Undercurrents?

The Tang Dynasty, which is strong on the surface, will have an undercurrent, Zhang Wei doesn't understand, people say that the Tang Dynasty is a rare peaceful and prosperous era in the history of our country.

The prosperity can still have an undercurrent, why does it sound so much like a hero in troubled times?

But thinking about it in a blink of an eye, any dynasty, any period, except for the peaceful and prosperous era, has an unknown side, and perhaps this Tang society also has an unknown side.

Since you have come to Datang, be careful in the future, open a few more eyes, so as not to be hurt by the undercurrent without knowing it.

The days are boring, the years are ruthless, and after a few months, Zhang Wei couldn't be more familiar with Datang's military career.

The enthusiasm has faded, the passion is almost gone, and all that remains is to think about how to pass the boring time every day.

The army that Zhang Wei was waiting for was Zuo Xiaowei, one of the sixteen guards of the Tang Dynasty, and his main duty was to protect the safety of the imperial city.

Since it is a team to defend the imperial city, the most important thing every day is to circle around the imperial city, and arrest all kinds of people who climb over the wall, steal, pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and fight and coax.

But the Tang Dynasty is a prosperous era, as for whether there is an undercurrent, Zhang Wei has not seen it. On the surface, Datang is definitely long-lived, harmonious and stable, and after coming to the barracks for so long, Zhang Wei has never even met a villain.

The reason for this result, in addition to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, there is a more important reason that Zhang Wei himself is a personal soldier of General Zuo Xiaowei, and in addition to following the general out to inspect every day, he generally stands guard for the general himself.

How many things can a sentry do? Except for looking at the sky and people, there is nothing left.

The days of boredom are day after day, and in a flash, it is autumn.

On this day, Wang Fengdong, the general of Zuo Xiaowei, said to Zhang Wei: "Autumn is coming, the beasts in the mountains are all fat, you prepare a few people to go out hunting with the general." ”

Hunt? A good thing. has been in the army for so long, Zhang Wei has barely walked out of the barracks, and he has long been depressed.

Hunting has always been one of the wild sports that ancient people liked, through hunting can not only exercise the body but also enhance the feelings between individuals, which is also an important way to cultivate sentiment and get close to nature.

Hearing the general's words, Zhang Wei was so happy that he immediately organized a few people close to him, plus Wang Fengdong and Zhang Wei, a total of ten people. War horses are ready-made, bows and arrows and weapons are also ready-made, after the people are assembled, the group will go to the Qinling Mountains in a mighty way.

From morning to afternoon, a whole day, the harvest is very fruitful, a total of impala, more than 10 golden pheasants, as well as hares and a lot of game.

"Zhang Wei, I didn't expect you to perform extraordinary for the first time you came out to hunt!" On the way, General Wang Fengdong said to Zhang Wei.

"It's not that you have good leadership, general, so that I can have such an achievement." Zhang Wei said to Wang Fengdong complimentingly.

Wang Fengdong shook his head and said: "I can't say that, you are still talented and brave and good at fighting, and I just want to provide you with a chance." On the way, the two of them said that they had no match.

Hunting was also a very laborious task, and at the end of the day, everyone was half tired and half dead, and their throats were smoky even more thirsty. Normally, there should be a stream all over the mountain, but there is not even a small stream to be found along the way.

Wang Fengdong, who had been hunting all day, was tired and thirsty, "Oh, I'm dying of thirst, I should have brought more water when I came out like this." ”

Zhang Wei immediately said to the soldiers beside him: "Immediately ride over to see if there is a house or a stream in front of you." ”

"No--" the soldier agreed, and rode forward to find a house or a stream.

After not going far, the soldiers who had gone to look for them returned, "General, there is a courtyard not far ahead, we can go and rest." ”

There's a yard in front?

Hearing such news, Wang Fengdong, Zhang Wei and others were very happy, and immediately led people to rush forward.

Sure enough, before he had gone far, Zhang Wei saw a large courtyard standing in the Qinling Mountains. It covers an area of several acres of land, and the fence is tied with a fence, perhaps to prevent the entry of the gangsters, and thorns are planted near the fence, and it is autumn, and small flowers can occasionally be seen on the thorns.

At this time, it was already dusk, and this large courtyard looked ** and solemn in the sunset.

What a beautiful courtyard!

It must be an excellent Qinling villa today, not to mention the mountains and rivers, and the construction is also very chic, such a large place is placed around Xi'an at the moment, I don't know how much it will sell?

Zhang Wei thought to himself, the people who can live in such a villa must be either rich or noble.

While speaking, Wang Fengdong and others had already come to the courtyard, and there were four big characters written on the lintel "Duling Academy".

College?

This courtyard is actually called a academy, and the owner should be a person who reads poetry and books, or at least a cultural person.

Zhang Wei knew that the Tang Dynasty was an era of intellectual and cultural explosion in China, and there were many famous literati living around the capital Chang'an. I wonder if the great writer living in this house in front of me will be the one who lives?

Seeing someone coming, a young man stepped forward and said, "A few military masters have arrived, I don't know what is important?" ”

With curiosity about the owner of the house, Zhang Weizong immediately stepped forward and said: "I am the sixteenth guard, I went up to the mountain to hunt for a day, I was hungry and thirsty, I want to excuse water in your place, and I also ask the little brother to give it a convenience." ”

Before Zhang Wei could finish speaking, Wang Fengdong stepped forward and said to him: "Long-winded, where is there so much nonsense." ”

Then Wang Fengdong said sharply to the other door: "I am Wang Fengdong, the general of Zuo Xiaowei, I am thirsty, go and prepare for ---."

When he said this, Wang Fengdong was arrogant, and he was even more confident, and he spoke to the other party in a commanding tone.

Hearing Wang Fengdong's order, the doorman replied: "Wait a few masters, and the little ones will tell my master." ”

"Tell me what, why don't you hurry up and let us go in and sit down and rest." As soon as he heard that the doorman was going to report, Wang Fengdong said unhappily.

Seeing this posture, the doorman was probably frightened, what else could he say at this time and quickly invited these people to the courtyard, "A few masters sit down first, and the little ones will go and prepare." ”

Walking into the courtyard, Zhang Wei looked around at the "villa" in the mountain, and saw that in the middle of the courtyard was a small pond, surrounded by willows and flowers, and the flowers were blooming very brilliantly in the sun. Directly south was a larger hall, a much larger house, with a row of low rooms on the left and a pavilion made of wood on the right.

It's a quiet house, and it's definitely a good villa around the mountain today, and it's worth a lot of money.

At this time, the three people sitting under the pavilion raised their heads and looked at Wang Fengdong and the others who came in in surprise.

Zhang Wei saw that the man who stood up in the middle was not tall, only about 1.65 meters, looking anxious, chubby, and black. As for the specific age, probably because of the ugly appearance and too dark color, Zhang Wei couldn't estimate it for a while.

Sitting on his right was a woman, who had her back to herself and could not see her clearly; On the left is a dark, thin and tall middle-aged man, who is looking at Zhang Wei and the others in surprise at this time.

"Master, these people are the military masters of the Sixteen Guards, and the small ones can't stop them." Seeing this, the doorman trembled and said to the short, dark middle-aged man in the middle.

Sixteen Guards? That's the royal army, what are they here for?

Hearing the news, the three people under the pavilion couldn't help but stand up and walk towards Wang Fengdong and the others.