The wind is very cool.

Fei Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the Rakshasa carriage wall not far away.

He sniffed, spit out the three-haired grass that Siberian fed livestock in his mouth, and clenched the four-foot four-edged steel mace that was half a man on the ground.

It was next to the Qianjin Franchise machine he followed all the way from Yili.

He is an artillery transporter under the imperial edict.

This is a nice saying, which means he has a criminal record.

Stealing the rails.

People who have been in the Bansheng these years have not had a good time, just like Fei Yu's family.

In his early years, he suffered a disaster and died of illness by the head of the family. The border troops continued to rush to the army, and the local taxes increased and did not decrease. In the end, his widowed mother took him and his two brothers across the wall and went out of the mouth.

Back then, the white lotus in Pure Land was spread among the common people. Everyone knows that Zhao Quan made the decision for the Han people, but he didn't collect taxes after going to Bansheng to the land.

In fact, Fei Yu never paid a few taxes to the court, but he just felt that it was not good to pay the taxes from his senses.

Who would have thought that this year had changed quickly? Just a few years later, Zhao Quan was sent to the side wall by Altan and beheaded; a few years later, Altan was also dead.

They didn't have to pay taxes, but they had to take good things to the third lady and send them to Huang Taiji Salike to Guihua City. They finally escaped from the side wall, but they were also tigers outside the side wall, not to mention... Later, it was also from the Ming Dynasty outside the side wall.

In Bansheng, he not only had to serve the tribes, but also had to pay taxes to the emperor.

After working hard and life-threatening, the border was walking towards him with great strides.

No way to reason.

People say that the north is calling for a worker, and Fei Yu wants to go, but his friends encouraged him to go, saying that he is strong and will definitely earn three people's wages when he goes north. He shouldn't have stayed in the mines in Guihua City to smash stones. He earns three or two in wages every day, which is not enough to drink.

But their younger brothers don’t want to look like they are afraid of others. They are worried about leaving me and their family members are bullied outside.

In fact, Fei Yu just looks scary. He has been strong and energetic since he was a child.

He has never practiced martial arts.

Because my mother was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his strength to beat people to death, she has never let him fight with people since she was a child, and she would not quarrel with people even if she was stupid.

The most angry time, the leader of the small tribe under Salik wanted to steal his cow. He refused to give it, and his eyes were red. He choked countless words in his throat but had a blushing face and couldn't say a word.

Others laughed at him, and the two tribes were carrying swords and were about to leave when they were holding his cow.

There was no way, so he pulled the cow back into the yard with his hind legs. He was dragged down with two cow companions. The old cow mooed in pain, scaring some people away.

If it weren't for the fact that Guihua City was already the final decision of the Wansui Army at that time, he would not have had the best fruits to eat.

Others say that this kind of magic power is the talent of the ancient general, and it is a grievance for him to be born.

Later, the grassland was laid on the grassland and built into the ground with water stones. Large wood was nailed on it, and large iron bars were nailed on it. At any time, rumbling monsters ran over.

In fact, this matter is no big deal, and the people in Bansheng don’t know what the long iron blocks placed on the ground are for.

Although I don’t know what it is, everyone wants to steal it. It is always useful to pull such a big iron bar home.

Everyone wants to steal, everyone wants to, and Fei Yu wants to.

But not everyone dares to do this.

Fei Yu did it, and he did it simply, beautifully, and stupidly.

At night, he carried a sledgehammer of the mine gravel and carried a basket of thick hemp ropes to the railway. Breaking the cement was as simple as smashing stones in the mine in Guihua City.

The wooden tendons inside were broken by his hands, and the wooden tracks were also broken. The nails that fixed the rails were also a matter of hammers for him.

I easily unloaded the two rails, but something went wrong during the handling.

The problem is not big. The rails are too long. The weight of the rails that are meter long is OK. But if they can't walk a few steps, they will lose balance and fall down. What's more, he wants to unload a few more pieces to take them away.

He was a smart man, so he had expected this, so he brought a hemp rope, tied two of them to both ends, tied them to himself, and dragged them all the way home like a mule tow a carriage.

He originally wanted to dig a hole in his own field and buried it, but the horizon at the entrance of the yard was white. He was so tired that he nodded by the well and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, several officials were sitting in the yard. When I saw him wake up, he laughed and patted his arms around him. I pinched my shoulders. Fei Yugang remembered that, when he was hit by a bird gun on his chest and back, he told him not to move.

The official said he was lucky. In the early morning, he trained along the road with hundreds of households and found that there was a missing piece of the railway tracks. He stopped the road at the previous stop, and no one died.

If someone dies, the court will let him pay his life.

The railway tracks were not sold, so he just asked him to drag them back the same way, and he didn't have to pay any money when he saw his family was barely barred.

But the official officer also said that he didn't have to pay for the money, but the emperor's grandfather had made arrangements for him and told him not to move. If he told him, he would definitely not be able to deal with him. He could only kill him with one gun. It's a pity.

As for how these officials came from... they found that the railway tracks were gone, and searched for no horse hoofs or cow hoofs around, and there were a row of deep footprints and traces of plowing land about the same width as the railway tracks.

He went all the way along the soil plowed from the grassland to his house. The railway tracks were at the gate of the yard, and the hemp rope was not untied. When he saw the man beside the well, he was sniffling with his big nose, and his shoulders and chest were worn out.

Lost property and criminals are present, and few cases of losing tracks are so easy to solve.

Later, he asked him to choose, either to be a brake occupant, and to do this all his life, with nine cents of monthly silver, food and accommodation in Qinglong, and rest for six days a month, so he could go home.

Or you will be an artilleryman and follow the Western Expedition troops to transport artillery. You may not be able to go home for three or five years and will not see me. If you may not do it, you will have to throw your life on the battlefield. I don’t know whose land has been rich.

You don’t have to choose this, you must be a brakeman.

My mother said that he was a Han Chinese, and even if he wanted to make a living, he could not join the Tartar woman. He would not expect to get married in this life, and he thought that he could support me in his old age and see him off, which would be considered in vain.

The brake worker has no worries about food and accommodation. He can save ten taels of silver a year and take time to go home every month to see me. He doesn’t have to pay the landlord or pay taxes to the emperor. There is nothing to do with his wishes.

Originally, they were all going to the newly built coal station in Jining to get on the bus, but they were stopped by the military officer named Wang Yue from the firearm shop at Jining exit. After hearing what he said, he strongly recommended him to follow the Western Expedition troops to transport artillery.

For this reason, Wang Yue, who sold firearms, scolded the officer who escorted him and wrote a letter to Qianjia, who was in charge of the matter in Guihua City, which allowed the official in charge of the brake household to release the person.

Wang Yue told him: Following the Western Expedition, your strength can kill thieves, make achievements, be promoted, and be able to shine the family and glorify your ancestors.

If you are promoted, you will stay wherever you are promoted, and you will not only not have to pay taxes, but you will also be able to collect taxes specifically for others.

Charge taxes from others?

Fei Yu never thought that he could still collect taxes from others, so he is now standing at the forefront of the battle formation wearing the Beiyang Army's cotton armor, standing with the artillery he was walking with.

He had never practiced martial arts and only learned the battle formation skills of two-handed three-legged cats on the road. The general who led the army said that he did not have many opportunities to survive, so even if he was lucky, he had only one chance to take action.

Therefore, the goal is clear.
Chapter completed!