Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

Chu Minyu took the banknote and scratched his head with joy.

"It's more cost-effective to work for you, eldest sister. I only worked for one month and earned 2000 taels, which is equivalent to my two years' salary.

Otherwise, should I ask my father to transfer me to Ganzhou? "

Chu Tianjiao smiled and shook his head: "This is absolutely impossible. If you come to Ganzhou again, Your Majesty will suspect that our Chu family wants to rebel in Ganzhou.

You should just stay in Shangjing honestly!

When Xirong becomes dishonest again next year, it will be your turn to bring troops to reinforce them. "

That night, the brother and sister returned to the State Shepherd's Mansion and had a reunion dinner with Chu Qingyan.

Chu Qingyan was reluctant to return to Beijing. Although they were all relatives in Liyanghou Mansion, they were separated by several generations. She felt more comfortable only with Chu Tianjiao.

Unfortunately, Madam Chu had already sent a letter to reprimand Chu Qingyan for sneaking out with Chu Tianjiao.

In the eyes of the world, she is still a little baby less than four years old. No matter what, she must go home and admit her mistake.

In this regard, Chu Tianjiao was also helpless.

The next day, Chu Minyu left Ganzhou with Chu Qingyan.

Chu Tianjiao spent the Spring Festival at Ganzhou Camp.

After the morning drill, she ordered the entire army to rest for a day.

Five hundred sheep were driven into the kitchens of each camp yesterday, and today the whole army eats mutton dumplings together.

Xiao Qi was the deputy general sent by Chu Yan to assist Chu Tianjiao in managing the Ganzhou camp.

This general, who had been on the border for ten years, was guarding the kitchen making dumplings. As soon as he had made dozens of dumplings, he put them out of the pot. Before they were cooked, he picked them up and ate a bowl.

After appeasing his hunger, he walked into Chu Tianjiao's tent with satisfaction and sighed:

“These new recruits’ eggs are so cheap, and we can actually eat hot mutton dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

I have been guarding Yangguan for ten years, and I am almost crazy about dumplings.

During the battle in Xirong at the beginning of the year, I thought that if I could eat some dumplings, even if I died in battle the next day, it would be worth it. "

Chu Tianjiao smiled and said, "Uncle Xiao, do you want me to send some mutton dumplings to Yangguan?"

Xiao Qi laughed sheepishly.

“I know that the eldest lady raised these sheep and noodles out of her own pocket.

In the past six months, Yangguan's military pay has been paid out in a timely manner. The deputy commander said that thanks to the eldest lady's good management, several hundred and one million taels of military pay were supplemented to the northwest.

I guess those guys in Yangguan will have money in their pockets this year, and they can have a good meal themselves. "

Chu Tianjiao knew how hard it was for the Chu family's army in the past. It was good to be able to stay away from hunger. It was almost impossible to have a meal of mutton dumplings.

"Uncle Xiao, our Ganzhou camp not only has to train new recruits, we also have to figure out how to increase supplies for our brothers on the front line.

There is still no news about the caravan I sent to the Northern Wilderness Grassland.

Their mission this time was to purchase war horses.

After the New Year, shall we take these recruits to the grassland for training? "

When Xiao Qi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"The eldest lady is wise, it should be, it should be!

If the Beihu people are obedient and send our horses over, then forget it. If they dare to seize our horses, we will kill them and bring back some sheep by the way. "

Chu Tianjiao said: "We can't go too far, the main thing is deterrence. The current batch of recruits are not yet combat-effective, so it is not suitable for a real battle.

Take 1 people with you, and I will send you [-] cavalry to practice on the border.

After the Beihu people got the news, they didn't know our intentions. The two sides had not officially started a war, so they would definitely return the caravan safely. "

Chu Tianjiao counted the days. Qiao Xing and others went to Beihuang Grassland to buy horses and it was time to return.

This arrangement was just to show off their power and prevent the Beihu people from detaining Qiao Xing's caravan and the five thousand horses.

By noon, the smell of mutton dumplings filled the entire camp.

These soldiers all come from poor families. If they can eat a meal of dumplings during the Chinese New Year, they already feel extremely wealthy.

After eating the dumplings, everyone's face showed joy.

In the afternoon, a competitive activity was organized in the military camp, including wrestling, archery, obstacle course and other events.

The winner of each project will receive a corresponding prize.

Chu Tianjiao came to the archery field and watched the new recruits shoot arrows. Not many of them could hit the target, but there were a few who were quite talented. She encouraged them.

Those officers were all veterans brought by Chu Tianjiao from the Xishan Camp in Shangjing. Some of them had skills and came on stage.

Thus, a competition between officers began.

Almost all of these people were expert archers who were good at riding and shooting, and could easily pierce the enemy with a hundred steps. The recruits were excited and applauded when they saw them.

Chu Tianjiao saw the excitement and felt itchy for a moment, so he asked Feng Jia to get the Waning Moon Bow for her.

Ever since Taoist Priest Xuanqing taught Chu Tianjiao how to channel his inner energy into his arms, Chu Tianjiao was able to draw the Waning Moon Bow.

Unfortunately, I can only draw the bow once before it becomes exhausted.

As soon as the Waning Moon Bow appeared, the dozen or so officers competing on the archery field fell silent.

Zhao Wuliu is a sharp archer who was once a soldier under Chu Tianjiao's eldest brother Chu Linfeng.

"Miss, this bow...?"

Seeing Zhao Wuliu's excited expression, Chu Tianjiao handed him the Waning Moon Bow and said with a smile, "Want to try it?"

Zhao Wuliu took the Wan Yue Bend Bow, as if he had found a treasure, he stroked it carefully, tears overflowed from his eyes, and he choked: "My archery skills were taught by the eldest son himself, and the eldest son also let me touch this bow. Bow, it’s a pity that after practicing hard for so many years, I can only shoot a four-stone bow.”

Although he said that he could only shoot the four-stone bow, Zhao Wuliu still did not want to give up the opportunity to draw the Waning Moon Bow. He squatted on his horse, gathered enough strength, and gave it a try.

Unfortunately, the bow string was only stretched a small amount.

Zhao Wuliu held the Waning Moon Bow in both hands and respectfully returned the bow to Chu Tianjiao.

"It's a pity. Now in our military camp, I'm afraid no one can draw this bow."

Other officers, who thought they were strong, asked to come forward and have a try.

Chu Tianjiao generously lent the Waning Moon Bow to everyone.

Those who use three-stone bows or four-stone bows in the army are already considered master archers. There may be people in Xishan Camp and Yangguan who can draw five-stone bows, but there is really no one in Ganzhou Camp.

Everyone regretfully returned the bow to Chu Tianjiao, thinking that Chu Tianjiao just took it out to play with.

No one thought that Chu Tianjiao would take the bow, retreat to the end of the archery range, and set an iron arrow.

Zhao Wuliu and others looked at each other.

"No way? The eldest lady is good at martial arts, but she is still a woman. Few men can draw the five-stone bow. How can the eldest lady draw the waning moon bow?"

"Maybe just give it a try and see!"

Chu Tianjiao stood up, half squatted with his legs, and slowly raised the Waning Moon Bow.

The bowstring is pulled apart little by little until it is fully drawn.

The mouths of Zhao Wuliu and others opened in shock, and each of them could fit an egg into their mouths.

The archery range became quiet, the veterans watched the doorway, the recruits watched the excitement, and everyone held their breath.

A strong bow needs to be equipped with iron arrows. The route and speed of iron arrows after being shot are different from ordinary bamboo arrows.

Chu Tianjiao aimed at the bull's-eye, raised the tip of the arrow slightly, and the arrow flew through the air with strong wind. After hitting the bull's-eye, the entire straw man was lifted into the sky.

There were cheers on the archery field, and Zhao Wuliu shed tears again and shouted:

"The general is mighty!"

The recruits knew that their leader was General Wu Sheng, Chu Tianjiao.

There are still some doubts and dissatisfaction with a female general leading him.

But that arrow just now had shattered all those doubts and dissatisfaction.

"The general is mighty!"

Twenty-five thousand soldiers roared together.

Over the Ganzhou camp, even the dark clouds seemed to be frightened by the call and gave way. The sunlight shot out from the clouds, making people's blood boil.