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As soon as Fan Yunchao got down from the city wall to the urn city, he saw Li Ming, who had been waiting for a long time, and immediately guessed that the city lord had something to summon, so he hurriedly walked over and asked, "Li Ming, but the city lord has something to see me?"

Li Ming gave a standard military salute and said, "General Hui, the city lord invites you to have important matters to discuss." ”

Fan Yunchao said, "Have you been waiting for a long time? But what's the urgency? Why don't you let someone go up and inform me?"

Li Ming hurriedly said: "General, the city lord has specially instructed you to report to you after you are busy with business, according to the general's speculation, the city lord should only have some important and non-urgent matters to discuss with the general." ”

Fan Yunchao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, the memorial activity is over, let's hurry up and go to the city." ”

Li Ming helped Fan Yunchao onto the horse, and he also jumped on his mount to open the way in front, Fan Yunchao took four personal soldiers and ran quickly towards the direction of Bingcheng with Li Ming.

Seeing that General Fan had left, the other battalions also walked down the city wall one after another, and returned to their barracks and residences with their own soldiers.

Left behind on the north wall of the city were the border troops under the command of Ma Qianzong and Huang Qianzong, who arranged a small number of soldiers to continue to guard and patrol, and all other personnel participated in cleaning up the altar and sacrificial sundries.

Mr. Ma Qian and Mr. Huang Qian stood on the edge of the battlements together, looking at the skyrocketing fire on the Jingguan of Meng Yuanjun's corpse in the distance, and the stench of burning the corpse was already faintly smelled in their noses.

Dozens of brothers who had set the fire had returned to the city walls, and the border troops on the city had pulled them directly from under the city to the city walls by means of special winches and baskets, so as to prevent the enemy from attacking the city gates when they were opened.

The two thousand presidents stepped forward to hug these brothers who braved the wind and snow to burn Jingguan, praised and encouraged a few words, and saw that these people were gray one by one, and knew that this errand had caused a great psychological shadow to the border soldiers who believed in the theory of gods and ghosts, and immediately announced that they would give these dozens of brothers a three-day holiday.

Mr. Ma Qian and Mr. Huang Qian sent away these dozens of brothers who were fireproof, and Mr. Ma Qian said: "Lao Huang, the snow will melt next month, do you think it will be harmful to burn the corpse like this?"

Mr. Huang Qian glanced at Mr. Ma Qian and said, "What you said is harmful, are you worried about the outbreak of the epidemic, or do you think it is against the peace of heaven?"

Mr. Ma Qian sighed and said: "Yes, in fact, I can't say clearly, I don't think the general was happy when he left just now, I always feel that he and the city lord are under too much pressure, and our subordinates can do too little for them." ”

Mr. Huang Qian also nodded seriously: "Yes, it can be seen in this Dunhuang defense battle, we have really been comfortable for too long, if there is no city lord and general, maybe Dunhuang City has been broken a long time ago, we should really improve our skills quickly."

Alas, the general asked me to recognize a thousand words, I don't know when I will be able to learn it, I don't want to be as civil and military as you in the future, at least I can read a document by myself. ”

Mr. Ma Qian asked curiously: "Lao Huang, a thousand words, how many do you already know?"

Mr. Huang Qian's black face turned red and shouted: "Uh, old horse, you don't have such a poke at people's sore spots!"

Mr. Ma Qian said: "Lao Huang, I really don't mean that, I'm just helping you calculate, if the general remembers this one day and wants to beat you up, do I think you can still be saved?"

Mr. Huang Qian's face instantly turned sallow: "If I say so, I can only recognize less than a hundred words, even if ten words hit a military stick, I will have to suffer ninety military sticks, so most of my life will definitely be gone." ”

Mr. Ma Qian said: "Lao Huang, although you are illiterate, you can do arithmetic, you know what the consequences are, don't hurry up to become literate, don't be lucky, the general's memory is very good." ”

Huang Qian hurriedly said: "Fortunately, Brother Ma reminded me, I will go to study! By the way, Brother Ma, you know that I have no longevity and love to be lazy, you must remind me often in the future, otherwise if I am lame, brother, there will be no one to accompany you to garrison Beicheng." ”

Mr. Ma Qian laughed and said: "Go quickly, I will not let you be crippled if I am staring at you, but if you are not obedient and study hard, I may beat you first." ”

Huang Qian ran down the city and said, "If Brother Ma beats me for my literacy, I will never fight back." ”

Mr. Ma Qian looked at the back of Mr. Huang Qian's hurried departure, shook his head and sighed: "It seems that simple-minded people are quite happy, at least they won't have so many troubles." ”

Ma Qian always looked at the burning fires again, his eyes were a little complicated, his ancestors were Uighurs, and now the family still believes in Tianfang, it is still difficult to accept this practice of directly burning corpses, but this is war, and many things cannot be viewed with a normal mentality.

Under the guidance of the master craftsman of the instrument battalion, Ding Yong, the head of the army, is slowly dismantling the altar on the city wall, which is a detachable altar that the instrument battalion has recently produced, which can be used repeatedly, and belongs to a relatively sophisticated wooden mortise and tenon structure.

Mr. Huang Qian specially designated Ding Yong to be responsible for the dismantling work, believing that they were reliable as a whole and suitable for such precision work.

Ding Yong didn't think that he was suitable for precision work, and the entire altar had not been dismantled halfway, and Ding Yong and his brothers had been scolded by the master of the equipment battalion who looked like a short and fat butcher no less than twenty times, such as "stupid pig, idiot".

Ding Yong's face turned red, and his forehead was sweating, this was not tired, the work of dismantling the altar was indeed not a lot of work, but a delicate work, and it was more of a drain on the mind.

Ding Yong's sweat is half of the sweat that is nervous when he is working, and half of it is the annoyance and anger of being scolded by the master, if it weren't for the position of the master craftsman who is equivalent to the position of the battalion officer Qianzong, he would have pulled out a knife and cut this old forgetful, and he simply didn't treat his brothers as people.

Lao Li Tou is also a sweat, although he is just forty, but his eyes are a little spent, he can't see clearly, he doesn't dare to use his hands, for fear of pulling the mortise and tenon structure of the altar to collapse, look at the posture of the master, if the altar is really damaged, the master craftsman will definitely throw this brother into the military prison and squat for a month.

Wang Xiaoer is the main force in dismantling the altar, he is young, his eyes are good, and his hands and feet have not been frostbitten during the winter night patrol, so he can be regarded as handy in doing these meticulous work, and only Wang Xiaoer has not been abused by the master craftsman.

After a busy two quarters of an hour, the altar was finally disassembled, and then it was packed and carried to the urn city under the city wall, where there were carriages from the equipment battalion, and the men of the equipment battalion would take the plates back and put them in the treasury for safekeeping, and then take them out for use next time when they needed them.

Wang Xiaoer was so tired that he sat on the ground, Ding Yong came up and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiaoer, it's good! You worked hard just now, and these rough work of packing boxes and carrying them will be done by the brothers, so you can rest for a while." ”

Wang Xiaoer smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Ding!" Untied the gourd on his waist, and poured two large mouthfuls of ginger tea, which was the secret recipe taught to him by Lao Li Tou, don't drink raw water in winter, drink more ginger slices, which is very good for the body.

At this time, the butcher master of the instrument camp walked to Wang Xiaoer's side, Wang Xiaoer hurriedly stood up, bowed down and said, "Good master!"

The short and sturdy master raised his arms to compare his height to Wang Xiaoer, pinched Wang Xiaoer's shoulders, arms, elbows, and wrists, and finally pulled up Wang Xiaoer's two palms and looked at them repeatedly.

Wang Xiaoer's face turned red with embarrassment, he didn't know what the master was going to do to him, and he felt very frightened.

He had heard from his brothers in the army before that some commanders in the army liked to be heroes on dry roads, always forcing recruits to do something about breaking their sleeves, and even caused deaths, and he felt that the hateful master in front of him might also have a habit in this regard.

Wang Xiaoer only felt goosebumps on his back, and he couldn't wait to immediately shake off the master's hand, punch him in the face again, and then kick him in the face twice after knocking him down.

The master craftsman looked at Wang Xiaoer's hands, the palms were wide and the fingers were slender, at least one-third longer than ordinary people's hands, there was no scar on the hands, and they were soft and powerful and not easy to sweat.

The master craftsman feels that the young man in front of him is a rare craftsman talent, and his innate conditions are so outstanding, as long as he polishes himself for a few years, he will definitely be able to stand alone in the future.

Thinking of this, the master craftsman couldn't help but be overjoyed, and a smile of relief and smugness appeared on his face.

But the master's smile fell in Wang Xiaoer's eyes, it was a cruel smile with the light of obscenity, and Wang Xiaoer felt that the two big hands that the master craftsman grabbed on his hands were like two poisonous snakes that made him sick.

When the big husband is alive, how can he lie under the man!

Wang Xiaoer's eyes were spewing fire, he shook off the master's hands vigorously, took two steps back, his body bent slightly, grabbed the scabbard of the Tang knife at his waist with one hand, and held the handle tightly with the other.

He secretly said in his heart: "You dead rabbit master, if you dare to take a step forward, Lao Tzu will let your blood splash on the spot, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu will pay you for your life!"

The master craftsman was also stunned, he naturally couldn't guess Wang Xiaoer's psychological activities, and he asked a little strangely: "Young man, what is your name? How old are you this year? How long have you been in the army? Where is your home? Are your parents still alive?"

Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth with hatred, and said in his heart: "This dead rabbit master, is he still going to understand my situation, and then threaten my family so that I can obey?"

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoer's speech also became cold and hard: "My master's name is Wang Xiaoer, and I am sixteen years old this year! I only joined the army in October last year, I am an orphan, and my family is dead! Why are you asking this?"

Although the master craftsman felt that Wang Xiaoer's attitude towards himself was not good, but he didn't think so much, and when he heard Wang Xiaoer say that he was an orphan, he thought that he lacked discipline since he was a child, so he was so rude, and forgave him in his heart, thinking that as long as he was trained by himself, Wang Xiaoer would definitely become a famous craftsman master in the future.

The master craftsman muttered to himself: "Since you are an orphan, it will be easy to do, as long as Huang Qian of the infantry battalion agrees, you can be transferred to the equipment battalion." ”

Talent is rare, the master craftsman made up his mind and said: "Wang Xiaoer, you are now a front-line border army, the conditions here are difficult, and you have to face life and death at any time, are you willing to join the equipment battalion and follow me to learn some real skills."

The equipment battalion is also a border army establishment, and it can also produce a variety of equipment to support the military, taking into account civilian use, it will be much safer to work in the equipment battalion, and you can also learn the craft that will benefit you for life. ”

Wang Xiaoer immediately refused: "Master, I like to fight with the enemy on the battlefield, and I also like the harsh environment of the front-line border army! I can't do the work of the equipment battalion, you have to bother, I still have to move the box, I won't tell you more." ”

After Wang Xiaoer finished speaking, he picked up a box from the ground and fled from the city wall, at this time he had long forgotten the exhaustion of his body, and just wanted to get as far away from this perverted master as possible!

The master craftsman looked confused, the equipment battalion belongs to the border army establishment, the military salary is twice that of the ordinary border army, and it is far away from the battlefield, it is very safe, every time a new weapon is invented or the original weapon is improved, as long as it is approved by the Ministry of Industry of the Imperial Court, it can still be counted as military merit.

With such a beautiful difference, many people want to enter the equipment camp when they break their heads, but the selection of materials in the equipment camp is very strict, and few people can go in directly, and the master craftsman doesn't know why the young man in front of him would refuse his invitation?

Wang Xiaoer carried a box and ran to the carriage in the urn city, Lao Li Tou just put down a box of goods, and was about to go back, when he saw Wang Xiaoer and asked: "Xiao Er, why did you come down too, didn't you let you rest on it?"

Wang Xiaoer said with a pale face: "That perverted master above likes men! I was scared, so I fled!"

Ding Yong happened to walk past Wang Xiaoer with the box, and asked strangely: "The master craftsman is a little rougher, but I haven't heard of him liking men, he has a wife and three concubines at home, and he often goes to the kiln, he is definitely a pure man, Xiaoer, are you mistaken?"

Wang Xiaoer almost jumped up: "Why not!" He hurriedly told Shi Chang and Lao Li Tou what had just happened.

Ding Yong and Lao Li Tou glanced at each other, and then laughed, laughing so much that Wang Xiaoer was a little inexplicable, and he asked angrily: "Shi Chang, Uncle Li, don't laugh, tell me what's going on?"

Lao Li Tou laughed for a long time before saying, "Little Er, I think the master really wants to take you as an apprentice." ”

Wang Xiaoer looked at Ding Yong in disbelief, and Ding Yong also said: "Xiao Er, you must have misunderstood the master, he saw your ingenuity, so he moved the idea of accepting apprentices, but was ruthlessly rejected by you, a stunned young man, haha!"

Wang Xiaoer also felt that he might have been thinking too much just now, so he touched his head awkwardly and was a little embarrassed.

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