Chai Baochen completed the handover of military affairs and Xuanfu Chengxuan's political envoy department, and together with Yunlin, he led a team of 200 people in the direction of the Beijing Division. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Xuanfu is the gateway to Beijing, and it takes about three or four days to walk from Xuanfu to Jingshi. Along the way, the team was excited. Some of them have been soldiers for five or six years, and they never thought that they would be able to go to Beijing in their lives, and they would be reviewed by the emperor.

Chai Baochen was also very excited, he had only been to Beijing once in his previous life, and he didn't know what the ancient Jingshi was like. But Beijing during the Ming Dynasty must not have had so much haze, and there were many royal complexes, so you can feast your eyes on it.

After walking for a day, Chai Baochen felt very tired, although the soldiers usually underwent devilish training, but they were also mortal in the flesh, although in the spring, everyone did not feel sweating profusely. So he thought about boosting morale, but what was the best way to do it? Sing a song.

He told the team to stop, set up camp, and bury the pot to cook. He gathered the soldiers together and announced, "Gather them all here because I have something to announce. Before announcing it, I would like to ask, who can sing? ”

When he asked, there was an uproar. The soldiers talked and sang, yes or not? I can only hum a little song. If you want me to sing, I can't sing it.

Chai Baochen pressed down with his hand and motioned for the soldiers to calm down, this group of soldiers had very high military quality, and immediately quieted down.

Chai Baochen continued: "Songs can relieve people's mental fatigue, so we should be able to sing. In view of this, I will teach you a simple song, the name of the song is "One, Two, Three, Four". ”

"One, two, three, four, can you sing it?" The soldiers were surprised, but they only thought silently in their hearts, and no one whispered anymore.

Chai Baochen waved his hand to everyone and said, "Next, I'll sing a sentence and everyone will sing along and learn, okay?" ”

The soldiers replied in unison: "Good! "Sonic Shock Stratus.

"Good. And that's where it begins. One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four is like a song, singing here and here, singing and shaking...... "Chai Baochen sings more and more energetically."

When the soldiers began to learn, there were still some people who twisted and pinched, and after listening to Chai Baochen sing it again, they were all fascinated by this majestic military song. These lyrics are so simple, although the cultural quality of the soldiers is very low, but they understand the meaning of the words, and the soldiers practice their skills hard to protect their families and defend the country? Maybe before they learned the song, they thought that being a soldier was all about military service and having enough to eat. But now it's different, and they're aware of the responsibility they have on their shoulders.

Yesterday this army was only a strong force, but today, it is not only capable of fighting tough battles, but also has a soul. In the future, no matter how much the team encounters setbacks, he will not perish.

The soldiers sang happily, and for the first time they experienced the joy that the collective brings to the individual. Chai Baochen saw them so happy, thinking about more cultural and entertainment programs in the future. After all, a military career is hard.

What Chai Baochen didn't know was that after this incident, many soldiers fell in love with singing, and many became his fans.

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Where there is a river, there is civilization, and at noon the next day, the army marched to the chicken station. Jimingyi is west of the Yellow River and backed by Jiming Mountain. It is the first major station of the Xuanfu into Beijing, the post office, the post warehouse is fully functional, can receive past officials, merchants, can also transmit information, and is also an important military castle.

The horse bell sounded, the dust was rolling, and I saw the post man with a token hanging on his waist riding a fast horse, mailing official documents in a hurry. There are also many merchants who trek all the way and stop here. From time to time, a caravan of horses came over, carrying boxes of goods to complete their escort mission. The ancient charm of the rooster song station still exists.

The army arrived at the Jiming Post and stayed, and the scene here was even more spectacular. Chai Baochen asked Master Yunlin to stay at the post station to command the army, and he wanted to go into the city to buy some daily necessities and medicines. After all, the army set off too hastily, and Chai Baochen was still inexperienced in marching, so he didn't bring a lot of things, so he had to go into the city to buy them. Fortunately, this army received a full salary before Lord Wang returned to Beijing to report on his work, so Chai Baochen still had some money on hand.

Walking into the city and seeing the well-built blue brick houses and some good-looking earthen houses, Chai Baochen's heart gushed with inexplicable excitement. The buildings are so beautiful. It embodies the taste of a city, simple and heavy, which can arouse the nostalgia of a wanderer.

After walking for a while, Chai Baochen found that the ancient city was overall square, with two east-west streets running through the city, and two north-south streets dividing the city into a "well" shape. The road is easy to recognize, and it is also convenient to quickly mobilize troops and transport equipment to defend the city in wartime.

In the end, Chai Baochen found an interesting phenomenon, there was no city gate in the north. It must be to prevent the invasion of ethnic minorities, but it can also block the strong north wind when it is cold.

Chai Baochen did not wear a military uniform when he entered the city, but changed into an ordinary person's outfit, mainly because he did not want to attract attention and cause unnecessary trouble. He hired a carriage and bought it as he walked. The city has a lot of flavor. In the middle of the line, I suddenly saw several Mongols, who were shouting and arguing loudly around a shop, as if something had happened.

Chai Baochen approached, asked the people who were watching, looked at it for a while, and figured out what happened. The owner of this shop is surnamed Wang and runs a tea business. The Mongol Warat envoys went to Beijing to pay tribute, and at this time they returned and lived in the city. A few Mongolians met up on the street to buy something and bring it back to their families. As they walked, they came to Boss Wang's shop.

As soon as Boss Wang saw the guests coming to the door, it didn't matter what Mongolian or Han people were, as long as he could buy something, he had to greet him with a smile. These Mongolians picked out several bags of tea, but when they had to pay, they were dumbfounded, it turned out that these bags of tea were all of the best quality, and a total of one hundred taels of silver should be paid.

They spoke Mongolian for a while, and suddenly a few people turned around and walked away with tea leaves. Boss Wang saw that the situation was not right, how could he rob things in broad daylight? He grabbed one of the Mongols and shouted, "Grab something!" Come on, help! ”

His shout immediately attracted many neighbors, and everyone surrounded these Mongols with benches and hoes. Boss Wang said: "Don't let them run away, they robbed me of a hundred taels of silver." ”

When everyone heard this, they became even more angry. In wartime, you come to burn and kill, and when you don't fight, you come to rob, and a few strong men pick up the bench and go up to fight. The Mongols were big and had heavy fists, and at first they were inseparable from a few strong men. Later, many people joined in the group fight, and in the end, the Mongols could not resist it. A young man rounded the bench and threw it at the head of a Mongol, who stretched out his elbow to block it, only to hear a "click" and break his arm.

He wailed in pain like a pig. Several other Mongolians were frightened by this situation, they no longer fought, but helped the injured Mongolian to the door of the tea shop and sat on the ground without getting up, and put down the tea they had robbed before, and demanded that Boss Wang pay 1,000 taels in compensation before leaving.

Boss Wang was willing to take this unjust money, and his own decent operation was robbed. It's not yourself who beats people, so why pay for the medical bills yourself? As a result, the two sides quarreled. Chai Baochen also figured out the whole story.

"Dang, dang!" With a few gongs, a squad of soldiers rushed over and surrounded the tea shop. The soldiers made another way, and the people followed the procession to see the county officials, the chief bookkeeper, the canonical history, the constitutional secretary, and the three classes and six room officials, all rushed over.

The county Cheng checked the situation and found that no one died, and said "good thing". Then he waved his hand, and Dian Shi stood up and sang loudly: "Lord County Cheng ordered, in today's street brawl, both sides of the main case will be arrested and brought to justice, and idlers will avoid it!" ”

When the onlookers heard this, they immediately scattered as birds and beasts. The officials put Boss Wang and the Mongols in a set of iron chains, and they were about to escort them back. At this time, the chief bookkeeper found that there was still a person standing at the door of the store, and with a finger of his hand, the official rushed towards Chai Baochen, still holding him with an iron chain.

Chai Baochen smiled slightly, turned around and told the coachman, "I will put the things I bought here first, and I will come back to pick them up in an hour." Don't go anywhere, just drink some tea and eat some snacks here, and I'll pay when I get back. ”

The county man noticed Chai Baochen at this time, and he turned his head to look at Chai Baochen. I saw that Chai Baochen was wearing a linen clothes, although the clothes were cleanly washed, but he was clearly only a weak crown in his early twenties, and a person of this age was only a showman at most, what else would he do. I couldn't help but sneer in my heart, "It's really a fighting turtle among the turtles, I haven't seen the world, and I want to come back in an hour, it's just a fool's dream!" ”