The first wind and rain drifted away

Bazhou, the county ya.

The first rays of light had not yet bloomed from the clouds, and in the fresh air, two young figures waved their swords in the wide courtyard.

The blade whistled through the air, slicing at the stake, sawdust flying.

The scorching sweat covered the shoulders and backs, slowly sliding down with the movement of the muscles.

On the branches of the bare branches in the courtyard, the last yellow leaf withered and fell, and was carried up by the waving knife wind, and floated for a while.

As they fell to the ground, a slight sound of footsteps could be heard behind them.

The two officials held a neatly folded red robe, a red and white belt, a scarf, white socks and black shoes, and a black official hat, and stopped a few steps away.

The two of them put away their knives and smiled, then washed and changed.

After a few moments, they talked and walked towards the county cafeteria.

"Brother Qihua's sword technique is wide open and closed, is it a family heirloom?"

On the way, Lu Xiangsheng's cousin Lu Xinrong asked with some gossip.

Nowadays, there are very few scholars in the Ming Dynasty who learn literature and martial arts, unless they are a few children of the Jiangmen family.

So when he asked, he was basically tactfully inquiring into people's family backgrounds.

"The family is strict and the family is the body of the people, how can there be any family heirlooms?

It's just that I was fortunate enough to get a teacher's guidance, and I was young and angry.

However, Boyu has Lu Du's long-term teachings, and his skills are extraordinary, and he believes that this martial arts will be able to shine. ”

Wu Chengfeng smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, and calmly said his humble family background.

In his eyes, this is nothing.

The difference between poor children and Jiangmen families is that others say that if they want to be officials, they will immediately have officials, while poor children have to work hard.

But now there is the favor of the emperor and his old man, but everyone is on the same starting line.

Although the emperor is very young, he calls him an old man a bit of that, but His Holiness is the greatest.

"Brother Qihua is really determined."

Lu Xinrong glanced at Wu Chengfeng with admiration and said sincerely.

How difficult it is for a poor family to cultivate talents who are both civil and military, Lu Xinrong has not experienced it, but it can be imagined.

And among them, he knows how much pressure Wu Chengfeng is carrying.

Not to mention the small family, the Lu family in Changzhou Mansion is the leading wealthy family in the local area, but in order to cultivate themselves, how much effort does the elders in the clan spend.

But it's the effort that goes into it, so there's something to look forward to.

And the pressure naturally falls on the cultivators.

Just like this time, the emperor recruited all the generals and some of the poor disciples to participate in the martial arts, and others may be on the list, but if he can't be in the top three, he will fail.

can think of the few people who participated this time, including the one in front of him, as well as Yan Yingyuan, the big black man in Tongzhou, and the two boys of the Sun family, who seem to have two brushes.

Not to mention how many talented people are there in the world?

Competition is so everywhere!

Thinking of this, Lu Xinrong was a little painful, why should he be better than others?

Still unreasonable?

While talking and laughing, the two came to the county canteen.

The five Jinyi lieutenants who Emperor Chongzhen had left in Bazhou had already arrived, and then began to eat.

Because they are temporarily combined, there is no subordinate relationship between them, and the atmosphere is a little less serious and more casual.

Crunchy......

A few side dishes, with crispy fried locusts, and drinking sparse white porridge, it was their breakfast.

During the disaster relief period, it was a temporary job, and no one dared to eat and drink.

Others eat very well, but Lu Xinrong is used to eating in fine clothes, and it is a little difficult to swallow.

Especially this fried locust, the taste is good, but there is still some resistance in my heart.

"Master Lu, are you a little unaccustomed to it?

The emperor said that this is a good thing, no less nutritious than the delicacies of the mountains and seas. ”

A Jinyi lieutenant named Da Li crunched fried locusts, and when he saw that Lu Xinrong was unable to move his chopsticks, he raised his head and asked.

"Well, it's a bit greasy. In the mill these days, let the people grind the locusts into powder, and they are all faint when they look at it, and they don't know what the emperor is using it for? ”

Lu Xinrong simply put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked puzzled.

"Who knows?

But this is what the emperor bought for a lot of money, so it must be of some use! ”

Another Jinyiwei, surnamed Zhang, replied.

"Isn't it?

Tsk, five pennies, one hundred and eighty pennies, one catty thirty-six pennies, the common people are really rich. ”

Another brocade guard said enviously.

", little Liuzi, I can't see how the people are doing, and you don't look at their miserable appearance?

Running all day and night in the mountains and wilderness, you can only get a few taels of silver.

Of course, this is also the emperor's kindness to the old man, deliberately disguised to make the people's lives better, who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year? ”

Da Li squinted his eyes and said a few words to Xiao Liuzi.

"Brother Li, I don't mean anything else, just casually talking.

In these years, it is difficult for the people, and it is also difficult for the emperor.

In the past few days, in Bazhou Mansion alone, hundreds of thousands of white flowers of silver have disappeared. I heard that there are seven or eight prefectures and counties that have been plagued by locusts this time, do you think about how much the emperor has to spend? ”

Xiao Liuzi blushed and anxiously defended.

Hearing the money, Wu Chengfeng, the acting magistrate, frowned, thoughtfully, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said in a soft voice: "How many, listen to me?" ”

The crowd stopped their voices and turned their heads to him.

Wu Chengfeng lowered his head and thought slightly, then raised his head and said:

"Listening to the words of a few brothers just now, I think the emperor has asked the seven of us to be responsible for disaster relief and locust eradication here, and it seems that there are too many people.

With the help of the county officials, two or three people were originally enough here.

Several brothers are the personal guards of the Son of Heaven, and what they usually do is to share the worries and solve problems for the Son of Heaven, I think there seems to be more than one Zhao Zhiheng in Bazhou Mansion? ”

"Not bad! Brother Qihua is high! Lu Xinrong's eyes lit up, patted the table and said excitedly:

"The emperor's financial constraints, everyone knows it, we should touch Bazhou, but there is a second Zhao Zhiheng.

If there is, we will report it to the emperor, thinking that it will be enough to make up for the loss and eliminate the harm for the local area, which is really a few in one fell swoop. ”

"Yes and yes!" Da Li and others also applauded.

"Then we'll divide the work?"

Wu Chengfeng asked with a smile.

This time, the emperor temporarily appointed him as the county commander of Bazhou, which was an opportunity.

His mentor Sun Chuanting helped him, and the rest of the way was on his own.

So he cherishes this opportunity very much, and since he cherishes it, he has to do more things in order to get into the emperor's old man's longan.

Everyone applauded and began to divide labor around the dinner table.

In a moment, the five brocade-clothed lieutenants rushed away.

"Brother Qihua is a good means!" The remaining two, Lu Xinrong's eyes were complicated, and he looked at Wu Chengfeng and said.

I have read a book below, but I am not a scholar.