Qijun is not a particularly prosperous place, but in the past two years, due to the presence of Zhang Xutuo and Qijun's disciples, it has become a rare paradise. Since Wang Bo's righteousness, the counties in Henan have become "lively"
.Beihai County is occupied by Guo Fangyu; Juyeze in Dongping County is a den of bandits; apart from the administrative office, all other counties in Jibei County have records of being conquered by bandits. At present, even Lu County, which has been taught by saints for thousands of years, is
There were wars everywhere, and other places were infested with banditry and mourning everywhere. Only Qi County maintained the last piece of tranquility in the chaotic situation. In the past few years, Wang Bo, Shi Yao, Hao Xiaode, and this time Guo Fangyu,
Pei Changcai, Shi Zihe, and more than a dozen other great masters coveted the rich people of Qi County, but none of them came back without stopping.
The people of Qijun know the cold and the warm, so they welcome their heroes with the highest courtesy. Under the leadership of the prefect Pei Caozhi, the old gentry lined up to welcome Wuli. The victory drums beat loudly, and the sound of singing moved the earth. In a joyful atmosphere
In the middle of the ocean, there are whole jars of fine wine, golden roasted pigs dripping with honey, women's hot and unabashed gazes, and men's admiring and slightly envious smiling faces.
We have lived here for generations. This is our home, whether it is the Zhou Dynasty or the Sui Dynasty. Changing dynasties is a matter between Chang'an and Luoyang, which is too far away from Qi County. Heroes in the eyes of the common people are not legends.
Among them were honorable ministers and famous generals who had served as dragons, but these were the heroes who had returned in triumph. It was these hometown boys who were so honest and honest that they couldn't even be smashed with a hammer, and who protected their little property.
It was these children from their hometown who smiled with white teeth and were immediately overwhelmed when they walked into the crowd. They defended their last bit of human dignity with their lives and blood.
Amidst the thundering drums, the old prefect Pei Caozhi was the first to raise his wine cup, hold it above his head with both hands, and salute Zhang Xutuo in front of his horse. "Zhang Juncheng led my Qijun warriors to march hundreds of miles in a hurry and bravely attack the tiger's den.
The great thieves were defeated and the Eastern Xia Dynasty was shaken up. This wine is congratulated by the elders of Qi County for the county magistrate. I hope you will drink it without dissatisfaction with its meagerness!"
"I hope the county magistrate will not think it is too thin and drink it reluctantly!" More than twenty white-bearded old men in silk robes said in unison, raising the wine cup with trembling hands and holding it over their heads. Behind the prefect,*
The strong men of Qilu, who were shirtless, beat the big cowhide drum vigorously, and the rumbling sound of the drum resounded through the sky. After taking the wine cup, Zhang Xutuo's face, which had not changed in the face of tens of thousands of enemy troops, slowly turned red, and he rode his horse to follow him.
Xuzi, who was standing behind, saw that the old general's hands were trembling slightly. The old general wanted to say a few polite words, but in the end he said nothing. He raised his wine cup, turned around, and first showed respect to the brothers behind him.
Then drink it all in one gulp.
"Without a county magistrate, our lives are at risk. Without a magistrate, the court's dignity will be ruined. This wine is the wish of all the officials in Qijun. I hope the magistrate will not find it bland and drink it again!" Pei Cao said again!
He picked up a bowl of wine and raised his hands above his head. Although as the governor of a county, his personal limelight was often overshadowed by Zhang Xutuo, which made him often jealous in private. But this time the enemy suddenly attacked.
If Zhang Xutuo and others had not risked their lives to stop him, he, the county guard, would not have been able to save his life, let alone the limelight and official reputation. Therefore, Sir, this bowl of wine is a real toast, without any odor.
"Without the strong support of the county governor, without the concerted cooperation of all my colleagues, without the full help of my father and fellow villagers, no matter how brave Zhang was, no matter how hard the brothers worked, they would not be able to achieve the full success of plowing the courtyard and sweeping holes today. Zhang would not dare to drink this wine.
I drink alone, but I am willing to drink it with the governor, colleagues in counties, and elders in my hometown!" Zhang Xutuo took the wine, immediately bowed, and raised the wine cup between his eyebrows.
The strong, shirtless men beat the drums again, and the rumble of the drums stirred people's hearts. In the sound of the drums, Zhang Xutuo, Pei Caozhi, all civil servants in Qi County, elders and gentry, raised their wine bowls at the same time and drank.
Then turn the bowl upside down and let the remaining wine trail into the soil drop by drop under the sun.
Everyone looked at each other and laughed. This was indeed an exciting victory. Pei Changcai's White Belt Army has done many evil things in the past year. As long as they leave Juye Ze, they will definitely cause countless tragedies in which families will be killed and wives and children will be separated.
This beast had devastated Dongping and Jibei, but only after entering Qi County, the entire army was wiped out. Although Pei Changcai escaped into the mountains alone, his three sons and the direct descendants on whom he relied on were all killed.
.In the green forest team that emphasizes the law of the jungle and the strong, without a direct family background, this thief will be wiped out of his name forever.
"If there is no county magistrate, the city of Qi County will not be preserved. If there is no magistrate, the homeland will be reduced to scorched earth. This wine is respected by the common people of Qi County. I hope the county magistrate will not dislike it and drink it again!" Amidst the sound of drums, Pei
Cao Zhi raised the third glass of wine above his head.
Zhang Xutuo jumped off his horse and stepped across from Pei Cao. He took the wine cup with both hands and replied loudly: "The person who protects my home from being robbed by thieves is not Zhang, but everyone in Qi County. This is
For the third drink, Zhang is willing to borrow your hand to pay tribute to all Qilu men who have sacrificed their lives in previous battles!"
He spoke sincerely, and his voice was trembling by the end. The drums on the field suddenly stopped, and countless people cast their eyes with admiration and reverence. Pei Caozhi was stunned, and quickly understood Zhang Xutuo's intention. The old eunuch
He handed the wine cup in his hand to Zhang Xutuo, then turned around and took another bowl from his entourage. They stood side by side, one civil and one military. They first raised their heads to the sky to pay respect to the departed heroic souls. Then they bowed down to the knees.
He bowed to the ground and paid homage to the heroes who had just fallen asleep. Then he bowed around and bowed again, sprinkling the golden nectar into the fertile soil at his feet.
There was no drumming or singing. Everyone closed their mouths and watched Zhang Xutuo's every move quietly with their eyes. Some people thought of Pao Ze who died in the battle, and their eyes filled with tears, and more people were moved by the strong emotions.
The aroma of wine made my heart beat wildly. The county soldiers did not belong to the regular establishment of the imperial court, and received meager salaries and poor equipment. It was also difficult for them to receive rewards from the imperial court, and many of them would not receive promotions in their lifetime. However, to have this moment today is enough to make many
The people are satisfied. Everyone is fighting to protect their homeland. There is no need to turn around even if they die a hundred times.
The scene in front of him seemed familiar, Li Xu thought silently while intoxicated. The strong aroma of wine and the enthusiastic people reminded him of what happened on the grassland a long time ago. They were also fighting to protect their homeland.
Welcome your own warriors to triumph. The customs and habits of the two regions outside the Great Wall and the Central Plains, and the Bailin and Huaxia ethnic groups are so similar that even the celebration methods adopted are almost the same.
The second round of drinks was given to Qin Shubao, who decisively rushed into the bandit camp. This middle-aged general with a yellowish complexion and a tall and burly body acted as shy as a child in front of his fellow villagers. He jumped as fast as he could
He dismounted and took the wine from Pei Caozhi with both hands. Then he drank up the wine in the bowl as quickly as possible, and picked up another bowl of wine to return to the prefect Pei Caozhi and the Qijun officials. Then he held the wine again.
The elders from his hometown who came up to Zhan had a drink together, and then he pulled up his horse and quickly walked towards the welcoming crowd on both sides of the official road.
The crowd automatically separated into a passage, and the fellow villagers laughed and laughed in good faith, watching Qin Shubao walk towards a woman who was wandering outside the crowd with a bamboo hat on her head and a tulle trim covering her face. The woman was very quiet and held hands with one hand.
A boy of about ten years old, holding a little girl of about seven years old by the other hand, came to Qin Shubao's side under the envious gaze of everyone.
"Second sister-in-law, how many more dishes should we add today?" Someone from the county soldiers covered their mouths with their hands and shouted loudly.
When Qin Shubao and his wife heard the shouting, they turned around at the same time, bowed their heads gently to everyone, and then followed each other away.
Countless people were so envious that their eyes almost fell to the ground, including one Li Xu. He suddenly found that he liked the atmosphere in front of him very much. Compared with the days in the army, Qi County did not have so many intrigues, so many cautious, but many
A bit warm, a bit peaceful.
"General Li Lang came to our county for the first time and performed extraordinary feats before entering the city gate. This wine is a thank you from our elders in Qi County. Please don't refuse, general!" Watching Qin Shubao go away, the old prefect Pei Caozhi held the wine bowl.
Walking towards Li Xu. When he arrived for the first time, Xu Zi didn't dare to support him, so he immediately rolled his saddle and dismounted, holding his hands together.
"Since I'm here, I should work together with you adults. I dare not take credit, but I am willing to drink with all my colleagues!" Li Xu held up the wine and responded with full sincerity.
His appropriate response immediately won the favor of many people. Qilu people are straightforward and have always admired heroes. Xuzi's behavior of fighting the enemy side by side with Zhang Xutuo a few days ago has won himself the respect of everyone. Now,
He returned triumphantly, but he was not arrogant and his humble behavior won everyone's admiration.
"It seems that the rumors are not necessarily correct!" Zhang Xutuo stroked his beard lightly and smiled as he watched Li Xu and his colleagues in Qi County toast.
"Brother Li is a good drinker!" After drinking three bowls of strong liquor, Xuzi, who is brave, humble and well-behaved, has been initially accepted by the people of Qijun. Looking at his young face, the elders praised him with their own customary titles.
"It is Li's blessing to be able to do his best for the folks in Qijun and to fight side by side with the men of Qilu!" Li Xu replied with a smile. Following the rhythm of the drum, he pulled his horse and walked into the welcoming crowd. He was drunk and walked with his footsteps.
Vain.
In the crowd, he saw smiling faces that seemed familiar to him, enthusiastic and sincere.
He turned back and watched as the soldiers jumped off their horses one by one and took over the celebration wine from the fellow villagers. Turning his head again, he saw the quiet wilderness in the distance and the wisps of smoke drifting in the wind. In the smoke, he saw a person
A familiar figure sang softly and floated in front of his horse.
A young man is drunk, and when he is drunk he cannot wake up. (To be continued)
