yuanqing looked at Zhang Xutuo's general again and found that none of his old friends were seen. He couldn't help but ask strangely: "Master, where are Qin Qiong and the others?"

"Qin Qiong and Luo Shixin are guarding the city, but Cheng Yaojin is no longer in Qi County."

“Why?”

Yang Yuanqing was stunned and asked again: "Has he transferred?"

Zhang Xutuo shook his head and sighed: "At the beginning of last year, his mother had a serious illness. He looked for doctors everywhere for medicine. Later, someone told him that there was a famous doctor named Zhao Zhishan in Danyang County who could cure his mother's illness. He asked me for leave and took my mother to the south to see a doctor. There was no news again when I went there. I sent someone to find him. The doctor said that he left a year ago and disappeared. Alas! Although the bastard was a little rude, he was a filial person. (")"

Yang Yuanqing also felt a little regretful. He didn't know what Cheng Yaojin's life trajectory was in history. He just hoped that next time he met him, he would not be on the battlefield.

At this time, Zhang Xutuo's personal soldiers came back to report: "Miss Prince, the rebels who defeated the Langya County soldiers were not Wang Bo's subordinates, but Meng Rang."

"So it's him, no wonder!"

Zhang Xutuo's eyes were a little sad. Meng Rang was his old subordinate for many years and had a strong relationship, but he went to be the leader of a thief, which really made him unacceptable.

Zhang Xutuo immediately ordered his men to pack up their supplies. Half an hour later, they escorted more than a thousand prisoners of war towards Licheng County.

On the way back, Zhang Xutuo and Yang Yuanqing walked side by side. Zhang Xutuo asked slowly: "Yuanqing, what do you think about the current situation?"

Yang Yuanqing said lightly: "The world will be in chaos. The heroes will compete for the world. The winner will be the king, and the loser will be the enemy!"

Zhang Xutuo was shocked all over and turned around and stared at Yang Yuanqing and said, "What about the Great Sui Dynasty?"

Yang Yuanqing could feel the shock in his master's heart. He knew that some words could not be said too early, so he smiled and said, "Master, don't be nervous. This may be my alarmist statement. The situation should not be that bad."

Zhang Xutuo breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "The Lord shouldn't have started the Goryeo War!"

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At noon the next day, the cavalry escorted prisoners of war to Licheng County, which was several miles away. Yang Yuanqing and the others saw the long-lost wheat fields. The golden wheat fields stretched for miles, endless, with a light yellow in the green, and the thick wheat ears were about to mature, and the wheat fields were like a windless sea. The latest chapter of the Temple

Seeing this, not only Yang Yuanqing and his cavalry exclaimed, but even the captured prisoners were extremely excited and knelt in front of the wheat field and cried bitterly. The wheat field reminded them of their past life and their relatives. If they still have a little hope, they will not become bandits.

"Now I know how to cry, I regret it!"

Zhang Xutuo said angrily: "The drought has ended, but there is still a deserted place everywhere. Isn't it just these rebels who will burn, kill and rob people when they see a little bit of people. Who dares to farm?"

He said to Yang Yuanqing again: "Now we can only grow some food on the edge of each county town. With the protection of the army, the bandit army dare not come to invade."

"How many people are there in Licheng County now? Can the wheat planted in them be raised?"

"Licheng County has gathered more than 200,000 people, which is very crowded. The big households have some food in their hands, some food in the official warehouse, and some food outside the city. Each person is quantitatively responsible for the daily quantity, which can basically be half full. But this winter will definitely not be able to survive. I must do it before the summer harvest and wipe out all Wang Bo and Meng Rang, so that I can also replant millet, millet, beans, etc. to protect the winter food."

"What are you going to do with these prisoners of war?" Yang Yuanqing asked with a finger at more than a thousand prisoners of war.

Zhang Xutuo hesitated and said, "The emperor's will is to kill him when he catches him, and not to leave any future troubles. However, the population of Qi County has dropped drastically, especially young and strong men. I plan to let them join the army for more than a thousand prisoners of war. It would be a pity to kill them."

Yang Yuanqing nodded. This was Zhang Xutuo's own business. He didn't want to care too much. As the two of them said that, they came to the gate of Licheng County. The prefect of Qi County, Yang Zhiji had been waiting here for a long time. Yang Zhiji had been the prefect of Qi County for five years, and had been mediocre for five years. He ignored almost nothing and threw it all to the county magistrate Zhang Xutuo. But he was said to be stupid, but he was not vague about receiving the imperial censors and other things. He was considerate and arranged perfectly.

The twelve censors of yesterday had already arrived first. He arranged it to be in the best inn in Qi County, and sent a dedicated person to serve him. He also specially found more than a dozen beautiful singers to accompany him.

Zhang Xutuo and Yang Zhiji have worked with each other for many years, and know that he is actually pretending to be confused and stupid on the surface, but in fact he is meticulous. They have long had a tacit understanding. Zhang Xutuo is in charge of affairs within the county and Yang Zhiji is in charge of affairs in the court.

When Yang Yuanqing went to Liaodong last time, he passed by Qi County. He met Yang Zhiji and had a good relationship with him. He was very polite to meet him. At this time, Qin Qiong and Luo Shixin also rushed over and heard the news. In front of Yang Zhiji, they were not good at reminiscing about the past and treated him one by one.

Yang Zhiji specially arranged a welcome banquet at the Jishui wine shop, and Zhang Xutuo, Qin Qiong and Luo Shixin also attended to accompany him.

Although it was called a welcoming banquet, the dishes were already very simple. I stewed a local chicken, cooked a few fish, cooked two hares, and the others were wild side dishes.

Yang Zhiji took out a bottle of wine from his arms and apologized to Yang Yuanqing: "This bottle is my last bottle of wine, and it may also be the last bottle of wine in Licheng County. Natural disasters, ** and bandits, life this year is really difficult, please forgive me for your consent."

Zhang Xutuo next to him also smiled and said, "In October last year, I issued a ban on alcohol in Qi County. It is not that I prohibit drinking, but that I prohibit brewing wine. Now the food is precious, and it is too luxurious and wasteful to use it to make wine."

Yang Yuanqing knew that his master was very good at wine, and it was not easy for him to issue a ban on alcohol, so he smiled and said, "I have hundreds of cans of the best pomelo wine in my home cellar in Beijing. I will keep it for everyone. If you go to the capital, I will give you two cans each."

Yang Yuanqing's words immediately made the banquet lively. Luo Shixin laughed strangely and said, "Senior brother is so stingy, so he gave me two cans. According to my opinion, each person can only give me ten cans."

Yang Yuanqing patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Do you kid drink too?"

Luo Shixin was lively and did not care about etiquette. He smiled and said, "Master doesn't give it to you, but I also drink it secretly. I heard that the Italian Poole Wine was good. I went on a business trip to Beijing the year before yesterday and had no money to taste it. Later, I heard that the Italian Poole Wine was a store opened by my senior brother's house. I regret it! I would have transported a truck back, and it can be sold at a high price now."

Yang Yuanqing smiled, "The Pujiao wine in my mansion cannot be bought outside, and no matter how rich I have, I can't buy it. Even Queen Xiao specially sent someone to ask your sister-in-law for wine, and only gave her five cans, and even my father-in-law only gave her two cans."

After all, Yang Zhiji was a royal family and had some knowledge. He was moved to hear this and said, "But Dali Yijiao Wine?"

"It's still the prefect who has knowledge!"

Yang Zhiji's eyes showed excitement. He was a person who loved wine as much as his life. Yang Yuanqing was willing to give him two cans of Dali and a cellar wine. He quickly said to everyone: "This kind of thing is produced only 100 cans a year, and all of them are paid to the emperor. It is used in a state banquet. It is impossible to buy it outside. I can get two cans of it with the blessing of the county magistrate, haha!"

Qin Qiong suddenly asked, "Since only produces 100 cans a year and is all given to the tribute emperor, how can there be hundreds of cans in Yuanqing's mansion?"

Yang Yuanqing raised his thumbs up and praised: "Brother Qin is careful and asked the point."

Yang Yuanqing smiled at everyone and said, "I'm sure I'm not hiding it. The key to brewing Dali Yijiu is actually Pujiao. In the east of Dali City, there is a Pujiao orchard with more than 30 acres, or the soil. The Pujiao grown in this Pujiao orchard is unique and the yield is not high, but the wine brewed is particularly fragrant. After a year of cellaring, it will be the most famous Pujiao wine. But in fact, the Pujiao grown in this Pujiao orchard can be brewed with 150 cans of wine, of which 100 cans are given to the tribute emperor, and the other 50 cans belong to the owner of Pujiao orchard. As for the owner of this Pujiao orchard!"

Yang Yuanqing pointed at himself and smiled and said, "It's just down!"

There was a lot of surprise at the banquet, and Yang Zhiji laughed and said, "So, can Brother Yang give me two more cans?"

"I simply gave the prefect ten cans. Thank you for your care for my master over the years!"

Yang Zhiji's eyes were smiling. In fact, the drunken man's intention was not wine, but the relationship between Yang Yuanqing and Zhang Xutuo, and Yang Yuanqing's identity. The censor who was in charge of the court. If Yang Yuanqing was willing to speak well for himself in the inspection report and let the emperor transfer him from the war-torn place of Qi County, he would also be willing to recommend Zhang Xutuo as the prefect of Qi County. Of course, this cannot be said now, so he had to talk to Yang Yuanqing slowly in private.

At this time, Zhang Xutuo pondered for a moment and asked, "Yuanqing, why was the first stop of your inspection this time Qi County?"

Yang Yuanqing thought about it and sighed: "It was just for the sake of the master's privately releasing food to provide disaster relief last year. The emperor issued a special order to investigate the county first!"

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Chapter completed!