Wang Rong has been busy lately.

Nor for anything else.

Since he gossiped about a wild history, the Great Wei soldiers had to listen to him.

In Great Wei, there were very few books.

The original one is just a book of imperial examinations, and I don't know much about the talks of other countries, or the history of other countries.

About the last year.

After the soldiers came to train a few days, they would burn a fire and sit down, listening to him say some secret records of wild history that Great Wei did not know.

Today, Wang Rong accepted Meng Heng's wine and moved a stool to sit down.

It's just that the butt hasn't been hot yet, and I hear the sound of iron hooves.

"It's Shopkeeper Fang, Shopkeeper Fang is here."

Meng Heng was the fastest, and when he saw the tall man who was lightly thin from the shopkeeper, he stood up.

As soon as he stopped, the hundred commanders and generals of the entire military camp surrounded him.

The Da Qi brothers and Da Yuan brothers on the side looked at these boys so excited, and they looked confused.

"Why is this Great Wei brother so anxious?"

Dayuan soldiers stretched their necks and stood at the cold wind outlet to practice military posture, and the soldiers of the three kingdoms lived in the same camp, so they naturally saw this scene.

", you see, there won't be a grain road behind it."

The soldiers beside him widened their eyes and forgot to stand.

"Damn, it's the grain road, didn't Dawei just send the grain and grass last month."

Shopkeeper Fang got off the horse and saluted Yuan Ge Sima Rui.

Although he is thin, he wears expensive gold and is very exquisite, and he has a gold abacus hanging from his waist, and his demeanor is full of pride.

"Generals, the emperor sent his servants over to give New Year's gifts, this Dayuan is cold in the north, it's the New Year, let the soldiers have a good meal, and the wine is also brought."

He had a loud voice, he was used to doing business, and he shouted countless times in the auction house, and his high-pitched voice could be heard by the whole military camp.

The dense grain road behind him slowly came over, and the strong men who carried the grain had already begun to unload.

Meng Heng was greedy and asked.

"The emperor said last time that he prepared meat for our soldiers, can you bring it this time?"

it!

The eyes of the Great Qi and Great Yuan soldiers widened.

Why don't you even want to eat meat!

Although you Dawei now have a little silver, these hundreds of thousands of soldiers eat meat, how much silver does it cost.

The square shopkeeper has a straight waist pole.

"The emperor asked the servants to bring some bacon, not much, but the New Year's Festival is really enough, this year the soldiers can't return to China, the emperor is very concerned, just a little heart."

It's not much.

But the tricycle was full of dozens of carts of meat, all of which were drunk with meat.

In this cold and snowy day, they were carried down one by one.

Cured pork, beef, mutton, each whole unloaded.

Not only meat, but also wine.

Since the beginning of the year, the Great Wei Sixteen Mansion Winery has prepared the wine of the soldiers, and the wine is still a national brew, and it is enough.

Su Liuyu worked hard to earn silver, giving it to the people on the one hand, and giving it to the soldiers on the other.

Da Wei Erlang's back instantly straightened.

What's more heart-warming than the emperor's memory?

The Great Wei has a Ming monarch and a benevolent political world, they defend the country, for the people, and even more for this Son of Heaven.

"Why are you stupid, go and help move, you kid is worried about eating meat, and you don't do any work."

Sima Rui scolded hotly, and slapped Meng Heng's back with the black bear's claws, urging him to unload the goods quickly.

"The soldiers gave Lao Tzu a hand and unloaded the grain, and this year our soldiers will also have a good year, they all have meat to eat and wine to drink."

Da Wei Erlang instantly echoed.

"There's meat to eat, there's wine to drink!"

"Have a good year!"

"Eat and fight again!"

The young men's faces were red from the cold, but when they saw these grains, they were full of energy, and Da Wei's heart was all in unison, and the water for cooking meat porridge over there was boiled.

The whole military camp finally has a New Year's flavor and a sense of joy.

Of course, not a full barracks.

For example, Daqi and Dayuan, these soldiers, can only nibble on brown cakes during the New Year's Festival.

The three brothers lived together outside, just like living in a dormitory, and someone at home came to visit with food, which was stuffed with big bags and small bags.

This patriarch is still arrogant, it is a pain, and good wine and meat are all on it.

The Daqi brothers' eyes were a little red.

"Look at the big Wei brothers, knighted for military merits, and eat meat on New Year's Day, this treatment, tsk."

Sour!

It's sour!

"This Great Wei brother has had a good year this year."

The meat tastes so good.

They sniffed, fearing that it would still be fat, and stewed it in porridge, bubbling with oil and water.

This is the envy of people.

I can only watch.

The Great Wei soldiers looked at them looking at this area, and the smile on their faces was a pride.

"It's good to have the emperor, look at the jealousy of the Great Qi brothers."

"That is, our emperor is different from their emperor, the emperor and us are lifelong friendships, and the life of my strong son is the emperor."

"The emperor is not rare about your life, eat more and kill a few more heads to make the emperor happy."

Sincerely, it's all mutual.

The people of Great Wei and the soldiers of Great Wei are all in the same heart.

Not each other.

Willing to fight hard.

Everyone knows in their hearts that when it comes to treasury silver, the emperor is not as good as the other two brothers.

But the emperor is willing to do it, and if the silver is gone, he will earn it, and he will have to spend it.

"I really want to go to Great Wei to be a soldier."

The jealous camp of the two brothers sighed.

There is a parent who cares for a calf, but it is different.

"Hey, shopkeeper Fang, why is there a knife in this grain cart?"

The sword box of seven swords, with exquisite packaging, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Oh no, I almost forgot about the big thing."

Fang Qian rubbed his frozen hands and said with a smile.

"This knife was personally hit by the emperor, and in order to send it over, the Vermilion Bird Army ran and killed several fast horses, which can be regarded as catching up with our grain road."

Fang Qian held the sword and carefully handed it to Yuan Ge.

"The general is hard, this New Year's gift is for all the generals, this year, the Great Wei is born, and when the ordnance forge rises, everyone can match it."

It was the emperor himself who beat it.

Now, not only the Great Qi brothers, but even the Great Wei soldiers are a little red-eyed.

Yuan Ge Scar's face smiled, stretched out a pair of large hands, and held the sword over.

"General, take a look, the emperor must be different."

Meng Heng and Sima Rui hurriedly brought their own.

Pulling out the scabbard, the cold light roared in this heavy snow, which was very dazzling.

"This knife, which can break the armor for thirty times in a row, is forged by the emperor himself, this knife is not an iron blade, the general will know if he tries it."

Yuan Ge held the knife in his hand, the body of the knife was engraved with the word 'Chiwu', and the scabbard was carved with a pair of wolf eyes, majestic and domineering.

Yuan Ge's heart warmed.

"Good knives."

He'll use this knife.

Fight on the battlefield for the emperor and dominate the world.

"By the way, the emperor originally asked the Jingzhong Forge to make five hundred for the generals, but they were cut off by the Flying Tiger Army."

What the!

The generals of the Xiaowu Army widened their eyes.

"Damn, this little Mo is in charge of things, why do you want to rob everything."

"Let's see if I don't beat him to death the next time I see him."

"No, Lao Tzu wants to write a letter and ask my brother to clean up this kid."

Gas.

It's so infuriating!