Song Wen hurried to the Yamen of Taoshan County, and changed into the patrol official uniform that he had barely worn.

The uniform of a county inspector is not civil and military, and the soap-colored round neck looks uncomfortable, and Song Wen has always hated this dress. This is the second time I've worn this thing.

Master Huang came over to congratulate with a lot of emotion, and then made a testimony and watched the two messengers hand over the official certificate and seal letter to Song Wen. There was also a set of cyan official uniforms and a saber, plus thick-soled official boots, leather belts, and a strange set of armor.

Yu Hou of the Ministry of War arched his hand and said: "I know that Song Xuan knows that the soldiers and horses of a state have to go to the Ministry of War to meet the officials first, and they have to give the military talismans and letters, receive official clothes and utensils, and have eight personal soldiers...... But now, the Imperial Court Military Department and the Sanya are busy in a mess, and the Third Division and several cabinet elders said that there are still soldiers and horses outside the northern border in Gyeonggi or Xiangjunxun who are promoted and transferred...... Everything is simple, just go to Sanya to listen to the teachings of Shangguan! ”

Song Wen thanked him, and then An Chun, who was beside him, naturally stuffed two ingots of silver into the sleeves of the two messengers, and the messenger followed An Chun to go outside for pastime and drinking, and Song Wen was invited to the backyard of the county government to meet with Huang Zhuji.

Master Huang is not hypocritical, and he also called his son to give Song Wen a gift, the young man looked up and saw that this Uncle Song was not a few years older than him at all, and he couldn't help but be a little unconvinced.

is young, and there is no ancestor of the lord to take care of the family...... actually won the position of a state's soldiers and horses with his own strength! It's not easy......

Huang Zhushu chatted with Song Wen for a long time, chatting about his joy at the beginning of his young morality, talking about the anxiety and depression of not being able to lift people several times, and then he was thirty-five years old before he won the last rank of Tongjinshi...... In this life, I feel that I have cleared the clouds and seen the light of day...... As a result, it is still a long road!

Master Huang was drunk, drunk not only by the spirits but also by the young man's energetic eyebrows and eyes...... was so drunk that Master Huang forgot that he wanted to win over him, forgot what he meant by wanting to drill into the Gaoyu Mansion, and was so drunk that he forgot how he got drunk......

The son-in-law of the Huang master's family came out for his father and wanted to send it, Song Wen walked out of the back door of the official office indifferently, and Huang Gongzi bowed down and saluted...... "Song Chan is going slowly!" ”

Song Wen looked back at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy and said with a smile: "Thank you Xiao Yanei for wanting to send it, a certain family has said goodbye!"

The two guards led the horses, and Song Wen handed over the burden of the official uniform to the guards, then turned over and left quickly. Only a young man with envious eyes was left, fantasizing that if he one day was a Jinshi and the first Guangzong Yaozu, would he be so majestic?

On the third day of Song Wen's return, Li Yan rode out to hunt sullenly...... Chunniang stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the old guy's stubborn back, sighed and turned around to go back to nurse the child...... Men's affairs, women are not good to talk too much.

There was a knight standing next to each of the more than five hundred war horses, with Song Wen's familiar face inside, and a newcomer who looked at Song with excitement even more vigorously.

As usual, Song Wen explained to these cavalrymen in approachable words, which made the cavalry tremble with excitement.

More than a dozen jars of liquor were placed in the mouths of the Qingshan Zhaizhai, and each team of about ten or twenty cavalrymen changed into civilian clothes and pretended to be Jianghu guests or dart division guards to leave the military village in turn, and came to the door...... Song Wen raised the wine bowl and drank with a group of cavalry and villagers!

Syllable...... The clay wine bowl fell to the ground, and Song Wen wiped his mouth: "Happy...... Here's the peace! I'm in Dengzhou, Michigan...... I'm waiting for you to come back and work with me! ”

"Die for Lang Jun! Righteous words come first, do the right thing for heaven! ”

Bang Bang Bang ...... All the cavalry knelt down on one knee and saluted Song Wen, then got up and got on their horses and roared away!

A group of cavalrymen came over with red eyes, and Song Wen raised his wine bowl every time and saluted him sincerely...... Until his eyes were dizzy and staggering, he still refused to put down the wine bowl.

The ground next to the Eight Immortals Table was full of broken wine bowls with coarse magnetic fragments, and before he knew it, Song Wen's face was already full of tears...... These are all sons and daughters who have been rescued by themselves, and they are all helpless orphans!

These people are all Song Wen's baby bumps, and they have countless imaginations and arrangements for Song Wen...... Be a businessman, be a scholar! Be a farmer, be an artist, be a sailor...... In short, the last thing Song Wen wanted them to do was to get on the horse and draw their swords, and fight with the barbarians and bandits in order to survive......

But what can be done? The Great Song Dynasty is about to go to war with the Great Liao...... The ferocious and greedy Jurchens are about to see the wealth and corruption of the Great Song Dynasty!

With an army of nearly 500,000, it is impossible to defeat Yanjing City, which is guarded by a lone army...... Can't defeat any of the remnants of the defeated Xiongguan Jiancheng......

Jingkang ...... Jingkang! These two words were like a shackle on Song Wen's neck, reminding him all the time that if he was not prepared, if he did not have real strength to protect himself...... Everything he has right now is a flash in the pan.

There were still more than 20 teams of cavalry that had not passed through the walled gate, and Song Wen picked up a bowl of wine, and the whole person was already shaky. An Chun and Li Erlang knelt on one knee, helped Song Wen and said...... "Brother, you can't drink anymore!" It hurts so much......"

All the remaining villagers hugged over, wiped the corners of their eyes and persuaded them...... "Lang Jun, you can't drink anymore!" Can't drink anymore......"

Song Wen smiled, staggered and raised a bowl of wine...... "You're gone, I'm distressed!" Can...... Don't temper yourself with swords and guns, we will always be just frogs at the bottom of the well trapped on one side! Get out...... Go out and see what are the strengths of the barbarians in the north? See what they fear most...... War is about to go, a bloody war that will sweep the world! There will be deaths, many, many people will die, the court ...... The bullshit court is simply unreliable! We can only train ourselves to become a strong army first...... Grow yourself like a snowball to survive! Live well...... Save a few more relatives and friends, and save a few more innocent people! Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs! My generation, not relying on the court! Don't rely on God...... Don't rely on those high-ranking officials who are full of benevolence, righteousness, morality, and filth! We're on our own! ”

All the villagers snatched a bowl of wine, knelt in front of Song Wen and raised the wine bowl with tears in their eyes......

Song Wen shook off An Chun's arm, staggered forward a few steps and shouted: "Righteousness comes first, do the right thing for heaven!" Castle Peak Camp ...... Wansheng! ”

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! Wansheng! ”

More than 200 wine bowls were smashed to the ground, and more than 200 cavalrymen in different costumes turned over as horses in high spirits, and then walked out of the gate in turn...... Everyone finally looked at their shelter over the years, the most precious home for these orphans! Then he wiped away his tears, turned around and galloped out of the horse, and disappeared into the distance of the official road......

Song Wen couldn't hold it anymore and fell crooked into An Chun's arms.

Before falling asleep, Song Wen asked in a daze...... "What about Erlang?" What about Li Erlang? Let him come...... These brothers are all in my heart! Don't lose it in vain, pay attention to injuries and accidents...... Pharmaceuticals...... Gold Sore Medicine...... Don't ......"

An Chun wiped a handful of tears and whispered, "Brother, take a rest!" You haven't slept well in days...... Li Erlang had already left, and he didn't dare to talk to his brother...... Crying and leaving! ”

Song Wen sighed...... A deep slumber passed.