"Dare to ask Childe, what kind of errand is that?" Captain Ren asked with a puzzled face, in fact, when he chose to join the army, he really had a big quarrel with the old man at home, how did the old father think about him? How many people can be honored as a marquis and worship the prime minister on the march? Eight + nine out of ten are just buried in the wilderness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But in his heart, he admires Wei and Huo Zhiyi.

Straddle the horse, hold the blade, and crisscross the battlefield, that is the true character of a man. If it weren't for the fact that he was the second son, I am afraid that even if the old father in the family forcibly locked him up, he would not let him join the army.

Now the Sikong boy in front of him said that he has another errand for himself, and he can even compare to Wei and Huo, in the year of the total horn, even if he is the son of Sikong, what kind of errand can he give him? How weird.

"Brother Cong hasn't told me the name yet."

"Ren first, the word Zhongying."

"Hmm.... Brother Zhong Ying should know about the bet between my uncle and me. ”

"Naturally, Jiayan lost two acres of paddy fields to his son."

"The return to the army is imminent, just in time for the season when the rice flowers are in full bloom, Brother Zhong Ying does not go to the Juntun paddy field to have a look at the festival. As for what errands to do, you might as well read it and talk about it. ”

Ren Xian waited to ask again, but Cao Pi didn't give him a chance, and reflexively returned to the tent.

Although Chen Sanlang is clever, he is illiterate after all, and to manage paddy fields on a large scale, he has to be a figure like Ren Xian, who has a family history and can read and write. On the low couch in the tent, Cao Pi was thinking in his heart.

Cao Jun was stationed in Anzhong County for five days, during which Cao Cao would enter the county seat every day and evening to have a banquet with the local squires, according to Guo Jia, the large and small clans in Anzhong City were rushing to lend grain to Cao Jun, and none of them asked for return, all of them asked for farmland in Yanzhou.

This is also expected, Zhang Ji and Zhang Xiu's uncle and nephew took Xiliang soldiers into Nanyang in the past few years, and they really didn't do anything good, first with Liu Biao, and then with Cao Cao, a few years to make Nanyang unpeaceful, except for a few Nanyang clans to please Zhang Xiu, most of the clans dare to be angry and dare not speak, if it weren't for the fact that their lives were in Nanyang County, maybe they would have left long ago.

Now Cao Cao bluntly said that he exchanged grain for land, returned it to the household, and escorted it to Yanzhou, how can there be a reason not to leave, some people in these clans have seeds, as long as there is land and households, they can take root wherever they go. What's more, Cao Cao also promised that those who moved to Yanzhou would be exempt from taxes for three years, which would be enough for them to recover, so why not do such a good thing?

After all, that's the territory of the dynasty! It's much safer than Nanyang. Cao Cao has been entering Anzhong non-stop for the past few days, and he is also taking people to count the number of clans and their clans to be migrated.

At the same time, the man surnamed Qiu, who was surnamed Qiu, would take the people back to the camp with a pile of baggage. In order to prevent the march from being eroded by wind and rain, these baggage are covered with linen soaked in animal fat, which is used for waterproofing, which is very common in any dynasty in ancient times, which is why in ancient times wars like surprise attacks to burn grain and grass, and whether it is literature or history books, grain and grass are just a point, without him, the oil cloth is flammable.

With a layer of tarpaulin waterproof, most of the baggage tied to the driftwood was not soaked by the water in the culvert and could not be eaten, and only a small part of the unwrapped grain and grass was scattered, so Cao Jun's baggage did not suffer too much loss.

On the fifth night of Anzhong's stationing, Cao Cao summoned Cao Pi to the tent of the Chinese army.

In the big tent, Cao Cao sat behind a long case, Guo Jia sat behind a case on the side, and Qiu Lang, a man in a robe, stood aside. Seeing Cao Pi come in, Guo Jia slightly bowed his hand, Qiu Lang was indifferent, and Cao Cao beckoned Cao Pi to sit down behind the case opposite Guo Jia.

After Cao Pi sat down, Cao Cao stroked his beard and said, "Wen Ruo sent a letter from Xu Du, saying that Yuan Benchu had frequently transferred troops in Qingzhou, and we would return to the army tomorrow." Zhang Xiuzi, the people in this place have lost their hearts, and they have a bad relationship with Liu Biao, so there is no need to be afraid. Within a year, if you don't seek refuge, you can only degenerate into a thief. ”

"Father is wise." Cao Pi knew that Cao Cao had a following, so he slapped a horse and listened to it.

"After returning to Xudu, the first task is to appease the families of the soldiers who died in the war and reward the meritorious soldiers, but this expedition, my son also has merit, if it is not for my son to mention Jia Xu this person is insidious, my army is afraid that there will be a lot of sons buried in a foreign land, this merit will be rewarded, but my son has not yet been crowned, and can not be on the table of the court to reward a young man, not to mention the orphan heir. Thinking about it for the father, he wanted to give a thing to my son here, so that he would be regarded as a reward, and when he arrived in Xudu, he would no longer be rewarded. ”

"Thank you, father, the child is ashamed!" At this time, you must not be hypocritical, Cao Cao is obviously happy because he is good at thinking, so he gives some sweetness to make himself make persistent efforts, and the private gift is from his father's encouragement, not a commonplace reward for subordinates, at this time, it will hurt his father's heart.

Cao Cao smiled and made a gesture to Qiu Langjiang, who immediately picked up an object from the ground behind him and walked towards Cao Pi.

Cao Pi fixed his eyes and saw that this thing was a four-foot sheathed Han sword. The hilt and scabbard of the sword are golden, which is a very advanced gilding process in the Han Dynasty, that is, the gold powder and mercury are synthesized into a kind of "gold amalgamation", which is coated on the utensils, and then the mercury is evaporated by baking and heating, and the gold powder is left on the surface of the utensils. It's very beautiful. Moreover, the hilt of this Han sword is cast with the pattern of the dragon and phoenix chasing the sun and the moon, which is extremely exquisite. Above the scabbard there is a big Han Dynasty character "Yan".

Qiu Lang put the sword in front of Cao Pi, although the sword was not unsheathed, but Cao Pi, who was still three feet away from him, could also feel a cold air. But I heard Cao Cao say: "This sword is called 'Yan', and it is in the ancient tomb of the Marquis of An. It is an eight-sided Han sword forged by a hundred forges, its sharpness is rare in the world, because my father knows that my son likes swordsmanship, and he is to reward this sword for my son. ”

100 forged steel! It means that it has been folded and created by the white child. This is the pinnacle of the forging process of the Han Dynasty, and it is good to have thirty forgings for the general ring head knife. No matter who this sword named 'Yan' falls on, it is a treasure that can be passed down to the family. And this is an eight-sided Han sword, which is exactly the sword that Cao Pi dreamed of. Cao Cao gave this sword as a gift, which is enough to show that Cao Pi is now in his heart.

Cao Pi got up to thank Cao Cao after receiving it, and Cao Cao encouraged him a few more words before letting Cao Pi leave and go back to rest.

After Cao Pi left, Guo Jia opened his mouth and said: "Sikong, I don't know how long this sword has been placed in the ancient tomb, the yin aura is deep, and there is a risk of disturbing the master!" ”

Cao Cao smiled and said, "It's just a matter of ghosts and gods." Feng Xiao didn't see Wu'er in the past two years, as if he had opened Su Hui, not only proficient in the game, but also more and more alert. According to the ghosts and gods, it is also the reincarnation of the sages, how can a sword hinder him for half a point. ”

At the same time, Cao Pi pulled out the Yan in the tent and watched it carefully: "Tut-tut, the eight-sided Han sword, the width is not more than 4 cm, the thickness... It's not more than 1 centimeter, it's long and thin, and the penetration is beyond doubt.... It's just a little cold... This kind of sword has to be kept farther away when sleeping, otherwise it is easy to get the 'yang deficiency' mentioned in traditional Chinese medicine..... In this era, there is a lack of medical treatment and medicine, and yang deficiency will make people die! ”