Blue sky, cloudless

In the open space in front of the Daming Palace, ten large cauldrons were erected, and the water was boiling with a bang

The white mist-like steam steamed up from the pot, like a pillar of smoke, straight into the sky with huge pieces of meat, and the bright color kept churning in the pot

The aroma of pork permeated the air, making the soldiers who didn't know the smell of meat in March salivate and looked at the meat in the pot, red

"Hey, what's the smell? Can you eat it? ”

A soldier at the front with a bowl at the front, saw a firehead soldier, scooped up a bowl of soup with a spoon, and after enjoying it very much, the soldier asked impatiently

"Haha, bring me the bowl," the Firehead soldier laughed, and said to the soldier with red eyes after pouring the half bowl of broth back into the pot

When the soldier heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly handed over the bowl in his hand

After Huotoujun took the bowl, he turned his head and said to the other comrades on the mouth of the pot, "Brothers, the pot is boiling."

At the sound of the order, the soldiers immediately became ecstatic

The soldiers in the long snake formation suddenly rushed forward impatiently

All of a sudden, the thin and long line became thick and short, and countless soldiers gathered at the mouth of the pot, tiptoeing, and looking inside

Take a deep breath, the smell of meat in the air, and the intoxication on your face

"Line up for Lao Tzu," Huotoujun glared at the black soldiers in front of him who were surrounding the mouth of the pot, smiled and scolded, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the people outside the square and said: "The people of Chang'an are all watching, don't embarrass the prince."

The soldiers laughed and hurriedly lined up again

"These guys" Firehead endured the hunger in his belly and began to serve meat to the soldiers in an orderly manner

The large army slowly moved forward, slowly but orderly

Wu Ningyuan, who was dressed in military uniform, glanced at the long line in front of him, and then looked down at the frozen bowl in his hand, and laughed helplessly

"Lord, why don't I go over and serve you a bowl? How long will this be? Behind him, Xiao Dapeng stood on tiptoe, glanced at the long line in front of him, and then whispered to Wu Ningyuan

"Bastard, aren't the soldiers hungry?" Wu Ning glanced at him from afar, his hair trembled, and after glaring at him majestically, he reprimanded angrily: "As a general, what do you let the soldiers below think of not obeying the law?" ”

Xiao Dapeng, who was reprimanded, still had a hippie smile on his face, lowered his head, scratched his head and smirked

"Dapeng, if you want to make the soldiers invincible, the iron army that orders and prohibits is extremely crucial for the generals, as the saying goes, one soldier is a bear, and the general is a nest of bears, if the generals can't do the ban, the soldiers below will definitely be at a loss, and in the end, everyone will break the rules and get used to it, what do you think such an army has combat effectiveness to speak of?"

Wu Ningyuan's voice softened, and he said earnestly: "Don't look at this cutting line, it seems to be a small thing, but, as the saying goes, the embankment of a thousand miles is often destroyed in an anthill, it is often a big mistake, it is all made of small things, if you cut the line, the soldiers will definitely be dissatisfied in their hearts, and in the long run, the majesty of the general will no longer give you orders, and the soldiers will no longer give you orders, so if you do the order and prohibition, the consequences are unimaginable, so ah, always keep a clear head, and self-discipline style is very important for a general, do you understand?" ”

When Xiao Dapeng heard this, he knew that this was the prince who was encouraging himself and nodded heavily, and the look of the hippie smile on his face was also put away, and he said in a deep voice: "The last general knows, thank the prince for mentioning something."

Wu Ningyuan smiled with relief, turned his head and looked at the queue that was already not long, thought for a moment, and said lightly: "Listen to Yongzheng, after the battle is over, he will ask the emperor to set up a military school in Jiangning, and when the time comes, all the officers will go in to study, and when the time comes, you will also go."

"Huh?" When Xiao Dapeng heard this, water suddenly wrung out of his face, looking at the faint expression of the prince, and his heart was miserable

Xiao Dapeng didn't like to read Teng since he was a child, listening to the sour Confucians in the school, shaking their heads and reciting what poems and scriptures, Xiao Dapeng's head was extremely big

Therefore, Xiao Dapeng, who was only more than ten years old at the time, carried a bag on his back every day, turned left after saying goodbye to his parents, and took a group of people to dig out the bird's nest

So a month later, the master in the school came to Xiao Dapeng's house

At that time, Xiao Dapeng was taking a group of friends in the field, lighting a bonfire and roasting pheasants to eat

It wasn't until ten in the middle of the night that Xiao Dapeng returned home with a mouthful of chicken feathers

He was greeted by an old punch from his father and tears from his mother

Xiao Dapeng, who was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, lay there humming and pretending to be dead, but before he could hum twice, his father was carrying a rattan into the house, and he was so frightened that he crawled and jumped out of the window and fled

After staying at his sister's house for three days, Xiao Dapeng, who was nervous, returned home accompanied by his brother-in-law

This time, the father did not get angry

Instead, he pulled Xiao Dapeng, who was only thirteen years old, to sit in the room and have a conversation between men

Well, at least that's what Xiao Dapeng thought

At that time, his father asked him, "If you don't go to school, what are you going to do in the future?" Cultivating the land, being a merchant, or going to be a coolie?

Xiao Dapeng pouted, a businessman is a cheap business, a good man is stupid to become a merchant coolie, not to mention that it is done by incompetent people, except for not being starved to death, there is no future at all as far as a farmer...... cut

At that time, after hearing his son's words, Old Man Xiao, who was a farmer himself, was suddenly so angry that his forehead was exposed, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and asked with a fierce face: "What's wrong with the peasant?" If you can't tell Lao Tzu why, Lao Tzu will break your legs."

I dare to despise you Lao Tzu yet, you kid is really underdrawn

Seeing that his father's face was not good, Xiao Dapeng hurriedly shrunk his neck, smiled, and complimented with a smile: "Agriculture is the foundation of the country, and farmers are the foundation of the fundamentals, but the government oppresses farmers in every way to be farmers, in fact, there is really no big future."

Listening to the kid's boastful talk here, he talked nonsense, and the dog who criticized all the professions was bloody to the end, and still didn't say what he was going to do Old Man Xiao was on the verge of going berserk, clenched his fists, rushed to Xiao Dapeng in one step, and roared in a deep voice: "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"Join the army, go to the army" At that time, Xiao Dapeng, who was only thirteen years old, replied to his father sonorously

"Fart, a good man is not a soldier, a good iron is not a soldier, you kid want to die?" Old Man Xiao angrily slapped Xiao Dapeng's head directly and scolded him

Xiao Dapeng covered his head, and retorted with a snort: "That's what people said, they don't dare to be soldiers, they are afraid of death, so I comforted myself with this sentence I asked the blacksmith, the blacksmith said, good nails, it must be good iron, and the general iron can't be used yet, father, you forgot, the Lingyan Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty, those people in it, but they all came out as soldiers."

Although the voice was not loud, it was listened to by Old Man Xiao

The angry old man looked at the little son with an unconvinced look, opened his mouth, withdrew the raised slap, and then flicked his sleeves and left angrily

Out of the door, Old Man Xiao glanced at Xiao Dapeng, who was still sitting in the room, and smiled in his heart

This is the first time that this little son, who usually only cries and cries, has refuted himself

Moreover, he refuted himself, and he had no power to fight back

Scold...

Old Man Xiao couldn't help laughing, shook his head and left

Three days later, at night, Old Man Xiao handed over his armor and weapons to Xiao Dapeng

Then he patted him on the shoulder and said, stay alive, your mother is still waiting for you at home

After saying this, Old Man Xiao didn't stay any longer, turned around and left

It's just that Xiao Dapeng, who was only thirteen years old when he was about to go out, clearly saw that his father, who was usually fierce and vicious, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face

In the early morning of the second day, Xiao Dapeng followed Li Zheng in the village and left the village where he had lived for thirteen years

Behind him, there is a scene of mother, eldest brother, and younger sister sending each other with tears in their eyes

On that day, the morning light was slightly dewy, and the apricot blossoms beside the green road in the twilight were blooming

When he arrived in the army, Xiao Dapeng fought bravely for several years, and was continuously promoted

By the time he reached twenty-seven, he was already a general from the fifth grade, and Xiao Dapeng, who was more than forty years old, was already a general of Yunlu in the third grade

It's just that the embarrassing thing is that he and Zhanxiong, as well as Wang Wu and Hou Sansi brothers, are the only people in the general corps of the Great Zhou who are illiterate

Thinking of this, although Xiao Dapeng was a little embarrassed in his heart, he was also a little happy

Hehe, fortunately, there is Boss Zhan and they accompany him, otherwise, he will be illiterate by himself, what a shame it would be

On the side, Wu Ningyuan couldn't know what this guy was thinking after seeing the surprised and happy, shy and gloating expression on Aijiang's face

It's just that he doesn't want to read Teng, and besides, this guy must have thought of Zhanxiong and even Hou San, Bai Ding, who can't read a basket of big characters

Wu Ningyuan didn't immediately scold him, but smiled slightly, turned his head, read his gray beard, and said with a smile: "A month ago, Zhanxiong wrote me a letter with a very good style."

After that, Wu Ningyuan smiled sinisterly, secretly glanced at Xiao Dapeng behind him, shook his head and smiled, then hugged the bowl and stepped forward to line up

Behind him, Xiao Dapeng had a snickering smile on his face, and he froze on his face and looked at the prince in front of him dumbfounded, as if he was overturning the river and the sea.

How can it be?

Zhanxiong, can even write? Still literary?

Looking at the proud look of the prince, Xiao Dapeng panicked

Could it be that what the prince said is true?

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Dapeng became more and more panicked in his heart, and became more and more unpleasant

Suddenly, I lost even interest in eating meat

After stuffing the bowl in his hand to the soldier behind him, he turned around and strode away.

Nima's, time will not wait for me

I want to learn, I want to go up every day