open sea

Chapter 1463 Thief
The wind is very cool.

Fei Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the Raksha State Chariot Wall not far away.

He sniffed, spat out the Siberian three-haired grass that was in his mouth for feeding livestock, and tightly grasped the four-foot square-edged steel mace that was half a man's height on the ground.

It was next to the Qianjin Frangji who he followed all the way from Yili.

He is an imperial artillery porter.

It was a nice way of saying that he had a criminal record.

Steal the rails.

The ordinary people in Bansheng have had a hard time these years, just like Fei Yu's family.

In the early years, he was hit by a disaster, the head of the family died of illness, the frontier army continued to hook the army, and the local taxes only increased, and finally his widowed mother took him and his two brothers over the side wall to the mouth.

In those days, the pure land white lotus was widely spread among the common people. Everyone knew that Zhao Quan made decisions for the Han people.

In fact, Fei Yu didn't pay much tax to the court at all, but he just felt that paying tax was not good from his senses.

Who would have thought that this year would change so fast, just a few years after Taiping, Zhao Quan was sent to the side wall by I Da and beheaded; not a few years later, I Da also died.

They don't have to pay taxes, but they have to take good things to San Niangzi and Huangtai Jilalike to send to Guihua City. They finally escaped from the side wall, and it turned out that there was a tiger's mouth outside the side wall, not to mention... Later, the side wall also belonged to Daming.

In Bansheng, he not only has to serve those tribal adults, but also pays taxes to the emperor.

He worked so hard and escaped death, just to escape from the border, but the border came towards him with big strides.

No reason.

People said that the north was calling for workers, Fei Yu wanted to go, and his friends encouraged him to go, saying that he was strong enough, and he would definitely earn three people's wages when he arrived in the north. The wages of the two of them are not enough for drinking.

But the two younger brothers didn't want to scare others by looking like that. They were worried that they would leave their mother and their family members would be bullied outside.

In fact, Fei Yu just looks scary. He has been strong and energetic since he was a child.

He has never practiced martial arts.

Because my mother was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his strength and beat people to death, so she never let him fight with people since he was a child, and he would not quarrel with people if he was stupid.

The most angry time was when the leader of the small tribe under Lalik wanted to rob him of his cattle, but he refused to give it.

Others laughed at him, and the companion with the knife in the two tribes should take his cow and leave.

There was nothing he could do, he dragged the cow back into the yard by its hind legs, dragged down even his two leading cow companions, and the old cow mooed in pain, scaring some people away.

If it weren't for the Long Live Army's decision in Guihua City at that time, there would be no good fruit for him.

Others said that this kind of physical strength is the talent of the ancient fierce general, and it is a grievance to be born to him.

Later, railroad tracks were paved on the grassland, built with water and stones into the ground, with big logs nailed on them, and big iron bars nailed to the logs, and rumbling monsters ran over at every turn.

In fact, this matter is not a big deal outside the mouth, and the people in Bansheng don't know what those long iron blocks on the ground are for.

Although I don't know what it's useful for, everyone wants to steal it. Such a big iron bar is always useful for pulling home.

Everyone wanted to steal, everyone wanted to, and so did Fei Yu.

But not everyone dares to do it.

Fei Yu did it, doing it simply, beautifully, and stupidly.

At night, he carried the sledgehammer of the gravel from the mine and carried a basket of thick hemp rope to the railway. Smashing the cement was as easy as smashing rocks in the mine of Guihua City.

The wooden bars inside would break if pulled by hand, and the wooden rails would also be smashed, and the iron nails that fixed the rails would only take a few hammers for him.

The two rails were easily removed, but something went wrong during the transportation.

The problem was not that big, but the rails were too long. It was okay to carry the weight of the Zhanglong rails, but he lost his balance and fell over after he couldn't walk a few steps, not to mention that he wanted to unload a few more rails and take them away.

He is a smart man, and he had anticipated this, so he brought hemp rope, tied two ends, tied it to himself, and dragged it all the way home like a mule pulling a carriage.

Originally, he wanted to dig a hole in his own land and bury it, but the sky was white at the gate of the courtyard, so he sat by the well and nodded tiredly, and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, a few officials were sitting in the yard. I saw him waking up and laughing, and you patted his arms around him, and I squeezed his shoulders. and back to keep him still.

The official said that he was lucky. Hundreds of households guarding the road were training along the way in the early morning. They found that a section of the track was missing, so they stopped the road at the previous station, and no one was killed.

If someone is dead, the court will let him take his life.

The railroad track was not sold, but he was only asked to drag it back the same way, so that his house would not need to lose money.

But the officials also said that he doesn't need to pay for the money, but the emperor's grandpa made arrangements for him, and told him not to move. What a pity.

As for how these officials came here... They found that the railroad track was gone, and there were no horseshoe or cow hoof marks around them, but a row of deep footprints and plowing marks that were almost as wide as the railroad track.

He walked all the way to his house along the plowed soil on the grassland. The railroad track was at the gate of the courtyard. All worn out.

There are both lost property and criminals, and few cases of lost railroad tracks are so easy to solve.

Later, he was asked to choose, either to become a banker, and to do this for the rest of his life. The monthly silver is nine renminbi, and the board and lodging are all on Qinglong. He has six days off a month and can go home.

Or go to be an artilleryman and transport artillery with the Western Expeditionary Force. Maybe it will not be possible to go home for three to five years without seeing my mother, or I will lose my life on the battlefield.

There is no need to choose such a comparison, and you must be a brakeman.

The old lady said that he was a Han Chinese, and even if he went out to ask for a living, he couldn't have sex with a Tartar woman. He didn't expect to marry him in this life, so he just thought that he could provide for his old mother until the end of his life, which was not in vain.

Brake workers don’t have to worry about food and housing, can save ten taels of silver a year, can take time to go home every month to see their mothers, and don’t have to pay the landlord or the emperor taxes. There is nothing more satisfying.

They were all going to the newly built coal station in Jining to get on the bus, but they were stopped by the military master Wang Yue from the firearms shop at the exit of Jining. After hearing about him, he strongly recommended him to be an artillery transporter with the Western Expeditionary Force.

For this reason, Wang Yue, who sold firearms, scolded the escort who escorted him, and wrote a letter to Qianhu, who was in charge of the matter in Guihua City, and then let the officials in charge of the brake households release him.

Wang Yue told him: Follow the Western Expedition, your two arms can kill thieves, perform meritorious service, be promoted, and honor your ancestors.

After being promoted, you must stay in the local area, and you can stay wherever you are promoted. At that time, not only will you not have to pay taxes, but you will also be able to collect taxes from others.

Collect other people's taxes?

Fei Yu never thought that he could still collect other people's taxes, so now he is wearing the cotton armor of the Beiyang Army and standing at the forefront of the battle, standing with the artillery that he traveled all the way.

He has never practiced martial arts, but he only learned the two-handed and three-legged cat fighting technique on the road. The general who led the army said that he didn't have much chance to survive, so even if he was lucky, he only had one chance to make a move.

So the goal is clear.

Fei Yu stretched out the cotton jacket that made him somewhat impenetrable, and took a deep breath—using this steel mace in his hand, he smashed thousands of stones like Guihua City mines, When the position was attacked, the flesh and bones inside some plate armor were smashed.

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)