Reverse Junhou

Sixteen prefectures in the north, Qingxi County, Lingfu City.

Before dawn, loud horns sounded outside the tents in the western suburbs, and the whole camp woke up from the silence.Yu Ming lost a bet with the mason in the same account last night. He drank a few glasses of wine behind the foreman's back, and when he was awakened by the sound of the horn, his head was still a little dizzy.When he opened his eyes on the couch, it was already past the time for early morning assembly.

Having said that, he is the battalion commander's own son after all, and no one in the entire western suburbs dare to say anything wrong with Yu Ming.

After Yu Ming washed his hands hastily, he did not go to the quarry to gather like ordinary craftsmen. Instead, he walked half a circle around the entire camp and came to a small tent in the southeast corner.

My father specifically confessed yesterday that the Commissioner Xiaoqi School, who is in charge of Lingfu, will come to the door to check the accounts today, and asked him to bring his master there early.

Yu Ming stood outside the small tent for a while, but he didn't hear any movement inside, so he could only open a corner of the curtain and asked cautiously, "Master, are you awake?"

Those who are acquainted with the master know that the master sleeps lightly and is easily awakened in the middle of the night, so he will not enter the account to disturb him on weekdays.However, the military master of Zhenbei Mansion is coming to the quarry today, so he can only come to wake up his master.

As soon as Yu Ming lifted the curtain, his face turned red.He opened his mouth in a daze for a while, and was about to put down the curtain when he heard a gentle male voice from inside the tent: "Is it A Ming? Wait for me for a while, I'll be fine soon."

Yu Ming let out a "hmm", turned around and left the tent in a hurry, his whole face was still red.

He grew up with his father in the camp since he was a child, and he saw those rough-skinned and thick-skinned old men in the quarry every day.Just now when he opened the curtain, he happened to see his master with his back facing him, scooping up well water to rinse his long hair.The clothes on the upper body faded to the waist, revealing the slender neck and white back.

Yu Ming rubbed his face vigorously with his palms, and then slapped himself a few more times.Drinking alcohol is really a mistake, and I can't drink more in the future.

After standing outside the tent for a while, the master opened the curtain and came out from inside the tent.Yu Ming couldn't help but glanced at his master again, Xu was going to see the military master in the big tent today, the master was dressed more neatly than before, and although his gray linen clothes were a bit worn out, they were washed clean.

The master always wears a flawed jade bracelet on his wrist. When someone asks about it, the master will say that it is an ancestral item of the family.The camp rules are strict, and the master is also respected by everyone, but no one dares to make an idea of ​​this jade bracelet.

The master saw that Amin, a half-child, was staring at him, and smiled slightly: "Why, there is something on my face?"

Yu Ming hurriedly looked away, faltering and saying: "It's nothing."

The master held a few stacks of ledgers in his hands, and Yu Ming followed closely behind the master, and the two walked towards the big tent on the north side of the quarry.

Halfway through the journey, the master flipped through the ledgers in his arms, picked out a thinner one, and handed it to Yu Ming beside him: "How much can you understand the words on the title page?"

Yu Ming opened the booklet, pointed to the title page and said slowly: "Eight, Ku—Tian Jiufen—"

"...I can't understand what's behind." He lowered his head sullenly.

The smile on the corner of Master's mouth didn't diminish: "Compared to before, the progress is not small."

Yu Ming was praised by his master, and his eyes lit up instantly.He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Yes, Master taught me well."

He still clearly remembers how he met Master.

Just after the New Year's Eve two years ago, the county guards brought a group of laborers into Lingfu City to undertake the restoration and reinforcement of the pass from Lingfu to Yunzhou and the Fenghuo Pier.More than [-] people from Lingfu City were assigned to work in the quarry in the big tent in the western suburbs, and Master was one of them.

Most of these people were warriors and young adults, all of whom were sent by their father to work as hard labor and craftsmen in the quarry.Only the master and his cousin stood at the end of the line, their actions were very elegant, like a man of letters.My father once said that most of the literati who were sent to the sixteen states in the north were clean men who had committed crimes in Guangyang and disobeyed high officials.The father saw that his wife was thin and had suffered many injuries, so he did not arrange heavy work for him.Instead, let him stay in the big account every day, responsible for accounting the new and old accounts of the entire quarry.

The master saw that he had already passed the age of enlightenment, and he still did not know a single word.So he suggested to his father to teach himself to practice calligraphy.The father naturally agreed, and he also found a few foreman's sons, who stayed in the big tent for two or three hours a day, and the master led them to learn how to read.

He once asked the master's name, but the master always laughed and said nothing, and he couldn't follow his father to call the master "Little Five".Over time, the word "Master" has become used to it.

Yu Ming was thinking about the past two years indiscriminately, and unknowingly, he followed his master into the tent.

It is said to be a big tent, but in fact it is just a camp slightly larger than ordinary craftsmen.Yu Ming and his wife lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, and saw a military master in silver and white soft armor sitting in front of the desk.Yu Ming met him a few times, he was a Xiaoqi soldier from the Zhenbei Army, and he was in charge of the military service and supplies in Lingfu City.

Captain Xiaoqi saw the two people walking into the tent, his eyes stayed on the master for a moment, and then moved away.Yu Ming pulled his master's sleeve nervously, motioning for his master to salute the captain.This Xiaoqi is the military master in charge of Lingfu's military affairs. If he neglects due to lack of etiquette, he may not have good fruit in the future.

But before the master could make a move, the captain spoke first: "Since everyone is here, why don't you report the accounts first."

The battalion commander said "yes" several times and winked at his master.

The master unhurriedly unfolded the accounts in his hand, and read in detail the stone and money spent by the camp in the western suburbs to strengthen the pass in the past six months.After listening to the master's report, the captain seemed very satisfied, and nodded again and again: "Lingfu's accounts this year are clearer than other places, thanks to brother and this—" He paused, looked up at the person in front of him.

"Wang Wu." The Master said.

"Brother Wang, it's hard work." The captain continued.

The captain asked a few more questions about the progress of the reconstruction of Fenghuodun, and prepared to return to Zhenbei Mansion before the sun rose.The battalion commander sent the captain out of the tent, and suddenly remembered something on the way, and asked, "Lord Xiaoqi, many military masters have come to Qingxi County recently, and the beacon towers are also more heavily guarded. Is there another movement from the Yanqu Department?" ?”

Captain Xiaoqi shook his head: "It's not the Yanqu Department."

"Since the news has reached the county government, it's okay to let you know in advance." The captain said, "The imperial court has issued an edict to Zhenbei Prefecture. His Highness is about to enthroned, and the sixteen prefectures in the northern border are ordered to stand guard to prevent chaos before and after the grand ceremony. , missed the important event in Beijing."

Yu Ming found that the Master's body froze slightly.

The battalion commander sighed with emotion, and his eyes showed joy: "We have been looking forward to it for so long in Zhenbei, and it finally came."

The school captain also laughed: "His Royal Highness King Huai has a long history of prestige, and his internal affairs are clear, which is obvious to all people in the world."

Yu Ming watched his father send the military master out of the tent, and was about to drag his master to follow him, but he saw his master standing there motionless, as if he was in a trance.

He waved his hand in front of his master: "Master, master, it's time to go to morning class."

When the master heard Yu Ming's shout, it seemed that he had just recovered.He stroked the jade bracelet on his wrist a few times with his fingers, and smiled slightly: "Okay, where did you go yesterday?"

Several foreman's sons also arrived outside the tent, and Yu Ming put them into the tent.A group of brats were playing with each other in the tent early in the morning, chatting non-stop.The master was not annoyed, but just sat in front of the case and opened the booklet in his hand.The master's gentle voice was neither high nor low, but it just suppressed the noise of the entire big tent.

Yu Ming glanced at the master several times, wondering if it was an illusion, he always felt that the master was happier today than usual.

*****

Standing in front of the hall, Shi Baoer looked at Mr. Chang Shi who staggered out of the hall, with a sympathetic look on his face.

"Master Ge, go slowly." He said with a smile.

This is already the third time Ge Changshi has been blasted out of the Chuigong Hall by His Highness.

This Lord Ge was born in Yushitai, and he is famous for his daring to speak out.After the death of the first emperor, Mr. Ge appealed for the first time, saying that His Highness should bury the emperor and queen together according to the ancestor's legal system.His Highness didn't say a word that day, but sent someone to take Ge Changshi out.

Mr. Ge still did not give up, and after a few months, he appealed again, saying that the prince died because of treason, but His Highness raised the princess in Befu privately, and even sent personal guards to guard it. This was not in line with etiquette.Because of Ge Changshi's performance this time, rumors began to circulate in the streets and alleys of Guangyang that King Huai coveted his elder brother's wife, and that he was hiding a beauty in a golden house in another villa.What's more, there are rumors among the people that King Huai led the army to go to war this time not for the position of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, but to take the crown princess as his own.

Such rumors intensified until His Royal Highness King Huai threw the booklet at Ge Changshi's feet in the early court and told him to get out.The courtiers did not dare to discuss in private.

Everyone thought that Mr. Ge had learned from the past and dared not touch His Royal Highness Huai's Ni Lin again.To this day, just as the Ministry of Rites drew up the draft of the enthronement ceremony, Ge Changshi played it again in the early court, saying that His Highness should be canonized as the main concubine of the third palace on the eve of the ceremony, so as to show that the new dynasty will ride a dragon and a phoenix, and the harem will prosper.

Even standing outside the main hall, Shi Baoer could hear the anger mixed with His Highness's words.

His Highness said that if someone brings up irrelevant matters in the court, they can directly return to their hometowns tomorrow.

After the morning court, Shi Baoer followed His Highness back to Prince Huai's Mansion step by step.His Highness is not used to living in an empty palace, unless he is busy with government affairs and needs to stay in the palace, His Highness will go back to the palace every day, and return to the room to rest after inspecting the homework of His Ninth Highness.

His Highness Ninth Prince is now ten years old. General Jing Yang always said that His Royal Highness Ninth Prince and His Highness seem to be carved out of the same mold, but their temperaments are completely different.His Highness Ninth Prince has a pure and lively personality, jumping up and down in the mansion every day, which makes his elder brother more dull and restrained.

Zhao Fenghui knew that his elder brother had to practice sword under the tree every night, so he didn't dare to go to the hospital to disturb him on weekdays.Today, the master of the mansion said he was sick and asked for leave. He always had a half-knowledge of a strategy, and he bit his pen in the room and struggled for a long time, but he still had no clue.Taking advantage of Brother Ashen's inattention, he put on a small cloak and slipped into Brother Huang's yard through the side door.

Since the fairy left, the elder brother has never smiled again.He carried the rabbit wood carving he had carved in the past few days, wondering if he could secretly surprise his elder brother.

Zhao Fenghui walked around the lush bushes and tiptoed to the back of the rockery.The sharp sword pierced through the air and made a "rustling" sound.Zhao Fenghui stood in the hiding place for a long time before he heard the crisp sound of the long sword being sheathed.

Holding the newly made wooden rabbit in his hand, he was about to go forward to present treasures to his elder brother, but he stopped abruptly halfway.

The long sword had long been thrown aside and fell into the mud all over the ground.Under the cold moonlight, the elder brother was half kneeling on the ground with his forehead against the tree trunk.The left hand is on the ground, and the right hand is holding something, tightly covering the heart.

Zhao Fenghui rubbed his eyes, looked intently, and saw a long red line around his brother's fingertips, his hands were trembling uncontrollably.

Zhao Fengci heard a rustling sound from behind, and immediately straightened up: "Who?"

After seeing Zhao Fenghui's figure clearly, he put away his condensed expression, and his voice became softer: "Is it Fenghui?"

"It's getting late, why don't you go back to rest?" Zhao Fengci smiled at Zhao Fenghui, "It's too tired to practice swordsmanship, Fifth Brother stop and rest for a while."

Zhao Fenghui said in a low voice, "Fifth brother is lying."

Zhao Fengci was taken aback.

Zhao Fenghui bit his lip, he knew Fifth Brother was crying just now.

The author has something to say: Here I come! !Thank you Angels for your patience!

感谢在2020-06-2717:13:13~2020-06-2921:08:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Mo Lv 2;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Molu;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Molu 2; Tintin cat 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!