In the fourth year of Zhongping, in the summer of April. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It has been three years since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, which affected most of the empire, and although there are still thieves and beacons in various places, it is already a rare peaceful time for the Han Empire, the old empire that has enjoyed the country for nearly two hundred years.

Like many terminally ill older people, there is always some reflex before the end of life. Since the beginning of spring, the hinterland of the Central Plains, which has quelled the flames of war, has encountered a good year of wind and rain, and there are gradually many busy figures in the fields that have been barren for a long time.

Without the palpitating natural and man-made disasters, the life of the common people seemed to be better, watching the golden wheat growing well, thinking that it would not be long before they could put the golden wheat into their own sacks, and the faces of the farmers and field slaves who worked hard all day were gradually filled with long-lost joy. Although every year it is indispensable to face the government's excesses and miscellaneous taxes, and the ingenuity of local tyrants, this kind of barely able to live is no less than a heavenly existence for the border counties that are still suffering from war.

With the decline of the national strength of the Han Empire, the Western Regions of Bandingyuan's "Peerless Light Cavalry Urging War Clouds" in the past have long been abandoned, and the counties of Wuwei, Jincheng and Jiuquan in Liangzhou have become important defense lines in the west of the empire. Unfortunately, as the situation in the border areas became more and more severe, the Xianbei, Wuhuan, Xiongnu, and Qiang tribes that had bowed down to the Han Empire also began to rebel continuously.

Yunwu City, Liangzhou, the county seat of Jincheng County.

In the past, the Han family city, which was known as impregnable, has changed owners. This fortified city in the northwest since the Qiang Rebellion in the first year of Zhongping, the head of the city changed the banner of the king, changed hands many times between the Han army, the Qiang people, and the rebels, and finally fell into the hands of the Han family in Jincheng.

Just as the sun was setting in the west, Zheng Bojin in the north outside the city, a group of chariots and horses had just crossed the Huangshui. After reloading the unloaded goods on the pier pier, the entire convoy began to head north.

Yan Xing, who had already won the crown last year, was carrying a bow and straddled the horse at this moment, without a crown on his head, but wrapped in a green curtain, wearing a hakama and pleats that were easy to ride and shoot, and rode his horse to follow the back of the convoy. He is already burly, and he is also a good horse under the seat, although he is in the midst of everyone, he faintly shows a unique spirit.

At this moment, he was quietly watching the crowd of people and horses on the horse, and the thoughts in his heart began to surge.

It has been several years since he was reborn in the late Han Dynasty, and Yan Xing has already passed the excitement of the early Han Dynasty, on the contrary, the war in Liangzhou in recent years has put him under great pressure. The forces of Qianghu, rebels, officers and soldiers, and local heroes are intricately intertwined, and the three forces of Wei, Shu and Wu, which are well known to later generations, have not even fully grown up, and the so-called prophets have no way to play in this kind of chaos.

Yan Xing still remembers that when the military was in an emergency in the first year of Zhongping, when the city was broken, Yan Xing, like others, was also frightened three times a day, and he couldn't stop worrying.

Fortunately, the Yan family is still a strong party in Yunwu, although they also lost some floating wealth in the war, but at least they can rely on Wubao to gather people to protect themselves, and they have not ended up in a situation where their homes were destroyed and displaced like those ordinary Qianshou.

It's a pity that people have no long-term worries, and they have just avoided the invasion of foreign enemies, but the signs of fighting inside their own dock fort have become a prairie fire.

It turned out that Yan Xing's branch was a big house, and his father Yan Shun, as the patriarch, was able to live a good life by clinging to the current Jincheng Han family in line with the principle of "only strong is dependent". However, his third uncle Yan Li is obviously not a peaceful person, and he is not willing to succumb to his father, in order to improve his right to speak in the clan, not long ago, he also picked up a few principals in the clan to take the opportunity of the spring festival in the clan to make a fuss in front of the clan. Although the matter was settled in the end, my father was forced to go out under pressure and was given a lot of power.

For example, this time the Yan family secretly traded with the Qiang people, and in that trouble, the father was forced to agree to be led by the third uncle because he couldn't suppress the third uncle.

Originally, according to Yan Xing's thoughts, it was naturally good to be able to make more friends with one more party in the troubled times, but considering the temperament of his third uncle, it was necessary to prevent unscrupulous people from luring wolves into the house, so when he was leaving, he also took the initiative to ask Ying to lead the team to help escort the convoy.

For Yan Xing, the nephew who came to spy on him, the third uncle Yan Li naturally did not welcome him, and he did not give Yan Xing a good look with his uncle on the shelf along the way, so he walked in front of the convoy with his cronies, and hung Yan Xing and the fifty horsemen who came with him behind.

Fortunately, Yan Xing had expected all this, and followed the convoy like no one else and mingled with the people below.

A crisp sound of horses' hooves in the distance pulled Yan Xing, who was bowing his head and contemplation, back from his thoughts, and before he could look up to see the person clearly, the rider next to him had already pointed to the knight who was speeding in the distance and said to Yan Xing.

"Shaojun, Ah Ling is back!"

The people who came galloped over, and they didn't slow down their horses, and they had already rushed to Yan Xing and the others three feet away in a few ups and downs. At this time, the people who came shouted, tightened the reins with their hands, and the horses under the seat also raised their front hooves with a heart, and the people neighed, and the people and horses rushed forward a few feet before they came to a steady stop, and then looked at the people on the horses, looking at them with a calm expression, and looking at everyone with a smile.

"Good horsemanship!" The men in Xizhou are most fond of horses and spirits, and even teenagers and women are good at riding, but like the equestrian skills of the combination of people and horses, galloping and stopping, those who have ridden horses know that they are not skilled and bold good riders will never be able to do it.

The man had a thin, angular face, and was hunched on a horse, with his long arms clutching the reins. Who else could it be if it wasn't Ganling?

Ganling's show-off skills caused Yan Xing's memories again, and when he came to the end of the Han Dynasty, because of his foresight, although he could not make changes to the surrounding living environment, he changed his previous personality and began to bend the corporal and treat others with condescension. This Ganling turned out to be a famous light man in Yunwu City, who was famous in the county because of his outstanding riding and shooting, and led a group of light men and evil boys to crisscross the county. When Yan Xing heard of his reputation, he deliberately went to visit and handed him over, first suppressing his arrogance by winning horse races, and then giving him a good horse to tie his heart, and it took a lot of effort to recruit him, and he was called a brother on weekdays, and everything was treated as a guest. And Yan Xing's side at the moment has a lot of light knight boys, and they have all been recruited by him in various ways over the years.

When he came back to his senses and saw that Gan Ling was still playing equestrian skills in front of everyone, Yan Xing scolded with a smile: "Good boy, I told you to go to the front to explore the way, and I didn't come back for a long time, and I didn't say the situation first, and I fell in front of me!" ”

After saying that, he raised his horsewhip and made a gesture to go over to fight, but he raised it high and put it down, and threw the water bladder hanging on the side of the saddle with his backhand.

Gan Ling's eyes on the opposite side were quick, his long arms leaned forward, his five claws firmly grasped the water bladder in his hand like an iron hook, and he was not polite to pull out the wooden plug and pour a few mouthfuls into his mouth, shaking his head and screaming a few times, which made the people around him laugh.

After drinking the water, Gan Ling turned his horse's head and leaned over, walking with Yan Xing. He said to Yan Xing with a smile: "Big brother, there is a pavilion ten miles ahead, maybe it has been a military disaster, and it has been abandoned for some time, we can just rest there for the night tonight, I just caught a few wild meats, and I can satisfy my hunger tonight!" ”

"That third uncle—"

"That's what it means, those people under him have been shouting to find a place to rest!" Gan Ling waved his horsewhip with a slight disdain.

Looking at Gan Ling's sweaty forehead from galloping horses, Yan Xing smiled.

"Well, I also have something I want to tell you!"

The crescent moon was like a hook, and the moonlight sprinkled like a tide on the noisy pavilion, leaving a long oblique shadow.

The pavilion is divided into a vestige and a backyard, and there are many people in the convoy, and there are as many as 50 ox carts and carriages together, and the pavilion naturally cannot accommodate so many people and horses, so the coachman and some of the men stayed outside to set up tents to guard the goods, horses and vehicles. Only Yan Li and Yan Xing lived in the pavilion.

Yan Li's cronies had already occupied the house in the backyard, and in addition to Yan Li's own clean house, the other rooms in the backyard were also allocated to his cronies, obviously, he wanted to show Yan Xing's face. However, Yan Xing didn't seem to have any intention of caring about these things, and when he entered the pavilion, he settled down with Gan Ling and others in a few dilapidated houses in the vestibule.

Outside the pavilion, the coachmen and the chauffeurs set up tents one after another after dark, fed the cattle and horses pulling the carts, and sat in front of the campfire in twos and threes and began to eat. The rations they received were all dry food such as wheat cakes and hu cakes, and only a few people took out some meat sauce or vegetable sauce made by their wives and children to eat with them, which caused the surrounding people to salivate, and some of the people around were familiar with it, and they were already cheeky and began to beg, one of the young coachmen who was still stained with meat sauce on his mouth suddenly blushed, and faced the body of his companion leaning over, anxious to protect his own meat sauce, and shouted vaguely while pushing: "Liu San, you guy, want to eat sauce and find your mother-in-law by yourself!" The others burst into laughter.

Just as everyone was laughing, a stout figure in the pavilion walked out, stood on the steps in front of the pavilion, and shouted in a loud voice.

"The gentleman has played some game, and he pities everyone for their hard work, and now it has been boiled into soup, everyone can come in and share a bowl, and everyone can come in in batches!"

When the crowd heard this, they jumped up with cheers. Ignoring those Xu meat sauces, he rushed to the pavilion first, but under the shock of the two knife-wielding servants in front of the door, they all stopped their steps and rearranged into a queue to enter the pavilion in batches.

It turned out that after Yan Xing saw that the food of the people outside the pavilion was scarce, he thought that it was the turn of spring and summer, and the wind was blowing at night, and the people living outside were inevitably hungry and cold. So he temporarily changed his mind, took out a few wild meats that Gan Ling and others had beaten and stewed them into hot soup, and asked people outside the pavilion to come in and share them together.

Therefore, when those coachmen and servants entered the vestibule of the pavilion and saw Yan Xing with two wheat cakes and a bowl of soup in front of them, they were all grateful, and praised Yan Xing's generosity, generosity and benevolence.

As soon as there are many people in the front yard, it becomes lively and noisy. When Yan Li's cronies saw it, they hurriedly ran back to the backyard to report, causing Yan Li to rush out to inspect. When he saw this scene, his face immediately darkened, and he whispered words such as erection child, hypocrisy, and false righteousness, but he was stingy to distribute the dried meat and honey syrup he brought to everyone, so he had to turn back to the backyard stupidly.

As soon as Yan Xing came out of Yan Li, he caught a glimpse of him with a black face, but he pretended not to see it, and did his own thing. The temperament of his third uncle has also touched seventy-seven eighty-eight over the years, ambitious and mean, and he is by no means a master who does big things, he listened to the instigation of the cronies around him before, and he gave himself a look along the way, and now it is good to make him angry by doing this, so let him go to the backyard and drink with his cronies.

After solving the problem of eating for his subordinates, all that remains is to patrol everything at night.

So after Yan Xing swallowed the last bite of rough wheat cake into his stomach, he patted Gan Ling's shoulder, and the people around him understood, and they got up and walked out of the pavilion one after another.