Fushun City was a dozen miles away from Fushun Pass. Within this distance, there was not only the Dragon King Temple near the Hun River, but also many villages and farmlands of various sizes. After fooling Ma Chengta, Zhou Qingfeng returned to one of the villages. The people in this village were either surnamed Wang or Zhang. Most of them were soldiers from the Fushun Qianhu Institute and had a natural grudge against the officials.
Zhou Qingfeng led a team to destroy Temple Master Zhao of the Dragon King Temple. He took the silver and jewelry that were easy to carry, but there were too many things to plunder from the entire Dragon King Temple. Just the three hundred taels of silver that Zhou Qingfeng left behind made the spearmen who participated in the operation a great profit. Even the members who were injured during the operation were rescued and given a high compensation of 30 taels of silver.
The officials in Fushun retaliated after the operation, and the East Faction Guards and Brocade Guards also came to cause trouble. If it were other places, the people could only flee and not resist. However, the Liaodong people were not fake. The villagers immediately thought, "Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well go and rely on the big boss."
With high returns and the pressure of reality, a large group of people quickly gathered around Zhou Qingfeng. To put it simply, it was' the hearts of the people can be used '. Therefore, after setting the goal of robbing weapons and armors, Zhou Qingfeng immediately used the Wang and Zhang families' village as a stronghold. With this group of local tyrants as spies, many things would be much easier to handle.
For example, He Zhuo's group had more than fifty Mongolians and a corresponding number of horses. The work of feeding people and horses was not easy to arrange, and it was even more difficult to hide. However, with Zhou Qingfeng's village, He Zhuo directly led the team over the side wall of Fushun Pass and sneaked into the pass to hide first.
What was the side wall of Liaodong? It was the Great Wall of Liaodong. Don't think that all the Great Walls were built in dangerous places like Badaling. In fact, many parts of the Great Wall of Liaodong were in gentle river valleys. These endless border fortifications were made up of side walls, forts, beacon towers, and walls. It took a lot of manpower and material resources to build.
However, if these walls were not maintained continuously, they would crumble within a few decades. The walls around Fushun Pass were no taller than six meters and were generally two to three meters high, which was about the height of a one-or two-story building. They had long since decayed after being exposed to the wind and rain. After a long time, it would shatter with a stomp of its feet. Soil and stones would fall down, and the walls would collapse into a slope. The side walls would also become piles of rubble.
He Zhuo and the others easily jumped over the wall and hid in the village to rest. Zhou Qingfeng ordered two of his subordinates to gather all the villagers and take out money to recruit people. He stood on a mound of dirt, clapped his hands, and handed out a hundred taels of silver. He shouted to the villagers who had gathered around him, "Today, I've invited all of you here. I don't want you to fight and kill, I want you to do something else."
The last time they raided the Dragon King Temple, the two old farmers, Wang and Zhang, brought their men and got quite a lot of loot. After that, all kinds of rumors made the villagers extremely jealous. This time, with Zhou Qingfeng in charge of the overall situation, some people were already eager to try, wishing they could eat the rich again. However, Zhou Qingfeng didn't want them to fight and kill. The villagers were puzzled and asked, "First Master, are we not going to fight with our lives on the line this time?"
"Let those Mongolians do the fighting, but your job is not easy at all." Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a wooden stick and drew a topographic map of the area around Fushun Pass based on his memory. "We're going to rob a batch of goods that Li Yongfang has seized. Let those Mongolians do the killing and robbing, but after we get the goods back, we still need people to transport them away.
Now, I want three hundred people who can carry loads and drive carts, and are familiar with the mountain roads. As long as we transport this batch of goods from Fushun to Kaiyuan's Northern Pass, we'll get a thousand taels of silver. Do you see those female cultivators over there? They have money in their hands, so just be bold and earn it. "
When they heard that they could earn a thousand taels of silver, everyone's minds buzzed, including the two small leaders. Their faces flushed red. Zhou Qingfeng continued, "This job is just a run. I'll add another hundred taels of silver. Let's go eat a good meal at noon. There must be meat and vegetables, and plenty of oil and salt. Those who are willing to work can eat their fill. "
The one hundred taels of silver that Zhou Qingfeng had won was the deposit that Ma Chengta had just paid. When he took out the shining silver, the two small leaders were still fine, but many of the surrounding villagers took a few steps forward. After confirming that the First Master had found a job that could earn a thousand taels of silver, the surrounding villagers stretched their necks, their eyes shining.
"This is simple." The small leader, Uncle Wang, rushed to say, "The goods that Li Yongfang is transporting should have ready-made horses and carts. Four or five people should be enough to service one cart. Even if it's not enough, we can just hire more people. With money, people will definitely come to work. "
Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "After the job is done, Li Yongfang's carts and horses will naturally belong to you. This is also a large sum of money. You've lucked out. "
When he said this, the villagers who had gathered around Zhou Qingfeng to hear the news could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts. They immediately burst into thunderous cheers and laughter. There were at least dozens of carts and horses transporting the goods. In this day and age, just a good horse would cost twenty to thirty taels of silver. As the saying went, "Money moves people's hearts." For poor people who didn't even have enough to eat, taking a risk and making this much money was worth it even if they had to put their lives on the line.
Zhou Qingfeng took the opportunity to shout, "Come out, some old women who know how to work. Take the money to buy food, meat, and vegetables. A hundred taels of silver is enough for you to eat to your heart's content. Get another ten or twenty who know how to cook. Killing chickens and fish won't be difficult, and you'll all get money. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a few elderly women immediately squeezed out of the crowd and loudly agreed to work for the First Master. Zhou Qingfeng didn't just let them take the money away. First, he asked them for their names and family backgrounds, and then he asked the other villagers if they had any objections. Finally, he recorded their names, selected the leaders, and arranged the quantity of goods to be purchased.
With just a few words, no one objected. Everything was in order.
Next was the selection of coachmen. There were five coachmen in a group, five coachmen in a team, and five teams in a company. Zhou Qingfeng only managed a few company commanders, and the rest of the power was delegated to them. He wanted everyone to know who they were on the same side and who they should listen to. The villagers around him quickly formed a small team. Even the sound of their voices became lower because of the establishment of the management system.
He Zhuo and Zhou Qingfeng came back. They first went to see Manguldai and the others, who had been settled down. When he looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, he saw this eight-year-old boy standing on a high place in the crowd, commanding hundreds of people. His words were simple and clear, and his orders were clear and decisive. He Zhuo was actually very shocked.
An uneducated person would not be able to speak and do things clearly.
A brainless person would not be able to organize hundreds of people with a few simple words.
Zhou Qingfeng's ability was built on the fact that he had received a complete basic education. Even if he had never had any experience in managing an organization in the past, 'Even if you've never eaten pork, you've never seen a pig run'? He could learn a lot by imitating a cat and drawing a tiger.
In He Zhuo's view, there were not many people in the entire Jurchen tribe who were as talented as Zhou Qingfeng. Even if there were, they would be at the level of Beilei in each tribe, not an eight-year-old kid. She couldn't help but think, "Maybe the biggest gain of me taking the risk to come to Fu Shun is not to bring back hundreds of armors, but to get to know this kid in front of me."
Zhou Qingfeng knew nothing about He Zhuo, who was staring at him from outside the field. After he gave out the various tasks, another small leader, Uncle Zhang, frowned and whispered, "First Master, I think there is still a problem."
Seeing that the people around him were too excited and fanatical, Zhou Qingfeng was also worried that some details would be overlooked during the operation. It was a good thing that someone raised a problem. Uncle Zhang continued in a low voice, "Now that the Wild Boar Skin has sent troops to block the southern pass of Kaiyuan, we can't pass through the side wall. So we can only go through the side wall, from Fu Shun to Tieling and then to Kaiyuan. There are many passes along the way, and it won't be easy to pass through. "
In ancient times, the transportation conditions were poor, and trading, studying, marching, and fighting all had to take fixed roads. Crossing the mountains was definitely not a good choice, especially if they had to drive a cart to transport goods. They would definitely have to take the main road. But there were many guards along the road, which was a problem.
"Can't we spend some money to buy a road?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
"We can find a few people we know in Fu Shun, but we are really not familiar with Tieling and Kaiyuan. If we spend money to buy a road, we might be swallowed by others. "Uncle Zhang said in distress," No one can predict this. It's too difficult. "
Zhou Qingfeng thought for a while and found that there was no solution, so he went to discuss with He Zhuo. He Zhuo said that Kaiyuan was next to Yehe Tribe, and Yehe Tribe could send people to pick them up. There was no problem with the pass there. The only thing left was the Tieling in the middle of the road, which no one was familiar with.
"No matter what, let's do the work first. We can first send people to explore the road and inquire about the road conditions and news. This road will take two or three days, and we have to consider food, drink, and accommodation. Don't make a good start and end it badly. "Zhou Qingfeng tried to do the work as meticulously as possible, considering all kinds of situations.
As for the problem of not being able to pass through the Tieling, Zhou Qingfeng thought that if worst comes to worst, they could go around the side wall again. Just as he was assessing the risk of this matter, another group of people came to seek shelter from outside the village.
"Big Master, I am Yang Wei, the second chief of Tiger Head Mountain, the one who was kidnapped at the Dragon King Temple. I brought our entire stronghold to seek shelter from you. " There were dozens of people from outside the village, and the leader was a big man with a curly beard carrying a long spear. His loud voice scared the entire village.
When they got closer, they saw that it was really the bandit chief who was captured at the Dragon King Temple. In order to survive, this guy flattered Zhou Qingfeng, causing Zhou Qingfeng to be annoyed and could only avoid him. Seeing this bearded face, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but ask around, "How did this guy know I was here?"
"This …." The two small leaders, Wang and Zhang, said hesitantly, "Yesterday, we weren't sure if we could seek shelter from Big Master, so we thought that if we couldn't, we could just become bandits. This Chief Yang set up a large flag on the mountain nearby, so we used Big Master's name to contact him. Who knew that he would actually bring the entire stronghold's people here? "
The entire stronghold only had dozens of people? And they were all … old, weak, sick, and disabled refugees. Zhou Qingfeng saw that many of them didn't even have clothes to cover their bodies, and their bodies were dirty to the point that they were worse than ghosts.
When Chief Yang saw Zhou Qingfeng, he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Big Master is really doing this. Please give us a chance, you must give us a chance. When we parted at the Dragon King Temple, the imperial army had their eyes on us, causing us to suffer. This is my elder brother, Yang Bang, the leader of Tiger Head Mountain. We two brothers are willing to follow Big Master's steed and follow his orders. "
There was a scholarly looking man beside Yang Wei, but when he saw Zhou Qingfeng, he was speechless. He couldn't say any of the compliments he originally wanted to say. Although he knew that this Big Master wasn't that old, seeing him in person made him feel unconfident, and he was even more unwilling to bow his head to a brat.
When Yang Wei saw that his elder brother didn't say anything, he hurriedly said, "My elder brother has a stuttering problem. The bigger the situation, the harder it is for him to speak. However, we are sincerely here to seek shelter, without any other intentions. "
Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the refugees who entered the village and thought to himself, I don't want refugees like you. He just coldly asked, "Where did you come from?"
"Tiger Head Mountain."
"Tiger Head Mountain is in that direction?"
"Iron Ridge."
"Iron Ridge? Are you familiar with the roads and the imperial army there? "
"Of course, we are familiar with it. We brothers are the deserters there. There is no road we are not familiar with, otherwise we would have been wiped out by the imperial army."
When Yang Wei said his origin, Yang Bang, who was beside him, hurriedly elbowed his younger brother. The latter cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Little brother, my younger brother is not sensible and has offended you. Today was just a joke, just a joke. We are just here to pay our respects and will leave immediately. "
After saying that, Yang Bang pulled his younger brother, Yang Wei, and was about to leave. The dozens of people who had entered the village started to leave again. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the backs of the two brothers and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Ba Tu!"
A bald barbarian immediately rushed out of a few courtyards in the corner of the village. Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's shout, he replied, "Yes." Zhou Qingfeng shouted again, "I didn't say that you can leave. Whoever dares to leave the village, kill him immediately."
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