Zhang Xiaojing whispered slowly beside him, in a state of sleepiness, and even his voice had the aura of Shen Ke at night: "If you are recruited to serve as a soldier in Anxi, you need to learn and master a weapon first. The archer holds a bow and a crossbow.
They hold crossbows in their hands and spears in the queue, and the battle vanguards hold swords. Tiaodang, Qi soldiers, and horse troops are all equipped with horizontal swords or accompanied by shields. If you are not afraid of bloody battles and dare to risk your life and perform meritorious deeds, join the battle vanguard and Tiaodang for promotion.
The quickest, surprise troops, the cavalry troops are a little bit second, but the archers and crossbowmen depend on luck. "
"Before learning other weapons, you must master the Hengdao. This is the most basic configuration of the 20,000 Anxi soldiers. Other weapons may enable you to perform meritorious service, but the Hengdao can save your life. The Hengdao is easy to learn but difficult to master.
There are four to six sword techniques spread among the military, but the real essence is realized through countless fights. A true horizontal sword master can use the blade to stab the square hole of a copper coin thrown in the air without falling, and chop off the head of a person.
Cutting the throat does not damage the bones. Without five or six years of immersion in the battlefield, it is absolutely impossible to reach this state."
"I may not be able to teach you Hengdao. I am good at using crossbows and can hit the target with every shot. If you want to learn Hengdao, you can first learn from Wen Wuji. His swordsmanship is learned from Tiao Dangshang, a soldier in the army."
Zhang Xiaojing just opened his mouth and stopped talking, and a dull and thunderous snoring came from his throat. Li Siye didn't dare to fall asleep. He needed to stay alert at all times. When the soldiers of Jinwu Guard passed by on patrol, he would give Zhang Xiaojing a push, or
Pinch his nostrils to stop him from making any sound.
Zhang Xiaojing suddenly woke up at the right time. He lowered his head and drank a handful of cold water from the canal. He awoke his sleepy eyes and said stiffly and expressionlessly: "It's your turn to sleep."
His actions and tone of voice were very familiar, as if they were imprinted by his ten years as a soldier in the Western Regions. His biological clock was also timed appropriately. It was just before the fourth watch of the drum, perfectly distinguishing the first half of the night from the second half of the night.
Naturally, Li Siye would not shirk his politeness. He wrenched the water out of his wet cuffs, crossed his hands on his chest, curled up his legs and lay on his side on the stone platform. His eyelids soon became as heavy as lead, and he fell into a hazy sleep.
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He was tapped on the shoulder, groaned and turned over to sit up, but Zhang Xiaojing reached out to cover his mouth. He was about to sneeze, but was suppressed into his stomach.
Heavy or light footsteps were heard overhead, and Li Siye clung to the stone wall and looked up. A bit of morning light slanted down from the bridge opening, but it was like a warm veil of mist hanging on his shoulders.
People on the bridge murmured in low voices, and Li Siye distinguished their height, weight, and identity from the voices. Not only the voices, but also the sounds of their footsteps were different, forming a pipa-like song on the top of the bridge.
Rapid music.
After everyone had gone out, Zhang Xiaojing and Li Siye got up and took action, gently climbing from the stone platform to the bridge.
They could walk in ditches at night, but not during the day. There were too many people on the road, which made their movements suspicious.
Zhang Xiaojing whispered: "Our wet clothes are too obvious, so we must find new clothes to change into."
"Where can I find clothes?"
"follow me."
The two of them walked along the wall of Shengdaofang to the middle section. Li Siye turned around and said, "Precautions are at their loosest during the period after the curfew. Wuhou Pu, Wuhou Pu, Wuhou and Fang Ding are all concentrated on the four gates."
They glanced at both ends of the street, but there was no one around. Li Siye quickly squatted down and used his knees to support him. Zhang Xiaojing jumped forward and climbed over the wall with his knees, falling into the wall.
Li Siye did not stay where he was and continued to hide in the nullah and wait. When Zhang Xiaojing leaned out from the top of the wall and threw the packed bundle over the wall, he hurriedly caught it with both hands.
There were two sets of clothes stuffed in the baggage. Li Siye really couldn't believe that Zhang Xiaojing had the talent to be a thief.
The two of them came under the square bridge where they were last night, changed out of their wet clothes, and put on a clean short-sleeved jacket and half-armor, and soap-colored pants. However, Li Siye was tall, and the clothes did not fit well.
, the sleeves of the jacket only reach to the elbows, and the lower skirt exposes the calves, which looks like modern trendy cropped pants.
Li Siye lowered his head and looked down. Although he was very dissatisfied, there was nothing he could care about escaping. He was just afraid that he would be regarded as suspicious by those who were interested.
Only then did they dare to dig out of the ditch again. After covering up for a while, they walked like normal passers-by. When they arrived at Dunhuafang, there were more pedestrians. The two of them mingled in the crowd, only being careful to avoid the sight of Marquis Jinwu and Weiwu.
There are drum towers and wooden walls erected outside the main gates of each square in Chang'an City. The walls are used to post notices. They stood on the opposite side of the street and saw that there was no one in front of the wooden wall of Dunhua Square Gate opposite. There were yellow and brown signs on it.
Peeling paper, no new notice documents.
Zhang Xiaojing clicked his tongue in confusion and said, "How come there are no sea fishing documents here? Si Ye! When we passed by Shengdaofang just now, did you see the notice document at the entrance of the square?"
Li Siye thought carefully about it, and all the doubts that had arisen from last night to now showed that after last night's incident, the Jinwu Guards did not search the whole city, and no wanted documents were posted in every neighborhood. From now on, there is only one possibility.
He rearranged the soaked futou to hide his inner ecstasy, shook his head and said to Zhang Xiaojing: "I don't know if there is any document, but I am going to confirm this now."
He walked straight towards the square gate opposite. Zhang Xiaojing shouted behind him in a low voice: "Li Siye, what are you doing?"
Li Siye just waved back. There were two Wuhou standing at the gate of the square, yawning and looking tired from the night watch. Li Siye stood in front of them and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know who I am?"
Wu Hou looked confused. He quickly stood upright and asked carefully, "May I ask the envoy?"
"I am Li Siye from Gaoling, Jingzhao."
Wuhou immediately became angry. He took off his big stick from his waist and chased Li Siye, yelling, scolding and beating him: "How dare you tease an official! I'll stab you to death, you hysterical thing!"
Li Siye fled back from the opposite side. Zhang Xiaojing had also suspected this just now, but now it was confirmed. He patted him on the shoulder excitedly and said: "The Princess Mansion did not hold anyone accountable! The consort Yang Hui did not report to the official! It was a false alarm.
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This must be because of Princess Xianyi. This beautiful and fragrant Princess of the Tang Dynasty is broad-minded, generous and tolerant. She is simply a model of the women of the Tang Dynasty. Li Siye doesn't mind blowing her to the sky. Compared with the consort Yang Hui, he is also
They are a couple living together, and the gap in their lives is really huge.
After the disaster, the two of them relaxed physically and mentally. The longing under the bridge last night was no longer a delusion. They still have a place in Chang'an City.
The two decided to go to Dunyifang first. Wen Wuji was still worried about his brother's affairs, and Li Siye also wanted to take Li Mei'er back.
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Wen Ran gently rubs the awakened fragrant mud on the board, and the fragrant threads quickly form in her hands. This requires her to have a pair of delicate and dexterous hands. The length of the fragrant threads rubbed out is neatly arranged on the board to dry.
Li Meier squatted in front of her, holding her cheeks with her two small hands. She watched Sister Wen Ran working in silence, even moving her body carefully.
The sound of three people's footsteps suddenly came from below the floor. One of the footsteps was extremely heavy and was accompanied by the sound of the floor creaking and deforming. Wen Ran's palm shook violently. The incense stick that was about to be rubbed suddenly broke. She raised her head and smiled slightly.
He let out a sigh of relief, blew the broken hair on his forehead, and raised his hand to rub his sore neck.
Wen Wuji's voice came: "Mei'er, who do you think is here?"
Li Siye opened the curtain and entered the room. Wen Wuji limped behind him, followed by Zhang Xiaojing.
He originally thought that Li Mei'er would happily rush forward and tell his brother how much he missed him, but when he lowered his head and looked down, it was Li Mei'er who stared at him angrily.
Li Siye scratched his head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Wen Ran sighed slightly, picked up the incense-making household items, and placed them in the three-color cabinet against the wall. She took out the banzuo table, placed it on the floor in the center of the room, and spread out the two rolls of bamboo mats.
Then he knelt down on the ground and extended his hands to invite the guests.
"Please sit down, both of you. Wen Ran will make some tea for you."
Wen Wuji then hurriedly stretched out his hand to invite: "Yes, please sit down and have tea."