The sky was gray, and the dark clouds moved slowly and weakly, and the gloomy wind rolled up the leaves that had been blown off by the wind on the ground, and the leaves let out a low sob.

Gao Yue and a few people avoided people's eyes and ears all the way, and walked cautiously. Gao Yue felt a little regretful in his heart, blaming him for why he killed people impulsively, was it an emotional vent at the right time, or deep down, was he unwilling to come to this troubled world and struggled?

He thought wildly, and finally only repeatedly told himself that he should be calm in the future. Although the Father-in-law is gone, his teachings must always be remembered in the heart, and how can a person who is impetuous-minded accomplish great things?

Gao Yue thought to himself, silent all the way. Peng Jun and the others, following behind him, saw that his face was solemn, and they didn't dare to say anything more, and after whispering hello, they went by themselves.

Gao Yue had just returned to the barracks alone, and there was an old soldier in charge of miscellaneous labor, carrying Gao Yue's bedding and other distribution items, and was already waiting for him.

Gao Yue retracted his thoughts, said with a pleasant face, and then went out of the barracks to go around the periphery, waiting for a long time. The old man didn't dare to say anything, so he led the way and led Gao Yue to the residence assigned to him, which was said to be living in a dormitory with Han Yong.

"Gao Sima, please come here."

Passing through the barracks, stepping on the fallen leaves, all the way to the base of the northernmost city wall of the county. Gao Yue saw three adobe houses in the open space in front of him from a distance, and when he got closer, he saw that the houses were low, covered with gray tiles, green moss, and three large bluestones were used to build stone steps in front of the threshold.

And in the chamber in which he entered, there was a room in the middle of the hall, and on each side of the house. The central hall is dimly lit, and the interior is even more gloomy and cramped. A wooden table and three beds in the hall are the prototypes of today's chairs.

Gao Yue looked around, but saw that on the table against the wall in the hall, a piece of linen cloth was covered with something boxy. He thought about it, and when he lifted the linen cloth a little, it was a thin booklet with a little torn cover.

Gao Yue was a little curious, picked up the book lightly, and looked at it by the light at the door, one of which had the word "Long Tao" on it, and the other book had the word "Dog Tao".

Others may be puzzled, but Gao Yue can see it at a glance when he reads through the military book. This is actually a set of books, and in addition to these two, there are four more. There are six books in total, and the total title of the book is called Liutao.

Liutao, also known as Taigong Liutao, Taigong Art of War, is a military book handed down in ancient times, and is said to have been written by Jiang Ziya, who was born in the 800 years of Xingzhou. Its content is broad and profound, the thinking is exquisite and rich, the logic is meticulous and rigorous, and it is really a famous book of soldiers.

Gao Yue flipped through it, the pages were old but neat, but the contents were neatly handwritten. Gao Yue solemnly put the book back in its place, and the impression of Han Yong in his heart suddenly deepened.

When he looked again, there was a bow hanging from the wall. He stretched out his hand to take it down, and when he tried his luck with both arms, it turned out to be a strong bow of more than 200 catties.

Although it is inferior to his own strength of being able to hold 300 catties, it is rare among most military generals. Gao Yue nodded and hung the bow back on the wall.

The old pawn stood aside and said nothing. Seeing that Gao Yue was no longer moving, he stepped forward and said to Gao Yue: "Gao Sima is going to live here on the left, and the one on the right has always been the head of the Han team, uh, Han Sima's house, I saw Han Sima go to the county government before, and he shouldn't have come back yet." ”

Gao Yue looked at the hidden door on the right, and just wanted to go in and stopped. The host was not there, and it was rude to go in at will.

He turned and followed the old man into the inner room of the first room on the left. Gao Yue looked around, but there was nothing except a low wooden bed and a wooden table.

The bed was covered with thick thatch. The old man said: "I know that Gao Sima will rest here in the future, so I came to lay the bottom of the bed before lunch, and if the bed is not good, Gao Sima Mo will be surprised." ”

As he spoke, he unloaded the big burden on his shoulders on the bed, opened it quickly, and wanted to arrange and lay out Gao Yue's bedding.

Gao Yue saw that the honest and honest old man was more than forty years old, his face was already full of wrinkles, and his body was a little rickety, and he was a little moved in his heart, and he couldn't bear to be tired, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said warmly: "Brother, what is your surname?" You rest for a while, I'll come by myself. ”

The old pawn panicked, thinking that Shangguan was making a mockery in his mouth, so he was so frightened that he stopped moving his hands, and pouted: "The little one is called Tugui, and I don't dare to let Gao Sima call the little brother, just call the name." ”

He is a veteran of the Qiang tribe. Although he is also of the Hu nationality, looking at his situation, I am afraid that among the people of the Qian nationality, he is also a poor and lowly person at the bottom.

Gao Yue explained for a while, and Tugui realized that this Shangguan was sincerely unwilling to trouble him, and he was very moved, so he insisted on taking care of Gao Yue's bed, and finally the two made the bed together.

"I thought that there was only the Han team leader, ah, it was Han Sima, he wouldn't bully people casually, and he did everything himself. I didn't expect Gao Sima to be so approachable and kind at a young age. ”

"Oh? Han Sima must be a good person. Gao Yue asked with a smile.

Seeing that Gao Yue didn't have the slightest Shangguan shelf, Tu Gui also relaxed a little, and said with a smile on his wrinkled face: "Han Sima is very upright and dignified, unlike that...... Unlike some commanders, who make a tone and don't even look at us with a straight eye, sometimes they deliberately embarrass us veterans. ”

"I heard that Han Sima was a soldier under Ma Junhou at the age of ten, and later Ma Junhou died of illness, Han Sima didn't know how to wander and came to this small place to be a soldier. Alas, it's also a bad fate. ”

In his spare time, he either sat in a daze, or read books that no one else understood, and talked to himself. Although he is a good person, he is too dull, and there is no one close to him here. ”

Ma Jun Marquis Ma Long, Gao Yue knows. This person was a member of the Western Jin Dynasty and a famous general. Ma Long was proficient in the art of war, brave and strategic, and was the mainstay of the imperial court at that time to stabilize the northwest and resist foreign races. The generals under his command are also brave and capable, daring to fight fearlessly.

During the conversation, there was a soft "click", and something fell at the feet of the two. Gao Yue's hand was fast, he leaned over and picked it up, and looked at it, but it was a small account book that was a little broken, on which the entry and exit of some ordnance materials were simply recorded, and the latest column was written "Gao Sima." Quilt, A. One gun each. ”

Every word on the paper is skewed to the left, and the twists form a unique rhythm, which is not ugly. Seeing Gao Yue looking at him inquiringly, Tugui hurriedly said: "The city lord handed over these things to me, I am getting older, and my memory is getting worse and worse, so I have to use this stupid method." ”

Gao Yue returned the small ledger to Tu Gui, and asked with interest, "Is my brother also literate?" ”

There is not the slightest contempt or rudeness in this question. In ancient times, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even how many generals were commanders, and they didn't know a basket of big characters. In the military, there are very few people who can read and write, and there are very few Hu people who can read and write.

"Yes. When I was young, I worked in Chang'an as the attendant of the eldest prince of an official eunuch family. When Childe was reading and learning words, I was waiting by the side, and after a long time, I slowly watched it. Tugui lowered his head, a little embarrassed, as if a person of his status could read and write, as if it was a big joke.

"Gao Sima, if there is nothing else, the little one will retire first." As Tugui spoke, he suddenly realized that he had been a little too verbose in front of Shangguan, so he hurriedly stopped his words and bowed down to leave.

Gao Yue nodded and smiled, and was about to answer him, when he raised his hand and touched the money bag on his waist. It was Feng Liang who threw it to him before leaving, it was the two of them who went to the mountains to hunt this month, and asked someone to sell it in the city, with a total of more than half a penny.

He subconsciously touched the money bag, a bright light flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly called out to Tugui, and said with a smile: "Brother, there is something I want to ask you for help." ”

Han Yong was delayed due to official business, and it was already dark before he came out of the county office. As soon as he walked down the stone steps of the county ya, a cold wind on an autumn night blew him into a spirit, and there was a loud hunger in his belly, he took a deep breath and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

In his heart, according to the past, I am afraid that there will be no food in the barracks at this hour, and no one will leave him food. That's it, go back to the barn, take five cents, and go to the market to buy a few nests to fill your stomach.

It's just that we have to hurry, and if it's too late, I'm afraid that even the shops in the market will be closed. He strode with a meteor, his legs were swift, and in a short time he came to his own barn.

I went up the stone steps and pushed open the door, but I found that the lights in the left room were bright, and a few large candles were burning happily, illuminating the calm and gloomy room on weekdays, which was extraordinarily warm and bright.

Han Yong blinked his blank eyes, and was stunned, but when he saw Gao Yue walking out of the left room, he smiled and said, "Brother Han, why is it late?" ”