Chapter 2: The Boy's Walk (1)
The first year of Xingqing in the Great Song Dynasty, February, Huainan West Road of the Great Song Dynasty, Shouchun Mansion, and Anfeng Army.
The eight-character wall is open to the south, and there is no reason to come in without money.
The ancients respected the north as the top, the yamen are all sitting in the north and facing the south, the official office gate is left and right, two brick walls, along the side of the door in the shape of "eight" to the left and right front stretched. This kind of "eight-character wall" building shows the dignity and majesty of the official office, and also makes ordinary people daunted.
In the land of Huainan, the spring is cold and steep, early in the morning, on the "eight-character wall" on the right side of the Yamen of Anfeng Army, the place where the list is announced, is very lively, surrounded by a crowd of people watching.
"The edict said: I congratulate the treasure life, soothe the land, learn from the rise and fall of the predecessors, and think of the battle with trepidation, like walking on meager ice. In order to advocate the martial spirit of the people of the Great Song Dynasty and revitalize the weakness of the Great Song Dynasty for a hundred years, a martial arts hall was set up in Jinling Mansion City. All my patriotic youths, whether rich or poor, regardless of their background, can go to the Jiangwutang examination to study......"
Reading this, the surrounding onlookers were chattering, and they had already made a pot of porridge.
"This Jinling "lecture martial arts", was it hand-picked by Emperor Song? ”
"Isn't it clear from above, the edict says, it must be the will of the newly enthroned Emperor Song himself!"
"The new dynasty has a new atmosphere, and even the traitor has been killed, it seems that the new emperor is going to do a big job!"
People are talking a lot, gossiping, so lively. Someone shouted loudly.
"Everyone, don't make any noise, listen to Second Uncle Lu finish reading!"
The voices of the onlookers immediately became quieter.
“…… Anyone over the age of 17, under the age of 30, the body of the well-being, the rough understanding of literature and ink can go to the assessment, the assessment time is the first day of the first month of March to the fifth day of the first year of Xingqing. After passing the examination, the trainees are scheduled to graduate in one year, with a predetermined quota of 1,200 people, and after graduation, they will enter the army as junior officers, and those who pass the one-year internship in the army will be middle and low-level officers...... Tell the world...... The sixteenth day of the first month of the first year of Xingqing in the Great Song Dynasty......"
After Second Uncle Lu finished reading it, he immediately burst into a noisy shouting again.
"Brothers, I'm going to Jinling City! You just wait for the good news that I will be admitted to the Martial Arts Hall! ”
In the crowd, a fierce and resolute young man shouted loudly.
"Second brother, I'll go with you too! Let's be admitted to the Jinling Lecture Hall together, and we will fight him together to make a name for himself, and glorify the ancestors! ”
Another bantam tiger was full of triumph and shouted loudly.
The two hooked their shoulders and laughed, and the people around them coaxed.
"Hu San, just your head, if you can go to the martial arts hall, unless you are the emperor's brother-in-law!"
"That's it, Liu Er is okay. Just you Hu San, if you don't have a head and don't know a lot of big characters, you don't dream! ”
Everyone laughed, Hu San blushed, was pulled away by Liu Er, and the spectators frolicked and dispersed.
The Great Song Sailor School is far away in Dinghai, Zhejiang, and it is still a naval army, and the number of recruits is small, so these mainland people are not very interested.
Jinling Lecture Hall is different, the emperor is the principal, and it is located in the Jinling Palace, which is tall enough.
A group of young men carrying grain and firewood gathered around the list to watch, and there were many discussions.
"Jinling talks about martial arts, it seems that this new emperor is going to reuse martial artists!"
"In our house, only the eldest brother and the second brother can read and write. If you want to go to Jinling Lecture Hall, there are only a few of them! ”
"The second brother is still young, it seems that only the eldest brother is suitable!"
A group of young men dressed in coarse cloth and with the color of wind and frost on their faces were all poor families who sold wages and burned charcoal. Everyone was gossiping and eager to try.
The tall boy called the eldest brother was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he stepped forward to look at the list for a moment, holding the flat pole, and his eyes were shining.
"Second uncle, is it true that Jinling Lecture Martial Arts Hall recruits students?"
The eldest brother spoke in a hurried tone and asked about the only eldest second uncle who accompanied him.
He has been burning charcoal in the mountains for a while, and he didn't expect to encounter this incident the first time he went down the mountain to sell charcoal.
"It should be true. I heard that General Chen Jia'an of An Fengjun was also selected to enter the Jinling Lecture Hall, which seems to be true. ”
The second uncle looked at his nephew, nodded and said.
This nephew of mine is too vain, and he is afraid of seeing people when he sells charcoal. Jinling Lecture Martial Arts Hall recruits students, he won't move his heart, right?
Chen Jia'an is a fierce general in the army, young and brave, he was elected to the Jinling Lecture Hall, it seems that the Jinling Lecture Hall is indeed a thing.
"Big brother, this new emperor is really good. Just like selling charcoal now, those officials no longer dare to collect taxes. That's a lot of money saved! ”
The eldest brother was thinking about it, and a thin black boy said happily.
"I heard that the new emperor has created a firearm, and he will kill people by breaking armor hundreds of steps away, but it's amazing!"
"The honeycomb coal stove was also made by the emperor! And that soap, it's really easy to use, but it's more expensive! ”
Several teenagers gossiped, and the eldest brother put down his flat shoulder and leaned against the wall.
"Da Lang, what are you going to do?"
Seeing that the tall young man seemed to be about to enter the yamen, the second uncle hurriedly asked.
My nephew won't really want to apply for the Jinling Lecture Martial Arts Hall, right?
"Second uncle, I just brought the Ding household book, this is what God wants me to go. If I can't enter the Jinling Lecture Hall, the second brother will go in two years, and the third brother will go in a few years, and someone in the Lu family will always be able to get ahead. ”
The tall boy has a resolute attitude and cannot be questioned. He waved his hand to the suspicious youths and walked into the yamen.
It's already February, and if you delay the journey and miss the Jinling Lecture Hall, it will be really bad.
The second uncle sighed and did not stop his nephew.
Although there is one less laborer, the Lu family is already broken, and the one who can support the portal is the Lu family.
In this case, you might as well let your nephew give it a try, maybe there will be an unexpected surprise, it is better than nesting in the ravine for the rest of your life to burn charcoal.
"Stop! This is the important place of the yamen, do you want to break through? ”
Seeing the young man's rough clothes and short clothes, and the thick and worn shoes on his feet, the soap official at the entrance of the yamen immediately stepped forward to block it.
A group of mud-legged people were chattering and noisy outside the yamen, and he had long been unpleasant to see.
"Official, please inform me, the villain wants to be admitted to the Jinling Lecture Martial Arts Hall, and please meet the minister of the army in person, issue a certificate, and the villain will go to Jinling."
Justification, also known as public evidence. The written documents issued by the government to prove identity, ownership, financial receipts, etc., are similar to the letters of introduction from later generations.
"Just you? Lecture on martial arts? You don't pee on yourself? Get out of here, go back and chop wood and burn charcoal! ”
The soap clerk casually snorted coldly, looking extremely impatient.
Dressed in coarse cloth, his hands and face are charcoal black, dirty, and the smell of sweat is disgusting. A mud leg, he will break into the yamen at every turn, what kind of system will it become?
"The emperor's decree, you dare not let me in? Are you trying to resist the decree? ”
The tall young man's eyes showed a cold light, and he said coldly.
"Resistance? Lao Tzu resisted the decree, what's the matter? What can you do with Lao Tzu? You don't know how to live or die......"
The soap officials are used to being domineering in the county, and they are arrogant, and they don't look at the teenager at all.
Before the soap officer could finish speaking, the young man stepped forward and punched him hard, hitting the soap officer in the face. The soapman took a few steps back and fell to the ground, his entire face swollen.
The soapman was dizzy and lay on the ground, and before he could recover, the boy stepped forward and kicked the soapman in the chest. The soapman was in agony, and his body was arched.
The eldest husband is happy to take revenge and revenge, how can he be wantonly humiliated by these filthy guys?
[Lu Wende is a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty, but his reputation is not as good as Meng Hui and Yu Jue, and he spends a little more pen and ink, because the woodcutter is more legendary than the general, and which song "Cold Kiln Fu" on his ancestor is too famous. 】