Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Child of Zhili

It's just that the authorities are fascinated, and this slightest change is that Lin Ling, who is the party concerned, didn't notice it.

The mood was untied, and Lin Ling's words increased for a while, but this time the topic no longer revolved around the beautiful scenery, but around Yang Zhen.

I only heard Lin Ling glance at Yang Zhen and said, "Gongwei, have you ever thought about your future?" After all, this little guy is not a long-term solution. ”

The topic shifted to business, and it also involved the future, Yang Zhen's whole spirit was lifted, and he immediately replied:

"Childe, I know what you said, but I'm a man who can't do anything, and I really don't have much of a way out except to be a small servant with others."

"Originally, I still wanted to join the army, but now this peaceful and prosperous era is like a painting cake for me, is my good years going to spend in that desolate border pass!"

What Yang Zhen said is a unique social atmosphere that is generally formed at the moment, because of the peace and prosperity, it is normal for the imperial court to be lax, because if a country is free of foreign enemies, then the country is not far from extinction.

But it is such a simple truth, but it is the easiest to be ignored by the world, which is why Qi Anhou's previous transfer of troops can be unimpeded in the government.

Because in the heart of Emperor Qingli, he will feel that now that the world is peaceful, there is no need to waste himself by sending heavy troops to guard the northwest, and it is precisely because there are no external worries, so even the emperor's way of thinking has changed to the money spent on raising soldiers.

And Yang Zhen said that the suffering of the border pass is actually a major drawback of the government, which is also the reason why Qi Anhou hindered it later, to the effect that every recruit must unconditionally go to the Cangyangpo camp in the northwest for two years of border career before he is qualified to become a soldier.

Not to mention how harsh this condition is, take the Daxin Dynasty, which has now broken the slavery system, if war comes at this time, then the imperial court will face a situation where there are no soldiers available.

It is precisely because of the successive tricks that Qi Anhou, the promoter behind him, is so disgusting, which has caused endless scolding from future generations.

At this time, Lin Ling turned his head to look at Yang Zhen with a sigh on his face, and suddenly had a different idea in his heart, although it was just a bud, but it was a good opportunity.

As he walked, Lin Ling suddenly said, "Gongwei, do you have any views on the current situation?" ”

Yang Zhen was stunned by Lin Ling's straight eyes, but Yang Zhen, who didn't do anything wrong, was also true, but this matter related to government affairs was indeed not something that Yang Zhen, an illiterate, could participate in.

In desperation, Yang Zhen had no choice but to tell the truth: "This... Childe forgive me..."

didn't wait for Yang Zhen to finish speaking, only to see Lin Ling smile and wave his hand at him and said, "What's so embarrassing about this, but as long as you have the heart to study, after you enter the military camp in the future, I can guarantee that you will have no problem finding an official position." ”

Yang Zhen, who was still a little decadent, when he heard Lin Ling say this, a spark immediately burst out in his gray eyes, maybe for a person like Yang Zhen who doesn't have any connections, let alone an official and a half-job, even if he is just an errand in the yamen, it is also very promising.

However, after being happy for a while, Yang Zhen chewed Lin Ling's meaning in his mouth, and then reacted, looking at Lin Ling who was walking in front of him with a surprised face and said, "Could it be... Could it be that Childe wants to abandon literature and follow martial arts?! ”

This idea frightened Yang Zhen, you must know that although the status of a martial artist is not low, compared to civil officials, it is still more than one grade lower after all.

Moreover, in addition to those royal relatives and nobles, Wang Xuanling is also a martial artist, but although Wang Xuanling is a martial artist, he was a family of generals before, and his ancestors also produced a lot of civil officials who held real power.

Although Lin Ling seems to have a wide range of connections, but after all, his connections can't be eaten, except for Lin Ling's own strength, Yang Zhen really can't think of anything that can support Lin Ling's courage to abandon his pen and throw himself into Rong.

Looking at Lin Ling, who was walking steadily, Yang Zhen swallowed his saliva and said in disbelief: "Childe, what you said won't be true, right?" ”

In fact, I don't blame Yang Zhen for having such a big reaction, because from the very beginning, Yang Zhen had already determined that Lin Ling's future was unlimited, especially when he found out that the relationship between Lin Ling and Wang Shiya was not ordinary, this feeling of hugging his thighs had been deeply engraved in Yang Zhen's heart.

So at this moment, Yang Zhen's heart is the most anxious.

"Gongwei, you should believe me, and this is not abandoning literature and following martial arts, because I have been familiar with military books since I was a child, if I enter the military in the future, it will only make me feel like a tiger."

Lin Ling's words are not bad, because Lin Ling often reads Han Xigong's battle strategies, which leads to Lin Ling's very sufficient theoretical knowledge, but what is lacking is actual combat.

In addition to the military book, Lin Ling also has his own unique views on poetry and writing, it can be said that Lin Ling is simply a combination of civil and military, and what Lin Ling is scarce is an opportunity.

An opportunity to truly train yourself.

But having said that, the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and the enemy will not be soft on you because of who you are, and how many generals in history are rich in theory and die before they can get out of the army.

It's just that Yang Zhen didn't have the confidence to convince Lin Ling, because Lin Ling was a person who knew at a glance that he was a person with strong ideas, and once he made a decision, it was difficult to be changed.

Just when Yang Zhen was meditating, he only felt a sinking under his feet, as if he was being dragged by something, and Yang Zhen looked down in confusion, only to see a half-grown child with an oily face, who was clutching his trouser leg at this time, looking at himself with a look of longing.

Looking down and seeing that it was a child, Yang Zhen changed his tone, half-bent his back, and said as gently as he could: "Which child are you, why are you lying on the ground on such a cold day, you let go first, I won't run away." ”

At this time, Lin Ling, who had been walking in front, also realized that something was wrong, and when he turned around and saw a child begging, when he understood what was happening, he reached out and took out two or three coins from his pocket, and walked towards the child.

"Kid, you're hungry, come and loosen your brother's trouser leg first, I still have some change here, you can use it first."

Saying that, Lin Ling squatted down, shook the copper coin in his hand in front of him under the child's guarded gaze, and then spread out his palm and stopped in front of the child's eyes.

Thinking that the child was hungry, after seeing the copper coin at this time, he directly let go of the little hand that was tightly holding Yang Zhen's trouser leg, for fear that Lin Ling would regret it, snatched the copper coin from Lin Ling's hand, turned around and ran to the alley on the side.

However, just when the child was about to disappear into the alley, he suddenly stopped, and in the puzzled eyes of Lin Ling and Yang Zhen, he saw the child turn around, bend down and bow deeply to Lin Ling, and then turn around and disappear into the alley.

After the child left, Lin Ling put his hands behind his back and said with a sigh: "Such a polite child, I don't think it's a beggar or the like, Gongwei, follow me." ”

After speaking, Lin Ling didn't care about Yang Zhen, and followed in the direction where the kid left.

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