Northern Song Dynasty gangster: Start the game with a dog's head, and Mr. Bao spares his life

Therefore, he fought hard with those people, and today the conflict broke out directly.

What made him feel angry was that he was slapped by the other party because of his soft hands for a while, and several of his fans were beaten back steadily.

Just as he was trying to figure out a way, a loud shout suddenly came:

"Stop, you gangsters, lawless!"

In a daze, he saw a strange middle-aged man dressed as a businessman rushing in first.

However, before the man could finish speaking, Huang Cunba raised his stick and knocked him on the head, and the blood flowed down immediately.

Here is Cao Bin.

Seeing Muzhou magistrate rushing back with his head in his arms, the sedan chair couldn't help but spat, saying:

"Yes, let you take the position of my young master!"

Everyone sweated profusely when they heard the words.

Seeing this, Zhan Zhao rushed into the crowd and shot repeatedly, and the sound of "Ouch" suddenly became one.

After a while, all the villagers who participated in the fight fell limply to the ground.

Although Cao Bin was a little disappointed, he also asked:

"Tell me, if you don't collect grain, why are you fighting in the village?"

Huang Cunba said angrily:

"Outsiders, I advise you not to meddle in your own business. We have people in the county government office. I advise you not to cause trouble for yourself!"

Everyone didn't expect that this person was so arrogant that he had already been knocked down, and his mouth was as hard as iron.

Just as the sedan chair was about to start, a man with a handicapped hand prostrated himself with blood on his face and said:

"Master Cao...the villain pays homage to Lord Cao."

Huang Cunba was stunned when he heard the words, cold sweat had already come down, he didn't understand how such a big person came to such a small place like them.

But the matter has come to this point, and we can only listen to the truthful report of the handicapped man.

This matter is easy to solve, Cao Bin waved his hand directly and said with a smile:

"Liang Zhizhou, how about leaving this matter to you?"

The magistrate of Muzhou covered his forehead, gritted his teeth and looked at Huangcun domineeringly:

"Don't worry, Lord Hou, the next official will 'report to the Duke for disposal'."

This matter can only be regarded as an episode, but Bao Zheng became a little silent.

He didn't expect that Cao Bin would have such a big effect in solving the problem of relocating the wounded soldiers.

It can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

With these retired soldiers taking root in the countryside, it will completely change the power of the imperial court to control the world, and even contain the power of the clans in the countryside.

If this system is fully formed, whether it is taxation or military service, the power that the two Zhejiang provinces can exert will be beyond imagination.

This is a good thing and a bad thing for Da Song.

It will allow Cao Bin to completely control the two provinces from top to bottom... Thinking of this, he looked at Cao Bin with hesitation.

He carefully reviewed Cao Bin's experience after entering the officialdom, and he was relieved because there was really no sign that Cao Bin had the heart of disobedience.

Otherwise, he would not have put himself in danger for Grand Master Pang.

"Forget it, the minister of the frontier will not serve for too long..."

Thinking of this, he completely relaxed.

At this moment, Muzhou Zhizhou suddenly shouted:

"What, fifteen stones per mu per season?"

When Bao Zheng heard the words, he immediately regained his energy, and hurriedly looked around, only to see a few farmers busy among the low green plants.

An old farmer is introducing the root diameter just dug out, what is drought-resistant, adaptable, and high-yield.

The sound just now was Muzhou's exclamation after hearing about the production of this product.

Fifteen stones a season is already three times that of rice. If it is popularized, there will be no shortage of food in the Song Dynasty.

After Bao Zheng confirmed the authenticity, looking at Cao Bin's tired expression, he felt extraordinarily cute, this is Da Song's treasure.

Only Cao Bin knows that even if there are potatoes, there will still be food shortages when it should be. Now it is just to increase the ability to resist disasters.

There are more crops in the Ming and Qing Dynasties in later generations, so there is still famine?

After watching Muzhou, Bao Zheng took Cao Bin to Mingzhou Seaport again, but Cao Bin refused to accompany him for a walk, and only waited for him to ask questions in Hongxiufang every day.

That evening, after Cao Bin had finished reading the secret letter from Yanzi, he was about to ponder it carefully, but he saw Eighth Sister Yang suddenly barging in, threw out the oiran beside him, grabbed Cao Bin by the collar and said:

"Cao Bin, tell me! Do you really hate me?"

Cao Bin was a little confused and said:

"I quite like you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Eighth Sister Yang hugged him, blushing and said:

"You are responsible to me..."

Seeing this, Cao Bin immediately suppressed the words "...your figure"...

Eighth Sister Yang was lying on Cao Bin's chest, her face was still flushed, her eyes were full of shyness, and she was still a little confused until now.

Originally, he rushed in rashly, just wanting to talk to Cao Bin, but somehow he got him onto the boat.

At this time, she was a little sober, raised her head and asked:

"How are you going to be responsible to me?"

Cao Bin immediately showed affectionate eyes and said:

"If the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night? Don't worry, eighth sister, I will often go to you..."

Hearing this, Eighth Sister suddenly showed her white teeth like jade, and bit his chest. The pain caused Cao Bin to yell again and again:

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, shit, you dog? Let go, it's about to fall!"

Bajie Yang said with eyes full of resentment:

"Bastard, is this what you told me?"

Cao Bin hastily said:

"There is an explanation, there is an explanation, you let go first."

Seeing Eighth Sister Yang looking at him with burning eyes, Cao Bin felt a little regretful.

I didn't expect that this love poem that has been passed down through the ages can't stand it for even a minute. Qin Guan misunderstood me.

Divorce and remarry are definitely not possible.

The concubine's room can't say it out, and the Yang family won't agree. If Madam She knew, she would definitely have to find herself desperately.

"Master Shao in Luoyang knows."

Eighth Sister Yang said:

"He is a master of Neo Confucianism, who doesn't know?"

Cao Bin nonsense said:

"He mentioned a kind of etiquette of 'extraordinary', which can marry an extra wife for a childless uncle in the clan..."

This kind of etiquette actually only existed in the Qing Dynasty. Although Cao Bin doesn't know the specific definition, it's okay to use it to fool around temporarily.

Eighth Sister Yang wondered:

"Is there? Why didn't I know?"

Cao Bin said:

"Why not? But it will take time for the court to make it official."

Then, he coughed twice and said:

"Even if he doesn't have one, the big deal is to help him produce two more books and give him a few beauties, so he will have it?"

"When the time comes to propose a marriage in front of the official family, no one can stop it. Even if your mother objects, you have to click immediately..."

Eighth Sister Yang punched him lightly, and spat:

"Don't say that about my mother."

Saying that, Qiaolian rubbed against Cao Bin's chest and said:

"I didn't want to force you to marry me. In fact, I planned not to marry for life. As long as you have me in your heart and can visit me often, I will be content."

When Cao Bin heard the words, he shouted in his heart that he had miscalculated. He didn't expect to be pecked by the goose's beak all year round.

"Actually, I don't blame my mother. It's Kou Zhun, that old man, and Zhang Wen. Seeing that I've been ignoring him, he urged Kou Zhun to force me through marriage."

Cao Bin was startled and said:

"They're both engaged?"

Seeing his weird eyes, Eighth Sister Yang said awkwardly:

"Do you mind? I, I am...."

Cao Bin hugged her vigorous body and said with a smile:

"I want to have another plate..."

Eighth Sister Yang's head was full of black lines, and when she was about to say something, the sound of weapons clashing suddenly came from outside.

Aunt Yang's voice came in:

"Palantern, is Eighth Sister in there, get out of the way quickly."

Eighth Sister Yang panicked immediately, and said hastily:

"How to do?"

Cao Bin also panicked for a moment, then calmed down immediately, and said indifferently:

"It's okay, she can't beat the sedan chair, let's continue..."

It wasn't until noon that Eighth Sister Yang carefully climbed down from the back window, and she was relieved when she saw that there was no acquaintance in the backyard.

Just as he was about to leave through the back door, he heard a faint sigh behind him:

"I'm only a day late!"

Eighth Sister Yang froze immediately.

Aunt Yang's eyes were red, she didn't know what to say anymore.

She never thought that Cao Bin's speed was so fast that he directly put the person to sleep, not a person!

At this time, she only felt that her eyes were dark and her legs were weak. It took a long time before she gritted her teeth and said:

"Eight sister, you did a good job!"

Seeing her bow her head and say nothing, the aunt turned and left:

"I'm going to find Cao Bin, I want to see how he will explain to my Yang family!"

Eighth Sister Yang hurriedly grabbed her, blushing and told Cao Bin's idea again.

The expression on the face of the aunt of the Yang family relaxed a little, and then she said viciously:

"You are too willful! Don't you think about the Yang family at all? How will my Yang family gain a foothold in Song Dynasty in the future?"

"If the old matriarch knows, I'm afraid you will die of anger."

"Also, it's not so easy to change the etiquette system. Cao Bin is probably lying to you, so what should you do then?"

Eighth Sister Yang frowned, and said resolutely:

"I didn't intend to embarrass him. The big deal is to become a nun and break the relationship with the Yang family. Anyway, I will not marry Zhang Wen."

Aunt Yang looked at her for a while, then Fang waved her hands and sighed: