When Qin Mu stood in front of all the officers and soldiers of the Guards Regiment in military uniform, not to mention that the soldiers were stunned, even Jia Hongxian and Fang Haoyin were dumbfounded.

They had seen Qin Mu walk out of the house in a brand-new military uniform. However, there is no atmosphere of a military camp in the East Cross Courtyard, and Qin Mu is harmonious and harmonious, and he can't 100% experience that kind of momentum.

Now in the barracks, Qin Mu is straight, standing on a high platform like a javelin, and the uncontrollable majesty spreads out, and the Jia sisters are almost fascinated by him.

The soldiers of the Guards Regiment were even more obsessed.

This is a soldier, this is a military uniform.

Regarding the issue of military uniforms, Qin Mu thought about it for a long time.

After *** appeared, the armor was swept into the garbage.

Guards regiments do not need armor. They are not the armies of this plane, they are the armies of the future.

Their military uniform is armor, and they must show sufficient majesty and imposing. In Qin Mu's impression, among all the military uniforms in history, the military uniforms of the German army in World War II are well-deserved first commanders.

Qin Mu did not hesitate to copy the whole set.

With the existence of Jinsha, a rich second-generation friend, many things are much easier.

A hundred sets of military uniforms were ready to stop after a week, and Qin Mu brought back the Great Song Dynasty.

Especially Qin Mu's own body, which is specially tailor-made, is completely according to his figure, not a little more, not a little wider, coupled with his handsome and handsome facial features, standing on the stage is simply as cool as a sculpture.

There was silence in the barracks. It's all stupid.

Qin Mu originally wanted to say something first, but looking at the current situation, it is estimated that no one will listen to his singing, and he is all waiting to change his clothes.

Well, the white pendulum is cool. Change your outfit first.

As a unit, each received his own military uniform. Fortunately, the Guards Regiment has strict orders, and if this is still in the Fangla period, it must be robbed with a knife. Everyone wants to put on such a handsome military uniform first.

Qiu Chen ran back to the dormitory with his military uniform and almost fell on his head.

What he is holding is not clothes, but his own life!

Seeing that the head of the regiment was so handsome, Qiu Chen thought about what he would look like after wearing this dress, it was simply beautiful to forget what his surname was.

Although the military uniforms of later generations are different from the clothes of the Great Song Dynasty, they are not long shirts and short browns, but this is not a high technology, it is not a mobile phone that has to be unlocked, and there is Qin Mu's appearance in front, and soon Qiu Chen will have a new look.

It's a pity, it's a pity. There are no mirrors in the barracks, and if you want to see your appearance, you can only go to the Wuzhang River to see the reflection.

But the army is a collective, and everyone is a similar member.

Qiu Chen couldn't see himself, but he could see his comrades-in-arms and see the squad leader.

He looked at Wu Yongfu changing into a military uniform, and he couldn't recognize it.

Is this still the same squad leader? How did he become so strange, it seems that he is not from the Great Song Dynasty.

I'm sure I'm the same way.

He suddenly remembered a legend in the Guards Regiment, the East Cross Courtyard was full of treasures, even the thatched latrines were fairy-like, there were all kinds of strange things in them, and there were large mirrors, even the slightest hair could be seen clearly.

Now he suddenly wanted to go into the East Cross Courtyard to have a look. Although he knew that this was delusional, he didn't dare to go if he was given 10,000 guts, but he really wanted to look in the mirror!

"Squad Leader Wu." Shi Yi came to the outside of the barracks.

"Here!" Wu Yongfu replied.

Shi Yi looked at Wu Yongfu's brand-new military uniform, and like Qiu Chen, he almost couldn't recognize his old subordinates.

Is this still the man who opened the dyeing workshop - Wu Yongfu's family is the one who opened the dyeing workshop.

It's so energetic, it's just shining, like a heavenly soldier.

Shi Yi knew that Wu Yongfu would see that he would do the same.

The Guards Regiment is really completely different.

"It's a dressing mirror, belong to a class, receive!" Qin Mu considered that with military uniforms, there were requirements for military appearance, so he brought back a batch of mirrors, one for each class, and one for the regiment headquarters.

didn't want to be seen by Jiang Yuenu, so she coquettishly begged for a pair to be placed in her and Ren Xiaoxiao's boudoir, so she couldn't favor one over the other, and the Jia sisters also shared a pair.

Fortunately, Qin Mu brought a lot of troops - the troops always had to be expanded, which did not affect the normal use of the Guards Regiment.

Dressing mirror! Artifact! But nowadays, almost no one cares about the magic of the mirror, and all cares about how they look in a military uniform.

A squad of fighters instantly surrounded him.

"One shift, line up!" Wu Yongfu shouted. What does this look like? Do you buy groceries at the wet market? Is this still a military man? Isn't this just the common people? Are you worthy of your military uniform? Line up for Lao Tzu!

A group of people reflexively lined up in an instant.

"All of them, each of them looks in the mirror for a minute, I'll come first!"

Finally it was Qiu Chen's turn.

The mirror is not only one person, when he was queuing, he saw his handsome appearance from the mirror, but it was in the queue, and now standing alone in front of the mirror, the feeling is completely different.

The warrior in the mirror, is it himself? He didn't even dare to admit it!

This military hat, this military uniform, this boots, oops, I'm not alive anymore.

From now on, he was reluctant to take it off, and without this military uniform, Qiu Chen couldn't live.

The morale boost of a straight and powerful military uniform is simply revolutionary.

When Qin Mu walked into the barracks again and took the stage to inspect, he felt an unprecedented momentum.

It's still those people, but it's not the same people anymore. They were reborn.

Take off the people's clothes and change into a crisp military uniform. The iron blue in front of him was not angry and arrogant, awe-inspiring and inviolable, and the fighting spirit and murderous aura filled the barracks, almost rushing into the sky.

From this moment on, they are real warriors! They are completely different from the people, and they do not blend into this time and space.

The Guards Regiment is Qin Mu's Guards Regiment and is a real soldier. From now on, the sword mountain and the sea of fire will be indomitable!

The Jia sisters excitedly recorded this moment.

Cousin, you are so handsome!

Emperor Zhao Ji is also very handsome, he is a handsome guy, otherwise he would not have given birth to a girl like a flower.

Now Zhao Handsome is indulging in the taste of cigarettes.

Marlboro, that's great. It's simply the best thing in the world.

This kind of enjoyment, Zhao Ji has never had.

Summoning Ren is a private matter, so he is in the Baohe Palace, and there are a few close ministers around him.

Zhao Ji is very curious, what kind of landlord is Ren Ruoxu? How can you get the favor of Chinese businessmen.

He looks like an ordinary person, without multiple horns and mouths, so why is he favored by Chinese businessmen? Was it just luck?

Zhao Ji asked everything about the Chinese businessmen in detail, and Ren Ruo knew everything and said everything, anyway, he was prepared for it, and he would definitely not say the truth.

It was the life of his whole family, young and old, and he would not tell the truth if he was killed.

Zhao Ji didn't ask anything new, so he was a little disappointed.

When the staff offered gifts, Zhao Ji was still a little angry at first.

Why, I am the Son of Heaven, the master of the world, the gods descend to earth, you will give me a cardboard box to play?

This is too contemptuous of the imperial court. If Ren Ruoxu hadn't been invited by himself, he would have been angry and thrown into prison.

But after Ren Ruoxu demonstrated how to smoke, Zhao Ji became interested.

The Great Song Dynasty didn't have this thing.

So far, nothing is eaten to vomit. Even the grapes were eaten and the flesh was spit out, not all of them.

Obviously, this cigarette is different, mainly spitting.

But what's the fun of spitting smoke?

He curiously clicked on one, and then sucked it in as Ren Wai said.

This time, Zhao Ji only felt dizzy for a moment, and then, cool!.

It feels like never before

It's not like sleeping with a woman, it's not like sleeping with a man, it's not like eating good food.

A new, unprecedented, indescribable pleasure that permeates every part of the body at once.

It's so comfortable.

Zhao Ji seems to be also a smoker.

Marlboro cigarettes, good stuff!

He didn't have time to ask where he got it, he just quietly enjoyed the pleasure of smoking.

Soft China, it is also a good cigarette in the future generations, can it be not smoked?

After enjoying it, Zhao Ji felt the afterglow for a while, and then looked at Ren Wai longingly: "If you are empty, Marlboro cigarettes, how many do you have?" ”

That's the key to that.

Such a good enjoyment, if you were to have this box, I would have to kill you! Tease me? It's gone after smoking? Dare!

"The official family," Ren Ruoxu hurriedly replied: "This Marlboro cigarette, a box of twenty, ten boxes is one, and Xiaomin brought twenty to the official family." ”

Zhao Ji immediately came up with a number.

That's a total of 4,000 cigarettes.

Such a good enjoyment, he has one an hour, and in addition to sleeping for eight hours a day, there are sixteen hours - after having a watch, he is also used to using hours.

That's sixteen cigarettes a day. If you give it to others, it's almost a pack of cigarettes a day.

Ten boxes of one, twenty boxes is two hundred boxes, almost enough for half a year.

Although it seems to be more than half a year, Zhao Ji is the emperor, and he always wants to reward people, so how can he really swallow it alone.

Isn't 200 boxes a lot?

"This Marlboro cigarette was traded to you by a Chinese businessman?"

"Official, this is not. Just like matches, Chinese merchants taught me the production techniques, and I made the cigarettes myself, but only these twenty were produced. ”

"Why? Why don't you produce more? "Huizong is in a hurry, such a good thing, why don't you make it yourself? Are you stupid?

"The official family, the small people also want to produce more, but the small people's house is too small to accommodate many materials."

"You're saying you're short of land? If you have land, you can produce more? ”

"But that's it."

"Wang Xiang, who is the magistrate of Hancheng?" Zhao Ji immediately asked Wang Hao: "Don't care who he is, give an order, let him give Ren Ruo land." ”

"If you are empty," Zhao Ji continued to say to Ren Yuanwai: "Where do you want the land, just tell the magistrate of Hancheng." Again, how is this cigarette made? ”

Zhao Ji was curious. How did this good thing come out. Why wasn't there before?

"This cigarette is made with a special paper rolled with processed tobacco, which can be so ecstatic."

"Do you know all these skills?"

"Official, in fact, Xiaomin only has a general understanding, and I am also old, and my brain is not so bright. The Chinese merchants passed on the technology to the descendants of the small people. ”

"Oh? Which is it? ”

"It's the child of Xiaomin's distant cousin. After the death of his cousin and brother-in-law, he took refuge in Xiaomin. ”

"Where are the people now?"

"In Wujiazhuang, Hancheng County."

"Why isn't it at your house?"

"Is this," the previous words were all discussed between him and Qin Mu, otherwise Zhao Ji asked him about the production process, and he couldn't talk about it, so he pushed it to Qin Mu, but the back is a bit outrageous, where do you care where my nephew lives? Even the emperor didn't need to gossip like this, but when the official asked, he couldn't help but answer: "Because Xiaomin's ** is in Wujiazhuang." ”

And so it was implicit. Zhao Ji is a smart person, and he immediately understood.

It turns out that people are cousins, and they want to be close to each other.

"What's your junior's name?" Zhao Ji is ready to give them some benefits, and the land is given to the staff, but the technology is still in the hands of his juniors, and he should also be rewarded.

"Qin Mu, word merit."

"Have you ever held a system?" It is to ask your child if he has participated in the imperial examination. Zhao Ji was ready to reward Qin Mu with an official.

"Not yet."

I haven't taken the test, it's not easy to do.

Although Zhao Ji is the emperor, he can't give the official position to others casually - the court has its own system, and Bai Ding can't be an official.

Giving nothing seems too stingy. Especially if you have such good cigarettes, and you will rely on him to continue making cigarettes in the future. Gotta give some.

"Wang Xiang, the place in Wujiazhuang will be rewarded to Qin Mu to make a garden."

Wang Hao nodded hurriedly.

The emperor is what he says.

Song Huizong asked which two of Qin Mu's words were, and wrote down six big characters with a pen: Wujiazhuang Gongye Garden.

This place, rewarded to you, is called Wujiazhuang Gongye Garden.