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Chapter 36 Secret Whistle
Uncle Rong Kui lowered his head and hid his astonished eyes.

After testing this sentence just now, Uncle Rong Kui confirmed one more thing: Qiao Ziang was also killed by this kid!
"Hey—" Xu Yuan had already reached the stairs when Uncle Rong Kui hurriedly called out to him, "Demon Extermination Army, are you going? Give me a definite answer."

Xu Yuan didn't hesitate: "No!"

"Not going?" Uncle Rong Kui was stunned. Was he going to give up such a great opportunity?
"Don't listen to the nonsense spread outside. It's not easy to get into the Demon-Slaying Army, but it's another matter if you have someone protecting you from above. Your second uncle is now a legitimate official. He has no son, so he must be training you as his successor. At the very least, you can become a commander-in-chief like your second uncle..."

Xu Yuan still shook his head: "No."

"The commander-in-chief is granted 500 acres of upper land, 1,500 acres of middle land, and an annual salary of 300 taels of silver!" Uncle Rong Kui used his trump card. He had never met someone who really didn't love money in his life.

Xu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "I really can't go. Uncle Rong Kui, please thank my second uncle for his kindness on my behalf."

Xu Yuan went upstairs and continued to sleep in Zhao Yong's room. He lay on his back on the bed, his hands under his head, staring at the ceiling and muttering to himself:
What will happen to my stepmother after I leave?
Xu Yuan didn't know the details of the family affairs. His father had never told him about these things since he was a child.

But Xu Yuan could always feel that those things were very serious.

For example, on certain holidays, Dad always gets very nervous.

Make a lot of preparations in advance secretly.

If nothing happened, Dad would be very happy in the following days. No matter what toys or snacks Xu Yuan wanted, as long as he asked, Dad would buy them with a smile.

But Xu Yuan also vaguely remembered that when he was seven years old, his father lay in bed for three whole months.

Thick cotton curtains tightly blocked the doors and windows, preventing any sunlight from entering.

What Xu Yuan remembered most was that the smell of medicine in the whole house could not suppress the smell of blood on his father's body, and his father's coughing in the middle of the night often woke up the neighbors.

……

Uncle Rong Kui failed to persuade Xu Yuan, and drank a few glasses of wine alone downstairs. After thinking about it, he decided not to eat anymore. He stood up and leaned over the back door to take a look, then opened the door a crack and slipped into the darkness.

Xu Yuan, who was upstairs, saw Uncle Rong Kui heading towards South Street and couldn't help but chuckle, "What a sex-hungry ghost he is."

It is rare that there is no ban on night travel today, but going out at night still carries great risks.

……

When Uncle Rong Kui walked in in the dark, he heard a joyful giggle, and then a pair of soft and warm hands reached in through the lapels, slid down with ease, and took the initiative.

Uncle Rong Kui suppressed his anger and said, "It's important."

"Use your life to help me send a letter back."

Widow Yang lit the lamp, and Uncle Rong Kui wrote the letter and handed it to her.

Widow Yang smiled and said, "Now that the business is done, it's time for us to do something fun."

Uncle Rong Kui is naturally working very hard. Once he leaves tomorrow morning, I'm afraid we will never see each other again.

Outside the window, Xu Yuan quietly retreated.

Uncle Rong Kui is very lustful, but when Xu Yuan pressed the knife to his neck during the day, it can be seen that he is more afraid of death.

If it weren't necessary, he wouldn't have come out to see Widow Yang in the middle of the night.

Widow Yang is a secret sentry of the demon-hunting army.

The demon-hunting army has many of these lowest-level secret sentries.

They are particularly effective in areas like Qihetai Town where government forces cannot reach directly.

The demon-hunting army used them to collect and transmit information.

On weekdays, they didn't have any specific missions, and everyone lived their own lives. The demon-hunting army provided them with a certain amount of protection and a small amount of money. Even if this kind of secret sentry was exposed and eliminated, it would not be a big loss for the demon-hunting army.

They form a huge underlying network that can obtain a large amount of intelligence for the demon-hunting army.

Moreover, the network they form makes it very convenient to transmit messages.

Xu Yuan returned to Zhaoji Fur Shop and fell asleep immediately.

Uncle Rong Kui was so anxious to pass the news to his second uncle that he couldn't even wait until tomorrow to get to the county town. Xu Yuan guessed that his second uncle's purpose of "recruiting" him this time might not be simple.

……

"Oh oh oh-"

Ah Hua flapped her wings and jumped onto the roof, crowing the first loud rooster of the day.

Uncle Rong Kui came out of Widow Yang's room with two big bags under his eyes and a unsteady step. He fastened his belt and buttoned his collar as he walked.

When they arrived at the door of Zhaoji Fur Shop, Xu Yuan just opened the door and came out.

"Let's go now." Xu Yuan said, "Let's go to West Street and buy some food."

There is a breakfast stall on the west side of the street. A father and his son push a cart with a big stove on it. They bake pancakes in the stove at two cents each. Free hot water and pickles are provided. Many caravans passing through the town will eat here in the morning.

The two men bought four pancakes and ate them, then made an agreement with a caravan and took their car to the county town for ten cents per person.

The caravan's carriage was carrying goods, and the two men climbed up and sat on top of the goods.

It's not very comfortable, and you have to be careful not to fall, but it's cheaper and better than walking back.

The old horse pulling the carriage was not moving fast and the carriage was shaking, so the two men simply lay down on the roof, and Uncle Rong Kui chatted with Xu Yuan in a casual manner.

This fat guy never keeps his mouth shut.

"Being a soldier and living off the emperor's salary is definitely not a good career path. Hundreds of years ago, the soldiers were not paid their full wages. Those military commanders who exploited the soldiers' blood had no conscience and were lucky to get 20% of their wages back."

"Actually, we are the same as the demon-killing army, but we are not battalion soldiers. We are the real Jinyi Royal Guards! Our treatment is much better than those big-headed soldiers.

"If you become a small flag, you will get 20 taels, if you become a general flag, you will get 50 taels, and if you become a centurion, you will get 150 taels. And starting from the centurion level, you will be granted land."

"This side of Jiaozhi is all about real grants. In the newly conquered territory, a large number of the original gentry and local tribes were killed, and all that was left were the best irrigated fields."

Xu Yuan was biting a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and turned a deaf ear to everything Uncle Rong Kui said. When the sun rose, the sunlight was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes, so Xu Yuan covered his face with the thick felt hat.

Uncle Rong Kui was still chattering about the various advantages of the "Demon-Exterminating Army" when he suddenly heard a snoring sound, and his face became full of helplessness.

The official road was forty miles long, and the carriage was moving slightly faster than people walking. In the afternoon, Xu Yuan finally saw the low and dilapidated city wall of Shanhe County.

This place is not a "battlefield for military strategists". The city wall is only used to prevent banditry. Not to mention the county magistrate, even the current emperor has no intention of repairing it.

When they arrived outside the city gate, Xu Yuan and Uncle Rong Kui jumped off the carriage and said goodbye to the caravan.

The two of them lined up on one side and could enter the city after paying the head tax, but the caravan needed to calculate the commercial tax in detail.

Just by looking at the caravan owner's gloomy face, you can tell that the tax rate is not low.

Xu Yuan paid the money, but saw the caravan drivers shouting at the animals and driving the caravan to the left side of the city wall to make room at the city gate. It was obvious that they could not enter the city today.

　If you write a little more chapter, it will be blocked...

　　Alas, I will continue to ask for monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)