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Chapter 120 Harvesting a thousand acres of land lease!The second round of land annexation!

Inside the general's camp.

General Wei Xuan had a serious face, holding the document in his hand, and said solemnly:

"Qingzhou Independent Hundred General Jiang Chen, listen to the order!"

"You have repeatedly made military achievements and destroyed the national treasures of Loulan Town, so you are officially named the five hundred masters of Qingzhou. Reward a thousand acres of military land."

"I hope you will continue to work hard and make new achievements for our Qingzhou Army!"

Jiang Chen was full of joy, took the military order documents and land deeds with both hands, showed a grateful look, and cupped his hands to say thanks:
"Thank you, General, for your kindness."

Wei Xuan smiled, waved and said:
"Hurry up and put on the military officer's robe, and let me see, what kind of demeanor is the five hundred masters who have been promoted the fastest in our Qingzhou army?"

"As ordered!"

Under the guidance of the military judge, Jiang Chen quickly put on a light red military officer's robe, with a bronze seal of the lowest level on his waist.

at once.

Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he felt a faint but very familiar luck, which was blessed in the dark, but it was inconvenient to check at this time, so he pressed the button, and waited until he returned to his residence to see it carefully. Observe carefully.

Only with a seal can there be an order!
The imperial courts of all dynasties have attached great importance to seals. The common people are not allowed to make private seals, but as long as they have official status, they can have a private seal.

And if it has reached the seventh rank and above, it can have an official seal, and can issue relatively formal military or civilian orders with public power.

Five hundred masters is the real beginning of moving from a "soldier" to a "general". Let me ask: Which outstanding soldier doesn't want to be a general?
Many generals' personal soldiers in the camp stared at the bronze seal on Jiang Chen's waist with a bit of envy in their eyes.

But what they are jealous of is not a mere copper seal, but the potential and rights represented behind this seal. They all cheered:
"Master Jiang Wubai is mighty!"

Wei Xuan also praised:
"What a handsome military officer!"

Jiang Chen bowed his hands in thanks.

In addition, there is a full thousand acres of blank land deeds.

The military judge smiled and took out a rough map of Pingshou County from his arms:
"Master Jiang Wubai, have you ever thought about which piece of land you want?"

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth rose slightly, and he placed a few casually on the map, then cupped his hands and said:

"That's all."

The few fields he chose seemed random, but more than half of them were lands that had been cultivated by members of the Jiang surname in Chen Sheng Township.

It's just that within a township, the big family oppresses the small family, and the big family oppresses the small family. Year after year, day after day, the land in the hands of the Jiang family is decreasing.

Even other families, there are only a few dozen households left.

nowadays.

Jiang Chen has already made a fortune, so of course he wants to vent his anger on the former Jiang family members!

then.

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Baisui, the old head of the village, saw that Jiang Chen's affairs were settled, and finally opened his mouth, saying in a deep voice:
"General, I am also a fighting general in Qingzhou. A man was born in heaven and earth, so how can I spend so much time between pens and inkstones? I am here today to ask for an errand from the general."

Hear this.

Wei Xuan was stunned for a while, then said in surprise:

"Brother Baisui, you have been silent for a long time, do you want to train new recruits, or..."

Zhang Baisui clasped his fists together and smiled boldly: "The conquest of the Western Regions is a major event in today's world, how can I miss it?"

Wei Xuan was stunned, thought for a few breaths, and said:

"In the Qingzhou Army, there are fifteen school lieutenants, each commanding 2000 troops. This is a very big matter, and we need Hong Wu to return before we can decide."

The two old men of similar age looked at each other, then at Jiang Chen, who had made great achievements and promoted to five hundred lords at a young age, and suddenly they all sighed in unison.

This huge Qingzhou army is now dominated by young people...

Wei Xuan was a little sad, shook his head, and suddenly sent a secret voice:
"The old man is like the sunset, and the young man is like the rising sun; the old man is like a barren cow, and the young man is like a tiger; the old man is like a monk, and the young man is like a chivalrous man.

Brother Baisui, the fate between Hong Wu and I may be just like that between you and Jiang Chen. Wouldn't it be a good thing to protect this kid and help the younger generation grow into a pillar of the Qingzhou Army? "

Zhang Baisui smiled, and responded in a secret voice:
"With this kid's talent and talent, maybe he will be able to protect us old bones in a few years."

The two smiled at each other.

Back then, Wei Xuan failed to be promoted to Martial Saint, and once he became a useless person, he wholeheartedly assisted Hong Wu who was still a young man, with martial arts, secret techniques, rituals, elixir, and even gave away his life-saving artifact, the fierce bow.

It was under Wei Xuan's protection and teaching that Hong Wu passed all the way and was promoted rapidly. He was only in his forties, and he was in charge of the military power of a state. In turn, he protected his division commander from wind and rain.

For decades, the torch has been passed down from master to apprentice, and it has already become a good story in the eyes of Qingzhou people.

And this moment.

Jiang Chen couldn't hear the secret voice of the two, and was stared at by the general and the veteran captain for a long time. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, and smiled embarrassingly:

"General, old village head, can Jiang Chen resign first?"

heard.

Wei Xuan thought for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "Don't rush away, there is a good job that I want to entrust to you to do."

Jiang Chen clasped his fists immediately:

"Please command the general."

Wei Xuan took out a blue wooden sign from his bosom, threw it into Jiang Chen's hand, and said with a smile:
"Imperial envoys from the imperial court are coming soon, and among them is the second round of rewards after you donate flour. I heard that there seems to be a farm official who is very interested in you and wants to have a chat with you.

You go to the school grounds, lead five hundred Qingzhou soldiers, and escort the imperial envoy to the camp. "

"The last will obey."

Jiang Chen took the cyan wooden sign, retired and walked out of the general's tent. He couldn't help but heaved a long sigh of relief, and then strode towards the school grounds. He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of rewards would the court give?
…………

school field.

More than [-] Qingzhou recruits have completed basic training and teaching, and most of the recruits have been sent to the school lieutenants who have suffered heavy losses.

Feng Lebin was also successfully promoted to five hundred masters, and came to apply for the quota, thinking to himself:

"If we can bring five hundred new recruits back to Dongli City, my No. 18 Battalion can recover a bit of vitality..."

Zhang Longxiang's two thousand Qingzhou soldiers, in the past few years, few people mentioned the term "Eighteen Battalions", and most of them were proud of following the legendary captain.

But as Zhang Longxiang disappeared for nearly two months, Zhang Ying was seriously injured, and his personal influence gradually dissipated, Feng Lebin and others unconsciously talked about the "Eighteen Battalion".

pity.

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

Feng Lebin stared coldly at Feng Quan, the military judge opposite, and said angrily:

"I'm already five hundred lords, and there are only a thousand soldiers left in Dongli City, which is nearly half of the vacancies. Why are you not allowed to apply for recruits?"

Feng Quan's eyes were full of bone-chilling coldness:
"The shortfall is nearly half, so you have the nerve to say so!"

"Fifteen lieutenants in the army, who can kill thousands of Qingzhou soldiers like your lieutenant Zhang? Has his previous skills been fed to dogs?"

Feng Lebin was stunned for a long while, and felt distressed for a while.

(End of this chapter)