Traveling to another world and becoming a local owner

"I, we are willing to follow the Second in Command."

"We would like to..."

Upon hearing this, several bandits immediately threw away their weapons and shouted.

"Okay, then we'll still be brothers. Don't call me second in command anymore. I'm not a bandit anymore!" Seeing this, Pang Biao threw away the machete in his hand and said loudly.

"Young master, Fat Biao is a good man. He lost his parents when he was young, and he might have been forced to become a bandit. When he was in the army, he fought very bravely. If he hadn't been so upright, he would have become a flag officer long ago." Wei Da was afraid that he would think too much, so he hurriedly explained.

"Okay, take some people to clean up this place. If there is anyone who is not dead, carry them back and find a doctor to check them out. We'll leave first. We'll talk to you when we come back if there is anything else." Zhang Ling waved his hand to indicate that he understood, and then took Daniu, Li Liulang and others back to the village.

Wangshan Village is brightly lit, with lights on in every household.

When Zhang Ling was almost home, he saw many villagers lighting torches and standing outside their yards holding farm tools.

Fusheng and the young and strong men also held guns and sticks, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Look, the young master and the others are back!" Cao Shuan had sharp eyes and saw Zhang Ling and the others from a distance, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice.

Hearing this, everyone stepped forward.

In the crowd, Xin'er was happily preparing to go over, but was overtaken by a delicate figure from the side.

Ye Qingmei rushed to Zhang Ling like a frightened little rabbit, grabbed his hand, and cried out in tears, "That's great, you're finally back, it's great."

Zhang Ling smiled and patted her hand gently to show that everything was fine, then greeted everyone one by one.

At this time, Zhang's mother also hurried out of the door. After a round of concerned inquiries, she left with the maids.

"Thank you all for your help. All the bandits have been wiped out. I'm sorry for causing you all to worry. Zhang Ling would like to thank you here!" Zhang Ling bowed to the ground and gave a long salute.

"It's good that you're okay, it's good that you're okay!" Elder Yang walked out of the crowd with the help of his son, helped him up, his face full of relief.

"Everyone, go home and rest early. We have to go to work tomorrow!" Elder Yang turned around and said to the villagers with a smile.

After everyone left, Zhang Ling's heart still couldn't calm down for a long time. It is said that "people are closer to their hometowns, and the moon is brighter in their hometowns", and at this moment he deeply understood it.

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Zhang Ling finally entered the house. Although the crisis was temporarily resolved, the other party would definitely not give up.

Zhang Ling waited in the front yard for a cup of tea before Wei Da and the others hurried back.

"Young master, the battle site has been cleaned up. I have asked someone to carry the four survivors to see a doctor. We killed a total of 31 bandits this time, and seized 26 broadswords, six iron sticks, five iron forks, and two sickles." Wei Da stepped forward and reported the results of the battle one by one.

"Well, except Hu Biao, the others are under strict supervision. Where are the bandit's bodies?" Zhang Ling nodded slightly and asked.

"We have brought them back and placed them on the open ground at the edge of the village. Should we bury them there or hand them over to the government?"

"Hand it over to the government! Daniu, go to the Yang clan's hometown and ask them to send someone to report to the county tomorrow. As for the bandits we captured, don't mention it. When reporting, just say that all the small groups of bandits have been wiped out." Zhang Ling gave an order, then turned around and gave instructions.

"Okay, Brother Ling, I'll go right away." Da Niu agreed and ran out of the yard.

"Everyone, you have worked hard. The kitchen is preparing supper. Eat something later and then go back to rest!" Seeing that everything had been explained almost completely, Zhang Ling put his hands behind his back and smiled at everyone.

"Okay, young master. There are temporary straw huts on the construction site. I'll let them all squeeze in there later." Wei Da said with a fist salute.

After explaining some trivial matters, Zhang Ling staggered back to his room.

It was very uncomfortable for his tense nerves to suddenly relax. He fell heavily on the bed as if he had collapsed, his hands still shaking uncontrollably.

It was the first time I killed someone, and it was a massacre. It would be a lie to say I wasn't scared. Zhang Ling lay on the bed for a long time before he calmed down a little.

"Boom boom boom..."

The knock on the door startled him. After coming to his senses, Zhang Ling immediately shouted, "Come in!"

"Young Master, why didn't you go to eat something?" Xin'er walked into the room with light steps and asked with concern.

"I'm not hungry, I'm just a little tired, so I wanted to come back and rest for a while!" Zhang Ling held his forehead and smiled awkwardly.

"Well, I heard that a few bandits were captured? There won't be any hidden dangers, right?" Xin'er asked hurriedly, worried.

"It should be fine. I'll ask Wei Da to send people to keep a close eye on it. I'll ask Daniu to go to the county government office tomorrow and add him to the slave status." Zhang Ling waved his hand, signaling her not to think too much.

"Well, young master, you have your own plans for these things. Since Wu Derong has called the bandits over, if no one reports back, he will definitely send more people to investigate, or directly call more bandits over. How do you plan to deal with this, young master?" Xin'er frowned and asked softly.

"This is exactly what I was worried about. Fortunately, I knew about it in advance today, so I caught the other party off guard. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous. But since Wu Derong has done it on the first day, he will definitely do it on the fifteenth. The only solution now is to buy more young and strong people, make more weapons, and take precautions before it happens." Zhang Ling nodded and then told him his plan.

"This is the first point. Simply defending will only keep you in a passive position forever. Bandits are all desperate criminals. We are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If you want to solve the problem once and for all, you have to start from the source."

"You mean, Wu Derong?" Zhang Ling asked thoughtfully.

"That's right. As the saying goes, the people should not fight against the officials. Even though Wu Derong has a large family and a great business, he is still a businessman on the surface. Merchants in the Dayi Dynasty are humble. If the government can put pressure on Huaiyin County, or report the matter, Wu Derong will surely restrain himself. Even if we can't eliminate the trouble in the future, we can buy time for you." Xin'er blinked her eyebrows, parted her teeth and spoke slowly.

"Ha, yes, Xin'er, you are so smart! Why didn't I think of it!" Zhang Ling was overjoyed when he heard that. He rubbed the other's head with his hand and said happily.

"Master! I'm not a child, why are you touching my head!" Xin'er blushed and pouted.

"Ahem, hehe, I wasn't paying attention for a moment, sorry, sorry! I will go to the county government office tomorrow to look for Zhou Yixing." Zhang Ling knew that he was being reckless and withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"Well, young master, have you thought of an excuse?" Xin'er didn't get angry. She sorted out her thoughts and continued to ask.

"The time for the provincial examination is running out. If I want Zhou Yixing to persuade his father, I must get a good result. Fortunately, the provincial examination only requires literary talent, and poetry is my forte. This is why the other party is so determined to befriend me. All I have to do now is explain the benefits and disadvantages." Zhang Ling supported his chin and stated slowly.

"Since the young master knows, I will not say any more. If there is anything unclear, you can discuss it with me. Xin'er will take her leave first." Xin'er bowed politely and went out.

"Xin'er!" Zhang Ling called her unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Xin'er wondered and turned back in confusion.

"Well, nothing, thank you!" Zhang Ling wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to start, so he could only express his gratitude.

Xin'er was slightly stunned, her eyes smiling like a crescent moon, and she didn't answer, but just closed the door casually.