After all, Yan Zheng has served for two years and three months. If he spends the rest of his time peacefully in the kitchen of the Eighth Guardhouse, he can receive a large sum of money in another year and nine months. Anjiafei has returned home. This period of time is neither long nor short. It is enough for a lot of things to happen and a lot of changes to occur. So now even Yan Zheng himself doesn’t know what he is thinking. His next journey is uncertain. How to go? He just wants to do the job in front of him well and live every day as fulfillingly as possible.
During this period, Yan Zheng concentrated on his work. He spent almost every day in the kitchen, dormitory, and martial arts field. Not to mention going out for a look, he had never even been to some places in the Eighth Guard, such as smelting and repairing weapons and equipment. Workshops and quiet rooms where only monks are allowed to practice. However, in fact, when the border guarding tasks are not heavy or when celebrating festivals, the border soldiers can take leave and go out to nearby towns, but Yan Zheng has never Thinking of going out.
It just so happens that the day to celebrate the establishment of the dynasty is approaching, which is also commonly known as the Tianzuo Festival among the people. This festival has a long history and was accepted by the general public as an official festival soon after the founding of the Dalin Dynasty. During the three-day festival, not only The imperial city will hold an extremely grand blessing ceremony. The emperor will also visit the altar of earth in person to preside over the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, praying to the emperor, heaven and earth to protect the dynasty from everlasting prosperity. Ordinary people can temporarily relieve themselves of the burden of life and rest comfortably for three days. Enjoy the beauty of life and the peace and joy that the dynasty brings to them.
The Eighth Guard Station far away on the northern border is also full of lively atmosphere. The generals and soldiers have simply decorated the houses. The dishes sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs are much better than usual. There are vast grasslands in the west. Sheep grazing in pastures, fish caught by fishermen from the East China Sea, and even the precious sugar produced in the southwest province were transported thousands of miles away. It can be said that everything is available, and Yan Zheng and Zai Almost all the veterans working in the kitchen were mobilized, and it took them two full days to move the food that had been transported by the convoy for several days to the warehouse. The entire warehouse was filled to the brim with food from all over the country. It got to the point where things would fall out when the door was opened.
Originally, Yan Zheng planned to stay in the kitchen to cook for the soldiers, because the three-day festival would inevitably require a celebration banquet, which required a lot of work. Those who stayed would definitely have a hard time. Yan Zheng felt that he had just arrived three days ago. Months later, he was far from qualified to rest, but the veterans who worked together believed that he had passed the three-month recruitment period, and they all advised him to go out and relax.
After all, he hasn't had a day's rest in the past three months. The time that everyone usually uses to rest, he has used to practice exercises and exercise his body. Everyone is afraid that he will have mental problems sooner or later if he continues like this. Besides, the time he can go out is only There was only one day, and it wouldn't delay much. Others would naturally help him with his work. Lao Lu also nodded in agreement. Unable to resist everyone's hospitality, Yan Zheng had no choice but to agree, and said that he would definitely bring delicious food to everyone when he went out. back.
Once again, he got on the carriage traveling between Qingguan Town and the Eighth Guards Station. Yan Zheng's mentality was very different from when he was captured by the Supervising Censor. He had gone from the struggle, confusion, and strange conditions when he first crossed over. The fear of survival, then the guilt after witnessing the sacrifice of all his comrades, the fear of identity when being interrogated and the fear of being discovered, gradually turned into the desire to adapt to the new world, adapt to life in the army, and mingle with the comrades and brothers around him. Calm and calm, and as his strength continues to improve, he becomes more and more confident.
The golden rising sun gradually makes the distant sky brighter, and the golden clouds float in the distance, like pieces of cut tapestry. Although the customs clearance town on the border does not decorate the streets with splendor like the imperial capital, But lanterns and colorful decorations are always indispensable. The streets are bustling with traffic and people are bustling with people. The shops open early and the restaurants are busy, creating a bustling scene.
Although the veteran told him before, Yan Zheng was still relatively new to Qingguan Town. Seeing the bustling scene in front of him, he was a little surprised for a moment. Under the leadership of several veterans, Yan Zheng walked into the street and blended into the crowds of people. Among the crowd, the veterans had stayed here for six or seven years and were very familiar with Qingguan Town. Naturally, they also knew where there was fun.
Life in the army is not always full of dangers. For example, some veterans who are responsible for logistics and equipment production and maintenance have never performed missions to explore the Netherland. Their days in the army are also much longer, and many people will choose Find a suitable local girl to marry, or choose to bring your relatives from your hometown. After all, being in the military can reduce a lot of taxes. Doing a small business, coupled with military pay, it is still not possible to buy a residence in Qingguan Town. No matter the problem, my life was having a good time.
The veteran first took Yan Zheng to play technical batsmanship. As the name suggests, it is a ball played with a stick. It plays a bit like ice hockey. The body collisions are more intense. The rules are the same as football. You only need to hit the round ball into the opponent's side. Just inside the goal is enough, and the goal is hanging in the air, so it is really difficult to score. Yan Zhengkong has a lot of strength, but his skills are far behind. He was scored several times by skilled veterans, and he successfully acted as a background plate.
After playing the game, several people were sweating all over and bought a few glasses of rice wine with ice cubes from a roadside stall to quench their thirst. They drank while walking, but after a while they reached the depths of the street, where a carved and painted building was located. A six-story building appeared in front of a few people. Yan Zheng didn't know what this house was for at first. The professional habits of an architect made him observe it carefully. He felt that the design of this small building was unique, just in case something happened. It is difficult to escape from a fire.
It wasn't until he saw the teasing smiles on the faces of the veterans and a few gorgeous women walking out of the small building that he realized what was going on here. Perhaps he had stayed in the guardhouse for too long, and he almost forgot that the world he was living in was feudal. After all, the dross of these feudal dynasties will inevitably exist in this world. He naively thought that the veteran would take him to take a bath. After all, taking a bath on weekends was one of the few ways he could relax. The thought of being brought to such a place.
Let those veterans do the hard work. He had to keep himself clean. Yan Zheng took a shower quickly and put on soft and lightweight silk pajamas. There was a young girl in the boudoir that the veterans ordered for him. The girl was beautiful and graceful, but The indelible frown between her eyebrows revealed the fear in her heart, and Yan Zheng suspected that she might not even be an adult.
"What's your name? Can you sing?" Yan Zheng asked her.
The girl raised her head and replied timidly: "The girl's name is Lu Qiong, and she has learned several songs from a musician in the city."
"Then just sing a song and listen." Yan Zheng said.
"Doesn't the officer want a little maid to serve him? My mother specifically told me before I came that the officer is a military master. If you want me to serve you well, or you will break my legs." The girl's voice became softer and softer as she spoke. For fear of making Yan Zheng angry, "Is there something about my little girl that the officials don't like? Or is it because the officials think that my little girl is too unfamiliar to serve?"
"There's nothing I don't like about you. I'm just not used to it yet. I'll tell my mother so that she won't punish you, just sing." Yan Zheng walked over and touched her head. Yan Zheng's touch tightened subconsciously, but then seeing that Yan Zheng made no further movements, her smaller body gradually relaxed again. The girl's hair was very soft and felt so good that Yan Zheng couldn't help but touch it a few more times. Down.
She was just a child, but she was sent to a place like this. Yan Zheng suddenly remembered the "Yangzhou Thin Horse" that he had seen before. He bought outstanding-looking girls from poor families at extremely low prices and taught them piano and chess. Calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, after growing up, she was sold to the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion for a thousand taels of silver or worked as a concubine for the rich to make huge profits. I wonder how much the girl in front of me was sold by her parents? What kind of suffering have you experienced?
Yan Zheng walked to the window and opened it, looking at the endless flow of people outside. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This world is so big that it is impossible to protect himself. Now he actually felt pity for a girl he met by chance, even if he really changed his dynasty. With his own strength, even if he lived forever, it would be difficult for him to do it. What he could do was to protect the cherished things around him.
"If the officials are willing to listen, then the little girl will make a fool of herself." Seeing that Yan Zheng stopped talking, the girl bowed to him in a nonchalant manner, cleared her throat, and then started singing.
"A gust of wind and rain came in the evening, washing away the scorching light~ I put aside my music and flute, but put on a light make-up on the water chestnut flowers~"
"The silky silk threads are thin and the ice is shiny, and the snow is greasy and crispy~ Laughing Tanlang: Tonight, the pillow on the silk kitchen pillow is cool~"
The girl's voice was melodious and her emotions were sad. It was originally written by Yun Yu, but it made people feel sad after listening to it. Yan Zheng could only understand a rough idea of the lyrics, which meant that the wife took the initiative to express her love to her husband, but he actually didn't care. What was the girl singing? He just enjoyed the leisurely listening to the music.
After the song ended, the girl stopped. She stood up from the chair and walked to Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng was different from the guests she had served before. Not only did Yan Zheng not treat her roughly, but he showed full patience and kindness. The gentleness made her feel inexplicably fond of him.
The girl stared blankly at Yan Zheng's side face. Yan Zheng's appearance was not elegant. He could even be said to be completely unrecognizable when thrown into the crowd. However, his tempered face had sharp edges and corners. Under the sunlight, he looked dark. His eyes sparkled.
