Chapter 47： Yamashitamura

Long road marching, this Jing Jing's elite does not have the equipment and heavy armor of the siege, but after all, it is not all cavalry, but also with things like pots and pans, the speed of travel is not fast, so the carriage of Mu Hanzhang Did not drag his hind legs, one followed by the horse behind Jingjing slowly.

Ge Ruoyi sat quietly in front of the car, and at any time, poured water into the car, and rested at noon. Jingjing would drill into the military coach's carriage for a while. The right guards are very embarrassed, often grabbed the position of the driver, and the runners are close to the beautiful shackles of the military. Nai Ge Ruoyi has always asked ten sentences, even though the right guards are curious about the origins of the military division. I didn’t even say a word from Ge Ruoyi.

"The military sergeant's ring is naturally better than you can keep the secret." Zuo Baojun patted the dejected right guard.

"Small left, are you comforting me?" The right guard slashed at him.

"Nature is." The left guards turned their faces on their faces and continued on their way.

After doing this for more than a dozen days, I went to the Daxing Mountain Range, and the endless mountains blocked the road ahead. I had to detour for more than a hundred miles. Jingyu ordered the camp to go ahead and the next day.

"The long snakes are both weak in offense and defense. Once they meet the enemy, they are standing and beaten!" In the account, Zhao Meng pointed to the formation.

"But the mountain road marches, not a long snake array will not go fast!" Right guards pointed at the topographic map.

"What are you fighting for?" Jingjing, who had used dinner, walked in with the military division and saw that the two men earned a thick red neck and asked the left guard who looked at the military without a word.

"Back to the prince, they are going to explore how to go southwest of the mountain road." Left guards.

The scenery is clear, today encountered Daxingshan blocking road, because the Terracotta Warriors are in the body, the mountain is more time-consuming than the detour, so choose to bypass, but the southwest of the land is everywhere, nowhere to go, can only walk the mountain When, how to go is a big problem.

"Army, you said, how can this mountain march do not have a long snake array?" The right guards took Mu Zhangzhang to look at the southwest topographic map on the table. Most of the mountain roads were narrow, and other arrays were definitely not open.

"I didn't say that I couldn't put a long snake array, but if the enemy army had an ambush on the mountain road, the long snake would be injured in the chest and abdomen, obviously standing and beating, so I said that when the first troops advance the road ahead!" Zhao Meng feared being Misunderstanding, busy explaining.

Jing Hao had a frown, and his own Wang Shuo had read the sage book since he was a child. The art of warfare has never been seen before. He did not expect him to help on the battlefield. He just didn't want to be separated from him. Seeing that he was confusing, he was about to open his mouth to help, but he saw a bright and slender hand took a wooden stick on a simple sand table and drew a fork on the sand.

"Military division, what is this?" Zhao Meng looked at the fork painted by Mu Hanzhang, unknown.

Jing Hao saw this symbol and suddenly widened his eyes.

"This array is called the yoke," Mu Hanzhang said slowly, pointing the stick at the four corners of the fork. "The soldiers are divided into four corners. They still march with long snakes. The front, left and right are all positive, both offensive and defensive. ”

"Miao, wonderful!" Right guards for a moment, suddenly screamed and shouted.

Zhao Meng excitedly surrounded the fork for a long time: "The military master is very knowledgeable, Zhao admire!"

Mu Hanzhang but laughed.

"I have already said that you should read more and not listen." This yoke is also known, but there is no record in the ordinary military books. How did Junqing, who never read the military books, know? The heart was shocked, but the face was taken for granted. Jing Hao pulled over his own army. "I will go to the vicinity with the military master tomorrow. You will lead the troops first. We will catch up with them in a few days."

"What do you want to do with Wang Ye?" Zhao Meng did not agree with him to look at Jing Hao. On the way to the march, he would be a good man, but it was not a good thing.

"This matter is very important for the war in the southwest. You have been watching it for a few days. Nothing is wrong." Jing Hao hit a haha, obviously not willing to talk more, and several people also shut up with interest.

Out of the account, Mu Hanzhang asked in confusion: "Where are you going tomorrow?"

"Go to find a secret treasure." Jing Hao hooked his lips, mysterious smile.

Mu Hanzhang gave him a look and turned to go to his camp, and the prince behind him consciously followed.

"How come you come in again?" Mu Hanzhang looked helplessly at the guy who was not in his bed. Since he set up a military accountant at the account of the king, this person did not sleep in the royal account. He used to sneak in the middle of the night. Running in, now is blatant and can't leave.

"I will go back later," Jing Yu took the hand of the person in front of him and took him to his arms. "I really have something to ask you."

Mu Hanzhang turned a blind eye. Who would talk about the business and hold the military teacher in his arms?

Jing Yan saw his expression and couldn't help but kiss him and kissed him: "Have you read the military book? This yoke is not in the "Dachen Law"."

Mu Hanzhang listened to him and asked him this. The smile on his face gradually faded: "The military book is seen when he was young." When he was a child, he read early, and his memory was good. He often read some other things while doing his homework. book. At that time, I saw the scorpion arrogant, did not learn nothing, often provoked the father to sigh, and secretly learned some art of war, expecting his father to abandon the scorpion one day, can think of him. Wait until it is bigger to understand that the blind man can't bear the lord at all. Even though he is ten times twenty times stronger than Mu Lingbao, his father can never treat them equally.

Jing Hao listened, I only felt a pain in my heart, and the pearl was dusty. What a regrettable thing?

"Actually, I saw you when I was a child." I felt that Jingjing gradually tightened his arms. Mu Hanzhang smiled and put his chin on his shoulder. At that time, Emperor Huangfu went to Beiweihoufu to find his father to play chess, with a small The three emperors together. The aunt only asked Mu Lingbao to play with Jingjing. He wanted to see what the Emperor looked like, but he was not allowed to go. He could only hide behind the rockery and watch them play in the garden.

"Yes? I don't remember." Jing Yu scratched his head. These things have been separated from him for more than 20 years. How can I remember it? I can't help but regret it. It is very curious about what Junqing is. What? Presumably it must be white and tender, with a pair of big eyes that are clear and clear like pearls. "What did I do at the time?"

"You..." Mu Hanzhang thought of the situation when he was young. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. "You want Mu Lingbao to ride you as a horse. If he refuses, you will cry. He cries, you still While inserting his head into the moon and saying that he is a little girl, he knows how to cry and put a flower to marry."

"Hey..." Jing Yan heard the words and couldn't help but smile. I didn't expect Jun Qing to remember the scenes of his childhood so clearly. "It seems that when you were a child, you wanted me to be your husband, and rushed to see it."

Mu Hanzhang was blushed by him and got up and drove him back to the account. Jing Hao had to go back to the royal account to bathe, and then quietly touched the military division account after extinguishing the candle.

The next day, Jing Hao woke up the pregnant person early, staring at the sky, and riding his own king to ride the black, straight to the mountains in the distance.

Mu Hanzhang looked helplessly at the prince who was like a deserter. He yawned in his arms: "Where are we going?"

"Mountain Village." Jing Hao replied.

Shanxia Village is a village at the foot of Daxing Mountain. It is said to be a village. In fact, it is already a small town. Because it is good at the foot of the mountain, it has spontaneously formed a market town. Some people in the surrounding mountain villages come up to sell some mountain treasures and buy some things here.

Today, on both days, it is the market, the only street is very lively.

"Tiger skin, good tiger skin! The big tiger on the Ziyun Mountain, the leather is superior!" There are hunters selling tiger skins on the street, attracting many people to watch.

"You are really good at killing the tiger!" Someone praised.

"That is, the tiger was catching a rabbit running into the tiger hole, and I was shot at the eye..." The hunter screamed and braved about his heroism.

"The tigress is feeding back to the nest. This is a tiger to feed, and it is awkward!" The old man carrying the bamboo raft heard this and sighed and left.

Mu Hanzhang heard the words, could not help but frowned: "Where is the young boy..."

The singer who looked at the tiger skin with great interest heard the sighs of the people around him and knew that he had moved the heart of the sin. He said to the Orion: "Where can you remember the tiger hole?"

“I remember,” Orion turned his eyes. “But there is no road, it’s all wood, but no one can find it.”

Jinge took out a piece of broken silver: "You brought me the tiger's scorpion in the nest. This is a deposit. It will be here two days later. If it is a success, you will be given ten times more money."

"Really!" The hunter took the piece of silver, and he was not happy. "The son is assured, wrapped in me!"

"It’s just a beast, sympathy for those who do it!" The butcher on the opposite side snorted and raised his big knife. On the wooden pier, Bangbang was local pork.

Mu Hanzhang sees Jing's actions, his heart is happy, he listens to the butcher's words, does not close his eyebrows, and turns to the butcher: "Young children in the nest, if they do not save, they will starve to death."

"Oh, if you pity the young child," the butcher raised the pork in his hand. "When you eat this pork, you will cry for it!"

Jing Yan heard the words and turned and looked at the strong man who only wore a cockroach and raised the pork in his hand. He suddenly looked out and walked forward quickly: "Dare to ask the strong man, but surname Hao?"

This person is the purpose of his trip. The descendants of the former generals, Jing Hao, the last time in the 20th year of Hongzheng, the great savage, Hao Dadao!

"You don't recognize such a big word!" The butcher took the butcher's knife in his hand and patted the big plaque hanging on the pork stall.

Mu Hanzhang looked at the butcher's knife and wrote the four words "Hao Ji Meat Shop"! Look at the twitching corner of the mouth, can not help but sneer.

"Let you marry a meat, where do you do or not to work?" At this moment, a full-fledged girl came from inside the house. After a while, a tall woman walked with a meat bowl. When I came out, I slammed it into the front of Hao Dadao. "Come and cut it, cut it all into a scorpion, and Li Laojiao waited for it!"

"Oh." The butcher, who was still very violent, just sighed low and then he bowed his head and licked pork.

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