The Reborn Lady is Farming

  What Mu Yangling asked Wu Shancai to do was very simple. First, he gathered all the skilled nursing homes of the gentry in the city and handed them over to her.

  Second, gather the established gangsters and hand them over to her.

   Third, gather enough firewood, pile it under Xingcheng Pass, boil water in a large pot, and the number should not be less than fifty pots.

   But such a simple thing must be done by Wu Shancai.

  Because the squires and the local gangsters are not easy to mess with, they also need a nursing home to protect their lives, so naturally they don’t want to. If Mu Yangling goes, he will definitely be beaten out, so only Wu Shancai can go.

   As for the local gangsters, it was even simpler. Mu Yangling didn't even know who was who, but the yamen in the yamen would definitely know them. Except for the people in the market, the yamen who had the most contact with them were the yamen.

  Although everyone has firewood for the big winter, but there is definitely not much stock, so the big head still finds those big households to provide them, including the cauldron, and they have to provide them.

  Wu Shancai covered his chest after hearing this, and before he had time to cry out in pain, Mu Yangling said, "If you do it, maybe this city can wait for the general's reinforcements. If you don't do it, the city will definitely not be able to defend tomorrow.

Wu Shancai couldn't say "My heart hurts". He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect the hospital." Seeing Mu Yangling looking at him quietly, he changed his words and said, "They will definitely stay. next."

   Mu Yangling nodded, "You try to win as many people as possible, my lord, they are under my hands, as long as they die on the tower, they are all generals, martyrs, and their generals will raise them."

   Wu Shancai did not believe it.

   Mu Yangling smiled and said, "If the general can't take care of me, isn't there me? Young Master Fan will never let it go."

  Fan Zijin's business is big now, and he has a lot of money.

   Wu Shancai sat up slightly and said with a full smile, "With Miss Mu's promise, those who are recruited must be much more willing."

   "Then I'll ask Lord Wu," Mu Yangling looked at Wu Jin and said, "I'll lend it to your son."

   After saying that, Mu Yangling dragged Wu Jin out, not even giving him time to say a word to his grandfather.

  Wu Jin looked at Mu Yangling nervously, and whispered: "Miss Mu, I, I don't know how to kung fu, I'm still very weak..."

   Mu Yangling nodded with a smile, "So you don't need to go to the tower, but there are still many things to ask for your help."

   Wu Jin looked at Mu Yangling cautiously.

   "Young Master seems to have quite a few classmates in the academy, right?"

  What Mu Yangling asked Wu Jin to do is very simple, do the ideological work of those students and let them help convince the family, Mu Yangling said: "It's best to get everything done before the application, otherwise it will be too late."

   "Master, the general is only two years older than you, and Qi Haoran is four years younger than you, but they have always taken the task of reclaiming their homeland. I haven't read many books, but I also know that the rise and fall of a country is the responsibility of every man!"

   Wu Jin's face gradually became serious, he stopped his back slightly, and said with his chest out: "Miss Mu, don't worry, I'll go to my classmates right now."

   Mu Yangling thanked Wu Jin gratefully.

The    guard was very worried, "Miss Mu, can Young Master Wu really help?"

   "Wu Jin is always bullied by Qi Haoran, but he always dangles in front of him from time to time."

  The guards didn't know how this had anything to do with his previous question, but Mu Yangling could only pin his hopes on Qi Haoran's feelings, hoping that his comments on Wu Jin were correct.

   A patriotic coward with ideals.

   Mu Yangling sent two other people to stare at Wu Shancai, "Anyone in the Wu family can escape, only he can't. Once you find him fleeing, don't fight recklessly and return it to me."

  The guards should go down.

Mu Yangling turned to find Fan Zijin's steward in Xingzhou, and asked him to find as much lime as possible, "Go out and find someone to help tie the lime in cloth bags, one pound per bag, don't be afraid to spend money, how many people can you invite? as many people as you want."

   The steward responded and ran out to find someone to buy lime. The workshop was full of food or cloth, so he put the work place directly in front of the general's mansion.

Everyone knows that these things are used in the defense of the city. Everyone does not need any wages. They just squat in front of the general's mansion and start working. The rags they bring are not enough, so some people go home and bring the bad clothes and cut them directly. Now, the steward even brought all the cloth in the store, and some silk and satin.

   Although the worker felt distressed, he still told the cloth to be cut, wrapped in lime, and tied a slipknot as instructed.

   Mu Yangling only had time to put a bun in her mouth at this time, and the guards behind her also devoured it. They didn't eat lunch.

   Mu Yangling saw that the time was almost up, so he took people to the government office. At this time, the prefect of Wu was staring at his son angrily, "I told you to pack up, why are you disobedient?"

   "Father, you are the prefect and the chief officer, how can you escape?"

   "Fart, an official has to die here?" Wu Shancai said angrily, "That reckless man Qi Xiuyuan courted death but paid for us. This is Qi Xiuyuan's sin, why do you blame me?"

"But Dad, General Qi is fighting **** battles outside now," Wu Jin's eyes lit up, looking at his father with hope: "Dad, as long as the Jingzhao Mansion is taken back, then Da Zhou will be restored to its glory twenty years ago. Now, Dad, Jingzhao Mansion has been lost for 20 years, don't you want to take it back? As long as you occupy Jingzhao Mansion, the fertile land in Guanzhong will be Dazhou's again, and the most important thing is to occupy Jingzhao Mansion , then the south of Jingzhao will be much safer." Thinking of what Qi Haoran said to him by chance, Wu Jin's eyes brightened, "Occupying Jingzhao mansion, then we will grasp Hangu Pass, San Pass, Xiao Pass Guan He, the military attache, has mastered these four natural dangers, and it will be difficult for the Hu people to go south again!"

"Fart," Wu Shancai scolded rudely: "Twenty years ago, weren't these four levels in the hands of my Da Zhou? It was not lost overnight, if the Holy Master sent Prime Minister Qin to negotiate, even the Xingzhou government There's nothing left."

"That's because the soldiers who defended the city fled the city," Wu Jin's eyes were wet with excitement, "The 200,000-strong army actually lost Hangu Pass, Dad, now the general is going to take it back, isn't it a good thing? "

   "You all say that Wuguan is a dangerous pass. Do you think that tens of thousands of people can beat more than 100,000 people? You go back and pack my things honestly for me, and we will leave the city as soon as it gets dark."

   "Father, abandoning the city and fleeing is a capital offense!" Wu Jin stomped his feet and shouted.

Wu Shancai sneered, "This crime is farting. Your father and I are the fourth-rank magistrate, and at most I will lose my official position. Those people who were thrown out of the gate with the sage all lived well." Except for the magistrate of Mingshui County three years ago. The unfortunate one was killed by Qi Xiuyuan, and the others were not only alive, but also very nourishing.

   But Wu Shancai didn't feel that he needed to be compared with the magistrate. After all, he was only Rank 7, and he was Rank 4. The sage rarely killed officials.