The moon is in the sky, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

In the blink of an eye, at night, a mud house in the east of Wendeng City was still brightly lit.

In front of the wooden window, Wang Zheng crouched on the table and frowned, drafting tomorrow's compilation method, the more he thought about it, the more he shook his head, and even began to be a little upset.

Red candle roller blinds, beautiful women grinding.

Wang Yu'er is like a quiet white lotus, standing beside Wang Zheng prettyly, and her slender snow-white jade hand is pinching a piece of ink ingot and slowly grinding it on the inkstone.

While grinding, Yu'er's low-hanging hair occasionally raised slightly, glanced at Wang Zheng, and saw that the water on the table was already cold, and silently took away another cup.

Looking up at Yu'er and smiling slightly, Wang Zheng took the water cup and took a sip, feeling that the water temperature was not cold or hot, he knew that this girl was using her heart, and Yu'er's creamy smile also made the irritability that lingered in Wang Zheng's heart gradually dissipate.

"Yu'er, you should rest early, you don't need to stay up all night with me, you can't stand your weak body."

In fact, Wang Zheng was also a little confused about the unclear relationship between Yu'er and Zhang Ping, and in his previous life, Wang Zheng entrusted someone to take care of the relationship after he was discharged from the army, and used the discharge money to open a military store.

The rest is just to work hard, because almost all the women at that time looked "forward", there was no house or car, and naturally no one looked at you.

Cut constantly, sort it out and mess it up, don't have a taste in your heart.

Wang Zheng, who almost has no emotional experience, naturally doesn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.

"Then how can I do it, Brother Zheng worked hard for the villagers of Yijingzhuang, and Yu'er should serve Brother Zheng to sleep."

Yu'er thought that Wang Zheng was going to drive her away, so she blurted out some eagerly, and as soon as she said it, she immediately realized that she had lost her words.

From the neck to the root of the ear in an instant, he quickly explained.

"No, no, no, Yu'er means... It's for the villagers of Yijingzhuang to work hard for his brother, day and night, and Yu'er can't be alone..."

As he spoke, seeing Wang Zheng coming over, Yu'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and she lowered her head and only cared about grinding.

Yu'er's face was flushed, as if she was about to drip blood, Wang Zheng held her hand and smiled slightly.

"It's okay, I have to start practicing officially tomorrow, I always have to make some preparations in advance, so as not to be in a hurry, Yu'er, you can't help, go and rest."

Although Wang Zheng didn't think about it so much, Yu'er was shaken by Wang Zheng's little hand, and the deer in her chest collided, feeling that the surrounding environment was getting hotter and hotter, and she still said tenaciously.

"No, Yu'er doesn't want to be that lazy person, so Yu'er has to accompany her brother and pick candles and grind for her brother."

Shaking his head helplessly, Wang Zheng nodded Yu'er's nose with his big hand, and sighed: "I really can't help you, go and say good evening for me and my mother first." ”

Seeing that Wang Zheng agreed, Yu'er suddenly became overjoyed and kept nodding.

"Brother Zheng agreed! Yu'er will go! ”

......

Stretching his waist, Wang Zheng saw Yu'er go to change the water, so he dared to scold his mother.

I thought I could get some good weapons today, but I didn't expect that what I had in my hands was all tatters.

During the day, Wang Zheng, Dong Youyin, and Huang Yang did not believe in evil, and they chose left and right in the armory, and only then did they barely find two hundred passable standard spears from the garbage in the full warehouse.

As for the twenty pairs of leather armor approved by Wu Weizhong, Wang Zheng and the others took a cursory look, what Dong Youyin found was not unique, almost all the places where the leather armor was stored had become a rat nest, and none of the hundreds of pairs of leather armor was normal, and there were holes everywhere that were drilled.

It was estimated that there was no defensive effect, and Wang Zheng did not take a single one.

It is worth mentioning that Wang Zheng's luck is quite good, Chongzhen nine years, that is, at the beginning of this year, a new batch of mandarin duck battle jackets was issued, and the more than 200 pieces received by the recruits were brand new, which gave Wang Zheng a little comfort.

"Fight for brother, drink more water, it's good for your body."

Seeing Yu'er's undisguised concern, for some reason, Wang Zheng's heart warmed, and he suddenly felt a terrible headache, leaned his head on Yu'er's slender waist and slowed down, and finally felt a lot more comfortable.

Hearing only the sound of "click", Yu'er was too nervous, the water cup in her hand fell to the ground, and she was about to apologize in a hurry, but she heard a slight snoring.

Looking at the past in wonder, Yu'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, Wang Zheng actually slept on her waist like this.

Wang Zheng was so tired, it had been more than a month since he came to Wendeng City, and he had hardly slept well.

Some time ago, he was busy reading and reading, and the recruitment of soldiers had just been completed but was about to enter the exercise, Wang Zheng, who had never had experience in drilling, did not dare to slack off, and all day long his mind was thinking about how to bring the villagers of Yijingzhuang well.

In fact, these days also let Wang Zheng understand the truth of respecting the strong, no matter ancient or modern, whoever has a big fist will speak hard, and the mountain that has been fighting with Wang is a living example around him.

That Gao Shan is on the same level as Wang Zheng, and there are many sentinels of the same level in the city, but he can call for wind and rain in the city, and he doesn't even take Xietai Wu Weizhong in his eyes.

The reason for this is that Gao Shan has more than 100 military households and more than 20 capable families in his hands, although the 100 or so military households are old and weak, but the family members are different.

This is also the disadvantage of the conscription system, these family members are private soldiers in the hands of military generals, and their fists and feet are good.

Coupled with absolute loyalty to the generals, the generals at all levels will also be the best armor and weapons to the family, in terms of combat effectiveness is the strongest in the Ming army, the family is also the main force of the Ming army.

At this time, the number of family members in a general's hands can be seen in his energy, Gao Shan has the most family members, and naturally no one dares to mess with him.

If the villagers of Yijingzhuang, who did not have the slightest foundation, wanted to find a place for themselves in Wendeng Camp, they urgently needed to become stronger, so Wang Zheng did not dare to slack off at all.

Under the nervous tension, coupled with nearly a month of hard work, there will be the previous pain in the head.

...

I don't know how long it took, Wang Zheng's closed eyes opened suddenly, only to find that it was already dawn, and he felt a burst of aroma from his nose, and the place he was leaning on was actually soft.

When he raised his head, Wang Zheng was stunned, how could he lean on Yu'er's waist?

was about to wake up Yu'er, but Wang Zheng's hand stopped in mid-air and couldn't fall anymore, seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Zheng's heart felt a warm current.

It turned out that after Yu'er confirmed that Wang Zheng was asleep, she tried left and right and never found a way to get Wang Zheng to the bed, and she was afraid of waking Wang Zheng.

In the end, he simply stood upright like this, and became Wang Zheng's incense pillow for a night without hesitation, until he finally couldn't stand it anymore in the early hours of the morning, so he fell asleep standing like this.

Gently putting Yu'er on his bed, Wang Zheng stroked Yu'er's slightly messy green silk to the side, and shook his head with a wry smile.

The beauty is the pillow, and she should be happy, but Wang Zheng was a little embarrassed and muttered.

"Silly Yu'er, you are so stupid, am I worth it for you."

Looking at the sleeping Yu'er, Wang Zheng felt that he had found a trace of familiarity in this strange late Ming Dynasty, his eyes flashed with firmness, put on a mandarin duck battle jacket, stepped on the steel knife and walked out of the bedroom.