"I can ride a horse!" The sand man looked at his arms and sighed. Although he had big bones, there was meat hanging on the bones and he was barely alive.

This general is right, he is still too weak.

"There are many people who want to lead my horse and stir the pedals for me, but you are not qualified yet." Jiang Wulang said with a smile. He was a general of Da Qi and a minister of the Ministry of War.

To lead Jiang Wulang's horse, he is indeed not qualified as an ordinary soldier.

The sand man's face looked extremely disappointed. After finally waiting for such an opportunity, he was unwilling to die on his knees. Even if he died standing, it would be better than dying cowardly.

Jiang Wulang suddenly said: "Give him a horse and send it to the capital. Aren't you training new troops recently? Go there and gain weight. If he grows up quickly, he might be able to catch up with the war."

Sandman's expression changed from disappointment to ecstasy! His hands were shaking back and forth, trying to say something but nothing came out.

Jiang Wulang continued to move forward with his soldiers. When they passed the stone courtyard wall, the guards were eager to rush into the courtyard.

However, they still did not wait for Jiang Wulang's military order.

"General Chiang! They actually dare to attack the general. A certain general asked for orders to rush into the house here!" a guard suddenly shouted loudly.

These guards didn't say much. They raised their iron guns and pointed at the house with red bricks and green tiles. Their meaning was self-evident.

Jiang Wulang stretched out his hand to stop the soldiers' movements and walked forward on his own.

He Anyi curled his lips, spat at the red brick house, and said viciously: "I've given you an advantage."

Jiang Wulang saw He Anyi's appearance and said with a smile: "No, his hunting arrow is weak and weak, how can it penetrate the armor? It's not important to rebel against the Han and lackeys. Business is more important."

"Remember, the Shasha people of Qi'er Village in Anyi Prefecture cut their braids and enlisted in the army. The hearts of the people of Anyi Prefecture can be used." Jiang Wulang continued to ride forward.

The main purpose of his trip was to conduct investigation. Why was he wasting his time in such a land owned by village landlords?

There are people like Shazi people in the villages of Anyi Prefecture. What’s the point of not being able to use people’s support?

The reason why he wanted to enter the village was to see if the people's hearts and minds among the rebels against the Han were still there.

At the beginning, the bureaucratic landlords in the east were extremely cruel in their oppression of Anyi Prefecture and other places, otherwise the rebels would not have taken advantage of the situation to raise troops.

The people of Anyi Prefecture are grateful to the Qin family, but now the Qin family is different from before. Since Qin and Hanqing became emperor, in order to maintain sufficient military strength, today's rebels have oppressed the people more than anything, and the rebels have done more.

The Han people gradually began to lose their popular support.

This discovery was also an important point in the war against the Han rebels.

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"Amitabha, what the donor means is to build a temple for the poor monk? As long as the poor monk and Qixi follow the donor?"

Qi Ku's eyes widened involuntarily.

And such good things?

If there wasn't any conspiracy hidden in this, wouldn't it be just a case of being taken advantage of!

"No, no, Qixi doesn't need to follow him. He stays in Sixiang City and goes to the imperial school. It would be a pity not to study at this age." Luo Xingchen took a sip of tea.

In the past two days, people were sent to find the head of Qingcheng Sect. Luo Xingchen took the opportunity to meet Master Qiku and put forward his request.

"Donor, Qixi is young and has never been away from the poor monk since he was a child... This..." Qi Ku had a troubled expression on his face.

"The monthly salary is eighty taels of silver!" Luo Xingchen raised the price.

"Donor, you are right. Qixi really needs to study. If you want to be a great monk, you can't do it without studying. The poor monk is too busy and neglects to guide and discipline him. The benefactor arranges the teachings. The poor monk is deeply honored."

A solemn expression immediately appeared on Qi Ku's face, as if "I don't love money" was written in big words on his face. However, his change speed was too fast, and the traces of his performance were a bit too strong.

"So, Master Qiku has agreed, so let's put a pledge on this contract."

Luo Xingchen quickly took out two contracts, with the terms written in black and white on white paper. In addition, the ink pads and brushes for sealing were all ready.

"The contents of the two contracts are the same. They are made in duplicate, one for each of us." Luo Xingchen explained.

Master Qi Ku picked up the contract and read it carefully.

He has been around for so many years. Apart from other things, in terms of experience, he has absolutely no problem.

There are traps buried in the contract. Many businessmen do this kind of thing. This is the first time Master Qiku has met Luo Xingchen, so why isn't he worried that there is something fishy in it?

From beginning to end, after reading every detail, Master Qiku breathed a sigh of relief.

There is nothing wrong with this contract, the rights and obligations are clearly written, and even the key point, the payment, can be filled in on the spot.

Originally, he was thinking, how could such a good thing happen?

He still had a skeptical attitude in his heart, but it was different now. Now he no longer doubted it.

Picking up the brush, Master Qiku wrote his name on the contract, and then pressed his finger on the ink pad.

I pressed it hard a few times to confirm that my fingers were covered with red dye.

Then, he pressed his fingerprint on the bottom of the contract.

Press both parts.

"Amitabha, the donor, and the poor monk have signed it." Master Qi Ku put his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name, with a somewhat solemn expression on his face.

Luo Xingchen smiled. He picked up a pen and wrote eighty taels of monthly salary on the contract salary. This amount of money was quite a lot, and it was comparable to the treatment of a ninth-grade official.

But it's worth it!

On the one hand, the little monk Qixi has great potential. After being taught well, he may grow into a real engineering master in the future.

On the other hand, Master Qi Ku is an unusual person. He seems to be a little greedy for money, but in fact he is very mysterious.

If nothing else, let’s just say that Master Qi Ku’s martial arts skills are extraordinary.

In such a cold weather, he only wore a single coat and a cassock and came down from the mountain. He had not seen any change of clothes in the past few days. He could bear it. This was not something ordinary people could do.

This is the internal strength that has been cultivated to a high level and can withstand the cold.

In comparison, Qixi was young and had not practiced the internal skills of breathing very well, so she only wore many layers of clothes to keep warm.

"Donor, the contract is fulfilled, and the poor monk will be on your side to protect your safety." Master Qi Ku said seriously.

One good thing about him is that he uses money to do things.

Once you get the money, you will do your best to do the job, without any ambiguity, every detail will be done, and you will be sure to satisfy your customers.

He once helped people in the village at the foot of the mountain, and his reputation was very good. Everyone who asked him to help people praised him. Of course, no one was willing to do anything because it meant the death of a family member.
Chapter completed!