In August of the first year of Dihuang (20th), the "Shu Shang Guanzhong" mentioned by the fifth reunion ushered in a bumper harvest.

The wind blows at night, and the wheat covers yellow and golden millet. The wheat matures in time. All the people of Tewu County went into battle and went to the ground to harvest. The strong laborers charge in front, bent over and lowered their heads, and the sickle flew back and forth like a big saw under the straw. Each person occupied three to five cages of wheat, and the people who fell behind were not to be outdone.

The elderly and women took a pot of rice to the ground to deliver food. The children were not idle either. They followed the adults in the scorching sun, lowered their heads to pick up the wheat ears that fell on the ground, and put them all on the cart.

While pulling a chariot full of wheat ears to the wheat threshing farm, the farmers did not forget to look at the beacon tower outside the Han Canal in the south, both worried and fortunate.

"It's thanks to their care that there are no soldiers and bandits from other counties coming to disturb you."

There was a team of soldiers from the Fifth Battalion, wrapped in yellow turbans, and had been standing guard for several days.

In the past, if there were any official army so close, even if the autumn harvest and farming were not delayed for a while, the people would definitely have run away long ago. Those who escaped slowly were bullied or were small, and they were afraid that they would be captured and could never return home in the old army.

But today is different. The soldiers of the Fifth Battalion were very honest, with their backs facing the farmland and staring at the loess mounds in the southwest of Tewu County. From time to time, there were cavalry coming back and forth between the various beacon towers.

What they were guarding against was not the Maqushuai who had been "expelled" in theory, but the "remnants" of Lu Fang who had crawled into Daluo Mountain and fought guerrillas between the hundreds of miles of wasteland in the middle of the Yellow River after drilling into Daluo Mountain.

Lu Fang's kindness, benevolence and righteousness are all directed at the people of Sanshui County. As a regional armed force, he treats foreigners with different accents very viciously. What's more, there are many Qiang and Hu people in his tribe. If he is extremely hungry, he will come to the plain to rob. Several townships in Guanjuan County, Anding County, next door, have suffered.

However, Anding County insisted that Lu Fang was dead, and only sent county soldiers to drive him away. By the way, he copied the Lilu, which had been harmed by Lu Fang, and then framed the thieves. Why not do it?

"So what we need to guard against is not only the remnants of Lu Fang, but also the 'friendly troops' of neighboring counties."

Zang Nu stood on the beacon tower with a crossbow. He now agreed with what Boyu Sima said at the officer meeting: "Friends are the biggest imaginary enemy of the Fifth Battalion!"

The fifth reunion is often called "the soldiers of the thieves and the people" in the ordinary day, while the fifth battalion is "the soldiers of the people" and the requirements are clearly divided.

He gave power to those who guarded the southern border of Tewu. If the soldiers of the bandits and people in Anding County crossed the boundary and harmed the people, they would just be treated as bandits and attacked them directly.

When the wheat was about to end in this area, the elders in the area were very eye-catching, which made the women's faces hide away. He brought a group of old men with pots to pick up the slurry and came over to reward the soldiers of the Fifth Battalion with fear.

Zang Nu's thick eyebrows were loose, and his smile was very good: "All finished?"

The elders hurriedly said, "It's a good thing that the general is guarding us, so there is no need to worry about the bandits coming to disturb us. They've all been collected."

Water and food were acceptable, and Zang Nu refused everyone and asked the soldiers to eat and drink, but when the elders suggested that they share the food they had won with them as a truck as a reward, Zang Nu waved his hand solemnly.

"I am not a general. Besides, if Boyu and Sima know, they will be severely punished. Don't harm me."

The same beacon tower and the "military law officials" affiliated with Xuan Biao were staring at it. They were all paranoid people, and they followed the rules set by the fifth ethics and had to report everything in detail. They could not do it without taking a needle or thread from the people, but they had to stop the carts and pulling them.

According to the fifth reunion, "The military and civilians must be united", Zang Nu squatted on the ground and chatted with his elders: "Brother-in-law, we are also from poor families. I was even a field slave in the past. Look at the calluses on the hands, they were all made of sickles, and they knew the bitterness in the fields. Boyu Sima said that the grain that should be collected was contained in the land rent after autumn, and there was no additional tax. You can give it to the government, and the government will give us food and salary again, which is enough."

Tewu County dared not take advantage of the grain given to the Fifth Battalion.

After the elders thanked them for their gratitude, some soldiers still looked at the food they pulled away and the peasant woman swallowed their saliva. When the military officials were gone, they asked Zang angrily: "Zang Dangbai, I still don't understand. Although Bo Yu and Sima asked us to shout before every meal, 'We take food and clothing from the people, so we should be soldiers who protect the people and not harm the people'."

"But although food and clothing are planted and sewn by ordinary people, if it weren't for Boyu and Simashao army, it wouldn't be given to us for nothing."

These sects were a little angry. It is true that they were bullied in the past, but they hated those who bullied themselves but were envious.

After becoming the military leader, they thought they could learn from other divisions and become the best, but now they are in a state of depression.

When you see the fabric you want, you can't take it, and when you see the lovely little woman, you can't rob it. According to the fifth reunion, the army has become the servants of the farmers. Why?

So he muttered, "So in the final analysis, we still eat Boyu Sima's rice, and we wear the clothes of the fifth family. It has nothing to do with whoever farms or whoever spun cloth."

Zang cursed angrily: "If you want Sima or Xuan Junhou to hear your words, you must make a scolding and send them to the north of the county to grow alfalfa and dry salt. It is much harder than working in the south of the county."

Although Zang Nu would put his heart in his heart and remember that he agreed with the fifth reunion when he lived a hard life, he couldn't help but realize that the people below were really low-minded. He was stupid and could not tell the fifth reunion. Xuan Biao led his soldiers to recall the bitterness and sweetness, and only murmured: "Just guard the military orders, anyway, when Boyu and Sima say these words on the top every day before the meal, you can applaud!"

...

Those soldiers who were less aware of, violated the Fifth Reunion Military Order, learned from other troops to grab grain and cloth on the way back from Sanshui, had been disqualified from military officers and regular soldiers, and had only rushed to the Kushui River to do the work of "salting salt".

The method is not new, so I won’t mention the salt drying in the seaside in the future. In fact, it was derived from the production method of well salt that was seen in Shu when the fifth reunion sent Yang Xiong’s coffin to Yizhou.

Under the scorching sun, several shallow salt fields were built with loess in the middle of the Kushui River. The salty bitter water was drawn over and flowed into it. The soldiers worked hard. Under the action of sunlight and wind, the salt water that was already quite concentrated was blown out and added to the reed basket containing the filter salt soil. The filter salt soil was a finished product that had been processed long ago. The salt water with extremely high salt content and greater concentration was slowly poured into the clay pot.

If the weather is sunny enough and the wind is good, there is no need to steam and cook it. It is exposed to the sun directly. If the time is slow, you can get salt. If the weather is not good, use reed straw to cook salt. Steam and cook repeatedly over low heat. After several filtrations, the salt that removes the silt and impurities is deposited in the kettle like snow, condenses into blocks, and takes it out and put it in place after it is cold.

These are all hard work. The soldiers who have committed the ban will not die. They are basically driven to do hard work. Their future fate will be determined depending on the circumstances of admitting their mistakes.

"After all, if you don't have to pay a job in the empty salary, you have to slowly expand the enrollment of some poor peasants who can't survive in the local area to join the army, and you can't learn other corpses. You can often blackmail the people to copy grain, so you have to open up the source."

Wulun tasted a few freshly produced salt, which was indeed much more refined than the coarse salt that people directly scraped the shore and dried naturally, but the bitter taste was particularly bitter, but there was no way. It was too expensive to remove the heavy metals inside. For most people, this is already a rare good salt.

Logically speaking, salt bars are included in the five average and six tube monopoly, and private transactions are prohibited. But this trick is very useful in Guanzhong, and it is full of bitter water everywhere. In terms of the frontiers of the salt lake, it is empty words. Do you want to prohibit the people from scraping salt from the stones by the water, or stop the sheep from licking salt and crystallizing on the soil plate?

The frontier troops transported and sold salt locally, and the court and generals had long been tacitly accused. The salt from Huamachi, Yan County, east was also the commander of the northern Weirong County who used public cars and horses to sell it to local wealthy families.

Therefore, the fifth reunion is not worried about the violation of the ban. What he is worried about is that the salt that is not of the best quality can be sold to the special martial arts tyrants for food.

It turned out that he was thinking too much. At a banquet where Haoyou gathered, when the fifth reunion brought out white salt and vaguely put forward his intentions, Zhang Chun, who had been thriving in his family, immediately made a decision: "The salt in the neighboring county seems good, but in fact it makes me feel uncomfortable."

It’s really not that I found a good support in advance. Zhang Chun took the initiative to advertise for the fifth reunion with emotion: “One place of water and soil nourishes the other people. As a special martial artist, I naturally have to eat special martial salt. From now on, my family will no longer eat Huamachi salt, but only bitter water salt!”

Under the leadership of Zhang, the first batch of salt produced by the Fifth Battalion Production Brigade was sold out by the powerful force in the county within one day, and directly exchanged for hard currency grain and cloth. Xuan Biao was so happy that he couldn't stop. According to this sales volume, the Fifth Battalion could exchange salt for grain for a while.

However, within the Zhang Mansion, Mr. Zhang Chun, who had "one place to support the other people", used food and rinse his mouth with willow branches, and he still used Huamachi salt. The bitter water salt was only for the family to be fed by the family.

This made his son Zhang Fen very puzzled: "Since the adults look down on this salt, why should they take the lead in buying it at a high price?"

"Did I buy salt?" Zhang Chun smiled and said, "I bought Boyu Sima's friendship."

"I know that the fifth reunion is doing things seriously and want the soldiers to open up their roots and start businesses, so don't be idle. But in fact, even if the fifth reunion brings people to the dark mud, I will happily buy them all!"

Zhang Chun warned his son: "Since the imperial court launched a large army to attack Hu ten years ago, it has been a normal practice for the troops to rob. Forcing them to rob ordinary people, like you ministers, you are timid and dared to plunder ordinary people. When you meet Dong Xi and others, you directly attack Haoyou, and even, you have begun to pretend to be the Huns, bandits, and siege the city and slaughter the city!"

He sighed and said, "There are not many people in this world who can sit down and follow the rules, and are willing to trade with powerful people. If they meet, they have to cherish it so that they can stay in Tewu and ensure peace in the country."

"What's more, this bitter salt is really good. Why not exchange it for food and cloth that he could have robbed?"

Even if it is forced to buy and sell, even if the bid is inflated, Zhang Chun will accept it.

Zhang Chun warned his son: "In short, the more frequent the dealings with the Fifth Battalion and the more interests involved, the safer my family will be. You should also go to the Fifth Battalion more."

Finally, Zhang Chun looked at the five-year-old daughter playing in the yard and sighed: "It's a pity that my family is not prosperous and I don't have a daughter of the right age. Otherwise, it's really worth getting married to the fifth family!"

...

In September, the fifth reunion, who had just gained a foothold in Tewu County and was preparing for the future, was summoned by General Tunhu and came to Shanghe City again.

The camp was very different from the last time I came. After resting for several months and completing my combat power, four thousand regular soldiers were ready to go, half of the cavalry and half of the disciples. There were also two thousand Xian soldiers and three thousand mules and horses who went out to the frontier, carrying the army to eat for one month.

When he learned that he had not been selected to enter the troops from the Frontier, Wu Lun breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had committed suicide and casualties in the memorial.

The two thousand people who stayed behind were also under Liang Qiuci, who were ordered to station in Shanghe City, Lingwu and Lian County, and to return at any time.

Of course, this made General Swallowing Hu, who had improved a lot of views on the fifth relationship, hated him again, feeling that this young man was in a state of depression and had no ambition.

On the other hand, Han Wei himself is almost 70 years old and is still enterprising, only seeking to establish Wei Huo's merits and be awarded the title of Marquis.

He only said with a stern face when issuing military orders: "Fifth Relationship, do you know why this general keeps you guarding the special martial arts?"

"The officials in the lower authorities know that it is because the remnants of the Sanshui rebels have not been wiped out yet!"

Wu Lun approached and issued a military order to the elderly General Hounding Hu: "Lu Fang has been dead twice. If he dares to go out of the mountain and go north to invade the territory, the subordinates will be able to kill another head!"

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Chapter completed!