"Send your name!" Ji Jian Chiyun took the towel given by his wife and replied angrily.
"Isn't that great?" Madam smiled and said, "I heard that archery, spearmanship and riding skills will also be tested. Sir, your injury is just right——"
"Everything passed!" Ji Jian Chiyun returned the cloth to his wife: "The injury on my leg is almost healed!"
"All passed?" Madam was overjoyed: "That's great. Then I'll buy some wine and fresh fish. Let's celebrate tonight!" She turned around and ran out without waiting for Chi Ying to speak. Noticed the wry smile on her husband's face.
The orange-red flames stretched on the pine needles and dry moss, and the pine wood made a crisp sound in the fire pit. The maid cut the eel into sections and skewered it with a sharp bamboo skewer, and inserted the end of the bamboo skewer into the fire pit. The aroma of burning pine wood mixed with the aroma of eel and filled the air. Chi Jian couldn't help but take a deep breath. Grilled eel with pine branches was his favorite dish. He watched it being grilled on the fire pit. The shiny eel skewers made my originally gloomy mood feel better.
"Master, please!" Madam smiled and filled Ji Jian Chiyang's wine glass. There were six or seven pottery plates next to her, all of which were delicious side dishes. Ji Jian Chiyuan snorted and took a sip of wine: "Hey, what kind of wine is this?"
“I bought it from the wine shop in front of the fish market. I heard it’s a secret recipe from Baekje!”
"Well, it's really good!" Ji Jian Chiyang nodded. He picked up the wine bottle and filled a glass for his wife: "Here, you have a drink too!"
"Thank you, Master!" Mrs. Ji Jian didn't give in, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said with a smile: "My glass of wine is to wish Master an early promotion. With your ability, you will definitely not fall behind Heiroku! "
His wife's words touched Ji Jian Chiyun's heartstrings, and he coughed: "Actually, my official position is already higher than that of Ping Liu. No, it should be said that my official position will be higher than his tomorrow!"
"Higher than Heiroku? He is already a captain of Zaemon!" the lady asked in surprise.
"Yes, the right minister has asked me to be Zaemonzuo! In addition, he also gave me a hundred knot farm, right by Lake Nara!"
The room fell into silence, with only the crackling sound of burning pine wood. The dim light of the fire shone on the face of the lady, who was grinning from ear to ear, like a clay doll. After a while, she moaned: "This, this is real?"
"It's true, the official appointment documents will be issued tomorrow!" Seeing his wife's appearance, Ji Jian Chiyang couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He poured himself a glass of wine: "The farm will be a little later, but that should be it. It’s been a few days! However, this is all conditional!”
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ji Jian became nervous, and he grabbed her husband's sleeve: "What does the right minister want you to do? To assassinate the eldest brother, the prince?"
"She still cares about me after all!"
When Ji saw Chiyun, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He patted his wife's hand and said, "Stop thinking nonsense. I don't have this ability. It's another matter!"
"That's good!" The lady breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately became happy: "The right minister is really a generous and noble man, Zuoe Monzo, and there is a hundred-knot farm by Lake Nara. I will see you in two or three generations." The family is truly a noble person!”
"You should listen to the conditions clearly before thanking him!" Ji Jian Chiying sighed: "I just said that the condition offered by the right minister is that I must hand over the silver mines in my hometown. Do you understand? I must exchange the silver mines for Promotion and farmstead!"
"So that's it!" Madam nodded: "It's a little heartbreaking, but it's okay!"
"What do you mean?" Ji Jian Chiying frowned: "That's a silver mine, the most important foundation of our Ji Jian family!"
"Yes! But it's the right minister who wants the silver mine! Can his request be refused?" The lady asked back: "Don't forget, a big shot like him doesn't need to exchange his farm position with you at all. He As long as he says a word, the Ji Jian clan will be wiped off the ground, no trace will be left, and the silver mine will naturally be his!"
"Yes!" Ji Jian Chiying sighed: "The will of a big man like him cannot be defied. I am lucky enough to get a promotion and a farm, but when I think about how many generations of people will stay here My family fortune is lost in my hands, and I feel unhappy!"
"Sir, have you forgotten? This silver mine is actually managed by the Jijin family on behalf of others! If we can continue to manage the silver mine for the Minister of the Interior, what will we lose?"
"good!"
A word awakened the dreamer, and his wife's words were like a bolt of lightning that cut through the fog in Ji Jian Chiyang's mind, making him wake up, yes! This silver mine does not belong to the Ji Jian family in the first place. They are all contemporary officials anyway, so what difference does it make who belongs to it? He was originally worried that the right minister was from the Tang Dynasty and would leave Japan one day, but wouldn't this be better for the Jijian family? The farther away the master's family is, the greater the power of the acting official. The right minister can take away the silver, but he cannot take away the mine. Even if he has great ability, he can't go to the mine to dig in person, right?
"Oops, oops!"
"What's wrong?" Chi Jian asked in surprise.
"The fish is burnt!" Mrs. Ji Jian complained as she hurriedly took out the fish skewers from the fire pit: "It's you. I forgot about the eel when I was talking to you just now. It's all burnt. This is the best eel. !”
"What's this! You can eat it even if it's burnt!" Seeing that Chi Yu's depression was gone, Ji was so happy that he picked up a bunch of eel and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go to Yamada tomorrow. The temple side obeys the order and finalizes the acting official matter as soon as possible!"
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Meinong country.
The spring breeze blew through the tangled hair, gentle and fragrant, just like the girl's fingertips. Dinghui closed his eyes, listened to the singing of the birds, felt the pulsation of the river, and the boat was rowing with the wooden paddle. After a cold winter, Dinghui felt that the world was so sweet, and the sun was shining on him. It was warm and comfortable, and the cheerful sound of drums and flutes could be heard in the distance. It was farmers holding field music and praying for a good harvest that year. He couldn't help laughing.
"What's wrong?" Nakatomi Kamazu turned around.
"It's nothing, spring is here!" Dinghui said with a smile: "I feel that the air is full of sweetness, and there is the sound of Tian Le, so I naturally laugh out loud!"
"Yes, spring is here!" Nakatomi Kamatashi sighed: "The field music is ringing, it's time to plant the rice seedlings!"
"Yes!" Dinghui smiled and said: "Can we dock for a while? I want to take a look at Tian Le. I don't know why. Every time I see Tian Le, I am indescribably happy. Nothing makes me unhappy. I forgot all about it!”
"Then let's dock! I want to see it too!" Nakatomi Kamazu's answer surprised Taehui. He couldn't remember when his father spent time enjoying music and dance. In his memory, his father was always busy. Among them, he is like a mule that never tires, always working for the orders of the eldest brother.
After hearing Nakatomi Kamazu's order, the boatman began to sail the boat towards the shore. You can see that the shore is full of rich gray and black soil, and the fields are divided into neat squares. You can see a group of people walking along the field ridge. The leader is wearing a bamboo hat with flowers on his head, wearing wooden clogs, and playing a flute. Next to him is a witch playing a drum. Behind them, there are groups of people. These farmers followed the two in front, sometimes squatting, sometimes standing up, dancing to the music, as if they were planting rice in the field.
"Listen well and watch well!" Nakatomi Kamatzu said: "Maybe this is the last time for these poor people to have fun in this life!"
"The last time?" Dinghui's eyes widened in surprise: "Why do you say that?"
"My silly son, you haven't thought about it yet, have you?" Nakatomi Kamatashi said with a smile: "Whether it's Saitama or Katsuragi, they are waiting for the rice seedlings to be planted, and then they will start irrigating the fields. They just use It’s not water, it’s blood!”
"It's not water, it's blood!" Dinghui's body trembled. He knew what his father said was true. The war could no longer be delayed. As soon as the spring sowing was over, both sides would begin recruiting farmers to continue the war. Go down.
"Father!"
"Stop talking, I understand what you mean!" Nakatomi Kamazu raised his right hand: "But it is impossible for me to accept your suggestion. I have been on the ship for a long time and it is no longer possible to change ships, but you still have the freedom to choose. !”
"Father!" Donghui knelt down and hugged Nakatomi Kamazu's legs, tears streaking down her cheeks.
"Stand up!" Nakatomi Kamazoku shouted: "Do you still remember what I said before boarding the ship to go to the Tang Dynasty?"
"What did you say before you boarded the ship to go to the Tang Dynasty?" Dinghui began to try hard to remember. After a moment, he whispered: "The moment you step on the deck, you will forget who you are and where you come from, and devote yourself to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Loyalty and wisdom! A wise man can adapt to the situation no matter what the situation is, and never forget the original intention of his pursuit."
"Very good, you still remember my words!" Nakatomi Kamatashi showed a satisfied smile: "Just do as I say! Go and devote your loyalty and wisdom to that right minister, and be like cattails who can be content with the situation in any situation. Don’t forget your true intentions!” At this point, he paused for a moment and said, “If you can in the future, help your nephews!”
"Father!" Dinghui knew in her heart that this was her father's final farewell to her, and she felt even more painful in her heart. Nakatomi Kamazu patted his son on the shoulder and said loudly: "Here, you escort him to Asuka Kyo. You must deliver him safely!"
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Asukakyo, the open space behind Yamada Temple.
The sound of drums is like thunder, but it cannot cover up the sound of galloping horse hooves.
Following the call, the knights got on their horses and drove their horses over specially designed mounds, shallow ditches, and ponds. From time to time, someone fell off their horse, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the bystanders, and those who fell off their horses were also ashamed. They covered their faces with their sleeves and ran out of the school grounds with their heads lowered. What awaited them was a special punishment - they would be punished to take off their shoes and hats and run around the school grounds three times barefoot. This was an innocuous punishment. Punishment does little harm to the body of the punished, but it is quite a psychological blow. Onlookers may even chant the name of the punished runner. This shame may extend to his descendants.
However, there were only a few people who fell off their horses. Most people passed the obstacles. At this time, they would pass through a long and narrow straight road. There were three straw men more than ten steps away on both sides of the road. On the chest, ribs and head of the straw man, The whole part is painted with white lime, which makes it look particularly conspicuous. As soon as the knights hit the straight road, they took out their bows and arrows. They shortened the reins, sat up slightly from the saddle, set their hips back slightly, and filled the bows to shoot at the straw man.
The arrows they use are much longer than ordinary step arrows, and the arrow shafts are much thicker. They can almost be said to be short spears. The straw men who are shot are often penetrated by the arrows, or even nailed to the ground. Whenever this happens, the surrounding onlookers will burst into loud cheers, even drowning out the sound of drums. When the knight who is hit reaches the finish line, he will be led to the stands, where he will be personally received and rewarded by the right minister.
To most onlookers, this novel drill is considered a performance to reward the gods and Buddhas. But those who are familiar with military affairs, especially those who experienced the last war, will know the real purpose of this military exercise very well. The right minister is learning how much available power he has at hand, and the real decisive battle is not far away.
"Saburo! How many riders are available now?" Saitama, who was sitting behind the curtain, asked in a low voice.
"There are already more than 700 riders with the ability to gallop and shoot!" Wang Wenzuo said: "There are still some who have not participated. The total number should be around 800 riders!"
"Eight hundred riders? That's all?" Saitama asked disappointedly: "Have you found all the people you can find?"
"It's already a lot!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Besides, you Japanese people were not used to shooting enemies with big bows and heavy arrows at close range. If it weren't for the intensive practice these days, I'm afraid you wouldn't even have half of it!"
"That's true!" Saitama nodded: "In the past, there were people riding and shooting in Asuka Kyo, but they usually hunted deer and foxes, and they used soft bows and light arrows, but the arrows were pre-soaked with medicine!"
"A soft bow and a light arrow can reach far, and it is easy to draw the bow and shoot accurately!" Wang Wenzuo said: "But in the battle formation, you are fighting to the death. If you can't penetrate the armor, what's the use of shooting a hundred arrows? It's worse than that. Closer, as long as you are hit by an arrow, you will not die but will be seriously injured!"
"Not bad! By the way, Saburo, when do you plan to send troops?"
"It should take some time!" Wang Wenzuo said: "I have sent out many spies, but Brother Zhongda's deployment is not clear yet, so we can only wait a while!"
"Omi Kingdom is his home base, and the whole country is full of his followers! Once we defeat the traitor Katsuragi, we will kill all the Omi Kingdom without leaving a single one behind!" Saitama said bitterly: "You don't have to worry. , it’s not too late to send troops when everything is ready!”
Wang Wenzuo nodded. Although Qiyu did not understand military affairs, she did one thing very well. She gave Wang Wenzuo the greatest degree of trust and gave him full freedom of command, while she herself worked hard to win over others politically. The prefecture has become a pair of military and political partners. During the short armistice period, she has brought over most of the prefectures and prefectures along the Seto Inland Sea, such as Shikoku Island and Awaji. The result is that a large amount of food and supplies have been obtained from the sea. Reinforcements, the numerical advantage previously held by the eldest brother's army is no longer so obvious.
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