There is not always a coherent relationship between dreams. Whether it is the storyline or the timeline of events, as long as you enter the dream in the dream, the dream state will be reset, and there will be no necessary connection between the next dream and the previous dream, just as you will enter the dream after falling asleep, and your consciousness of the waking state will be weakened.

Moreover, the memories used to establish dreams are still the internal memories of the dream medium of the real subject, so there will be no conflict.

Meng Juntong checked the timeline of Yang Chengwu's current dream, which had advanced to the year he joined the army and enlisted in the Iron Clothes Army. Regarding the memory of this time period, Meng Juntong still read some of it when he read the soul last time.

In history, Yan Baigong's reign was only five or six years, because Yan Guo abolished its military and political affairs, and was soon overtaken by many surrounding countries.

The arrogant days of the wealthy families in the country actually did not last long, probably from the third year of Yan Baigong's succession, there were neighboring countries that began to harass Yan Country one after another.

Back then, Yan Guo was a lion with an iron army of 200,000, but now it is the end of the tusks being pulled out and the claws being cut off. The small countries that were once dependent on Qiang Yan began to plunder and encroach on the surrounding Yan country one by one.

Yan Guo, one of the seven overlords of the dignified Warring States, had no power to fight back. However, in just over two years, there were less than 30 of the more than 70 cities in the Yan Kingdom.

Yan Baigong finally couldn't bear such a lot of pressure, and took the initiative to give up the position of the sovereign.

Because Yan Baigong did not have any promising heirs under his knees, he gave up this lord throne to one of his cousins, that is, Zhao Dingxiu, the Duke of Yanchang who was called the light of Yanguo Zhongxing in later generations.

Meng Juntong recalled the memories of the history of that era in his mind, nodded slightly after a while, and connected the corresponding events together to figure it out.

After Zhao Dingxiu, the Duke of Yanchang, succeeded to the throne, the first thing he did was to revitalize the military and government. The military and political reforms formulated by Yan Mugong, Zhao Zhen and Bing Daoqi Shu Baili Bin were reactivated one by one.

It is not an easy task to rebuild the Iron Army, so Yan Changgong decided to concentrate financial and material resources first to create an Iron Army. The number of this iron-clad army may not be as good as the former Yanguo Iron Army, but whether it is the quality of equipment, the quality of individual soldiers or the ability of the corps, it must be built according to the highest standards of the Iron Army.

Yan Changgong is a very capable monarch, especially at the moment of the survival of this country, he shows the courage and courage that ordinary people can hardly match. This time, any Hao clan forces that opposed his military and political transformation were cut off one by one by him with an iron fist and without mercy.

Meng Juntong remembered very well that she had read that period of history, and one of the most lively things that was being done in various parts of Yan Country at that time was the raiding of wealthy families.

Those wealthy families who were poor and extravagant disappeared one after another from the land of Yan Kingdom, and all the real money and silver that were stolen were all invested in the construction of the Iron Cloth Army.

Before he died, Yang Ji hoped that his son would join the Iron Cloak Army, because he firmly believed that the Iron Cloak Army was the only hope for reviving the entire Yan Kingdom.

But Yang Chengwu didn't believe it, he saw too many things that disappointed him, and he lacked the kind of faith similar to his father's generation in this country.

Meng Juntong continued to watch the impetus of the dream, she knew that Yang Chengwu would definitely go to the Iron Clothes Army, and she was very curious about how this would evolve next.

Liu Baicong is very smart, so far, whether it is the first or second dream, Liu Baicong has not added any plot guidance and interference. These were all things that had happened in the past, and he was just recreating the memories in the form of dreams.

What has already happened, in the dream, will not be flawed in any way. Because these things are real, even if there is a brief moment of familiarity in memory, it will only feel like an illusion of déjà vu, and you will not realize that you are dreaming.

"Isn't there a flaw," Meng Juntong never forgot that she was a dreambreaker, and she was indeed watching dreams, but more to find ideas to break dreams.

The scene is rapidly advancing and changing, and the dream weaver can slow down the dream, and naturally there is a way to make the progress of the dream story faster, and only need to connect the relevant memories in the original dream medium.

The surrounding scenes are changing, and the timeline is roughly a month away.

Outside the city of Yanjin, in a poplar forest, Yang Chengwu and Furong stood in front of a lonely grave and were silent for a long time.

At this time, Yang Chengwu had already changed into a suit of armor, obviously having joined the Iron Clothes Army.

He followed his father's last wish, participated in the first batch of iron-clad armor soldiers in Yan Kingdom, and successfully passed the selection.

"I'm leaving," Fleur's soft voice was filled with reluctance, but she also remembered that she had said that she would not bend the Yang family's spine because of her.

Yang Chengwu took Furong's hand and hummed: "In the future, the family will have to work hard for you." ”

Fleur shook her head: "Taking care of my mother and raising the children is what I should do, no hard work, no hard work." It's just that you have to go to the battlefield, when you fight, the sword and arrow have no eyes, you must be very careful, we are waiting for you to come back. ”

Yang Chengwu nodded, then slowly knelt down in front of the small tomb and took off two knives from his waist.

One of these two knives is a standard scimitar newly issued by the Iron Cloth Army, and it is called the Yan Knife. The other is that his father left behind the former iron army knife, and compared to the new Yan knife, the old father's knife is much thicker.

Many of the armor soldiers who participated in the Iron Clothes Army were equipped with double knives, and there were not many of the Iron Army veterans of Yang Ji's generation who could still wear armor to go into battle, but most of their children came to the Iron Clothes Army, and after the new Yan Sword was issued, they also hung the Iron Army old knives left by their fathers on their waists.

"Father, I'm in the Iron Coat. Although I haven't understood what you said, I will kill the enemy, make meritorious contributions, and then survive! I also want to see if the Yan Kingdom will become different. ”

Furong gently hugged Yang Chengwu from behind: "You will definitely live, you will." ”

The time should be almost up, a golden tripod appeared under Meng Juntong's eyes, and a stick of incense in the tripod was about to be burned, as long as Yang Chengwu remained in this dream before the incense burned out, then Liu Baicong's dream weaving would be considered a success.

The timeline was pulled by Liu Baicong again, and in a blink of an eye, it was the time when Yang Chengwu was about to leave home.

Furong has been sending Yang Chengwu to a small temple fifteen miles outside Yanjin City, Yang Chengwu led the war horse, put on armor and hung a knife, and along the way, the two did not speak again.

After being married for many years, there has already been a tacit understanding between the two of them, and many things and many words no longer need to be said.

"Just send it here," Mr. Yang said.

Fleur hummed and stopped.

Yang Chengwu looked down and saw the bamboo flute pinned to Furong's waist, and he was stunned for a moment and said: "For so many years, you have always carried a flute, but I have never seen you play." ”

Fleur looked down at the flute: "yes, I haven't used it all the time." ”

Can it be used? Yang Chengwu was a little puzzled, could it be that the role of this flute is not just for music?

"Brother Xiaowu, I'll play you a tune today. You remember this song, no matter where you go, remember it, so that no matter when, wherever you go, as long as you think of this song, I can come to you and accompany you. Furong said to Yang Chengwu with a serious face.