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The martial arts are still in full swing. In addition to the sergeants, the Lanzhou government also opened a game project such as shooting silver ingots and thorn circles for fun in a corner of the venue. It only takes a copper coin to play. The shooting silver ingots were hung with hemp ropes on the tree, and the civilians drew their bows a hundred and fifty steps away. If they could shoot it down, the silver ingots would belong to it. At this time, the west wind was not over, the east wind was about to rise, and the breeze was changing, and the silver ingots hanging on the tree were shaking. The hemp rope was only a thin line, so it was not easy to shoot it into the tree. However, shooting three arrows only requires a penny of copper coins, and you can get five taels of silver. There are still many people who are willing to try it.

The thorn circle is when the contestant stands inside the circle with a long spear in his hands, tied a rope two feet away from him, and the height is variable. A circle is quickly pulled from the rope. If this person can stab the small circle with a stair spear three times in a row, he can get one or two silver coins. Lanzhou has made a lot of money from the caravan and workshop this year, and also takes advantage of the competition, which is beneficial to the people and at the same time stimulates the spirit of martial arts.

At the scene of shooting silver ingots, Duan Baili was proudly putting a piece of silver into his arms. His wife Hu Yangui smiled and snuggled beside him. Suddenly, her face turned pale, and she whispered softly to Duan Baili, walked quickly to the outside of the venue, carefully observing that her husband had not followed him, and came under a shade of a tree. This place was a distance from the martial arts venue, with few people, and a man with a vulgar face was waiting for her, smiling

He said, "It's better to wait a long time, just like before." While leaning over, she wanted to hold her in her arms. She kneaded her thick hands up and down. Hu Yangui couldn't resist and was held by him and struggled. The humiliation that he hadn't experienced for a long time surged up. Although there were civilians and soldiers walking back and forth nearby, she did not dare to call for help because of her face. Others only thought that these two were intimate, and the cheers and applause in the martial arts performance venue in the distance were still rising and falling like a tide.

Jinfan Camp was finally defeated by Jincheng Camp by half a quarter of an hour, forty miles was not a short distance. The households watching outside the field did not understand the power of such a boring marching competition, and the soldiers had a repulsive attitude towards Jincheng Camp, so that although the competition ended, there was no colorful sound. The soldiers of the two battalions did not dare to sit on the ground and rest on their own according to the regulations, nor could they drink water. Instead, they slowly walked on the open space in the field to restore their strength.

Chen De frowned and looked at the lonely champion, waved his hand to call the guards, and ordered: "Get my iron pole."

As a training envoy in Lanzhou, Chen De has four pairs of armor, one pair of leather soft armor, one pair of full-body iron armor, one pair of heavy cavalry armor, one pair of light cavalry armor, two helmets, one is the most common iron slat in the Central Plains, without a mask, which is worn when attending various ceremonies, and the other is used for battle. According to his skull-shaped iron helmet, there is a mask in front, only a curved eye window is exposed. The back of the helmet extends down to protect the back of the neck, and a piece of scale armor is hanging in front to cover the keys of the throat.

There is a wooden frame that disperses heavy impact between the helmet and the inner layer, and the innermost layer is lined with silk cotton. Wearing this iron helmet is both comfortable and safe. Unless it is shot into the window of the eyes or pierced the throat scales in the vicinity, you will have no worries about your life. Chen De has ordered the craftsman to test-made composite armor for officers above centurion and above, and hopes to standardize and scale the armor manufacturing as much as possible, so as to strive for the best protection for all sergeants. Except for those who give up on themselves, no one is afraid of death.

"Sir, the iron doll has been taken. Do you want your brothers to go down and be alert?" Kuang Youhou respectfully handed over the iron helmet. He thought that the troupe trainees would speak to the military and civilians in the martial arts field, or get up to show their affection. Chen De was very good to these personal guards. In addition to letting the wise generals and soldiers from various departments come to teach the military's strategic skills, he also often set an example as a way for generals, so these personal guards also know what kind of occasions the adults might do.

Chen De smiled and shook his head, took the iron helmet, smelled the smell inside. Fortunately, it was not very sweaty, so he turned the slurry over and poured the wine from the wine pot in front of him into it. He accompanied the two ladies here and drank less wine, but the slurry inside was very large. After pouring a pot of wine, he only covered it with one bottom. Chen De frowned and thought, "Is my head so big?" He raised his hand and poured the pot of wine that was originally placed in front of Xin Gu, poured four pots of fine wine in total, and then filled a slurry. At this time, Xiao Jiu, Li Si, and the relatives of the captain and officers on the stage, looked at him in surprise, not knowing what the commander was intended.

Chen De handed the wine-scented glass to Kuang Youhou, looked around everyone, pointed to Jincheng Camp in the field and smiled and said, "The new recruits in this camp will be defeated by Jinfan in less than three months. I will put wine in a golden helmet and make wine utensils for my heroes to appreciate it." He waved his hand and asked Kuang You to send it down.

Moreover, the queen carefully held the glass full of wine and walked down the Dianjiang platform. Although the wine was not given to him, he was also full of excitement and honor. Everyone on the Dianjiang platform was happy and praised. The commander of the commander and the wine was filled with wine with a cup of soldiers. The left army commander Xiao Jiu looked at the group of champions who were deliberately ignored by the audience. He was moved in his eyes. He picked up a glass of wine and put it into his throat, and a thread of warmth penetrated his heart.

After Kuang Youhou handed the wine to the soldiers of Jincheng Camp who were relaxing and resting in the venue, the soldiers were not sure at first, but Kuang Youhou explained it to them. All the soldiers and soldiers in Jincheng Camp were moved and bowed to the platform to salute each other, shouting long live, which made the soldiers and households next to him come to ask. After hearing the commander personally put wine in an iron helmet to enjoy Jincheng, they were envious. The news spread and the audience began to whisper and talk. Gradually, some people began to cheer and applaud Jincheng Camp, and the colorful sounds became louder and louder. Until this time, these soldiers who were trembling in Lanzhou felt unreserved acceptance and enthusiasm.

Chen De looked at the turbulent situation in the field with a smile, pulled Huang Wen up and stood up, waved to the soldiers and the people. Huang Wen was a little shy, his face turned slightly red, and he didn't dare to look at the audience below, but he turned his face and looked at his husband with beautiful eyes. At this time, even louder cheers erupted from the audience below, and thousands of soldiers from several cavalry battalions composed of the original Tuhun Army began to cheer at the mistress, and the voices followed one after another. Huang Wen was a Han woman, and she had never dreamed of such a scene, and she was quite nervous. Seeing that she was a little uneasy, Chen De saw that she was a little uneasy,

He turned his head and said softly, "These pussy men regard you as their mistresses. You might as well wave to them to calm the hearts of the soldiers." Huang Wen could not do so, with a smile, waved to the cheering soldiers below the stage, which aroused greater cheers and went straight into the sky. Finally, Chen De invited the captains on the stage, and Huang Wen invited the wives to stand on the stage together, accepting the cheers and greetings of tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians. This cheer caused by the golden helmet wine later, even the people on and off the stage were addicted to it, and they were drunk.

"Brother, why do they cheer on the stage?" The two soldiers who had just competed to hold the spear asked each other.

"I don't know, I'm rare to open my throat and shout it a few times, let's go together."

"Okay!" Two rough voices joined the cheering chorus.

Chen De and Huang Wen greeted repeatedly. The soldiers and households in the field stopped and were still happily competing. At this moment, a household was deeply moved by the atmosphere in the field and suddenly wanted to tell the Lord of Lanzhou that had been in suffocating in his heart for a long time, so he tried to go up from the side of the station to Jin to meet Chen De. He was stopped by his personal guards and shouted loudly: "I am Liangzuoqiu, Fengzhou, and meet with the tutor in the group!" The scholar was very loud, and for a moment, everyone on the stage was paying attention to him, so Chen De asked his personal guard to bring him up to ask questions.

After the personal guard brought Liang Zuoqiu with him, Li Si first interrogated the situation. This person was a scholar from Fengzhou. He was swept away by a Dangxiang man and was replaced by a soldier back to Lanzhou. Now he is a man of a sergeant in a camp, and a craftsman works in a wool spinning factory.

Chen De asked in a deep voice: "Liang Zuoqiu, what's the matter if you want to see me?"

Liang Zuoqiu shuhaige8;shuhaige8; dressed in clothes and bowed, saying, "Mr. Chen, I am united in Lanzhou. The soldiers and civilians are rising up. There is something to do about major issues, but one thing is really contrary to common sense. I am willing to advise you." He looked at Chen De with a bright look, and was unceremonious, and he was arrogant. The onlookers all thought to himself, "What a bold scholar."

"Come on."

"As the saying goes, scholars are treasures of the country, and Confucians are treasures on the table. Zuoqiu was not talented. He passed the imperial examination in the sixth year of Kaibao. He returned to his hometown and was plundered by the bandits. He left his post to reveal his identity as soon as he spoke. As soon as he spoke, everyone on the stage was shocked. Since the Tang Dynasty, although Jinshi was not as rich and noble as the Song Dynasty, he had established an extremely difficult image in the minds of ordinary people. Especially before Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty expanded his enrollment, scholars from all over the country gathered in the capital. There were usually only a dozen Jinshi, at least a few, and most of them were twenty or thirty. All those who could pass the imperial examinations were able to pass the imperial examinations and shiny their foreheads. Liang Zuoqiu looked only about thirty, but he didn't expect to be a Jinshi.

"Since you have passed the imperial examination for six years of Kaibao, why not become an official in the Song Dynasty?" Chen De asked in surprise. The treatment of civil servants in the Song Dynasty was to raise corruption with high salaries. As long as you do not rebel, your life will be absolutely guaranteed. Although most of the Jinshis during the Taizu period only became small officials, unlike Taizong, who had been new Jinshis all of a high-ranking official at once. It was too strange that Liang Zuoqiu abandoned his official position and returned home.

Liang Zuoqiu smiled bitterly and said, "He treats me with national talents, and he should repay him with national talents." His words were not finished. The corruption case in the sixth year of Kaibao, and the scholar who had not won the imperial examination beat the drum and sued the emperor. Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin personally set the precedent for the palace examination and admitted 26 Jinshi. Liang Zuoqiu was the chief examiner who had not been favoritism and fraud before. After the palace examination, he was admitted to Taizu himself and got a small official from the Ministry of Rites.

Two years later, Zhao Guangyi killed his brother and seized the throne. Although the Zhao Pu Jinkui Alliance was covered up, these officials of the Ministry of Rites were wise. Because the emperor's succession was not a whim, who had hope or no hope, the generals could see from some subtle arrangements of the etiquette system. For Liang Zuoqiu, who was familiar with the classics and history and also worked in the Ministry of Rites, no matter how Zhao Guangyi concealed it, the person who inherited the throne should not be Zhao Guangyi, which was very clear and clear. Liang family studied and passed on his family in Fengzhou and promised his loyalty and righteousness. Liang Zuoqiu was even more stubborn. Since Zhao Guangyi was not in a good position, he felt that if he continued to be generous with the court salary, he would be a burden to Taizu's kindness, so he abandoned his official position and returned home. Not long after, he was plundered by the Dangxiang people.

Note: Taking silver as the target, see Zhong Shiheng recorded in Volume 09 of "Qingshui Jiwen".

When he first arrived in Qingjian City, he approached the barbarian territory. His garrison was weak and his food was short. Shiheng used official money to lend money to merchants and travelers to get it. He did not care about where he went in and out. Before he could, the granaries were all solid. He also taught officials and people to be familiar with shooting, and even monks and Taoists were also used to it. Those who used silver as shooting, would always give it to it. Then the middle ones became more and more heavy, and the silver was as heavy as before, and the ones gradually became thicker and smaller. Some people were competing for labor service, and those who shot were also better and better, and those who shot were better and better. If they were shot, they would also be shot. If they were shot, they would be shot. Therefore, everyone could be shot.

Liang Zuoqiu is purely fictional.

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