I was a young master in ancient times

Xu Changming is proud of his military exploits.However, when reporting to the imperial court, Ji Ertao did not say that they had won the first battle and beat Mao Zi to pieces.

After this battle, Xu Changming became more and more complacent, and he didn't pay attention to Li Huaiyuan, and ran on him inside and outside.The family of the two is different in seniority, Li Huaiyuan doesn't want to be on the same level as him, and every time he is run on, he pretends not to hear.But when he returned to his military tent, the old general would always be angry for a while.

Coral suffered a defeat, and he, who was already proud, suffered from chest pains for two days.Then when the spies reported that the Daliang people had buried the captured soldiers alive on the road from Datan to Zhangchui, their vision was even darker, and they almost couldn't lift their breath.He clutched his chest, gritted his teeth, and said, "Daliang people are so vicious, they buried more than a hundred soldiers of my Datan alive." He seemed to have forgotten who was responsible for the tragedy in Zhangchui four months ago.Now I feel like a victim.

Uncle Sun caught the chickens and put them in the cage, while Chen Ziche followed behind to count them.When the count reached 23, there was only one rooster, three hens and a few young yellow chickens left in the chicken coop of Uncle Sun’s house.

Uncle Sun clapped his hands, lifted the cage onto the ox cart, and asked, "Xiaoguan Chen, how many chickens are there in the barracks now?"

Chen Ziche counted the money in the booklet, counted the copper coins and handed them to Uncle Sun, "Is it right to count the money?" "How much was confiscated. There are not many chickens in each village. There are not many pigs."

After counting the money, Uncle Sun put it in his pocket. "It's still early. In two months, more chickens will be hatched door to door. After summer, there will be more piglets."

Aunt Sun sat aside and took out the soles of her shoes. She didn't see the frequent comer, Battalion Commander An. She asked strangely, "Why didn't Battalion Commander An come this time?"

Song Shitou fixed the chicken coop, turned around and said to Aunt Sun, "Battalion Commander An is watching the pigpen and chicken pens in the camp. Huzi is busy recruiting people in the barracks." Speaking of this, Song Shitou said There are many praises for Ankang, "Battalion Commander An is a kind person. There are many disabled soldiers like me in the barracks. Commander An recruited us disabled soldiers into the food camp first."

"Oh, this is really a good man." Aunt Sun put down her work and listened carefully to Song Shitou's praise of Ankang.She immediately had other thoughts in her mind.

Ankang wore his trousers and his upper body was covered like a soldier in the barracks.He doesn't know how to build a pigsty, so he helps to pass stones and carry things.

Song Zhenwei led the people over, saw his attire, and said with a smile, "Are you also training soldiers?"

Ankang smiled embarrassedly, "It's training."

It is obviously unrealistic to rely on some old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers to build a pigsty.Not to mention the delay in the construction period, even if the disabled move stones and planks, he is not at ease, for fear that they will hurt himself if they don't work hard.

Therefore, Ankang thought of an idea.He ran up to Song Zhenwei, talking nonsense, saying that the soldiers working for the grain battalion can not only exercise their bodies, strengthen their physique, but also increase the tacit understanding of teamwork.In fact, Song Zhenwei is not a fool, he immediately heard that Ankang wanted to borrow someone to work.

The grain camp was the top priority, Song Zhenwei didn't dare to be careless, he summoned the soldiers, said some nice words, and finally dragged these people to work in the grain camp.

"Plow all the land?" Song Zhenwei looked at the refurbished land not far away and asked Ankang beside him.

Ankang found his own clothes and put them on, and accompanied Song Zhenwei to look at the chicken pen, the pig pen, and the cows standing in the cow pen.

Seeing the animal manure piled up half a person's height, Song Zhenwei frowned, "You want fertile land?"

"That's not it. I'm going to put it in the ground tomorrow. Cover it for half a month and turn it over again, and it will be planted."

"Have you harvested enough seeds?" Song Zhenwei was most worried about the matter of seeds.

"This is not a problem. I have entrusted my relatives to transport the seeds from the south."

Song Zhenwei took a quick look at Ankang and thought, this man really doesn't look like a young master.He doesn't dislike the smell of dung and soil, and he also carries things with his shirt on.Do things seriously and carefully, and think long-term.

When Chen Ziche and Song Shitou go out in an ox cart, Aunt Sun will tell Uncle Sun, "What a wonderful person is An Ying. It just so happens that our granddaughter Xiaohui is also old enough to say goodbye. I think they are a good match."

Uncle Sun choked on the smoke he had just sucked into his mouth, and tears came out of his cough. "You mother-in-law really dare to think. She is the battalion commander!"

"What's wrong with Battalion Commander? I don't think Battalion Commander An is the kind of person who looks down on people." Aunt Sun retorted immediately. "I have inquired with Song Shitou. He is not married. Our Xiaohui is a sensible child. He is loved by no one in northern Xinjiang. Our Xiaohui is a good girl."

"Don't be silly, let's cook quickly." Uncle Sun was annoyed by what Aunt Sun said, and drove his old wife to the pot house.He squatted in the yard and shouted loudly, "I made money today, and tomorrow I will go to the town to cut half a catty of meat for the children." He continued to take a puff of cigarette, and began to think about what his old wife had just said.

The author has something to say:

There will be wonders wherever you go.

Babies, live seriously and be happy every day.

Babies, I wish you a happy day~