Huan Rong

After driving back to the city, the team blocking the city gate gradually dispersed.

The villagers and refugees who were drafted flocked to the north of the city, hoping to be drafted as state soldiers.

The villagers hope to earn a few more buckets of grain to survive the annual shortage.Refugees need to use this to become naturalized and settle down with their fleeing families.

However, whether it is the former or the latter, they all have the same idea, not to spare their own lives, but also to find a way to be promoted for future generations.

The barracks in Beicheng was crowded with people, with more than a dozen wooden tables lined up, and a clerk sat behind each table.There are stacks of registers in front of the clerks, and beside the registers are pens, ink, water cups, etc.

"Don't be crowded!"

Private soldiers and newly conscripted state soldiers maintained order in the ranks, leading everyone to form a long line.Anyone who refused to listen to the advice was immediately pulled out and stood aside.If they refuse to mend their ways after repeated admonitions, they will be directly expelled from the city.

For those who deliberately make trouble, Lu Ji and others outside the city are a lesson from the past.

The civil officials are familiar with it, and record the names, ages, places of origin, and weapons of the applicants one by one.If you encounter a particularly majestic person, you must make additional remarks.

"Wei Qi of a certain family, whose ancestral home is Yiyang, is twenty-four years old and can lift a hundred catties of boulders."

Both sides of the team were turned into temporary school grounds, and stone mills of different sizes were placed on the left side, all of which were polished very smooth. The smallest one weighed more than a dozen catties, and the largest one directly exceeded a hundred catties.On the right side are three rows of weapon racks, with all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds. The most conspicuous ones are the three strong bows, which were jointly made by Gong Shuchang and Xiangli brothers, which can be described as hard to find.

Wei Qi was taken to the left, tested the weight of the millstones one by one, and lifted the largest millstone high with a loud shout, without blushing or panting, and obviously still had strength left.

"Good!" Everyone applauded in unison.

The civil servants dipped their pens in ink, and wrote down the words "with physical strength, able to lift a hundred catties" after Wei Qi's name.

After Wei Qi, more than ten people walked into the school field one after another, but unfortunately none of them reached Wei Qi's height.However, in terms of physical strength, it has already exceeded the normal range and can be included in the conscription list.

"Ma Liang of a certain family is from Fufeng Maoling, one of thirty-one, good at using spears."

"A certain family, Zhou Yan, whose ancestral home is Maoling, was originally a hunter in the mountains, good at using bows and arrows."

"A certain Jiang Yi, whose ancestral home is in Jixian County, Tianshui, can use long spears."

The officials recorded one by one, and everyone was taken to the school field one after another, where they chose their weapons face to face, and fought against the Yandu private soldiers waiting in the field.

Holding a spear in his hand, Ma Liang fought against a group of private soldiers without losing the wind, and finally overthrew the three of them and won a big victory.

Zhou Yan can draw a strong bow, and the arrow hits the bull's-eye, and has the ability to pierce Yang with a hundred steps.

Jiang Yi's marksmanship is very unique, and none of the private soldiers are opponents.Qin Lei and the others were eager to watch the battle, so they gave up watching the battle and directly chose the weapon to end.

After a fight, both sides are hearty and happy, never before.

"it is good!"

Qin Lei stabbed the spear hard on the ground, clasped Jiang Yi's shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile: "I see that your style is better at horse fighting, and I will fight again someday!"

"Respect!" Jiang Yi clasped her fists in response.Sweat dripped from the forehead, but his expression was still calm.

Qin Lei clicked his tongue, feeling very sorry.

In Qin's Wubao, such a person who can fight will at least be the leader of the team, and is very likely to be awarded the leader of the building.

It's a pity that Huan Rong made a rule that the state soldiers recruited this time, regardless of their ability, will all be promoted from soldiers and corps leaders.Xu Chao, who is so strong, also started as the corps leader, and was promoted to the clerk by virtue of his previous achievements outside the city, and then launched an attack on the team leader.

Referring to this example, no matter who it is, it is absolutely impossible to reach the sky in one step.You must show your true skills and compete with your colleagues in order to advance step by step and occupy a place among the generals.

Jiang Yi put down her spear, wiped off the sweat from her cheeks, and received a wooden plaque with her hometown and name on it.

"Remember, you can only enter and leave the military camp with this thing. If you lose it, you will be fined for a light one, and you will be expelled from the state army for a heavy duty."

"promise!"

Jiang Yi and the others put away the wooden tokens, but they were not placed in the battalion immediately, but were taken to the school grounds.As the distance approached, the fragrance of the broth wafted faintly. Everyone sniffed, their eyes lit up, their stomachs roared, and they swallowed subconsciously.

The cook took out the rattan basket half a person's height, and lifted the cloth covering it, revealing steaming steamed cakes.The lid of the soup pot was lifted, and large pieces of mutton were rolled in the pot, sprinkled with pepper and scallions.

"Each person has a bowl of broth, half a pickle, and steamed pancakes to fill you up!"

"Line up, no crowding, no fighting!"

The private soldiers shouted loudly and raised their spears horizontally to prevent the crowd from swarming up.

There was one time the day before yesterday, when a few men were hungry, they didn't care about the 21, and others rushed forward, almost overturning the soup pot, causing a catastrophe.

Since then, the private soldiers have kept the lesson in mind and never bring more than fifty people over each time.

Even if it is trouble, it is better than being unable to control the situation and causing trouble unexpectedly.

Jiang Yi followed the crowd to receive steamed cakes with broth. The pickled vegetables were sandwiched directly in the cakes, and she bit them down. It was gone.

To the men present, a steamed pancake was nothing at all.

Most people raised their heads and looked at the cake basket that was still steaming, not daring to decide whether what the private soldier said was true or not.

"Looks like you can eat enough?"

A minister swept across the crowd, and said with a grin: "Emissary Huan personally ordered that the steamed cakes be full, and you can eat as many as you can! But remember, you can't be too big for your eyes, and you will burst your belly in the end!"

Hearing this, everyone didn't hesitate anymore, and the rattan basket quickly bottomed out.

The cook was sweating profusely, and said to the disciples beside him: "See, they are all a bunch of big belly guys. Except Huan Shijun, who can afford it!"

The apprentice nodded vigorously.

Thinking of the few days when I first entered the military camp, I had to burp every meal, not much better than these guys.

Jiang Yi ate ten steamed cakes in a row, finally feeling "full".

After drinking the broth in one gulp, I found a small piece of bone-in mutton at the bottom of the bowl.

Although he didn't add too much seasoning, and boiled it in the soup for a long time, the chewiness was gone, Jiang Yi still ate it with gusto, not even a bone left.

Ma Liang and Zhou Yan were from the same village, so they got together quickly and discussed how to behave in the camp in the future so that they could gain a firm foothold.

Wei Qi is taciturn, and like Jiang Yi, he doesn't get along well with others.

Due to their previous performance in the school field, even if the two of them didn't speak, the men still had a bit of respect for them, and they were vaguely headed by them.

Seeing this situation, the private soldier couldn't help but secretly marvel.

"Write down the names of these two people." Shi Chang said to the clerk who followed, "Report to the Jiashe people later, there must be arrangements."

The clerk nodded, carrying a thick stack of rosters, walked quickly through the camp, and rushed to the guard room behind the camp.

These rosters are rough records and need to be sorted out and classified into categories for future military training.

For example, Jiang Yi, Wei Qi, etc., will be included in the list of general officers.When the number of recruits reaches full quota, the two will be the first batch of corps leaders.

Jia Bing was so busy that his feet never touched the ground, and Zhong Lin was equally busy. Huan Rong could only entertain Qin Jing himself, and set a "price" with him for trading military chariots and siege equipment.

Qin Jing was determined to win Wu Che, and made a slight concession on the price, but not too much.

Huan Rong felt regretful that the plan to slaughter the fat sheep had not been realized.Holding the established contract and looking at the numbers recorded on it, it hurts a bit.

When it comes to bargaining, he is indeed no match for Qin Jing, and he still has to learn.

Fortunately, both Jia Bing and Zhong Lin had seen it before signing the contract, and told him clearly that the price was not low.If it goes beyond that, I'm afraid I won't be able to discuss favors, and I will form a beam with the other party.

The two of them didn't know Qin Jing very well, they just said this based on the strength of Qin's Wubao, compared with Huan Rong's current situation.

Huan Rong is not someone who doesn't listen to advice.

Since the two servants said so, Xun You also specially sent a letter to persuade him to take this "favor", no matter how painful it is, the Huan assassin would sign and seal to complete the deal.

The pain of the flesh is the pain of the flesh. To be honest, Huan Rong didn't suffer a loss after all, and even made a lot of money.

But in business, no one thinks it's too much money.

In order to achieve the goal, it is even more necessary to use acting skills to expand the pain infinitely, so that the other party can remember this favor.

"Brother Qin's talent is beyond the reach of others." Huan Rong put away his private seal and said with a wry smile, "Rong is beyond the reach of dust."

Qin Jing took the bamboo slips, confirmed that the content was correct, and left her private seal.

"Brother Rong's friendship will be kept in Jing's heart."

Putting the bamboo slips away properly, Qin Jing reached out to hold Huan Rong's wrist, brushed the inside of Huan Rong's wrist with his fingertips, and traced gently along the blood vessels.

Huan Rong felt a little uncomfortable, and tried to withdraw his hand.I didn't see how hard the other party was, but I couldn't take it back.

"Brother Qin?" Huan Rong's ears felt hot.

Is this the gesture of expressing gratitude?

Qin Jing leaned closer, her eyes stained with a smile, the corners of her eyes and brows blended with warmth, her voice was slightly lowered, and her voice was as mellow as old wine.

"Brother Rong, what's wrong?"

Huan Rong looked at someone, and then at the wrist being held. Isn't this asking knowingly?

"Brother Rong?"

"..."

"Arong?"

Huan Rong suddenly raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, like a raccoon about to explode.

Qin Jing is well versed in the technique of teasing cats, so she accepts it as soon as she sees it, and let go of her hand naturally, not letting a certain raccoon really explode.

"Jing heard that Yandu produces good wine, but I don't know if there is any in Xuyi?"

Huan Rong looked at Qin Jing suspiciously, not understanding what the other party meant.

Is this a wine business?

Qin Jing shook her head, with a hint of charm in her smile.

"It's not a business, it's just a long-time admiration for its name, and I want to ask for a cup."

Huan Rong looked suspicious, is it really that simple?

Unexpectedly, Xiang wanted to dig a hole for himself, his eyes met each other, and after counting breaths, he suddenly found that the temperature around him rose, heat spread from the base of his ears, quickly covered his neck, and the tip of his nose began to sweat faintly.

The roots of troubles?

No, that's not the right word.

But the one on the opposite side is really a disaster, even more harmful than Wang Xianzhi!

"Brother Rong?"

"..." He didn't hear it!

"Brother Rong is stingy with fine wine?"

"Of course not."

"Very good." Qin Jing nodded lightly, her smile became more gentle, and her fingertips brushed the back of Huan Rong's hand, "Jing wants to have a drink with Brother Rong, how about it?"

how?

not so good.

Huan Rong bit her cheek, a strange feeling rose up her spine.Unexpectedly, I remembered the thoughts that flashed through my mind before, and I really had a bad feeling.

"I didn't know Brother Qin was a good drinker."

"Beautiful wine and beautiful women, everyone yearns for it, and Jing is not immune."

Huan Rong grinds his teeth, can he be more shameless?

Qin Jing was calm, yes.

Huan Rong: "..."

Speaking of this, Huan Rong couldn't really refuse, so he could only order someone to host a banquet.

"Why is it so troublesome?" Qin Jing smiled, "One urn and two cups are enough. I want to have a drink and chat with Brother Rong, but it's not good to have a banquet.",

Talk over drinks?

Huan Rong frowned, and suddenly realized that Qin Jing didn't simply want to drink, there was a deep meaning behind this move.That being the case, why not follow what the other party said.

"Brother Qin's words are true." Huan Rong waved away the servant, and ordered Ah Mi to prepare the wine himself.

"Brother Qin, please move to the east chamber."

"East Wing?"

"It's a pleasure to watch the moon with wine."

Appreciate the moon?

Glancing sideways out of the window and at the dark cloud-covered sky, Qin Jing was surprised, can you enjoy the moon in such weather?

Huan Rong smiled like a spring breeze.

Regardless of whether there are clouds or not, the moon is there, and you can enjoy it even through the dark clouds.

kindness?

This sentence seems very artistic.

In short, Emissary Huan was determined to admire the moon across the clouds, Qin Silang was surprised, his eyes flickered slightly, and he readily accepted the appointment.

A Mi's expression remained calm, she got up and went down to make arrangements.

Qian Shi's teeth ached in the hallway.

Looking back at the room, and then at the dark sky, I finally realized that although the few servants were talking, they were still in the normal range. It is estimated that normal people would not be able to understand it if they were replaced by envoys.

By the time the drinks were ready, it was raining lightly.

Huan Rong and Qin Jing were sitting on the porch, both wearing deep clothes and wide sleeves, with a wine cup in front of them.

The night wind brought a burst of cold rain, and the raindrops fell into the cup, setting off a burst of microwaves.

Huan Rong picked up the wine cup, smiled at Qin Jing and said, "Brother has a full drink, younger brother should do it first."

The clear wine is waiting, the taste is soft, and the aftertaste is slightly spicy.Huan Rong was overwhelmed with alcohol and did not dare to drink too much, but to show his sincerity, he still drank the whole cup without leaving a drop.

"Brother respectful."

Qin Jing raised his glass in return, put the wine cup to his lips, and drank it down in one gulp.The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the long sleeves fluttered lightly with the movement, with endless freedom and wantonness.

After three cups, Huan Rong felt slightly drunk, and his movements slowed down.

"My brother is not good at drinking, let my elder brother laugh at me."

Qin Jing raised her eyebrows with a slight smile, put one hand on her side, looked at the dark night sky, and said softly: "When I was my age, I went to Hanoi with my eldest brother."

Huan Rong raised his head, slightly surprised that Qin Jing chose this topic.

"Hanoi? But in Luozhou?"

Qin Jing nodded.

"At that time, there was a flood in the north, and the grain road in Wubao was cut off by Murong Xianbei, and spies appeared in the castle. Uncle was intercepted and killed by Xianbei and Di people when he opened another grain road. None of the [-] servants who took him survived."

Huan Rong paused slightly, following Qin Jing's narration, he seemed to be able to see the distant northern plains and hear the sound of shouts of killing piercing the sky.

"The Di people and Murong Xianbei joined forces secretly, almost pushing Wubao to a desperate situation. Xingyang has been lost, Hanoi has been besieged, and Luozhou is at stake."

"Uncle died in battle, the family can't leave Xihe, elder brother please order to conquer Hanoi and open the grain road, I will go out with elder brother."

Having said that, Qin Jing lowered her eyes and drank the wine in her glass.

"Three hundred cavalry, seven hundred infantry."

"Everyone knows that this is a battle to the death, and I'm afraid there will be no repayment."

"On that day, a heavy rain fell on Hanoi County. Thousands of people fought with their lives and finally took down the city. After the battle, there were only less than a hundred people left, and almost everyone was injured."

In the era of cold weapons, one-third of the casualties can cause the army to be defeated.Thousands of people were killed and injured [-], and the battle damage reached [-]%, and Hanoi was still able to win in the end. Such a result is almost unimaginable.

"I didn't do four, but five."

Qin Jing put down the wine cup, looked at the drizzle quietly, her voice drifted in the wind, "Back then when Wubao was attacked, spies appeared in the fort, the family monarch led troops to defend against the enemy outside, and my mother was scattered by the rebellious soldiers."

"There was a concubine mother who embraced my concubine brother who was half a month older than me, and pretended to be my mother to lead away the rebels, and finally died at the hands of Xianbei. Therefore, when I was crowned, the family lord took the word Xuanmin for me."

Uncle Ji Xuan.

Huan Rong didn't pay attention to it before, but now thinking about it carefully, it's hard to say what it feels like in his heart.

"I told Brother Rong that I want to tell Brother Rong that things are impermanent, life and death are unpredictable in troubled times, it is normal to have a good drink today, and to wrap a corpse in horse leather tomorrow."

For a moment, Huan Rong's heart seemed to be grasped by invisible hands.He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Qin Jing smiled slightly, with desolation in his smile.

"Why don't you say no clothes? The same robes as your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear. I share the same hatred with my son!"

A deep voice sounded in the night wind, with an ancient melody, breaking the silence in the darkness.

"Brother Rong, would you like to rhyme for me?"

Huan Rong was stunned for a moment, Qin Jing got up and walked out of the corridor, standing in the rain with her long sleeves flying, the icy cold light instantly tore apart the rain curtain.

"Why don't you say that you have no clothes? You are in the same pool with your son. Wang Yuxing's teacher, repair my spear and halberd. Work together with your son!"

The sword light flashed, and the clothes danced wildly.

The slender figure merged with the sword light, breaking through the night.

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? I have the same clothes as my son. Wang Yuxing's division, repair my armor and soldiers. Walk with my son!"

Ancient rhythm, slightly hoarse voice.The wind and rain accompanied by the sword light create a picture that seems real and unreal.

Huan Rong stopped knocking, his hands rested on the low couch, his white fingers were clenched tightly one by one, leaving a dent in his palm with so much force.

Qin Jing stopped suddenly, and stood with her head up in the courtyard, letting the rain fall on her cheeks, the silk cloth that bound her hair came loose, and her head was full of black silk, and the tail of her hair fluttered with the wind, like a stream of water flowing in the wind. Inky silk.

Looking at Qin Jing in the rain, Huan Rong held his breath unconsciously, and didn't realize the pain in his chest until the other party turned his head.

Qin Jing suddenly smiled.

In an instant, the ice and snow melted, and the spirit of spring returned to the world.

"There are bandits and gentlemen, who are as sharp as cutting, and as sharp as grinding. I beg a gentleman, and I will be lucky."

"There are bandits and gentlemen who are full of ears and brilliant like stars. I beg gentlemen, and they will be as good as they are now."

"There are bandits and gentlemen who are like gold and tin, and jade and jade. If I ask for a gentleman, I will call him that."

This is a sentence in "The Book of Songs", which comes from Zhao Nan and Wei Feng respectively.

When Huan Rong left Jiankang, he once recited the classics of poetry on the bow of the boat, praising the beauty of young girls, and left a good story.For a long time after that, there were still young ladies who didn't think about eating and drinking, and only hoped to get another side from the husband.

Qin Jing followed suit, using such words again, Huan Rong was stunned on the spot, his heart skipped a beat, not knowing how to react.

"Brother Rong." Qin Jing walked down the corridor, letting the rain slide down her cheeks.

"This parting, I don't know when we will see you again. Jing's heart is like this, and I will tell you today. I hope Brother Rong will not mind."

In short, I confess, you do whatever you want.

Don't mind?

How can he not mind?

Thinking of the Qin family's situation in the north, and contacting Qin Jing's words, Huan Rong's heart sank.

"Brother Qin, I have something to ask."

"What's the matter?"

"Does the Qin family intend to become king?"

"Of course."

Qin Jing didn't hide anything, she looked down at Huan Rong with a smile on her lips, her eyes were as bright as stars.Huan Rong lowered his eyes and let go of his tightly clenched fingers, his palms were numb from the pain.

Both know what this means, and they know that it is inevitable.

The power of the Jin court is weak, and there are inadequacies and schemes.The Qin family dominates the north, and sooner or later they will take this step.

"I understand."

Qin Jing may have a temporary idea, or there may be other reasons.But behind the heartbeat, Huan Rong felt only heaviness.

At this moment, it was as if a boulder was pressing down on his heart, making him unable to breathe.

The rain gradually decreased, and the dark clouds slowly dispersed.

In the sky, a silver moon loomed, and the stars shone down on the earth.

"Brother Qin, I respect you!"

Huan Rong filled two glasses of wine, and brought one to Qin Jing.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time raised a cup and drank it down.

Huan Rong finally got a little drunk, leaned against the low couch, and said with a smile: "I am singing the rhyme for Brother Qin, would you like to dance the sword for me again?"

"That's why I wish."

After the words fell, Qin Jing put down the wine cup, walked back to the courtyard with a sword in hand.

Holding the scabbard in his hand, Huan Rong struck down on the low couch, chanting Wuyi, over and over again, until his voice was hoarse, his eyes were sore, and his vision became hazy.

"Why don't you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son..."

This is a chaotic era, and once you fall into it, you can no longer stay out of it.

Huan Rong picked up the wine cup and looked at the reflection in the cup. The moment the wine slipped into his throat, he seemed to understand why this era is so crazy, yet so wonderful.