On this beautiful afternoon, after a strenuous exercise, I got drunk on my lap and slept comfortably. When he opened his eyes again and woke up, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Lord Li sent someone to inquire about the arrangements for the wedding process, and after washing, Shi Shiran came to the VIP lounge under the leadership of the etiquette personnel of Zhenwu Army.

General Zhao Pingzhao, as the groom, did not have time to receive guests, so naturally he was not present, and Master Hu of Hujiazhai presided over the reception on his behalf, and introduced the local tyrants in the various villages present to Lord Li one by one. When the local tyrants saw the court officials, they naturally admired them one after another, so I won't mention it here.

Li Zhuanmei also found out that Lanzhou Thorn Shi Tang Qun also sent a staff member to congratulate him, and he couldn't help but smile.

This is not a snub to Lord Li, because the identity of Master Hu in Hutong is a little different tonight.

In ancient times, when people got married, both parents were a very important qualification, even if the parents were not there, there must be elders in the family to officiate the wedding. If there is Li Hongji and Master Li as an elder on the bride's side, then there is no problem, but Zhao Ping's hometown has long been destroyed by the war, and now there is no way to find any elders.

It just so happened that the Zhenwu Army was going to be stationed next to Hujiazhai for a long time in the future, in order to make the people of Hujiazhai feel relieved, Zhao Ping, who was only 17 years old in secular age, recognized Master Hu as an elder with a different surname, and the reason was to casually talk nonsense such as "everyone's ancestors are Han people from Hanzhong", and let Master Hu, as the patriarch of the male family, manage the wedding on his behalf.

Thousands of Sensen iron riders are building a village at the door of their house, and their general is going to get married, how dare Master Hu not be satisfied.

There were two VIP seats on the VIP seat, and Master Hu had just arranged for Master Li to sit down, and another wave of VIPs arrived. Li Zhuanmei opened her eyes and was taken aback.

Why is Sang Weihan here too?

Could it be that this Zhao Ping and Shi Jingjiao also hooked up?

Of course, people who can be big officials are generally very well-educated, not as superficial as slings, although Lord Li's heart fluctuates, his face is unusually calm, smiling and looking at Sang Weihan's short body, his hands clasped into fists and greeted Master Hu.

After Sang Weihan and Master Hu said hello, he raised his head, and saw Li Zhuanmei and Master Li at a glance, and immediately said sorry to the other local tyrants around him, and walked forward quickly to Lord Li's seat, bowing down and smiling.

There's something special about it here.

Sang Weihan's official position in the Later Tang Dynasty was very low, and even if he entered the shogunate of the Hedong Jiedu envoy, he could not be regarded as a high-level official in front of the real court officials. Therefore, according to Tang etiquette, if it is a real lower official to see the upper official salute, it must bow more than 90 degrees, if the difference between the two levels is too large, the lower official side should bow down.

And now Sang Weihan took the initiative to give a salute to Master Li, which can only be regarded as the basic etiquette of a scholar when the younger generation sees the seniors. Sang Weihan is in his thirties, and Li Zhuanmei is in his fifties, so it is very polite to take the initiative to come up and say hello. And Sang Weihan bowed down, only about fifteen degrees of slight leaning forward, but it was a kind of etiquette between friends of the same generation who did not know each other.

Sang Weihan's attitude is actually very clear, you are from the Tang Dynasty, I am from the Jin Dynasty, I don't care how big an official you are, we can't talk about whose official is big and whose official is small. I am the first to give you a salute, mainly because you are old, I am a scholar, and it is appropriate for the younger generation to take the initiative to greet the seniors, but my talent is not inferior to you, and my future is not worse than yours, so it is not a disadvantage to treat you as a junior.

Li Zhuanmei is not stupid, and she also knows Sang Weihan's outstanding talent. In the official history, after Li Zhuanmei destroyed the country in the Later Tang Dynasty, he entered the Later Jin Dynasty as an official, and his official rank was below Sang Weihan.

So Li Zhuanmei also hurriedly got off the chair, stood on the ground, and greeted Sang Weihan with the same courtesy.

"Master Li hasn't seen him for a long time, but his demeanor is still the same, and he must be more talented."

"Where is it, Master Sang is proud of the spring breeze and has an unlimited future, he is really envious of the old man."

"Hahahaha"

"Hahahaha"

The two of them each have ghosts, look at each other and smile, sincere and happy.

"Who, Mulberry-sama, remember? It's the brother-in-law of the King of Hejian, who competed with Master Sang for the singer surnamed Chen in Lianxianglou, and had a big fight, the old man happened to be present at the time, and slapped the kid, remember? ”

"I remember that at that time, Sang was soft-spoken, thank you Lord Li for your help. But the younger generation remembers, it seems that that Master Li made a move that time, it seems that it was because the gentleman boy drank too much and accidentally touched the singer surnamed Wang that Lord Li liked. After all, Sang and Master Li were not familiar with each other at that time, but in any case, thank you Lord Li for helping the younger generation out of the siege. ”

"Oh, is it? The old man is old and doesn't remember much. Actually, what I want to say is that the kid fell into the river this spring and drowned. ”

"Really? Great, the wicked will be rewarded in the end. Did Master Lee drown him? ”

"Where, where, although the king of the river has lost power, the old man is not the kind of person who falls into the well, it's just that the singer who plagues the major Qinglou all day long is really too unorthodox"

"yes, yes, God can't see him anymore. By the way, I heard that later the singer surnamed Chen married Lord Liao of the Ministry of Rites and became a concubine? ”

The two court officials, well, are the two court officials of the two dynasties, sitting next to each other, holding each other's hands tightly, as if they were two best friends, chattering about you and me, without any scruples, talking about all kinds of gossip things on the previous Fengyue field, which made the local tyrants next to them who pricked up their ears and listened carefully looked confused.

You don't listen, it seems to be very rude, you can't afford to offend any of them, listen, hehehe

Even Jing Yanguang next to him couldn't listen to it anymore, so under the pretext of going to the toilet, he walked out of the VIP room, walked out of Hujiazhai all the way, and stood under a big tree on a high ground to enjoy the cool breeze.

The scenery of this place is good, sitting east to west, condescending, and the scenery of the prairie is clear at a glance. The sun is about to set in the west, and the sky is already full of red clouds.

In the distance, on the grassland, two or three hundred Zhenwu soldiers were practicing riding in formation. Jing Yanguang knew at a glance that these were soldiers from infantry, and their horseback riding skills were really not flattering. However, it was these two-hung cavalry who lined up in a neat array, and under the constant mobilization of whistles, they lined up closely together in a dense formation, like a large triangular iron stream, rushing left and right on the grassland, unstoppable.

Jing Yanguang has been studying the military formation for many years, and at this time, he can also see that if these cavalry are all dressed in heavy cavalry armor, it is really powerful to rush into formation, even if Jing Yanguang himself leads a heavy cavalry of the same number to attack in front, I am afraid that he will be defeated at the first touch.

Why do you feel this way? Jing Yanguang couldn't see anything for a while, but he felt a chill down his spine.

This Zhao Ping's real ability, I'm afraid it's in the military array, no wonder he can resist the impact of thousands of Khitan soldiers in a row.

"The new army of Zhenwu was initially established, and it cannot be compared with the iron cavalry of the Jin army, does General Jing have any advice?"

Jing Yanguang looked back and saw Zhao Ping getting off the horse and walking towards him with a smile.

Zhao Ping was wearing a bright red groom suit, with a bulging upper body, presumably the breastplate was also worn inside.

"Hello General Zhao, this general is watching the formation of the Zhenwu army, and it seems that he has a lot of knowledge in it."

"General Jing has a good eye, these are the long-lost Warring States Ancient Formation, I just use them to train soldiers."

"Warring States Ancient Formation?"

"Yes, the Western Zhou Dynasty countries like to use the chariot array, and later the Zhao Wuling King of the Zhao State advocated the "Hufu cavalry shooting", and the car array was turned into a horse array, and the Zhao State has greatly increased its force so far, conquering both sides of the Yellow River, killing the Lin Hu and Lou Fu clans, and opening up thousands of miles. ”

"That was more than a thousand years ago."

"Yes, more than a thousand years have passed, and how many ancient formations have been lost." I saw Zhao Ping looking back at Jing Yanguang's eyes, his eyes were blazing, and he continued: "General Jing knows that Zhao Guo had a population of one million at that time, and there were only 500,000 men and young, so how could he pull out an army of hundreds of thousands of people at every turn? Don't soldiers need to be trained? ”

"Could it be because of the ancient formation?

"Nature."

"General Zhao is a descendant of Zhao?"

"Zhao Ping is the fifty-seventh generation descendant of Zhao Xie, the last emperor of Zhao State!"