The summons from Zhe Chong Mansion broke the tranquility of the night.
The imperial soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were half soldiers and half peasants, and were hereditary from father to son. The rules of the Zhechong Mansion in various places were similar, some could be rotated, there were standing troops stationed throughout the country, and the rest returned to their hometowns to work in agriculture.
Once a war breaks out, the Zhechong Prefecture will immediately activate the mechanism of summoning government soldiers who are farming in the countryside and call back the government soldiers who are farming in the countryside.
Those government soldiers who work in agriculture are all veterans who have experienced battles, and most of their combat power is still at its peak. The most important thing is that they have rich battlefield experience and can lead the new soldiers to preserve themselves to the maximum extent during the battle.
For Zhechong Mansion, these farming veterans are the most precious treasures in an army.
The knight beat the gong and rode straight from the village entrance to the village...
The whole Zhuangzi was alarmed.
Li Qinzai in the other courtyard was startled and hurriedly threw on his clothes and followed the knight.
The knight rode his horse and ran to the old locust tree in the center of the village, still beating the gong in his hand.
An old villager came out cursing and yelled: "Okay, stop! The adults in the village are all awake. Don't scare the children or beat you to death, you bastard."
The knight was obviously a junior military attache in the Zhechong Mansion, but he did not dare to put on airs in front of the old farmer with no official position. Instead, he got off his horse and saluted respectfully.
The old villager didn't hesitate. Da Lala accepted his courtesy and said slowly: "A foreign enemy has invaded the border again? Where are they?"
The young military attache bowed and smiled and said: "Not counting the offense, our King's Division suffered a small loss in Baekje. The Japanese attacked our King's Division regardless of their integrity. We suffered thousands of casualties. The Emperor issued an edict and vowed to avenge this.
, so we summoned veterans from all over the country to work in agriculture."
The old banker laughed and said: "This emperor is not bad, he is a bloody man, and has the temper of the late emperor. That is exactly what he should be. If we suffer a loss, we will repay it a hundred times a thousand times! We Guanzhong men are not afraid of anything! I am the year of Zhenguan.
I am a veteran, and this time I will return to the army."
The young military attache smiled and said: "You... you should just work on your farm with peace of mind. Zhe Chong Mansion recruits prime-age soldiers."
The old banker glared: "What? Looking down on me? Now you and I are playing against each other. I can crush your egg yolks, believe it or not?"
The young military attache's expression changed, and he said hurriedly: "Trust, trust, but... this is against the rules. I will be slapped with a military stick when I return to Zhechong Mansion."
The onlookers laughed loudly. They were not nervous at all before the war, but were full of joy.
The crowd was suddenly opened by a pair of big hands. Old Wei walked out of the crowd, glared at the old farmer and cursed: "You old man, you are so obvious? You go to the battlefield at your age, and no one will collect your body after you die."
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The old villager replied without showing any signs of weakness: "If you die, you will die. Why collect the corpse? I will earn another military merit for my children and grandchildren later, and reward them with ten or twenty acres of permanent land. Ha, that's enough!"
Lao Wei sneered: "I'm so cowardly that I still want to earn Yongye Tian. You're so beautiful. Let's pick a fight? I'll leave one for you, but I'll only crush one of your yolks and leave one for you. Do you dare?"
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The onlookers laughed loudly, and from time to time someone booed and shouted.
The old banker blushed, but did not dare to challenge him. He said angrily: "I won't challenge you. You are just like an animal when it comes to fighting people. You only greet people from the lower third road."
Among the crowd of onlookers, Li Qinzai looked at this scene of laughter in the whole hall in amazement. This scene actually subverted his cognition.
In his opinion, summoning veterans to the battlefield should be a miserable atmosphere, with family members wiping away tears, veterans with sad faces explaining their funeral arrangements, the sky above Zhuangzi filled with dark clouds, and every household wailing behind closed doors.
But the scene in front of me was as if Zhechong Mansion had sent people down to distribute New Year benefits to the villagers. Everyone was in high spirits and beaming with joy, and everyone was vying for the first place, for fear that someone would take their place.
The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty can be seen in these veterans.
Old Wei walked out of the crowd, patted his chest and said to the young military attache: "You don't care about that old thing, I'll do it. I, Old Wei, was a soldier in the capital of the capital in the fourth year of Zhenguan. I followed the British Duke Chu Yunzhong to fight against the Turks and Tubo, and conquered the country.
After passing through Tuyuhun, he also followed Emperor Taizong in his eastward expedition to Goguryeo. This time he taught a few Japanese bandits a lesson and captured them easily."
The young military attache smiled bitterly and said: "Don't embarrass me. You are not young at this time. You should just farm at home."
Old Wei's eyes widened: "Am I older? Fart! I'm one year younger than the old immortal just now. I have a bad temper. Don't talk nonsense with me. Add my name to the roster. I will go there on time.
Zhe Chongfu Dianmao, I will bring my own weapons and leather armor."
In the crowd, Lao Wei's son rushed out with a look of panic on his face: "Dad, are you crazy? Why bother at this age? I should be the one to go!"
Old Wei turned around and sighed angrily: "You are worthless! I have wasted a lot of strength. I have a way to survive on the battlefield, can you? Go back and wait for me, I will give it to our family later."
If I earn another twenty acres of land, I would like to have a taste of being a landlord."
The young military attache had a sad face. These veterans were all fierce and violent. Although he was a military attache, he couldn't afford to offend them. Being ordered to call the veterans back to the army today was obviously a hard job.
Turning around and deliberately ignoring this unruly veteran, the young military attaché looked around at the villagers who were watching and said loudly: "Are there any soldiers from the government who have returned to the village?"
There was a loud roar from the crowd.
"have!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of strong banker men stood up. The bankers were instantly divided into two groups, one group were old and weak women and children, and the other group were strong and powerful men.
"In the 20th year of Zhenguan, Wang Sanlang, the soldier of the palace, was ordered to return to Jian!"
"In the third year of Yonghui, the soldier Liu Lidong was ordered to return to Jian!"
"In the second year of Xianqing's reign, Liu Dahu, a soldier from the government, was ordered to return to Jian!"
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Under the old locust tree in the center of Zhuangzi, a heroic spirit rises to the sky. The men of the village hold out their solid chests, like a long and indestructible national border, invincible and indestructible in the world.
Behind them are women and children.
The young military attaché took out a pen and paper and wrote down the names of the veterans with great speed. His hands were shaking as he wrote, obviously he was too excited to calm down.
After finishing writing, the young military attache raised his head and said loudly: "Three days from now, before a quarter of Mao hour, all the Yamen in Weinan County will assemble and march to the North Camp of the capital. Those who delay the escape will be dealt with according to military law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Wei stood up and said in a deep voice: "Wei Chenfu, a soldier in the fourth year of Zhenguan, was ordered to return to Jian!"
The young military attache hesitated and said with a grimace: "Mr. Wei, why are you doing this..."
Old Wei interrupted him and said coldly: "Write it down!"
Lao Wei's son was so anxious that he stepped forward and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Dad!"
"Shut up, I'm not dead yet, is it your turn to interfere?":.
The young military attache hesitated for a long time, and finally wrote Old Wei's name on the list, and then sighed.
Li Qinzai stood in the crowd, looking at them with a complicated expression, and then bowed to them silently without saying a word.
No one saw him, Li Qinzai turned around and left after saluting.
This time, they are the protagonists.
When he turned around, he happened to see Liu Asi holding Qiao'er's little hand. They had been standing behind Li Qinzai just now.
Qiao'er was still sleepy and kept rubbing his eyes. Just now, the young military attache Manzhuangzi struck the gong, which obviously woke up Qiao'er, so Liu Asi brought him over.
Li Qinzai smiled at him and took his hand towards the other courtyard.
On the way back, Qiao'er asked in confusion: "Dad, what are they doing? Why is everyone vying for that person to write his name?"
Li Qinzai sighed: "We have enemies in the Tang Dynasty, and the army summoned veterans like them to go to the front lines to fight against the enemies."
Qiao'er was still puzzled: "Will you die if you hit the enemy?"
"will die."
"But why aren't they afraid of death?"
Li Qinzai was silent for a long time and whispered: "Because behind them are the elderly, women and children."
Qiao'er said "Oh" and walked forward silently. After a long time, she suddenly asked: "Is dad also an old man, a woman and a child?"
Li Qinzai paused, remained silent for a long time, shook his head and said, "Dad is not an old man, nor is he a woman or child."
Qiao'er didn't ask any more questions. From Li Qinzai's expression, he seemed to have a premonition of something bad happening.
"Dad, grandma once said that a gentleman should not stand behind a dangerous wall. Dad is already very powerful, so he has been accompanying Qiao'er in the village, okay?" Qiao'er looked up at him.
The small hand holding his hand suddenly tightened, and Qiao'er held it tightly, fearing that the big hand holding him would suddenly disappear.
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "Of course dad will stay with Qiao'er and grow up with you." Provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.:.