[It's more tiring than going to work for the New Year, and it's even broken, it's really shameless to see everyone. Fortunately, I will be back to work from tomorrow onwards, and the update will be back to normal. 】

In the depths of Hengshan in summer, there are green mountains, flowing water, birds and beasts. The forests and trees, the babbling mountain streams, the singing of birds, and the cool breeze that is different from the mountains.

If it is the mainland, such as Gyeonggi or Jiangnan, such beautiful mountains are indispensable to the traces left by literati and artists. Or inscriptions and poems, or pavilions built in beautiful places, and perhaps a few villas used to escape the summer.

But in the blood-soaked Songxia border, normal people would not regard this land where war may break out at any time as a place to escape the heat. Even today, when it suddenly became noisy, it was not to escape the heat here, but to hunt hundreds of athletes across horses and bows. However, in the past few decades, the target of any large-scale safari has always been two-legged upright prey, and few have targeted birds and beasts in the mountains and forests.

On this day, there were many participants in the hunting, including Han soldiers in red robes and brocade clothes, and Tibetan people with braided hair with gold rings, but they were all just onlookers, and there was only one one who opened the bow.

A short and strong, full of beard, a pair of wrists holding a bow like iron, briskly pulling the longbow with a bow force of more than 100 catties, and several flew out between breaths, but it was effortless.

The long arrows of the detached string were like a chain of beads in the void, aiming at the same target and flying forward. The jaw-dropping archery technique only landed where the arrow landed was a gray hare that had the misfortune to jump out of the hole.

The prey, which can run nimbly between the mountains, did not have time to react when the arrow fell, and was killed by one arrow, but the next arrow still penetrated the gray fur.

The sound of the bowstring is continuous, and each arrow can fly the gray rabbit far away, but the next arrow can always accurately hit the target that flies out.

It's not a hunt at all, it's just that the archers are simply venting their excess energy. During the two days of the safari, almost every beast that unfortunately ran into the cluster of arrows would be shot into a puddle of minced meat under the dense rain of arrows.

The people who surrounded him from near and far kept their mouths shut, watching the archers perform their unrivaled archery skills. The man who opened the bow and shot the arrow didn't care, humming the vulgar ballad that circulated in the army, and shot an arrow with an arrow, without the intention of letting his companions participate in the hunting activity at all.

Mu Anming looked at the poor rabbit, and then at the archer who was a head shorter than himself, and his heart was full of fear.

The newly appointed governor of Huanqinglu took only two months after taking office, and he subdued all the Hengshan tribes at the northern end of Gyeongju, and even simply destroyed two tribes that were said to be in violation of Gyeongju's orders, and secretly communicated with the party members in Shanbei, intending to be a qualified wall-head grass.

God knows how the royal capital eunuch of Lu Dao knows that the two tribes of Lu Dao have bad intentions, and Mu Anming doesn't know how the royal capital eunuch of Lu Dao sees it.

Speaking of which, in the past few decades, the Hengshan Fan Department has fought with the party members into the territory of the Han people. Now that the Han people are powerful, the families at the foot of Hengshan have no choice but to take refuge in the past, but there are not many families who really make dogs for them - grabbing money, grabbing food and robbing women, as long as they follow the party to run an errand and take a little risk, they can enjoy it to their heart's content, and the good life of the past can not be lived with the Han people - when it comes to ill-intentionedness, which one can be an exception? Maybe it's which one is caught.

But no matter how these two families were selected from the dozens of tribes, the current result is obvious, and now the royal capital eunuch in Dingbian City only needs to come out and take a turn, and all the clans along the way have to come out and wait carefully. Fortunately, although Wang Dujian is short-tempered, he is not a greedy and harsh person, he is honest and obedient and taught, and occasionally makes a scene in hunting activities, so he does not have to worry about the safety of his own life, nor does he have to worry about being exploited.

Mu An knew that Lu Dao, the royal eunuch in front of him was a very hard character in the background - not only him, but most of the Fan tribes of Huanqing and Yan Yan knew about Lu Dao - his experience can already be said to be a legend. Originally, he was just the son of the old captain's own soldiers, and he was the companion of the third generation of the current breeder. Later, he made an accident and fled to Longxi, but he was lucky, not only followed the relationship with Wang Xianggong, who pioneered Hehuang, but it is also said that he was also a brother to Xiao Han Xianggong, who would definitely be the prime minister in the future.

More than two years ago, he returned to his hometown from Xihe Road, and even the old owner had to be courted with good words. I heard that the Hun family just died last year, and only a few days later, the farmer married his daughter to him. Now that he is only thirty years old, he is already a prisoner all the way, and he will definitely be one of the coaches in Kansai in the future, as long as the flattery is good, sooner or later he will be able to gain some benefits.

Mu Anming looked left and right, there were a lot of tribal children who thought like him, if he could follow behind to get an official body, and there was a coveted Yulu, who would think of leading hundreds or thousands of people in the poor mountains and remote areas, and being with sheep dung day and night.

A long arrow shot into the air, and the longbow in his palm that shot hundreds of arrows in front and back was almost to the limit when he heard the sound of pulling it out, and Wang Sunsin also let go of his hand and threw the longbow to the soldiers around him.

As soon as the arrows stopped, the cheers rang out like an explosion. The sound of cheering frightened away all the wild beasts in the nearby mountains and forests, and it is no wonder that only one or two unlucky rabbits or pheasants fell victim to Wang Sunsin's bow.

Without reincarnation, he has become a hedgehog rabbit, of course, no one cares, only the royal eunuch who shoots arrows with a bow and sweats on his head is the object of everyone's flattery. A group of people rushed up, serving tea, handing water, fanning, and handing hand towels that had just been soaked in the cool stream.

Wiping the sweat from his head with a hand towel, Wang Sunsin looked up at the mountain peaks in front of him in the north, Wang Sunsin is now in Gyeongju, has been a year of being a supervisor of the Huanqing Road, and is used to the current life in Dingbian City, which has just been completed.

Dingbian City is already in the depths of the southern foot of Hengshan, and it is not far to the north is the border.

Since the end of the Battle of Hengshan two years ago, the border between the Song and Xia countries has been officially set on the ridge of Hengshan. Western Xia was completely lost in the land of thousands of miles at the southern foot of Hengshan. The two countries did not sign any treaties, but after repeated defeats, the party members did not dare to cross the line again.

Now the southern foot belongs to the Song Dynasty, and the northern foot is ...... The Great Song Dynasty still wants, but it has not been attacked for the time being - the opposite of the mountain in Dingbian City is the land of Yinxia, which is the lifeblood of Western Xia second only to Xingling, if the Song army wants to occupy it, then it will have to face the national battle of the party people, and the Son of Heaven and the court in Tokyo City have not yet made up their minds.

But Wang Sunsin was already impatient. As long as the eyes are not blind, anyone can see the current predicament of the party members. Not to mention the internal affairs of Xingqing Mansion, there is also the mother-son dispute between the Liang family and Bingchang, and there may be a big fight at any time.

Sitting in the shade of a tree like an umbrella, Wang Sunchen waved the wine glass in his hand, and the soldiers accompanying him hurriedly filled it for him. Several large and small chieftains of the Tibetan tribe on the opposite side honestly stood in two rows in front of him.

It's not that no one has advised Wang Sunchen to be more lenient with the Hengshan tribe, but Wang Sunchen feels that these people are like dogs, and if they don't kick their feet, they don't know who to wag their tails to.

After drinking two sips of chilled rice wine, Wang Sunchen was about to speak, but a junior colonel hurriedly came and whispered in his ear: "Metropolitan Eunuch, the nineteenth official of the farming family has arrived in the city, saying that he has something to see the metropolitan eunuch." ”

"Brother Nineteen has arrived?" In Huanqing Road, who was in charge of the Jiyi script, he suddenly came to Dingbian City without any notice, and Wang Sunchen stood up with a smile, "It must be a good thing!" ”

Hearing that Chong Jianzhong had arrived in Dingbian City, Wang Sunchen was about to get on his horse and return to the city immediately, but when he turned around and saw a group of Hengshan Fan chiefs, his footsteps stopped, "These days you have done a good job, and the general has nothing to say, the Mu family has done a particularly good job, and the news is timely and accurate, and this credit has already been reported, and Qingzhou will reply soon." Seeing the smugness on the faces of several leaders of the Mu family, he raised again, "Wang'er and others will also be diligent and conscientious in the future, and it will save you from making trouble." With another wave of his hand, "It's all gone." ”

Wang Sunchen didn't bother with the Hengshan Fan Department again, and after getting up, he took his accompanying soldiers on horseback and returned. Only a group of Tibetan chieftains were left with a relieved face.

It only took more than an hour for Wang Sunchen to rush back to Dingbian City, forty miles away. Chong Jianzhong was in his old nest, drinking the cold soup to relieve the heat.

"Brother Nineteen, don't say a word before you come, and let the younger brother be prepared." Wang Sunsin strode through the door, wiping the sweat from his forehead and neck with a handkerchief.

"Do you remember what Fifth Uncle said last time?"

"Of course!" As soon as Wang Sunsin sat down, he jumped up, "Is it done?!" ”

"Just please leave Gyeongju Zhiju." Chong Jianzhong said sensational news and didn't mind being heard at all.

Wang Sunchen's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it, but in a blink of an eye, his hands were folded, "Amitabha, finally gone." ”

"Yes," Chong Jianzhong nodded, looking very relieved, "It's finally gone." ”

Wang Sunchen is now the son-in-law of the farming family, and many things of the farming family do not avoid him. And Wang Sunchen is also belligerent, although it has only been less than two years since the last attack on Hengshan, he always feels that it has been boring for a long time.

If a military general has no military merits, the official rank will be changed every seven years. The forty-rank envoys and deputy envoys - forty-two ranks to be exact - to put it to the extreme, do not rely on military merits, simply boil qualifications, and want to climb from the lowest level of deputy envoys to the highest level of imperial city envoys, it takes two hundred and eighty-seven years, which has to be nearly three hundred years without anyone catching a single mistake, otherwise a mistake can be lowered a few levels, of course, it is a joke.

Only with military merit can there be a chance to jump up in the third, fifth, and seventh orders, so that people can look at the road of horizontal classes, and finally be promoted to the dozen or so positions in the three ya.

At present, the official army is getting stronger and stronger, and the western army is even more elite. In Jiaozhi, less than 10,000 people can sweep away a country. And the Western Army has 200,000 soldiers, to say the least. With such an army, who would be able to endure the fat piece in the north?

To go to war and regain the lost land to the north is the common wish of the planters and even the Western Army.