After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

The young man closed the book, the anger between his brows becoming more intense.

"No, Jizhi, don't think about committing suicide. Before you commit suicide, think about me. We have been friends for so many years. Do you want to leave me alone in this world?"

Dongfang Mingjue was crying and snotting.

Dongfang Mingjue and Jiang Ji got to know each other simply because of a piece of cake. Dongfang Mingjue's family had fallen into poverty.

My father was a gambler. Not only did he not live up to his duty as an ordinary citizen, he also gambled away all the remaining family wealth.

When Dongfang Mingjue was living on the streets and was about to starve to death, he met Jiang Ji when he was only ten years old.

Jiang Ji gave him a piece of cake.

After that, Dongfang Mingjue kept following Jiang Ji.

At this time, Dongfang Mingjue spurted a big snot bubble onto Jiang Ji.

After receiving the unknown liquid from someone, Jiang Ji's face showed a hint of life.

"roll!"

"Okay, I'll get out of here right away."

Dongfang Mingjue laughed.

"No, I'm back again. The gate of Huang County is in front of me. After traveling for several days, I finally arrived at a proper county.

I'm going to sleep in the inn tonight! Jizhi, you like to sleep in a carriage, so you can sleep there and save money."

Dongfang Mingjue said with a smile.

As they were talking, the caravan arrived at Huang County.

The city wall of Huang County was raised a bit, and a large group of soldiers were patrolling at the city gate, checking the pedestrian and convoy traffic coming and going.

Tietou was promoted from the captain of a troop to a yamen runner in the county government.

Each county had a fixed quota of yamen runners, and local officials had no right to increase the number.

The Huangxian County government had a staff of seventy yamen runners.

Although there are only dozens of yamen runners in Huang County, it does not mean that there are only dozens of people responsible for public security.

Each yamen runner has fifty hangers-on under him.

This is the original number retained and the number achieved after the expansion.

Before, hangers-on were actually idle people in society who made a living by assisting yamen runners in maintaining public order.

The number of yamen runners in a county government is limited. After experiencing the refugee incident, Mu Qing realized the importance of armed force.

As Huang County continues to develop, it is bound to attract covetousness from all parties.

Due to the limit on the number of yamen runners, Mu Qing began to recruit a large number of hangers-on.

The treatment that Mu Qing gave to the hangers-on was actually equivalent to the salary that the yamen runners had received before, but of course he did not allow these hangers-on to be undisciplined.

Mu Qing stated his requirements when recruiting people. These hangers-on were to be developed into soldiers in his own army and receive the necessary training.

They were all handed over to the troops brought by Mu Qing. These troops entered the county government and became yamen runners. One yamen runner was in charge of about fifty hangers-on.

The seventy yamen runners were divided into two teams, and the head of one of the teams was Tietou.

Tietou was responsible for patrolling the city walls on a daily basis, and he also took on the job of checking passers-by during the day.

There are few horse-drawn carriages in Huang County. Tietou looked at the queued carriages with a scrutinizing look. Recently, many salt merchants have come to Huang County.

Tietou also didn't understand, with so much salt, why would these people risk being thrown into the mines by stealing the salt they bought from various places and selling it.

The price of salt in Huangxian is low, so many people have set their sights on this business and want to take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit from the price difference.

Mu Qing simply sent all these people to dig the newly developed iron mine.

There were many people selling salt, so Tietou had to wonder from time to time whether a certain carriage was loaded with salt, so he paid more attention to the carriage that looked good and seemed to be able to load a lot of salt.

Jiang Ji noticed the strong gazes outside the carriage, and he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

A pair of cold phoenix eyes opened slightly.

Tietou looked at the young man in front of him who was looking into his eyes.

Jiang Ji's fierce look flashed across his face.

Tietou always felt that this man's aura was somewhat familiar. Just as he arrived at the carriage where this man was sitting, Tietou put aside all distractions and began to work seriously.

"Everyone get down here immediately to be checked."

"All goods will be moved to the side and await inspection. After the inspection is completed and there are no illegal items entering the county, you can register your information on the right side of the queue before entering the county."

Tietou asked the bailiff to come forward.

Dongfang Mingjue glanced at Jiang Ji and curled his lips.

"No, how can a small yamen runner in Huang County have so much power? How come other counties can enter the county with just a document, but Huang County is full of troubles?"

"nothing."

Jiang Ji and others got off the carriage.

Only then did Tie Niu notice that the young man he had just looked at actually had no right limb.

Feeling the young man's outstanding aura, he felt a little regretful.

However, although it was a pity, Tietou's face showed no emotion at all.

Tietou looks fierce. If you randomly find a child meeting Tietou, the child will be scared to tears.

Now Tietou was standing majestically, staring at each item on the carriage, which directly frightened Dongfang Mingjue.

"Entry into Huang County is very strict, even this bailiff looks scary, how strange."

Jiang Ji did not respond to Dongfang Mingjue's words.

The carriage was filled with all kinds of luxurious fabrics and tea, and it quickly passed the inspection.

Everyone in the caravan registered their name, age, surname and origin.

As soon as Dongfang Mingjue got the certificate to enter the county, he went to the bustling area of ​​Huang County like a fish into the sea, leaving Jiang Ji alone in the inn.

Dongfang Mingjue and Jiang Ji traveled around for business and visited many places, including the prosperous Shengjing and poor fishing villages.

But when he arrived in Huangxian, he found that Huangxian was different from the places he had seen.

Very different.

The streets in Huang County are very wide, even wider than the official roads outside, but there are only a few shops.

The people here are even more different.

Dongfang Mingjue looked at the passers-by, whether they were children or the elderly, their faces were always filled with smiles.

It's amazing.

Everyone seemed to be full of hope for life. He had seen such vitality in the people who had experienced a bumper harvest.

The autumn harvest was not yet near, and Dongfang Mingjue was not sure where their joy came from.

Without figuring out what was going on, Dongfang Mingjue's eyes were focused on the two places with the heaviest smoke, one was a shop, and the other was a government notice board.

He is a businessman, so naturally he is more interested in the shops with large teams.

Dongfang Mingjue squeezed forward and quickly lined up in the shop with the words "Snowflake Salt" written on it.

It wasn't until he had been waiting in line for three quarters of an hour that it was his turn.

Dongfang Mingjue was not annoyed, but stared at the salt price marked on the board in the distance.

"Snowflake salt is ten cents a pound."

Wait, Dongfang Mingjue was about to step forward to ask, but the people behind him seemed to be used to it, and they spoke loudly while pushing Dongfang Mingjue:

"Buy salt quickly, people behind are waiting to buy."

The clerk saw people pushing and shoving, and said without surprise:

"Everyone, please don't push. We have plenty of salt today. Everyone can buy some."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clerk took two bags of salt and handed them to Dongfang Mingjue, smiling:

"Here is your salt, twenty cents in total. Welcome to come again next time."

After going through the whole process, the clerk became so skilled that it seemed like he had done it eight hundred times.

Dongfang Mingjue was pushed in and pushed out.

Dongfang Mingjue was a little confused.

Twenty cents were missing for unknown reasons, and two bags of salt were added for unknown reasons.