Mu Hanzhong

Early in the morning of the second day, Nan Xiaohuan helped Wu Ye get up and wash up.

The soft black hair hanging down to the waist was tied up with a golden crown, and the wide-sleeved robe of the past was replaced by a tight white embroidered gold dress. There was a long sword at the waist, a saber that Mu Hanzhong seldom took out to drink the rainbow.After bending down to hang up the last accessory for Wu Ye, Nan Xiaohuan got up and stepped aside: "Okay, my lord."

The maid stepped back quietly, the closed door was pushed open, and a pair of exquisite Tengyun leather boots fell down.

After the heavy rain, the sky was as clear as blue, the dazzling sunlight fell from the lush branches and leaves outside the door, and the fresh air was still slightly damp. Wu Ye closed his eyes to inhale, and opened his eyes to exhale.

The night has passed, all those messy thoughts have been put away, Wu Ye has returned to his previous appearance, his dark eyes are looking forward, but his mouth is facing the person half a step behind him.

"Is everything packed?"

"Yes." Nan Xiaohuan lowered his head and replied, "He has already sent people to the camp."

Wu Ye hummed in response, and couldn't help but smile when he thought of the Flash Cavalry camp two hours away from Xuanzhu City.

For more than half a month, the entire Quan family has become very familiar with the two of them.As soon as they entered the gate of Quan Mansion, the butler welcomed the two of them into the study.

In the study, Quan Pingsheng stroked his gray beard and stared at Wu Ye with love in his eyes: "Baizhou rogues, although they can't make a big deal, but since they can make the local army helpless, Han Zhong, you can't underestimate them! "

"Keep in mind the teacher's instruction." Facing the old man who was obviously a little more worried than usual, Wu Ye clasped his hands and replied, "Besides, this time I have a master accompanying me, although I can't say it is very guaranteed, I still have eight-point confidence. .”

Appropriate pride does not make people disgusted, but people can't help admiring it.After getting along for half a month, Quan Pingsheng really liked this eleventh prince who was once arrogant and unreasonable more and more.It's no wonder that the emperor would say whether it's important or not, but he can't tolerate any mistakes... Sighing in his heart, Quan Pingsheng nodded to Wu Ye: "Prince Yong... is a rare general."

Besides, with Mu Yunxiao's assistance, there is really nothing to worry about...

The two chatted for a while, looked at the sky outside the window, Wu Ye got up and said goodbye.Before leaving, Quan Pingsheng seemingly casually mentioned Quan Zixiao's name.

Wu Ye understood immediately, smiled and said a few words about the last time he saw Quan Zixiao, and after saying that he would stare at him, Quan Pingsheng let out a long breath.

Thinking of his only son who died on the battlefield, Quan Pingsheng felt a little bit of reluctance in his heart.

Although he knows that only soldiers who have been on the battlefield can be called real soldiers...but...the young man who entrusted his life to the front of his eyes...no matter how he knew Wu Ye in the past half month, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Watching the backs of the two riders disappearing into the distance, Quan Pingsheng stood outside the gate and let out a long sigh...

The afternoon sun was hot, and when he rode to Shanqi's camp outside Beijing, even the mane of the horse he sat on was wet.Wu Ye wiped off the sweat from the tip of his nose, and followed the soldiers leading the way into the barracks.The leading soldier secretly looked back at the young man behind him from time to time, thinking that he was extremely careful in his actions, but he didn't expect to be caught in the eyes of others.

Leading the two of them to the courtyard where the Commander-in-Chief of Nanbei Kuanjie and Lubei lived, the soldiers who were about to retire after saluting finally couldn't hold back and asked, "You, are you really our... general?"

Wu Ye, who handed the reins to the servant who greeted him, was amused when he heard this, "Could it be that there are fake ones?"

"But... but..." The young boy was blushed by the smile, his brain was dizzy, and the words that had been lingering in his mind for several days came out without thinking: "You look...not It looks like you're going to fight..."

The beautiful young man in front of me looks like a porcelain doll, looks extremely weak, looks like a handsome young man who is about to fall in the wind, no matter how you look at it, it is out of place with the surrounding scenes...

He hesitated over there, and Wu Ye rolled his eyes, knowing what he was thinking, and asked immediately: "What's your name?"

"...The little one is called He, He Shi." The young soldier hurriedly replied and began to stutter.

"He Shi."

"Yes!"

"Afternoon...see you later."

Wu Ye glanced at him, gave him a bright smile without hesitation, turned around and led Nan Xiaohuan into the yard.Only the young soldier was left flushed...

After receiving the news, more than a dozen servants cleaned the yard again early in the morning, and arranged the luggage delivered in the morning according to the instructions.Seeing Wu Ye coming in, a middle-aged man at the head saluted one after another. This was specially allocated by Si Huang Yunyi from his own palace, among which only Mu Yunxiao had the honor when he was young.

Telling them not to disturb them if there is no major matter, Wu Ye walked into the study.

The study is in the east ear room of the north house, passing through the bedroom, and you can see three tall wooden frames as soon as you enter.It was filled with books related to marching and combat.Wu Ye picked up a copy at random, sat behind the grand teacher's chair, flipped through a few pages, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The content of the book in his hand is neither too obscure and profound, nor too simple and meaningless. It is most suitable for someone like Mu Hanzhong who has a certain theoretical foundation but has never been on the battlefield.

"Who prepared these books?" Wu Ye asked as a small surprise.

"My lord, it's my subordinate." Nan Xiaohuan, who was filling Wu Ye with tea, bowed his head and replied.

"Oh?" A little surprised to answer like this, Wu Ye glanced at the titles of the books on the wooden shelf again.As far as he knew, Guanri Pavilion would teach secret guards the killing skills, but he didn't know when military education would also start to be popularized?

Xu Shi sensed the doubt in Wu Ye's eyes, Nan Xiaohuan handed over the teacup, organized the language as simple as possible, and explained: "I have been to Mr. Xiao a few days ago, and most of these books are written by Mr. Xiao from his study. It was taken out of the book. It is said that these books are the most suitable for the master to read now."

"Huh? You went to the master's place? What are you doing?" Wu Ye turned another page and looked at the small script annotations in the margins of the book. The familiar handwriting just confirmed Nan Xiaohuan's words.Wu Ye looked up at the man in black beside him, and lowered his eyes.

...not everything Nan Xiaohuan would report to him, let alone such private arrangements, but... for some reason, he just cared.

Now Nan Xiaohuan was silent for a while, and then replied in a low voice respectfully: "Since the Lord is going to lead the troops to fight... these things... it's a little bit to see. I wanted to prepare it myself, but my subordinates are incompetent, so I can only ask about it." Mr. Xiao."

"You have a heart."

A faint joy slipped through his heart, Wu Ye smiled slightly after listening.

"..." Nan Xiaohuan didn't speak any more, his tough and resolute face was calm, and he accepted Wu Ye's compliment silently.

Afterwards, Wu Ye and the two walked around the courtyard again.The courtyard is not big, it is an ordinary quadrangle courtyard, and it is kept clean. Although it is far from being as gorgeous and exquisite as the palaces in Qianye Palace and Xuanzhu City, Wu Ye nodded in satisfaction that there is such a thing in the barracks.

According to the usual practice, Nan Xiaohuan lived in the side room on the west side of Wu Ye's bedroom, and Wu Ye also stopped by.

The layout of the house was extremely simple, not much different from Nan Xiaohuan's residence in the palace. Wu Ye sighed in his heart and walked out with someone without saying anything.

After turning around, the two of them had just walked to the dining room when someone came to report that generals of all ranks in the army had come to visit and were waiting in the front hall at the moment.

Because the selection had just ended and the personnel had not yet been redistributed, the soldiers selected from the Upper Fourth Army trained according to their original establishment for two days.The visitors this time were generals above the capital rank in each army.

After greeting each other one by one, Wu Ye smiled and glanced at the dozen or so people standing in front of him: "Since it's time for dinner, you can use it at my place."

There was no excuse, and no one answered.Wu Ye's proposal was completely beyond their expectations.They looked at each other a few times, a little undecided, at this moment, Quan Zixiao, who was wearing a red shirt, stepped forward, bowed his hands and said with a smile: "The general invites us, how dare we refuse?"

The two of them were no longer strangers, and Quan Zixiao's half-truth and half-fake tone made Wu Ye dumbfounded.So he slapped him on the back: "This general is inviting you to dinner, don't be so righteous, as if you are going to die."

As soon as these words came out, the commanders, Marquis Yu, and military envoys all laughed, and the atmosphere, which was still a little alien before, became a little warmer.

There are no exquisite dishes, just a few of the most common side dishes, plus a few pots of rice wine to add to the fun, quickly shortening the distance between Wu Ye and these generals.

Even Ding Yun, who was known for his cold face in the Tianwu Cavalry Army, after a few glasses of wine, his somewhat pale complexion became a little rosy, and he was no longer as cold as before.

Although these generals at all levels came from the most elite upper fourth army in the Yin Kingdom's Forbidden Army, they had little contact with each other on weekdays. This time, they formed a flash cavalry because of the suppression of bandits. After a few days, they just got to know each other's names.Right now, because of Wu Ye's invitation, they get together with each other, have a meal, drink three or two glasses of wine, and can't help but give birth to a bit of sympathy among soldiers.

"General, why didn't you see Military Adviser Xiao?" During the banquet, a Yuhou raised his head and finished toasting Wu Ye's wine, and asked by the way.

As soon as he asked this, the banquet that was so lively just now fell silent, and the generals looked at each other in blank dismay.Obviously someone has already mentioned it before coming here, why is there still someone who doesn't open which pot and which pot to mention?

"The military adviser will come in a few days. Why, are you worried that I can't train you well?" Wu Ye raised his eyebrows, pretending to be angry, and said with a smile.

Seeing that he didn't look unhappy, everyone felt relieved, and then resumed their conversations that were interrupted before.

"How could it be. Just asking casually hahahaha..." Na Yuhou rubbed the back of his head and smiled quite honestly.

Wu Ye held the wine glass, but smiled silently, taking in all the reactions of everyone.

After the usual half-hour break at noon, the afternoon training started again.

Wu Ye rode a horse and strolled towards the school grounds. Quan Zixiao walked side by side with him, talking in a low voice about the situation in the barracks in the past few days.

Most of the cavalrymen selected from the Upper Fourth Army this time came from official families. They studied military science since they were young, and their martial arts skills are already extraordinary at a young age. Naturally, they are relatively high in self-esteem.If Mu Yunxiao was the marshal, maybe they could still feel a little fear. However, Wu Ye, who had never been on the battlefield and just passed Double Ten, would maintain basic courtesy to him on the surface. The discussion was all over the barracks, and most of them disdained and underestimated the coach this time.

With these things in mind, Quan Zixiao's frown deepened the closer he got to the school grounds.The eyes that stared at the back of the person walking up the high platform of the school field were full of deep worry and the urge to go up with him...

Listlessly walked back to the queue of the Tianwu Army in the school grounds, the queue had already been completed, Luo Qingling who was standing there saw him coming back, greeted him, said a few words, then pinched his cheek affectionately with his hand, and looked at him with winking eyes, Said in a frivolous tone: "Still worried about your sweetheart?...Ann, don't worry about it!"

Quan Zixiao looked back at him, the comfort from others was useless at all, he could only sigh full of melancholy, and turned his head to look at the stage helplessly, regardless of the hand raging on his face.

In the stands, Wu Ye stood with his sword in his hand, his gentle eyes swept across the young faces of the three thousand soldiers neatly lined up under the stage.

Regardless of the whispers whispering in his ear, Wu Ye smiled to himself, and looked back at Nan Xiaohuan who was standing on one side with a signature expression and was watching him.

The expression was still inconspicuous, and all emotions were suppressed by that face, but Wu Ye could still see a little bit of worry in those familiar black eyes.

Looking back, the hilt of the sword in his hand was cold and comfortable, feeling the sweat slowly sliding down his back, Wu Ye raised his head and stared at the dazzling sun in his field of vision.

Then close your eyes and chuckle.

……

Opening his eyes again, the gentle smile from before suddenly disappeared without a trace, and on his handsome face was a rare seriousness. In an instant, the irresistible majesty and aura surged outward like a rising tide of sea water.

That kind of momentum couldn't be ignored at all. The soldiers in the field raised their heads in astonishment, only to see the people on the stage slowly open their mouths, and slowly spit out two words: "Quiet!"

The two words using internal strength are like a bell, without any ups and downs in the tone, making people lose the ability to speak in an instant. In the huge school grounds, it only took less than a snap of a finger to go from noisy to quiet with only the sound of breathing.

"The whole time for a stick of incense is enough for me to hear what you say about me."

The soldier who was shocked by those two words heard such words as soon as he came back to his senses.So the school grounds that had just quieted down suddenly started whispering again.

"Silence! Don't make me say it a second time!"

Wu Ye frowned, and his voice became louder: "According to military law, you will be given [-] military sticks for talking about the general and spreading rumors."

He paused, his handsome face turned cold.

There was no sound from below.

"But... I won't use this to punish you. Because I know that my identity, my appearance, and my experience are the culprits of all this. If I live in a different place, I must have the same reaction as you. "

When the soldiers who had slandered Wu Ye just now because of the theory of military law heard this sentence, they nodded with sympathy and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.Thirty army sticks, not too little, enough for a young and strong soldier to lie on the bed for more than half a month.

"However, it is extremely unfair to me to judge whether a person is qualified to lead you to kill the enemy and suppress bandits based on external things such as appearance, and it is also a big mistake for you! "

"No one doesn't want to be treated fairly, and I'm no exception..."

The heat waves brushed against the face along with the wind, blowing the black hair that was tied up high, Wu Ye paused for a long time before continuing.

"Believe me, one month is enough for you to understand me."

Suddenly, Wu Ye hooked his lips into a smile, and changed the subject slightly: "Now, let's play a little game."

game?The three thousand soldiers looked at each other in blank amazement.

"You heard me right, it's a game!" Wu Ye took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, then lightly jumped off the high platform under the gaze of thousands of eyes, and landed steadily.

The soldiers in the first row couldn't help but took two steps back. Wu Ye continued to take two steps forward while maintaining his smile. He stood still and said, "Anyone who is confident in their skills here can come and play."

"Although Han Zhong is not talented, he has a lot of experience in martial arts. You can come one by one, or three or five together. Of course, I don't care if you want hundreds of them together."

"Of course the game will not let you play for nothing. If you beat me, your salary will be doubled and you will be promoted to two levels in a row!"

With his flexible mind, he had already vaguely guessed Wu Ye's intentions as early as the first sentence he said, and he was even more sure when he heard the last sentence. Those who believed in martial arts were good, their eyes glowed with excitement, and they were all gearing up.

"As for the loser..." Wu Ye looked directly at Ding Yun in the front row, "Of course there is a price to pay, and military law enforcement is unnecessary. How about using the fine as military expenses for one month?!"

……

Luo Qingling looked forward through the gap between the long halberds, watched quietly for a while, then grinned suddenly, turned to the people beside him and said, "Aren't you going to try?"

The palms were full of sweat, and the sticky feeling made people upset, Quan Zixiao pursed his lips and did not speak, and shook his head after a long time.

Wu Ye's words were like a stone thrown into the bottom of the lake, which aroused thousands of people to discuss.Over there, Ding Yun led a small group of guards to form a large circle, and opened up an open space. The soldiers from the school field surrounded them one after another, and looked closely at the young men in white clothes in the circle.

"Which one of you wants to be the first one?" Wu Ye walked around, pointing casually as he walked, "You? Or you? Come if you want, I guarantee that everything I said just now counts, you don't have to There are worries."

Several soldiers glanced at each other, and they all saw eager intentions in each other's eyes. However, the other party was so calm, and many people were still concerned about his identity. For a while, none of them stepped forward.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ye looked at the people around him, "Could it be that there are so many people, no one dares to come forward to compete with this person who only has a good-looking face? Or..."

He raised his eyebrows, with a bit of disdain on his face: "The elite of the Yin country are such a group of cowards who can chew people's tongues, but have no heart?"

The method of motivating generals really worked. Just after Wu Ye finished speaking, he roared like a tiger, and a tall and stout man jumped into the circle: "Let me see how much you weigh, my lord!"

His tone of voice was extremely disrespectful, and he didn't salute Wu Ye when he saw Wu Ye. He looked at Wu Ye wantonly from top to bottom, as if he didn't put the person in front of him in his eyes at all.

The soldiers around burst into cheers and encouragement with a bang, and some even shouted loudly, brothers, cheer up and so on.

... Their dissatisfaction and contempt for Wu Ye can also be seen from this.

Wu Ye smiled, not being annoyed by his attitude, holding the sword in his hand without taking it out of its sheath, just turning it around in the air with a swipe sound, where the long sword passed, a trail of sword energy was left on the ground A mark one inch deep... a circle.

"In the past, there was a picture of a prison, and today, I will follow suit." Meeting the confused gaze of the tall man, Wu Ye explained, "You can make moves, but I will never leave this circle. If I do, it will be counted as my loss." gone."

"...This is what you said, my lord! Don't go back on your word when the time comes!" The big man pulled out the knife from his waist, and there was a hint of joy on his face that couldn't be stopped.

"Of course." Wu Ye smiled and said lightly.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa—! The soldiers who seldom watched the battle were already worried about Wu Ye.

However, compared to the man's big moves, Wu Ye just stood there leisurely, as if he was completely out of it.

ten feet!

Seven feet!

Five feet!

Three feet!

At the last ten feet, the man jumped up suddenly, and with a loud shout, the heavy sword was already slashed at Wu Ye.