One day in early March, the governor Yamen released a shocking news, the emperor wants to recruit 10,000 sons of heaven in Wuzhou, all good people can be recruited, as long as the training is qualified, after one month, those who have not been eliminated are officially registered in the military and become the personal guards of the Son of Heaven, the auxiliary pawn is two taels per month, the foot pawn is three taels per month, the cavalry is four taels per month, the gunner is five taels per month, and the righteous people in Wuzhou are preferred!

This news soon spread throughout Guangxi, the Son of Heaven recruited the people of the good family as the guards of the pro-army, it is still a rare thing, you must know that most of the forbidden army of the Son of Heaven is served by the sons of meritorious heroes, that is, the big head soldiers are also father and son, generation after generation, ordinary people can not enter even if they want to, I didn't expect that now the imperial court actually opened the number of soldiers of the Son of Heaven to the people, and the treatment is so high, even an auxiliary soldier has a monthly salary of two taels of silver, which is equivalent to twice the monthly salary of other battalion head soldiers, if it is actually issued, it will be more, This surprised them greatly, and they were quite surprised, the treatment of the emperor's pro-army is different, the people of Wuzhou have rushed to the governor's yamen, and the emperor's list of the emperor's guards is posted in front of the governor's yamen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The crowd was huddled together, vying to watch, and a young man who looked like a scribe was late, so he could only stand at the edge of the crowd, stretch out his head to look forward, but was hit by someone, and fell unsteadily.

He looked up, and saw that it was a young man in sackcloth who had struck him, and after knocking him down, he smiled contemptuously at himself, and he was furious, and jumped up and tore the young man to the ground, and the young man in sackcloth was furious, and jumped up and scolded, and wanted to go up and pull, but seeing that the scribe was burly, he knew that he could not benefit from fighting with him, so he said angrily: "You wait." ”

When the scribe saw the young man in sackcloth leave, he did not care, and continued to look there.

When he just saw half of the content on the emperor's list, he suddenly felt that his back clothes were tight, and he was dragged back a step, and after he stood up, he observed, and saw that the Mai boy brought two people of similar age, and the Mai boy opened his mouth and scolded: "The guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, dare to be on the ground in Wuzhou, and the Son of Heaven is scattering wild, looking for a fight?" ”

The three men gathered around and tried to punch and kick the young scribe.

The young scribe saw the three men gathered around, and thought that he would not be able to get any advantage if he hugged them, so he slowly retreated, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a half-cut of wooden stick on the ground on his right, and bent down to pick it up.

When the three Mai boys saw him pick up half of the wooden stick, they had no cowardice in their hearts, thinking that his palms would not be able to reach six punches after all, so they continued to approach forward.

Behind the young scribe were people, and there was no way back. He turned his heart sideways, jumped up with both feet, and swung a wooden stick to hit the young man in sackcloth, only to see a stick shadow swaying, and in the scream, the young man in sackcloth had fallen to the ground.

Before the other two were stunned, the scribe had already stopped his steps, swung his stick and struck left and right, and heard the screams repeatedly, and the two could not stand the beating, and rolled on the ground with the sackclothed boy and screamed.

The citizens of Wuzhou, who had been looking at the emperor's list all around, had turned around to watch them fight, and when they saw that the scholar was one against three, and his posture was vigorous, and his skills were extraordinary, they let out a cheer.

The applause alarmed the officials who maintained order, and they saw several people fighting here, and without saying a word, stepped forward and took the four away from the scene.

The three Mai boys thought that they were beaten very painfully, screaming again and again, and the clothes on their bodies were covered with dust, and they looked extremely embarrassed.

Several of them were brought into the governor's yamen by the officials, and the governor's yamen decided to handle the case, but the bureaucrats did not dare to be self-conscious, so they went to the main hall and reported the incident to the governor Cao Ye, and asked for instructions on how to deal with it.

Cao Ye heard the words and said: "Fighting, trivial matters, admonish them, and let them go." ”

"Yes." When he heard this, he was about to return to the front office.

"Wait." Wu Jihe, the leader of the pro-army standing next to Cao Ye, waved his hand to stop him.

Cao Ye turned his head and said suspiciously: "Lord Wu, is there anything wrong?" ”

Wu Jisi said with a smile: "Lord Cao, you also know that this official is responsible for recruiting recruits from the Son of Heaven's army, and the Holy Lord specially instructed this official to vigorously tap potential talents, and this official is very curious about the young scholar that Lord Wang just mentioned, so he wants to check the situation. ”

"I see, respectfully, you can take Lord Wu to take a look."

"Yes." After speaking, he led Wu Jihei to the front office.

As soon as Wu Jisi entered the front office, he saw the young scribe, but saw that this person was long, with an angular face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a handsome appearance. However, his skin is dark and dark, and he is wearing a shabby Confucian shirt, which looks non-literary and non-martial, which is quite eye-catching.

"You're the one who just got the fight?"

"It's the students."

"Huh? You're still a scholar, but you're famous?"

"The craftsmanship (i.e., the eight-strand text) is not refined and has not yet been obtained."

"Well, who's the last name, who's the first name? Where? ”

"The surname is Lu, the name is Shiren, the name is Chaozong, and he is a native of Yixing County, Changzhou Prefecture." The young scholar replied humbly.

"Nanzhili Changzhou Mansion? It's been more than two years since it fell, right? Wu Jisi was surprised.

"Exactly." Lu Shiren replied gloomily.

Wu Jisi said with emotion: "Yixing County, the capital of Changzhou in Nanzhili, is a good place!" Loyalty and righteousness are numerous, there was a Lu Zhonglie Gong (Lu Xiangsheng), the Tianxiong Army under his command is one of the few strong troops in our Ming Dynasty that dares to fight with the Tartars and does not fall behind, if it is not calculated by the villain in the end, why is it surrounded by the Tartars and the whole army is annihilated?

If the Tianxiong Army is still there, and Lu Zhongliegong is still there, how can Li Chuang's thieves fight under the city of Beijing to destroy the northern capital and force the emperor to hang himself and martyr? Alas! It's really embarrassing to think about it now. Wu Jisi sighed, and then said: "Lu Zhonglie's surname is Lu, you are also surnamed Lu, and you are both from Yixing County, Changzhou Prefecture, do you have a relationship with each other?" ”

"Lu Zhonglie is just the uncle of the student." Lu Shiren replied very simply this time, and there was a look of pride that could not be concealed in his expression.

"Sure enough, it's the queen of Zhongliang!" Wu Jisi nodded, and changed his words: "You just gathered a crowd to fight because of some trivial matters, but fortunately, it didn't cause a big disaster, and now you have been found not guilty by Lord Cao."

Now that the Holy Lord wants to recruit the Son of Heaven's pro-army and kill the Tartars to regain the lost land, since you like to fight, why don't you sign up to participate? ”

After thinking for a while, Lu Shiren hugged his fists and said: "My father often tells the deeds of my uncle, and it is often said that a good man can't share his worries for the king in the court, so he has to serve the country in the field. ”

Wu Jiji nodded with satisfaction, and turned to the other three: "What about you?" ”

The three of them lowered their heads and discussed for a while, and they all said in unison: "The little ones are also willing to apply." ”

"Okay, you can go to the registration office in the front yard of the government office to sign up now." Wu Jisi chuckled.

The four of them should be in a voice.

Out of the front office, the Mai boy said viciously to Lu Shiren: "This loss to you is just an accident, I will not give up, I will definitely find the field in the future, you remember, my name is Wei Yan!" ”

Lu Shiren laughed and teased: "It turns out to be General Wei Yanwei, the general of Shu who was born to rebel!" Disrespectful, disrespectful. ”

"You, you ......" The young man in Mai named Wei Yan was so choked that he couldn't speak for a long time, his face was red, and finally he said angrily: "Don't be complacent, let's ride a donkey and read the record book - we'll see!" ”

"I'm happy to accompany you." After Lu Shiren finished speaking, he laughed again.

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