Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

The thundering sound of playing music resounded through the streets and alleys, attracting a large number of onlookers who came to watch the excitement.I saw a team of about 20 people happily walking on the street. Some people played trumpets, others beat drums, and it was very lively.The person in the front is riding on a horse. His distinctive temperament makes him very eye-catching. I saw him wearing a red official uniform embroidered with flying crane wings and a big red flower hanging on his chest. His appearance on horseback is even more impressive. It made him look upright and airy like a pine tree.

"Look at that young master's clothes, he must be the champion who has returned to his hometown!" Soon some well-informed people knew what he was doing. It is." The man continued.One of the young people who heard this question asked the man suspiciously: "Who is this horse riding? He is so handsome." The person who was asked the question looked proudly at the surrounding people The man said: "You don't know that, the one riding the horse is the only son of the Song family—Song Caijue." !"

Other people who listened to them with their ears pricked up also joined in. Passerby A: "Such a smart man who became the number one scholar must have a very good character. I will go to his house tomorrow to propose a marriage. Let his Song family have a double happiness." ""Hey, don't be so sentimental, Wang Matchmaker. Mr. Song's family has had a fiancée since he was a child, so it's up to you to worry about it." An old lady teased.

In this way, the news that the Song family had a champion was known all over the city, and there were not a hundred or fifty people who came to visit the Song family.They all came to witness the demeanor of the number one scholar, and to make friends by the way.This made the people of the Song family very happy, and they were going to be soft when they received gifts.

Two days later, Song Mansion, back garden.The simple but green courtyard made Song Caijue feel that his breathing was smooth. He sat on the stone bench in the pavilion and read the collection of poems. Swing lightly.Occasionally a yard cat would come and rub against his shins, distracting him but not annoying him.

It has been two days since he stepped into this courtyard.Except for being surrounded by Mr. Song and his wives and concubines when he first came back, he hasn't been disturbed in the past two days.It would be great if it kept going like this.

Speaking of Master Song and his concubines, one has to mention why Song Caijue is the only son.In fact, Master Song, as the head of the scholarly family, and with seven or eight women by his side, how could there be only one son, Song Caijue?In fact, this is a last resort, the reason is that Mr. Song has a hidden disease and cannot bear children, no matter how many women there are, it will not help.It is really a blessing to have a son, and it is precisely because of this that Song Caijue's biological mother became a regular wife from a concubine.

Because of this, Song Caijue has been doted on since he was a child, and has never been wronged in the slightest. He is smart and smart since he was a kid, and he can be said to be the proud son of heaven.

Just as Song Caijue was fascinated, a stack of snacks was placed in front of him.He felt the movement and raised his eyes to look over, and found a woman in blue skirt standing beside him, staring at him with bright eyes.

"Qi Li, what's the matter?" Song Caijue asked.The woman named Qili said shyly: "Since I met my cousin when he came back, my cousin stopped coming to see me, so Qili had to come to you." Qili's lips painted with pink rouge slowly pursed Tight, eyes seem to shed tears.

Song Caijue sighed, he thought he could accept his fate, but after seeing the woman, he found that his heart was filled with unwillingness, and he realized that it was not so easy.Since ancient times, marriage has been based on the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers.But when I was still in Kyoto, I still can't forget the feeling when I received that letter from home.Just because of that sentence - if you are in high school, you will return to your hometown to marry Qili, who has been waiting for her for a long time.

In his hometown, fourteen-year-old girls can get married, but Song Caijue has always felt that his studies are the most important thing, and he doesn't want to start a family for the time being, which delays the other party.This made Qili wait for him until his twenties.Women of the same age even have children.This also made him quite guilty.

Song Caijue ignored the unhappiness in his heart, and comforted Qili: "Our wedding date has already been set, which is when I was in high school. Now the time has come, you can rest assured at home and wait for the sedan chair to pick you up. It is better not to meet each other recently, so as not to spoil it follow the rules." This was not what he meant, but what Master Yang meant.

He didn't think that Qili was bad, but that this feeling of being involuntary made him powerless.And then worry...

Qili wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and said with a bright smile, "Really? Cousin, I couldn't believe it when my mother told me that you were going to propose marriage." Song Caijue took out a He handed a handkerchief to Qili, and said in a low voice: "Do you believe it now?" "Yes, as long as it is my cousin, I will believe it." "Just trust me. I will go to propose marriage tomorrow, and now you are happy Let's go." "Cousin..."

The next day, Song Caijue went to Xu's family with the dowry as promised, and the Xu family naturally did not have the slightest objection, and happily accepted it.Considering that Song Caijue will go to Kyoto for a post in a month, he chose an auspicious day as soon as possible, and the wedding process was simplified from the complicated to the simple.

However, even if it was a simple and grand wedding, a large number of distant relatives were invited to support the venue. There were more than 60 tables of banquets.After a lap, he was already stumbling to the new house supported by the servant.

Overall, the wedding was grand and perfect.

On the wide training ground, the soldiers stood neatly in line, and their clothes were drenched with sweat under the scorching sun.Big drops fell down.They waved the spears in their hands, repeating the piercing action repeatedly.Most of the soldiers are even hoarse, just to shout slogans.

Yang Heng, a 1.5-meter-high carrot head, looked extremely weird among these eight-foot-tall men.He also stabbed and stabbed with the spear, his arm was sore, and his throat could not even speak.

Instructor Li held a slender soft stick in his hand and walked back and forth among several rows of soldiers, beating anyone who wanted to get down. He shouted loudly: "If you can't stand now, you will die tomorrow!" Falling down on the battlefield is a fall that never gets up! I have trained at least [-] soldiers, and [-] survived. Do you know why?! Because they stepped on the corpses of another [-] weak people Survive!"

Coach Li's words infected many people, including Yang Heng.Instructor Li walked behind Yang Heng and watched Yang Heng's slender arm probing hard, accompanied by a great deal of trembling.He hit Yang Heng on the back with a stick: "Don't shake."

Yang Heng gritted his teeth, he only now clearly understands that he is now in the era of cold weapons.Or the kind that will go to the battlefield, and may lose their lives at any time.What is he here for?Isn't it just to become stronger and survive, not only to survive on the battlefield, but also to survive in the system-to survive.

"There is still half a stick of incense time, you can rest. Then continue to train the shield. Can you do it?" Coach Li shouted at the top of his voice.

Hundreds of people answered in unison: "Yes!!!", if it is in the valley, I am afraid that the echo will last for a long time.

Because this military camp is stationed in a remote area at the junction of Jin State and Ling State, it is not very convenient to transport water and food.So they are all self-sufficient, planting vegetable fields, receiving water from a waterfall not far away, and there are a lot of soldiers, each coach has hundreds of people under his command, so it is quite convenient.

In order to pay attention to the efficiency of bathing, everyone is basically divided into two groups, and they take turns to take a bath in the nearby waterfall. Each group only has two quarters of an hour.

It was also the first time for Yang Heng to bathe in the same river with hundreds of people, and it felt... quite unhygienic.But it was all running water, so Yang Heng didn't care.He started to scrub himself.

He was surrounded by muscular men with bronzed skin.Those men looked at the 12-year-old Yang Heng. It had been a long time since he had seen that white and tender skin. Everyone in the barracks had dark skin.Presumably, he will become like them soon.

Someone wanted to rub Yang Heng's back, but Yang Heng slammed the man's arm hard and refused.The others didn't bother themselves, so they stopped bathing the lovely child.

When Yang Heng returned to the Datong shop after taking a shower, he was lying on the bed, and he didn't close his eyes in the dark, so he couldn't fall asleep.This is his first day of training in the military camp, which is completely different from the military training in his previous student days.become stronger...