Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Xie Xian smiled secretly in her heart. This was just the beginning. She had just signed the contract with them and it was time to start paying. If she didn't collect some money in advance, how would she pay them later?

"No matter what, I still want to thank you." Xie Xian said sincerely, "If you do a good job, I will give you a commission of one thousandth."

Most managers in previous lives also took shares, so once the pie was drawn, they could just sit back and relax.

You Chun pursed his lips in surprise. Was he being favored by someone? He wanted to use this to tie me down? But he was not unhappy in his heart. Instead, he agreed with Xie Xian's method of winning people over.

"Thank you very much, Madam!" He nodded. He was worthy of the price and naturally had no reason to refuse.

After Xie Xian left in the carriage, Ying Yi looked at his master with some concern.

"My Lord!" Are we just going to let them leave like this? He was a little unwilling.

You Chun frowned and brushed the bandage on his chest, "Don't be nosy, the Xie family is not that simple."

"My Lord, are you worried about the Blackstone Guard?"

"The Divine Machine Battalion is not an ordinary guard. If we face them head-on, we will surely die!"

"Besides, have you forgotten the old man you met on the mountain a few days ago." Ying Yi recalled carefully. A few days ago, the village was collecting firewood and charcoal, and a few days later, an old man came carrying charcoal to sell.

But the old man was thin and had a lame leg, there was nothing special about him!

Seeing that he didn't understand, You Chun continued, "His leg was chopped from the front. That kind of injury can only be seen in the military."

Ying Yi didn't take it seriously: "There are many disabled veterans around here! He has been here before, so he is not surprised."

"Then do you know where these veterans came from?"

"That old man is over 60 years old." Judging from his age, he should be at least Xie Xian's grandfather.

Suddenly, Ying Yi thought of something. His eyes widened, his breathing trembled, and he murmured, "Red Blood Guard!"

He thought of two major events that happened in the Xie family a few days ago. In addition to Xie Xian being conferred a title, the red-blooded god of war Xie Yun, who was rarely seen in decades, appeared.

He was terrified in his heart, because these were veterans who had fought in many battles, and were far from being comparable to the third-rate warriors in their garden who were capable of sneak attacks and assassinations.

Those soldiers who walked out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood have all practiced the skills of killing. Those of them who are in charge of intelligence have only killed a few people. Compared with them, they are nothing.

His face flushed, and he felt that his previous thoughts were too ridiculous. He wanted to touch Mr. Xing of the Xie family on someone else's territory. He was really going to the toilet with a lantern.

"My subordinates deserve to die!" He knelt down on one knee quickly. Just now, he was so stupid as to plan to take action, but the people of the Red Blood Guard might be waiting for them to fall into their trap!

Yingyi was sweating profusely at this moment.

You Chun narrowed his eyes and ignored him. "Go down and accept your punishment. Keep a tight grip on the people in the garden. If you make any more mistakes, I won't be able to protect you."

"promise!"

You Chun coughed lightly, his back aching, but he touched his arms and found the discount book that Xie Xian had stuffed in his pocket when she left.

I just feel unhappy. I got to the position based on my looks, so why do I have to work overtime?

At this time in Taozhuang, in the guard room.

A row of fire channels made of red bricks, leaning against the courtyard wall, passed through rows of houses and directly connected to the greenhouse, making a whirring sound. A row of old men squatted at the foot of the wall, squinting their eyes comfortably.

"Hey, Guaizi, how is the cave I asked you to see last time?" Suo Lao asked casually, sitting cross-legged on the kang.

"Oh! No, there is a garden of dead soldiers over there, and there are too many people." The old man held a handful of reeds in his hand and kept weaving mats.

"Tsk, I don't know which family he belongs to, but at least he's still being kept. It's much better than living in the main house. It's better than keeping someone and then dying!" The scarred old man next to him interrupted.

The old man with the scar on his face squinted at the old man next to him and said disdainfully, "How about this? Do you think this garden could have survived until now?"

"It's a bit of a hassle. The lady said that she will receive another batch of goods in a while, and there is no warehouse." The old man locked the door, shaking the copper ring in his hand, and various keys jingled.

The old man disagreed and shook his head: "This garden is now run by the nobles in the county. Even the lady went there today. But I heard that the owner of that house is back. Do you want to go and take a look?"

The scarred old man became interested when he heard this, and said happily: "Let's go, tonight or now?"

Suo Lao glared at him and said, "What's the matter? What do you want to do at night?" This guy is too much of a bandit and he is still restless even though he is old.

Hearing the scolding from Suo Lao, the old man with the scar on his face was not angry, but just smiled and said, "It's night time and no one can see us. Let's sneak in and take a look. When we're done, we can set it on fire and the place will be ready, right?"

To him, this was just a trivial matter. In the past, many powerful and wealthy families built manors in this area of ​​Nanshan. After the manors were built, the masters and servants wanted to occupy the land.

But the enraged villagers did not report it to the authorities. However, not long after, nearby villages were plagued by bandits, and when the case was reported to the county government, it was never resolved.

There was nothing that could be done about it. After all, the wealthy and powerful thought that the area near Blackrock Guard was safe, so they built a manor to provide security. However, human greed was unpredictable.

Although the Black Stone Guard had thousands of guards, they still encountered banditry.

How can we explain the things in this world clearly?

A few years passed and most people had forgotten about it, and few people came to take action.

Nowadays, most of the villages are deserted. If anyone wants to lay hands on the Black Stone Guard's territory, they will not only chop off their claws, but also their arms.

Seeing that Scar was getting angry, Suo Lao curled his lips and said, "Don't cause trouble for Xing Jun. Bai Lingjun is a good person now, and the higher-ups are keeping a close eye on him. Be careful that someone will bring up old scores."

The old man pressed the straw mat in his hand firmly and nodded in agreement: "At least leave one, otherwise it will be too obvious."

To the west of Que County, there are more than a dozen villages with barren land, but the mountains have beautiful scenery and a unique wild charm in spring and autumn.

Many men of letters and poets came here specially to admire the scenery and write inscriptions, but unfortunately there was not even a decent inn within a hundred miles, so I don't know how many people were dissuaded from visiting.

Such business opportunities have made Qingxin Garden so popular, but that’s all. Any senior and powerful person knows that it is not easy to keep a farm in this place.

Let's play and cherish it

"Hey! Who said that? Isn't Taozhuang also a village..." Seeing the contemptuous eyes of the two people opposite him, the old man with scars couldn't say anything more. He smiled awkwardly and touched his head: "It's a bit obvious!"

Everyone in the room glanced at each other and continued to do their own things. After a moment of silence, Suo Lao narrowed his eyes and said, "When winter comes, the Lady intends to let the Divine Machine Battalion run some routes. Well, in the words of the Lady, it's called jungle."

Xie Xian had talked about this matter with Xie Yun as early as autumn. Her main question was what season was suitable for going out hunting. As a result, Xie Yun told him that any season was suitable as long as there was money and food.

However, winter is the time to recuperate. Most of the villages on the mountains do not have enough money and food. When people are almost starving, it is convenient to take everything in one pot.