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The war has been going on for more than two years.
In the autumn of the twelfth year of Chengyuan, a gust of wind blew dark clouds, covering the clear sky, and an autumn rain was about to come.
The guards speeding on the road stopped and began to wear raincloths to prepare for the situation in advance.
Not far ahead, there was also a group of people rushing along. When they saw the armored guards, the passers-by stopped immediately. One of the porters did not panic. He recognized the flag first and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the characters Huai, Dou and Zhen.
"This is our soldier from Dou County." He introduced to others.
The most important thing for the Marquis to reorganize the Wei Dao is to reorganize the Guards.
There are currently three types of guards in Weidao. Those responsible for local security in prefectures and counties are town soldiers, who are dispatched by the local state capital. Those stationed in fortresses in state capitals are camp soldiers, who are dispatched by Weidao. In addition, there are guards, whose military numbers are ordered by the court. , officers are also appointed and dispatched by the court.
Passers-by take a look and take the initiative to move to the side of the road without being reminded by the porters. This is a rule that everyone is familiar with.
The soldiers quickly put on their raincoats and moved forward without giving passers-by a second glance, let alone stepping forward to inspect them.
After the soldiers and horses passed by, the passers-by continued to run forward and arrived at the gate of Dou County before the heavy rain came.
The city gate is bustling with people, and most of them are scholars in blue shirts.
The porters at the back looked forward and asked others: "Why are there so many people today? They are all scholars. I didn't know there were so many scholars here."
"There are not so many people today." The person next to me said, "There have been so many people these days."
Another person pointed at the scholars: ¡°There are real scholars and there are fake scholars.¡±
The porter became even more curious: "What are you doing? In the past, no one was a scholar. In order to get a bite to eat, they all said they wanted to be soldiers. What can a scholar do now?"
The man from before smiled and said: "Have you not read the official announcement for several days? There is a new trend in the court, and regular subjects will be opened."
Looking at him again, I saw that he was thin and dark, with rough skin and thick flesh. He was carrying heavy goods on his shoulders. He was obviously a coolie.
"You know what Chang Ke is, right?"
The porter was in a daze, Chang Ke, how many years has it been since you heard these three words? It¡¯s almost ten years, right?
"Are you taking regular courses now?" His voice was a little erratic, "There's still a war going on outside."
"Singing and dancing to promote peace, and making a name for yourself and recommending ministers in white are things that only happen in peaceful and prosperous times."
The voices of other people came from far and near.
"We've finished fighting here. We've long been at peace here."
"The Marquis has said that regular subjects will be held first in Taiping, and it is said that the Marquis will personally conduct inquiries in the palace."
"That's as far as you can tell. It would be nice if we could have a few people here enter the palace and take the provincial tribute exam."
Before they finished speaking, the porters couldn't hear them anymore. They squeezed forward, grabbed a man in a green shirt and asked, "Where can I sign up? When will the exam start? What is the exam? Ming Jing or Jinshi?"
The man in green shirt was chubby and pushed his hand away with some disgust: "You are a porter, why do you ask these questions? You said you are taking exams in all six subjects."
All six subjects are open! That was an unprecedented event. The porter wiped his face with his hand and threw the burden away: "I want to sign up! I want to sign up!"
The people around were startled. They watched the porter rushing towards the city gate and hurriedly stretched out their hands to hold him down.
"Are you so frustrated that you dare to cause trouble at the city gate?"
"How dare you not stand in line? Do you want to be punished with hard labor?"
Fortunately, the porter relied on the instinct formed by so many years of habit to calm down. Fortunately, the guard at the city gate was a little more tolerant than before. He only glanced here and did not step forward.
The noise quickly quieted down, and the city gates entered and exited in order.
In the end, the porter did not pick up his burden and moved forward impatiently. The people around him asked curiously, "Can the porter also read?"
A smile appeared on the porter's face: "I have been reading all my life. I have been reading. Even though I have been a porter for these ten years, I have not stopped reading"
As he spoke, he began to cry, and he passed through the city gate, dancing and running forward without any scruples.
"I can finally be a scholar! I can finally achieve something in my studies!"
Seeing the porters running away, the people in front of the city gate were dumbfounded, shaking their heads and laughing: "I'm going crazy when I hear about regular subjects. I don't know how many people will go crazy when they get Jinshi in the future."
It was noisy and crowded outside the Dou County government office. Fortunately, the officials had a clear division of labor and guided the people in a busy but not chaotic manner.
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"The other people who escorted my aunt were killed at the foot of the mountain." Hu Aqi said, "The bones can't be found."
Wu Yaer opened a pot of wine and poured it around in front of the grave: "You can rest in peace."
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After returning to the village from the mountain, my husband cooked a large pot of broth for dinner. The villagers also helped take care of the horses and fed them good beans. The village women also helped wash the clothes that were wet by the rain, ensuring that they could be baked in one night. Dry.
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But some people couldn't sleep. Wu Ya'er lay on the bed and listened to Wang Li on the other side counting money to Hu Aqi.
"You don't have to pay for ginger soup, but you have to pay some money to eat other people's broth."
"You don't have to pay for cleaning the horses, but you have to give me some food."
"You don't have to pay for washing clothes, but you have to pay for wearing new clothes."
"Old Hu, I feel something is wrong. Are we being ripped off?"
"What are you talking about? How can it be Zai? People have said that it is thanks to the kindness of the Empress that we can live a good life today. This is repaying it to the Empress We give money, not to them. It¡¯s also for the Queen.¡±
Listening to the two people talking, Wu Ya'er smiled and turned over and closed his eyes to sleep. The voices gradually faded away, and the sound of rain came again in his ears. It seemed that it was raining again. A thunder made Wu Ya'er open his eyes. .
There was darkness in front of him, but his keen instinct made him wake up for a moment. This was not the place where he slept, and he was not sleeping.
Wu Yaer stood in the heavy rain. The darkness in front of him gradually dissipated. There was a fire, there were cries and men's laughter. The firelight reflected the swords in the men's waists and hands.
A group of women were pushed and pulled, their clothes were messy.
A woman suddenly ran out of it, and a man laughed and stretched out his hands to stop her. The woman hugged him and screamed, rushing towards the cliff and disappearing instantly.
The laughing men rushed to the edge of the cliff, shouting and cursing.
It¡¯s a dream. Wu Ya¡¯er relaxed his body. He went up the mountain to pay homage during the day, so he probably dreamed about this.
He looked up at the sky and saw the rain hitting his face. It was not the colorless, tasteless, unconscious, and biting coldness in his previous dreams.
This dream is very real.
He lowered his head, his slack body tightened again. There were no yelling men or crying women in front of him, only corpses on the ground.
And he stood among the corpses, looking at a familiar face.
¡°Mother?¡± he said. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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