Chapter 11 Discovery of hematite

Two horses move forward slowly.

These are two tall horses with shiny hair all over their bodies. The thick nostrils hiss hiss from time to time. The four hooves firmly stepped on the ground and pulled the carriage behind.

Two horses and one car, the car is also very grand. All of them are made of willow wood, carved with beautiful patterns, and the roof of the car is a small flag, flying in the wind.

On the wheel, there is a big man sitting, waving a long whip in his hand.

Behind the carriage, seven or eight middle-aged men were followed, wearing ordinary robes, but the ferocity in their eyes made people never dare to look at them for the second time. Some are wearing waist knives, and some are wearing bows and arrows.

It's not like a family, it's just a small army.

Turning around the corner, suddenly, "Wow." The big man on the wheel tightened the reins and stopped the horse from going forward.

"Feng Qi, why don't you go?"

"Sir, there is a body on the road ahead."

"It's really disappointing. How can I meet a dead person when I go out?" With the words of dissatisfaction, the curtain of the carriage was raised, and an old man with a nod look walked out of the carriage.

This person looks about 40 years old, with a thin figure, a thin face and dark hair. A pair of triangular eyes, a thin beard under the jaw, wearing a well-textured robe and a melonskin hat on the head.

"Sir, you're out." Feng Qi said respectfully and quickly put down the small pedal of the carriage.

Master Liu, Liu Ziren, is the big landlord of Dingxi. He has a thousand mu of fertile land under his name. His family courtyard is deep, and his wives and concubines are in groups.

Jiangnan has always been the main grain-producing area, with high grain income. However, in recent years, there have been a series of famines. Since the Yellow River flooded ten years ago, hundreds of thousands of people along the coast were said to be refugees. It was not until last year that the prime minister organized people to repair the river. However, when the farmers were repairing the river, they actually dug out a stone man with one eye, and the back was engraved with the stone man with one eye, provoking the Yellow River in the world. Han Shantong and Liu Futong rebelped.

The Huaihe River Basin here has experienced serious plagues and droughts. Many tenant farmers have decreased, and the land rent cannot be collected. Some farmers also ran to the rebel army.

This has nothing to do with yourself. As long as you plant your own land, you have to pay rent for yourself. This is a natural thing. This time, I went back to Dingxi from Xinghua City to collect rent. Don't pay the rent? Then take your daughter and wife to pay off the debt.

If it is better, leave it for yourself. If it is ugly, sell it directly to other landlords in Xinghua City.

Therefore, I specially brought all the family members in my family. With this team, which tenant dares not to pay the rent obediently?

Liu Ziren got out of the car and took a look from afar. He was wearing an official's coat. The bows and arrows and knives around his waist were still there. Obviously, he was sent by the government. Why was he killed here?

Did the rebels come here?

"Go up and have a look." Liu Ziren and Feng Qi said.

"Yes, my lord." Feng Qi followed Liu Ziren. Over the years, he had done everything, collecting rent, beating people, robbing people, and even killing people. Naturally, he was not afraid of a corpse. He is a loyal running dog of Liu Ziren.

Walking forward, the body had countless small holes all over its body, and it was still oozing blood. Above its neck, there was a large pool of blood, and its head had flown to one side.

He kicked his head, turned over, and opened his eyes angrily. Obviously, he couldn't close his eyes.

Feng Qi was shocked. He knew this person himself. He was Qiu Yi of Baiju Salt Farm!

"Sir, it's Qiu Yi." Feng Qi came over and said.

Qiu Yi? Qiu Yi of Baiju Salt Farm? Liu Ziren was also surprised that he was a Mongolian.

I know Qiu Yi himself. He is usually a brave man. He is skilled in martial arts, especially pulling bows and archery. He has always been shot in vain. Ordinary people are not opponents at all. How can he be killed here?

"Sir, the blood hasn't dried yet. It seems that people haven't gone far yet. Shall we?" Feng Qi said.

"Forget it, let Liuzi go back to Xinghua to report a letter, and let those officials deal with it. Those who can kill Qiu Yi must be good at it. If you go, you may suffer losses." Liu Ziren said.

Joke, those officials, all like smiling tigers, only know how to fish for money from their own pockets. They don't know how to accept their filial piety, but they procrastinate when they start doing things. These men support themselves and sell their lives. If there is an accident, they will definitely not get any compensation. I won't do anything to lose money, Mr. Liu.

"Six sons, go back and report a letter to the county master."

(The governors of all prefectures and counties in the Yuan Dynasty called Dalu Huachi, which was too eloperable, so they were commonly called the county master, and the state government was good.)

"Yes." One of the big men turned his head and walked along the way.

"Let's go around and continue to collect the rent." Liu Ziren said and got into the carriage.

"Drive!" Feng Qi pulled the reins and waved the whip. Drive around the body and move forward as if nothing had happened.

In the woods, several people took a breath.

It's so close!

If those big men enter the woods, they will have no weapons, they will run out of gunpowder, and they will be in danger at that time.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt a soft feeling in the palm of his hand and looked down.

"I'm sorry." I don't know when my hand and Liu Ruohan's hand were held together.

Liu Ruohan's face also turned red and he let go, but the palm of his hand was still warm.

When he ran into the woods just now, Zhang Yang was worried that Liu Ruohan could not run fast and didn't think too much. He took her hand and ran into the woods.

The two looked at each other and saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes. Unconsciously, the two have a feeling of life and death.

Do you really like Ruohan?

Brother Shicheng, you helped me avenge. From then on, Ruohan is willing to accompany you from all over the earth.

"Brother, what is this?" A voice interrupted the longing of the two people.

Zhang Yang looked down, holding a black waist card in Shixin's hand, swaying around.

"Pass the waist card?" Zhang Yang recognized it.

This waist card was naturally followed by Shi Xin from Qiu Yi just now. The waist knife was not allowed to be taken, but Shi Xin refused to let it go and pulled off the waist card hanging on the belt.

With the waist card, if you go to various places to sell refined salt in the future, you don't have to worry about being closely inspected by the gate guards, and you don't have to use official salt as a cover. You can wear your own special coat, stuffed with salt bags, light up the waist card, and you can swagger in.

"Where are these bamboo tubes?" Li Bosheng asked.

Zhang Yang took over and took a look. This time, in order to achieve better results, there was a little too much gunpowder. One of the bamboo tubes had a deep crack, and it was obvious that it could no longer be used.

Zhang Yang frowned deeply. The strength of bamboo is too low. It can only be used as a musket for a while. If you want to protect yourself in this troubled world, you can't do without a suitable weapon.

Suddenly, his eyes stayed in Li Bosheng's palm, where he held a dark red stone.

"What's that in your hand?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Just now, I ran and kicked a stone and tripped. I saw that the color of this stone is very strange. It should be an ochre. When I go back, I can try to refine something. As you know, I prefer alchemy..."

Zhang Yang held it in his hand and observed it carefully.

This stone, with a sly surface, is covered with cherry-red streaks. The luster is a little dim, but the dark red color has attracted all Zhang Yang's attention.

Isn't this hematite?

"It's the same underground here." Liu Ruohan bent down to pick up a stone on the ground, exactly the same color.

"Brother Shicheng, is there anything special about this stone?"

Of course, I have. With this stone, I can refine iron. With iron, I can make a gun. With a gun, I have the ability to protect myself in this troubled world. Maybe I will make a big job.

"Haha..." Zhang Yang suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and countless birds flew in the woods.