Zhui Xu Chapter 999

First day of August.

The sky was bright and the morning breeze was blowing on the wilderness as always.

Wan Yanjue was restless and woke up early. He sat in the dark and listened to the movements outside. The Huaxia Military Barracks had already begun to get up. Sometimes, a small voice broke into a shout, and a little light came through the gap between the fence of the captive camp and the wooden house.

The footsteps of the man stepped on the ground, mushy, and the ears sounded like ants crawling. In this dim barracks, there were also sounds of turning over in this way. Most of the companions woke up, but they didn't make a sound. Even the shackles brought up when they turned over at night were much less.

Wan Yanqing remembered the scene when he was learning to listen to the ground in the old forest to the north. Old hunters have this ability, as do soldiers. People camp at night, sleep on the ground, and sit back and relax. When there is a slight noise in the radius, they can wake them up. Those who are being held here today are also elite generals in the Jurchen army. Although the sky is not bright, the movements that took place in the barracks not far away are to them as if they were around them.

The soldiers of the Huaxia Army gradually rose up, sorting out housework, washing, and breakfast, mixed with the sound of chaotic footsteps, and there was also a neat queue and a harmonious harmony. Such movements were immersed in the chaos, but slow Slow, those chaotic steps will completely become a neat voice.

They were placed next to the Huaxia military camp for nearly two months. Such a sound is the first thing they will witness every day. Such things are ordinary and monotonous, but gradually, they can understand the terrible. For them, such steps are repressive and gloomy.

But day after day, they are no exception today.

Wan Yanqing 's mind kept walking along the memory of his parents when he taught him to listen to the earth, and the scenes of the first encounter with the fight and the first encounter with the army-at his age, Jurchens were no longer hunters. That's the time when heroes have been fighting and winning. He has grown up with God of the Valley and has fought to this day.

If you can do it again, how to deal with such footsteps?

The morning breeze caressed and the shackles on the feet were heavy. Perhaps the same thoughts appeared in the minds of many people in the room: they used to let the most brutal enemies tremble under their feet, and let the weak Han people kneel on the ground to accept the slaughter. No, but you ca n't win if you do n't see it. If you can do it again ...

The sound of wheels came from outside the captive camp, and the Hua Xia Army's cooking class brought breakfast, and then footsteps came from outside and ordered them to get up.

In the east sky, the fish belly became white, and they lined up to the small central square for dining, the military camp not far away, the lights were gradually extinguishing with the sunrise, and the footsteps gradually became neat.

The breakfast tasted good, but it was not hearty and there was no meat. Many people were relieved. They secretly looked at the soldiers around them. Some of them knew Chinese, were sociable, and even asked one or two sentences in private, but found no unknown signs.

Not far from the barracks, there were already many queues.

The face with the mark of the burn was reflected in the mirror. A brush drew a little powder and applied it upwards.

The fierce and evil face showed embarrassment, and turned back to avoid it.

"Hey, I think, a big man, don't stop doing this ..."

"Don't move, don't move, it's you who wants to find a way, and it's you who is your mother-in-law. Can Mao Yishan simply do it!" Qu Qing twisted his head.

"I mean ... the scar on my face is ugly, and I'm afraid to scare the children. After all, I walked in front of our group, but you ... I'm a big man who wipes the powder, it's too ridiculous to say ..."

"What is powder, this is called Yi Rong. Does Yi Rong understand? When we hit Li Touhe, there was someone among us who was Yi Rong who became a real little prince. Without effort, he disintegrated the other's 100,000 army ... so this Yi Rong It 's a high-level method. It 's passed down from Yan Qingyan 's brother. Although we 're not so proficient, we 've tried a small knife on your face to make your scar less scary. There 's no problem dropping it ~ ”

"I always think you want to pit me ..."

"Our brothers have been playing for so many years, when did I pit you, hey, don't move, wipe it evenly and you can't see it ... you see, it's the same color as your face ... our way is not to say it is necessary Others can't see your scar, but the burned scar is really ugly, and it makes it a little less conspicuous. This technology is very advanced. I have only recently learned ... "

"Recently ... hey, you haven't seen that Yan Qingyan brother recently, who did you learn from ... you learned it from Yong Jinrou, then it's not the powder you learned from the women ... forget I won't wipe it ... "

"Do n't move, it 's all right ... This is the same way in the idiom. It 's the stone of the mountain that can attack the jade. What do you know about the buns ... Immediately, hey, look at it again, is it shallow? A lot, will not scare the children? "

Mao Yishan looked at himself in the mirror: "It seems ... almost ..."

"It looks much better at first. After all, your face is burnt. If you can't see it at all, you can only stick a piece of skin." Qu Qing took care of himself and patted his shoulder, "Okay, There is only so much that a brother can help. You can see how much the powder is rubbed evenly. You should pay attention to it and make sure you do n't expose the filling for a long time. Of course, if you really feel awkward, you can also wipe off ... "

Mao Yishan stared at the mirror, and her mother-in-law: "Otherwise wipe it off? What's wrong with me ..."

"It's because you said that you burned the stone and frightened the stone. Then I helped you find a way. How did you do this? How big is the matter? Just wipe something on your face! You have a ghost in your heart!"

"I mainly don't want to show my head. To be honest, I don't want to go ahead. You said that my comrades have sacrificed. I walked ahead and praised the merits. I'm not Zhuo Yongqing. He looks beautiful. Others like to watch ..."

"All right, all stuffed, dumplings, I haven't watched you nervous on the battlefield, anyway, the powder helped you wipe, and there are things, I have to go to the meeting point first, yes, there is something to show you first." Qu Qing sneered at Mao Yishan's performance today, and then took out a booklet and handed it to him, "Look, it was printed in the past two days, and it will be issued this afternoon. The credit and touching deeds are all written in it. Your group also has it. Your name is in it, but it has been named forever. "

"Really? Me, my name ... what's there to write ..."

Mao Yishan stared at the eyes, and took over the book called "The Book of Merit for the Southwestern Army of the Chinese Army". He opened and turned two pages. Qu Qing waved his hand and left. Before Mao Yishan turned to his group, he wanted to say a few more words to Qu Qing and think about what happened to the other party. After Qu Qing left, he turned over two pages and couldn't help looking at himself in the mirror.

He probably didn't care much about his appearance in his life, but he was somewhat resistant to showing his face in front of the people. In addition, the scars left on his face when attacking the sword gate are still conspicuous, so he couldn't help complaining. . He complained casually, and Qu Qing helped him solve it. By this time, his makeup had been changed. He was tangled in his heart. On the one hand, he felt that the big man should not care about this matter. On the other hand ...

"... It seems okay ..."

He glanced at the mirror for a few more times, and the apparently obvious burn scars did look a lot lighter.

After so tangled for a while, I saw the powder box and brush left by Qu Qing.

Qu Qing Gongfu didn't come home, and he only learned half of it with Brother Yan. This scar still looks very conspicuous, otherwise I will wipe it a little more ... Anyway, I have done everything, and I will never do it ...

He took the brush and added more powder to the scar on his left face.

It looks ... seems much better.

Mao Yishan scratched his head and left the room.

Morning dawn revealed that a team of soldiers was standing in the huge barracks square. Mao Yishan made a gesture to the deputy commander, and nearly a hundred people in his regiment quickly gathered and began to line up nearby.

The military parade did not require everyone to participate. There were more than 90 people from the regiment led by Mao Yishan, and one-third of them were in the reserve team. Some of the soldiers were wounded with broken hands and broken feet. The three of the broken feet were in wheelchairs. Most of them had merits in this battle. The present is the first military parade after defeating Jurchen. There are many battles, but for these disabled fighters, this may be their only chance to participate.

Mao Yishan walked to the front and counted the number of people. The sun is rising from the east sky, and the city is awakening in the distance.

"Although it is nothing compared to fighting with Jurchens, it is still a big day today. You all know the specific itinerary, you will leave, gather at the scheduled point, enter the city at three o'clock, and meet with the Seventh Army for review. . "

Mao Yishan walked in front of the battlefield, sorted out some clothes for some soldiers, and said casually: "For today's military parade, we should have said what we should have said during the drill. We have dozens of people in a group. This trip in front of you, with a long face, is what you deserve, but according to me, it is also your blessing! Why? It is a blessing if you can live. "

"... Today, it was the first time I defeated Jurchens for the first time, it seems reasonable to say that it is not time to enjoy the blessings. Today, in this Chengdu city, there are our relatives, friends from outside, and enemies with bad intentions, so they put This parade is called review. First, let these relatives and friends see how we usually practice and what we have done. Second, let those troublesome hybrids see what we are like, so today 's parade, follow There is no difference in fighting ... you look at your collar, there is no attitude to fighting. "

The soldiers in the line laughed.

"... Cai Tangzheng defeated Jurchen for the first time, that is to say, many times in the future ..."

A team of soldiers is gathering on the barracks square. Since the time for departure has not yet arrived, the leaders of the regiment are mostly training, or the soldiers are standing still. Mao Yishan criticized the soldier whose collar was not intact. He said here casually before the battle, but he was silent. He carried his hands on the crowd and looked back at the crowd. Then he looked back at the situation in the whole square and lowered his head to adjust his mood. .

"... Well, speaking of it, there is still a good thing. Today is a good day ... You have a long face in the military parade. You will be remembered in the future. I have a book on my side and also recorded the merits of our group. According to what was said there, this is a good thing that has been named forever. Well, this book has been printed, I got it first, let me take a look, about our group ... "

Mao Yishan took out the book that Qu Qing gave him from the pocket of his military uniform, flipped it over before the battle, and quickly flipped it over.

"Now, there are several pages written here. Although our regiment belongs to the Fifth Division, this time it is a collective first-class merit. Look at this, we are writing the Fifth Division Sharp Sword regiment. Erlili, and later attacking Jiange, are all great achievements. I wrote here, the head ... Deputy head Li Qing, Gu Aliu, Li Chuan, Zhuo ... Xiao Zhuo called this name ... It 's too much ... Is n't my head really uncommon ... "

I did n't take a good look at this book before. At this time, I took it out and turned it over. The situation was a bit embarrassing. One leader followed the names of the five deputy leaders. The reason is simple. Four of them have been sacrificed, even called The one who is used to Xiaozhuo, because the name is too uncommon, can't read it. He muttered in his mouth, his voice gradually lowered, and then reached out and wiped his nose. The book not only recorded the achievements of Yushuixi and Jianmenguan, but also the records of many violent fights since this time. The sacrificed person was replaced by the newcomer, too late to think about it. At this time, they were all listed, only to find out that they had passed so many battles.

"... Enemies in the back and back ... Repel the enemy's thirteen attacks ... After the second battalion commander Xu San'er broke off, he was strong ... When did I report his sacrifice? This grandson stole the coat of Lao Tzu and didn't find it ... … "

"You read it to Li Qing, there are a few words I don't know!" Muttering Mao Yishan suddenly shouted, and the deputy head Li Qing came over and took the book and scratched At the beginning, Mao Yishan stood there with a black face, but a group of soldiers looked at him for a while, and some people seemed to start to whisper, and some people looked at Mao Yishan and seemed to smirk.

Mao Yishan frowned and looked back. The other party suddenly changed his solemn face, but the rest of the soldiers had already looked at him: "Regiment, Commander ..."

"what!?"

"You, your face ..."

Someone snorted.

Mao Yishan reacted, reached out and wiped his face, his hands full of powder. His burn scar was on his left face, also under his eyes. At this time, the powder was still moistened and turned into a mass. Mao Yishan's face didn't change, and he reached out and touched hard: "My mother's Qu Qing!" He turned and left.

He strode to the pool beside the camp and took the water in his hands to wash off all the powder on his face. Then he walked back seriously. Some of my cheeks were hot when I washed my face, but I do n't recognize them now.

A group of soldiers are still laughing, and Li Qing, the deputy leader, also smiled. Some of them were deliberate. Some people said: "Head, this powder is really not for you."

"Head, you are pretty handsome."

"Yeah, the kind that is different from the average person, very special ..."

"Haha ..."

"Okay!" Mao Yishan shook the water in his hand. "After burning here, I just came home and scared the child. As a result, today Qu Qing gave me the bad idea ... that's what I said before. One scene is your blessing. Let 's go on behalf of our group today, and also on behalf of ... all living and dead people go! So all of us cheer up and no one will lose face today! "

"Yes!" Everyone answered.

"In addition, this matter is not allowed to pass today ..."

"Poof—"

"stand at attention--"

Mao Yishan shouted loudly.

So the soldier stood abruptly, and the sound of footsteps rang on the ground.

"Let's go to the right--"

More than ninety people shook their heads, and the queue was like sharply straightened steel.

Similar situations are happening in different places.

In the military camp in the north of Chengdu, Chen Hai also organized the military for a group of soldiers. In front of him was a young soldier with both hands elbowed. Chen Hai beat the dust on his clothes for him.

There are other disabled soldiers in the ranks. After this parade, they will leave the army. Perhaps because of this, in the previous pace training, many disabled soldiers walked the most seriously.

Chen Hai checked and sorted them one by one without speaking.

Liu Muxia, Niu Chengshu and others all assembled in the team.

The sun rises.

In the city, the crowd is gathering.

The news of the Huaxia military parade has long been released, saying that it is a military parade. In fact, the entire process is the return of the Huaxia Fifth Army and the Seventh Army in Chengdu. The two armies will enter through different gates, and after passing through some major streets, they will meet at the newly cleared "Victory Square" northwest of Mahachi. There will also be a review ceremony for Jurchen prisoners.

Although the current military parade does not have videos or live broadcasts, the best viewing position on the Victory Square can only be accessed by people with status, but the long street passing by halfway can still watch the ceremony, even on both sides of the road. Restaurants and teahouses have already communicated with Hua Xiajun, and have launched services such as VIP seating. After a round of inspection, they can go upstairs to the best position to watch the army passing by.

The order-keeping team segregated most of the streets for the army to travel, and the other half of the road did not restrict pedestrians, but there were also staff members with red sleeves who reminded loudly that when Jurchen prisoners pass by, it is strictly prohibited to use lethal objects such as stone iron Beating people, of course, is not advocated even with mud, rotten eggs, or vegetable leaves.

Some red silk and ribbons have long been hung on both sides of the road, and the red flowers **** with silk cloth have also been sold at a very low price. At this time, the colorful paint in the city is still scarce, so the big red is always the most eye-catching color. The control of the Chinese people 's hearts in Chengdu is not yet very strong, but the cheap little red flowers are sold, many people So he joined the army carnival happily.

Yu Hezhong, Yan Daolun and others spent breakfast on the side of the road. At this time, they did not take a car and walked all the way to watch the scene on the street.

The proposal to walk was made by Yan Daolun. He felt a mixed mood about his trip to Chengdu this time. Originally as the representative of Liu Guangshi, the big policy was to take the initiative of showing favor to Hua Xiajun to obtain some convenience in transactions. The current trend has not gone wrong, but in terms of details, it is not very satisfactory.

Even if you have already made a voluntary decision to do something like doing business, you will hope that your offer will be of greater value to the other party. If other parties have caused great trouble to Hua Xiajun, and he has also mastered some of his flaws and weaknesses, at this time, if he shows his good, the benefits he can obtain are the greatest. If the other party has not fallen into much difficulty, The show here shows no such necessity.

As a result, he was happy to see the turmoil on the night of July 20. If Ning Yi can be killed, of course the best. Even if it doesn't work, it will cause some trouble to the other party, and the importance of this side will greatly increase.

Up to now, although Hua Xiajun has given many courtesies and preferential treatment to himself, but Yan Daolun understands from the bottom of his heart that his courtesy when he has restrictions and threats to the other party is completely different from the courtesies at the moment.

People-to-people interaction seeks no mutual threats and harmony, but only the relationship between forces and forces can only threaten and dismantle each other. If you do not have the power to be a wicked person, you are not far from death.

At present, General Liu's threat to the Huaxia Army is limited and help is limited. Although the other party has given courtesy, such courtesy is empty. This is where he felt complicated and tangled.

On the other hand, since these recent days, Yu Hezhong's mood has become more and more disturbed.

With the help of the division and the help of Hua Xiajun, his position as the "sound tube" between the two forces of Hua Xiajun and Liu Guangshi became more and more reliable, but at the same time, the initial fieryness in his heart gradually calmed down, and he felt The distance between myself and the other party seems to be increasing.

After July 20, Shi Shi was quite busy, and he only met each other once in the past. Although the division was still kind to him, throughout the negotiation process, he gradually felt the power embodied by Hua Xiajun and the status of division in this.

Some things can't be seen clearly at a distance, and the complexity can only be understood when they are close. Just like the possible transaction between Hua Xiajun and General Liu, this is a hugely involved operation. He actually does not play a big role in the middle. However, in the entire negotiation process, he really protects his position. Basically, they came from the Chinese army. The division spoke with the senior officer named Lin Qiu, and in the subsequent negotiations, the Hua Xia Jun would basically take him to nod, and if not, how much importance would he show in it?

When he dreamed back at midnight, he could clearly think of the problems in between. Especially after the turmoil on July 20th, the strength of the Huaxia Army has opened the lid in Chengdu City. He couldn't help thinking. If we compare with the Bianliang City of that year, what position is the current teacher in? If Ning Yi is regarded as an emperor ...

At first, he felt that if he became the bond between the two forces, he might be able to communicate with teachers and teachers in an equal posture in the future, but now he felt the distance with the other party more clearly. The teacher's alienation and kindness made him feel the loss.

She is such a capable and status person now ... if she really likes me ...

Several thoughts are intertwined in his heart. He follows Yan Daolun through the crowd and moves along.

Similar to them, many people have left the house right now, passing the crowd in the morning breeze to the "Victory Square" side. Among them, some people are excited, some are novel, others are serious, and show mercy Unwilling grudges-but even these people, after all, came to Chengdu a thousand miles away, how could they miss the "big move" of the Huaxia Army?

At the time of Chen, outside Chengdu, Wan Yanjue and others were wearing shackles and were put on a prison car that transported their captives. During the parade, they did not even have to walk.

Yang Tiehuai walked out of the gate of Xiangwu Hall under the guards of the house and his disciples.

He wore a neat cyan long-distance race, a high crown on his head, tight lips, serious eyes, and a letter of invitation from Hua Xiajun sent to him in his hand.

The sound of birds came from the yard.

Qu Longjun opened her eyes and glanced at the scene when the figure was going out of the room, which frightened her.

The figure didn't know when he came in. It seemed that it wasn't the fat Gu Dasao. If she happened to wake up, it would be impossible to see the scene.

Doctor Long Ao Tianlong ...

Qu Longjun lying on the bed, did not understand why the other party should enter his ward early in the morning. Although the food and medicine were delivered in the past few days, the two sides did not say a few words. He occasionally asked about her physical condition. Inquiries about the condition of the disease are uncommon.

The body was lying on the quilt, warm, and there was no sign of clothes being touched. She listened in the quilt for a while, but there was no footsteps outside-just a glimpse of Fang Cai ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ It's like fake.

She secretly turned her head to look around. The sun was out of the room, but the room was not bright. On the small cupboard beside the bed ... it seemed like something new. She reached over and touched it, and then took it, Is a book.

In the dim light, Qu Longjun, who had just awakened, looked at it several times before he could clearly read the writing on the cover of the book. The title of the book is not very particular, but it is one of the miscellaneous books issued by Hua Xiajun after occupying the site. Wen Shoubin once approved such books: vulgar language, no literacy, scum in the book ...

The name of this book is: "Women also reach half the sky".

Qu Longjun took the book and shook it several times. There was no organ in the book and no messy things. The smell of ink even seemed new.

Why did the little killer put this kind of thing beside my bed?

... I am not a woman.

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