The five schools of the Northern Army are: Tun Cavalry, Infantry, Yue Cavalry, Changshui and Archery.

Among them, the infantry was stationed in Shanglinyuan on the outskirts of the city, Changshui was stationed in Changshui and Xuanqu, and the tuncai, Yuecai and archery were stationed in the north of the city, respectively in charge of heavy cavalry, light cavalry and archers in the Yulin army.

Early the next morning, two fast horses out of the Imperial History Mansion along Kaiyang Avenue all the way north, through Yongheli, Buguangli, Yong'an Palace, about two quarters of an hour, near the north gate Taicang and the arsenal, only to see a row of courtyard walls, the division of the office lined up, the white wall Zhu Gate, the guards on both sides of the door waist crotch steel knife, oblique back quiver, back across the long bow standing majestically on both sides.

This is where the Northern Army's shooting is located.

When I got off the horse, I saw a plaque in the middle of the Si Ya, on which were written a few big characters: The shooting battalion of the Northern Army of the Han Dynasty.

Before they could enter the camp, they heard a shouting at the door.

"But the military Sima Wang Li Wang Deyu, the military Hou Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong?" A scribe had already snatched out of the door and asked.

"It's Wang and Zilong brothers!"

The scribe hurriedly snatched the reins of the horses from the hands of the two, and with a smile on his face, he said, "Lord Long admires the wisdom! A few days ago, the battle between the Lord and Ji Ling's Deyang Hall had already spread, and the soldiers of our battalion were all admired, especially the art of archery with arrows, just listening to it had already made the soldiers' blood boil. ”

My two brothers steal people's jobs, it's not bad if they don't attract hatred, and they still admire it?

Wang Li rolled his eyes and asked, "Is the captain here?" ”

"In, in!"

The scribe hurriedly took the two of them into the office, but saw that there were already five or six people kneeling on both sides of the desk, all of them with faces full of flesh and unruly. One of them is high in the middle of the Si Ya, with a high nose bridge, quite spirited, and it is Ma Riyan, the captain of the shooting voice.

Ma Riyan, the word Uncle Weng, Fufeng Maoling people's clan, the grandson of Ma Rong, a master of Eastern Han Dynasty scriptures. When he was young, he inherited Ma Rong's scriptures and entered the office with talent. He has successively served as a counselor, Guanglu doctor, and with Cai Yong, Lu Zhi and others in the official collection of the "Five Classics", participated in the continuation of the "Dongguan Hanji" and so on. Light and five years, worship the sound of the captain so far.

Seeing Ma Riyan looking at the two of them with a smile, Wang Li and Zhao Yun both clasped their fists and shouted: "The last general will meet the captain!" ”

Ma Riyan shook his hand, pointed to the vacant seats on both sides, and said, "Deyu, you wait to sit down first, and the old man will introduce you." ”

After the two sat down, Ma Riyan introduced everyone present to Wang Li, but it turned out to be the first, third and fourth songs of the shooting sound, the military waiting, the commanders of each tun and the secretary of the shooting battalion.

Ma Riyan knocked on the desk and continued to introduce: "Deyu, I will shoot the voice of the main Su guards and the Yulin army. There are more than 900 people, including soldiers, scribes, and miscellaneous officials, divided into four songs, each with more than 200 people, and two tun chiefs, each of whom has two team rates.

The military commander was mainly responsible for assisting the old man in charge of the soldiers' imperial archery, cavalry, battle formation, capital test, weapons, armor, food, horses and other military supplies. And I was stationed in Kyoto, not only to take charge of guarding the gates of the South Palace and the North Palace, but also to assist in the defense and rectification of the Gyeonggi strongholds, such as the Jinwu, Tuncai, and Viet Cavalry. ”

Seeing that Wang Li nodded yes, Ma Riyan suddenly stood up, pulled out his waist knife, and slashed it on the desk, and the desk fell in response, shouting: "I order: From now on, Wang Li will shoot the military Sima for me, and be in charge of all the military affairs in the army, but if there are those who do not obey, the military law will be engaged!" ”

"No!"

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"The jade leaks the silver kettle and don't urge, the iron lock is open. Who can sit idly when they see the moon? Where do you not see the lights? ”

Time flies, time is like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, it has come to the light and the seven-year Lantern Festival. A bright moon hung in the air, shining the light of the capital.

After supper, Wang Li took Huangfu Ling'er, Zhi'er, Zhao Yun and others to the night market.

Lantern Festival, that is, "the night of Shangyuan". On the night of the Lantern Festival, people come and go in the streets and alleys, the lanterns are colorful, people guess the lantern riddles, enjoy the lanterns, eat the Lantern Festival, and it has always been the most important traditional festival in China.

Although the bright moon has climbed up to the treetops, emitting a bright light, how can it hide the brilliance of this light market? The entire Kaiyang Avenue is bustling with crowds and all kinds of lanterns on both sides, so it is not lively.

But see:

Carp lanterns, dragonfly lanterns, hungry tiger lanterns, apricot lanterns, lotus lanterns, jade tree lanterns, dazzling, shining. A lamp, such as a carp tactfully, dragonflies fly low, tigers gather in the valley and roar in the mountains; Rows of fires, if the apricot blossoms bloom, the lotus flowers contain buds, and the jade trees explore the branches and shine.

"Actually, in the pre-Qin period, there was no Shangyuan Yi." Huangfu Ling'er saw Wang Li looking at the lanterns on both sides in a daze, and explained, "This Lantern Festival originally originated in the period of Emperor Xianxiao Wen, after Emperor Xianxiao Wen pacified the 'Zhulu Rebellion', it was not easy to feel the peace and prosperity, so the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of each year was licensed as a national festival, and the whole world celebrated, which is why there is this Lantern Festival." ”

Zhao Yun nodded, and then said: "Later, Emperor Xianming sent people to Tianzhu because of his admiration for Buddhism, and welcomed back the two masters of Zhu Falan and Morteng, and built a new White Horse Temple to preach and open the altar. Later, it spread to the people, and there was this Lantern Festival. ”

"The king of Chu has a thin waist, and he starves to death in the palace. Since ancient times, my Yan and Huang people are all up and down, blindly following the trend, if there is a trace of impropriety in the direction of the court, follow one after another, it is naturally not beneficial to the country and the family. ”

Seeing that Zhao Yun was thoughtful, Wang Li was about to elaborate, but saw a trace of blame and hope flashing in Ling'er's eyes, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, this Shangyuan Lantern Festival is not bad, Emperor Wen's benevolence has created a national jubilation." ”

"Don't talk about this, let's guess the lantern riddle!"

Wang Li pointed to the colored lanterns on the side of the road and said with a smile, Ling'er and Zhi'er had already flown to the side of the road with joy.

"Brother Shi, come and see this lantern riddle!"

Before Wang Li approached, Ling'er had already followed a carp lamp, and there was a white paper hanging on the lamp, and a riddle was written on the paper: Guanghan Palace is on Chongyang.

Guanghan Palace is on Chongyang? Wang Li thought about it for a while, and was already confident, picked up the brush on the side and wrote a big word under the riddle: stomach.

"I see!"

"Guanghan Palace is the moon, Chongyang is a double sun, two days and the moon, it is called the stomach!"

"It's a pity, Brother Bai almost guessed it in one step!"

Listening to the discussion behind him, but it was a group of afterthoughts, Wang Li couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out that the carp lamp of Ling'er, there were many people who wanted to buy it, but unfortunately the store insisted on guessing the anagram to take it off, and everyone had no one guessed it for a while, seeing that Wang Li guessed the riddle, they all helped him solve the riddle.

"Brother, help Zhi'er guess!"

Zhi'er had already aimed at the rotating palace car lamp, and when he saw that Wang Li had finished writing, he immediately ripped it off and handed it to Wang Li.

I saw a poem written on it: drizzle sprinkled light boat, one point before the boat, one point in the boat, one point after the boat.

"Molai!"

Wang Li snorted lightly, dipped the pen in the inkstone, and turned the dragon and snake in his hand: the moon is accompanied by three stars like a curved sickle, and the waves are dotted over the side of the ship!

"Brother Bai, what does this benevolent brother mean, can you explain it to everyone?"

The white brother's face turned red, and before he could reply, he saw a scholar who was about a weak crown squeezing out of the crowd, applauding and shouting: "A bend of the sickle to pick up the wheat waves, half a hook bright moon to fish the clear stream." ”

"Hey, it's you!"

Wang Li put down the brush and glanced up at the man, but saw that the person was the scholar Brother Zhicai who he saw in Heyun Tower in Nanshi City a few years ago, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Brother Zhicai, look up for a long time!" ”

"Don't dare!" Brother Zhicai replied, "I look at my brother's back as if he is familiar, and he is also quick to think, and his pen is like a god. ”

"Haha, politely, in Xia Bingzhou Wang Li Wang Deyu, I don't know my brother's surname?"

"In Xiayingchuan, the word is talented." Zhicai replied.

Drama Zhicai?

Wang Li was shocked, it turned out that this person had a 'vulgar ridicule', and after his death, Cao Cao lamented again and again: "After the death of Zizhicai, there is no way to deal with the planner." Thou shalt be the many strangers, who shall succeed them? "The drama of Zhicai!

Wang Li couldn't help but laugh secretly, but after accompanying Ling'er and Zhi'er Shuangshu to go shopping, he was able to bump into a Yingchuan wizard.

It seems that this trip to Kyoto, God still treats himself well. Although I didn't meet Xun Lingjun, who was partial to Xun Lingjun, he also compensated himself for a drama Zhicai who 'died from Zhicai', Mo Ke and the planner'!

Although he sighed again and again in his heart, Wang Li's mouth was extremely enthusiastic: "Brother Zhicai, acquaintance is fate, today is the Lantern Festival, the whole country celebrates, are you willing to sit with Li Yi?" ”

"I don't dare to ask for ears if I want to!"

Xi Zhong was overjoyed for a while, and Wang Li was humble for a few words, but saw that the shopkeeper had walked over with a carp lamp and a palace car lamp, handed it to Wang Li, and said respectfully: "Two Langjun, the head of the house is happy to see the hunting, and specially came up with a word puzzle, hoping that the two can guess another riddle, if the two can guess again, the head of the house is willing to make a friend with the two Langjun, and the lanterns in the store will be taken by the two Langjun and the two girls!" ”

This so-called head of the family is so good, what kind of people are Wang Li and Xi Zhong, how could they let those businessmen take Qiao, and their faces gradually turned pale.

Zhao Yun was secretly angry, and his face was already faintly unhappy.

The store was originally a crystal clear and delicate character, seeing Wang Li and the indifferent looks of the people around him, who didn't know that he had said the wrong thing, he slapped himself twice and said with Xiaoyi: "Two Langjun, please forgive the little clumsy mouth can't speak, today is a good day, the full moon is also round, why don't the two Langjun cooperate in this store to make a mystery and achieve a good story?" ”

"Shopkeeper, you are a dog looking down on people, we are all here, these two people just said two sentences of Yuefu poems, how did these two people guess this anagram?"

"That's right, I can also enjoy poetry, why don't I see you give me a lantern?"

Everyone outside the venue saw that the store had been cold to him before, but he was loyal to Wang Li and Xi, as if he were pro-Laozi, and they were angry for a while.

The shopkeeper was afraid that Wang Li and the others would leave, so he hurriedly faced everyone and shouted, "You don't know anything about waiting for everyone? These two Langjun and the little head of the family said that the Yuefu poems all refer to the word 'heart', you can't guess this anagram if you don't learn anything, and you are wrong to blame the good people? ”

Yes, this will give you a good guy card for each of you!

Wang Li and Xi Zhong glanced at each other, and said with a smile: "Even if you can speak, how can we really see you as a shopkeeper?" Why don't you bring the mystery to you? ”

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out a calligraphy and painting from the store, on which was written a line of half-que poems: Remorse must be half gone, and the false words are not hung and relieved.

"Brother Zhicai, why don't you come first?" Wang Li laughed and handed the brush to Xi Zhongdao.

"What, does Brother Deyu want to consider loyalty, or does he plan to make a fool of loyalty?" Xi Zhong took the brush, but saw that the shopkeeper took a wolf hair and rice paper from the store and handed it to Wang Li, and said with a joking smile, "Haha, Brother Deyu, it seems that your wishful thinking has failed!" ”

Wang Li glanced at the shopkeeper angrily, took the wolf hair, but saw a shallow smile on the corner of Xi Zhong's mouth, and immediately shouted in a low voice: "Brother Zhicai, why don't you put down the pen together and try to compete?" ”

"Haha, come on!"

The two of them put pen to paper at the same time, one is like a dragon and snake at the bottom of the pen, flowing clouds and water, and the other is like a phoenix dance, with a silver hook and iron stroke. After a moment, the two looked at each other and smiled at the same time, and the shopkeeper hurriedly called a shopkeeper to present the mystery of the two in front of everyone.

I saw that the answers to the mystery were:

There are leaves that do not bloom, and flowers do not see leaves. Before the flowers bloom, the fragrance is proud of the wind and snow.

The safflower is proud of the snow, and half of the tree is in full bloom and half of the tree is contained. The jade is fragrant and charming, drunk, and the slanting branch stream is pitiful alone.