The deputy generals left, and twelve people were paralyzed.
Chang Bingzhong, whose calves were trembling, was not willing to go to Jinchuan to die, so he took the other eleven unlucky guys and started a fight with Wang An.
"Yes, why are you making trouble? I didn't even take the exam!"
Shu Wenqing, who was assigned a first-class position by the "La Zhuang Ding", was also excited. He dragged two other first-class students to join the protest crowd, vowing to seek justice for himself.
"Everyone, listen to me. I, a son of the Eight Banners, have been favored by the country in this life. Now that the country is in trouble, I, a son of the Eight Banners, should die for the country. Even if I die on the battlefield, it will be honorable!"
"Old Chang, doesn't your father have someone in Camp Jianrui? Why are you afraid of someone... Hey, why are you kicking me..."
The crowd was so excited that Jia Liu couldn't persuade them.
I could only silently walk aside and rub my legs, thinking that these guys are really young and ignorant, and they regard Master Liu's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Then you have no idea who Fu Chang'an is? Don't talk about you stupid boys, it's just you.
Even digging out the old man from his grave is useless!
"Little ancestors, I beg you not to make trouble... This is Fu Dutong's decision. Even if I have ten more courages, you won't dare to disobey it!"
Wang An was only a sixth-grade knight, so how could he have the power and courage to confront the second-grade deputy general, but these bannermen insisted on harassing him, making him so anxious that he couldn't help it, and in the end he gritted his teeth and made a fool of himself.
Yihei said angrily: "You have to listen to the orders of Lord Du Tong, and you have to listen even if you don't! If you dare to mess around again, I will give you a good meal first, and then tie you up with ropes and send you to the front of the army!
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This statement is really effective, and many people have been fooled.
Two of them instinctively took a few steps back, as if they were really afraid of having their butts exposed.
"If you dare to let me go to Jinchuan, I'll give you back the money my father gave you!" It was Wang Fu who said this, with an indignant look on his face.
"..."
Wang An's momentum was relieved on the spot.
"Yes, refund the money, refund the money!"
"How can it be such a good thing to take our money and send us to die?"
"..."
Everyone's "arrogance" suddenly rose up again, and they started shouting one after another, making Wang An's face turn green for a while.
Jia Liu kept shaking his head. Young people are just ignorant. Do you understand the three most unpalatable bowls of noodles in the world?
If Wang An is roasted on the fire like this, he will no longer be around?
That’s right, you’re still a fool when you die.
Wang An didn't want to help the stupid boy talk about the money in public. It was quite embarrassing and unfair, because most of the money given by each family fell into the pockets of Lao Ma, Lao Zheng and the others. He only got a few for the Xiao Riding School.
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In the end, all the targets were pointed at him, so where could he go to reason with him?
Seeing that the commotion was getting louder and louder, Wang An was worried that something would happen, and he really didn't want to get involved in the matter, so he simply told everyone that the person who was conducting the exam today was someone from the Military Aircraft Department. If you felt it was unfair, you could go to the Military Aircraft Department to complain.
Speaking from the military aircraft department is more useful than the deputy commander, right?
"yes!"
Chang Bingzhong was overjoyed and took everyone straight to where Wang An said he was from the military aircraft department.
Leapfrog appeal?
Jia Liu rolled his eyes and wanted to join in the fun. If those stupid boys really muddied the waters, maybe he could also benefit from it.
Then I thought about it, who is Fu Changan?
I'm afraid that the Minister of Military and Aircraft will give this guy face, so this matter will probably not be overturned.
It's better to stay calm and don't let Fu Chang'an catch you as a typical example. If you take a beating before starting the battle, you won't be able to make a difference.
So, he sat down next to Zu Yingyuan and the other boys who were watching the joke. He broke off a small branch and picked it between his teeth.
I thought it would be a fuss for a while, but the results came out soon after.
Chang Bingzhong and the others came back in disgrace, with their heads hanging down. Fortunately, Jia Liu was sitting down, otherwise he would have to bend down and look up to see what their faces looked like.
"No one from the military aircraft department is here?"
"exist."
"Why aren't you looking for them?" Jia Liu was surprised.
"What are you looking for? It's Fuzhong Hall." Chang Bingzhong looked bitter.
"Fu Zhong Tang?"
Jia Liuyi was startled: Isn't Fu Chang'an the deputy capital? When did he become the central hall?
When asked what was going on, it turned out that Fu Dutong's second brother was the Minister of Military and Aircraft Fulong'an.
Jia Liu understood and no longer asked Chang Bingzhong why they did not dare to complain to Fulongan.
Nothing to ask.
If the younger brother does something to complain to someone about his grievances, doesn't he deserve a beating?
Once the dust has settled, it will depend on what avenues everyone can pursue after returning home.
No one dared to make a fuss, and the reserve disciples of the Han Army's Zhenglan Banner immediately seemed very quiet.
After half a stick of incense, Wang An came over and looked at the people who were both happy and sad. He actually felt uncomfortable in his heart. Breaking the sky, those who went to die were all members of the banner. How could he, an elder in the banner, take pleasure in the misfortune?
After a few brief words, Wang An asked everyone to get on the bus at the school gate and go back. The seventeen disciples heading to Jinchuan will report to Jianrui Camp the day after tomorrow. There will be a dedicated person in charge.
"When you get home, don't complain about others. Let your family prepare what you need to bring. Don't cry and mourn like a man... If you go back and make contributions on the front line, won't you stand out?"
Except for Zu Yingyuan, few people took Wang An's comfort seriously. They all wanted to go home quickly and find ways to smooth things over.
On the road, the carriage was silent.
When we arrived at the Dutong Yamen, we saw a lot of "parents" gathered outside the gate. As soon as the children of each family got off the bus, they were asked by their fathers and mothers for a while. After that, there were joys and sorrows, and various aspects of life.
Jia Liu scanned around but didn't see his father, Jia Daquan. He was afraid that Daquan didn't know about it yet, so he went back directly.
As soon as I stepped into the yard, I heard the sound of pots and pans in the kitchen. The eldest sister Jia Juan and the second sister Jia Lan were busy chopping vegetables and cooking.
Jia Daquan, the father, was talking to his eldest brother-in-law Wang Zhian under the locust tree, while his second brother-in-law Gao Delu was studying his father-in-law's big bow.
The only domestic slave of the Jia family, Yang Zhi, squatted in the stable to repair the gap. Jia Liu's two nephews, Dabao and Xiaobao, were holding Dahei's legs and the other was pulling Dahei's tail. The big black horse was so angry that it neighed several times from time to time.
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It looks very harmonious.
"Dad, I passed the exam and will go to work for the Jinchuan Army the day after tomorrow!"
The harmonious scene was shattered by Jia Liu's words.
........
The night outside is already very deep.
Jia Liu's two nephews, one in his mother's arms and the other in his aunt's arms, were sleeping soundly.
The food on the table was not touched much.
The occasional sobs from the eldest sister indicate that the family is going through something painful.
Jia Liu broke the calm, stood up and said to Jia Daquan, whose eyes were red: "Dad, the matter has come to this, my son can only go to Jinchuan."
"No, you can't go!...I only have a son like you. If you have any shortcomings, how can I explain it to my ancestors!"
Angry and anxious, Jia Daquan stood up in a panic, extremely sad and angry, "No, I will go find them!"
"Dad, forget it, it's useless. This matter was decided by the Emperor. It's useless for you to ask anyone."
Jia Liu sighed, who could Jia Daquan go to? At most, he could go to Lao Zheng, Lao Zhao and the others, but these people can help with small things, but how can they help with such big things?
"Then we can't let you die in vain! If it really doesn't work, I'll go and beg Fu Dutong. I'll kneel down to him. Can it be done? I'll beg him to have mercy on our Jia family, can it be done? If it doesn't work, let dad go for you. Let's
Dad goes..."
Knowing that he could not change the outcome, Jia Daquan burst into tears and slumped in his chair.
The two sons-in-law were helpless and looked at their brother-in-law helplessly.
The two sisters were almost in tears.
"Dad, don't be like this... If I go to Jinchuan, I may not really die there. If I don't go, it will be troublesome. If I don't obey the court, my family can't hide thirteen pairs of armors."
Although he was not actually his biological father, Jia Liu felt uncomfortable with Jia Daquan's behavior, so he tried to act as relaxed as possible.
Unexpectedly, Wang Zhian, the eldest brother-in-law next to him, was so frightened when he heard what his brother-in-law said that he accidentally pushed down a porcelain bowl on the table.
"Bah"!
A crisp voice sounded in the hall.
The porcelain bowl was quite strong and was not broken. Only the mouth of the bowl had a few holes in it. Then it spun, spun, and spun on the ground, and finally turned under Jia Liu's feet.