Chapter 111: There is a Quwen War
After these days, after the first agricultural exercise in the field, Li Yanzhao is now skillful in his hands. He skillfully cut off handfuls of corn in his hand, and then put them in the backing basket beside him, and his own households carried the backing to the side to peel and thresh.
After these years of help, the soldiers of Guangwu County have become like relatives in the eyes of these newly resettled homeless households. As now, the soldiers were busy in the areas they had demarcated between the ridges. However, the women and children who followed the soldiers on their backs also went to the herbal tea huts built by the villagers on the ridges of the fields from time to time to serve a bowl of tea soup to the hard-working soldiers.
The soldiers, who are so loved by the villagers, are also full of energy. While doing the work in hand, he also shouted the trumpet. Li Yanzhao occasionally straightened up and rested for a while, and he could hear the shouts of the soldiers working in the fields on the left.
The shouts and trumpets one after another add a touch of color to the picture of this harvest at the end of autumn.
During the lunch break, the villagers took out grain and wild vegetables from each family, and made some hot corn and wild vegetable porridge for the soldiers who had worked hard for more than half a day. Li Yanzhao also ignored the dust, and sat on the ridge with the soldiers around him, eating a few bites of porridge and rice in his hands from time to time.
Even Song Qing and other children from families were sitting in the crowd at this time, drinking crude porridge with the soldiers beside them who would not have looked at them at all in the past. After being busy for a long time, they only had to eat these crude porridges, and they were angry and bitter in their hearts. However, the hundred people not far away are also sharing weal and woe with the soldiers, so they don't dare to be too maverick.
However, because of this unbearable situation, the idea of transferring to another place has long been in everyone's hearts. Each family is a big family in Liangzhou, and if they are transferred to other places, it will not be difficult for these anointing children.
How could Li Yanzhao not know what these children of the family were thinking? He has a lot of experience before, and he already has his own set of experiences for observing words and feelings. There are a lot of chores these days, and he has long noticed that these children of the family are impatient. However, for the sake of the big picture, he himself maintained a delicate relationship with the children of these families.
They respect each other on the surface, but they have their own plans in their hearts. He has long been mentally prepared for this situation under his command, and he is not angry about it. His heart is like a mirror, and he naturally knows what orders and strategies he has in the future. Liu Jiwu and the 100-man team he led naturally had no objections. However, Song Qing could not guarantee that he would not have other ideas.
Therefore, Li Yanzhao felt that it would be a good idea to force these children of high-ranking families to transfer their own affairs through these complicated affairs.
It is in the nature of people to be aggressive. In addition, there is also a gap between the family and the poor family in this era, which cannot be seen or touched, but is difficult to cross. Don't look at Li Yanzhao, Liu Jiwu, etc., they can also be regarded as working with Song Qing on weekdays. However, apart from official business, they almost never get along with each other.
Song Qingzi had close contacts with the rest of the families in the army. However, Li Yanzhao and the others were unable to intervene in their circle, and the gap between the two sides was too large. Second, even if they don't sit together for official business, there is a lack of common topics that everyone is excited about. Therefore, it has also created a strange situation in the army today: the children of the family have a handful in private, the Hanshu in Honshu has a handful, and the homeless generals have a handful in private.
Li Yanzhao himself knew that such a situation was taboo in governing the army. However, his own position is humble and light, but he is powerless to change. I only hope that these high-ranking disciples will be transferred away sooner, so that they can live in peace.
Thinking of these miscellaneous things in his heart, Li Yanzhao unconsciously walked to the left of Su Xuan and the others on the ridge. When he came back to his senses, he saw Su Xuan stroking his beard and looking at him with a smile. So he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
Seeing Li Yanzhao come up to salute, Su Xuan also got up from the Hu bed to return the salute. Then he said with a pleasant face: "It's been a busy morning, and 100 people will also work hard." Sit down for a while, and then go to farming. ”
Li Yanzhao wanted to say something and refused. However, when she saw Su Xuan, the little lady behind Su Xuan was looking at him with interest. He didn't say no, but at the invitation of Su Xuanzhi, he sat down behind a few vacant cases beside him.
Seeing Li Yanzhao sitting down, Su Xuan appointed himself as a servant to serve preserved fruits and snacks. At this time, Li Yanzhao was shocked to realize that he was discouraged, and his hands were dirty after a morning's labor. Sitting in this pergola with Su Xuan and Su Xiaoniang made him quite restrained, kneeling on the Hu bed and twisting around, embarrassed.
Su Xuan didn't seem to see Li Yanzhao's embarrassed posture, but turned his head sideways from time to time and asked him about some things such as Jincheng County. I think it's worried about the safety of Liangzhou under the current situation. According to the truth, Li Yanzhao said that the elite of Mingzhou had set up a village on the north bank, and had heightened and strengthened the city wall of Jincheng County. Today, the defense of Jincheng County can be described as impregnable.
Su Xuan listened to these situations and felt a little relieved. So he sat down and talked with Li Yanzhao for a short time, then confessed his guilt and went to the backwater with the county officials to inspect the harvesting of the fields there. After all, now that the summer grain is harvested this season, the time is tight and the task is heavy, even if he is like him, he can't sit still.
Seeing that Su Xuan and the officials of the county government near the pergola had left, only Li Yanzhao and Su Xiaoniang were left in the shed, as well as a few servants of the Su family. Li Yanzhao felt like pins and needles, so he got up and said goodbye to Su Xiaoniang, and wanted to continue to lead the soldiers who had rested for a while to continue the harvesting work.
"General, wait, can you sit down for a while?" I heard that there was a hint of begging in the words of Su Xiaoniang on the side. Li Yanzhao had no choice but to nod and sit down in the middle of the table again. The two of them began to talk softly from a distance of half a foot.
"Last time, I had the honor to play two pieces for the general's command, and I can see that the general is also a person who knows a little about music. How about the general also play a song when we meet here today? ”
Hearing the request from Su Xiaoniang's mouth, Li Yanzhao suddenly became one head and two big. How did a reckless man like himself become an elegant person who knows music and rhythm in the eyes of Su Xiaoniang?
"The little lady mislooked. Li Moujun is a reckless man, how can he be an elegant person who knows music and rhythm? Li only knew how to march and set up formations and fight on the battlefield. I don't know anything about music. ”
"The eyes of the slave family will not deceive people. The general will not hide his secrets. "Little lady Su is still persistent. Facing the little lady's rather aggressive eyes, Li Yanzhao recalled some familiar repertoire over and over again in his mind, but in this era, it seems to be a little abrupt.
Seeing Li Yanzhao contemplating and pondering, Su Xiaoniang didn't bother anymore. In this pergola, there is a strange and strange atmosphere.
After thinking about it for a long time, Li Yanzhao did have a good impression of this little lady Su in his heart. From the moment she put aside her views and played for the soldiers under her command, this kind of good feeling began to take root in Li Yanzhao's heart.
Therefore, seeing that this little lady is sincerely begging at this moment, Li Yanzhao does not want to hide her secrets anymore. After thinking about it for a while, I finally remembered a track, so I said to Su Xiaoniang, who was sitting on a few cases: "At the end of the general, there is indeed a song called "Wen Zhan". Willing to share with the little lady. ”
When Su Xiaoniang heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I want to hear it in detail." ”
"The last general is clumsy, and he doesn't know how to handle silk and bamboo and other things, the little lady laughs."
Hearing that Li Yanzhao bluntly said that he didn't know how to play a musical instrument, Su Xiaoniang didn't care at all, and still looked at Li Yanzhao with interest, waiting for his next step.
Li Yanzhao sat on the Hu bed, cleared his throat, and then opened his incomplete singing voice and sang this song slowly.
"You want to defend the land and reopen the territory, the blood is still hot, and the ambition is in all directions. I wipe the tasseled spear for you, and wear a military uniform for you. Jun Dao Mo smiled and drunk on the battlefield, looked at Kyushu, and the smoke was blowing. I sang a war song to send you to the king, and sang ......"
At the beginning of the song, although Li Yanzhao's voice was rough and heroic, it still made Su Xiaoniang applaud on the side. Li Yanzhao arched his hand with shame on his face, and continued to sing:
"Listen, there was Rong Di last night. Knock on my Yanmen Pass and climb my ten-zhang city wall. Look, there are beacon fires in Kyushu, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and beacon fires are burning one after another. ”
"I, singing to see you off, although the bow in my hand is cold, the blood is still hot. And, pour this cup for you, and may you return from this trip to step on a triumphant victory. ”
"I dream of the king's conquest, January ...... Junxing January Dream King Conquers ......"
"I'm back from my dream, a year...... Jun Xing has dreamed of the return of the king for a year......"
"I won't pay it back for five years...... Jun Xing's five-year dream will not return ......"
"My dream is gone, ten years ...... Ten years of dreams are no longer ......"
"I heard that the snow outside the plug is blooming, blowing overnight, and it is difficult to walk. I weave a piece of bright moonlight, and I am willing to be Jun Sinan. Wen Jun jumped on the horse and lifted the gun, chased Rong Di, and drank wine. I will bury the wine and wait for you...... Get drunk in 10,000 games! ”
"I, singing to see you off, although the bow in my hand is cold, the blood is still hot. And, pour this cup for you, and may you return from this trip to step on a triumphant victory. ”
"I dream of the king's conquest, January ...... Junxing January Dream King Conquers ......"
"I'm back from my dream, a year...... Jun Xing has dreamed of the return of the king for a year......"
"I won't pay it back for five years...... Jun Xing's five-year dream will not return ......"
"My dream is gone, ten years ...... Ten years of dreams are no longer ......"
"Back then, when you wanted to go to the frontier, the blood was still hot, and the ambition was everywhere. I wipe the tasseled spear for you, and wear a military uniform for you. Jun Dao Mo smiled and drunk on the battlefield, looking at Kyushu, the smoke was blowing, I sang a war song to send you to, and sang ......"
"Now my singing voice is dumb, it's hard to sing, and I welcome you back. I stood on the tower and counted the three hundred thousand soldiers. Suddenly, I saw Jun straddle the horse with a gun, his old clothes were crowned, but his temples were white. I'll fill my toast and ask...... Are you healthy? ”
This song was originally composed and lyrics from the perspective of a deep boudoir military woman, but at this time, it was sung from the mouth of a big man wearing iron armor. It seems a little discordant. However, Su Xiaoniang didn't care at all, but she was still fascinated by it, and she looked amazed.
At the end of the song, Li Yanzhao was already sweating profusely, and he owed to the little lady Su and said: "The last general is poor, but it makes the little lady smile." ”
The general's song is very good, and the mood of the military woman who is out on the expedition and guards the boudoir alone is well portrayed. This song was composed by a general, right? Little Lady Su flashed her big smart eyes, and Ying Ying looked at Li Yanzhao with a look of reverence.
Li Yanzhao couldn't help but sweat profusely when he heard this, the first time he was copied as a public after coming to this life, but he was treated like this, but it made him red-faced and ashamed.
"This song was written by a friend, not by a general." After thinking about it, Li Yanzhao still denied this statement, but there was a hint of strangeness in the eyes of Su Xiaoniang.
"Presumably, the friend of the military is also a military woman in the boudoir, right? Otherwise, how can this state of mind of not returning the king be portrayed so profoundly? ”
"I guess it's okay." Li Yanzhao was sweating profusely, and he wanted to prevaricate this topic, but it caused Little Lady Su to chuckle imperceptibly.