Chapter 420: The mistress ran away from home

The streets of Bianliang City are still so lively. When he went upstairs, Zhao Feng realized that looking at the streets of Bianliang City from a high place was particularly interesting. When he stood at the window on the second floor, he finally understood why his father liked to stand on a high place to see the world.

Zheng Juzhong stayed in the second floor private room, and Zhao Feng and the others were invited to the second floor. The three of them knew in their hearts that Zheng Juzhong had already booked the entire third floor, but strangely, Zheng Juzhong had no intention of asking them to climb the third floor at all. He only cared about chatting from all over the world.

This time Zhao Feng entered Beijing, and was awarded the title of the commander of the Light Che, Xuan Zhenglang, and the General of the Left Guard...

This official position is the fifth rank, but it is a military position. Even if the fifth rank official of the fifth rank official dares to be arrogant when he sees the seventh rank county magistrate, Zheng Juzhong insists on following the official ceremony to welcome Zhao Feng, and his attitude is humble and inappropriate.

It is said that Zheng Juzhong is a Dazai, who is qualified to attend court meetings and meets the ruling party. Why did he recognize himself as a subordinate to Zhao Feng? This starts with the official system of the Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty inherited the Tang system, and the Three Masters were not often appointed, and they were all ministers. The prime minister was not regular. Among them, Tai Shi, Tai Bao, Tai Bao, Shao Bao, Shao Bao was the first rank; the prince Tai Shi, Tai Bo, Tai Bao was the first rank; the prince Shao Bao, Tai Bao was the second rank; the prince Shao, Shao Bao was the second rank. The "Three Dukes" were relatively pitiful, and the Tai Wei was the second rank, and the Southern Song Dynasty became the first rank; the Situ and Sikong were rarely seen in the Song Dynasty. The Tai Zai was the fourth rank, and Tai Chang was the poor fifth rank.

In history, Zheng Juzhong relied on currying against Cai Jing to take office, but after becoming the Dazai, he immediately voluntarily became the guardian of the royal interests and began to shout "no" to Cai Jing - this was very rare in the Huizong Dynasty, which had been cruel and tossed by the party struggles. At that time, the party struggle atmosphere of "either friend or enemy" and "opposing for the sake of opposition" had lasted for half a century, and a whole generation grew up in the environment of party struggles. They did not express their dissent loudly, so Zheng Juzhong's behavior immediately made him the leader of the ruling and opposition, gaining great reputation.

In history, Zheng Juzhong died suddenly, and the "sudden death" recorded in Chinese history books means that this person was fine when he went out in the morning, but he was carried home and was a dead body.

There are many speculations about Zheng Juzhong's death in the Song Dynasty, let alone this, because history has changed, Cai Jing was driven out of the court early and became a deceased overseas.

It was a pure luck that Zheng Juzhong was able to survive this court purge. He had just come to power and had not had time to show his position against Cai Jing. Zhao Xing had already launched such a way that he had not had time to express his attitude. The situation in the court had changed drastically, so he didn't need to express his attitude.

However, even though Zheng Juzhong was still scared of the court cleaning, he should not be so humble, because Dazai has now become the spokesperson for the emperor and has not had many other people's affairs in his official position, but Hua Shigang's affairs cannot be blamed on him. Therefore, Huang Tingjian and Zhang Shangying were too lazy to hold Zheng Juzhong accountable. Why would Zheng Juzhong still be so humble after the court cleaning... Zhao Feng could only blame this on his father's reputation.

Outside the street, hawking sounds came one after another, and four men sat around a window, drinking fruit wine while admiring the market and humanity on the street. Zheng Juzhong seemed to be absent-minded. He looked out the window from time to time. Finally, he found the target and quickly stood up in surprise to greet him: "Aye, Zong Zheng Zhao Liangfu has come here. It's a good and a coincidence. Send someone to greet him quickly."

Ma Mengde shook the fan and sneered in her stomach. Ma Xi was even more surprised than Zheng Juzhong. He asked in surprise: "Why is it so coincidental? Come on, call me up quickly."

Zhao Feng was also sneering in his stomach, but his face still had a dull expression. Who should I hide from? This favor teahouse is built at Zhao Feng's house. When Zhao Feng went upstairs just now, Zheng Juzhong specially sent someone to notify someone, but he wanted to pretend to be a chance encounter. It's okay if he doesn't know, but he knows, but he has to be cold for the other party's artificiality.

Zhao Liangfu shook the golden silk fan and walked upstairs swayingly, and opened his mouth and said, "It's a coincidence that I made an appointment with King Jian to meet on the third floor and go together. Let's go up to the third floor together."

Zong Zheng is also the fourth rank of Zheng. These people with official positions and are very enthusiastic when they meet. They throw Ma Mengde and his son aside. Several people sit on the third floor. Zhao Liangfu shook his small fan and asked Ma Mengde in confusion: "Ma is in charge. I heard that Cai Jing used to sell official positions and left hundreds of official positions from Brother Ma. Brother Ma often does the 'flying across the sea' business. Why don't you get a job for yourself?"

Ma Mengde shook the small fan and chuckled, "Do I still need an official now?"

Zhao Liangfu looked at Zhao Feng and replied, "Yes, Brother Ma is protected by Zhao Li people in this life, and there will be Qilin son of the Zhao family in the future. What's the point of trying to do with a title? It's useless, useless!"

Ma Meng smiled, Ma Xi pretended to look out the window, Zhao Feng didn't seem to feel that everyone was talking about him, and he still looked stupid. He was out of the matter, but Zhao Liangfu didn't plan to let him go, and the topic immediately turned to Zhao Feng: "Nephew, since you entered Beijing, the flowing itinerary in the court has taken up most of the time. In my spare time, I want to visit him, but unfortunately I have no chance. Since we met by chance today, we don't talk about business, how about we have sex?"

Zhao Feng smiled silly, took out a silk squid from his arms, and said in a daze, "Homework, good, I like it, look, this is a poem written by my wife. How great is it, let me explain it in detail."

Zheng Juzhong was stunned and opened his mouth and said, "Do you have a wife? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Zhao Feng wanted to continue to pretend to be stupid, Ma Mengde had to explain: "Zhao Liren has a quirk. He married his wife himself and insisted that his wife would only be able to fulfill her family's family if she was over 18 years old. Not only that, he also made a family motto, requiring her descendants to abide by this regulation. My nephew Dingdi's wife is the daughter of Li Gefei and Li Xueshi, named Li Qingzhao, and she is also a talented woman of a generation. Unfortunately, Zhao Liren has arranged a marriage for them, but they have to wait until the two are eighteen years old before they get married."

Ma Xi cleverly took the handkerchief from Zhao Feng's hand and recited the embroidered poem: "After kicking the swing, get up and tidy up your slender hands. The flowers are thick, and the thin sweat is light and the clothes are clear.

When I saw someone coming, I slipped in the socks and shoveled in gold hairpins, and walked away with shame. I leaned against the door and looked back, but smelled the green plums... good words, good words."

Zheng Juzhong looked a little embarrassed. He rushed over the cup on the table. He stood up and asked for changing clothes. He took the opportunity to leave. All the three of them here had guessed that this guy would never go back. Ma Mengde smiled and pointed at Zhao Feng, unable to speak. Ma Xi covered her stomach and rolled on the ground. When the people stopped laughing, Ma Mengde held back his smile and asked, "Nephew, why did you take out this embroidered handkerchief first? Hey, did your father know this beforehand and let you bring the embroidered handkerchief into Beijing in advance?"

Ma Xi smiled and interrupted, "Haha, when you first entered the capital, a royal family member was talking about recruiting you as his son-in-law... Haha, Zheng Juzhong was definitely not a coincidence this time. Even King Jian was dispatched. I thought this was not easy to refuse, but I didn't expect you to take out the embroidered handkerchief first. Look, Zheng Juzhong couldn't even say a word, especially you pretended to be honest."

Ma Meng smiled and couldn't bear to say: "I remember your father likes to pretend to be a pig and eat tiger the most. Whenever he smiles honestly, others will suffer a great loss. Unexpectedly, his nephew is beyond his own ambitions, and his ability to pretend to be a pig and eat tiger the tiger is no less than your father."

Zhao Feng didn't seem to know that everyone was praising him. He asked with a silly look on his face: "Oh no, Zheng Juzhong will not go there, right... This guy hasn't paid the bill yet."

At this time, Yiwu.

Zhao Xing was looking at the fight in the dispute, muttering: "I don't understand what you said?"

Yang Shi had always wanted to go up to translate, but when Zhao Xing said this, he stepped on his feet hard. Yang Shi was quite old-fashioned. In order to worry about the decent officialdom, he was embarrassed to scream on the spot. In order to endure the pain, he had to grit his teeth and refused to speak.

Zhao Xing looked dumb and asked stupidly: "I don't understand what you said. Let's do this. You both sides first place them in the museum and wait for me to find a few people who understand Mandarin from the local area, and then listen to your conversation... OK, it's OK, it's been arguing all day long. Let my ears be quiet."

The attendants led the clan representatives from both sides of the fight and walked down. Zhao Xing then let go of Yang Shi's feet. At this time, Mr. Guishan was covered in cold sweat, but everyone was present, so he had no choice but to continue to persevere.

The attendants led the people out, waiting in the corridor as required, waiting for Zhao Xing's further arrangements. Zhao Xing arranged it, and he ordered: "Bring a house and place both parties in the fighting in the building. They are not criminals, so they should not be sent to prison, right?

However, this museum needs to be carefully selected. You can arrange it first. There is no porcelain in the museum. The bowls for eating must be wooden bowls and spoons. In short, one principle: no matter what is possible to become a weapon, it is not allowed to appear in the museum, and tables, chairs, benches and benches are no exception.

Well, I also heard that there are martial arts masters who can tie cloths into sticks, so they can’t avoid things like bed sheets. Just use straw mats, and there are no bed boards. I’m afraid they can use them to smash people. In short, I don’t want to find something in the museum that can be swung up and smash people.

The accommodation arrangement is also very particular. Two people have a house. These two people must be mortal enemies with a comparable status. During the period of control, they are forbidden to walk out of the room; they are given one hour a day, but they must be given one room at a time. You must ensure that during the period of control, they are only allowed to see the people in the same room and guards, which is to prevent them from communicating privately..."

Zhao Xing carefully explained his arrangements, and the Yiwu County Magistrate kindly reminded: "Trial Master, masters who understand local dialect can be found everywhere. There are ready-made land in our yamen. If the master needs it, I will call them immediately. Not to mention more, there are many such masters."

Yang Shi finally couldn't help it. He cursed the Yiwu magistrate despite the decent officialdom: "Bastard, don't you see how hard I endure it is? Master Taishi needs a slut, so he has already asked me to speak. Why use you, a fool, to talk too much?"

The magistrate of Yiwu County suddenly realized and paused for a moment. He asked carefully: "Taoshi, I don't know how long you need to wait... I mean, how long does it take for the Taishi to wait before they can tell them that the tongue man has found it."

Zhao Xing smacked his lips: "The clan armed fight is very complicated and it is not convenient for the government to participate, because there is no reason for this matter. Aren't we promoting the Blue Sky Convention? The civil affairs will be resolved through civil means. When the two sides of the armed fight understand negotiation and no longer believe in violence, then let them go and tell them that they must negotiate a solution before they can go home. If they don't solve it for a day, then negotiate for a day, and not a year. Then negotiate for a year. I have the patience and can afford it."

After a while, Zhao Xing immediately asked again: "What is the situation in Yiwu County?"

The county magistrate thought Zhao Xing was asking about taxes and immediately replied: "Yiwu County is close to Huqian Mountain. Since the Taishi opened an artillery training ground in the mountains, the soldiers have been paid well and always bought daily necessities locally. Therefore, the people are still able to live a good life. Although there is not enough food, they can earn a little money by making a bunch of wine.

Since the discovery of minerals in the local area, the days have changed immediately. The Taiwei ruled that the mining profits should be retained by 40% locally. Among these 40%, we and the village elders' association each share half of the 20% of the 20% obtained by the government are used to maintain the county government, and 10% are paid as taxes. Yiwu County has relied on minerals in recent years, and taxes are rising steadily. It was originally a small poor county, but now it is not worse than Wang County."

Zhao Xing retorted: "I asked about the lives of the people, and I didn't ask about your tax situation... Forget it, I'm telling you that these are useless. I'm going to recruit 5,000 soldiers in Yiwu. I will write down the recruitment conditions. If you send yamen runners to the countryside, you must notify them to all townships and villages. There are many involvement in recruiting this time, so don't be careless."

The magistrate was overjoyed and answered yes repeatedly.

Since the last mutiny of the Suzaku Army in the palace, the military treatment of Zhao Xing's subordinates was well-off all over the world. The people of the Song Dynasty also knew that the soldiers under Zhao Xing's subordinates were not ordinary soldiers, they were all officials. They were all "generals" and usually sought the position of a general. They didn't know how much favors they had to be entrusted or how much money they spent, but as long as they were attracted by Zhao Xing's recruiting officers, they would immediately become "generals". Moreover, the salary they received was equivalent to that of a county magistrate, and they made more money than that of a county magistrate.

Zhao Xing always pursued the zero-contact strategy in previous wars. He hoped to use his long-range firepower to strike the advantage of the land and bully those barbarians who did not know how to create. Under this style of play, the army's casualties were pitiful, which means that Zhao Xing's army had a shocking low casualties rate.

In short, if you serve in a soldier under Zhao Xing, you will not live a dangerous life or have no tattoos on your face. The salary is generous enough. Zhao Xing never fears robbing the enemy. Zhao Xing's soldiers robbed the enemy is not a crime, but a merit. Compared with the total income obtained from joining the army, the dangers taken can be almost negligible. Therefore, even the local officials were quite moved when they heard this news. He asked tentatively: "How many nephews are there in the underworld who have been naughty since childhood. Can you ask the Grand Marshal to teach me?"

Zhao Xing raised three fingers and replied frankly: "I have three conditions for recruiting troops: those who have been in the market should not be allowed; those who have nephews should not be allowed; those who are narrow-minded should not be allowed..."

The angry Yang Shi recovered from the pain at this time. He explained angrily: "In short, to put it bluntly, the conditions for recruiting soldiers are: stupid, bold, and obedient."

"That's great!" Zhao Xing praised with his high-fives without blushing, "It's straightforward, this condition is clear, do you understand?"

The local official understood, and he retreated sadly. After he left, Zhao Yun asked in surprise: "Legitimate father, we already have Zhuque and Xuanwu, do we still need to expand our army?"

"This is not enough. My team still lacks a soul, a soul that dares to fight to the end and fight to the death. In other words, I still lack a hand-to-hand combat team," Zhao Xing said with emotion: "You know, why the army began to collapse when it reaches one-third of the casualties? In fact, this kind of collapse cannot be blamed on the soldiers, because a wounded person needs at least two people to carry a stretcher, and even a corpse requires two people to carry a body bag, so the soldiers have suffered one-third of the casualties, which means that all soldiers without casualties are responsible for taking care of the wounded - they no longer have combat personnel.

But the Yiwu people are different. They were seriously injured. Even if one hand was cut off, they could fight by themselves. At that time, I saw in Shanliangshan that they were injured and fought endlessly. This powerful combat power made me shudder. In my life, I had never seen such a strong enemy.

Since they may be the most terrifying enemy, we would better turn them into our subordinates before they become enemies. This is what I did. I will recruit them, train them into the Qinglong and White Tiger Army, cooperate with the Zhuque and Xuanwu, and rectify them into the four divine beast army. This will be my upper fourth army.

The Fourth Army of Demons and Ghosts have become an army early. Now the soldiers make too much money. They only think of getting familiar with each other in the army. Even the Yi people think about returning to their hometowns to become officials after retirement. I need a new catfish to cheer up the Fourth Army of Demons and Ghosts and Ghosts and tell them that it is difficult to live under my hands."

In the capital, Zhao Feng did not wait for Zheng Juzhong to come to pay. Shortly after the servant left, the maid in the building came to report: "Mr. Zheng took the opportunity to change clothes. He took the carriage and left. The servants followed the carriage for a while and found that he was going to Prince Jian's Mansion.

There were many carriages parked outside the palace of Prince Jian. The carriages of King Yan and King Luzon were also there, and there were many carriages of royal family members. The officials went up to inquire by asking for the tea money of Lord Zheng. After receiving the news from the inner hall, the king of Yan, the governor, sent someone to send tea money and the private room on the third floor, saying that King Jian would not come."

Zhao Feng stood up in a depressed manner and asked: "So, don't I pay for the Zheng Juzhongdi tea money?"

The female envoy responded with a smile: "Look at what the eldest son said, even if Master Zheng doesn't pay, how can we ask the eldest son for this little tea?"

"Let's go!" Zhao Feng raised his foot and greeted Ma Xi: "Brother Ma, it's still early today. We only looked at half the street and the second half. Go quickly and go quickly."

Ma Mengde couldn't sit upright: "I'm old and my legs are inconvenient. My nephew will go by myself. I'll have a tea here and take a look at the scenery."

Ma Xi went downstairs and asked in confusion: "What are the scenery on the streets? Why is the legitimate father crazy?"

Zhao Fengren regained his cleverness behind him. He replied: "My father once said: Human relationships and worldly styles are the best scenery in the world, and this is called 'life'!"

Walking to the entrance of the building, Ma Xi turned around and looked at the small building, muttering in disbelief: "It's over?"

Zhao Feng did not answer. He pulled Ma Xi's sleeve and walked towards the street. By the windowsill on the second floor, Ma Meng looked at the backs of the two children with a smile, and said to himself: "The children are all grown up."

The storm of the royal family's recruitment of the prince-consort ended silently. Before the court ministers could know, it was strangled by Zhao Feng. Afterwards, the daughter of the royal family who was discussing marriage was named "the county lord of Changguo", the so-called Changguo, which is the Zhoushan Islands opposite the sea port of Hangzhou.

Previously, earlier, another descendant of Zhezong, King Jian, was renamed "King Lu", and his fief was Boni. Therefore, people later became accustomed to calling Boni "Luzon", and that King Lu was also called "King Luzon".

In November, Zhao Xing summoned five thousand Yiwu people. This time he planned to train himself. He led the recruits into Huqian Mountain and practiced them by himself. The practice techniques were nothing more than the training methods of the special police troops he watched in the movies, plus some training skills in the Song Dynasty.

This new army will be a full firearm unit. With the success of the development of the new Guangnan gun, this new rear-mounted rifle was officially equipped with the army in the first month of the Xuanhe period. Therefore, this rifle was named "Xuanhe Rifle".

The Xuanhe-style rifle is close to the later rear-loaded smoothbore rifle, but it is limited to the craftsmanship level of this era. Zhao Xing cannot make rifle here. But even so, the firing speed of this rifle that loads and rounds of bullets or uses magazines to supply ammunition has been astonishingly fast, reaching more than ten rounds per minute. It can be imagined that the volley of musketeers at such speed can be enough to resist the cavalry of ten thousand people.

This kind of musket is also equipped with bayonets. Because it is a smoothbore gun, the bayonet is easy to install and is installed under the muzzle so as not to affect shooting. During training, Zhao Xing also regards assassination skills as a training target, which not only requires soldiers to master shooting accuracy, but also requires soldiers to dare to see the bayonet when the enemy rushes in.

In December, the mountainous areas of Huqian Mountain were already very cold. This year, Taihu Lake was frozen again. Zhao Xing sat by the stove, wearing a heavy fur. While watching the soldiers conduct shooting training, he shouted in dismay: "Don't shake the gun, bastard, I have already reminded you that no matter how many enemies come, you don't have to be afraid. Just aim at the enemy directly in front of the gun. If there are no enemies in front, then aim to the right in turn.

Bastard, fool, stupid bird... Don't you understand this principle? If thousands of you hit an enemy at the same time, what should you do if the enemy who misses the net? He will rush to you and chop you with a knife, so you all need to aim at the enemy in front of you, which means everyone will do their duty."
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