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Chapter 32 Storytelling(1/2)

Just when Liangbao Latiao, Deng Xian and others started to explore the entire Mianchi County from the inn, Li Yucheng rode his horse back to the Xiangjun garrison with his subordinates from the Warlock Tower on Mount Xiao.

As soon as he got off his horse, Li Yucheng issued an order to the soldiers around him: "Send my order to Marquis Du Yu, and ask all the soldiers and horsemen to direct and organize the troops immediately. All soldiers must gather in front of our army tent. I have something to announce."

Although he didn't know why the commander wanted to assemble the troops, the messenger immediately issued the order. About a quarter of an hour later, the soldiers of the Xiang Army gathered in idle ranks in front of Li Yucheng's military tent.

At this time, there were no longer 200 people here. After Li Yucheng let the soldiers spread the generous treatment to garrison in Xiaoshan, the number of people here quickly expanded to more than 350 people.

Why do soldiers want to be soldiers? Isn't it just for the salary? These Xiang soldiers from Henan Prefecture are not on the front line. They have no military merits and are given wives and wives. They are called here and there every day. Isn't it just for money?

Since there are generous salaries for those stationed in the mountain, these Xiang troops don't mind the harsh environment on the mountain. They make money and don't tremble.

There is no easy way to make money in this world without hard work.

Li Yucheng also knew why these ** came to Mount Xiao to suffer, so he went straight to the point:

"When I first came to garrison in Weishan, I led a total of five battalions. Excluding those who were on free pay, there were a total of 200 people. Now, the actual number of Xiang troops stationed on Weishan has exceeded 350.

The reason why you all came to Weishan to garrison is just to serve the Imperial Envoy of Jin Yiwei and to win the bright future and the white silver reward, so I won't hide it.

Lord Jin Yiwei needs a group of Xiang troops to transport goods from the top of Mount Laoshan to Mianchi County, four times a month. Anyone who signs up will receive a deposit in advance.

I won’t force you, if you are interested, come to Duyuhou to sign up and collect your deposit, we will go up the mountain tomorrow morning to start delivering goods, if you are unintentional, just disperse."

As soon as Li Yucheng said this, the Xiang soldiers were overjoyed, and someone immediately asked: "Is it really the first deposit?"

Regular money is no longer a small amount of money. There are many people in Henan Prefecture who cannot earn regular money in a month. Even the military pay of them is only half a monthly salary.

Coupled with deductions, Xiang Jun's actual salary was estimated to be only four or five thousand dollars a year.

But now, just for helping Mr. Jinyiwei to do things, he can get four thousand dollars a month. This is almost a price that the soldiers of the Xiang Army cannot refuse. The Mr. Jinyiwei gave him too much.

Hearing this, Li Yucheng patted the baggage carried on the horse behind him. The baggage made a crisp sound of copper coins. Then he turned to look at the crowd and said:

"I have already prepared the deposit here. You can get it as long as you sign up. It depends on you whether you take it or not. But I have to say something ugly up front. If anyone dares to take the money and not do anything about Lord Jin Yiwei's matter, I will break it up, brothers."

Don’t blame me for being unkind in terms of my future future and financial prospects.”

"Commander, please rest assured, as long as the money is in place, we will never slack off at all."

"Yes, Mr. Jin Yiwei is much more generous than the imperial court. Since he has paid enough, of course we cannot let him suffer, don't you think so, brothers?"

"This is natural. Using people's money to eliminate disasters is something that all bandits understand. How can we, the Xiang Army, not understand? Besides, who dares to neglect Lord Jin Yiwei's affairs?"

Everyone in the Xiang army began to talk at random, and it was not until Li Yucheng waved his hand to signal for silence that everyone slowly became quiet.

"In that case, I'm relieved. Where is Du Yuhou?" Li Yucheng said loudly.

The Du Yuhou Wang Chong beside him immediately stood up and said: "The official is here."

"Set up the table and start registering the names of the participants. It must be completed this afternoon. I will take people up the mountain to transport the goods tomorrow morning." Li Yucheng ordered.

Wang Chong, the Marquis of Yu, immediately made arrangements for this. Before the soldiers gathered, he had already received the deposit of ten guans from Li Yucheng. Each commander also had five guans, and threatened to have forty guans when the matter was completed.

He was naturally interested in this matter.

Following Li Yucheng's order, all the soldiers immediately lined up and started to sign up.

Huang Yi was also in the queue. He originally came from a wealthy family, but his family fell into decline during his father's generation. By his generation, there was only one house left in the family.

Huang Yizhong worked in the land and worked in business, but there was no big improvement. Finally, when he was nearly 30 years old, he chose to join the army and became a member of the Fuxiang Army in Henan Province. However, he did not expect that being a Xiang Army would also provide him with plenty of food.

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He has already reached his thirties but has accomplished nothing. He has not even found a wife. Huang Yi himself feels like a huge failure.

And at this time, he heard about the payment of pay to the Xiang army in Xiaoshan, so he came, but he didn't bring any hope when he came.

After all, everyone knows what the military pay of the Daliang Kingdom looks like. As long as it is not paid to the hands, it will disappear mysteriously for various reasons. It can be robbed by robbers, corrupted by Shangguan, lost, or the court.

No money.

But what Huang Yi didn't expect was that before he did anything on the first day he came, he got a deposit of a certain amount of money.

Holding the money in his hand, Huang Yi grinned in a rare way. He thought of many things in his mind. He could buy a piece of silk cloth to change clothes for his family, he could also pay back the wine money owed to the inn, and even

He can repair the house.

But in the end, this turned into the last thought, which was to serve Master Jin Yiwei well. It is hard to find such a boss these days.

"How about it, my brother didn't lie to you, did he? Following Mr. Jin Yiwei is a great way to enjoy the food and drink. It's much more enjoyable than following other people. Although you need to feed mosquitoes on the mountain, so what if you only have to pay four dollars a month to feed mosquitoes?

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Li Datou, who was next to Huang Yi, patted Huang Yi on the shoulder and said: "I heard from my brother that if you do things well, Mr. Jin Yiwei will definitely reward you. I even heard that Mr. Jin Yiwei has the idea of ​​​​taking us all into Jin Yiwei. Once we really become Jin Yiwei, then follow

A grown-up may not be able to achieve great success."

"Brother said that I would like to thank you more this time." Huang Yi said honestly, but kept touching the deposit in his arms.

Although he had long known that what Xiang Jun was going to do was to sacrifice his life, this was the first time that he had done so proactively.

Huang Yi felt like he had met Bole's thousand-mile horse.

………

Mianchi County, Yuelai Inn, the storyteller is sitting in the middle of the lobby at this time. Most of the men at the tables around him have unkind expressions. Some even have tattoos on their arms, and they are not missing any swords.

However, the storyteller at the Yuelai Inn was not panicked at all. The Yuelai Inn was originally an inn that hosted Jianghu people. He had been telling stories here for so many years. He didn’t know how many Jianghu knights and green forest gangsters he had seen. Once people get used to it, it will be natural.

I'm not afraid anymore.

"...If we talk about the recent major events in the world, one of the 105 members of the Shanhe Escort Agency who were wiped out by the Dian Cang Sect should be one of them. However, it is said that the young master of the Shanhe Escort Agency, Jia Lin Bixie, seems to have escaped and is currently missing.

When it comes to this matter, Lin Bixie is clueless. It is said that he was the disciple of the Diancang sect who killed him first. However, there are also suspicions that this was because the Cicada Sword left by the Lin family for 21 years was coveted by the Diancang sect.

This tragedy of killing a family is like this in the world. It is true and false, false and true, and in the end it is all laughed at.

Whether Lin Bixie can survive or not depends on fate. Maybe many years later there will be a happy grudge, but it will be more about drinking and hating the world."

Having said this, the storyteller drank a cup of tea, then knocked on the gavel and continued:

"Having said so much about the fighting and killing in the rivers and lakes, let's talk about the recent grand situation in the rivers and lakes. The friction between the north and south green forests has become more and more serious recently. Someone proposed to hold a conference in the mountain temple outside Mianchi County in January.

Eliminate the cause of the disaster, but it is said that the leaders of the North and South Green Forest Alliance have no intention of participating.

But even so, there are still many experts from the North and South Green Forest who have expressed their intention to participate. Among them are the bandit Blood Bodhi of Xiong'er Mountain, the bandit Yu Liancheng of Yinshan, and the one-word ghost sword Mushan, Black Mountain Bear, Wooden Swordsman and others.

If you are interested in the green forest, you can go and take a look at it, maybe you will learn something."

Having said this, the storyteller paused again and said: "In addition, in addition to the Green Forest Conference at the Mianchi Mountain Temple, there is also a grand event in Xiangxi recently, which is the Corpse Exorcism Conference.

Xiangxi has been famous for driving corpses since ancient times. Among them, Maoshan Taoism, Xiangxi corpse driving line, and Miao border lineage all participate.

Compared to the Green Forest, the corpse exorcism convention is a bit more spooky and spooky. Many people in the world do not want to participate in this convention for fear of ghosts and gods.

However, something seems to have happened to this grand event recently. It is said that a forbidden volume of the ghost book of the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist line was stolen. The Xiangxi Corpse Exorcist line almost turned the entire Xiangxi upside down, but they did not find the stolen taboo chapter.

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As a result, the corpse exorcists in western Hunan have been quite violent recently, so friends in the world should be careful if they meet them, they are not as easy to talk to as Taoist Master Maoshan."

"No wonder I met a corpse exterminator in western Hunan before, and I was beaten up after just a few words with him." A man on the side muttered in a low voice.

"Are you sure you don't have a bad mouth?" The man next to him couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you want to die?" said the ridiculed man.

"Then let's see who will die."

After saying that, the two of them walked out with the knife, but everyone in the inn didn't move, as if they were used to it, until one of them came back covered in blood with a knife.

The storyteller continued to talk about other rumors in the world, but no one asked about the man outside, and no one told him. Everyone knew that he was dead.

This is the world of rivers and lakes, and under the rivers and lakes are piles of bones.

Dongcheng Azu, who was watching the show, couldn't help but opened his mouth when he saw this scene, and said: "Damn it, is it so simple and crude?"

"Keep your voice down, or you may get killed later." Deng Xian glanced at him and said, but he was still a little amazed at the brutality and bloodshed of the world. These NPCs had a kind of indifference and murderous intent in their bones.

The storyteller continued talking for more than a quarter of an hour, telling interesting stories about the world. After the storyteller paused again and drank tea, someone said:

"Storyteller, why don't you tell me about the immortal Han Qinghan who escaped from Tokyo City?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the knights and knights present lit up. It was obvious that Han Qing was no small matter, and Deng Xian also listened attentively.

"Since you want to hear it, then hand over some reward money and order some more side dishes, and I will tell everyone about Han Qing now."

The storyteller straightened his clothes and said: "This Han Qing was the hero of our Daliang Kingdom more than 20 years ago. His official rank reached the rank of Privy Councilor, and his martial arts cultivation also reached the realm of land gods. However, 20 years ago,

He died suddenly and suddenly many years ago.

Since then, there has been no news for the past twenty years. Until half a month ago, a shocking commotion suddenly broke out at the Daishouguo Temple in Tokyo. The land god who had disappeared for twenty years reappeared, fought against three land gods, and finally left calmly.

Everyone says that the reason why the land god Han Qing was imprisoned in the Great Xiangguo Temple was the late emperor’s idea, but Han Qing has never come out to explain the rights and wrongs, and I dare not speculate."

"I heard that Han Qing was rescued." Someone said.

The storyteller nodded and said: "There are indeed such rumors within the Daxiangguo Temple, but no one knows who rescued Han Qing. Even Han Qing's current location is unknown. We can only guess that he is a top master.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to sneak into the Daxiangguo Temple where there are land gods and rescue Han Qing."

"Can you tell me your guess about this person?" the man said again.

The storyteller shook his head when he heard this and said: "There is no guessing. It is estimated that no one in the world except Han Qing knows who he is. According to Han Qing's conversation with the three land gods at that time, the one who left after saving the people left.
To be continued...
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