Along the way, everyone was relatively silent.
The round trip will take more than ten hours. Although we saw the mausoleum for only a few dozen minutes, we are still very tired.
The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun followed Uncle Geng at the back of the team, while Wang Ke followed the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin at the front of the team.
Two questions have been swirling in Wang Ke's mind. What does the carved symbol behind the glazed screen wall mean? And what exactly did Gu Maolin find in the cave he went down to? His mysterious expression could not be seen by others, but Wang Ke could understand it.
When we returned to the station, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and only Hu Yanlou was guarding the cooking squad. "Commander platoon commander, the food has been left in the pot for you. You can't train so late. Eat it quickly."
Wang Ke smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and then immediately joined the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun and Uncle Geng. A group of people didn't even unload their equipment. They washed their hands in the pressure well in front of the door, immediately opened the lid of the pot, and wolfed down the food. Start eating.
After dinner, the reconnaissance team went home with Uncle Geng, while the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun returned to the company headquarters.
After everyone washed and tidied up, it was time to turn out the lights, so they immediately got on the kang.
I haven’t run ten kilometers in the past few days. Before going to bed, Wang Ke said to the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin: "Which of you is willing to run ten kilometers with me tomorrow? It's a good time."
The three recruits, Digua Liang Xiaolong, Ma Zhu Zhao Mingming and Wang Mingsheng, immediately raised their hands. Niu Suozhu got into bed and said, "Platoon leader, you can run away by yourself. My feet are blistered today."
Wang Ke smiled and went back to his room.
Back in the room, Gu Maolin had already laid out all his quilts. The two got on the kang, turned off the lights, and then started talking quietly.
"Platoon leader, let me tell you, that hole is really a U-shaped hole, it shouldn't be accurately said to be a Z-shaped hole."
"Are you going down?"
"I can't get down at all."
"If you can't get down, what are you talking about?"
"Don't worry. Although I didn't go down, I lay on the diamond wall and looked down. The shadows were still very deep, but I saw something in the hole."
"what?"
"There is nothing, but the bottom hole is close to the wall of the corridor below. You have to either jump down or find a rope to pull up."
"Oh." Wang Ke turned to look at the east room, and then said to Gu Maolin: "There must be nothing inside. When the archaeological team starts digging in a few days, we and Uncle Geng will go there again. Then we may have a look. It’s clearer.”
"Um."
"Go to sleep."
The two fell asleep quickly. Wang Ke fell into a deep sleep. He had a very strange dream. He dreamed that he and the emperor were in a large room, grabbing things to play. There was not even a place to sit in the room. He was too tired to sit on the floor. It happened that there was a stone in the corner of the room.
So the two of them went to grab it together, but the stone was slippery and heavy, and no one managed to grab it in the end.
Wang Ke woke up at 4:30 in the morning. This has become a habit of his, waking up at that time. He sat up gropingly and began to get dressed. But Gu Maolin was even more nimble than him. As soon as he heard Wang Ke start to put on clothes, he jumped up and did it three times, five times five times two times. When Wang Ke finished dressing, he came to the yard and there was already a group of soldiers waiting for him, including that There are three recruits living in the house reconnaissance squad, and of course there are soldiers from the telephone squad and wireless squad.
Habits become natural. Ten kilometers is not a short distance, so I started to warm up and jog.
When they came back from the run, reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin and Niu Suozhu were already sweeping the yard.
After breakfast, the company headquarters came to inform. All cadres go to the company headquarters for a meeting.
Each class carried out the training plan, and Wang Ke arrived at the company headquarters. The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun was in his room. When he saw Wang Ke coming, he immediately shouted: "Command the platoon leader, please take a look at my handwriting first."
Wang Ke entered the room and took a look. Sure enough, there were several paintings on the Kang table, and Deputy Company Commander Lu Zeran was admiring them there.
The words written are exactly the words Wang Ke recited yesterday: The ups and downs of the ages, who will ask the east flow?
The writing is smooth and flowing, and the writing is like clouds and smoke. Especially the word "Qian", written down in one stroke, looks like a runaway horse flying into the sky and flying away. It is also like a dragon flying into the sky, moving around.
Coming from nothingness and returning to emptiness. This almost crazy impulse of primitive vitality contains the aura of the universe.
When Wang Ke saw it, he immediately extended his thumb and said, "Old platoon leader, your calligraphy is really amazing. I have to collect one so that you won't be unable to buy it when you become everyone."
"Commander platoon leader, there is another picture here. I think you will like it." The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun took out another folded picture from the kang and said to Wang Ke: "This picture, you and I wrote in front of you. Compare it to see if my handwriting has improved?"
Wang Ke took it and opened it. His heart immediately warmed up. It was his own poem.
God has given all things to come back, and a hundred blessings have made auspicious jade cups.
The warm scenery is biased toward the willows, while the plum blossoms are half-hidden in the shadows of the cold snow.
"Platoon leader, do you still remember this poem?" Wang Ke asked.
"Why don't you remember? Although I haven't fully understood the artistic conception of this poem, I also like it." The old platoon leader Hu Zhijun replied casually, and then said: "You should also practice your calligraphy when commanding the platoon leader. Today I will In front of Deputy Company Elder Lu, don’t say I didn’t remind you.”
"yes!"
Wang Ke held this word in his hand and looked at it carefully. The scene at that time was really like holding a treasure.
I saw this calligraphy, and it looked like another style. Observe that his body does not collapse, and observe that his ink is like flying.
The text of the poem is hearty and vigorous, and the wind is stirring. The painting written by the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun is full of meaning and charm, including leaping dragons and snakes, long waves, and ups and downs.
Although the deputy company commander Lu Zeran didn't know the story between the two of them about this poem, he looked over and was full of praise.
"Okay, put them all away, put them here first, and come back to pick them up after the meeting. If you like it, Lao Lu, just pick one from those pictures." When the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun saw that it was getting late, he said He urged quickly.
The morning meeting was held by the assistant coordinator of the direct team. He brought the latest instructions from the regiment. According to the situation in the south, the superiors decided to end the war training in Xishan at the end of this month and prepare to go to Kyoto to participate in war preparation construction. Before the end, as usual, there was a live-fire target practice.
Wang Ke saw that it would only be about ten days until the end of the month, so he was still quite nervous.
What he was worried about was not the intense training, but the thief's cave that he could never forget, and the underground palace that was about to be excavated, which was so attractive to him.
After the meeting, Wang Ke went to the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun to pick up the calligraphy. When he returned to Uncle Geng's house, the first thing he did was talk to Uncle Geng.
"Uncle Geng, you must maintain good hotline contact with your niece. If there is any excavation over there, be sure to call us."
"Don't worry, Platoon Commander Wang, I'll keep it in mind."
Wang Ke held a squad leader meeting at noon and conveyed the spirit of the cadre meeting. Soon the command platoon and the entire company knew that the battle training was coming to an end, and many soldiers heaved a long sigh of relief. Compared with the war preparation construction in Kyoto, everyone knows what is going on. In times of peace, no one desires war.
Veterans are afraid of trumpets, and recruits are afraid of guns.
Live ammunition target shooting is a cliché for veterans, so get ready.
The command platoon does not need to be mobilized, everyone is working hard. During this period, since Wang Ke acted as the platoon leader, both physical fitness and technology, the overall quality within the platoon, and the entire coordination with the artillery platoon have improved greatly. A grade.
Everyone's confidence is still very high. Wang Ke quietly told the reconnaissance squad leader Song Ruimin that this time the target shooting will be mainly directed by the new recruits, including Gu Maolin, the weakest among the veterans. You and Niu Suozhu will be escorted by us.
"Yes!" Based on this plan, Song Ruimin immediately reorganized a command system, with Gu Maolin and three recruits as the main ones, and established a subjective and sideways plan.
"Platoon commander, do you want me to command the whole company to fire artillery?" Gu Maolin immediately ran to find Wang Ke after hearing Song Ruimin's plan.
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Okay, okay, I'm just afraid that if a shell hits it, I won't even be able to find the target."
"Then you need to practice even more!"
Gu Maolin didn't know what kind of medicine Wang Ke was selling in the gourd. He blinked, looked at Wang Ke strangely, and left without saying a word.
If you expect the umbrella seller to tell you whether it will be sunny or rainy tomorrow, it will be difficult for you to get the truth.
In fact, when Wang Ke made this decision, he also discussed it with the veteran platoon leader Hu Zhijun and deputy company commander Lu Zeran, and obtained the company commander's consent. To build an iron camp and build a flowing army of soldiers, people must be cultivated continuously.
In the next few days, they continued to train during the day. At night, except for Gu Maolin who was crazily improving his command skills, the entire reconnaissance squad had a new task.
That is, Song Ruimin and a few people used the organic glass brought by platoon leader Wang Ke to carve rulers and make drawing pins.
Seeing Song Ruimin carving a ruler, Wang Ke felt very relieved and grew up generation after generation. After watching for a while, Wang Ke suddenly remembered something. He walked back to the room, dragged open his shell box, and found two beauties from it. He wanted to make up for the missing Hongzhong and 90,000.
"Reconnaissance squad leader." Wang Ke walked to the west room where the reconnaissance squad lived and shouted to Song Ruimin, who was leaning over to carve a ruler on an orange.
"Arrived!" Song Ruimin put down the stylus in his hand and stood up.
"See if you can change these two mahjong pieces to win red, middle and 90,000?"
"Platoon leader, this can definitely be engraved. But why should it be engraved? The aura of mahjong has been changed in an instant!" Song Ruimin took it and turned it over in his hand.
"Aura?" Wang Ke couldn't help but repeat. Song Ruimin was right. At this moment, the fortune of a mahjong tile was changed, as well as the possible aura of the entire mahjong set.
Wang Ke touched the Yaoji Mahjong tile in his right breast pocket and said, "What you said makes sense, so I won't change it. Incompleteness is both a regret and a beauty."
After saying that, he took back the mahjong and put it back in his shell box.
In the shell box now, in addition to the Shanghai brand watch, there are also snake stones, mahjong, and the Hutou brand jade soaked in gruel from the county town.
Of course, there are also the two paintings given to him by the old platoon leader Hu Zhijun, as well as his own daily necessities.
While packing the boxes, I couldn't help but take out Huai Su's adapted poem. Reading it now makes it even more enjoyable. The old platoon leader's love for this poem has exceeded his own.
And in this poem, Wu Xiangyu's passionate explanation is still hidden.
Thinking of Wu Xiangyu, Wang Ke thought of the letter to Ye Qianpian. He screamed inwardly that it was bad, he would leave Xishan in more than ten days, and he didn't know if she would receive his letter. It would be best if he could explain it to Professor Ye Rongguang in person.
In that era when communications were scarce, it was difficult to make a phone call. How to contact someone? It's better to write a letter and explain it, otherwise Professor Ye would be really interested and confused when he came to Xishan.
