Master Ji was drinking tea in the office room of the corner tower next to Chongwen Gate.

In recent years, it has become popular to drink rock tea from the south in the capital. Scalding the cup, washing the tea, lighting the cup, and high flushing, the sense of ritual is greater than the tea itself, and he is a little disdainful. He has been a family habit for many years, and what he drinks at the moment is the green tea picked before the rain in the Qingming Hougu Valley on Mogan Mountain in Hangzhou this spring. One flag and one gun, standing in the white porcelain cup of Jingdezhen for a long time.

This is the taste of the old man. has been by the old man's side since he was a child, the old man wears a flying fish suit, and he helps tie it; The old man carried the embroidered spring knife, and he helped to tighten the rope; The old man drank tea, and he helped carry the teacup. The wisp of aroma brewed from green tea has now become a habit that he can't quit.

The old man has never been soft in his life, and the older he gets, the more stubborn and stubborn he is. When he was older, he gave him the position of Jinyiwei and stayed at home. The old man can't forget the glory of Jinyiwei back then, and naturally he is dissatisfied with the current affairs, and the family is afraid that he will go out to talk and cause trouble, that is, he is addicted to alcohol, and he is only willing to let him ask a few old friends to drink two glasses in his yard, so that when he is drunk, the old lady can still ask someone to cover his mouth. He said angrily, what is this called the court if it doesn't let people speak! What else do you mention about the co-governance of monarchs and ministers! Gradually, old friends did not dare to come to drink.

It's not that he hasn't complained about the old man, he is also a child of a serious family, but if the old man is active, willing to bow his head, and say a few soft words, how can he stay in the lowest rank of Jinyiwei for ten years? Seeing that his kung fu was not as good as his own, his talent was not as good as his own, and his family learning was not as good as his own, they all jumped in front of him one by one, and finally slowly realized it.

Now he is almost at the age of no doubt, and he also has a group of brothers who are willing to work for him. Everyone praised him up and down for being an old man, not as rigid as his father, but in fact, he knew in his heart that he was becoming more and more like an old man. A single point is proof of this. Once upon a time, he drank with the old man, and the old man scolded and scolded, but he did not say a word; Now he still didn't say a word, but the old man began to persuade him from his mother-in-law. Therefore, knowing the son is better than the father.

Iron armor hung on the wall of the room, reflecting the moonlight, showing a bit of coldness. He smiled lightly and raised his teacup, not knowing whether to respect the moonlight or the iron armor.

"Jitou! You've been worth it for a month! Why don't you go back and rest, and let the brothers take their turns! His subordinate came in with a jug of hot water.

"The brothers are young, it is when there are many things at home, and I am fine at my age, so it is better to come and stay and save the mother-in-law at home." Master Ji replied with a smile, but his face straightened in his heart, the second article of the Jinyi Guard's daily article Chen wrote very clearly, the night duty system stipulates that each city gate must be led by the commander above the deputy command room to be on duty at night, each group of thirty people, three hours in a rotation, now all scattered to what extent!

Of course, his subordinates didn't know his inner activities, so he refilled the tea for him, and showed a clear smile, although he was young, he also heard that this thirty or forty-year-old woman was very difficult, and it really deserved her reputation, and even her own adults were a little overwhelmed!

Although the tea tastes good, it is a little tasteless when it comes to the third opening. Master Ji put down his teacup and walked up to the castle tower.

In the distance was an unusual silence. Master Ji smiled lightly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is indeed the one who has led the troops. He waited quietly.

It wasn't until two sticks of incense that he heard the sound of his subordinates hurrying upstairs, and he was a little disappointed. This reaction, this speed, this strain, this mind, it's really time to rectify it! Where is it worthy of the ardent hope of Emperor Taizu when he set up the Jinyi Guard?

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