Zhao Xingde has the confession of the prisoner of Taixue Guozi in his arms, and Chao Buzhi's letter, but once he takes it out, not only does he expose his identity, but he also gives the traitorous party a reason to frame himself, and it may also involve the master Chao Buzhi. And Song An prepared for him that the customs clearance document of the Ministry of Rites did not have the Hangu Pass Defense Seal of the Song State on it, which was invalid. Although Zhao Xingde has thousands of friends in his bag, according to the laws of the Xia Kingdom, he must first determine the identity of the homeless, if he pretends to be a merchant, he still needs the customs clearance documents of the merchant.

Seeing that his face showed hesitation, Fu Zhiren did not urge, but reminded: "Mr. Zhao, do you have any skills?" Carpenters, blacksmiths and the like can all strive for the status of craftsmen. ”

Zhao Xingde was stunned for a moment, looked at his hands, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He himself seems to be born clumsy, perhaps reflecting God for a long time.

He asked tentatively, "I have also read a few books of poetry, can I win the status of a scribe?" ”

Fu Zhiren frowned, knocked on the file with his hand and said, "If you don't have a customs clearance document, it will be a little troublesome to become a scribe." "The Xia State was very tolerant of the screening and containment of the Kwantung people, but admitted that most of the scribes had to rely on official customs clearance documents, at least in the Song State. Zhao De came from the iron cable, obviously there was no customs clearance paperwork.

"Inspector Fu, the newspaper circulated today." A bookkeeper came over and handed a file to Fu Zhiren.

Fu Zhiren picked it up and quickly flipped through it, signed his name, and handed it to the bookstore, he seemed to be a little distracted, and sighed: "Lu Mei and Lianghe are the places where heroes come in, am I so old and dead?" ”

Seeing that he sighed with emotion, Zhao Xingde waited for a moment before asking, "Inspector Fu, forgive me for being abrupt, if I want to fight for the status of a sergeant, what do you think?" ”

"What?" Fu Zhiren was stunned, thinking that he had misheard.

Zhao Xingde said in a low voice: "I plan to strive for the promotion to sergeant." After a pause, seeing Fu Zhiren's surprised look, he was a little embarrassed and said, "I don't know if it's appropriate?" ”

Fu Zhiren looked Zhao Xingde up and down, the people of Kanto have always valued literature over martial arts, and Di Qing's experience, Guanzhong was not worth it for him. Even the peasants who came from exile in the Kanto region rarely planned to join the army, not to mention that the qualifications of the Xia State sergeants were extremely difficult to obtain. He remembered the amazing strength that Zhao Xingde showed when crossing the river, and his heart moved slightly, knowing that he was not opening his mouth, and slowly replied: "If you have enough ability, it's not impossible." ”

Zhao Xingde took a step forward and arched his hand: "Please also ask Brother Fu for guidance." ”

Fu Zhiren muttered: "Although the law does not explicitly state that foreigners cannot be promoted to sergeants, except for a few Praetorian Guards, all legions are stationed in one place, and the sergeants are mostly locals, such as the Andong Army, eight or nine times out of ten are the children of Guanzhong. If you are born in Kanto and go to join the army, I am afraid it will be a little difficult to gain a foothold. Fu Zhiren personally experienced that even if he is a native of Xia and joins the army in a different place, he has to work twice as hard as the locals to be recognized by his comrades, not to mention the newcomers from the Kwantung region. Because Guanzhong was too peaceful, he deliberately went to the northern Xinjiang to join the army, first entered the cold army, and later joined the Guard's fat cavalry five years later. Because he is warm-hearted, does not care about gains and losses, and can be honest with the army, he was born in Guanzhong and gained a foothold in the Anbei Military Division. After serving in northern Xinjiang for ten years, after years of crusading against horse thieves and barbarian tribes, he later felt tired of it, so he asked to retire, and the captain recommended him to enlist as the governor of Xihe, the prime minister's mansion, and returned to his hometown in Guanzhong.

"Only the Praetorian Guard recruits sergeants in one place, but the Praetorian Guard usually only needs elite soldiers who have served in ordinary legions for more than five years." Fu Zhiren saw that Zhao Xingde's face was slightly gloomy, and said, "But there is one that recruits new sergeants, the Janissary Tiger Wing Army." Fu Zhiren showed a mocking look on his face, "And there are few battles, so it's a good place to save your life." ”

Zhao Xingde was overjoyed, and regardless of Fu Zhiren's different face, he asked for advice in detail. It turned out that the Janissaries were an army dedicated to accommodating the children of hereditary nobles, and often recruited foreigners. The 5,000 sergeants of the Tiger Wing Army are all dressed in heavy armor and mounted on horses, and the large battalion is stationed in Dunhuang, the western capital, and is responsible for the escort of high-ranking officials of the five prefectures, and rarely goes into battle. The Eight Guards of the Xia Kingdom, the Fat Cavalry Army, the White Feather Army, and the Flower Hat Army were in the north, east, and west to deter one side respectively. The Chi Hunter Army suppressed the entire territory of Tibet. The Jiaorong Army and the Lian Rui Army defend the east and west in peacetime, and rush to the east and west to fight on the east and west fronts when there is an incident. The Dragon's Tooth Army was an elite army selected from the Praetorian Guard, and the emperors of all dynasties personally served as military commanders. The Shenlong of the Chengying Army is not the end, but it is said to be the army that fights the most frequently in the entire Xia Kingdom. Only the Tiger Wing Army, except for the heavy armor, has not fought a major battle for decades, and is known as the ornament in the Praetorian Guard.

"Zhao De, you have read the book, the text is fine, and there is no problem with Xiaochang's military order," Fu Zhiren, although he did not have a deep friendship with Zhao De, he also patiently planned for him, and asked, "Can you hold two strong bows, shoot arrows a hundred steps away with heavy armor, and hit eight arrows out of ten?" ”

Shicai walked all the way, Fu Zhiren saw that Zhao Xingde was quite horselike, and knew that he was not like ordinary Song people who had never ridden a horse in his life, as long as he asked him about the bow and crossbow. Although the Tiger Wing Army is also a cavalry army, it requires sergeants to be able to fight on foot like infantry sergeants. According to Fu Zhiren's understanding, the Great Song Forbidden Army could only compete with the Xia army in the bow and arrow, relying on the large number of people to form a thick formation to offset the gap with the individual martial arts of the sergeants. Therefore, Guanzhong was able to suppress the 150,000 forbidden army of the Xijing camp of the Song State with only 50,000 soldiers.

Zhao Xingde nodded and said, "It should be fine." ”

Fu Zhiren said in a deep voice: "The army has no jokes, you will know it when you try it in the arrow range, if there is no problem, I will give you a road guide and go to Dunhuang to join the army." He stood up and whispered a few words to Pan Shaowei, the inspector in charge of screening, Pan Shaowei also looked at Zhao Xingde in surprise, nodded slightly, and beckoned a secretary to be responsible for maintaining the order of the Kanto refugees, and took Zhao Xingde to the archery range behind the court with Fu Zhiren. Xia established the country with martial arts, and such arrow ranges can be seen everywhere in Guanzhong, and there are many small and medium-sized horse riding fields.

"This is Inspector Pan, if you really have the length of a bow and crossbow, he will give you a guide to let you go to Dunhuang to join the army." Fu Zhiren introduced, handed over a hard bow and a pot of arrows, and whispered: "Be calm, keep your hands steady." ”

"Inspector Pan, it's a good thing." Zhao Xingde arched his hand, Pan Shaowei smiled and bowed in return, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and secretly thought: "This official has been working in this Xihe Patrol Office for several years, and he can reach the standard of opening two stone bows and ten arrows in this hundred steps away, all of them were originally elite archers in the forbidden army of the Song Kingdom. ”

Zhao Xingde put on the thirty-pound heavy armor of the Xia Guo crossbowman, sighed lightly, held up the hard bow with his left hand, felt very good, picked up an arrow with his right hand, put it on the string, pulled the bow like a full moon, aimed at the arrow target, put it on his right hand, and the arrow flew out with a swish, not only hitting the arrow target, but also firmly inserting it into the red heart.

"Good bow!" Zhao Xingde couldn't help but praise in a deep voice, he thought that he would have to try an arrow and correct the deviation a little to hit the target, but he didn't expect the string of this bow to be so correct.

The feeling that his arrow shot like a light weight made Fu Zhiren and Pan Shaowei next to him feel shocked, and before he had time to think about it, Zhao Xingde took out another arrow, put it on the string, opened the bow and shot it out, and with a snap, it was inserted next to the arrow just now.

This bow is indeed a fine product, and the arrow is also a good arrow, flying extremely steadily when shooting out, Zhao Xingde couldn't help but feel a little in love, exhaled lightly, and took out an arrow from the quiver again, almost pulling the bow with his right hand while raising his left hand, just aimed at the arrow target, the moment his breath and arm stabilized, an arrow was shot out, and he hit the bull's-eye.

Ten arrows were shot in succession, and the arrows were densely inserted into the red heart of the target, as if they had grown from there.

He stretched out his hand and touched the quiver, but he felt empty, he couldn't enjoy it, he was slightly regretful, he handed the bow back to Fu Zhiren, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life, and I want to thank Brother Fu for borrowing my good bow." ”

Pan Shaowei smacked his tongue and said secretly: "If it's really a human being, you can't look good." "Xia people are the most martial arts, Zhao Xingde has this archery skill, there is no problem in settling down, and Pan Shaowei's attitude towards him has also become slightly polite.