Eager to return home, my horse rides on the east wind.
After bidding farewell to Li Ji, Li Qinzai and his troops sped towards Ganjingzhuang. This time Li Qinzai didn't even bother to sit in the carriage and went directly to the horse.
If there are any gains from the process of destroying the Japanese country, Li Qinzai's biggest gain is that he has learned his riding skills well...
When he was fighting for days in the Japanese country, the army advanced every day, and with the speed of the soldiers, Li Qinzai finally learned how to ride a horse. The riding position was already familiar to him, and it even felt a little comfortable after riding for a long time.
He galloped all the way, but suffered a lot from Kono Sanliang.
She was a princess, and she was somewhat good at riding, but it was a bit difficult to ride at full speed. She stumbled all the way, grimacing and gritting her teeth to keep up with the team.
A hundred miles away, it took half a day to arrive.
Arriving at the village entrance of Ganjingzhuang, I looked at the smoke rising in the distance, carrying the familiar smell of earth.
The smell of earth is not as "fragrant" as described in the work. In fact, it smells a bit fishy, but people who are used to it feel at ease, as if their feet will not move on the ground.
There were children playing at the entrance of the village. It was almost sunset. The villagers came out to look for their children, swearing. The children were not afraid of being scolded. They ran and laughed while avoiding the pull of their elders. The villagers were so angry that they kicked them. With his hands on his butt, he grabbed his ears and walked home.
The child finally cried, and the farmer's wife followed behind, scolding him "yeah," and the whole family returned home in a hurry.
Li Qinzai looked at this scene with a smile, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart.
He felt that this was the real world, with joys and sorrows, smoke and fire, adults scolding mothers and making children cry, and being poor but fulfilling.
The British Duke's Mansion in Chang'an City was also his home, but that home had a somewhat dull feel.
Living in that home, the family affairs, the court affairs, and the world affairs, all kinds of calculations and fights came one after another. It sounded inexplicably fulfilling, and it seemed that it was great to be involved in the world affairs, but in fact, living such a life was very tiring.
For a lazy person like Li Qinzai, who can lie down and never sit down, who can relax and never think, life in Chang'an City is really not suitable for him.
The group of people dismounted their horses at the entrance of the village and quietly watched the farmers running all over the ground to catch their children. The scene was very joyful, like a shepherd dog driving a small animal into a circle, full of joy.
A farmer, tired of chasing, straightened up and glanced subconsciously, and then saw Li Qinzai standing at the entrance of the village with a smile.
The banker blinked and immediately shouted: "The Fifth Young Master has returned to the bank!"
The farmers at the entrance of the village immediately stopped arresting the children, and they all surrounded him with a roar.
The young men clasped their fists, and the women squatted, and they all saluted Li Qinzai respectfully.
"Congratulations to the Fifth Young Master on his triumphant return! The Fifth Young Master is mighty! The Tang Dynasty will be victorious!" the villagers roared in unison.
After roaring, the bankers all raised their hands and patted their chests with a crackling and rhythmic beat. The Li family members were also solemn. They stood up straight and patted their scabbards hard, and responded in unison: "The Tang Dynasty will be victorious!"
The atmosphere became inexplicably exciting, and Li Qinzai stood in awe. Although he didn't quite understand it, he vaguely sensed that this might be a ceremony for the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who had returned triumphantly.
Sure enough, no era lacks a sense of ritual.
A simple set of actions made Li Qinzai's blood boil. He really wanted to take out his sword and go to the Japanese island again.
After the ceremony, everyone finally returned to normal. Li Qinzai couldn't help but feel secretly ashamed of what he had just thought. He had already lived two lifetimes as an adult, so how could he still be fooled so easily?
A banker stepped forward to salute and said with a smile: "I heard that the Five Young Masters led the army to destroy the Japanese country. This is an unparalleled achievement. The British government has become stronger every generation. We, the bankers of the Li family, have followed the good master's family, and the ninth generation has cultivated it." blessing."
Li Qinzai smiled bitterly and said: "Don't brag. I led the army to land in Japan against orders. The court has not yet given the regulations. I will probably be punished."
The dealers were stunned for a moment, and then they started shouting like a big pot.
"To destroy a country is to destroy the country, and credit is credit. The officials in the court should also be reasonable, right? What if they disobey orders? If they are not satisfied, they can lead their own troops and try to destroy a country!"
"Don't be afraid, Fifth Young Master. If the court punishes you, we farmers will go to the county government together to help you seek justice!"
Li Qinzai's face turned a little dark, and he sighed feebly: "The county government can't take care of this matter..."
"Where's Zhechong Mansion?"
"Zhechong Mansion can't control it..."
The bankers were furious: "Isn't there a reasonable place to go?"
"Yes, let's go to Tai Chi Palace."
The dealers were silent.
Li Qinzai looked at them and said with a smile: "Anyone who comes fifty feet closer to the palace gate will be shot by the guards. Which one of you will help me seek justice?"
The dealers didn't dare to say anything.
Damn it, Mr. Shao Lang.
After a long silence, Li Qinzai finally realized his conscience and broke the embarrassment: "It's getting late, everyone, please drive your innocent and lovely children home."
The villagers woke up from a dream, turned around to look for their children, yelling and cursing, and drove them home with a beating and scolding.
The crowd dispersed.
Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. Li Qinzai watched them leave with a smile and breathed out gently.
They are so down-to-earth, I like these guys, they are hard-working, brave, simple, but not stupid.
After catching a banker who was alone at the end of the queue, Li Qinzai asked about the situation in the bank in detail.
Hundreds of people in Zhuangzi were drafted into the army, and now most of them have returned. Of course, there are also a few who died in the Baekje Kingdom. Their bodies have not returned, and their graves are erected in their homes.
The newly appointed magistrate of Weinan County personally visited Zhuangzili, and paid enough money to the families who died in the war according to the court's pension standards, and also distributed land.
At this time 17*bxwx.* Zhang Si. Old Wei is still alive, but he still stays in Baekje, assigned to Liu Rengui's land command, following the army to wipe out the remnants of Baekje, and stationing troops on the border of Goguryeo. No wonder Li Qinzai has never seen Old Wei in Baekje and Japan.
Old Wei asked someone to come back with a message. The lieutenant colonel of the army valued veterans like Old Wei very much. According to the Qing Dynasty when the remnants of Baekje were wiped out, w Old Wei had made two military achievements, both big and small, based on his experience as a veteran.
Based on clues, he found two groups of Baekje remnants who were hiding in a cave and preparing to cause trouble, and together with the robes, he destroyed them.
Originally, the war at Baijiangkou was over, and Old Wei wanted to follow the veterans back home, but he was persuaded to stay by the school captain. The school captain asked Old Wei to help train the new recruits and teach him many years of battlefield experience. It is estimated that he will not be able to return until the next year.
Li Qinzai secretly sighed. He didn't expect that Old Wei would actually become a military instructor, but he certainly deserved it.
Although this old guy is very wretched and full of pornography, gambling and drugs, his skills and battlefield experience are indeed impeccable. It would be a pity if such a veteran just farmed in the countryside incognito.
After understanding the situation in Zhuangzi, Li Qinzai immediately rushed to the house where Cui Jie lived.
Walking to the east end of the village, Cui Jie's small farmhouse is right in front of you.
Li Qinzai held back his excitement and slowly approached.
It was still dark, and everything in the small courtyard could be seen clearly. Li Qinzai only took a glance and took a breath.
Control the big one and control the owl. Cui Jie and Cong Shuang sat beside the stone mill in the yard, lowering their heads and wiping away tears, not knowing why.
Qiao'er, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, was working hard. There was a pile of black powdery stuff in front of him. He wrapped the powder with paper and rolled it up layer by layer. Finally, he put some yellow mud on the bottom and tied it on the top. Pull out a lead...
The production process made Li Qinzai particularly familiar.
After Qiao'er finished it, he looked at his work with satisfaction. Before Li Qinzai could react, Qiao'er had lit the fuse and threw it into the room, shouting in a milky voice: "Go to hell." Bar!"
There was a loud bang, and there was a burst of frightened screams in the house, and two people, a man and a woman, staggered out of the house.
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