Of the two hundred defenders of the salt works, more than forty were killed, one hundred and thirty-seven were taken prisoner, and the rest fled.
The whereabouts of the more than 100 captives were thought of on the Zhusheng Road.
"Leave fifty to repair the houses, and repair the houses that are burned down in the city.
The rest rushed to Gaojiabao to repair the stockade.
Give them food to eat, and they will be half full. ” "Great goodness."
Fan Shen praised.
In this way, the young and strong laborers of Gaojiabao were liberated.
There is one more city in Zhusheng's hands, and the personnel must be redeployed.
And the subordinate officials of Pengcheng also had casualties and needed to be made up.
Zhusheng transferred Ling Niang and Ah Cheng over.
Let the prime minister take care of the affairs of the fort, and Ah Niu will control the fort soldiers and manage the prisoners.
Ah Cheng took the post of city patrol in Pengcheng and was in charge of the security of the city.
Ling Niang followed Fan Shen to assist him in handling official affairs.
It's okay to have a name or not, but Zhusheng officially let her take on the name of a clerk.
The clerk has no quality and no rank, and it is not a public office at all, but only a person hired by the city guard.
But there had never been a female clerk before.
Naturally, some people among the subordinate officials were disagreeable.
But even if you want to object, look at the city guards who are good at killing with long knives, bright eyes and bright teeth, goose-necked and slender waists, and they are getting older, and they are no longer the appearance of flat girls, and there are no female characteristics on their bodies.
That's it, there are female city guards, is it still rare for female city guards to be beautiful and beautiful, and a group of men gather around her to discuss things, and they always feel a little awkward.
It seems better to have an extra woman to accompany her.
Pengcheng set a precedent for women to hold office.
The collapse of all established rules begins with a small compromise.
Takesheng is young and a woman.
Fan Shen said "Young Master" and set a mysterious character for her.
Not long after, the people were already rumoring that Zhusheng was a princess of a dead country, and spontaneously perfected the sad and poignant background story for her.
The subordinate officials of Pengcheng originally thought that at Zhusheng's age, the real person in charge would be Fan Shen, and Zhusheng was just a puppet pushed out by Fan Shen, a sharp knife in his hand.
Unexpectedly, after a period of time, everyone was surprised to find that Fan Shen was really just making suggestions for Zhusheng, picking up the gaps, and properly implementing the established decisions.
And these decisions, the person who really made the decision, was really a young woman named Zhusheng.
Zhusheng decides the direction, and Fan Shen controls the overall situation.
Ah Cheng is conscientious and conscientious, and manages the security of a city so that it does not say that it is not closed at night, and it is almost the same.
Ling Niang's wisdom, Xiao is like her father, she follows Zhusheng and Fan Shen, and grows rapidly.
The careful thoughts of the subordinate officials can't escape her eyes, and the various word games they play in the documents can always be easily recognized by her.
There is also a seven knife, he is still young, he is always with Zhusheng when he needs it, and when Zhusheng does not need it, he practices hard and does not receive any real job.
But he became famous in the first battle, and the soldiers of Gaojiabao had long been afraid of him, and the defenders of Pengcheng also obeyed him.
He is a real knife, and wherever Takesheng's gaze is pointed, his blade is pointed.
When the subordinate officials realized that these young men were not nepotism and random placements by the city guards, but were really able to do things, the summer grain had been harvested and put into storage, and they had once again entered the period of agricultural slack, and the reserve had begun to train.
The entire Pengcheng has been firmly in the hands of Zhusheng.
The people of Pengcheng have lived a stable life from the beginning, no matter who is sitting on their heads, as long as they can give them this kind of stability, they will recognize her.
What's more, the people who hold the knife in Pengcheng all recognize Zhusheng.
No matter how careful the subordinate officials are, they can't make waves.
Although Pengcheng is small, it is like an iron bucket.
With strong prisoners of war to serve in labor, the new village of Gaojiabao was quickly erected.
During this period, several groups of people also passed by and sent scouts to spy on them.
Both Gaojiabao and Pengcheng closed their gates, and the sharp arrows on the walls flashed with cold light.
A small city, a small dock fort.
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Weighing the ratio between the possible cost of attacking and the possible gain, those men turned their horses away.
Not cost-effective.
There are always a lot of things, even though Zhusheng has lost a lot of work to Fan Shen, he is still very busy every day.
Especially the Pengcheng garrison and the newly pulled out 1,000 reserves, she can throw political affairs to Fan Shen, but the military is not successful.
She could only come in person.
Fan Shen also preferred her to grasp the military power more tightly.
Pengcheng is different from Gaojiabao, Gaojiabao has few people, good management, and people's hearts.
The villagers that Zhusheng rescued at the beginning were the most loyal to her.
They are locals, and it is much more convenient for them to coordinate many things.
When the weather turned colder, Zhusheng gave seven knives, two carts of grain and thirty people.
"I can't give you more."
She said, "Go to the place where the war is going on, and don't go too deep.
Let those who have been displaced know that Pengcheng is a place where they can be sheltered. ” "Let them come willingly," she stressed. ” Seven Swords was given such a task, and his eyes lit up with excitement.
"Sister," he assured, "I won't let you down" Qidao is thirteen years old, and his body has been conditioned and trained by Takesheng to be very healthy.
He was half a head taller than a child of his age, and as tall as a seventeen-year-old Zhusheng.
He wasn't as lean as a boy monkey of his age, he had a much stronger physique, and he had bee-waisted ape arms.
Looking at his shining eyes, Zhusheng suddenly softened.
Was she being too him, she couldn't help but wonder.
She was much more strict with him than with anyone else.
After practicing every day, his body is always bruised, not that Zhusheng intentionally abused him, she just showed no mercy to her subordinates.
She would grab Ah Cheng and let him press him to study, and grab Fan Shen and let him tell him the truth of being a man.
Her attitude towards him was as if he was going to go down the wrong path every minute if he didn't exhaust his energy for a day.
And she herself is always cold to him.
She didn't say much to him, it was often orders.
He was originally a child who could speak well and give eloquence, but under her suppression, he gradually became silent and spoke less.
She knew that his origin could not be chosen, and she knew that she had no reason to kill him.
But she knew this, but she still couldn't restrain her alienation and coldness towards him.
She also has her own hatred and anger.
Those hatreds were buried deep in her heart, but she never forgot them.
In the mortal realm, she meets people who are bullies like her enemies.
He killed them without mercy, because of the evil he had done, but not because of the anger of his heart In fact, she has always been the same as Qing Niang, and she thinks that Qidao will grow into such a person sooner or later.
She had been waiting, waiting for Seven Knives to show that sign before she could kill him.
Seven Swords followed her like a shadow, as if he had lost his ability to think, and only obeyed her orders.
If she tells him to kill him, he will kill, and if she tells him to stop, he will stop.
In fact, Zhusheng has never forgotten the appearance of the young man fighting bloodily at the gate of the city guard mansion during the battle of Pengcheng.
He fell to the ground, dying.
When she crouched down close to him, his eyes were so bright.
As if to say, sister, look at me, you look at me She has raised children and knows their habits well.
The first time the kids fastened their buttons, the first time they picked up the cutlery, or whatever new results they made for the first time, they would shout excitedly: "Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me."
At that time, Zhusheng didn't dare to look at him more because of this.
But when she looked at his bright eyes at this time, she finally relented.
Seven knives are keenly able to capture the soft warmth of Takesheng's eyes.
That kind of softness has never been available in Zhusheng only when looking at Ling Niang Acheng.
With compassion, with love, with encouragement of "don't be afraid, I'll stand behind you."
It was something that Seven Blades had longed for for a long time.
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He finally got it, but he was at a loss.
Zhu Sheng sighed in his heart.
For the first time, he said to him in a soft voice: "It's all on the side, safety first."
Come back safely. ” The young man's tears almost burst out of his eyes.
After the seven knives left, Zhusheng finally had a fairly free time.
She said to Ling Niang: "I'm going to try to see how long I can last once I practice."
If it's all right, don't call me.
If there is something in the city, you can call me at any time. ” Ling Niang agreed.
Just like when she was in Gaojiabao, Ling Niang still lived in the same courtyard as Zhusheng.
The city guards a lonely family, without a wife and children.
The yard where he lived was cleaned up slightly, and Zhusheng moved in.
Because he wants to bathe in the morning sun and the setting sun, Zhusheng does not close the window when he meditates, so that Ling Niang can also see her through the window.
From the sunrise to the sunset on the first day, Zhusheng sat cross-legged and did not move.
Ling Niang just kept looking.
On the second day, Ling Niang couldn't help but be speechless.
On the third day, the lady was already a little uneasy.
On the fourth day, even Fan Shen asked several times.
Ling Niang came back to take a look before lunch.
I don't know if the midday sun is too bright, but I always feel that the inside of Zhusheng's room is extraordinarily bright.
Ling Niang glanced into the window, as if she saw a white flame burning around Zhusheng's body.
She was stunned for a moment, rubbed her eyes, and saw that the room was not so bright again, and there was no white flame.
She looked up, and a large cloud was just obscuring the sun.
After Zhusheng confessed to Ling Niang, he returned to his room and began to meditate.
She felt that she had just entered that comfortable state like being immersed in warm water, and she was awakened by Ling Niang.
"Zhusheng Zhusheng" Ling Niang leaned at the window and looked at her worriedly, "You wake up, you, are you okay?"
Takebu opened his eyes.
"What's wrong," she asked, "there's something going on in the city."
"All right, all well."
Ling Niang said.
Zhu Shengqi said: "What do you call me to do if you have nothing to do?"
Ling Niang hesitated for a moment and said, "Father said that if you don't eat or drink for more than seven days, you will die. ” "Today is the seventh day, you, are you okay" gd1806102: