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After eating wine and meat, Chen Sanlang was sleepy and just wanted to go to bed immediately. On the way back to the mansion, Zhou Fencao followed and said in a low voice: "Son, borrow a step to speak!"

"What?"

Zhou Fencao coughed dryly: "I have seen that the reward is detailed, although the son is benevolent and righteous, but will it be too generous? ”

The bounty is 100 taels at every turn, which is really considerable. Although he is now in Laoshan Mansion and has accepted the rich assets of Su Zhenhong and several major families, the current treasury is abundant. But everything should be in the long run, there are many places to use money in the future, and if you don't plan carefully, sooner or later you will fall into an embarrassment.

It turned out to be this matter, Chen Sanlang groaned slightly, and said: "Today, the entire military camp has to ride three hundred, they are all elites, one in a hundred, the most important thing." Every casualty is an irreparable loss, and if it is not rewarded, it is not enough to boost morale. ”

After a pause, he said: "Besides, today's battle is extraordinary, with slightly more casualties. If the time is changed, how can it be like this? If even the heavy cavalry cannot be preserved, it also indicates that Laoshan is in danger. When the time comes, even if the treasury is piled up with gold and silver, what will happen?"

Zhou Fencao pondered carefully, and suddenly suddenly. Yes, this battle was not a normal battle, it was hard and dangerous, although he had never seen what a "Shura Demon Rider" was, but it was expected to be extremely difficult to deal with, and it must not be compared with an ordinary battle. As Chen Sanlang said, three hundred heavy cavalry is now almost a guarantee for the safety of Laoshan, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to replenish personnel for a period of time. There are quite a few people who join the army, but the problem is that how many of them can withstand the heavy armor they wear? They can't even pick up their weapons.

It's a real hard job.

Strength is not enough, and it has to go through persistent and hard training, as well as real bloody battles, before this can be revealed.

The current three hundred heavy horses, strictly speaking, are not yet formed, at least they are a grade behind Yangzhou's Huweiwei.

In the fierce battle with the Shura Demon Cavalry, the heavy cavalry bore the brunt and was at the forefront, so the casualty ratio was large, and the light cavalry cruised around the periphery and was responsible for auxiliary support. If you let the light rider go up, I'm afraid there will be many more casualties.

That's where the strategy of heavy riding comes in.

After this battle, Chen Sanlang felt deeply and made up his mind to create a real elite heavy cavalry at any cost.

Zhou Fencao understood, and the topic changed: "By the way, what does the son want Lei Wei to do?"

Lei Wei is just a wanderer, to put it mildly, he is a ruffian, and he doesn't know a few big characters. For such a person, he was quite unhappy in his heart.

Chen Sanlang smiled: "Sir, have you heard the story of a daughter buying bones?"

Zhou Fencao thought about it, although he was well-read and knowledgeable, he really didn't hear about it, so he shook his head.

Chen Sanlang said slowly: "In ancient times, there was an emperor who begged for a thousand miles of horses, but to no avail for a few days, and then someone presented a pair of horse bones, saying that this was the bones of a thousand miles of horses. A courtier said that the emperor would punish that man for the crime of bullying the king. But the emperor did not accept it, but rewarded him heavily, and after the news spread, it didn't take long for someone to come with a living horse. ”

Zhou Fencao is not a stupid person, he quickly understood, and couldn't help but sigh: "In the opinion of the son, I might as well do it." ”

Chen Sanlang said with a smile: "It's late, Mr. go back and rest early." ”

Zhou Fencao hurriedly said: "The son is working hard in battle, and he should have rested a long time ago, it's all my fault." ”

After all kinds of experiences, he was already happy with Chen Sanlang, and his reserved attitude was gone.

The way of the emperor is by no means simple. It's not just a good salary, the most important thing is to be convincing. For example, Lin Menghai worked under Su Zhenhong, and the treatment was good, but the problem was that Lin Menghai looked down on Su Zhenhong at all, because he had always had a mind and always had to jump. How can the upper and lower appearances be separated?

When I entered the back house of the mansion, I saw that the lights inside were still on, and when I went in, I saw Xu Jun sitting upright there, writing very seriously.

As the saying goes: look at the beauty under the lamp. Under the reflection of the lights, Xu Jun is delicate and beautiful, and she can't be a thing!

Chen Sanlang's spirits lifted, and the exhaustion in his body seemed to have been swept away, and he was about to go up and hug him. When Xu Jun heard the sound, he looked up and saw that it was him, so he quickly got up and said angrily, "You are finally back." ”

Walking over, his nose wrinkled: "Sweaty and smelly, hurry up and take a bath, the water is all ready." ”

Chen Sanlang abruptly put down the hand he wanted to hug, entered the bathhouse, and saw the water in the big wooden barrel, steaming. This water may have been placed here a long time ago, and in order to keep warm, hot water had to be added continuously, and I don't know how many times Xu Jun added it.

On the wooden shelf next to it, the changed clothes were hung neatly.

I can't help but feel an indescribable warmth in my heart.

Quickly took off his clothes and entered, soaked in the water, and in an instant, he was so comfortable that he had to scream.

After a quick cleaning, I got dressed and came out, and saw Xu Jun waiting outside, holding a bowl of fragrant soup in his hand.

"It's boiled chicken soup, you're drinking it. ”

Chen Sanlang took it, drank it slowly, finished drinking, and put down the bowl.

Xu Jun took the bowl and said, "You are tired today, rest early, I'll go." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and went out, closing the door by the way.

Chen Sanlang in the room had a look of "I know so".

The marriage date of the two has gone through several twists and turns, and now it is on the agenda, and the calculation of time is only about fifteen days. Although Xu Jun is a person who practices martial arts, she is a girl after all, and Xu Nianniang has already said that she must get married before she can have a round house.

In the dynasty, this system was deeply rooted and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Before that, Xu Jun was willing to let Chen Sanlang hug and hug, and his hands were already bold. I also shared a bed with him, which can be called shocking, and when it is spread, it will cause criticism.

Although Chen Sanlang doesn't care, he is not a person who is in a hurry, so he will wait a few days at most.

Looking up at the table, Xu Jun's handwriting was there, the handwriting was neat and tidy, and it was not much better than before, it seemed that this girl had worked hard.

Xu Jun loves to read, and he studied with his father when he was a child, but he didn't learn much, and later learned martial arts, so he put it on hold. However, since she met Chen Sanlang, she has practiced calligraphy again. and Chen Sanlang, one is a scholar who learns martial arts, and the other is a martial artist who learns literature, but there are some meanings that complement each other and complement each other.

In the subconscious, maybe Xu Jun feels that she fights and kills all day long, and she is not worthy of Chen Sanlang, so she will practice calligraphy hard, which is also the mind of a girl.

"Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet!"

Chen Sanlang couldn't help but be stunned, how did Xu Jun know this poem? I remember that I had never chanted in front of her, so strange.

He didn't know that when Xu Jun passed by Wanqing Bridge in Jing County, the first poem he heard Chen Sanlang recite by the river was this sentence.

The first time, I always remember it.