Chapter 723: You Can Do It!
"Quick! Call Hu Yuan to go over with me and take a look, quick! Zhao Huan stood up from the throne.
The matter of Yongxing Military Road, the current physical condition of the planter is good, and he said that he wanted to enter Beijing for the Chinese New Year this year, but Zhao Huan refused on the grounds that he was too old and not suitable for cars and horses.
Loyalty among the planters does not need to be tested.
In the environment of the Great Song Dynasty, the generals of the Great Song Dynasty, after being born and dying and winning meritorious service, would choose to let their children become civil servants.
The two brothers of the seed master and the seed master are both scholars who have entered the official careers, both are doctors of scripture, they are both cold windows and hard reading years, and they are also roll calls outside the Donghua Gate.
It's just that when the Great Song Dynasty needed them to fight, they picked up the weapons they had put down for many years and led the troops to fight again.
Being a soldier is a general, there is no future in the Great Song Dynasty, and it is easy to be ****.
This point is fully manifested in Di Qing's body, none of his heirs are generals, and it can be seen that the habits of the Great Song Dynasty generals.
And Yue Fei fought all his life, and after his unjust death, none of the descendants of the Yue family were willing to lead the troops to fight again.
A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the back.
Zhao Huan didn't want to interfere with the arrangements for his two children.
"Official, Hu Yuan has already rushed over, and when the minister came to Wende Palace, Cheng Chu's injury was already stable." Sun Li looked at the official family holding the hem of his clothes, and hurriedly persuaded the official family to look at the road under his feet.
"Where was he wounded?" Zhao Huan said angrily.
It depends on the owner to beat the dog, not to mention that Cheng Chu is still his own palace guard, and the timing of this injury is too much of a coincidence.
Seeing that Cheng Chu's injury on the occasion of the return of the Jiesheng Army already showed that that person could no longer bear his own restless heart.
"Follow the palace, follow the servant of the palace, wounded Commander Cheng, the reason was that he peeped into the palace late at night, and before Commander Cheng had time to report his identity, he was shot by random arrows and fled in a hurry."
"There are also several personal officers who were injured at the same time, and one personal officer has closed his eyes." Sun Li whispered.
"It's the other way around!" Zhao Huan waved his big arm, waved away Zhao Ying's hand holding him, removed the horse from the car, turned over on the horse, and ran away from the direction of the official camp.
"Official! Huh! Zhao Ying jumped on the spot in a hurry, why did the official family go on horseback?
However, he still chased after him step by step, and he was not weaker than the speed of the horse, and followed the official family to gallop towards Linglang Pavilion.
Zhao Huan is not disabled, in the past four years since he came to the Great Song Dynasty, he has learned to ride a horse, from the Wende Hall to the Linlang Pavilion where the official camp is located, all the way to the ground, can he still fall?
Zhao Ying can run out of the afterimage in the middle of the night at this speed, and when Zhao Huan got off the horse, Zhao Ying also helped Zhao Huan, and he didn't even gasp for breath.
"Official, there are many dangers in riding horses, galloping horses, let's just take a car next time, didn't Sun Li say it, Cheng Chu's injury is stable." Zhao Ying supported the official family and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the official family had all the beards and tails.
"Sooner or later, I will be raised by you to be a pig (pig)." Zhao Huan shook his head and walked towards Jiying Pavilion.
Jiying Pavilion is in the inner palace, in the big school field, the figure is longing, and the hustle and bustle is shocking. Zhao Ying's yin and yang frustrated voice shouted that when the saint arrived, the school field was quiet.
The army is a barrel of explosives, and the slightest flame cannot be seen.
At present, Cheng Chu and several personal officials were injured on errands for the emperor, which is not as simple as a small flame.
Zhao Huan looked at the generals gathered in the school field, frowning, he remembered that in the ice and snow, kneeling and not daring to move, it was not for him to call them up, and the officials did not dare to move at all.
After the social status of the Great Song soldiers gradually returned to a normal level, they themselves did not realize that what they were accustomed to in the past has now become a reason for unbearable and even uproar.
Of course, compared with the past Great Song Army, which looked like soft-footed shrimp and had no fighting spirit, Zhao Huan still liked this kind of tiger and wolf army.
In this era, if you are not a tiger or a wolf, you are a cow or a sheep.
"Shout what to shout! It's like Lao Tzu is dead! Damn, you know how to make a mess, you are in this Jiying Pavilion school yard, you are preparing to let the official chop off Lao Tzu's head, you are happy, right? Why don't you go back to sleep for Lao Tzu! Cheng Chu stood in front of the door of Jiying Pavilion and roared.
He didn't hear the news of the official's arrival in the inner room, and the army had no order to gather and make noise, so as the commander above, he naturally wanted to drive these soldiers back to their respective barracks to sleep as soon as possible.
If this is an uproar, he can only go to the official's house with his head raised.
"But one of our own servants has died! How is this counted? Suddenly, a voice rang out in the shadows.
Cheng Chu frowned and tasted the product, sneered and said, "Liu Chengxu of the seventy-sixth class of the third battalion!" Tomorrow the school field is 100 laps, do you think the black light is shouting, when Lao Tzu can't hear who you are? ”
"Okay, get out, the official family has the official family's consideration, and this matter will have a result." Cheng Chu waved his hand, but today's soldiers didn't hear his command disperse at all.
"It's against you! You don't listen to Lao Tzu?! Cheng Chu shouted angrily when he saw this.
Hu Yuan was very afraid of Zhao Huan, the official patient, he couldn't afford to offend, but he was very self-righteous.
This made him Hu Yuan very passive, so when Zhao Huan appeared at the door, he saw the official family under the torch for the first time.
"The official family is here." Hu Yuan helped Cheng Chu and whispered in Hu Yuan's ear.
Cheng Chu squinted and looked at it for a long time, and saw that it was indeed the official family at the door, and his heart was scattered and he collapsed on the ground.
He couldn't hold on.
"Commander Cheng! Cheng Chu! Hu Yuan struggled to help Cheng Chu, let the soldiers next to him help, and took his pulse by himself, and breathed a sigh of relief for a long time.
Hu Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to the Great Song Emperor: "It's okay, it's just that I'm tired and faint, just sleep." ”
"Really?" Zhao Huan looked at Cheng Chu's golden face, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was dying, why just sleep well?
Hu Yuanqiang held back the anger that you can do it, don't beep if you can't, take a deep breath and say: "Official, Commander Cheng hasn't slept for seven days, he is not seriously injured, and if he doesn't sleep, the person will really be gone." ”
"With Cheng Chu's skills, if he hadn't rested for a few days, where could those servants hurt him? The personal servant who left also followed Commander Cheng for days and days, and his spirit was not good, otherwise where would the domestic servant succeed? ”
Hu Yuan was still chattering endlessly, but Zhao Huan was about to support Cheng Chu from the soldiers next to him, a figure flashed, and Zhao Ying said with a smile on his face: "I'll come, I'll come, the official family will go first." ”
Zhao Huan reluctantly put down his hand, he was the emperor.