The Kanto region is bounded by a large river, and the war in the north is still in the end, and the war in the south is about to break out.

In Guanzhong, it is a scene of peace and happiness.

Although due to the war, the crown prince Liu Ying himself was already in Kanto, but Liu Ying's influence in the land of Guanzhong was not weakened even by Liu Ying's departure.

In the past month or so, there have been endless appearances in various parts of Guanzhong, and the goal is directly aimed at Liu Ying's auspiciousness of 'being the king of the world', which is needless to say;

What really made Liu Yingxian famous and known to rural women and children was the bumper harvest that Weibei was about to usher in, as well as the grain official policy that was rolled out in Guanzhong in an orderly manner.

If you have to say that Guanzhong, where can you feel the breath of 'war' to some extent, it is undoubtedly a team composed of hundreds of thousands of young and strong people in Guanzhong, village bravery, and even bandits and rangers, led by Zhang Ao, the commander of the horses, Xuanping Hou, and has just arrived in Hangu Pass······

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"Shiro~"

Following the team on the mountain road leading to Hangu Pass, a shout mixed with the sound of horses' hooves provoked the young man to turn his head sharply.

When he saw that the person who came was the most outstanding officer in the township, and his immediate boss Zhang Duohuang was his boss, Zhang Duohuang of the other department had already jumped off the back of the old horse under his crotch, took the reins, and came to the young man's side.

"Hey!"

"This old man is serving waste hay!"

"After eating a few catties, I only ran two steps, and I actually sweated?"

Listening to Zhang Duowei complaining and whining, the young man only politely squeezed out a stiff smile, but he didn't speak, and he didn't stop.

Seeing the young man's posture of not entering, Zhang Duoxiao's face only stiffened slightly, and after a while, he shook his head with a wry smile.

Before Zhang Duohuang raised his head again, Rao was tightly pressed by the young man's hand, and the young man's stomach also let out an untimely roar.

"Gurgling ······"

Feeling the strange roar of his abdomen, the young man's face suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he only subconsciously lowered his head.

After a while, I saw the young man raise the complex face that was written with perseverance, strength, and a faint shyness, and muttered in a low voice as if explaining: "For morning food, I used more vegetable sauce······

Seeing that the young man was still unwilling to open his heart to himself, Zhang Duowei only sighed with a long sigh of affection, and finally made up his mind, handed the reins in his hand to the guards beside him, and immediately grabbed the young man's arm and pulled the young man to the side of the road.

But what Zhang Duohuang didn't notice was: at the moment when his arm was grasped, a trace of chilling coldness obviously flashed on the young man's face!

Soon, the coldness and vigilance in the young man's eyes quietly dissipated into the valley with Zhang Duohuang's warm words.

"I heard from the township party that Shiro seems to have hidden the military rations issued in recent days?"

Seeing that the young man did not want to be the focus of the team, Zhang Duohuang was also very understanding and put his hand on the young man's shoulder, as if talking, and slowly walked forward along the side of the road.

And when he heard that one of the most outstanding officers in his township and the most outstanding peer in his clan was also on this trip, Zhang Duohuang, who shouldered the mission of 'taking care of the children of Zhangjiazhai', finally felt a little self-blame between the young man's eyebrows.

- Although there is no provision in the military law of the Han Dynasty that 'military rations must be eaten', and most of the soldiers will also save part of the rations, or keep them for emergencies or take them home, but basically no one will leave eighty or ninety percent of the rations like teenagers.

The reason couldn't be simpler: if you don't have enough to eat, you can't hold your sword steadily, you can't pull your bow and crossbow, and you can't walk down from the battlefield alive!

In the young man's opinion, Zhang Duohuang found him because he was worried that his move to save rations would affect the combat effectiveness of the other Sima under his command.

Thinking of this, the young man did not forget to scold a few informants in his heart, and then raised his head with a worried face.

"The situation of my brother's family, my brother is not ignorant."

"Back then, Bai Deng, the adults lost their hands and toes, and so did the uncle and middle brother."

"Since then, my younger brother's family has relied on my mother for my livelihood, but last year, my mother fell seriously ill and died······"

Recalling the tragic situation in his family, the young man gradually calmed down, and seemed to have some inexplicable confidence.

"In order to raise the funeral of my mother, the 100 acres of land in my brother's family were divided into 70 acres for the adults and sold to the ancestors of the brothers;"

"In my brother's family, the adults and the brothers have only been able to plough thirty acres of thin fields with their crippled bodies; Under the younger brother, there are also sisters and Ji Sankou······"

Speaking of this, the young man only lowered his head with grief on his face, and his volume slowly decreased to the point of being inaudible.

Looking at the young man's head again, and the tears that fell on the young man's wide military robe, Zhang Duowei couldn't help but let out a sigh and patted the young man's head again.

Speaking of which, the young man next to Zhang Duohuang is the most miserable family in Zhangjiazhai.

In the first year of the Han Dynasty, the three Qin dynasties were still established, and they began to teach fields in Guanzhong; Zhangjiazhai and Chang'an face each other across the Weishui, but a distance of 100 miles, since they got their own 100 acres of land early.

With a field at home, Guanzhong has also settled down, and there is no worry about hunger and cold, so naturally, there are three younger brothers and sisters in the mouth of the young man.

He already had three sons, and because of his rich rations, he added a son and two daughters, and the boy's father was full of gratitude to the present day.

Four years ago, the king of Han believed in Ma Yi to surrender the Xiongnu, and now the thunder is furious, and he has gathered a large army in Guanzhong, which is bound to fight a decisive battle with the Xiongnu!

Hearing that the Son of Heaven was recruiting, the boy's father put on his bow, picked up his sword, and even took his two eldest sons, who were no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and embarked on the journey called 'repaying kindness'.

And the tragedy in the teenager's family began at that time.

In wartime, a burly and powerful soldier over thirty years old, with two sons, can definitely be regarded as the backbone of the army!

But when such a three-person combat team composed of father, eldest son, and second son all lost their combat effectiveness and even basic survival ability in a war, it was a desperate and undoubted disaster for the family of these three people······

Losing the only labor force and even burdening the livelihood of three disabled people, the pressure on the teenager's originally happy family has increased dramatically!

And the teenager, as early as the age when he should be naughty and playful, began to help his mother and carry the burden of this unfortunate family.

And last year, the boy's mother was finally crushed by life, and this family that was about to be broken was completely crushed on the boy's shoulders.

- Raise your head, it is the father who is bedridden or has difficulty walking, and the two brothers;

Lowering his head, there are three young brothers and sisters who are waiting to be fed and can't help themselves;

Turning sideways, two-thirds of the 100 acres of land that originally belonged to the family no longer existed;

Closing his eyes is his mother's instructions when she was dying: take care of her younger siblings, take care of her father and brother, grow up quickly, and become a husband who stands up to the sky······

"Alas~"

"It's also a hard-working family······"

Recalling what happened to the teenager in the past few years, Rao had never experienced a similar feeling, and Zhang Duowei couldn't help but redden.

As the eldest grandson of Zhang Aiji, the third elder of Zhangjiazhai, although Zhang Duohuang is not a 'second generation', he can be regarded as worry-free since he was a child.

Especially since today's Dingli Han Dynasty, the hand-held people Tian Jue, and his grandfather Zhang Aiji retired from the army, was given a dove cane, and became the only three elders in Zhangjiazhai, and even the only three elders within a radius of hundreds of miles, Zhang Duohuang's family basically did not worry about survival anymore.

The reason is also very simple: when the field is granted today, Zhang Duohuang's father has separated from his grandfather.

Not only Zhang Duohuang's father, but even several other uncles also separated early.

Therefore, in Zhang Duohuang's family, although there are more mouths waiting for dinner, and there are more than 20 mouthfuls, the fields given today are as many as 600 acres.

- Grandfather Zhang Yi has 100 acres, father Zhang Pengzu has 100 acres, and the other four uncles are also 100 acres each.

Ordinary people have a family of five or six, and a hundred acres of land can fill their stomachs, not to mention that Zhang Duohuang's family is only more than 20 people, and there are 600 acres of land?

According to what Zhang Aiji often says, that is: life!

It's exciting!

Give the old man twenty or thirty grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and the old man can afford to raise them!

But obviously, unlike the 'wealthy' Zhang Duohuang family, the situation in the young man's family is extremely bad.

In fact, it stands to reason that even if my father and two brothers were disabled to varying degrees because of the battle, they could still move in the end.

In addition, the young man took his younger brothers and sisters to fight, and a hundred acres of land can barely support this family of seven.

But as the saying goes: the hemp rope is broken in detail, and bad luck always seeks the miserable.

The death of the only adult woman in the family made the only hope for survival in the young man's family, the 100 acres of land, only 30 acres remain.

But last year, it was Zhang Duohuang's father who bought the land in the boy's home, so that the boy's family could raise enough money to make the funeral go smoothly······

Thinking of this, Zhang Duohuang's face only quietly swelled with a touch of stiffness and a look of indebtedness.

But soon, that deficit was fleeting.

In its place, there is an inexplicable gentleness, and a sense of responsibility that no one can tell why.

"Shiro saved his rations, did he want to take them home?"

Hearing Zhang Duomi's question, the young man only turned his head sideways with a strange expression.

looked at Zhang Duohuang's pair of eyes, and seemed to say vividly: Otherwise?

"Uh······"

With a slightly embarrassed moan, and two stiff laughs, Zhang Duohuang finally stopped again, and looked at the young man with a sudden touch of seriousness.

"Did Shiro ever think: If you leave all the rations and don't eat the rice, what should you do when you get to Chu and the enemy is now?"

"If Shiro unfortunately dies in battle, the old husband, brother, sister, and Ji Zu of Shiro's family, how will they make a living in the future?"

As he spoke, Zhang Duohuang's gaze suddenly took on a hint of fierceness, and he grabbed the military robe on the side of the young man's shoulder, and forced his tone full of grief and anger to lower himself.

"Shiro knows that at the beginning of spring, Uncle Zhang once said that I am a middle brother in Shiro's family, and he almost hangs the beam?!"

"Shiro also knows: After the autumn of last year, Uncle Zhang sold his young daughter and a profiteer for the rice and grain he borrowed when he returned?!!

The low cry full of resentment provoked the young man to subconsciously lower his head, tightly clenching the corn hidden in his arms, and raising the green tendons of his originally weak fist.

The boy knows all these things······

Even his father's idea of 'selling his daughter for food' was desperately persuaded by the teenager!

But now, when Zhang Duohuang, a distant relative who is not an outsider and is definitely not a close relative, puts these things in front of him, the young man's eyes only quietly swelled with a touch of deep despair······

"Hiss ······"

"Hiss ······"

"Hmm..."

"Don't cry !!"

Before the young man's throat could be heard, Zhang Duowei hurriedly stepped forward and put his left hand around the young man's shoulder again, and his right hand was tightly covered between the young man's mouth and nose.

After walking out like this for a while, he felt that the young man had calmed down a little, and Zhang Duohuang let go of his right hand and persuaded him with a light face.

"Shiro first joined the army, and he didn't know anything about things in the army."

As he spoke, Zhang Duohuang did not forget to pretend to be chattering, and swept around the pawn passing by his side without a trace.

"Shiro should know: although the soldiers of the army, although they are not taboo to hide rations privately, but in wartime, if the stomach is empty and weak, then no matter how much rations are hidden, they will never be sent home!"

"Or once the battle is defeated, Shiro's private rations are actually eaten by thieves, and it is unknown if he is full of food and strength, and then kills two or three of his comrades in the army."

Hearing Zhang Duoxiao's words, the young man froze, and raised his head violently as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.

saw that Zhang Duohuang didn't wait for the young man to speak, so he was full of jokes.

"Don't put your hopes in me."

"If Shiro dies on the battlefield, I will never send food home for Shiro."

Seeing that Zhang Duohuang didn't wait for him to speak, he directly rejected his request, and the young man only lowered his head again with a sad face.

But what the young man didn't know was that as the controller of this 'other Sima', as the commander of these hundreds of Zhang's family villagers, Zhang Duohuang would not let any of the township party die in front of him no matter what.

What the young man didn't know was that as early as when he set out on the expedition, Zhang Duohuang's younger brothers had already gone to the boy's house to help the boy's family with the thirty acres of land and work for the autumn harvest······

"It's like that."

"How about the two of us make a bet?"

Zhang Duohuang's abrupt proposal naturally provoked the young man to subconsciously raise his head, and when he came back to his senses, he lowered his head with interest.

"My brother has no money······

Muttering in a low voice, the young man did not forget to tighten the hand holding his chest tighter, as if to warn Zhang Duohuang: Don't beat my attention to rations.

But seeing Zhang Duohuang waved his hand regardless of it, lowered his head slightly, and said mysteriously: "If this battle, Shiro can behead one level, and return with his whole body, I will beg the adults when I return home, and return the seventy acres of Shiro's house to Shiro." ”

"And don't take a penny!"

"Nothing to ?!!!"

The young man exclaimed in astonishment, causing the soldiers who were slowly walking along the road to look sideways.

Zhang Duohuang chuckled and nodded heavily, and immediately stretched out his right fist, as if waiting for the young man to reach a gambling contract with him.

"It's a deal!"

After a while, the young man's small, withered little fist smashed on top of Zhang Duohuang's sandbag-sized fist.

At this time, Zhang Duohuang's face finally slowly swelled up with the initial smile.

"A word is a !!"

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