Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

It was late at night.

The Yamen of the Salt Transport Department.

At this time, all the officials of the Salt Transport Department were still imprisoned in the wing rooms of the Yamen, and Luo Fu and his family were also imprisoned here.

Song Dashan arranged 100 cavalrymen and 500 soldiers to guard the Yamen day and night.

The city has been very stable in the past few days, especially the Zhang family, who were very honest. Yang Zhengshan also transferred a group of people from the Zhang family to strengthen the guarding force of the Yamen of the Salt Transport Department.

As the night deepened, the entire Liaoan Prefecture City fell into tranquility, and many soldiers on duty could not help but doze off.

The night shift was the most tiring, because the night shift not only had to do things, but also had to fight against the nightmare.

Fighting against the nightmare was an extremely difficult thing, and it was something that went against instinct.

Even trained soldiers found it difficult to resist in this regard, but the soldiers of the cavalry camp did easily resist the harassment of the nightmare.

Don't forget that when they were in the north, they launched night attacks for seven consecutive days, almost hiding during the day and going out at night.

"Be alert, don't doze off!"

A soldier from the cavalry battalion walked up to the two soldiers and shouted coldly.

"Yes!" The two soldiers straightened up and answered loudly. Their sleepy heads became clearer instantly.

The cavalry battalion, that is, the soldiers from the Anyuan City Garrison Battalion, are all Yang Zhengshan's treasures. After coming to Tenglong Guard, some of them entered the Guards Office as clerks, and some were transferred to the various garrisons of the thousand households as middle-level military officers.

The remaining part is not a big soldier. They are instructors of ordinary soldiers and middle-level military officers of the future Tenglong Guards.

Yang Zhengshan will transfer those soldiers who entered the Guards Office as clerks sooner or later. It is a helpless move to let them serve as clerks. It is also a temporary solution. It is certain that this is a waste of them.

In the future, Yang Zhengshan will transfer them to the camp soldiers and form a strong Tenglong Camp with these soldiers as the skeleton.

Seeing that the two men were much more energetic, the soldiers of the cavalry camp nodded with satisfaction and said, "The canteen will deliver the food later, you should eat early!"

"Yes, sir!" The two soldiers grinned.

Eating!

They like it the most.

First, he doesn't like to be hungry. He was too hungry before, and he definitely doesn't like it now.

Second, their food is not bad. Before entering the city, they were willing to eat dry food. After entering the city, they had hot meals.

The food is not rich, but there are meat and vegetables, and they can eat and drink enough, which is very good for them.

"Don't eat too much, eating too much will make you sleepy!" The soldier said, and walked towards a well in front of the wing room.

Next to the well, there was a figure leaning on the well platform. The well platform was about two feet high and was built with bluestone. A mat was placed on the ground, so it would not feel uncomfortable to lean on the well platform.

"Sir! Your meal!" The soldier put the food box in his hand on the mat next to him.

Yang Zhengshan stood up, shook his wrinkled clothes, and asked casually, "What time is it?"

"Just after the hour of Chou!" the soldier replied.

Yang Zhengshan nodded, squatted down, opened the food box, "Sit down and eat together!"

"No need, sir, I have food over there!" the soldier said a little embarrassedly.

Yang Zhengshan laughed and said, "I can't eat this food alone! Sit down!"

His food was naturally better than that of ordinary soldiers. Even if he didn't want to be special, he couldn't stop the people in the kitchen from cooking for him.

The soldier in front of him was in his early thirties. Seeing that Yang Zhengshan was not being polite, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you, sir!"

"Come on, you're welcome!"

Yang Zhengshan brought out the food and placed it on the well platform.

"I remember your name is Wang Ershan!"

While eating, Yang Zhengshan chatted with the soldier in front of him.

"My Lord, I remember correctly, Wang Ershan was my previous name!"

"Oh! Why, you changed your name now?" Yang Zhengshan was a little surprised.

"Well, after learning to read, I gave myself a new name, Wang Xie!"

"Wang Xie!" Yang Zhengshan picked up the food in the bowl and raised his eyebrows, "What a good name!"

Wang Xie smiled and didn't say anything. Wang Xie was thanking Yang Zhengshan for his kindness.

He was originally just an ordinary soldier in a garrison outside Anyuan City. If it weren't for Yang Zhengshan, he would have been just an ordinary soldier all his life. Not only would he never be able to make a name for himself, but even his descendants would only be ordinary soldiers.

It was Yang Zhengshan who fed him, taught him to read, made him a warrior, and made his family live a good life.

After the battle with the Hu tribe in Donghai, more than half of the Anyuan City garrison camp died, but no one complained about Yang Zhengshan.

The reason is very simple. What Yang Zhengshan brought to them, they felt most deeply.

"What is your current level of cultivation?" Yang Zhengshan continued to chat with him.

"I just broke through to the fourth level of the acquired realm last month!" Wang Xie said proudly.

Yang Zhengshan showed an admiring look, "Not bad, keep working hard, you will have the opportunity to reach the seventh and eighth levels of the acquired realm in the future!"

Currently, most of the soldiers in the cavalry battalion are at the second and third levels of the acquired realm, and some have reached the fourth level.

As for those below the acquired realm, there is not a single one.

The reason for this is very simple, those soldiers with lower cultivation died on the battlefield.

When the garrison camp entered the Northland, the proportion of warriors was about 70%, and after a series of bloody battles, the proportion of warriors has become 100%.

Because the higher the cultivation level, the greater the chance of surviving on the battlefield.

And now, all these soldiers have become acquired warriors.

These soldiers still have a lot of room for growth in the future, just like Wang Xie, he is only 30 years old now, and there are still ten years of golden age. Even if there is no spiritual spring water to assist in the future, his cultivation can still be improved by several levels.

It is possible to reach the seventh and eighth levels of the acquired level, and as for the ninth level of the acquired level, it depends on personal opportunities.

Just as the two were eating and chatting, a lantern suddenly lit up on the city gate tower in the distance.

The white lantern was particularly dazzling in the dark blue night, and it could be noticed with just a casual glance.

"Sir!" Wang Xie pointed to the lantern in the distance and reminded.

Yang Zhengshan looked up and smiled, "I knew it wouldn't be peaceful tonight."

"Sir, I'll go gather the brothers first!" Wang Xie stood up and said.

"Well, go!" Yang Zhengshan continued to eat the food.

Frugality is a virtue, and food should not be wasted.

On the other side, a series of black-clothed masked figures were quickly passing through the streets and alleys of the city.

If you look closely, you will find that there are at least more than 30 figures in the South City District.

They hid in the shadows of the houses, flashed on the bright streets, and moved quickly and agilely without any drag.

At the same time, a group of soldiers were gathering quickly under the moonlight in the Salt Transport Office.

After Yang Zhengshan finished the food in the bowl, he stood up slowly and stretched his body.

"I haven't moved my hands and feet for a long time. I hope you won't let me down!"

He murmured in a low voice, and then grabbed the black iron spear standing next to him.

With the sound of footsteps, the soldiers quickly came behind Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan didn't know who was coming, but he could guess the purpose of the visitor.

There should be no other purpose except Luo Fu.

It was also unknown whether these people came to save Luo Fu or to kill Luo Fu.

Fifty soldiers stood behind Yang Zhengshan, motionless and silent.

Yang Zhengshan didn't speak either, holding a gun in one hand and stroking his beard with the other, listening carefully to the footsteps in the distance.

The other party was very careful and actually stopped on the street near the Salt Transport Office, but they didn't seem to know that they had been exposed when they crossed the city wall.

On the street south of the Salt Transport Office, a series of black-clothed figures hid in the shadows of the houses. The leader looked at the quiet Salt Transport Office with a more solemn look between his brows.

From the outside, the door of the Salt Transport Office was closed, and there was nothing unusual, but he could feel a hidden murderous intent from inside.

The Salt Transport Office in front of them was like a beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for them to enter.

There was murderous intent and danger, but it was not enough to make him retreat.

He raised his hand and gestured to his subordinates behind him. More than 30 men in black scattered and approached the Salt Transport Office.

When they came to the wall of the Salt Transport Office, the leader jumped in first, and then his subordinates jumped into the wall one after another.

The yard was still quiet, but the brows of the men in black furrowed deeper.

According to the information they had inquired during the day, the officials of the Salt Transport Office should all be detained in the office.

Since they were detained, there must be guards.

But there was silence in front of them, and there was no figure at all.

At this time, the soldiers of Tenglongwei ran into the room to hide. There was nothing they could do. These soldiers were just ordinary people who had received basic training. Letting them fight with warriors would undoubtedly be sending themselves to death.

In order to avoid too many casualties, Yang Zhengshan let them hide first.

If the man in black had Yang Zhengshan's hearing, he would have heard a lot of chaotic breathing sounds in the hall in the distance.

Unfortunately, he didn't. After observing for a while, he moved towards the wing room on the west side of the yamen.

Soon, they came to the gate of the courtyard where Yang Zhengshan and his team were.

Outside the round arch, the man in black glanced sideways into the courtyard, but still couldn't see any figure.

He cast an inquiring look at his subordinates behind him, and the subordinates shook their heads slightly, indicating that there was no ambush around.

That's right, there was indeed no ambush around, and Yang Zhengshan didn't set up secret sentries or anything like that, because setting up secret sentries was not as good as listening with his ears.

After confirming that there was no ambush, the man in black turned around and entered the courtyard along the wall.

The courtyard was quiet, and they kept going deeper against the wall and the house.

Suddenly, the man in black froze, and when his figure poked out from the wall of a wing room, his whole body froze.

He poked his head, and his eyes on the black cloth mask were full of disbelief.

In the dim courtyard, figures stood like ghosts, motionless, even their breathing was very faint.

If he could not see clearly that it was a person, he would even suspect that it was a statue.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you come out and have a good chat!"

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and looked at the head sticking out from the corner of the wall, feeling a little funny.