The second year of the summer is celebrated... In the fifth year of Shaoxi in the Southern Song Dynasty, in early February of the 14th AD, when he looked up, a convoy appeared from Zhongxing Prefecture, a convoy appeared in the Western Xia capital. In front of him was a team of iron cavalry wearing armored guard uniforms, with five carriages in the middle, and a team of iron armored guards behind him. He galloped all the way, speeding up, lightning, dust rolling, and pedestrians on the official road hurriedly ran to the side of the road. When the team came, they didn't even dare to raise their heads, for fear of causing trouble.

The hierarchy of officials and citizens in the Western Xia was very strict, and there were strict restrictions and regulations on whether they were their clothes or housing. The Dangxiang clan's clothing mainly marked the identity and size of the clothes by color. The emperors were "the beginning of clothes were narrow white shirts, felt crowns, and red collars were hanging behind the necks". Civilian officials wore headscarves, purple clothes, and trip clothes; military officials wore gold-plated hats, gold-plated crowns in silver posts, and black painted crowns. The officials' casual clothes were purple soap-based embroidered plate balls, purple flower spiral sheds and belts.

Ordinary civilians wear green and black clothes. Men hang red on their hats, while women combed their high buns. The Yuan Dynasty poet Mazuzhang described the costumes of Western Xia girls in "Hexi Song": "The Hexi land is under the Helan Mountains, and the girl combed her high buns at 18. Xun Gen dyed her clothes as bright as a shiny cloud, but she summoned Xia County to be her husband's son-in-law.

Houses built by ordinary people are built with stone, with loess as walls, and the roof is covered with soil, or the roof is covered with oxtails and wool weaving. Change it once a year and no bricks or tiles are used to build houses. Only those with official titles can use tiles to cover them.

Although the cold wind was biting and snowflakes were flying, and the iron armor on his chest didn't come in, a guard in front of him was excited, and his heart was like a fire lit up, dispelling the coldness on his body at any time. He touched the snow water on his face and smiled at the person next to him: "Brother Ding, the brothers who are going back to Heicheng this time can really be proud."

"Sun Bing, why isn't you old enough now? You should call your son the marquis, Kehou?" Ding Chuan cursed with a smile. He was also very excited, but compared to Sun Yun, he was much more rational.

Sun Yun stuck out his tongue, yes, now the young master is different now. He was at most a turbulent marquis, but now he is an extremely noble marquis. He and others were just bandits, but now he was wearing a brand new iron armored guard uniform. He had a guard waist tag on his waist. This was an authentic seventh-grade sword guard. Ding Chuan turned out to be just a spy of the bandit, but now, the deputy commander of the sixth-grade guard.

What does it mean to be a glorious family? Sun Yun thinks that's it! Now he is very eager to return to Yingzhou and let his relatives and friends there see me, Sun Yun, also lives like a personal life.

"Brother Ding, should I call you Lord Ding or Commander Ding in the future? Sun Yun came to his senses for a while and said happily to Ding Chuan.

"What are you talking about? What are your elders and commanders? They are all your brothers. But the young master should pay attention. The marquis may not care about us, but we must know the right way." Ding Chuan said. If he was not proud of it, it was a lie. The sixth-rank military position made him unable to fall asleep for three consecutive nights. He was a small citizen in Luzhou, but since he went to Dashu Mountain and became a spy, he had never thought that there would be such a day.

"Remember, Brother Ding Sun Yun said with conscientious conscience that he is a qualified bandit, but now if he is a seventh-grade guard, there are still many places to learn.

All the guards of Han Zhongwei now were brought by himself from Heifeng Mountain. As for the guards assigned by the emperor, except for one named Yan Shouyi to Heicheng, all the rest were left in his marquis' mansion in Zhongxing Mansion. Yan Shouyi, like Sun Yun, is also a seventh-rank guard with swords. There is no way to take such an outsider. Han Zhongwei's men are first-class players as robbers, but they are still a little short of being the guards of the marquis' mansion. Especially for those red tape and various etiquettes, Ding Chuan and Sun Yun were both eyes and disgraceful.

Yan Shou was in his thirties, and his original name was Tuoba Sishou. Han Zhongwei thought his name sounded awkward and changed his name to him. Although Tuoba Sishou was unwilling, Han Zhongwei was his current master. Even if he was asked to die, he had to have no complaints. If he changed his name, he would not dare to show anything on his face.

He turned out to be the eighth-rank guard of the Emperor Guard. This time he was able to follow Han Zhongwei, which was promoted to two levels in a row. Such a thing is a happy event for anyone. But now Yan Shouyi has no intention of being happy. He rode alone at the end of the entire team, silently thinking about his own thoughts.

These people made him unable to see through. Whether it was the newly released Kehou or the guards brought by the Marquis, he was confused. But Hou Zhongwei seemed to have emerged from the ground. Yan Shouyi had never heard of such a person before. It was not long ago that he suddenly heard about the Marquis. He was a friend of the Prince of Yue Li An. This time, the King of Yue disappeared, and the people in the capital were panicked. It was he who found the King of Yue. After the King of Qi disappeared, it was said that it was because of his reasons that he could find it.

King Yue and King Qi were both his majestic ministers. Their disappearance was enough to trigger the chaos in the Great Xia. At that time, Yan Shouyi was also sent out of the palace to search for the two missing princes, but was easily found by Zhong Wei. It was precisely because of his unparalleled contribution that Your Majesty decided to give him extra favor, grant him the title of Kehou, and also give the Black City to Kehou.

What made Yan Shouyi feel a little unhappy was Zhong Wei's original identity. He was from Song. In Daxia, he had no roots and no foundation, except his subordinates, and he could be said to be alone, not even his wife and children. Even if such a person is high in the position of marquis, in Yan Shouyi's eyes, he is a threat. Without a backing, no family as a backing. The most important thing is that he still has power now. There is no prince who can manage his fiefdom, let alone the marquis.

Yier City can be said to be the key country in the middle of the country. Although King Yue and King Qi also have fiefs, Ren Aolun cannot live in fiefs for a long time. Even if he lives there occasionally, the army on the fiefs will send more personnel to increase the police. Unlike Zhong Wei, he actually transferred all the troops of Heicheng away. Even if the entire Heicheng is the private territory of the marquis. Following such people, Yan Shuyi has no sense of security. Maybe the Mongols in the north will attack, and with those people in Heicheng, there will be no place to die.

Moreover, Yan Shouyi has also discovered a secret these days. The Marquis's subordinates are not good at it. They are all skilled in martial arts and are very skilled. They like to drink and eat meat with big bowls. If they were not in front of Zhong Wei, they would be full of swear words and swear words, which made people unable to help but connect them with the bandits on the mountain.

Although these people looked like bandits, they acted very well. Two people were in line, three people were in line, and they walked straight, which was better than the military discipline of the Emperor's Guard. At this point, Yan Shouyi suspected that they were very elite soldiers.

Although the Hou Guards are good at practicing and have very good military discipline, Yan Shouyi looked down on them in his heart. Why? Daxia has always praised cavalry, and the people of Daxia grew up on horseback since childhood. These people knew that they had not been practicing riding for a long time, and maybe they didn't even know what a horse looked like before.

Half a month later, Fu Zhongwei and his party finally arrived in Heicheng. More than a month ago, Han Zhongwei left as an ordinary businessman, but more than a month has passed, Han Zhongwei has not been able to return to Lin'an, but instead returned to Heicheng as a marquis. Before leaving, Heicheng was the head of Ma Wanli, but when he went back, the entire Heicheng already belonged to him.

Since learning that Heicheng had become the newly enfeoffed Kehou fief, Ma Wanli would send people to investigate the news every day, and he did not get the exact news until the morning. The newly enfeoffed Kehou arrived today. He didn't care about the cold weather and the cold weather. He led all the officials in the mansion to wait at the south gate early in the morning. He saw a team coming from afar.

Ma Zhenli stopped the other party and immediately led a group of officials to greet Han Zhongwei who had disembarked the carriage. "The official Ma Wanli welcomes Kehou!"

"Mr. Ma, I'm lucky to know." Han Zhongwei looked at Ma Wanli's lips so cold that his lips turned blue, and said with a smile.

"You, you" Ma Wanli didn't dare to look up until he heard this familiar voice and dared to look at the Marquis. However, when he looked at the man, Ma Wanli looked shocked, shocked, and trembling. He always claimed that he had a great memory. This man had visited him a few months ago. He was just a businessman from the Song Kingdom, but now he met again and became the Marquis he would definitely look up to.

"Random!" Yan Shouyi stood behind Fu Zhongwei after the convoy stopped. He needed many etiquettes in the officialdom, and this was also the reason why Han Zhongwei transferred him to Heicheng.

"Yes, the officials offended me. Please ask the Marquis to go to the city for a rest." Ma Wanlicheng was afraid that the Daxia rank was very strict, not only between officials and the people, but also between officials. Moreover, the Heicheng can be said to be the Marquis' private territory now, and whether he can continue to do it is just a matter of someone else.

"Rest? Where to rest? Could it be that the Marquis' Mansion has been built?" Yan Shouyi sneered from the side.

"The land outside Heicheng Mansion is sparsely populated and has a meager tax revenue. I am really unable to bear the huge construction of the Marquis' Mansion." Ma Wanli responded carefully. As soon as he received the news, he was worried about the construction of the Marquis' Mansion. He didn't know why. The court did not allocate funds for the construction of the Marquis' Mansion. He relied on Heicheng Mansion alone to build it. He did not know that it would be completed in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

"Hmph!" Yan Shouyi also knew that this was a bit difficult. Even the army of Heicheng was transferred back, so how could he allocate funds to the Marquis to open the Ya Mansion?

Although it was nine days, Ma Wanli was sweating profusely. Although Hou only said one thing, and it sounded quite polite, the King of Hell was easy to meet and the little ghost was difficult to deal with. The guard next to him put invisible pressure. This was in front of his future master. If he couldn't handle it well, the black hat on his head could not be kept, and the head on his neck would inevitably be separated.

"Forget it, building a palace can't be caused by three or five days. Let's go to the city first, and then Han Zhongwei analyzed an interesting phenomenon in their questions and answers. If you want to establish prestige in front of your hands, especially in front of the correctional subordinates of the officials, just keep looking for him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, please follow the officials into the city." Ma Wanli heard Han Zhongwei let go, and hurriedly bent down to welcome Han Zhongwei and his party into the city.

Under the guidance of Ma Wanli, Han Zhongwei did not return to his carriage. The two walked into the city, and the rest of the people also dismounted and followed them.

"I looked proud." Several people sat on the second floor of a restaurant next to the window next to the main street in the city. One of the beautiful women looked at Han Zhongwei and his party in the middle of the street and asked.

"Girl, he is a man in the government now. If the people below hear this, be careful to arrest you in prison." The man next to him stroked his beard and smiled.

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of his woman's anger.

"Lingyun, you have suffered a great loss in his hands. Did you forget so quickly?" A young man next to him said with a smile.

"Brother," I hate him so much, you have to help me take revenge." The girl said anxiously. She was Li Lingyun, the eldest lady of Heifeng Village. This time she followed Li Xiongba, Li Tian and others to Heicheng.

"Lingyun Xiaotian, you have grown up, don't act irritably anymore. Zhong Wei is not the Zhong Wei of the past. Even Zhong Wei is the head of our Heifeng Village. You can't be rude!" Li Xiongba also came to Heicheng for a few days. When he arrived at Heicheng, he learned that Zhong Wei was actually given the title of Kehou by the Four Emperors of the Dog Friends. This made him a little confused for a moment. No matter what, he couldn't figure out why a young man like Zhong Wei suddenly came to heaven. In his eyes, if a person like him could be named an eighth-grade and a ninth-grade sesame official, he had to burn high incense every day, but he was fine, and he quietly made a marquis.

"Girl, Dad is right. Zhong Wei is not easy to mess with. If you really think he is so hateful, then you will be out of sight. Why do you have to follow us to Daxia?" Li Tian advised that it is impossible to avenge the girl's slap in this life. Let's see if there is a chance in the next life.

"I want to come, I want to see how long he can be proud." Li Lingyun said angrily. Although she hated Zhong Wei so much, she really had no choice but to deal with him. In terms of identity, Zhong Wei is not only the leader of the Heifeng Village, but is now the noble marquis, and she is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from his identity.

"Haha, girl, don't be dissatisfied. With my years of experience, our master of squatting may be so arrogant. In the future, he will only become more and more arrogant. If you want to see him in trouble, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky." Li Xiongba smiled. He is becoming more and more unable to see through Zhong Wei now. He admires him at a young age, both courage and courage. The achievements of this man in the future are limitless.

"Sir Ma, why is the street so bleak? And it's not the time to leave the city, right? How could so many people leave?" Han Zhongwei felt something was wrong as soon as he entered Heicheng. The situation on the street was completely different from when he left Heicheng last time. There were few pedestrians and 300% of the shops were closed. The Black City, which was not very lively, became even more bleak.

"Cough, cough, marquis, these people" These are all families of Weifu Army Division. Marquis, you know that our Heicheng was originally stationed with tens of thousands of people, many of whom were dragging their children. Ma Wanli was also extremely helpless. Heicheng was originally a fortress, but this time, when the Hou arrived, the original tens of thousands of teams left, and Heicheng almost overnight became an empty city.

"So that's it." Han Zhongwei didn't expect that his promise to Li Chunyou would make Heicheng lose his vitality. Heicheng, which had only less than 100,000 people, suddenly lost 50,000 to 60,000. In addition, other people blindly followed him, I'm afraid that the people in Heicheng are also in a state of turmoil.

A table of good banquets had been set up in the backyard of Ma Wanli's mansion, and a table of people surrounded Han Zhongwei in the main seat like stars. As for the other people, Ma Wanli would of course be properly placed.

"Marty, this is the Heicheng household registration book, the land book and the account book." After taking a seat on the Internet, Ma Wanchu handed over the account book that had been prepared to Han Zhongwei. From now on, Heicheng will be someone else's territory. Ma Wanli is careful about everything.

"How many households are there in Black City?" Han Zhongwei handed these thick account books to Ding Chuan.

"There are 98,674 households and 370,723 people from the Marquis," Ma Wanli replied quickly.

"Not 100,000 households, less than 400,000 people." Han Zhongwei did not expect that the state he took over was not as good as a county in later generations. If it were based on population, it would probably be considered a big town. "How many people are there in the city now?"

"Originally, there are 100,000 troops, but now it is probably less than 40,000."

What? The data made Han Zhongwei take a breath. He didn't expect that Heicheng was just so many people.

Fortunately, Ma Wanli then introduced the territory of Heicheng to a little excited. Heicheng bordered the Jin Kingdom in the east, Mongolia in the north, Sima, another important military town in Daxia in the south, and Yan Army Division in Heishui Town in the west. It turned out that the troops of the Weifu Army Division in Heicheng also joined these two military fortresses respectively.

As for taxation, Han Zhongwei didn't ask much, because Lu Qiaoshan helped him carve a few Jinguo's money and printing stereotypes, and he was not very interested in money at this time. Just when he left Heicheng more than a month ago, Ding "the food he bought in Jin was enough for 100,000 people to eat for ten years. And there were countless other substances. As long as others didn't come to rob, Han Zhongwei believed that he would still take it very easily.

"Master Ma, if your official position is not arranged separately in the capital, I hope you can still give in for the time being." After the meal, Han Zhongwei gave Ma Wanli a big reassurance.

"Thank you, Marquis. I will never refuse to die." Ma Wanli felt like he was injected with chicken blood when he heard it. His originally pale face suddenly turned red as if he was fired.

"No need to die ten thousand times. I just hope you can do a little. In a year, the population of Heicheng must increase by 50%, and the residents in the city must reach 100,000." Han Zhongwei said that he now has the power and money but lacks people. Heicheng is in line with the two countries, and now all the border defenses are his own responsibility. If there is not enough manpower, the little man he trains alone is obviously not enough.

Ma Wanli didn't expect that after eating a piece of honey, he suddenly waved a stick to himself. In ancient times, the population flow was very slow, and there was no major famine or war. Ordinary families rarely leave their home ten miles a year. There seems to be no way to increase the population except for "production". But even if you are a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is a person who is
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