"Old friend, long time no see"...

A young boy in front of Qiu Rui said.

"Minister... The old slave is already fortunate to be able to meet the young master at his age"!

Qiu Rui was about to kowtow to the young boy,

But he was stopped by the boy and helped him up...

"Young master, I am relieved to see that you are in good health now, and the old slave is relieved"!

Qiu Rui said happily.

"This time I asked you to go to Northern Xinjiang, I think it is the most suitable to go.

"It's all old acquaintances. Be sure to bring them back safely! ”

The young boy said and beckoned his subordinates to make tea for himself and Qiu Rui.

"The old slave commands..."

"Hahahaha" Collar "... It's been more than ten years, why don't you remember"!?

The boy couldn't help laughing when he heard Qiu Rui's words...

"I heard that the Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division mutiny caused by food shortages and too many deserters..."

"But I don't know why the young master is trying so hard to find them!?"

Qiu Rui looked at the young man beside him suspiciously...

"Western Regions"...

"Because as early as the year I ascended the throne, there were envoys from the Western Regions who gave advice"!

After listening to the young man's words, Qiu Rui said after realizing as if awakened:

"Cannon!! Firebolt "!!

"Yes"...

The boy bowed his head and was silent for a moment.

"They used to be the pillars of the court, and they were all loyal servants of the young master."

"Get them back, the old slave will live up to his mission."

Qiu Rui said excitedly.

The young man in his early twenties opposite Qiu Lao has a delicate appearance that does not reduce the heroic posture of "once", and the blazing eyes under the eyebrows of a pair of willow leaves exude a unique "fighting spirit". He is the emperor of the previous dynasty "Jian'an"....The "young master" often mentioned by the "hats", and he is also the "ancestor" immortal monarch praised by the rivers and lakes...

The firearm, also known as the "fire barrel", is the world's earliest metal shooting firearm, which belongs to the fire door gun. The appearance of the gun is the first generation of metal tubular shooting firearms in ancient Vietnam, which has brought the development of weapons into a new stage and opened a new chapter in the development of later forms of warfare and military technology.

Ancient texts have recorded this:

At first, it was said that the gun hand was self-loaded and self-ordered, but it was not only delayed when it was rushed, but also the fire rope could not be taken care of, and every time the gunpowder was burned, it often caused chaos in the camp. And one hand to support the gun, the other hand to ignite, the point and support, that is, not hit! Today, the gunners are gathered together, four people are in charge of the cannon, or one person is dedicated to the engine, one person is in charge of the charge, and two people are in charge of the charge replacement. However, this method can only be applied to the city guard, if it is in battle, there is no one to go out of order, and the army will be defeated. This method can be used for the side gun, and the bird gun is still a single self-release. ”

Although it has its own weaknesses, it is still a powerful weapon of destruction in ancient warfare. The self-loading and self-filling firecracker is the first choice for fighting. In fact, the "Western Regions" of the ancient Yue Kingdom at that time used the tactics of birds and guns to circulate in a row, which had been proven on the battlefield to be effective in containing the enemy with superior numbers. It is a pity that in the "Beijing Division Rebellion" in the "Eight Years of Yongqing", although the Beijing Division troops had the advantage of winning the battle, they failed to respond well to the tactical application of "street fighting."

The captured soldiers of the Jingshi Rebellion once reflected on the advantages and disadvantages of the two armies, and pointed out that the bird-gunned men of the "Jingshi Rebellion" only released their guns once when they encountered the enemy army, and before they had time to charge any more charges, the iron horsemen and soldiers galloping from the horses rushed into the formation. According to the captured soldiers, the bow used by the martial "Forbidden Forest Guard" was not really remarkable, but the rapid movement provided by its sturdy horses often made the enemy unable to react.

In the "Jingshi Rebellion" in the eighth year of Yongqing, the guns of the Jingshi soldiers were generally used incorrectly, so that Emperor Jian'an was "abdicated" and fled by the sudden mutiny. However, after more than ten years of forbearance and "lying on the salary and tasting courage", "Jian'an Youth" has developed and strengthened its own power, and it is popular among the people. Such as the "step ancestors" of the rivers and lakes and the major forces. The "boy" has not given up the use of firearms, and he has already turned his hands like a cloud. Determined to compete with the "martial style".

"Lao Qiu, tomorrow I will ask you to make a special trip to rescue the "old man" in northern Xinjiang. ”

"We'll have some of our guys there to connect with you. Please"...

The young man opposite Qiu Rui got up and thanked him after speaking.

"Where, where, these are the things that Wechen should do,"

"In the past ten years, the old minister has gone through ups and downs with the young master",

"This trip to the north must live up to its mission."

Qiu Rui began to bow down to the young abdicated "emperor" at this time!

The excitement of a moment of emotion...

"Old Qiu, come, after more than ten years of hard work, we will come back,"

"The show is about to begin..."

The boy picked up Qiu Rui, the former minister, and walked to the door of the main ship's tent, rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the north.

"That old minister will leave immediately and set off early tomorrow morning"!

"I will definitely find the brethren in the northern Xinjiang"...

Qiu Rui said.

"Then wait for Qiu Lao's good news"!

"I can't stay here for too long, I'll be discovered by the local government,"

"When the time comes, listen to the signal of the hat, and we will meet at the "pier".

After the young man finished speaking, he was escorted to the side by the "hat" next to the fast-sailing fishing boat,

Under the "cover" of the fog, there was no trace ...

For a time, only Qiu Rui, the "old minister" who was "entrusted with heavy tasks", was left in the bow of the ship.

"Northern Xinjiang Capital Division" is located in the northeasternmost border of "Yue Kingdom" and the lower reaches of the "Ming River". In the "eighth year of Yongqing", the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division" was officially established.

Hundreds of "health offices" north of "Northern Xinjiang" obeyed the orders of the central government and directly established contact with the "Yue Ting" officials without going through the intermediate link of "local envoys". At the same time, the Yue Kingdom has also established a post station system of thousands of miles, which is fully handled by the "Northern Xinjiang Capital Division".

In the ninth year of Yongqing, the "Yue Ting" decided to promote the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Guard" to the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Health Envoy", and the local government was transferred to the central command organization. As a result, the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division" is the highest level of local military-government integration system, and directly belongs to the central government of the "Yue Dynasty". At the same time, two post roads were also opened in the east and west to ensure the transmission of documents and the transportation of tribute and food.

As a result, the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division" grew into a special unit, the "Indian Protection Army". Therefore, the number of standing troops in the garrison of the capital division gradually increased from 2,000 to 3,000 at the highest. At the very least, the number of officers and soldiers is not reduced to 500, and they are rotated every two years, and the officers and soldiers who return to northern Xinjiang at the end of the period are rewarded heavily. The literature says this:

"There are 3,000 officers and soldiers in northern Xinjiang, and they will be given seven stones of grain, a total of 21,000 stones. from it. ”

It is enough to see that the ranks of the "Indian Protector Army" have grown and the imperial court has attached great importance to rewards. However, in this extremely cold zone of the north, the soldiers there made a "mutiny". The reason is simple, "capture the seal"!

The mobilization of the army requires the "seal" of the army, but before the establishment of the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division", there were local minority ethnic groups competing for power, which led to the collapse of the "Northern Xinjiang" regime. From then on, under the coercive hand of the "Wushi" emperor, the "Forbidden Forest Guard" was stationed, and the local ethnic groups had to pay tribute and obey the orders of the Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division. Only with the official seal can the people be effectively governed, and the "Northern Xinjiang Metropolitan Division" thus implements the "hereditary system". The patriarchs of ethnic minorities hereditarily govern northern Xinjiang, pay tribute to the "Dayue" court every year, and bear the "slavery" and "labor" of the Dayue court.

In the early morning, the call of birds by the river case woke up everything. Everything wakes up in the morning light and starts the day... Fangzi set off from the riverbank with Qiu Rui's family and began her plan to go to northern Xinjiang...

"What's your name, this girl?"

Qiu Rui threw a chatter at Fangzi.

"My surname is Yu, Yu Wenfang, call me Fangzi"!

Yoshiko responded happily.

"You said you were from 500 years later"!?

"What kind of world is it over there"!?

Huiwei asked Yu Wenfang in thought.

"Over there... There are a lot of metropolises, high-rise buildings"!

"Metropolis? What is it? What is a high-rise building? ”

"It's just... That's the kind of thatched hut with more than 100 floors, and each floor has a "thatched toilet"!

Yu Wenfang uses what she feels is appropriate to describe the life of her time. peacetime

Fangzi, who loves the house, always fantasizes about the fairy romance wandering the world. As a result, the heroine of this story is Yu Wenfang herself, and she began to feel excited and even wanted to explain to Huiwei the life in her world, which was so gorgeous and colorful.

"How can you climb such a high house, you will be very tired, right??

Qiu Huiwei asked Fangzi with a curious expression.

"Hahahaha sister, our high-rise buildings have elevators."

"Elevator"!?

At this moment, Huiwei has no usual rationality and arrogance, and after getting along with Fangzi for a long time, she looks like a doll who has never seen the world. Since she was born, Huiwei began to read the Four Books and the Five Classics with her father, and at the age of seven, she began to paint and recite poems. And when faced with this girl of her age, she began to seem so childish and curious.

"Elevator. Forehead... The elevator is a ladder that can fly, you can listen to us, and you can fly a few floors if you want. It's awesome, hehe."

Yu Wenfang replied with a smile. On the other hand, he secretly thought about the whole father and daughter who made her suffer.

"Liar, stairs fly? Could it be that it can't grow legs on its own? Pack up your hands carefully"!

Huiwei said vigilantly on the spot.

"Believe it or not, it's this thing that can make the stairs fly, you see!!

Yu Wenfang was so frightened that she took out the "access control card" for getting on the elevator in her clothes pocket on the spot. Otherwise, I was almost whipped on my thin body by the rattan that Huiwei carried....

"What is this"!?

Huiwei handed over the magnetic card given by Fangzi and began to look at the palm-sized "card" repeatedly. When she began to see the pattern on it, she suddenly loved it like a treasure.

I can't help but sigh:

"It's so realistic that there are such beautiful paintings in this world!!

The dialogue between Huiwei and Fangzi can be called a "dialogue of the century", and the two have always been by each other's side like "best friends". There was talk and laughter along the way...

"This is the station",

"Let's go in a carriage"...

As Qiu Rui spoke, a figure walked out from the side of the post fence...

"Brother Xu Bin"~

Hui Wei screamed out at once, and the family gathered together in a happy mood.

"Master, Hui... Huiwei, I... I'm coming"!

Xu Bin's words showed a hint of joy, but his clothes were a little old.

"Why does he talk like this"!?

"Stuttering"!?

Yu Wenfang asked.

"Brother Xu Bin followed his father to escape the war when he was a child,"

"It was caused by excessive fright, but my father said it was caused by taking care of me."

Huiwei's words were apologetic, and the gentle gaze in her eyes towards Brother Xu Bin expressed her reverence for her brother.

"Hello, Swordsman!!

Yu Wenfang playfully "accosted" Xu Bin and said...

“...”

"Why did you let her go"!?

Xu Bin was silent for a while, and said to Qiu Rui and Huiwei...

"She ,..."

"She's not from here... Let's talk about it in detail on the way"!

Qiu Rui interrupted the conversation between his daughter and Xu Bin and said...

"Station" is a word with a bit of romantic temperament in the minds of modern people, such as "life station", "mood station" and so on, as if the station has become a spiritual harbor full of warmth. However, in ancient times, the post station was a highly practical "institution", which has been continuously applied to modern times, and can be called one of the "state institutions" that existed for the longest time in ancient times.

The emergence of "post stations" is inseparable from the long-term backward and low level of transportation in ancient times. If modern people want to go to a city thousands of miles away, they can take modern transportation such as planes, trains, and ships, and they can reach it in a few hours at most. But for the ancients, it was a long journey. In ancient times, there were no airplanes and trains, and when you went far away, you could only ride a horse or a carriage or take a boat, and it would take ten days and a half to move, which was protracted. The country needs to maintain the rule of the system, and a large number of people travel between cities every day, so the post station system came into being.

It turned out that the ancient post station was not a warm haven for physical and mental relaxation at all, but it made some officials complain. The food conditions and hygiene of the post house were poor. Many post stations are located in remote mountains, the sanitary conditions are extremely bad, the post stations need to keep grain and vegetables in accordance with the regulations, but because the head of the post station is privately deducted, coupled with poor storage, often the portion is insufficient, and the freshness is lacking.

Moreover, the level of accommodation in the post house is low. Many post stations are often located in the wilderness, and most of the guests are low-class post soldiers and rough people who are not exquisite, so the accommodation conditions are inevitably "bad".

"It stinks"!!

A high-pitched voice interrupted the group's thoughts...

When Yu Wenfang saw the scene of the ancient post station, she felt disgusted. The dilapidated inn was far more dilapidated than she had imagined...

"Wen Fang, let's go away some"...

This is the first time in Huiwei's life in 12 years to step out of the "tube building" in Pingjiang County, but the "dirty and messy" environment of the post station here is really difficult to compliment. Seeing such an environment, Huiwei misses the growth and life of "Silolou" even more. This made her grateful to the people who had rescued her, and her father's loving care for her!

At this time, Xu Bin took out the "cover" from the house and said:

"Sister Huiwei, this...."

"This is, I give.... To give.... Here you go.... You..... Take..."

"Take.... Take ...."

...

"Brought it to you"!!

Yu Wenfang snatched the "cover" from Xu Bin's hand with one hand and said:

"Wow, this is silk, and splendid..."

"How can you have the conditions to use supplies of this material"!?

Yu Wenfang gently stroked the "cultural relic" she saw under a momentary surprised expression. Because Fangzi knew that in ancient times, the lower or middle class laborers were not in a position to own the so-called "silk" material of daily necessities. Therefore, Yu Wenfang is very careful and "discerning" to look at all the scenes of "Dayue" she sees, "like a few treasures"!

"Kid, don't touch it... You and Huiwei will sleep together tonight!"

Qiu Rui said solemnly.

Yu Wenfang looked at the serious and tender "Mr. Teaching" opposite for a while. In Yoshiko's cognition, this teacher is a menopausal man who has been suppressed by the imperial court and has been in a slump. Moreover, the resounding "slaps" on Yu Wenfang's face are enough to confirm the views she believes.

Yu Wenfang smiled... It is a deep and sincere smile for Qiu Rui and Huiwei's father and daughter. It reminded her of her father and the bits and pieces of her upbringing. "Sauerkraut soup", "big mullet", and "father's silent teachings", these are Yu Wenfang's "treasures"...

“... Woooooooooo

Yu Wenfang was homesick, and after calmly saying the words of her emotional defense, she turned her head into the corner of the post station fence and "cried silently" alone...

“！？”

"Miss Wenfang, what's wrong with you"?

"My father didn't mean to be evil to you",

"Don't take it to heart, or I'll give you the quilt,"

"I sleep in a grass hut with my father"....

After listening to Huiwei's words, Yu Wenfang cried even louder.

Hysterical...

This made Qiu Huiwei, who was on the side, at a loss for a while, she didn't know what way to make the girl from the same age as him five hundred years later so sad. Huiwei gently stroked Yu Wenfang's back to make her more comfortable.

"I miss home"...

Yu Wenfang expressed the emotion of "five hundred years" in her heart, and then leaned on Qiu Huiwei's shoulder to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Your daddy must have taken good care of you, right!?

"How do you live with your daddy"!?

Huiwei curiously threw a question to Yu Wenfang about the "insensibility" and "ignorance" of modern life. This question made Yu Wenfang happy for a while, because she had never expressed her thoughts and feelings to her parents (note: she did not have the courage and confidence to express it), and she could say that her parents loved her without scruples, and she felt that it was so beautiful!

"My mother and father love me very much, and I am just like you."

"They like to watch TV very much, and they will take me to watch it together, which is very happy"...

Yu Wenfang, who was talking, smiled again...

She spanned 500 years and came to a "Garden of Eden" where she could dialectically and reflect on her happy life. "Da Yue", everything in Fangzi's eyes at this moment is remembered in her twelve-year-old age!

"TV... Hahaha",

"You're saying it's funny."

"Electric... Look"

"Watching TV..."

Huiwei laughed out loud as if she had been poked in the laughing hole by Yu Wenfang.

"TV is all about seeing people and things anywhere",

"You can see whatever you want, you can see it in the 80s, you can do it in the 20s"....

Yu Wenfang said eloquently.

"So amazing"!?

"Isn't that just a fairy's magic"!?

"Do you need to shout a mantra like 'haste as a law' at any time"?

Hui Wei said excitedly.

"Remote Control",

"A little remote control will do".

....

Huiwei seems to have found the object of her heart, like opening a "chatterbox" that has been closed for 12 years. Yu Wenfang talked eloquently, while Qiu Hui on the side kept throwing questions. The two pulled and talked until noon.

"I see, let's set off early tomorrow morning"...

Qiu Rui smiled at "Xu Bin", shook his head helplessly and said.

Xu Bin took out his money bag, walked into the account room of the post station, and paid two for a night's stay.

After settling everything, the simple Burrow ushered in the first dusk of the inn in a burst of "laughter". The night is coming...