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The bright moon rises eastward and the night is getting darker. The festive atmosphere is becoming increasingly intense in Wang Yue’s militia camp.

I saw a two-story wooden platform built in the middle of the camp. Under the blazing fire, Wang Yue was living on the high platform by the six serpentine warriors. Next to it were Zhi Yao and four maids. Under the high platform, except for the martial soldiers who were also responsible for the rotation of guards and busy with food, the rest of the militia gathered here, smelling the food dispersed in the air and the fragrance of wine, waiting for the beginning of the "new life banquet" with great desire.

Such militias are all young and strong in the country and the country. In the past, they were civilians in the country. Later, they arrived in the Black Hu camp. They were not the core brothers and the main force, but they were on the edge. The Black Hu did not do production and relied on plunder, so they were not sufficient in materials and food. They were all concentrated on supplying old brothers. It would be good that they could eat and not starve to death. Now it is no wonder that they are full of expectations for this "new life banquet" that is said to be able to eat with fullness.

One of the purposes of Wang Yue’s “New Life Banquet” is that they are most intuitively experiencing the difference between “New Life” and the old life on the first day, even better than when they were in the past when they served the people, so that they fully integrate into the collective with him as the core.

"Young Master, the chef has already replied that the banquet can be held."

Wang Yue nodded slightly and signaled to Zhi Yao: "Rise the silk and bamboo."

"No!" Zhi Yao gave a slight gala, pressed her slender jade fingers, and the sound of the piano gradually rose, and the four maids' hands such as sir, sheng and other musical instruments rose up. It was the prelude to the banquet in the mansion of Yin Yin in the past. As the previous songs were together, the militia that was already a little noisy below was quiet.

Such ritual music has never been enjoyed by doctors and warriors, or great merchants. Among them, only a few of them heard it when they were boasting about the doctors' servants or warriors. They could hear it today, and they were all shocked.

"I didn't expect that I could hear the music that only doctors and warriors could enjoy because of my thief." A middle-aged militia exclaimed: "It's worth it to tell me to die now."

"Don't talk, don't listen carefully. This sound is really nice." Because the sound of silk and bamboo is too small, and there is no amplification equipment at this time, the middle-aged militia sighed and affected others' listening, which immediately attracted a group of people to stop him.

Later, I heard the stage sing again, without any impurities, and the beautiful female voice was like a sound of nature:

Yoyo deer sings, eating wild apples. I have guests who play zither and sing.

When blowing the sheng and the drums, the generals are the generals. When people like me, they show me to walk around.

Yoyo deer sings, eating artemisia in the wild. I have a guest, Deyin Kong Zhao.

If you treat the people without being arrogant, a gentleman will do the same. I have the intention to drink wine, and the guest will serve you as a god.

Yoyo deer sings, eats wild scutellaria. I have guests, playing the zither and the piano.

The zither and the zither are harmonious and joyful. I have the intention to drink wine and enjoy the guests with the hearts of Yan.

This sound together makes these militia even more intoxicated. Although they cannot understand the lyrics, the sound is just the beauty that they have never felt before.

As the banquet sounded, the new generation banquet began.

Hundreds of militia dressed as chefs, carrying wine, cooked bacon, millet, rice and beans, and then put them out after operating, constantly walking through the middle of militia sitting on the ground.

The militia who had been waiting for a long time almost used robbery to grab the food and wine of their own. They looked around vigilantly and immediately swallowed it, fearing that they would eat slowly, so that the food in their hands would be snatched away.

"Don't worry, don't rob it. The food prepared by the young master tonight is very rich, enough for you to eat enough."

The militia who delivered food couldn't help but feel funny, but when they thought that if they were sitting here, they would probably be no different from them, so they stopped talking. How long has it been since they had eaten enough? Even when they were civilians in the country in the past, it was rare, let alone today there is still wine and meat.

The militia below were eating voraciously, and suddenly the elegant music was breathing on the high platform, and drum music was heard again.

"Monkey Third, what happened on the stage? Why did the Yale music stop?" The drum music was accompanied by the militia and the militia who were eating were talking again. During the day, the militia who didn't hear clearly, and the uninformed militia asked others.

The third son of the monkey sighed and looked at the stage enviously: "Those who dared to go to the team to kill in the daytime were arranged by the young master to serve as officials. They were all civilians, and the worst were all sergeants. Some of the brave and powerful people were attracted by the warriors, not only were the chiefs, but even became chiefs who could control the army.'

"But it is said that it was just a hasty appointment at that time. Tonight, the young master was going to make up for the ceremony of serving as a clerk for them."

"Oh, if I had known that killing those people would have such benefits, and I could become the best man in such glory, I would have gone up to kill people." The third son of the monkey said regretfully, but at this time, it was too late to say anything.

"Look, that boy Ma Shitou has come to the stage." A young militia exclaimed and sighed again: "I didn't expect that a stupid man like Ma Shitou, who is only brute force, can become a civilian."

"What else do you call Mashi? We will call him Mashi in the future."

The boy was shouted by the militia beside him and the young man was speechless. In just one day, his former seemingly stupid companion was already in two classes with him.

But they had no time to sigh, and immediately after the "civilians" came to the stage one by one, another news came from the high platform.

Wang Yue announced in public on the high platform: "The people who are enfeoffed today, and those who have enough meritorious deeds after today, can learn the skills of warriors from each company of warriors. If anyone can transform his power and become a warrior, I will not hesitate to be a warrior."

"Samurai's Skill? The Seal of Warrior?"

The militia below, and even the civilians who had just stepped down, were suddenly in an uproar, followed by cheers like tsunamis.

When they were citizens of the country and the country, they could see the highest ones as warriors on weekdays. Of course, they knew what it meant by samurai. What really excited them was that this was not only the chance for those who came to power today to win the civilians.

"Young Master, this militia is already available."

Listening to the various excitement and cheers of the militia below, Snake Da and Wang Yue said on the side.

Wang Yue nodded. The militia was able to be strong and he could completely control the civilians. This militia only needs to be slightly adjusted and taught, and it can become the elite force that is always equipped with military soldiers under the local doctor lord.

Although these so-called elites are not in his eyes, if they go to Huai in the future and make good rectifications, they will be different at that time.

These thieves in the past will be the foundation for him to settle down and even make things happen in this world.

Later, Yale music started again, and the new generation banquet continued. At the militia below, the banquet had just begun, but Yu Wangyue had ended, and his purpose of the night banquet had been fully achieved. He greeted Snake Da and taught him to arrange the next things.

The celebration banquet for the young gentleman of Lu Li will begin. He is also the protagonist, but he also needs to participate.

After this arrangement, Wang Yue casually took a few snake-patterned warriors and martial soldiers out of the village gate and headed to the camp of the little Junzi camp in Luli. But as soon as he left the camp gate, he heard something not far away as if someone was arguing. Looking at the source of the sound, it turned out to be a convoy, parked in front of the gate of the town.

In this era, every city and town has a curfew for closing doors at night, and Nanbi towns are no exception.

This convoy, perhaps late at night, was rejected. At this time, he was negotiating with the Ye Wushou, but for some reason, the quarrel started.

Wang Yue didn't think so, but with the moonlight, his eyes swept across the convoy, and he felt a little surprised.

"It was actually a minister in Cheng's room (the official position and status of Cheng Emperor was equivalent to that of a minister but no official territory) who had no fiefdoms and territory) came here."

Then, a sigh arose in his heart that the former common ruler of the world, just from this convoy and his encounter, could see how weak it had become.

If it were an ordinary country of thousands of chariots, not to mention the travel of a country, the powerful officials like the Luli family could just pull out five or ten chariots. Now this nobleman is not even equipped with one chariots, and it seems that the piece together is extremely difficult.

But when he thought about it carefully, it was not surprising.

Last month he talked with Zijing. Zijing said that he became the emperor now, saying that he became the emperor now, and it is said that because of military affairs, he owed a large amount of debts to many merchants and subordinates. Once the time limit came, he was unable to repay it. The village masters chased him and could only hide in a relatively hidden inn built on a high platform. The name of "high debt" was heard, which made the princes in the world laugh.

It is normal for the emperor to be so depressed and his subordinates to be so shabby.

He looked at it a little, secretly calculating in his heart, and greeted the warriors behind him, and headed to the town gate convoy, and then stopped not far from the convoy.
Chapter completed!