Early in the morning, Zhao Ji woke up from her sleep, sleepy, revealing a lazy charm, looked at the world outside the window, Zhao Ji squeezed outside, until she was close to a soft embrace, and then got a sense of steadiness.

"It seems pretty good here." Zhao Ji thought about all the things last night, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Last night, Zhao Ji naturally slept very comfortably, and the indulgence when the night was about to expire her physical strength, and she could only beg for mercy in the middle of the night, but Zhao Ji found that it was not necessarily only indulgence that made her feel happy, and like last night, nothing happened, just like an ordinary married couple who had been married for a long time, sleeping together, which also made her herself get a sense of satisfaction that filled her heart.

"What's good?" Yang Ming, who also woke up from his sleep, asked.

"Everything." Catching up with Yang Ming's gaze, Zhao Ji scratched Yang Ming's jaw, which already had an extra layer of shallow stubble.

"Everything." Yang Ming stopped Zhao Ji's smooth shoulder and rubbed it gently, now this feeling is indeed very good.

"What are you thinking?" Sensing Yang Ming's distraction for a moment, Zhao Ji asked.

"If you wake up every morning and see the person you like by your side, it's probably the rarest happiness in the world." Yang Ming said.

"It's very good, but unfortunately, that person is not me, and you should almost get married." Zhao Ji said faintly.

"According to the customs of this world, it's almost." Yang Ming said, and the shadow of the purple girl couldn't help but appear in his mind.

When it comes to marrying a wife, the purple girl before the separation in Luoyi is undoubtedly the woman Yang Ming wants to marry the most, no matter in which aspect, the purple girl is the most suitable candidate for a wife, but unfortunately, the purple girl has the responsibility she has to bear.

"The salamander is not a suitable wife." The color of Yang Ming's memories made Zhao Ji think that Yang Ming thought of the startled salamander, so he spoke.

The startled salamander is good at everything, whether it is appearance, personality, or martial arts, it is one of the few best existences among women, but in Zhao Ji's opinion, the startled salamander is not a suitable wife candidate.

Yang Ming's huge mansion is only her, Hu Ji, and two little girls, such a situation can be described as unique in Xianyang City.

Yang Ming has no relatives around him, so his future wife is particularly important, that is, the person who wants to hold up the lintel for the Yang family, and the startling salamander is obviously not suitable for such a thing.

"I think it's good, as long as you like it, it's done, as for the rest, there are too many means to get it, and there is no need to involve marriage." Yang Ming was noncommittal.

Yang Ming's purpose in pursuing power is only to get the maximum freedom, not to give up his freedom for the sake of power.

"You're pretty nice to the salamander." Zhao Ji bit Yang Ming, obviously still a little dissatisfied with Yang Ming's love for the startled salamander, in such a matter, which woman is really generous.

"Biting is not a good habit." Yang Ming pinched Zhao Ji's cheek and said.

"Are you sure?" As Zhao Ji spoke, she stretched out her tongue and licked her lips that were not red and red, which was quite charming.

"Are you doing this again?" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and asked very emotionally.

Let the dignified Empress Dowager Qin bow her head, the kind of stimulation that goes straight to the depths of the soul is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

"It's my business whether it's okay or not, and it has nothing to do with you." Zhao Ji, who aroused Yang Ming's thoughts, suddenly retreated, this cunning woman has always been a master in provocative aspects.

"The Queen Mother should know that my riding skills have always been good." Yang Ming said.

"You?" Zhao Ji was stunned, and immediately understood what Yang Ming was talking about.

"The mourning family's riding skills are also very good." Zhao Ji fought back.

……

After sending Zhao Ji back to Ganquan Palace, Yang Ming went directly to the military camp in Shanglin Yuan, compared to the military and political power of the Protector Mansion, Yang Ming was more concerned about the formation of the forbidden army, and he wanted to create an elite army that could defeat any army in the world according to his ideal template.

In this troubled world, this is a kind of romance that only men can understand.

In the past three months, 15,000 good families from various counties in Guanzhong have entered this military camp in Shanglin Yuan, and the remaining places have to be requisitioned from Taiyuan County, Hedong County and other counties outside Guandong, and it will take a while to complete the remaining 12,000 places because of the long distance.

As for the quota of 3,000 teenagers left by Yang Ming alone, it has been fully convened, compared to the recruitment of good families, the recruitment of young people is much simpler, after all, the family background of these teenagers is not very good, so they naturally hope to enter the military camp early, which can also reduce the burden on the family.

Therefore, as soon as the families of these teenagers received the conscription order, they rushed to Xianyang as soon as possible.

On the school ground, a huge map was hung on the parade platform, and a group of teenagers walked towards the map, looking at the map in front of them curiously, some teenagers could see something, and some teenagers were completely dazed and ignorant.

In front of the map, he is a small official of the military education of a chief military teacher in the military department of the Protector Army, surnamed Su, a small man from Yiyang, Qin State, although he is not proficient in the study of a hundred schools, but he has some extraordinary talent in the map of the Protectorate, because he was hired into the Protector's Mansion, he became a small official who was only a hundred stones.

"Do you know what this picture is in front of you?" Su Yu looked at the energetic teenagers in front of him and asked with profound meaning.

"Isn't this a map?" Among them, the young men with knowledge of the map spoke one after another.

"Yes, this is Yutu, where are you from?" Su pre-pointed out a teenager.

"Anyi, Hedong County." The boy who was called replied.

"Do you know where Anyi City is on this map?" Su asked pre-asked.

"Well, I don't know." The young man shook his head, although he knew such a thing as a map, but the map in front of him was too big and too big, beyond his cognition.

"Hedong County, in this location." Su pre pointed to an area in the map.

With Su Yu's movements, all the teenagers looked at each other, and looked at the map in front of them with burning eyes, and the map in front of them seemed to open up a whole new world for them.

"This is Anyi." Su Yu pointed out another point.

"Is Anyi City, so big, only so small?" The young man from Anyi City muttered to himself.

"This is Xianyang." Su Yu pointed to Xianyang's position again.

"You young people from Hedong County, after leaving home, will meet here, that is, Fenglingdu, and then cross the big river, all the way to the west, walk across the Jingshui pontoon bridge, and finally come to Xianyang and Shanglinyuan." Su pre-drew a route with his fingers on the map.

"We've been on the road for ten days, and we're just that far away on the map?" A teenager, also from Hedong County, exclaimed.

"What about you, where are you from?" Su Yu pointed to another relatively short teenager.

"Me? My home is in Wancheng, Nanyang County. The young man whose name was called replied a little reservedly.

"Nanyang County, Wancheng, here, when you come to Xianyang, you should take this route, go north along this, pass through Wuguan, and enter Guanzhong, and finally come to Xianyang."

In the next half of the day, Su Pre found out the hometowns of one teenager after another on the map, so that the eyes of those teenagers who were found out of their hometown were firmly fixed on the map, and the teenagers who had not been found out of their hometown also looked at Su Pre expectantly, hoping that Su Pre could call his name.

"My lord, my home is in Wushan in Qianzhong County, can I find it on this map?" A dark, thin teenager stood on tiptoe in the crowd and asked with a bit of shyness.

"Qianzhong County, that's a bit far away." Su pre-said.

"yes, on the way, we walked for two months." The young man looked at Su Pre expectantly, coming to Xianyang from his hometown, although he was full of hope, but when the young man left home, why didn't he miss home and miss his relatives?

"Qianzhong County, in the southwest direction of Nanyang County, down from Nanyang County, here is Nanjun, from Nanjun to the west, along the river, upstream, to reach here, it is Wushan." In the expectation of the young man, Su Yu identified the location of Wushan in Qianzhong County in the map.

"So my home is here." The young man looked at the direction that Su Yu was pointing and kept it firmly in his heart.

In the Xianyang Palace, Qin Wangzheng, who had been paying attention to the barracks of the forbidden army in Shanglin Yuan, listened to Zhao Gao's report, and there was a lot of hesitation in his expression, and asked: "The only thing the Zhonghu Army has done in the past few days is to teach those young recruits to recognize the map?" ”

"The slave and maid are also puzzled, but what the Central Protector has done in the past few days is indeed only this one." Zhao Gao replied.

"What does he mean by that?" Qin Wangzheng wondered.

"Perhaps, it will be a little longer before we can see the intentions of the Central Protectors." Zhao Gao was not convinced.

In the confusion of Qin Wangzheng and Zhao Gao, after four days, the three thousand teenagers in the military camp all found their hometown from Yutu, they will discuss their hometown with their new friends when they are resting, before coming to Xianyang, they have never gone out of the county, even the village, through the experience of coming to Xianyang all the way, through the understanding of Yutu, a new world is opening up to them.

It turns out that their Qin State is like this, and it turns out that this world is so big.

On the fifth day, Yang Ming, who was the chief general of the forbidden army, finally appeared on the school grounds.

Under the admiring gaze of the teenagers, Yang Ming said loudly: "Do you know why Ben will spend four days letting you do nothing but just observe and get to know the map?" ”

In the incomprehensible eyes of the young people, two words came out of Yang Ming's mouth: "The world." ”