In the northwest corner of Bianjing City, about three or four miles away from the embassy area of Jiebei Lane, there is a workshop called Yong'an Fang, but it belongs to the property of the former division of the Forbidden Army Palace. However, since the beginning of the Xiande reform, the careful Bianliang people have appeared, and the guards here have been quietly changed, and the soldiers responsible for guarding the place have changed from the forbidden army with an obvious Hebei and Shandong accent to the foreign feudal soldiers with a strong Hedong accent. Bianliang people are no strangers to this foreign army, after all, last year's grand ceremony outside Wansheng Gate is a rare event in the capital in recent years, thousands of old and young people of the Pingxia tribe in the northwest were strung together with ropes and escorted into the Beijing division, and those who were responsible for escorting the prisoners were these Hedong soldiers who did not wear hats and felt hats on their heads - that was the family soldiers of Fuzhou Zhilinggong.

The reason for the change of guard in Yong'an Fang is very simple, all the staff guards of Ye Shuai Wang Yin, who has been killed by Emperor Guo Wei of Daxing, have been placed under house arrest here.

Wang Yin's case has not been tried publicly, so it is not said that the case has been closed, so although he is dead, he cannot be convicted. Wang Yin's own crime is not convicted, so he cannot punish his family according to the law. In addition, Guo Wei died as Chai Rong's heir, and the eyes of the big and small characters in the Beijing Division were all staring at the Daning Palace, and at the time of the alternation of the old and the new, the auxiliary ministers and the police were forbidden to rectify the camp and ban traffic, and the atmosphere in the capital was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. The ordinary people don't understand, but the dignitaries and dignitaries can see clearly, although Wang Yin and Wang Jun have passed away one after another, the generals of the forbidden army who followed the first emperor to fight the country with a knife and a shot are still alive. Although the emperor made a decree before his death, all the high-ranking and powerful people were cut off and returned home, but in the end it was only to make arrangements for the new emperor's city, and if these forbidden army veterans could not be appeased, the new emperor's throne would never be stable.

Now firmly holding this court, there are only two forces inside and outside, one is the civil official force represented by the title of Taishi, Feng Dao This is the third time that he has been crowned Taishi, for decades, the army has been in chaos, the banner of the king of Bianjing City has changed and come and gone, people have long been numb to who is the Son of Heaven and who is in charge of the soldiers. Whether it is the common people or the wealthy dignitaries who can't understand the battle for the forbidden land of the palace, they only see that Feng Linggong is still in the phase, and this is enough!

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As for the martial arts, it is now in charge of the Privy Council, the official title is actually not worth much to a military general, whether it is the title of the king of Xihe County or the honorary title of Shang Shuling in front of the generals of the forbidden army with huge and complex systems, what really makes those arrogant generals jealous, in addition to the prestige that the old man has accumulated over the decades of guarding Fuzhou with the heads of the Khitans and party members, It's the three thousand children of the Fold family who really struggled out of the blood and fire, fought for their lives without even blinking an eye.

Relying on these three thousand battle-hardened ones; A few days ago, just because a certain child of the forbidden army was drunk and inadvertently said a few drunken words to the new emperor, the old man called Cao Ying, the commander of the forbidden army, who was highly anticipated, to the privy council and reprimanded him mercilessly. Cao Shuai, who has always been famous for protecting his shortcomings, returned to the house without saying a word, and beheaded the person, and sent the head to the cardinal mansion to ask the old man to inspect it, which was considered to be an explanation of this section.

Cao Ying is still like this, and who else is not long-sighted. Dare to pinch the tiger whiskers of this Linggong?

You need to know the strength of this old lady of the folding family. Not only in Beijing, who doesn't know that tens of thousands of soldiers in the land of ten states in the hands of the alliance of the three clans of Zheyang and Li led by Li Wenge, the commander of the Eighth Route Army in the northwest, are the most solid backing for Zhe someone.

Therefore, Wang Yin's strategist family armor is all under the care of the Zhe family army at this moment. Imprisonment.

Wang Yin was executed in the Zide Palace, and suddenly, his personal soldiers and generals were few. Before he could figure out what was going on, he was disarmed by the swarming Zhejia army, and then he was escorted here, and almost none of his civil and military generals ran away and were all wiped out, and now this group of Hebei strongmen who were rampant in the past went up to Sun Bin, the mastermind of the Ye Domain, to feed the horses and cook, and the firehead soldiers were all detained in Yong'an Fang, and each person had a multigrain cake a day to survive.

On the list of more than 500 people, there is only one none. Some have been arrested.

Ye Fan's new scheme. Scholar, Hao Chongyi, the former master of Wang Jun's mansion, disappeared on the day of the incident, none of the ministers and warriors of the Ye clan could tell where this person had gone, and there was no trace of this person in the front of the palace and the whole city of Kaifeng Mansion, and this famous wise man seemed to turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the increasingly tense atmosphere of the capital.

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In Yanzhou, the Yan'an County Lieutenant Police took the pass to look at the road, and Hao Chongyi stood aside, waiting calmly. The lieutenant raised his head and asked, "Your name is Hao Chongyi?" ”

Hao Chongyi nodded, and the lieutenant asked, "What do you do when you come to Yanzhou?" ”

Hao Chongyi pondered for a moment, and said honestly: "I have heard the name of Yanshuai for a long time, and a certain person is here to serve!" ”

The lieutenant was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what "investment" meant, he thought about it, turned his face and discussed a few words with another lieutenant policeman, turned back and said, "Do you want to come to Yanzhou to buy a house and build a property?" ”

Hao Chongyi was stunned, and replied in surprise: "If you want to serve under the Yanshuai shogunate, do you first have to buy property in Yanzhou?" ”

The lieutenant was a little impatient: "You are verbose, you don't buy a house, you don't prosper, just say it!" ”

After that, he took out a wooden box from his bosom and opened it, but inside were six or seven wood-carved seals, he carefully selected one of them, dipped it in the seal clay and printed one on Hao Chongyi's official guide.

Hao Chongyi took the guide, but saw that the vermilion ink on it was printed with two large characters in italics, but it was the word "travel", and there were two zigzag symbols under the font, and he couldn't understand what it meant.

Hao Chongyi was quite inexplicable, and was about to say something to ask, but the police officer had already spoken: "With this imprint, you can stay in the city for half a month, and if you want to continue to live in the city after half a month, you must go to the Public Security Bureau to go through the procedures for renewing your residence. ”

After that, he pushed Hao Chongyi, and Hao Chongyi took this stamped official in his hand and entered Yanzhou City in a daze.

"Next—" shouted the lieutenant.

Hao Chongyi was stunned for a long time, touched the copper in his arms, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Along the way, the pass has passed a lot, asking for money abounds, I don't want to come to the ground, but I save the cost of the door bag when I enter the door, but I was inexplicably stamped a gold seal on the road......

Finally arrived in Yanzhou, Hao Chongyi breathed a sigh of relief.

This Qingke of the Prime Minister's Mansion is not a Confucian who can only sell poetry and literature, he is a person who has not only read thousands of books but also traveled thousands of miles. Especially so, Yanzhou gave him a very mixed impression. The customs and customs of this place are much more rustic than those of Bianjing and Jinling, and when it comes to the literary atmosphere, even Chengdu in the southwest corner is not as good, whether it is the characters or the construction of the carriage and horses, there is no taste at all, there is no literati and elegant guests, there is no horse and high car, the wealthy guests of Bianliang Street and the Wu dialect of Jinling Qinhuai are not half a trace here. Inside and outside the city, there are shops and stalls, rural markets, and the south and north tones.

There seem to be more out-of-town merchants here than there are indigenous people.

The population of Yanzhou was the first thing that surprised him, from the outside, the size of this city was only one-eighth the size of Bianjing City, but what he saw and heard inside and outside the city, even in this period of so-called martial law, it was enough to be called a crowd, he had been in charge of the household registration in Wang Junxiang's mansion for a long time, and he had already had a rough outline along the way, and the population of Zhizhi alone was nearly 200,000 - which was too far from his old impression of this border county.

The people here are either in a hurry or in a hurry, and everyone walks a little faster than in Bianjing City, as if everyone here is busy. Here you can't see the idle prodigal son wandering on the Bianhe wharf opposite Kaifeng Mansion, nor can you see the merry scribe who recites poetry and asks willows all day long on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and the storyteller does not serve tea in the tile hook column, but sets up a stage on the street under the public, and it is not at all the story of the previous dynasty, but it is mostly the gains and losses of the people's livelihood in the current situation.

You can't see the hard to hide on the faces of people here......

Not to mention the stone official road outside the city that has been repaired for more than half, the four ** cars between the back and forth and the post station, the coachman actually saw him and picked up passengers, from the Jincheng Post forty miles away to the city gate only forty big sons - compared with the price of this year, it is also very cheap.

Hao Chongyi was like sleepwalking, looking at it and asking for directions, and came to the shop where the head office of Fengyu Trading Company was located.

The account office guys of the head office were stunned and looked at the proprietor of his own house, who was already the leader of the northwest business community, trotted out all the way after reading the letter, and took Hao Chongyi's hand with joy on his face, and asked for warmth, and even sent people to the Jiedu Mansion on the street to invite the old man who is now in a high position in the state to come over, this kind of courtesy is really unprecedented since the opening of the business, and the guys of the head office can't help but guess Hao Chongyi's identity - isn't it the person sent by the old marshal of the father-in-law in the capital?

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"Brother Mude came unfortunately, the captain is on vacation today and is not in the mansion!" Han Wei led Hao Chongyi through the streets and alleys, and his steps were so fast that the four honor guards who followed the guards could hardly maintain their formation.

"Vacation?" Hao Chongyi was surprised, the central officials of the Tang Dynasty did have a vacation system, but they had never heard that the local feudal officials also took vacations in their own feudal towns.

Sure enough, Han Wei smiled bitterly: "Our captain is different from others, this holiday is also set by him, seven days off, if there is an urgent matter, in his own words, it is called 'overtime', also known as 'compensatory leave', that is, when he is not busy with official business, he will choose a day to make up for this holiday and come back......"

Hao Chongyi's face was full of black lines when he heard this, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Could it be that Taiwei Li's huge foundation is not his own, but it was laid for others?" ”

Han Wei was surprised: "Why did Brother Mude say this? ”

Hao Chongyi smiled and said: "I lost my words, maybe the Taiwei is just a couple of entertainers and audio-visual rests on official business, but I said that he was stealing and slacking off......"

Han Wei's face suddenly became strange, and Hao Chongyi was surprised: "What's the matter, but what Hao said is disrespectful?" ”

Han Wei shook his head: "Brother Mu De is not disrespectful, because Qin Changshi, who is in charge of the government affairs of the six states, said the same......"

While talking, the two had already crossed two streets and came to the northeast corner of Yan'an City. This is where the former Zhangwu Army Central Army camp is located, since Li Wenge visited the town, the military center was moved from the city to Fenglin Mountain, here has been abandoned, by the increasingly prosperous shops and stalls gradually crowded out, there has long been no former barracks atmosphere. At this moment, the former barracks, handsome platforms, armories, granaries and other buildings have long disappeared, either demolished or turned into inns and shops, only the snare drums that have been broken on both sides in the distance are elevated in the corner, witnessing the existence of this military town called Zhangwu Army.

Han Wei led Hao Chongyi through the alley between the shops and came to an open place.

This is the original Zhangwu Army's martial arts field, also known as the school military field, was originally a place to gather generals to practice martial arts, now it has lost its former function, but it has not been requisitioned for commercial use, the government has built a circle of low walls and four arches around the perimeter, there is a plaque on the arch, and the plaque is written with three official script fonts - Yan'an Garden.

This Yan'an Garden still looks bare at the moment, there are no stream pavilions, no water pavilions, no flowers, no celebrity words, and no rockeries, only many people are here with simple instruments to sell their skills, which provokes many onlookers, and the applause is endless, Hao Chongyi is even more surprised, but he doesn't know what Han Wei's intention is to lead him here - could it be that this Captain Li is unrestrained to the point of absurdity, and openly comes here to show off as a handsome?

Han Wei didn't speak, just led him towards the east side of the garden, and the guard of honor separated the crowd with a straight face, while the people around seemed to have seen a lot of officials, and they didn't care at all, and very few people paid attention to them.

After walking another twenty or thirty steps, it suddenly became clear in front of me, but it was an open space separated by a circle of earth barriers, on which was laid a layer of gray stone material as smooth as a mirror, on which horizontal and longitudinal lines and some semicircular lines were drawn with white ash, and at each end of the open space was a high shelf, and at the top of the shelf drove two wooden planks, the wooden planks were perpendicular to the ground, and the center of the wooden plank was painted with white ash with the word "mouth", and at the lower end of the word was fixed a circular circle bent with thin iron bars, and below the circle was a net woven of fine linen— It is puzzling that the lower end of the net is open, and the net on both sides is leaky, but I don't know what use it is.

At this time, the surrounding earthen fortress was full of people, many people were pulling their necks and shouting, and the thick Guanzhong accent didn't know what they were shouting, Hao Chongyi looked at all kinds of people sitting on the earthen barrier, it turned out to be all kinds of people from three religions and nine streams, and there were many people wearing official uniforms and military uniforms - the most surprising thing was that there were still a few women mixed in, and from time to time there was a scream that made people frown.

Passing through these crazy people, Hao Chongyi finally saw the scene in the field.

The field was divided into two sides, on one side there were five men, all men in the prime of life, dressed in shorts with their arms and calves exposed, their heads held high, and they flashed around the field with quick movements, scrambling for a ball made of leather in the middle, and one of them, a thin and unlucky man, was grabbing the ball, and trying to shake it over the opponent's body while slapping the ball. Hao Chongyi looked inexplicable, he secretly guessed in his heart that the man was going to throw the ball into the net, but then he woke up - what is the use of the net if it is leaky, even if it hits?

"Mulder, pay attention, the one who holds the ball is the captain!" Han Wei whispered in his ear.

Hao Chongyi was taken aback for a moment, so shocked that he almost even stared out of his eyes.

Li Wenge in the field had no time to pay attention to his mood as a bystander at the moment, he struggled to dribble the ball while slandering the rough and simple production process of this era, and spent a lot of leather in vain, and also made a special trip to ask Zu Lin to help make a crank hand-cranked inflatable blower for this thing.

What made him curse even more secretly was the current body, how difficult and difficult the three-step layup he was so skilled in his previous life was how difficult it was to do at the moment, and he could only make up for it by his accurate head and skillful movements.

In addition to these, what the commander of the Eighth Route Army could not tolerate the most was the quality of the two teams on both sides - the same intolerable idiocy and barbarism......

In addition to him, Li Wenge's team also includes Zhi Yuqing, Liang Xuan, Jinghai and Li Hu, and the other party is Xifeng Minda, Yang Lilingpu, Qin Haoran and Lou Shaowu.

Li Wenge easily shook off Qin Haoran, who was nimble, and went straight to the rebound with the ball, but Ling Pu inserted it silently, and his tall and thin body suddenly crossed in front of Li Wenge, Li Wenge's shoulders shook and his hands were staggered, and the ball fell back and forth in the blink of an eye in his hand, and suddenly dazzled Ling Pu's eyes, and a miss had been swayed by Li Wenge's body from the side of his arm, and it was too late to turn around and block.

At this time, Li Wenge had already begun to start, and in a blink of an eye, he crossed the middle line, only a few steps away from the opponent's rebound, and the opponent's players had been left behind by him, Li Wenge glanced at the earthen fortress on the west side a little complacently - Luo Yiniang, who was pulled by him to watch the game, sat in that direction, and felt a rare relief in his heart - after all, he *** Lao Tzu is a traverser, even if he changes his body and has practiced the skills for many years, how can he compare to you sports idiots......

Before he finished thinking, his body was still in the air, his arms had been bent, and he saw that a three-point shot was about to win, and at this moment he only felt the wind ringing in the back of his head, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart, and a burst of instinctive vigilance struck - then he only felt that his eyes were dark, his body was crooked, and he faded into dust with a standard Wang Bada turning movement, and the ball had long been snatched away by a guy who lacked virtue and smoked.

Li Wenge lay on the ground, ignoring the soreness and numbness of half of his body that was shocked by the lime cement floor, and shouted with monstrous anger in his throat:

"I'll fucking say it again, seal your eight-life idiot stupid who was kicked in the head by a donkey, and give me a good listen, this is basketball - not his grandmother's dog* rugby -"