Wangcai is not used to having a saddle on his back. He always wants to take that thing off, but he has a bit in his mouth, a faucet on his head, and a full set of saddles that restrains him tightly. He can no longer do what he used to do.
Habitual movements. He could only keep pushing his head against Yun Ye, hoping that the boss could mercifully untie these things and regain his freedom. At this time, Yun Ye was no longer able to protect himself. The general gave an order,
He had to get up and go to the Zuowuwei camp. Cheng Chumo gave Yun Ye the armor he wore before. Although it was still a bit big, it was much stronger than the standard armor. When he walked, his whole body made a rattling sound, like a dog's belt.
It's like a bell, not to mention how awkward it is, and the image is just fine. This armor already weighs thirty kilograms without the helmet. With a horizontal sword on his waist and a bow and arrow on his back, Yun Ye feels like a moving battle array.
Fortress, Yun Ye thought that wearing this armor would be good if he could not be hacked to death, not to mention killing people. Cheng Chumo apologized profusely, saying that it was really disgraceful to let his brother wear his old armor. The army was crude, so
That's it. When they return to Chang'an, they will make a set of eighty-pound heavy helmets for Yun Ye. Zhang Cheng and others drooled with envy, thinking that such armor is worthy of the status of marching secretary. After saying this, he was ruthless
He tied up Yun Ye's armor silk sash again and squeezed out the last breath from his lungs. Yun Ye blushed and tried his best to untie his belt, which saved his life. He finally managed to catch his breath.
Angry, he asked Cheng Chumo: "My younger brother is a civil servant, so why do you wear armor?" "Where can you say that there is a civil servant in the army? Even if your Majesty is in the army, you don't have to wear a helmet and armor. If you want to eat military sticks, just wear unlined clothes to see him.
"General," I heard Cheng Chumo talk about being beaten with a military stick. He was so strong that even if he was hit with a military stick ten times, he would have to lie down for two days. Look at his thin arms and legs. That shouldn't be discounted. He was advised to eat enough.
Food, no matter how uncomfortable this is, it is better than being hit by a military stick. After walking upright for a few steps, it is not that uncomfortable. It seems that the road is walked by people, and people are forced.
The two brothers hugged Wangcai and complained to each other for a while, and then Zhang Cheng lifted him onto another docile mare. Wangcai was not yet mature and could not be ridden. He only wanted to let her get familiar with the harness so that it would be easier to ride in the future.
Cheng Chumo also came with a bookkeeper to take over from Yun Ye and continue to make salt. General Cheng would not give up until he had exhausted the emperor's decree. When the sun had not passed noon, Cheng Chumo began to urge him on his way.
, asked Cheng Chumo to borrow ten guan of money and gave it to the two women as a thank you. Amid the cries of the two women, they said goodbye to the sergeant of the logistics battalion who had been with him for more than a month. Wangcai carried his backpack, and the fat mare carried Yun.
Ye, galloping towards the Lanzhou camp.
Sixty miles away, neither too far nor too close. Cheng Chumo could gallop back and forth in an hour, but now he can only let the horse trot. Just like this, Yun Ye is already so shaken that his internal organs are about to vomit out. The damn saddle is too big
It was hard, rubbing against Yun Ye's legs, as if they were on fire. He carefully raised his body and minimized contact with the saddle. Cheng Chumo showed off his unparalleled riding skills for a while. Yun Ye missed himself too much.
That's a second-hand Santana.
At the end of the road, the camp was already in sight, with horses and messengers galloping back and forth in an endless stream. From time to time, deep and deep horn sounds sounded, and the thick crossbow arrows on the archery tower shone coldly. A huge flag with the word "Cheng" was flying high.
, seemed very arrogant.
Cheng Chumo took his name and verified that he was worthy, and then he walked through the camp gate and went straight to the commander's tent.
Before meeting Lao Cheng, various legends about the demon king kept running through his mind. He was fiery, despicable and cunning. Which of these two personalities is the real side of his old man?
Before Yun Ye could figure it out, a burst of hearty laughter came from the handsome tent, and then a man in his forties appeared at the door of the tent, his clear and deep eyes fixed on Yun Ye: "
What a good boy, at such a young age, he saved our army from danger. He is a disciple of a master and deserves his reputation!"
Yun Ye lowered his head to avoid the sharp gaze, and bowed down: "Your Majesty, Yun Ye, is here to see the general."
"Okay, okay, it's good to be here. I heard Chou'er talk about my nephew's various abilities, but I still didn't believe it. But when I saw him today, he is indeed extraordinary. I have added a talented person to my army. I am very happy to congratulate you."
He was already a good nephew, so he, the uncle, had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it.
"My nephew and Chu Mo are very happy, and I have long wanted to meet my uncle. However, the salt production is related to the safety of the army, so I dare not slack off, so I delayed my visit until today. My nephew is rude, and I ask my uncle to forgive me."
"Ha, ha, you have done great work in making salt. How can I be surprised? I like the younger generation the most to make contributions. You and Chou'er should strengthen each other and make progress together. Come, come, let me take a good look at the young hero."
Yun Ye got up from the ground and stood next to Cheng Chumo, but was grabbed by Lao Cheng and followed him into the handsome tent. There were guards who had already placed tables in the tent. The dishes were still steaming, but there were not many.
Just four things, three dishes and one soup. Has it become a rule in the Tang Dynasty? Lao Cheng? Yun Ye looked at the dishes and thought that the young man would get hungry quickly. He didn’t think that Yun Ye was rude. He just felt that this boy was neither humble nor overbearing. He had a true temperament and was full of
Even the murderous intention is ignored, and the good feeling in my heart becomes even stronger.
"I know you have a good mouth, so I think it might suit your taste if you try the military dishes."
''My uncle gave me food, how dare my nephew be disrespectful? I just remembered that my mentor treated my nephew like this, and he treated me like this every time when it was time to eat. Thank you uncle." Cheng Yaojin put too much pressure on Yun Ye. He was like a chainsaw just now.
He couldn't bear the gaze anymore. How could he dare to have a verbal argument with such people? Even though Lao Cheng didn't mention Yun Ye's origin, his eyes were full of inquiry. Forget it, don't wait for him to ask, just start it yourself.
Let’s talk about the topic.
"Who is your master? It's a pity that I, Old Cheng, can't meet you."
"My master called himself Xiaoyaozi. He never told his nephew his name. He only said that the name was just a nickname. He didn't know the difference between knowing and not knowing. He never interacted with outsiders. He only said that the world was stupid and he had been with him for a long time.
, he was infected with the disease of stupidity, so until his death, my nephew was unfilial and did not know his name."
"The behavior of an expert is so unpredictable. It seems that we live in the world of mortals, and our spiritual intelligence has long been darkened by the pollution of the world."
It can be seen that Cheng Yaojin is a little sad. He was born in an official family, married a high-ranking wife, and carried a military talisman. He has the ultimate wealth in the world. I am afraid he is not sure what he is pursuing.
Yun Ye's words seemed to make sense at first glance. The words of an expert were so cloudy and foggy that they hit a large number of people and highlighted that they were simply out of this world. Everyone is drunk and I am alone. Not to mention, this kind of words is not suitable for those with an IQ of more than two.
Hundreds of geniuses can be accurate in every attempt. A smart person thinks too much and thinks too deeply. He can fix the holes in your language and make it perfect. I think back then, when Yun Ye stayed in a wild house in Tianshui,
The accommodation fee for twelve days is one thousand yuan, not including meals. The house is dilapidated and rats are rampant at night. Three meals a day are mainly made of water, but the price is extremely expensive. When the moon is at the peak of the moon and the moon is at the middle of the day, my stomach is thundering with hunger, and there is no trace of it.
I thought it was hard, and I talked with the white-haired landlord for five thousand years, talking about Britain, Germany, France, and the Soviet Union. Every time I heard a wonderful comment, I was amazed. There are sages in the wilderness, and I wish I could just accept them. The old landlord touched the clouds.
Ye's bones are so strong that he will shine brightly in less than ten years. Yun Ye choked up and couldn't speak when he heard this. He poured out all the RMB in his bag to reward the old man. His regret for meeting each other at such a late date was beyond words. He didn't expect that the next day, all the villagers would see him.
The people came together hand in hand, smashed the heads of their pockets with hoes, and promised to kill this old shameless liar. The rabbit would not eat the grass beside the nest. This old bastard deceived all his acquaintances and deceived all his relatives and friends in his hometown. He was really not a son of man. The old man
He walked over the wall with great skill. The villagers chased him closely, leaving Yun Ye alone in the garden, dumbfounded. The power of example is infinite. From then on, Yun Ye's conversations with smart people became like this.
After all, Lao Cheng is a human being in the world. After a moment of confusion, his eyes became clear again. The tough guy who waded through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his mind was already as solid as a rock. How could he be shaken by these few words? His eyes rolled, and he became angry.
Hengsheng. He stepped in front of Yun Ye in two steps, picked up Yun Ye and placed it on his lap. He raised his big palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and gave it a nasty slap. He taught him a lesson while beating him: "This slap is disrespectful to your teacher. This slap will disrespect you.
This slap slaps you for bewitching me, this slap slaps you for being arrogant and rude, what is this slap for? No matter, I want to beat you when you see you like this." After a few slaps, Yun Ye felt that his butt was no longer his own.
, and quickly begged for mercy: "Uncle Cheng, please spare your life, my nephew will never dare to do it again." "Hey, kid, you are seeking death for being so mean in front of me," after saying that, he glanced at Yun Ye sideways, and returned to the table with a sharp look.
He sat back and immersed himself in eating. Yun Ye didn't know why, but his tears and nose were beaten out by the old guy. It's impossible for a man to be so irresponsible. It seems that psychological maturity does not mean physical maturity. Tears and nose are probably a part of the body.
This kind of protective device is not controlled by the brain. I rubbed my numb buttocks and felt regretful in my heart. Why did I fool the old guy for nothing? Isn’t this because I feel uncomfortable? I slowly walked next to Lao Cheng and served Lao Cheng in a very stupid way.
Old Cheng was so cheerful that he ate whatever was given to him. It seemed that the old guy had forgiven him. Yun Ye was speechless for a long time. He was not that old liar. He kept his words and kept his composure even after his lies were exposed.
Old Cheng looked at him with disdain: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I'm still waiting for you to keep teasing me." "Uncle Cheng, please forgive me. That was also one of the lessons taught by my teacher. My nephew was on the battlefield for the first time. When he saw Uncle Cheng
You are majestic and murderous. I accidentally used my uncle as an experiment. Unexpectedly, you saw through my lack of academic skills. This beating was not unjust. It was purely brought on by my nephew. I hope my uncle will not be angry." "Oh.
?Classwork?”
"yes"
"What did your teacher teach you? Why do you confuse people's minds and talk nonsense is also a lesson?"
"Exactly, my teacher believes that everything in the world can be measured, including speech, what kind of occasion, what kind of words to say, what kind of tone to use, what kind of actions to match, how to persuade others, how to make people feel trust
, how to use words and sentences to create a sense of distance, what kind of expressions to match, what kind of actions to create a sense of majesty, etc..." Yun Ye has read the book "The Cultivation of Actors".
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