Zhou Xian heard the old man say it for a long time. His family's ancestors moved from Yunnan to Laizhou in the early Ming Dynasty and served in the army for generations until now. He had three sons, but one died of illness, and the other two were killed in the Wuqiao mutiny. The three sons had left him a grandson and a granddaughter, but the grandson starved to death in the later famine, and the remaining granddaughter became his only hope for life.

After listening to the old man's narration, Zhou Xian felt a little confused and couldn't help but ask: "Dad, which garrison did you join the army? If your two sons died in the battle for the Ming Dynasty, there should be a certain subsidy! Besides, you have been a soldier for the rest of your life, and the garrison should take care of your family's life. How could your little grandson starve to death?"

When the old man heard Zhou Xian say this, his face was full of anger and he sternly said: "The nonsense, the court seemed to have given ten taels of silver at that time, but it was taken away by the officials before it even reached the old man's hand. And more than ten acres of fertile land belonging to the old man's family were later robbed by thousands of households after my two sons died in battle. Later, the Laizhou famine was famine, and he was unwilling to take out grain from the warehouse to provide relief to the guards, so he picked some out of the inferior fields and distributed it to us. But those inferior fields could not collect much food at all, and they could only barely survive in a bumper year. In the disaster year, except for what needs to be handed over to the superior, the rest could not support the spring."

He was angry and suddenly thought of the question Zhou Xian asked him, and continued: "The old man served in the army in front of Wang Xuzhai. Qianhu who commanded the troops was the bastard Han Nian."

Zhou Xian had learned about the deployment of troops in Laizhou before and knew that there were three guards and eight guards in Laizhou. Among them, the three guards refer to three guards, eight guards refer to eight thousand houses. The front office of Wangxuzhai is one of these eight thousand houses. And it is the northernmost one and a thousand houses built along the coast.

Generally speaking, there should be 5,600 troops stationed in the three garrisons in Laizhou, Laizhou garrison, Lingshan garrison and Aoshan garrison. Each garrison should have 1,120 troops stationed. However, the garrisons in the late Ming Dynasty had long been decayed, and the number of personnel may still be the same, but these garrison soldiers were no longer different from ordinary people.

But the garrison usually has its own military farms, which is enough to support most of the garrison soldiers and their young and old. As the old man said, it can only be said that the thousand households who were officials were greedy and completely ignored the lives and deaths of the people under his rule. Zhou Xian felt a little angry and wanted to deal with him immediately. Therefore, he asked directly: "Dad, how many troops are there in front of Wang Xuzhai? How powerful are the soldiers in the battle?"

The old man exclaimed, looked at Zhou Xian carefully, and his eyes were full of vigilance: "I said, "Young Master, you are not the king of a mountain family, are you? Although you saved my life, I am also a soldier? I asked me to betray Tongze and tell you the truth and reality of the army, you don't have to think about it."

Zhou Xian looked embarrassed, while Chen Feng next to him laughed and said, "Young Master, Dad regards you as a bandit who is preparing to attack the garrison. Dad, you really misjudged this time. My young master is..."

Zhou Xian waved his hand to stop Chen Feng. He didn't want to point out his identity for the time being. "Dad, I'm just curious about this. Since you don't want to say it, then forget it. But we are also going to Laizhou City. If you want, you can go with us and take care of each other on the way."

The old man looked puzzled and wondered if he had guessed wrongly. At this time, it was only more than ten miles away from Laizhou City. If he was really the King of Shan, it would be impossible for him to dare to go to Laizhou City. Besides, he spoke gently and had a foreign accent. He should be a foreigner who went to Laizhou City to visit relatives, or a young man from a wealthy businessman from another place. If he wanted to say that such a person was Shandawang, he would not even believe him. He felt that he seemed a little too sensitive and quickly apologized: "Sorry, my son, I misunderstood you because it was the old man."

Zhou Xian was very impressed by the old man who was so old and could still be so vigilant. He smiled casually and said, "Dad, don't take it seriously. But Dad, your reaction is so admirable. I thought that if you are thirty years younger, you will definitely be a good player on the battlefield."

The old man laughed and said, "Young Master has a vision, so the old man will tell you like this! Don't say that he is thirty years younger, even if he is fifteen years younger, three or five big men will not be close to me. You don't know that I..." The old man said a lot about it again, all of which were his own glory.

Zhou Xian didn't stop it, so he continued to say that until the sun set, and the store was about to close the stall. Zhou Xian took out ten taels of silver and handed it to the store and said goodbye: "Store, we'll leave first, see you again if you have the chance."

The store owner looked at it and said with a usual smile on his face: "Customer, this is too much, half a money is enough."

Zhou Xian insisted on handing it to him and said, "Shopkeeper, today you saw your father fainting on the road, and rushed over immediately. It was obvious that you often do such things. If you think it's too much, if you encounter such things in the future, you can stretch out your hand more. You can help one person and try to let them arrive in Laizhou City as much as possible."

The store owner hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Then thank you, the little man, I accepted it."

Zhou Xian and Chen Feng were still riding horses, while Jinse and the little girl were sitting in the car. Originally, Zhou Xian planned to let the old man sit in the car, but the old man was very feudal. He felt that it was not suitable for him to sit with him, an unmarried girl, so he insisted on sitting outside the car. Zhou Xian had no choice but to agree in the end, just instructing the driver to let him drive as much as possible.

Seeing the few people gradually disappearing from sight, the store owner sat on the bench and stared forward in a daze, his eyes a little confused.

A man in his 20s dressed as a farmer walked to the store, bowed and stood respectfully, saying respectfully: "Three heads, the fat fish is on the way. Do you want to inform the heads to prepare for action?"

The shopkeeper touched the broken silver in his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and said to the middle-aged man: "Ran Zi, the banner we have always used is to rob the rich and help the poor. But today it seems that the rich are not all unrighteous, and the poor are not always sentimental. Do you think that such rich people with affection and righteousness should we go to rob them?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said, "I shouldn't feel that I'm a little bitch. But what to do is to do, you have to make your own decisions."
Chapter completed!