Chapter Seventy-Three: Eyu Bide

Huan Huan thought that Liu Er was here to see him off, but he didn't expect that he was ordered by Wang Mengyao.

"Sanniang? Is her wound good? Wang Dong was a little worried about whether the wound would leave a scar on her neck.

Liu Erdao: "Don't worry, Sanniang's injury is fine." ”

Hearing Liu Er's words, Wang Dong also put his mind at ease, only to see that Liu Er groped around his waist for a while, and finally took out something like a bamboo pipe and handed it to Wang Dong.

"This is Sanniang's letter."

"Letter?" Wang Donghu suspiciously took the bamboo pipe-like thing, studied it for a long time, pulled it out, and a page of rolled paper lay quietly in it.

Wang Dong took out the paper and slowly unfolded it.

The paper is not big, there are a few lines of small characters, and the words written are not complicated, and there are similarities with modern simplified characters, and Wang Dong can also recognize them.

"Seeing the letter is like meeting, this trip is difficult and dangerous, I hope that you will cherish it, Lang Jun has no reason, and the jade will not go away."

There were only two crosses, and after reading it, Wang Dong frowned. The first three sentences, it is not too difficult for him to understand, but these last two sentences? It made him a little confused.

Just as he was about to ask the seventh prince on the side, Liu Er said again: "This piece of jade is also what Sanniang asked me to give to you." ”

I saw Liu second-hand, I don't know when there was an extra piece of beautiful jade, with a colorful ribbon as a ribbon, and handed it to Wang Dong.

Another gift? This time, Wang Dong learned to be obedient, and with the "lesson from the past", Wang Dong saw what "ribbon" again, and immediately hid far away, looked at Qigong with a vigilant face, and asked: "Qigong, isn't this a token of love?" ”

I saw the seven referendums with a look of disdain: "Can't you see the difference between this ribbon and the sachet?" ”

"It's good if not." Wang Dong breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to take the piece of beautiful jade and said, "Thank you Sanniang, before leaving, you gave me such an expensive gift, and I don't know how much it is worth." Wang Dong thought in his heart, jade has been a good thing since ancient times, and it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

"Money money money, money knows money!" Unexpectedly, the seventh prince on the side actually reprimanded, "You deliberately want to go against Sanniang, yes or no?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, dazed.

"Jade, is a symbol of morality, Sanniang this time with jade Bide, presented to you, is to praise your character, and even repeatedly told in the letter 'Lang Jun has no reason, jade does not go to the body', if you dare to sell it......"

"Okay, okay, Qigong, I understand." Wang Dong patted his chest and promised, "I won't sell this jade if I kill it, there is a way that it is better to be broken than to be broken, since Sanniang appreciates me so much, of course I can't let her down." ”

Although he said this, Wang Dong was thinking in his heart: "These ancients are really eating the ancients. It's just a piece of jade, and you don't need to bring out so many big truths to teach people. ”

"Hmph, you have some conscience when you say this!" Qigong finally stopped making trouble.

"Take care all the way!" Liu Er said, jumped on the horse, galloped away, and Wang Dong was envious.

He has a horse, but he can only see it and can't ride it, it's really a tyrannical thing.

"Let's go."

So under the urging of the Seventh Duke, Wang Dong had to go on the road again. At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them rested for a while, calculating that there were still about seven or eight miles away from the new army camp set up by the United Army Mansion.

After hastily eating some coarse grains, Wang Dong came to the horse and took out the sandbag.

"What are you doing?" Qigong was puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of strange thing Wang Dong was holding in his hand.

Wang Dongdao; "Anyway, it's walking, so let's exercise."

While speaking, Wang Dong tied the sandbag to his calf, and finally put on loose trousers, so that outsiders could not see the mystery of Wang Dong at all.

After tying it up, Wang Dong stood up and took two steps, frowning slightly: "Huh? Why doesn't the weight feel right? "The ten-pound sandbag, although it is relatively heavy, Wang Dong is still a little mentally prepared.

But when the two sandbags were armed, Wang Dong felt that it was not like that, not to mention that he had run, but it was more difficult to walk.

"Is my body really so bad?" Wang Dong secretly speculated in his heart.

In fact, Wang Dong didn't realize at the moment that there was an essential difference between the "ten catties" in his thinking and the "ten catties" in Datang. As the saying goes, "half a catty and eight taels", that is, one catty in ancient times is equal to sixteen taels now.

Wang Dong ordered it according to the measurement of the 21st century, but the weight of the sandbag should be about 16 catties, which is more than half of the weight. This is the real reason why Wang Dong feels wrong.

But Wang Dong didn't realize this yet, he just thought that his body was too bad.

"I'm really going to work hard in the future." Wang Dong sighed in his heart.

"Okay, no, it's time to go!" The voice of Qigong came from behind him.

Wang Dong replied: "I'll be here soon." ”

The mouth is relaxed, but now he can't get up "immediately" at all, on his legs, there are more than 30 pounds of sandbags tied, no matter how hard he tries, he can't go as fast as Qigong.

Along the way, Wang Dong felt like his legs were filled with lead, and he was sweating profusely after a while. During this period, Qigong also proposed to let Wang Dong untie the sandbag, but Wang Dong refused very firmly.

Therefore, the road that was originally planned to be completed in more than an hour ended up taking more than two hours, and it was not until 10 p.m. that they arrived at the new army registration office of the United Military Office.

At this moment, Wang Dong's legs were weak, standing on the ground, both legs would tremble involuntarily, which showed how different his physical consumption was after the weight-bearing march.

Ten feet away, flags fluttered at the check-in area, and in the distance, you could see groups of soldiers patrolling the camp. From time to time, a few new recruits would come to report before the reporting office, and then they would be led to the rear to settle down.

Qigong and Wang Dong walked to the front of the registration office, and the officer in charge of the audit glanced at Wang Dong and said, "You two are both new soldiers who came to report?" ”

Qigong waved his hand: "I'm not, he is." ”

As he spoke, Qigong took out Wang Dong's "military post" from his arms, and then handed it over to the officer.

"Wang Dong?" The officer looked at the military post and looked at Wang Dong here, "Recommended by the head of the Wang family?" When he saw the introducer, the officer couldn't help but be stunned, the head of the Wang family has a very high reputation in Jinyang, and this officer is naturally like thunder to Wang Funan's name.

"Is there anything wrong with this military master?"

"Oh no." The officer came back to his senses and said, "This old man, since the man has been brought, you can go back." You, go over there with him and do a test. Pointing at Wang Dong, the officer said.

"Testing?" Wang Dong was stunned.

"You take your time, and I'll go back to the house and report to the head of the house." After that, Qigong, whose responsibility has been completed, turned around and turned back along the way he came.