Chapter 1466 Could it be the secret soldier among the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty
Chapter 1466 Could it be the secret branch of our Tang Dynasty soldiers: paratroopers (please subscribe and vote)
Li Ke looked at his brand new official robe with despair on his face, even though he avoided being splashed with wine on his beautiful face several times.
However, the sweet and mellow wine was poured on the clothes again and again, and the whole body was exuded with a strong aroma of wine.
Although Fang Jun was wearing a helmet, he was also dripping wet and looked at Brother Chu Bi in front of him with a dull look on his face.
You can't even guess which direction the back of Brother Bi's head will be tilted, or which direction the splashing wine will come from.
Fortunately, the drizzle is continuous, the cement official road has always been water-stained, and the autumn rain is falling...
Not only does it cover up the wine stains, it also makes it unclear how Cheng Changshi "smoked" the wine in one gulp.
However, even if Cheng Sanlang continued to cheat and cheat, he still drank a lot. As for the official uniform, it was no better than Li Ke's.
Finally, after struggling for a long time, I finally got through the wine barrier, and the chiefs of the various states began to donate the Wanmin Umbrella.
Li Ke once again pushed to the front. He was very moved and excited, and he humbly said that his work was not done well enough.
The development of Luzhou and the central and southern areas of Jiannan Road is inseparable from the sincere dedication of the big bosses and the efforts of countless Han people.
Li, Cheng, and Fang all quickly handed the Wanmin Umbrella they received to their closest confidants.
But soon, the Han people who were holding umbrellas also gathered around one after another...
Li Ke, Cheng Chubi, and Fang Jun looked at the Wanmin umbrellas of various colors decorated with small strips of cloth below, and the smiles on their faces gradually stiffened.
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After being almost twenty miles away from Luzhou, the farewell officials and common people were finally no longer visible.
Cheng Chubi sat on his horse and looked at the team returning to Chang'an. Each person was carrying at least four or five umbrellas.
Moreover, the more than twenty vehicles in the team were already filled with all kinds of luggage and property, but now they had to pile up many oil-paper umbrellas on top of the goods, uh... Wanmin umbrellas.
"Brother Chu Bi, what should we do now?" Li Ke looked at the numbing number of umbrellas with a dumbfounded look.
Never would I have thought that after repeated warnings from others, those Umbrellas donated by the Tigers would only be a few in one state.
But the problem is, the tens of thousands of Han people outside the city have stuffed at least six or seven thousand Ten Thousand People umbrellas over and asked you whether you would like to accept them or not.
These all represent the best wishes of people of all ethnic groups and their sincere intentions. Do you have the nerve to choose between them?
The result is that now everyone in this originally serious team is carrying so many umbrellas...
Just when Cheng Chubi and Li Ke looked at the team with pained expressions on their faces, they were thinking about what they should do.
Beside, an intercity shuttle bus was passing by, and several lively businessmen stuck their heads out of the shuttle bus to watch the excitement.
When they saw this large team, there were more than a thousand people, and they seemed to be elite troops wearing armor and holding swords.
But what is puzzling is why these soldiers actually have so many oil-paper umbrellas on their bodies?
"Where did this team come from? Why do I feel like they just robbed an umbrella shop?"
"Yeah, it's so strange. Everyone is carrying and carrying them, but there are still three or four umbrellas. There are also umbrellas on all those cars."
"But it looks like an elite soldier. Since he is an elite soldier, why do he have so many umbrellas?"
"Could it be that this is a secret unit among the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty..."
"Brother Liu, tell me about this secret military unit."
Cheng Chubi and Li Ke couldn't help but prick up their ears in curiosity when they heard the chatter of these merchants.
"Look at their neat formation, serious expressions, and steady steps. They are clearly an elite force."
"But they didn't hold knives in their hands, only umbrellas. This proves that they should be a team of paratroopers."
"???" Cheng Chubi's whole body was shaken by the wind. He almost suffered a myocardial infarction from anger. He clutched his heart and fell off his horse.
What a god of paratroopers, I will give you all the paratroopers.
Finally, people were sent to the towns ahead, and dozens of vehicles were brought in, and all the umbrellas were loaded onto the vehicles.
However, since the drizzle was getting heavier and heavier, we simply let these elite soldiers continue their journey with Wanmin umbrellas to protect them from the wind and rain.
Autumn in the South is actually not a hard time, but once it starts to rain, the drizzle that seems to never stop can make people feel uncomfortable all over.
Before Cheng Chubi traveled through time, what he hated most was this kind of ghostly weather. After traveling through time, he still hated such weather.
Especially in the south, the humidity is already high, and coupled with the constant rain, people feel that there is no dry place anywhere in the body.
Sometimes it even rains for a long time, making you feel like your whole body is covered with moss and mushrooms.
It wasn't until we left Luzhou and passed through Rongzhou that we finally saw the rare sun.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and simply set up camp so that everyone could bask in the sun.
The purpose is not to supplement calcium, but to allow the luggage to be properly dried and dried, so that the luggage will not become moldy.
Especially those dried mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, and various pickled cured goods that are to be transported back to Chang'an. If they are not dried in the sun, they will really grow mold.
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After two days of basking in the sun, the team set off again and continued heading north. On the way back to Chang'an, they decided not to take the same road as last time.
I decided to change the route. After all, I wandered around the Shu Road for more than half a month last time, which made me feel uncomfortable.
But what made Cheng Sanlang and others despair was that even if they changed to another Shu road, it would still be difficult.
As the saying goes, it is difficult to enter Shu, and it is equally difficult to get out of Shu. Moreover, because there are so many people leaving Shu, the speed has to be slowed down a lot.
And in one section, because the Shu Road collapsed, it took two days to repair and clean it up before setting off again.
They set out in autumn, and by the time they set foot on the Guanzhong Plain, winter had already arrived.
A group of Luzhou people who came from the land of Luzhou and had never seen what the heavy snow looked like in their lives were now trembling with their mouths and looking at the snowflakes that were falling that day with curiosity on their faces.
Looking at the flying snowflakes, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but stretched out his hand to catch the snowflakes.
Seeing the snowflakes melting in the palm of his hand in an instant, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but let out a breath of white air and looked towards the direction of Chang'an City.
When I think of my kind-hearted father, my bookish mother, and my twin eldest brother, second brother, and three younger brothers, four, five, and six.
Of course, there is the Wu girl who likes to act fierce, and the cute little Li Mingda who wants to taste everything...
For a moment, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but wanted to scream, I was back again.
Chang'an, Lao Zihu...well, the most handsome cub of the old Cheng family finally returned to Chang'an.