The next day.
Gu Zhengchen woke up from exhaustion, felt his sore arms, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
This body is really bad.
In the early years of war, he fled into the mountains for his life. He was malnourished and finally settled in Teng County. He also studied all day long. He was poor and restrained. He neither harvested crops nor cut firewood, which made him extremely weak.
Gotta exercise.
What if one day she catches a fever and catches a cold, which alarms Po Meng, and she insists on feeding her a bowl of soup...
Baoyuan Inn.
The shopkeeper was looking through the account books and moving the abacus from time to time. The clerk was wiping the tables and stools when he heard movement at the door. The clerk looked over and saw two burly sergeants appearing at the door. They were wearing armor and had long swords on their waists. Their faces were grim. Leng strode over: "Shopkeeper, is there a man named Gu Zhengchen living here?"
"Master Jun?"
The shopkeeper's expression changed, and he quickly walked out and said, "Master Jun is looking for someone. Please sit down and wait. When I find out, I will arrange for my assistant to go look for him."
"hurry up!"
The sergeant shouted loudly.
The shopkeeper remembered that there was such a person named Gu, who even counter-offered him. Find out the room number and arrange for a waiter to fetch it.
Guys don't dare to neglect.
Liang Jiajun followed Gu Zhengchen out. Seeing that the person coming was a fully armed sergeant, he couldn't help but widened his eyes and looked at Gu Zhengchen: "What trouble have you caused?"
Gu Zhengchen smiled lightly, walked forward, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Gu Zhengchen."
The leading sergeant looked Gu Zhengchen up and down, clasped his fists, and said in a rough voice: "Five soldiers, the commander-in-chief and the guard leader Mu Ying are ordered to invite Divine Doctor Gu to come to the big fish feast."
"Common knowledge of the Commander-in-Chief, Doctor Gu?"
Liang Jiajun was a little confused and looked at Gu Zhengchen with awe.
The Liang family has some connections, and they only asked a few literati to talk about the weather and greet the elders, but you are actually related to the military generals of the Dudu Mansion.
Okay, hide it deep enough!
No wonder his father Liang Heng warned him several times to follow him. The Gu family's relationship is deeper than the Liang family imagined.
What happened to Dr. Gu?
He doesn't have medical skills. Are you mistaken?
Gu Zhengchen looked at Liang Jiajun who looked puzzled: "Brother Liang, are you willing to go to the big fish banquet with me?"
"No, I won't go."
Liang Jiajun nervously refused.
I am not a military commander, I am studying Guozixue, so what does it mean to be mixed with a military commander. What's more, it was you who was invited, and my name was not mentioned. Now that I have to go, it would be ugly to be kicked out.
My dear Governor, it’s better not to see the powerful people in the Governor’s Mansion if nothing happens.
Gu Zhengchen left Gu Cheng and Sun Shiba behind and followed Wu Rong out of the inn and got on the carriage that had been prepared. When Wu Rong gave an order, the coachman patted the horse and the wheels started turning.
Mu Mansion is located in the middle city, east of Guiyi Gallery, west of Xiangpuying Street, and to the north is Jigo Alley. It can be considered lively and prosperous.
When the carriage stopped, the door of Mu Mansion was already open, and two majestic sergeants stood at the door. Xie Fang, the housekeeper of the Mu Mansion, stood inside the door. Seeing the carriage stop, he stepped out of the door to greet him, inevitably making some remarks.
Mu Mansion is clean and spacious, with clear straight paths and symmetrical trees, like an army in formation.
There are no stone walls, no carved beams or painted pillars. The entire mansion looks simple, neat and orderly.
"Doctor Gu, I'm waiting at the training ground in the backyard."
Xie Fang leads the way.
Gu Zhengchen frowned when he saw a one-armed man carrying water.
Xie Fang seemed to see through Gu Zhengchen's doubts and explained: "To be honest with Gu Zhengchen, most of the servants in the mansion are the disabled, old and weak who were scavenged from the battlefield. The governor was kind-hearted and sympathized with the sergeants, so he recruited them into the mansion and gave them A job."
Gu Zhengchen looked at Xie Fang and then noticed that this person's left hand only had half a palm. He couldn't help but be awe-struck: "Captain Mu, I know you have great righteousness."
Xie Fang said seriously: "We are lucky to be able to follow the governor and learn from each other."
Gu Zhengchen has a good impression of Mu Ying. He must know that the founding of the Ming Dynasty was fought one war after another, and after every war, there would be disabled soldiers.
History books focus on emperors and generals, but do not record where these disabled soldiers went or how they lived.
It is conceivable that a disabled sergeant returns home with a few pieces of cloth, hundreds of kilograms of grain, and a few thousand dollars as a reward. From then on, he becomes a burden. He has no means or ability to make a living, and he is waiting to die day after day. What an ordeal!
They were once brave and fearless soldiers, warriors who killed the enemy and served the country. In the end, they could only die in a cold corner where no one paid attention.
Mu Ying saw this, he stretched out his hand, pulled some people out of the desolation, and gave them a chance to regenerate.
Looking at it this way, Lan Yu will adopt thousands of adopted sons with intact hands and feet in the future, who can also wield swords and sticks, and will be inferior to Mu Ying in terms of character.
Gu Zhengchen walked in the corridor in the backyard and looked at the training ground not far away.
There are more than a dozen straw men on the south side of the training ground. There are pits made by horse hooves on the ground. There are shadow walls on the east and west sides. There are weapons racks on the north side. There are no weapons on them, only knives, guns, swords, and axes. There are also Three bows and arrow pots were hung.
At the end of the corridor is a hexagonal pavilion.
Mu Ying was reading "Six Tao". When she heard the commotion and saw Gu Zhengchen coming, she quickly put the book on the stone table, stood up and held her hands in her hands: "Mr. Gu."
Gu Zhengchen returned the courtesy: "I know the same thing, Governor Mu."
"Go and arrange breakfast."
Mu Ying gave instructions to the housekeeper Xie Fang, then pulled Gu Zhengchen to sit down, with a hint of apology: "I came to invite you so early in the morning, but I really regret meeting you late..."
Gu Zhengchen said bluntly: "Are you sure you are not afraid that I will regret it and refuse to teach you?"
Mu Ying is a little depressed, you are too direct.
Scholars are not all frivolous people. They have to go around Jinling City before starting to talk about business. Are you a scholar? Why don't you talk according to the routine?
Gu Zhengchen picked up the "Six Tao" on the table, flipped through it casually, and read: "In the army, there are those who are brave and willing to die and enjoy injury. They are called soldiers who are brave and brave. Those who gather into one pawn are called warriors trapped in the formation; those who are learned in Qizheng, Long Sword, and Conghu, and take up martial arts in equal ranks, gather into one pawn, and are called sharp cavalry warriors..."
Mu Ying nodded repeatedly and looked at the thoughtful Gu Zhengchen: "You also know the art of war?"
"don't know."
Gu Zhengchen answered simply and neatly.
Mu Ying was a little depressed. She didn't understand why you read "The Twelve Soldiers of the Trainer", making me think I had met a wizard.
Gu Zhengchen put down the "Six Tips", frowned and said, "Although I don't understand the art of war, I feel that the way to strengthen an army is to train twelve soldiers. The "Six Tips" are far from enough."
Mu Ying's eyes lit up, she stood up and saluted: "Please teach me, sir."
Not ashamed to ask questions and good at learning, these are probably Mu Ying's rare advantages.
Gu Zhengchen did not dare to accept the courtesy. After avoiding it, he walked to the training field, pointed at the straw man in the distance and said: "The strong army in my heart, such as a bow and crossbow, can live far away and destroy all invading enemies! If the bow and crossbow are If you cannot shoulder this important task, you should use blunderbuss and artillery."
When Mu Ying heard this, her eyes were a little disappointed: "The artillery is bulky and not suitable for rapid movement. The fire blunderbuss kills slowly. After one blow, the enemy is close and unable to fight back."
Gu Zhengchen stood in front of the bow, stretched out his hand to take it off, and held it lightly. The bow was three feet long, and the string was two feet and three inches long. He took out three arrows, put them on the bow string at once, and pointed them at a straw man in the south: "The artillery is heavy, you Don’t you know how to build some small artillery that can be carried by one person? Fireguns are slow to kill. Have you never thought that a bow can shoot one arrow at a time or three arrows at a time, just like this..."
"Um?"
"I go!"
Gu Zhengchen took a deep breath and pulled the bowstring again. The bowstring only moved slightly, not even a decent arc...
Mu Ying looked at Gu Zhengchen, whose face was flushed, and said cautiously: "What about that? You are holding a two-stone, five-doll bow. Why don't you try the one-stone bow..."
Wu Rong handed over a bow knowingly.
Gu Zhengchen re-cocked his arrow: "The bow can hit three arrows with one shot...I...fuck..."
Damn it!
The ancient bow was too laborious. My sister, can we still be good friends?
Mu Ying looked at Wu Rong: "Get him a five-douch bow."
Wu Rong made a sad face: "We don't have a big bow of five buckets in our house, why don't we get the young master's small bow of one bucket?"
Mu Ying thought about it. With Gu Zhengchen's physique, he could only use his son's bow.
Soon after, Mu Sheng, who was under six years old, cried loudly, "Mother, someone is taking my bow..."
Gu Zhengchen finally drew his bow and fired three arrows. As a result, none of the arrows flew ten steps away, and two arrows fell directly in front of their feet. Mu Ying and Wu Rong were dumbfounded. Your archery skills, I think. We said yes, but we can’t even find the words.
Mu Ying's thoughts changed rapidly and she stepped forward to praise: "The archery posture of Divine Doctor Gu is really extraordinary..."
Gu Zhengchen gritted his teeth.
It is true that ordinary people could not be generals in ancient times. If these arms did not have one or two hundred kilograms of strength, they would not even be able to pull a bow. With a physique like my own, I am only qualified to play with the same bow as a six-year-old child...
Mu Ying looked at the three scattered arrows on the ground, and a flash of lightning flashed through her mind. She suddenly understood. She excitedly stretched out her hand to grab Gu Zhengchen's shoulders, shook her and said, "You, you mean, the fire blunderbuss can be made into three pieces." How come I didn’t think of this? If it’s really feasible, there’s a lot to be done with fire blunderbuss!”
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Gu Zhengchen felt as if his shoulders were being grabbed by two iron pincers. He didn't even have the strength to resist. If he continued to be shaken like this, his arms would become useless.
"stop!"
A clear voice came out.
Mu Ying looked back, her eyes widened involuntarily, and she quickly stepped forward to salute. Gu Zhengchen was gasping for air. His arm hurt. It was probably bruised from being pinched.
The visitor took two steps forward, approached Mu Ying and whispered: "You and I don't need to be polite. I'm here today on the order of my father. Don't reveal my identity."
Mu Ying nodded repeatedly. It seems that His Majesty still attaches great importance to the magical power of resurrecting the dead, otherwise he would not have sent the prince to come in person.
"Are you Gu Zhengchen?"
Zhu Biao stepped forward and looked back and forth.
Gu Zhengchen was in so much pain that he couldn't care about anything else and just said, "Who are you?"
Mu Ying was just about to say not to be rude, but Zhu Biao smiled without caring: "My name is Zhu Dalang."
"Da Lang?"
Gu Zhengchen's mind suddenly pictured a man named Wu lying on the bed, and next to him was a beautiful woman holding a potion, whispering softly: "It's time to drink the potion..."
