"If the general still has a place where the two of us can be used, just command. ”

Wei Changpan, who couldn't find any suitable words after searching his intestines and stomach, fiddled with the copper stove in his hand helplessly, as if it was so hot that people couldn't sit safely.

Having said that, Wei Changpan's body was a little resistant to endure the hard work of the previous month, and a wave of fatigue surged over his body.

Song Zhiwen saw his exhaustion, "You are already heroes who have returned, and when you get to the yamen, you two will confirm some details with you, especially Wei Changpan, whether you are in the army or in the yamen, it is easy to be an official who is in the middle of the stream in terms of meritorious deeds, and it is not difficult to get the silver and go home to enjoy the blessings first." ”

If you really want to care about the reward, Liu Ziyi is still good to say, Song Zhi asked himself to be the master of the real power in Jinzhou, although he can't lead a large number of soldiers with a little experience, but it will not be difficult to bring a few hundred people, and if you want to find an errand in the yamen, you only need to talk to the Jinzhou civil official who is in charge of the bull's ear, and he will sell him face if he thinks about it.

However, Wei Changpan is different, if he kills the barbarian lord as a state army, it is better to say, there is no mistake in reporting military merits to the imperial court, and Song Zhiwen will not have a reward as a general of Jinzhou. But he is just a temporary recruited martial artist, and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites will not be able to pass this level in the first place, let alone enter the eyes of that person.

"Ziyi will go first, Ben will have something to say to Changpan. ”

When Liu Ziyi came out of the house, Song Zhiwen hesitated again and again before he spoke: "Changpan, you have made such a great feat, this is truthfully reported to the court, and the reward for meritorious deeds is not limited to gold and silver in any case, and the generals and emperors in the court all hope to see people like you stand up, and there are opportunities for titles and real seals, and even.... Hereditary replacement. ”

In the war at the border, the imperial court will not be stingy with military merits, but if it is a hereditary title, it means that even if it is a mud leg who was still rolling in the ground the day before, it will not be too much to stand side by side with the Huangzi Gongqing above the temple overnight.

What's more, it is a real seal! Except for the meritorious service of Da Yao's founding fiefdom, there is no precedent of rewarding people in the next few dynasties, and even if there is, it is only a nominal false seal.

It was really Wei Changpan's act of killing the lord of the barbarian tribe that was beyond everyone's expectations, although it was just a small tribe with sesame mung beans, and the population might not be as large as the big county of Jinju, but after all, it was a lord. Song Zhiwen's words about the reward were not empty words, but the words of the golden mouth when the war squad returned to Beijing this spring and was angry with the ministers in the temple.

After this word spread to the Dayao border army, everyone regarded it as a guide, but the opportunity for a lord who was heavily guarded by the barbarians to come within the range of the bow and arrow for them to kill was never encountered, and the only one who could go north to the grassland was the scouts, but it was also a fantasy to ask these people who single-handedly spied on the military to kill the lord of the barbarians.

By chance, the barbarian Salha tribe that Wei Changpan met was a small tribe that could not be smaller, and it happened that the lord of that tribe happened to be in the cavalry, and he was separated from the team when he was defeated, and Wei Changpan's sword throwing was also a matter of course.

"It's very easy for you to be a non-commissioned officer of the Jinju State Army, without this superficial effort, if you want to get a knife, you have to look at the faces of those rotten old men in the Ministry of Rites, as well as the amount of money sent to various mansions, maybe you have to have a friendship. Song Zhiwen sighed, "Hereditary replacement, the weight of these four words is not something you can understand now." ”

"What does the general mean is that if you want to receive a reward, you must first have the status of a Jinju state army?"

"It's just to write down a name on the roster of the Jinzhou Prefecture Army, and when you receive the reward, will you still be asked to practice with the brigade?" Song Zhiwen, who was holding the tongs and trying to rummage through the fire, asked if there were any survivors of the martyrdom, and said calmly, "It doesn't hurt to tell you, you are recorded in the roster of the Jinju Prefecture Army, and when the time comes, you will be rewarded with the light of your Wei Changpan, and you will inherit a favor from you, if you are invited in the future, as long as you do not violate the law of Dayao and the bottom line of my Song Zhiwen's life, I will naturally help you." ”

The general was serious. "The weight of the favor of General Jinzhou, the military attache of Da Yao Zheng's fourth grade, Wei Changpan is still clear, "General.... Will there be a lot of people who will know my name?"

This brainless question made Song Zhiwen laugh heartily, and then said solemnly, "What's more, and Yuancheng, the whole Jinzhou and even the entire Dayao, everyone in the world will know your Wei Changpan's name!"

"It's a great honor. He looked at Wei Changpan meaningfully, "The emperor will also know your name, that is a son of heaven who is full of ambition to fight the north, and the outstanding figures among the generals in the past were suppressed by civil officials even at the peak of their prime, but when the emperor of the dynasty.... It's different. ”

Song Zhiwen thought that he had said this very clearly, and the last layer of window paper had not been pierced. The implication in his words was very obvious, Wei Changpan only needed to promise to leave a name in the Jinzhou Prefecture Army, and at that time, neither the officials of the Ministry of Rites nor the Ministry of War would find the slightest fault, and he Song Zhiwen would also get a title that was not very easy to use but was quite good-looking.

In his eyes, this young martial artist Wei Changpan already has a bright future, if he goes through some more tempering and can grow a little, over time, not to mention becoming the center of the temple, it will not be difficult to become a powerful general guarding the frontier in a state.

Such a generous treatment is a temptation that is difficult to refuse in front of any young person, and it seems that it is only in the morning and night. However, Song Zhiwen actually saw it in Wei Changpan's eyes.... He couldn't help but look up to the young man a little more.

After going north to the grassland for more than a month, Song Zhiwen didn't have much hope that this group would come back alive, although it was difficult for these martial artists to sneak into the grassland and burn down the barbarians' bulky siege equipment, but it was not impossible for them to do it, but it was difficult to escape under the pursuit of the barbarians.

In the first few days of their escape, they were not pursued by the barbarians? This seems to be very different from the rebellious and irritable first samurai of the Taiqige Division, Ballobatu, the leader of the Taiqige Tribe, did not look like a person who could endure such a great humiliation in the description of the assassin at the sticky pole where he returned from missing, Wei Changpan and his party were only very few, and the barbarians still had the complete combat strength of the half hundred-man team led by Balo Batu, why not come and hunt them down?

Song Zhiwen was puzzled, and in the end he could only attribute it to the fact that the barbarian who fled with Wei Changpan and his party was a rare honest person, even to the point of stupidity.

But now is not the time to think about how Wei Changpan and his party escaped, Song Zhiwen returned his mind to the stove, and saw that Wei Changpan was still thinking, and his heart was surprised, what was this young martial artist thinking? This was not quite in line with his age, and the calmness was even a little too much.

He didn't know that Wei Changpan's hesitation in his heart was not what Song Zhiwen said, rewards, titles, and hereditary replacements were so sweet and attractive to him, but he forced himself to be vigilant.

And the people of Yuancheng and the whole of Jinzhou, and even the whole of Dayao will know that there is a man named Wei Changpan who has slain the lord of the barbarians in Jinzhou! The great fame and what kind of praise will submerge him, and if this fame can spread to Qingshan Town, how happy will those who are close to him be, and will the town with no name be proud of him!

Full of regret, he made a choice that Song Zhiwen didn't expect, "General, I still don't want a reward or something..."

Titles of bounty and hereditary succession were all well and good, but he also had to have a life to enjoy.

It is an excellent thing for his name to spread all over the country, and many people can't ask for it, but if it reaches the ears of Songfeng Mountain and Cutting Lutai, I will learn that there is such a fish as Wei Changpan who has slipped through the net and lives freely in Jinju....

He couldn't be sure that the identity of the Jinju state army or the hereditary title of Dayao could make them jealous, this was not something to risk and tempt, this was a gamble with his life.

Wei Changpan couldn't afford to gamble with his life.

He still has to walk a long way, see a lot of people, do a lot of things, and he can't die.

The bloodshed of that night on the lake and his experience after walking on the rivers and lakes proved that the law of Dayao did not always work as it should have at the right time and place, and this was a lesson drawn from blood.

If he wants to completely get rid of the dark clouds that have always hung over his head, he will never be able to live in the sun if Songfeng Mountain and Cutting Deer Terrace are not destroyed.

However, if you want to destroy these two sects that are in the sky, and avenge the destruction of the master's sect, with his own strength, it is almost impossible.

"Ben will be very curious about you, and he is getting more and more curious. Song Zhiwen's unexpected answer aroused his interest, "So what are you taking into account?" You are not from the imperial examination on the way to becoming an official in the court, and this road is considered to be ahead of many scholars, even if the changes in the officialdom are not something you can understand for a while, but the hereditary title is in..."

"General, I have a last resort. ”

"Although it is unfettered to wander on the rivers and lakes, don't forget that this freedom also comes at a price. Song Zhiwen's voice froze, "Whether you take refuge in a big sect or become a ranger with rootless duckweed, you can't forget that under the temple are the rivers and lakes." ”

In fact, he has more mean metaphors.

The rivers and lakes are just the backyard of the emperor's house, and the warriors are like weeds that grow one by one, and the people on the dragon chair can pick up a lot of them if they are not happy one day.

Where in the world are there free people? It's just a caged bird.

It's just a matter of choosing which cage to be trapped in.