On the first day of the first month of March, outside the south gate of the Zhao Palace in Handan, the fog in the early morning had just dissipated, and a team of more than 100 soldiers had been waiting here for a long time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After a few steps, Mingyue, who was sitting in the car, heard Zhao Kuo's loud voice.

"Chang'anjun, I haven't seen you for a few days, your reputation has become more and more prominent, I am in Zishan, and I can hear the people who come to Handan to catch the market talk about your deeds at any time."

Mingyue looked over, but saw that Zhao Kuo was wearing a copper crown decorated with pheasant's tail on his head, wearing a set of light leather armor painted black and brown, hundreds of armor pieces were woven into a whole with red kudzu hemp belts, there were bronze chest guards in the center, narrow sleeves and copper arm guards on his hands, polished to a smooth and shiny finish, and the lower body was wearing pants and leather boots.

The Warring States period was still an era of both copper and iron, especially armor, and there were not many iron ones. This kind of copper skin armor is the standard equipment of the cavalry after the implementation of Hufu riding and archery in the Zhao Kingdom, because it is short and lightweight, it is very suitable for use on horses. Zhao Kuo's appearance is not bad, this dress is a heroic young general, so not majestic.

He rode a big black horse, slowly walked to Mingyue's car, and looked at the ten rangers who were opening the way in front of the car.

It was Lu Jujian and the others, they were dressed in strong clothes and swords, and they held their heads high to protect the wings of Chang'anjun.

found that this young general was looking at himself, but Lu Jujian was not false, a pair of big eyes like cowbells also glared back, his face was fierce and murderous, and Zhao Kuo's horse was so frightened that he retreated.

"What a strong man!" Zhao Kuo laughed, "Chang'anjun, you have found some warriors in Handan City." ”

He controlled the horse and praised Lu Jujian, the rumors were true, Chang'an Jun had received ten loyal heroes in the past few days.

Mingyue said with a smile: "Don't patronize me, it's a clan brother, I came to Handan yesterday, so I rushed into the barracks to select soldiers, and I didn't enter the palace to take a ......."

The four black-clothed guards behind Zhao Kuo dismounted and saluted Chang'an Jun, this is the four people who carried Mingyue to the Purple Mountain that day, and Mingyue also made the best use of it, let them be Zhao Kuo's subordinates and help him manage the soldiers. At present, the hundred soldiers outside the south gate seem to be neatly arranged, although they sat on the ground with weapons and waited for a long time, but there was no commotion, Zhao Kuo naturally could not train like this in one day, it can be seen that they are all old soldiers.

Zhao Kuo was triumphant and boasted: "These soldiers are selected from the hundreds of captains of Handan, and they are all young and strong and good at fighting. ”

Speaking of this, his face darkened, and he complained to Mingyue: "At that time, Chang Anjun went to Purple Mountain and said that I would be the captain, but now he is just a centurion. ”

The captain commanded a thousand people, and the hundred commanders commanded a hundred people, a level short, Zhao Kuo was disgusted with the official, making him, the son of Ma Fujun, a little faceless.

Mingyue spread her hands: "It's not up to me to have the final say in this matter, Ma Fujun greeted the palace, saying that you can't be allowed to rise too high, so as not to be able to convince the public, since there are really a hundred people, then you can be a hundred." Don't be discouraged, Ma Fujun started as a commander of fifty people, and your centurion is taller than him. What's more, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and wouldn't it be better to rise step by step by relying on military merits? Only then can we ...... 1000 people, 10,000 people, or even 100,000 people."

Zhao Kuo muttered: "That's the truth." ”

Then he reacted: "Chang'anjun calls me bracket? ”

Mingyue said: "The verbal title of the Qi people is different from that of Zhao Guo, and it is generally a title plus a 'son'. For example, the general Tian Ji is called Jizi, Meng Weijun Tian Wen is called Wenzi, the general Kuang Zhang is called Zhangzi, and Ma Fujun said Dazi and Touch. When you arrive in the country of Qi, follow the customs, I still call you brackets. ”

He turned his head again and said to Shu Qi on the side: "And you, Shu Qi, maybe someone will call him Qizi." ”

"Keiko ......"

Shu Qi couldn't help laughing, Zhao Kuo also laughed right away, Mingyue and the two of them were happy, and the three young people were full of expectations for this long trip. It's just that Mingyue's smile is a little more calm and reserved, because he is the heart and brain of this qualitative small group.

After Zhao Kuo cut the tiger talisman in his hand that represented the command of the hundred soldiers in half and solemnly dedicated half to Mingyue, their handover was completed. Zhao Kuo, who was anxious, immediately roared, and was about to get on the horse and pull out, but he couldn't wait to run to Linzi quickly.

"Brackets, don't worry."

Mingyue hurriedly called out to him and said, "We are only the first batch to come out first, and the team is still behind!" ”

"A brigade?" Zhao Kuo straightened up and looked towards the south gate of the palace, unable to help but be dumbfounded.

……

After a few years, the people of Zhao who watched the excitement outside the southern city of Handan can still tell the grand occasion today:

The sound of horses neighing, the ox cart creaking, the dust outside the south gate of the Zhao Palace in Handan, one after another two-horse carts drove out of the palace. Some of them are full of erectors, slaves, cooks, and there are more than 10 ox carts loaded with expensive gifts and money, which are full of treasured clothes, Kunshan beautiful jade, Yuan Zhu, Quhuan, light silk, Qixuan, weaving, silk, etc., and some drag tents, stoves, kettles and other things for camping......

In short, this brilliant river composed of hundreds of cars poured out of the palace, which really surprised Zhao Kuo.

"Chang'anjun ......"

Seeing that the dream of the fast road was in vain, Zhao Kuo pointed to the bunch of cumbersome convoys with some unhappiness and complained: "Are you going to move half of the palace to Linzi?" ”

Mingyue was also very helpless, just like the parents who desperately stuffed things into their children's bags before going to college in their previous life, Empress Dowager Zhao also waved her hand and asked him to "make an appointment for a hundred rides" to go to Qi Kingdom, and the things pulled by these vehicles are extremely complicated, food, clothing, housing, transportation, gifts, and even women, almost everything.

But in fact, what Mingyue really wanted to take was only two cars, one of which was an ordinary ox cart, on which Mingyue pulled a cart full of bamboo slips and silk books that Mingyue asked for from his brother Lu Lingjun to execute Qi Bailai.

Second, it is the "double-wheel car" that has been installed with a semi-enclosed carriage, in line with the habitual care of women in the previous life, Mingyue gave the comfortable double-wheel car to his personal palace maid Qi, who is now hidden in the army.

Zhao Kuo complained loudly, but it reached the horse that was coming towards them.

"You wait for the younger generations, but don't think that there are too many cars for a hundred rides."

It is Pingyuan Jun, he is high-crowned and broad-belted today, his beard is very neatly combed, a large jade huang is hung around his waist, and his feet are inlaid with pearls, he is dressed extremely luxuriously, and there are several cars of passengers behind him.

Looking at the three young people in front of him, the envoy of this trip to Qi picked up the posture of the elders, and said angrily:

"When the Jin Kingdom was still there, the descendants of Qin Gongzi came to the Jin Kingdom as an official, and there were 1,000 cars with his entourage. The son of Chu also came to Jin as an official, and there were only five cars in his entourage. Although their salaries are the same, the Jin people value the Qin prince and despise the Chu prince. Now we are sending Chang'an Jun to Linzi to be a proton, Qi has always been rich, with this hundred cars, so that Qi people do not look down on us! ”

This An Le son is still decent when he is serious, although Mingyue secretly slanders in his heart, but to make people look up, does he rely on showing off his wealth?

But then again, these things are now counted as his property, and the more the merrier, so he still gave up his hand with Zhao Kuo and Shu Qi, indicating that he had been taught.

Subsequently, Mingyue found Gongsun Long's figure in Pingyuanjun's entourage vehicle......

"Mr. Gongsun is also going to Qi State?" The bright moon is wonderful, it's really a place where you don't meet in life.

"Yes, I'm going to take a trip to Ji this time."

Gongsun Long is quite modest today, and was about to talk to Chang'an Jun, but Pingyuan Jun turned around, pointed to the castle tower on the palace wall, and said, "The king has come to see us off......"

……

Everyone looked up together, but saw that on the city tower as high as eight zhang, Zhao Wang Dan, wearing vermilion and black, was hugged in front of the palace people, standing on the wall, looking at Chang'an Jun and his party coldly, the rising sun was covered by him, and under the halo, King Zhao looked mysterious and tall.

Mingyue and they had to get off the car and dismount to salute King Zhao, but King Zhao just raised his wide sleeves and waved his hand lazily, not knowing whether he was saying goodbye to them, or looking forward to never seeing Chang'anjun......

He was the king of the Zhao kingdom, and he was born to stand at the top of the pyramid, overlooking all the ministers and people, including his younger brother.

Naturally, his series of miscalculations will also lead to a lot of bones in the future Battle of Changping.

Some time ago, the idea of "seeking the dynasty and usurping the throne" was still left in Mingyue's mind.

"If I had been in his place, wouldn't I have been better able to avoid all this......"

But this idea is too difficult to realize, and now Mingyue can only maximize his son-in-law's status as a king, and even the identity of a proton, and then talk about other things.

Mingyue's gaze crossed the city occupied by Zhao Wangdan and looked at Fengtai, which was shining in the early morning sun.

Empress Dowager Zhao was ruthless, and after saying goodbye to Mingyue in the palace, she did not come out of the palace again, but Mingyue knew that she must be thinking about herself at this moment, and in the next few months, she would also be eager to wear it.

"I hope that the queen mother will be well, and she can wait for me to return......"

Let your heart harden, don't overdo it, under the shouts of Zhao Kuo and Wu Ben, hundreds of soldiers, convoys, and entourages embarked on the journey.

The chariot, the horse Xiaoxiao, in the smoke and dust, Mingyue couldn't help it again, looking back at Handan City farther and farther away.

In this city, he set off a wave and laid out the future of the stars, but he also had some regrets.

For example, General Lian Po, who failed to meet with the chicken belly, to see if he can really kill a bucket of rice and ten catties of meat in one meal.

For another example, if you don't talk to Lin Xiangru, who calls him and Xinlingjun, a legend who "returns to Zhao after the end", Mingyue has always been curious.

"It's also a return for the future, so let's look forward to it."

Handan, a vibrant ancient city, slowly disappears behind the bright moon with its earthy yellow walls.

Looking ahead, what unfolds in front of the bright moon is a vast world shrouded in thick spring.

On the Dongyang Plain is an endless farmland and lilu, the millet in the field has sprouted, the ridge is a silky spring grass, there are hills and trees in between, the warm spring breeze blows through the forest, awakens the creatures that inhabit it, cuckoos and sparrows fly out one after another, and rush over the convoy.

And on the side of the road, on the bank of the Zhu River passing through Handan City, the poplar and willow trees that have been budding are full of rich greenery, they are like the embodiment of a beauty, the tall trunks, as if the slim demeanor, the long branches of the man, like the ribbon on the hem of her skirt, fluttering in the wind.

In this situation, Mingyue couldn't help blurting out.

"In the past, I went back, and the willows were still ......"