Not to mention King Zhao Xiaojun, just seeing this dilapidated scene, even a few women felt a little sad and indignant.

Tongzhou, far away from the capital, is located in the frontier, in this place, the sea could have jumped with the fish, the sky is high and the birds can fly, but seeing such a fixed * camp, everyone thinks that the eagle of Zhao Xiaojunwang will not be able to fly for a while. There are so many women, and they belong to the wood woman who has no conscience, and everyone else looks like she is complaining, but she holds her arms and giggles, and she doesn't forget to joke after laughing enough, "Thief, your big camp is good, look at this house, can it live in people?" ”

King Zhao Xiaojun hated so much that the roots of his teeth itched, and he looked at the veil on the face of the wooden woman, and really wanted to take off her veil and take two bites.

As if deliberately trying to oppose the Wood Woman, as soon as she finished speaking, the door of a mud house opened, and a white old man walked out tremblingly. The old man was as thin as dry wood, and his face was full of wrinkles, and it was estimated that the old man was no less than fifty years old just by looking at it. Looking at the thin old man, King Zhao Xiaojun grinned and raised his eyebrows at the wood woman, "Wan'er, do you see, who said you can't live in people?" ”

Just when King Zhao Xiaojun was arguing with the wooden woman, the old man had already walked over slowly, Zhang Zhenniang was so careful that she immediately stepped forward to stop the old man.

"Uncle, I want to ask you something, may I ask if this is a Ding* camp?"

Zhen Niang smiled kindly, and her tone was easy, especially the old man, which made the old man sound very comfortable, he pointed to the house behind him, nodded and said, "Naturally, yes!" ”

"Oh? Since it is a fixed * battalion, why don't you see half a soldier? That's a bit of a surprise! ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man stared at him with a look of surprise, and when he looked at the men and women in front of him, he asked, "Isn't the lady from the same state?" ”

"It's not. I just went to Tongzhou with my family officials today! ”

"That makes sense, the lady just said something wrong, the old man is standing here. How can you say that you can't see half a soldier? Speaking of this, the old man straightened his thin chest. raised his eyebrows, and he was really a little soft and domineering.

Quiet, deathly still.

This old man is also a soldier of Ding*? King Zhao Xiaojun's brain was buzzing, and he didn't wait for Zhen Niang to ask slowly, and immediately asked urgently, "Old man, how old are you this year?" ”

"Haha, the little official asked a good question. The old man is no more, no less, exactly sixty years this year! ”

Sixty? Hearing this number, Zhao Yougong almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, but he still maintained a little hope in his heart, and asked with drooping eyelids, "Old man, are you kidding?" At the age of sixty, you can still be a soldier? ”

The sixty-year-old man rolled his eyes directly, and replied very unhappily, "This is a little official who has no knowledge." If you want to talk about other places, someone like an old man will definitely not be a soldier. But in our same state, it's normal! ”

Don't look at the old man's age. I floated when I walked, but my mouth was neat, and I talked a lot. It turned out that since the beginning of the third year of Zhenghe, the imperial court has relaxed the management of Ding*, to be precise, there is no management at all, and all the affairs of Ding* are in charge of Bai Jiajun, the commander. This Bai commander is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the above deliberately connived, so Bai Jiajun began to eat empty salaries, and then more simply. The military salary, which should have been one month a month, has become half a year. And it's still very little, very little. Just that little military salary, let alone supporting a family. Eating by yourself is a problem, in this case, the situation of deserters is getting stricter and stricter, Bai Jiajun is also happy to see it, it is best to escape, so that you don't have to pay a penny, anyway, what the court wants is only the name of Ding*, and I don't care if there are soldiers in the barracks.

The situation of deserters is getting worse and worse, the younger ones go to the north to join the army, or go to the north to run business, and the older ones stay in Shayuan Town to do business, and when it comes to the first year of Xuanhe, except for those who are really old and can't do things, everyone else has run away. According to the old man, the youngest of those who remained in the camp today was fifty-two years old.

The old man trembled slightly, and King Zhao Xiaojun was still standing in place, until now, he couldn't believe this fact. It's too ruthless, Zhao Ji is a good emperor, no wonder he was so happy to be the envoy of this fixed * festival, it turned out that he had already hollowed out the Ding*. Before coming, Zhao Yougong only thought that Ding* was just a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, although the old, weak, sick and disabled had low combat effectiveness, but there were more or less people available. The weak can be trained to be stronger, the younger ones can also be used as future resources to cultivate, and the disabled ones can also have some combat experience and can provide some oral teaching to the latecomers.

Zhao Xiaojunwang is an optimistic person, but the reality is too tricky, and now the youngest soldier is also fifty-two years old, just this group of old men, how do you want him to practice? It's no wonder that Jingzhao Mansion didn't adjust the * garrison in Haoyang City at the beginning, and it is estimated that these six or seven hundred old men have not yet reached Haoyang City, and they will die of exhaustion first, and no one can afford this responsibility.

Miserable, too miserable, King Zhao Xiaojun was too aggrieved in his heart, and after staring at the two of them for a long time, he suddenly stomped his feet, raised his hands and clenched his fists and scolded wildly, "Fan Zeng's old son, Bai Jiajun, this king and you are incompatible"

At the entrance of Shayuan Town, as soon as Fan Zeng got off his horse, he heard a terrible scolding. Fan Zeng's face is not very good, no matter how he says it, he is almost forty years old, and he is called Lao Er by a person who is less than twenty years old, can this be bearable, not to mention that there are so many colleagues around. Moreover, Fan Zeng also felt aggrieved, he was too wronged, and all kinds of things were done by Jingzhaofu, Cheng Yi, Bai Jiajun and others, what does it have to do with him Fan Zeng, is it because he is the governor of the same state?

Zhao Yougong scolded like this, that is, he scolded the officials in the same state, and he also saved more explanations later.

After a while, Fan Zeng led a group of officials over, and King Zhao Xiaojun spread his legs apart, and he didn't know where to get a long sword, and he stood at the gate of the camp with a golden sword.

Fan Zeng and the others didn't understand what Zhao Xiaojun King was going to do, look at this posture, he wanted to fight?

"Fan Zeng, Cheng Yi, and Bai Jiajun of Tongzhou greet His Royal Highness, and wish His Highness"

Without waiting for Fan Zeng and the others to finish speaking, Zhao Yougong glared at each other and shouted hysterically, "Shut up for this king, this king asks you, who is Fan Zeng and who is Bai Jiajun?" ”

What is King Zhao Xiaojun going to do? Of course it's going to soar? Ding* was pulled into this bear-like look, if Zhao Xiaojunwang is not popular, it will be a bit too much to say.

"Back to His Royal Highness, the next official is Fan Zeng!"

"The last general, Bai Jiajun!"

Bai Jiajun is also a burly man with a height of six feet, looking at his decent face and eyes like torches, he really doesn't look like a wicked person, but what he does is so hateful. People should not be disguised, if it is true.

Zhao Yougong shook his head and kept laughing, laughing so much that the scalps of the officials in Tongzhou were a little numb.

"Come on, tie up this Bai Jiajun for this king!"

Bai Jiajun was a little confused, but Xie Zhen and Yang Zaixing were not stunned, they stepped forward together and dragged Bai Jiajun over in three or two clicks. Then, according to Zhao Yougong's instructions, Bai Jiajun stripped off his shirt and hung it on the jujube tree in the school yard.

Zhao Xiaojunwang was suddenly difficult, it was really a bit unexpected, Fan Zeng was silent, but Cheng Yi couldn't help it. Cheng Yi didn't take Zhao Yougong in his eyes, and Bai Jiajun was his brother-in-law, so he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" ”

"What do you mean? The dog surnamed Bai eats and takes cards, and sits and eats empty salaries, causing this king's ding* to become like this, why do you say this king arrested him? ”

"Your Highness said that, is there any evidence?"

"Evidence?" King Zhao Xiaojun glared, and waved his hand shamelessly, "I want a fart evidence, what this king said is evidence, why, you speak for Bai Jiajun like this, do you also wear a pair of pants with him?" ”

Wearing a pair of pants? Cheng Yi didn't understand for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, he came back to his senses, how intimate the relationship between the two of them is when they wear a pair of pants, Zhao Yougong said this, doesn't he just say that he Cheng Tong is also in the same stream? At this time, Cheng Yike was angry, glared at the two of them and said angrily, "Your Highness, you are slandering!" ”

"Oh, it turns out that this king has slandered you, you Oh Cheng Tong sentenced, since it's none of your business, you quickly stand aside, the king of the province treats you as a fellow party!"

Facing this kind-skinned and unreasonable King Zhao Xiaojun, Cheng Tongju actually had the feeling of meeting a soldier in a show. In the past, I always heard that the king of Yongning County was unbearable and useless, but now when I see it, it is really worthy of his reputation, as far as his current style is concerned, what kind of sloppiness is unbearable, it is simply a scoundrel.

Being hung on a tree, the taste will definitely not be good, although Bai Jiajun is not very afraid, but he still shouted loudly, "Your Highness, you can't listen to those nonsense of the people, the last general will be innocent!" ”

"Phew!" Zhao Xiaojun and Wang Li ignored Bai Jiajun, Xie Zhen stood on the school yard with a broken gong and shouted for a while, and a lot of white soldiers gathered around.

Zhao Yougong found the oldest one, put on a kind appearance, and asked in a low voice, "Old man, how old are you this year?" ”

"Six out of seventy"

Seventy-six? Looking at this old man with two teeth left in his mouth, Zhao Yougong didn't have any anger at all, this old man is pitiful, he is seventy-six years old, and he is still in charge of being a soldier.

This is not a joke, this is a shame, and in the whole world, only the Great Song Dynasty can make such a joke.

took the whip, Zhao Yougong walked to the front and didn't say a word, and Bai Jiajun pulled it up, "Hey, Your Highness, don't beat it, big brother, save me."

Zhao Yougong didn't have any strength at all, and he didn't pay attention to Bai Jiajun's pleas for mercy, Bai Jiajun's upper body was blurred with flesh and blood after one whip, two whips, and three whips, and he didn't look mad.

Do you really want to beat Bai Jiajun to death? I'm afraid that this answer is only known to King Zhao Xiaojun himself. (To be continued)

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