The sound of the gong spread throughout the whole round city, and also passed into the courtyard of the army and the dart bureau, these three sides are closed brick walls and not connected with the surrounding dwellings of the courtyard is for the dart master and his family to live, not so much a house, but more like another walled city in the round city, the brick wall even has an orderly battlement more building, the four corners have a pavilion, the only place to open the door is also the city gate hole style of the east-west direction of the road, the end is for the ancestral hall of the past dynasties for the death of the dart board and has been the dart master's tablet, incense day by day.

If someone can overlook the compound of Wuhe Dart Bureau from a very high place, they will be amazed by the exquisite design of this house and road, and it will be laid out as a walled city that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and a small city will be built in the round city.

And Yuancheng as the state city of Jinzhou in the north of Dayao, the history books record that the number of times the city was broken by the grassland barbarians is not less, but the street battle after the break, the compound of Wu and the dart bureau is often the last place that can be held, since the grandfather Zhang Wu and the generation of dart masters were built, the compound was destroyed twice for the barbarian disaster, and they were rebuilt later, and the specifications often had to be expanded.

The last time the Wuhe Dart Bureau compound was destroyed was more than 30 years ago when Dayao founded the country, since the emperor of the opening of the country garrisoned troops in the northern Tuntian, and set up four major state military camps in Jinzhou, east, west, north and south, and the southernmost hooves of the steppe barbarians were only under the towering walls of the city that stopped and merged with the city.

The ancestral hall at the end of the corridor is one of the few places in the compound that is still lit, and the ancestral hall is full of people, reflected in the white translucent window paper.

The ancestral hall is not a place that can enter and exit at will, there is a half-blind old man who is missing an arm and a leg to manage here, regularly replace the broken offering melons and fruits, wipe the dust on those tablets, and then put on some incense, no one wants to come to this quiet infiltrating place, even the greedy child was also severely warned by the family, saying that there are many, many souls living in the ancestral hall, and the yang energy of children is inhaled.

But if you really go in, you will know that this is not the case. The charcoal fire in the ancestral hall is extremely vigorous, so that the whole big house is warm like spring, the tablet at the highest place has been taken down by the old man and wiped spotlessly, two brass everlasting lamps flickered to illuminate the densely stacked tablets on the two walls of the ancestral hall, and the remaining wall is also full of most of it, looking newer, the italics painted gold on it are still bright, and the offerings are placed on the dried fruits and cakes, which are rare things in the barren Jinju.

On weekdays, there are more than 10 people standing in the ancestral hall that is rarely visited, and the leader knelt on the futon in front of the confession and bowed three times, and then inserted three sticks of incense on the incense burner, everyone stood behind him solemnly, and the highest place of the tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall was like Zhang Wuhe's name.

The old man, who was missing an arm and a leg, was supported by a wooden stick on his legs, walking with a slight limp, one sleeve swinging empty, and the other hand holding five new tablets, before he could write in lacquer gold.

The person kneeling on the futon and worshipping was the same old man, and got up to take the tablet in the hand of the disabled old man.

"It's five again, and there are more than a dozen people who died outside the city and above the city this spring...."The one-armed and one-legged old man who handed over the tablet walked to the Taishi chair in the ancestral hall step by step and sat down, "There are not many capable people in the dart game in recent years, but unfortunately, there are still a few who have not married...."

Zhang Bashun, who was standing silently on the side, gritted his teeth and said: "I asked the person in the dart to catch the dart, and the person who died is really punished, and that is also the punishment of the dart..."

"Stupid! This is when you speak?" The old man who took the tablet had white beard and white hair, wrapped in a clean sheepskin fur, and reprimanded Zhang Bashun loudly, as if admonishing a young child, "The wood is already in the boat, you are not a young man, I won't say many words, if everyone is like you, a dart will lose two or three percent of the manpower, and after five years, where can the dart board get a whole team of dart masters!"

Lowering his head and looking at the fine clear water bricks of the water mill in the ancestral hall, the bricks that have been stepped on by generations have been smooth as a mirror, which can reflect the expression of a human face, and he can see the face of a haggard and skinny half-old man, with gray hair that has no effort to take care of, scattered and tangled, not like the dart head of Wu He Dart Bureau, but like an old beggar.

If you tell the truth, in fact, the white-bearded and white-haired old man who has changed into a cleaner sheepskin fur is still more sloppy, but no one around him dares to point this out, who made him the head of Wu He Dart Bureau leading hundreds of dart divisions, and the respected Wu He Dart Bureau.

"This private work in Heqing Mansion was taken by me Zhang Bashun, one person does things and one person is responsible for it, everything is punished according to the rules of the dart board, but there is a reluctant request. Zhang Bashun knelt on the ground of the fine water bricks, and knocked his head heavily, "This time, my brothers and sisters of the dart are all out of their strength, and everyone has walked through the ghost gate before they took some silver as the capital to sell their lives, don't implore the head of the dart not to take back these blood-sweated silver!"

"You fool!"

A roar like thunder exploded in the ancestral hall, and then it was a punch, smashing next to the head of Zhang Bashun, who was kneeling on the ground, the masonry ground that had not been damaged after the time of Jiazi was cracked, and the cracks extended in all directions, the ash on the beams fell to the ground, and the tablets that were enshrined were crumbling, and the entire ancestral hall was shaking, and it took more than a dozen moments before it completely subsided, dozens of tablets fell down, and were hurriedly helped up by the people around them, and an ever-bright lamp also fell crookedly to the side, and the lamp oil poured out, and it was about to ignite the fire, and it was trampled out by people with boots。

Is it the earth dragon turned over? The sleeping people in the nearby houses were woken up by the shock, the Jinju veins were unstable, and it was not uncommon for the earth dragon to turn over, so they all turned over from the kang and ran out of the house, but they all saw the movement in the ancestral hall, so they all yawned and went back to the house.

"You're also an old man in the dart game, and you remember many rules better than I do. The white-bearded and white-haired old man grabbed the back collar of Zhang Bashun's clothes, dragged him up from the ground and faced him, "Let you scatter the silver to these people today, and there will be a second one tomorrow, and the third dart head will come to learn from you, and the whole thing will be broken from the root, what are the rules of this dart game!"

He looked at Zhang Bashun angrily, and the latter also widened his eyes, as if he was also open-minded, and also salivated at him Spit Xingzi: "A month dart head is only a dozen taels of silver per month, and the expenses when betting on darts are less than ten taels for the family, my two sons are both people who want to study and become officials, and they need silver to buy ink rolls, and the objects in the study room need silver, and they also need silver to take the exam! Ten taels of silver are enough for the family's food and clothing! Where do you say I come from!"

"For a person like me who drags his family and leads his family, Lao Gu's son survives until the dart master retreats by himself, it's okay to say, I haven't married in my twenties alone, and I haven't bought a house in my old age, I can't count them on one hand!" Zhang Bashun, who was raised to the level of his head, couldn't touch the ground with his feet, and waved his two arms in mid-air and yelled at the person in front of him, "Don't they want to? Are they not doing enough for the dart game? Or are there too few things for us who do things!"

There was a one-armed man who was about the same age as Zhang Bashun nearby, and couldn't help but say: "Old Zhang, don't be with the dart!"

Gu Shengyang was also in the ancestral hall, as the deputy of the dart head, such a big thing happened to this dart, he should also take a share of the responsibility, but he escaped because of the broken arm injury, and the head of the dart did not mean to be surprised, and instead sent all his anger on Zhang Bashun, so that he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for his luck.

In addition to the two of them who were the people of this dart, the rest were the old and senior dart heads in the dart game, the youngest was also a middle-aged man who was not confused, and the old one was not much more tender than the white-bearded and white-haired dart head, but they all stood respectfully with their hands hanging around, panicking like students listening to Mr. in the school.

The anger on the face of the old man who was sprayed by Zhang Bashun's spit on Xingzi gradually subsided, and he put down Zhang Bashun, who was carrying a chicken, which made people realize how majestic his figure was, Zhang Bashun was already nearly seven feet long in the north, and the head of the Wuhe dart game was even higher than him.

"How many of you still think that way. ”

More than a dozen people around all looked at each other, they are all martial arts martial arts who started from the three-story building of the martial arts realm, even if they go to the big family to take care of the home, the monthly money is far more than the poor dozen taels sent by the dart bureau to the hand, many of them are old martial artists who have been in the Wu and dart bureau for several generations, they really can't give up, and they can't pull down their faces to do only better than the next person to care for the hospital, so they have been staying in the dart bureau.

It took all these years to get to the position of the head of the dart, whether it is dealing with things or their own kung fu is not a mediocre hand, who can be willing to do the monthly money of these ten taels per month? Most of these more than 10 people have taken over private work on the way to the dart, but they are all well covered, and there has been no accident, unlike Zhang Bashun's big appetite, he took a job that he couldn't eat, and broke his stomach, which was the form.

The expressions of these people could not hide the eyes of the old man, he also walked from the dart master step by step to this position, he also knew the thoughts of these darts heads, and even he did not take someone to take over the private work, three hundred taels of silver, to kill a bandit who had taken away the daughter of the local wealth, and happened to sit on the fourth chair on the passing mountain, and he had a hot temper, and in a few words he clashed with the team of the dart board, and after breaking two people and injuring one of them, he took the man's head to the house of Tucai, and received three hundred taels of silver.

It's not that he hasn't lived such a day, but when he got older, he realized that no amount of silver can be exchanged for the lives of people who get along day and night, and how much wealth and glory there is, in the end it is just a big wave of sand.