The Reborn Wife is Farming

What Mu Yangling asked Wu Shancai to do was very simple. First, gather all the nursing homes of the squires in the city who had a kung fu background and hand them over to her.

Second, gather the established ruffians and hand them over to her.

Third, gather enough firewood, pile it under Xingcheng Pass, and boil water in a large pot, the number of which should not be less than fifty pots.

But such a simple thing must be done by Wu Shancai.

Because the country gentry and local hooligans are not easy to mess with, and they still need a nursing home to protect their lives, so they are naturally unwilling. If Mu Yangling goes, he will definitely be beaten out, so only Wu Shan can go.

As for the hooligans, it's even simpler. Mu Yangling doesn't even know who they are, but the yamen servants in the yamen will definitely know them. Except for the common people in the market, the yamen servants who have the most contact with them are the yamen servants.

Although every family has firewood in the winter, but there is definitely not much stock, so the big ones are still paid by those big families, including the cauldron.

Wu Shancai clutched his chest after hearing this. Before he could cry out the pain, Mu Yangling said: "If you do it, maybe the city can wait for the general's reinforcements. If you don't do it, the city will definitely not be able to defend the city tomorrow."

Wu Shancai couldn't utter the phrase "heartache", he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect the hospital." Seeing Mu Yangling looking at him quietly, he changed his words and said, "They must stay Down some."

Mu Yangling nodded, "You try to win as many people as possible, my lord, they are under my control, as long as they die on the tower, they are all generals, they are martyrs, and their generals will support them."

Wu Shancai didn't believe it.

Mu Yangling smiled and said, "If the general can't take care of me, wouldn't there be me? Mr. Fan will never let him go."

Fan Zijin's business is now big and he has a lot of money.

Wu Shancai sat up slightly, and said with a smile: "With Miss Mu's promise, the recruited people must be much more willing."

"Then I'll leave it to Mr. Wu." Mu Yangling looked at Wu Jin and said, "Let me borrow it from your son."

As soon as Mu Yangling said that, he dragged Wu Jin out, not even giving him and his father time to say a word.

Wu Jin looked at Mu Yangling anxiously, and said in a low voice, "Miss Mu, I, I don't know kung fu, and my body is still very weak..."

Mu Yangling nodded with a smile, "So you don't need to go up the tower, but there are still many things I need to ask for your help."

Wu Jin looked at Mu Yangling warily.

"Young master seems to have quite a few classmates in the academy, right?"

What Mu Yangling asked Wu Jin to do was very simple, to do the ideological work of those students, and ask them to help persuade the family members, Mu Yangling said: "It's best to get everything done before the application time, otherwise the time will be too late."

"My son, the general is only two years older than you, and Qi Haoran is four years younger than you, but they have always taken it as their mission to regain their homeland. I haven't read much, but I also know that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country!"

Wu Jin's face gradually became serious, he stopped his back slightly, and said with his chest straight: "Miss Mu, don't worry, I'll go find my classmates right away."

Mu Yangling gratefully thanked Wu Jin.

The guard was very worried, "Miss Mu, can Mr. Wu really help?"

"Wu Jin is always bullied by Qi Haoran, but he always walks in front of him from time to time."

The guard didn't know how this had anything to do with his previous question, but Mu Yangling could only place his hopes on Qi Haoran's feelings, hoping that his comments about Wu Jin were correct.

A patriotic cowardly dude with ideals.

Mu Yangling sent two other people to watch Wu Shancai, "Anyone in the Wu family can escape, but he can't. Once you find him fleeing, don't fight hard and give me back."

The guard should go down.

Mu Yangling turned to look for Fan Zijin's steward who stayed in Xingzhou Mansion, and asked him to find as much lime as possible, "Go out and find someone to help tie the lime in a cloth bag, one bag per catty, don't be afraid to spend money, how many people can you invite?" As many people as you want."

The steward agreed, and ran out to find someone to buy lime. The workshop was full of food or fabrics, so he directly placed the working place in front of the general's mansion.

Everyone knows that these things are used to defend the city. Everyone doesn't need wages, and they just squat in front of the general's mansion and start working. If the rags brought are not enough, some people will go home and bring the broken clothes and cut them directly. Yes, the steward even brought all the cloth in the store, and there are also some silks and satins.

Although the worker felt distressed, he still told him to cut the cloth, wrap it with lime, and tied a slipknot as instructed.

Only now did Mu Yangling have time to stuff a bun into her mouth, and the guards behind her also devoured it. They didn't have lunch.

Mu Yangling saw that the time was almost up, so he took people to the government office. At this time, the prefect Wu was staring at his son angrily, "I told you to pack your things, why are you disobedient?"

"Father, you are the magistrate and the chief official, how could you run away?"

"Fart, an official has to stay here to die?" Wu Shancai said angrily, "That reckless Qi Xiuyuan courted death but paid us for it. This is Qi Xiuyuan's crime. Why do you blame me?"

"Father, General Qi is fighting bloody battle outside now." Wu Jin's eyes lit up, looking at his father with hope, and said: "Father, as long as the Jingzhao Mansion is taken back, Dazhou will regain its splendor twenty years ago." Well, Dad, Jingzhao Mansion has been lost for twenty years, don’t you want to take it back? As long as Jingzhao Mansion is occupied, the fertile land in Guanzhong will belong to Dazhou again, and most importantly, Jingzhao Mansion will be occupied , then the south of Jingzhao will be much safer.” Thinking of what Qi Haoran had said to him by chance, Wu Jin’s eyes brightened, “Occupying Jingzhao Mansion, then we will hold Hangu Pass, Sanguan Pass, and Xiaoguan Pass.” Guan He, the military officer, has mastered these four natural dangers, and it will be difficult for the Hu people to go south!"

"Fart," Wu Shancai reprimanded bluntly: "Twenty years ago, didn't these four passes belong to my Da Zhou? They were lost overnight. None left."

"That's because the soldiers who defended the city lost the city and fled." Wu Jin's eyes were wet with excitement, "The 200,000 army lost Hangu Pass, dad, now the general wants to take it back, isn't it a good thing? "

"You say that Wuguan is a dangerous pass. Do you think he can beat hundreds of thousands of people with tens of thousands of people? Go back and pack your things honestly. We will leave the city as soon as it gets dark."

"Father, abandoning the city and fleeing is a death penalty!" Wu Jin shouted, stomping his feet.

Wu Shancai sneered, "The charge is farting. Your father and I are fourth-rank magistrates anyway. At most, we will lose our official positions. Those who lost the customs with the Holy One back then lived well." Except for the magistrate of Mingshui County three years ago The unlucky one was killed by Qi Xiuyuan, and the others were not only alive, but also alive very well.

But Wu Shancai didn't feel that he needed to be compared with Nazhi County. After all, he was only seventh rank, and he was fourth rank. His Majesty rarely killed officials. This was Wu Shancai's confidence, but Wu Jin stomped his feet in hatred.