In Xue Chongxun's thoughts, it is now necessary to say a few words in public on this occasion, that is, to admonish. But when he thought about the lines and started shouting, he found that the effect was not good, and I am afraid that most people would not be able to hear what he was saying. In the school field of dozens of acres wide, the cold wind blows in the snowflakes, and the sound of the wind affects the sound effect very much, and there is no horn, even if Xue Chongxun stands on a small mound of earth in front of him, his voice has no momentum.

But since it had already begun, he had no choice but to finish the following words together, regardless of whether the soldiers who were far away could hear it or not. In the end, he looked up at the flag fluttering with Tang characters, and said, "For the Tang Dynasty, but also for his own parents and relatives." But the soldiers who heard it were a little moved.

After all, people at this time rarely hear the speeches and rhetoric of politicians with their own ears, and they are true.

I don't know if these words moved the soldiers, maybe many people didn't hear them clearly; But at least one person was touched. This person is not Han, but Murong Yan, a Xianbei person.

Murong Yan saw Xue Chongxun, who was wearing a round-necked official robe, standing on a high mound of earth, facing a large group of Han people who were looking up at him intently, and this scene made her feel that Xue Chongxun's figure was getting taller and taller. She didn't know this kind of politician's fresh sensational tricks, and seeing Xue Chongxun's upright face, she didn't think he was telling a story, although it was just a story.

Many ancients believed that there were gods and goddesses on their heads, and they had a reverent attitude towards the unknown, so they basically did not talk nonsense about their oaths. Murong Yan heard the low magnetic sincere oath, and gently pursed her lips, she was also a little moved, and her heart was sour.

In her heart, the man on the mound was sincere, loyal, calm, powerful, and full of endless kindness to all beings.

"Standing under the banner of the Tang Dynasty and standing under the heroic spirit of the ancestors and ancestors, our Jiannan Army promises to always be loyal to Sheji and brave and unstoppable...... For the sake of Datang, but also for his own father and relatives. ”

These things have no pressure on Xue Chongxun, in his memory, those who are full of male thieves and female prostitutes can burst into tears when raising the national flag, and loyalty to the party and patriotism is a matter of affection in words...... So what's wrong with saying a few lines now?

The Jiannan Army was originally a Long March athlete who had just been recruited, and the generals were young and righteous, and some of them had been moved to kneel in the snow, and they could be so emotional when they looked up at the military flag for the first time.

"The fortunes of the country live forever......" some people in front of them shouted noisily. Xue Chongxun pressed the saber in his hand, took off the official hat on his head, and looked around the army for a long time.

Even he himself was a little moved, but he understood that people are very complicated, especially the bureaucrats and generals who stand at the station, who may be able to be full of sacrificial spirit and dignity at a critical moment, but they cannot stand the temptation of interests, and they cannot stand the temptation of using people's fat and people's cream to wear fine clothes and food.

Murong Yan raised his head and looked at his standing figure, remembering his bravery when he protected himself last night, and sat on the horse for a long time.

At this time, Xue Chongxun walked down from the mound and smiled at Fu Lu: "The Great Minister has seen that the Jiannan Army that is about to garrison the royal city is strictly disciplined, not only will it not bring disasters to the people of Tuyuhun, but it can protect your safety." ”

Fu Lu also felt an invisible power of the Tang army, just as Murong Shi, the king of Khan, said, and he forced a smile: "This is very good, very good. ”

After the bureaucratic envoys inspected it, they turned around and returned to the city, and Xue Chongxun didn't care about the affairs of the army at all, and handed them over to Zhang Wulang.

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Although it was early spring, it was still windy and snowy outside, so Xue Chongxun naturally returned to the detention room to stay. This public house is smaller than the lobby, and you can escape the cold by burning two fires in it and closing the doors and windows.

Now everyone has their own things to do, and Yu Wenxiao seems to have taken someone from the Gendarmerie Department of the Intelligence Bureau to arrest the person who was doing the funeral; Zhang Wulang was preparing for the transfer of the Jiannan Army; And Wang Changling looked at the official documents on the side, and supervised the government affairs in the state and county very carefully, these things really have to be watched, and the government has to be reasonable on the surface, otherwise it will cause a situation of black and white governance, and there will be unexpected troubles with public grievances.

Xue Chongxun has nothing to do, neither the army nor political affairs, nor the case. What he wants to do is to get the right people in the right positions, and then find a way to deal with those who are unhappy with him, such as the former governor of Shan, who was cut down with a knife.

After a while, he took off the sword, which was studded with precious stones, and then found a white silk scarf, and sat down on the kang with his things. There was a swallowtail head case on the kang, he pulled out the horizontal knife, put the scabbard on the case, picked up the white silk and began to carefully wipe the blade.

This thing will rust after a long time, and it can be maintained better by rubbing it with a little oil. For a state official like Xue Chongxun, it is difficult to have the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand in person, but if it happens, it is a life-threatening job, just like last night. So it's better to be a little prepared.

And when he wipes the blade, he will have the illusion of wiping a wine glass in a bar, and he feels good and calm.

Suddenly found that there was a gap in the blade, Xue Chongxun raised his hand, looked at it carefully for a while, and the fight scene at that time came to his mind, remembering that it was the piece that was cut off when he blocked it with a knife, and the sharper the blade, the easier it was to be damaged.

Bai Wuchang was installing strings on the side, and everyone in the daytime had something to do. She couldn't help but smile when she saw that Xue Chongxun was also bored picking up his horizontal knife and doing some trivial things.

At this time, when Xue Chongxun looked at the blade of the knife, he said on a whim: "The horizontal knife is very useful, but the design of this knife is flawed, there are few blood grooves on both sides, and it is not easy to pull out if you stab it in, and it is not easy to pull it out, and the lethality is not good...... Seventh sister, come and polish the ink for me. ”

Bai Wuchang said unhappily: "Didn't you see that people are busy? ”

Xue Chongxun said: "Hurry up, you don't have to spend money to eat and live in the state government?" Do things to pay for food. ”

"Stingy!" Bai Wuchang dropped the strings, but still stood up, knelt on the kang and obediently sharpened the ink. She said she didn't want to, but she was actually willing to do things with Xue Chongxun, although she only played the role of a girl who grinded ink.

Xue Chongxun unfolded the rice paper and began to draw. The Xue family is a big family, he was exposed to everything a little when he was a child, although Danqing is not good at it, but he still understands the basic brushwork, and he still has the appearance of drawing a horizontal knife.

After designing the blood tank, his thinking was stimulated, and he felt that the things in his memories of his previous life were still promising. You can't get a telegraph, a generator, a steam engine, or anything like that, but you can modify a weapon, for example. The horizontal knife has a blood groove, and the lethality should be greater...... The disadvantage is that it can be easily learned by the surrounding enemy countries, and this thing has no technical content.

He thought about it, and then he thought about firearms. How do you make a musket barrel? He hadn't studied mechanics, he didn't really have much research on it, and he didn't know how to purify the composition of gunpowder.

Cannon? There are also technical requirements. He suddenly thought, if there is a cannonball that can explode, is it useful to throw it with a catapult?

Xue Chongxun suddenly thought of the stone castle city, although the castle on the cliff was easy to defend and difficult to attack, but if there was the Ming Dynasty's Hongyi cannon bombarding indiscriminately, the fortress was only so large, and it was estimated that it would be directly bombed into ruins. The problem is that the Hongyi cannon is the product of the development of ballistics and other sciences to a certain extent, and it is impossible for Xue Chongxun to build it now, and he can't get it out of any amount of money.

And the rest of the world is much more backward than the Tang Dynasty, and there is no way to talk about importing weapons.

After thinking about it, he thought of the "poison gas bomb" characteristic of the Ming Dynasty, and mixed arsenic, croton, crane top red and other things into the cannonball and threw them into the city...... Smoke fills the air, spitting up and down. I'm afraid it's more effective than taking people to attack? Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Xue Chongxun's mouth, imagine that the poisonous gas in the stone castle like a big turtle is diffused for several days, not for a few days, a month and two months? The people inside have to go crazy if they don't die.

However, according to the treaty signed by Tuyuhun in the Tang Dynasty, the responsibility for the siege of the city was the responsibility of the Tuyuhun people. Xue Chongxun wanted to make a batch of weapons to support the Tuyuhun army, but he felt that he was making wedding clothes for others; Why don't you let the Tang army find a way to drop bombs and let the Tuyuhun people die. In this way, when the imperial court counted the merits, the great achievements of Xiashibao City must be indispensable to his Xue Chongxun.

Xue Chongxun can do whatever he wants, and when he gets down from the kang, "I'll go see Fu Lu and discuss the specific matters." ”

It is not difficult to discuss this matter, the Tang army took the initiative to help them attack the city, and they did not want conditions, what reason did they have to refuse?

Xue Chongxun put on his boots, came out of the signing room, and went directly down the corridor to Fulu's residence. They moved into the state government last night, and they were all in the same courtyard, so it was more convenient to see Fulu.

Suddenly came out of the warm signing room with a charcoal fire, and was still a little cold when the cool breeze blew on his body. Xue Chongxun sighed, and suddenly the white mist was like smoking, he pulled his placket and quickened his pace.

The corridor was covered with snow, and at the end there was a row of houses, and Fulu was arranged here in a suite, with a public case and a warm pavilion. The place is naturally narrower and older than the hotel, and the advantage is that it is safe, and there are people in the yamen to defend it at any time.

Xue Chongxun knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, only to see Murong Yan standing at the door. Xue Chongxun asked, "What about the big minister?" ”

Murong Yan said: "He went out with the guards. As soon as she said that she had gone out, her expression was a little strange, and her breathing seemed to be uneasy.

Xue Chongxun was stunned when he saw his expression, and a slight ripple suddenly rippled in his heart.

Murong Yan lowered her head, lightly pressed her chest with her fingers, and said slowly and intermittently: "It's windy outside, why don't you come in and avoid the cold and wait for him for a while?" ”

Xue Chongxun was silent for a while, and said in his heart: It's just sitting, it's not a big deal, can I still be more feudal and old-fashioned than the current people? So he replied, "Well, I have something to discuss with him, so I'll wait a moment." ”

After saying that, seeing Murong Yan get out of the way, he gently lifted the hem of his robe and stepped into the threshold. G