"Are you two from the military?" Hearing that there was no movement in the courtyard and waiting for a long time to no avail, Yan Siguan also felt a little bored, so he asked.
Kinmen drank too much today, and his speech was slurred. He still kept up the conversation and replied drunkenly: "No, the military camp is a good place. It doesn't matter whether you are from a wealthy family or a poor family. They are all treated equally. The battle merits speak for themselves. , even if you have no land at home and cannot read Chinese, you can still control the wind and rain in the military camp and feel very comfortable." Then he said contemptuously, "It is different from the intrigues in the officialdom. If there is a war, brothers are really brothers, and no one will do it. When faced with a crisis, saving another life is the same as saving your own life. A few years ago, I went with the army to exterminate bandits in the mountains. I encountered an ambush on the road and lost most of the hundreds of infantrymen. The remaining ten or so soldiers bypassed the encirclement and interception and rushed back to the pass to report the news."
Jinmen picked up the wine flask, took another sip, and wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, "I and a fellow villager fought hard, but still got separated from the remaining soldiers of more than a dozen people, and were surrounded by bandits, unable to escape. In After two days of hard walking in the mountains and forests, the bandits were chasing after us, and we were covered with bruises. We could not walk anywhere, so we temporarily took a rest in a cave that connected from front to back. We were so hungry that our chests were pressed against our backs. I split the last piece of solid food in half with him before I could finish it."
"I didn't expect the pursuers to arrive. He pushed me out of the cave, grabbed the sides of the cave with both hands, and held me tightly." Jinsuo drank the wine in the pot in one gulp, his eyes red. "To this day, I can still hear the sound of knives and axes piercing bones, and the sound of blood and flesh splashing."
"Stop talking about it." Jin Suo frowned and scolded in a deep voice.
Jinmen ignored his brother's scolding and laughed loudly; "But now, we are hawks and dogs, and we have become minions worse than thieves and bandits. How ridiculous!" The wine bottle broke in response, and in It was particularly harsh in the long empty street.
"Shut up!" Jinsuo raised his hand and punched Jinmen, who was staggering and drunk, to the ground. He raised his right fist, but had no choice but to put it down. Jinmen lay down on the ground and simply fell asleep, but even when he fell asleep, his fists were still clenched as before, as if in a drunken dream, he was still thinking about beating the thieves and bandits in the world.
Jin Suo looked at Yan Siguan who was in silence, and said slightly apologetically: "I'm just kidding, my brother's wine is very bad, just take me back and teach him a lesson, don't worry about it." After hearing this, Yan Siguan smiled slightly for the first time. There was a slight smile, but this was not a sign of poor wine quality. According to him, these two brothers were too weird. In this world, it is ridiculous to invite that person to have a drink after being attacked by someone unexpectedly, not to mention that the cultivation level of these two brothers is far higher than his own. According to convention, he should be beaten half to death at this time. The so-called rules of the world seem to be true when the strong bullies the weak. There is no such thing as these two people, so Yan Siguan's impression of these two brothers , it was much better than before, so he raised the wine bottle from a distance to indicate that it was okay.
It's easy to get drunk with fast wine, and it's easy to get drunk with slow wine. Yan Siguan also noticed that he was drunk and felt a little top-heavy, and the mountains and rivers were overturned. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "I think what your brother said is true, why did you beat him? I didn't mean to interfere in private matters, I was just a little curious. If you have any inconvenience, just ask me casually. Don't force me." .”
Jin Suo smiled bitterly, pointed towards the door of the mansion with drunken eyes, sighed and said: "Others say that Zhang Mansion is luxurious. When we first arrived here, we felt that it was indeed extremely luxurious, but we didn't know how much it was worth, let alone what was in the courtyard. What's the point? I didn't hear anyone mention it until later. The jade-carved gate alone is worth hundreds of taels of silver, which is equivalent to hundreds of copper coins."
"In the army, although my two brothers make a living on military pay, they have been very peaceful in recent years. At most, they can only suppress bandits. There is no meritorious service. Naturally, they cannot compare with the salaries of those captains and governors, let alone at home. The two elders still need support, and neither of us has married yet. Where can we get this money? If we just rely on the meager salary, it will be difficult to support ourselves, let alone have enough money."
"So you two turned here and became the young master's disciples, guarding the palace gate for him?" Yan Si understood with concern.
A penny stumps a heroic man, and the bitterness in it is not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.
After thinking for a moment, Yan Siguan said doubtfully: "With your two skills, not to mention becoming a martial artist or joining the Xian family, at the worst, you can get a Yamen general." Before Yan Siguan finished speaking, , Jin Suo waved his hand and said: "If this is really the case, why are we two here? Where is the way to go now? Nowadays, the military in the world can make progress and earn a generous salary, mainly through three paths. Firstly, those who can become generals and lieutenants are mostly inherited from their fathers. In addition, they can compete in martial arts on the martial arts field. If they can win the favor of the generals in the army, they can be promoted continuously for more than ten years. Several levels. The six martial arts examinations include physical strength, riding skills, bow skills, and formation of troops. The third is the military merit system, but there is no major national war at the moment, so how can military merit be obtained."
"Both of my parents grew up in farming. Several generations of our ancestors have been poor people who farmed and weaved mats. Since our sons inherited our father's business, they must have nothing to do with us."
"According to this, why not go and demonstrate martial arts?" It is not an exaggeration to say that Yan Siguan knows nothing about military matters. He only heard some scattered things in his early years. The root cause is the warrior soldiers he encountered. Less, after all, is a layman.
"How can it be so easy?" Jinsuo sighed and said nothing for a while.
In the courtyard, Mo Yun raised her eyes, stepped hard with both feet, jumped down, and rushed straight to Yang Fu on the top of the pavilion. The murderous aura made the latter's hair stand up involuntarily, and he couldn't help but secretly thought as his mind was spinning. Pathetic: The taste of the young master in this chapter is indeed a bit otherworldly. She is not a woman, she is clearly a female tiger in the great river. Although it is due to the poison, the murderous aura is not entirely caused by the poison. Not daring to hesitate, Yang Fu quickly took out a wolf-hair brush from his sleeve, dipped it in the dew from the pavilion just now, and drew a word "binding" in mid-air. He shook it with his left hand, and the word "binding" immediately appeared in the void. The flickering of lights and flickers separated the strokes into several transparent water ropes, winding towards Mo Yun in mid-air.
The pen and ink are used for attack, which shows Yang Fu's skill. People who practice Taoism all use the inner energy as a guide. When the state is low, the inner energy has to circulate back and forth in the meridians. It is not until the three realms are recited that the inner energy can be drawn out of the body. They can control weapons and magic weapons as they wish, so that they can send and receive freely, and call them. As soon as it comes, it goes away. At this moment, the methods used by Yang Fu were infinitely more advanced than ordinary imperial objects.
The world doesn’t know, the world doesn’t know.
There are still moments of soaring into the sky.
