"Since Liu Zicheng hanged himself, are you willing to go to the army for training?"

Li Wenying's Hongyan biography only has one sentence, but Fang Yun felt an inexplicable heaviness between the lines, thinking of the holy ruins, thinking of Zuo Xiang, thinking of wolf barbarians, thinking of anti-species literati, and thinking of the demon emperor.

Li Wenying seemed to be unable to sit still.

"Yes. Fang Yun's answer was also extremely concise.

"If you have no experience in the army, you will inevitably fail in the military exercise, and for the sake of the future military book, you must enter the army as soon as possible. You are amazingly talented, you don't need to be in the army for many years, what you need is not to kill the enemy, but to feel the atmosphere in the army and feel the soul of the army. If you don't have a military soul, your military holy path is limited after all. Although Lu Dudu is good friends with Tong Shilang, he doesn't like Zuo Xiang, but is friendly with Chen Shuai, and he will not be attached to Zuo Xiang for at least three years, and you are still safe in Yuhai City. You can go to Yu Xingshu, and he will arrange everything for you. ”

"Master Xie Li. ”

Fang Yun had to admire Li Wenying's vision, now he really needs the most basic experience, he does not have the experience of the grassroots level in the army in the illusion, but directly leads the army when he reaches the Jinshi.

"In order to find a suitable reason for writing a military letter in the future, I must also go to the army as soon as possible. The so-called military soul is the recognition and gratitude of all soldiers in a country, and no soldier can have a military soul if he does not recognize it. Except for those half-saints, even the great Confucians of the military family are difficult to have a military soul. Even Jianmei Gong didn't have it himself. ”

Fang Yun didn't think much about the military soul, but explained some things to Yang Yuhuan, and then went to Dinghai General Yu Xingshu.

When passing by the courtyard flower bed, Fang Yun found that there were only three flowers left, shook his head and left with a smile.

The Dinghai General's Mansion is located in the South Vice City, but the Yamen of the Jiangzhou Prefecture Army is in the East Vice City, with its back to the main city and facing the East China Sea.

After Zhang Poyue left, Governor Lu took office silently. didn't cause any waves, everything seemed to be no different from when Zhang Poyue was there, and even the position of the general didn't change in the slightest.

The position of the governor of Ludu is Zheng Sanpin, commanding the Jiangzhou Prefecture Army, mainly responsible for the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea, and holding heavy power.

Dinghai General Yu Xingshu is a member of the Sipin, the deputy of the Governor of Ludu, responsible for the daily affairs of the state army, and has great authority, but he once went to Dayuan Mansion to pick up Fang Yun.

The carriage traveled along the East Vice-City. This is the safest, tightest and most demanding place in Jiangzhou, even if Fang Yun's carriage has the mark of the state army, it has been inspected three times.

On the surface, the East Vice City is dominated by the Jiangzhou Prefecture Army, but it is the Holy Court that actually has the highest command, but the people in the Holy Court usually don't care about things, and the superiors of these people in the Holy Court are precisely Li Wenying, so everyone knows that as long as Li Wenying is there in Jiangzhou. The left phase will not be able to turn the sky.

In Jiangzhou, Li Wenying's words carried more weight than the words of the Empress Dowager, because he could represent the Holy Court, and others couldn't.

Not much. Fang Daniu suddenly whispered outside the curtain of the carriage door: "It seems that there is a big official's car coming from the front, let me avoid it." ”

The carriage slowed down and changed direction, and after a while, Fang Yun heard the sound of a carriage passing by very heavily. When I opened the curtains, I saw a carriage with a length of six zhang passing by, and there were ten horses pulling the carriage.

Only three people in Jiangzhou are qualified to use ten horses to pull a cart. The Governor of the State Academy, the Governor of the Prefecture and the Governor.

"It turned out to be Lududu's car. Fang Yun looked outside and thought.

Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage also opened, and an old man over fifty turned his head to look over, this old man was not as rough and cunning as Zhang Poyue, nor was he as elegant and fierce as Li Wenying, but a weathered and resolute face, very pure.

Almost as soon as he saw him, Fang Yun knew that it was impossible for this person to be Zuo Xiang's lackey, but Fang Yun's reason told him that Lu Dudu still had a tendency to be in the same stream as Zuo.

Fang Yun didn't expect that the first time the two of them met was in this situation, and they would soon stagger away, and there was no way to officially greet them, so they could only give their hands to greet.

The old man glanced at Fang Yun carefully, as if he wanted to imprint Fang Yun in his mind, nodded, and then lowered the curtains.

Fang Yun felt strange that the old man's gaze seemed to contain a different kind of feelings, as if he recognized himself, and there was no hostility.

"Maybe it's a delusion. ”

Fang Yun couldn't help but think of this Lu Dudu's faction.

"He is close to Generalissimo Chen, but he is not a descendant of Generalissimo Chen. As for Generalissimo Chen, he was the first person in the Jingguo military, and it is said that since the defeat of the Left Army last year, he has lived in a simple place, some people say that he was injured, and some people say that he was in retreat to attack the Great Confucian, otherwise the Left Prime Minister would not have been so powerful. I heard that the person Zhang Poyue admires the most is that Generalissimo Chen. ”

"Zuo Xiang, Wen Xiang and Generalissimo Chen are the three giants of Jingguo's civil officials, the Academy of Literature and the military, fortunately there are the latter two, otherwise Zuo Xiang may have covered the sky with one hand. And Li Wenying is the person who is most likely to become one of the three giants, and he is probably a veritable 'half-phase'. With him in Jiangzhou, this Ludu Governor should not dare to target me. ”

Not long after, the carriage stopped outside General Dinghai's camp, Fang Yun reported his name, and the surrounding soldiers looked at Fang Yun in surprise, showing admiration, but still did not let Fang Yun in, but went in to ask for instructions. Not long after, Yu Xingshu's personal soldiers came out and took Fang Yun to the Chinese army's big tent.

This is the tradition of the Ten Kingdoms, and the offices of the officers are all set up according to the plan of the field march, in order to avoid the arrogance of the soldiers, and to remind them that they are always on the battlefield, but the soldiers' bards are much better.

When he arrived at the door of the military tent, the soldier made a gesture of invitation, and then said, "Lord Fang, please." ”

"Thank you. Fang Yun politely thanked him and walked inside.

Yu Xingshu sat behind the table, and did not treat Fang Yun as enthusiastically as usual, but looked at Fang Yun calmly and asked, "Are you here to be a soldier, or are you here to experience?"

Fang Yun replied seriously: "Report to your lordship, I am here to join the army." ”

"Good. You don't have to go anywhere for this month, just stay in the army and be the most ordinary soldier. As for the Tanabata Festival, I will give you half a day off to avoid suspicion from others. After a month, you can work as a military Chinese officer in charge of clerical work, after which you will be transferred to a place where you are good at. ”

Fang Yun immediately said: "Obey orders." ”

Yu Xingshu pushed the paper on the table, and the paper flew in front of Fang Yun, and said, "You leave in the car now, go to the place on the paper, and when the time comes, you tell him to change your appearance, and he will help you." Before going to the Qixi Festival, remember to ask him to erase his disguise. Remember to look for him again after leaving the meeting. Your name is not uncommon, I've even seen a few people with the same name, so let's continue to use it, and the paper already says where you're going to report. ”

"Yes, General!"

"By the way, the temple has recently had new Xiucai Battle Poems and Strong Bow Poems, you can go and finish learning them first and then go to Transfiguration. ”

"Yes, the subordinates retired. ”

Fang turned around and left, not only did he not dislike Xingshu's businesslike attitude, but he was grateful.

"He is worthy of being the general of Sipin Dinghai. It seems to be alienating me, but in fact, I know that I am in the ascendant because of the example of the literati, and it is the time when my mentality is most prone to problems. But he sent me to the lowest level of the army, and the intention of tempering was too obvious. If I can maintain a normal heart when the highest peak falls to the lowest point, then I will not be complacent in anything in the future. ”

"I have to keep a low profile these months, except for the Qixi Festival, which will continue until August 15. On August 15, when you enter the holy ruins, there will be a grand literary meeting where the talents of the ten countries gather, in order to enter the holy ruins. It's okay to keep a low profile. ”

"There is a strict hierarchy in the army, I was a small soldier first, then a civil servant, and I didn't go to the battlefield. I shouldn't have the opportunity to write poetry, so I'll probably spend it ordinary. ”

Fang Yun first went to the holy temple of the Academy of Literature and pretended to learn his two poems "Capturing the King" and "Arrow in the Stone", and came to Mingye Lane later.

There was no one on the nearby streets, and Fang Yun told Fang Da Niu a lot of things. Then let Fang Daniu drive away, enter Mingye Alley by himself, and come to an extremely remote calligraphy and painting shop.

Fang Yun looked around the calligraphy and painting shop. It's dark and small, it's very messy, and it doesn't look like it's really a business.

In front of the counter sat an old man with a goatee, who looked to be seventy or eighty years old, and was drinking from a small teapot to his mouth.

Fang Yun handed over the paper that Yu Xingshu gave him and said, "There is Mr. Lao." ”

The old man opened his cloudy eyes, took the paper, looked at it, rolled it up into a ball, threw it into the furnace, and burned it out.

Fang Yun looked at the old man, wondering what method he used to change his appearance.

The old man slowly took out the pen and inkstone, the ink in the inkstone was almost overflowing, Fang Yun was afraid that he would spill it.

Fang Yun's heart felt weird, any reader knows that the ink can't be ground too much, how much to grind, but looking at the old man's posture, it seems that the ink has been full, which is very bad.

The old man put the inkstone and put the pen in it.

Fang Yun's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the strange scene in front of him in amazement.

The moment the brush touched the ink, the ink of the inkstone suddenly surged, turning into a graceful woman standing on the surface of the ink, almost the size of a thumb.

The woman was composed entirely of pitch-black ink, with a head, torso, and limbs, small and delicate, and even waist-length hair, and her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were very clear and vivid, as if she had been turned into ink by witchcraft.

"Ink Girl?" Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect to see the legendary strange thing.

The ink girl glanced at Fang Yun curiously, then raised her slender little foot and kicked the ink, causing it to fly onto the pen.

After a while, the brush of the brush shimmered, and the ink girl dived into the ink, revealing only her head, looking at Fang Yun curiously.

Only the brush has no ink, and although the barrel is splashed with ink, it does not leave the slightest ink.

The old man aimed at Fang Yun's face, a few feet apart, and then put the pen on the ink.

The ink girl blew on the tip of the pen, and immediately a column of ink water erupted from the ink, swirling around the tip of the pen and then returning to the ink.

The ink on the brush disappeared completely, and it became dry.

After doing everything, the little ink girl still showed her little head and continued to stare at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun looked at the ink girl enviously, compared to the ink girl, the dragon blood ink ingot could be thrown directly. Even the most ordinary ink girl can add a layer of treasure light, doubling the power of war poetry.

"Okay, there's a bronze mirror next to it, you take care of it. The old man said weakly...... (To be continued......)