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Chapter 311 The last stop

"Brother, please persuade me. This is the document of the Loyal and Brave Army. It has a seal on it. It is a crime to destroy it without authorization." Ye Erlang was still alive, and his father didn't dare to really tear the document, but after all, it was his father, so he had to give him a step.

"Ah? Dad, I can't tear it up. If you don't say anything else, just sell a 20 or 30 cents of rice to others, you can't do it like this, otherwise how can we eat enough?" Ye Dalang was shocked. His good days were just beginning. If you really cause trouble, wouldn't it be gone in an instant?

Although the soldiers of the Loyal and Warriors are now in harmony on the streets, he has seen how these soldiers deal with the green-skinned gangsters. There are still two hanging on the big locust tree at the entrance of the alley, which is so miserable.

"Your brother, you are going to join the army. How can I not be in a hurry, my father?" Old Ye put down his documents and went down the donkey along the slope.

"Second brother, are you going to join the army? It's a good thing. If you haven't gotten married yet, I want to go." Ye Dalang and his father had a different idea. There is nothing wrong with being a soldier. The food, clothing and expenses are better than those of ordinary people.

Instead of being poor in a daze, it is better to take a gamble and survive. At least you can buy a property and live a decent life. If you can't survive, then you will be reincarnated and reincarnated again in the next life.

If you can make meritorious service and get a job with a half position, that would be amazing and you can be more powerful.

"Dad, look, you're so confused..." Ye Erlang was instantly proud when he heard his elder brother support him.

"I'm so confused? I won't kill you!" The master suddenly felt his blood rising. Someone said that he was his father. He grabbed a broom from the corner and greeted Ye Erlang.

"Dad, my second brother is going to join the army now. Hurry up and get a pound of meat back and make it up. With the strength, it is also easy to serve in the army." Ye Dalang dragged Lao Ye and urged him to buy meat. The younger brother was about to leave home and he had to have a good meal.

"You immortal, your son is going to the battlefield, and you are still fighting? If you don't go buy meat, I will fight with you." Ye's mother came out before, and after hearing the matter, she yelled with her waist.

On weekdays, Lao Ye is the one who decides all the big and small things at home, and I feel a little sorry for Erlang. Now Erlang is going out to make a future, and although Ye's mother is reluctant to leave, he can only go there.

Lao Ye put down his broom, went to the street to cut more than a pound of meat, and bought two extra pieces of cheap big bones. He came back to clean it, and then placed it in a pot to cook.

"Dad, don't worry. I've been helping the city before, and I have also been on the battlefield." On the dining table, Ye Erlang smelled the aroma of meat from the kitchen and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

"Shut up, can you say this? Are you looking for death?" Old Ye was shocked. This kid is really a newborn calf and is not afraid of a tiger. He even dares to say this.

"Second brother, you finally escaped back that day, why didn't you remember?" Ye Dalang also blamed. If the Zhongyong Army knew about it, Ye Erlang had helped on the top of the city, he wouldn't know how to make a mistake.

"It's okay, hehe, many of the prisoners of the defenders were incorporated. Today I was recruiting the troops, and I saw one. But they were miserable. In the first half of the year, the military pay was reduced by half, and the difference was four.

It's more than two dollars." Ye Erlang went to a private school for two years, and it's a good figure, and he also had a specialty when recruiting troops.

"Take it seriously?" The master was stunned. The marquis was so generous.

"That's right, I heard that this marquis never recruits men and sends labor service. If you want to collect people, you will spend money to hire them. Whether you go or not is voluntarily. If we join the army and help this marquis guard Fuzhou, not only will you get military pay, but your good days will come. On the contrary, if we don't join the army and this marquis withdraws from Fuzhou, we have to continue to perform labor service, such as those who don't have a penny." Ye Erlang spread his hands and it seems that this choice is not difficult to decide. Whoever gives us a good life will support him.

"Second brother, how do you understand so many principles?" Ye Dalang was stunned when he heard this. This was not the truth that Erlang could say. Anyway, it sounded very right.

"I have gone to the conscription office these days, and listened to them chatting. After listening to them for a long time, I understand a little. Everyone knows literacy. In the absence of war, in addition to training, they also have to study." Ye Erlang felt that if he had been in the army for a few years, his experience would definitely be extraordinary when he came back.

"Sister-in-law, I'll take it and sit down and eat it together. Mom, let's sit together!" Ye Erlang got up and took the soup basin from his sister-in-law. There was a big bone inside, some meat, and all of them were tofu. There was nothing else in the Ye family, and there was always some tofu to eat.

"How can a woman get into the table? I'll go to the kitchen to eat." Ding rubbed his hands, a little hot, but he didn't dare to sit down and eat.

"Well, you're quite polite, go." Old Ye nodded. Although this daughter of the Ding family wanted more gifts, she was a person who knew how to advance and retreat, and the family was harmonious.

"Dad, just for our family, there are only three rooms, not even a serious yard. Is it a nonsense to say rituals. The Master said: The warehouse is solid and knows etiquette. Dad, is our family's granary full?" Ye Erlang was about to leave, so he just opened his heart. At worst, he could be beaten up.

"This ceremony was passed down by our ancestors. Every household is like this. How can you argue?" Old Ye glanked at Ye Erlang with a hatred. Did he really think he could not do it anymore?

"Is it necessary to be right for every household to do this? Since ancient times, women were not allowed to be carried by the military camp. Zhenhai Hou had a medical camp, and they were all women. They rescued countless wounded soldiers. Is this against etiquette or immeasurable merit?" Ye Erlang was like a divine helper, his brain was running quickly, just hoping to make this family more warm as much as possible before leaving. He just wanted to sit together and have a good meal.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Of course, it is of great merit." Lao Ye was so confused that he was surrounded.

"So, Dad, everyone is like this, it's not necessarily completely right. Isn't it good for the whole family to sit together for dinner? I heard that Zhenhai Hou has no such rules." Ye Erlang made a fuss while the iron was hot.

"Well, go and call your mother and the others, let's have a meal together." Lao Ye was completely confused by Erlang today, and the key was that it sounded very reasonable.

The entire Fuzhou City was constantly washed away by the new concepts brought by the loyal and brave army. This is exactly what Sun Yu hopes to see, breaking the old constraints and allowing the ancient city to burst out with new vitality.

While preparing for the war in Fuzhou

At that time, Luzon Island, hundreds of miles away, welcomed a huge caravan, which was far larger than before. It had more than a hundred large ships, with strange three-stage sails, heading towards the port of Luzon.

Song Wumian stood at the bow of the boat, leaning against Liang Yingzhu. As for Chen He, he was fed dog food every day and could no longer bear it, so he ran to another warship.

"Brother Wumeng, will we return to Quanzhou in a few days?" Looking at Luzon Island getting closer and closer, this was the last stop of the trip to Southeast Asia.

"Of course, our last goods are all replaced here for food, and we have to go north to Quanzhou. We have to stop at Daliuqiu Island in the middle of the journey, leaving the prisoners on Daliuqiu Island, and bringing them back is inconvenient to resettlement." Song Wumian remembered that before leaving, Sun Yu repeatedly emphasized that we should transport more grain back. Now that we have incorporated so many ships and people, Song Wumian calculated that he could almost transport 200,000 stones of grain back. If 200,000 stones of grain, if not fighting, it would be enough for a hundred thousand troops to eat for two years. In the short term, there should be no shortage of grain.

Currently, there are 150,000 stones of grain on the ship, and some are sulfur ores, gold and silver, and various spices. Song Wumian had already done it, and this trip was not to make money, and he exchanged all the money he earned for food.

"I'm a little scared." When she thought of returning to her hometown where she had been away for many years, she couldn't help but feel timid. Although she was abducted, she finally got rid of the thief. I'm afraid she'll be tragic for a while.

"What are you afraid of? Now the Song family is up to me, and your father won't say much." Song Wumian held Liang Yingzhu's hand tightly. The Liang family and Qi family were still counting on him to take a step forward so that the three major families could completely gain a foothold. How could they have a stumble with him on such a small matter? The only thing they need to worry about is what kind of status should they give them.

Today, Luzon Island has no unified country. The island is composed of nobles and manages many free people and slaves. The nobleman in charge of Luzon Port is called Matisse, one of the strongest nobles on Luzon Island. He has tens of thousands of slaves and thousands of guards with swords. However, with their smelting skills, this knife is not as good as the kitchen knife made by ordinary blacksmith shops.

The ships slowly landed, and such a large fleet had already surrounded the port with people watching the fun. The nobles usually lay on lounge chairs and were carried by slaves. Those who were neatly dressed should be free people. As for slaves, they were all ragged and smelled all over.

"Secretary Song, you said that it would be better for us to occupy this place, and these slaves could live a good life." Chen He shook his head. In such a place with high yields of grain, the slaves were still hungry and skinny. Even if these nobles put their food in mold, they would not let them eat enough.

"Deputy Commander Chen, we are here to do business, not to fight." Song Wumian shook his head. With their strength, he would kill this Matisse without losing his power. But next, he would face the siege of the entire aristocratic alliance, and what awaited them was endless war.
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