Chapter 159 Promotion and Wealth 1
The morning of the seventh day, the day of parting.
Poetry as a souvenir:
The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand yuan, and the jade plate is ashamed of ten thousand yuan.
You can't eat a cup and throw chopsticks, and you are at a loss when you pull out your sword.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the snowy mountains in Taihang.
Come fishing and sit on the stream, and suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.
It's difficult to travel! It's hard to travel! There are many different ways to go. Are you safe now?
Long winds and waves sometimes hang straight to the clouds and sails to help the sea.
Hengqu Town, Fengxiang Mansion - Beidutou, cold rain and rivers.
Mrs. Zhang led the old and young of the clan to send her son Zhang Zai to board the boat at the Shiqiao Ferry. Zhang Zai carried a black cloth bag and hung a three-foot sword on his waist. She arched her hand to say goodbye to her family. She wanted to say a few more words to her mother, but she was afraid that they would cry and be sad. As a last resorted, Zhang Zai had to force a smile and said to the send-off clan, " The child is leaving now. Mother and uncle. See you next day. Take care, take care!"
Everyone returned the salute and said, "Bear care, have a good journey"
Zhang Zai stood in the bow with his hands behind his back and nodded. It was difficult to say goodbye. After leaving the shore, the boat raised its sail and gradually drifted away. It was not until it disappeared under the misty rain that Zhang's husband couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.
The youngest son, Zhang Jian, snuggled up beside his mother and looked at his brother's direction to the north. He was very excited. He didn't understand why his mother was crying. This was a very happy thing. Killing Xixiaping barbarians was something he dreamed of doing, but he could only wish his brother Ma's success in his heart.
In the breeze, the old and young of the clan stood on the ferry for a long time. It was not until the rain began to get heavy that they left the shore one after another and walked back to the town.
The words were divided into two ends. After the passenger ship set out at the Shiqiao ferry in Hengqu Town, it went east along Weishui for 12 miles to the boundary of Wugong County. There was an estuary here. It went back to the north and entered the Moshui River. Zhang Zai rested in the boat for two days and two nights before coming to Matingzhai in the south of Pingzhou.
Matingzhai is located in the key point of the Fengzhou waterway, between Yongshou County at the southern end and Xinping County in the middle. Most of the nearby villagers make a living by growing hemp and raising silkworms. Their lives are very miserable, and there is a war in the border. Most of the elite people are recruited bravely. Only orphans and widows are at home to farm, and their days are very difficult.
After getting off the boat, Zhang Zai walked to the carriage shop in front of Matingzhai. After a few bowls of coarse meals, he spent 50 cents to rent a horse. He went on the road again at dawn. After bumping on the mountain road for half a day, he arrived in Xinping County.
Seeing the ancient city of Xinping from afar, Zhang Zai was relieved and in a much better mood. The fatigue of the past few days seemed to have disappeared. He really wanted to sing a song and celebrate, but it was still too early at this moment. Seeing the setting sun coming to an end and the gate was about to close, he had to enter the city quickly.
"Drive..." After Zhang Zai shouted loudly, he quickly raised his four hooves and ran down the loess hillside, running towards Xinping City at the end of the green field.
Since the Jiaoyan brothers returned from the victory of the Zhenrong Army, Xinping County has been beating gongs and drums for several days. The people in the city are jubilant and raising their eyebrows. The first sentence after the meeting is bound to ask, "Is your boy in the folk group?"
If he is there, the person will proudly tell the other party, "If you want to say that my boy is really competitive, he not only kills more than a dozen Xixia dogs, but also picks a lot of good things, such as agate chains, silver plates, and dozens of pieces of silver. Oh, I won't talk to you anymore. I'll go to my house to sit down and show you when you have time."
The questioner was very excited, so he would take the opportunity to ask, "Well, old father, look at my boy who is idle in the city all day. I'm thinking that this is not a way. I want my boy to go to the people's group to fight and kill. I don't know what the ancient father can do." /P>
The ancient father replied, "What else can be done? Isn't the civil society recruiting talents? Go to sign up and make a name, just say that you can write and calculate, and it will be done."
The man shrank his neck and said embarrassedly, "Old father, you don't know that the big bull next door to my house said the other day, but the people of the civil group took out a book and asked him to read it. How could a stupid man who was illiterate read any books? He was kicked out on the spot."
The ancient father continued, "You're wrong. Didn't you hear that the big bull went in again later?"
The man grinned and said, "I've heard about it. It's just to see the height of the big cow. He has the strength to kill. It's not like my boy. Hey, to tell you, I just want to beg you to see if you can accommodate it and ask my boy to go in. I won't forget my ancient father's great kindness."
The ancient father said that the boy in your family is as timid as a mouse. He bullies good and fears evil. If he wants to enter the people's group, he is nothing more than to see them win the war, pick up a lot of good things, and take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. I think he is overestimated.
However, it's not easy for the ancient father to expose it in person. He just said, "When my little tiger comes back at night, ask him and see if there is any way. Don't worry."
The man saw that there was a door, and immediately thanked him, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, old father"
This is the response of the people in the city. In fact, they are not interested in fighting, and they don't want to die. They don't want to join the army. It's too late to hide. Who would have thought that when the Jiao Yan brothers returned to the county after the trip to the Zhenrong army, they made a fortune and the water rose overnight. They were not only appointed as local people. The head of the regiment was also appointed as an official.
The folk brothers under them are also very rich. Everyone's face is happy. Even the way they walk and the expression when they speak is different from usual. It echoes the old saying: money is the master, and it is hard to have a master at the waist. There is face, a wife, and a house.
Let's talk about what's going on, and let's talk about it slowly.
Moreover, five days ago, the Jiaoyan brothers led the new civilian regiment to Zhenrong's army to help the war. They wanted to get a living together and guard the border to get military food from the army to protect the country. Unexpectedly, when they rushed to the battlefield, the Xixia army had already dispersed for a long time, and the Zhenrong army also retreated to the city and could not hold on. Only the corpses after the Great Wall were everywhere after the war, and the ghosts cried and howled.
Leaving the new day, the people's group brought by Jiao Yan did not carry too much dry food. In fact, they don't have much dry food. Most of them are spontaneously from the remote places near Xinping. They are full of foodless food and clothes. Haha, they have the honor to come out with Jiao Yan brothers to travel around the world, which is also to make a living. Road, although it's not the head on the belt, there is a worry about life at any time, but it's better than starving to death.
So it can be imagined how much they expect to kill the enemy quickly and make contributions.
However, it is difficult to disobey their fate. When they came to the Zhenrong Army, the yellow cauliflower were cold, and the dry food was gone, and there was even no place to rest. The Zhenrong Army was worried that they were bad people who did not dare to go into the city. Even if Jiao Yan broke his mouth and said that he was very innocent, it was useless. After all, he knew the face and did not know the heart, and the war would pass. It was dangerous. It didn't disperse, but the officer guarding the city was worried.
It's progress or retreat, life or death. Jiao Yan is in trouble. Fortunately, his cousin Jiao Zhenhua reminded in time, "Since you are here, you can't come here for nothing. You have to go to the Great Wall to see what you can pick."
It was in this way that Jiao Yan's civil group was blessed by misfortune, made a fortune, saved a dying person, and took a lot of effort to carry it to the place where they went ashore.
Jiao Zhenhua complained to Jiao Yan as he walked, "Brother, is it worth it? It's unlucky to take a dead man on the road. Let's just bury it."