"Jiang Zhuangyuan's family recruited people, twenty copper coins a day, and two meals are in charge of meat every day." The news was like wings, and it quickly flew through nearby villages. More than half a month before the harvest of rice, farmers who were idle at home rushed to Pingshan Town. In one day, the Jiang family recruited more than 70 strong men.

Digging the ground in the mountains and digging, especially in July, the hot air is getting stronger, so this money is not easy to save. When eating, I saw buckets of snow-white rice and a large pot of braised pork with oil. Everyone wanted to swallow the pot.

"Don't worry, there are all. You're still doing it at home. I'll send it here later. Please give it to me." Uncle Wang wiped his sweat with a towel and shouted loudly back and forth, "Drink more mung bean soup to relieve the heat. Everyone can rest for lunch and wait until the sun is west before doing it."

As the sun sets, everyone finishes work, and another full meal is served. They take the twenty copper coins sent by the owner and disperse in groups of three or five.

"The Jiang family is really good. Keep your word. I'll call A Niu and come tomorrow."

"Otherwise, why would he win the top scorer? He will be blessed by the gods and be kind to others. Remember to call me tomorrow and I will bring my eldest son here too. Although it is a little smaller, my work is no worse than that of an adult."

For more than ten days, the barren mountains of the Jiang family changed. Except for the big trees and trees, they were removed and were flat and neat, waiting for the spring to plant fruit trees. Several fish ponds had already been released. Jiang Anyong excitedly placed the fish he caught in the pond, and then fantasized that the pond was full of big fish next year.

Symbolically cutting off the first sickle crop, Jiang Anyi raised his head, and the golden scenery in front of him was full of golden weather. This year, the weather was good and the harvest was in sight. The day left home was here again. Looking at the scenery in front of him, Jiang Anyi's heart was filled with reluctance.

Jiang Anyong was full of expectations for this long trip, and did not notice the reluctance in Jiang Huang's eyes at all. Before leaving, he gave me a detailed instructions that it was annoying nagging for the young heart. When he saw Yan'er's tears in his eyes, Jiang Anyong suddenly realized the sadness of leaving home.

When Fang Zhizhong returned, he brought a tart iron stick. The big stick as thick as a duck egg weighed 90 kilograms. Jiang Anyong had to use both hands to lift him up. Jiang Anyi tried it. If he was not lucky, he could not dance the iron stick. Seeing Fang Zhizhong easily dance the iron stick in his hand, Jiang Anyong was full of envy. This thing was born with a strange thing.

The problem is that Fang Zhizhong weighs nearly 200 kilograms. With this iron rod, an ordinary horse can only carry about 200 kilograms, so he can't bear to move forward. Of course, Jiang Anyi's charcoal is OK, but Jiang Anyi is not so generous that he can give in to the charcoal. Fang Zhizhong can only sit in the carriage and look at the two brothers of Jiang Anyi in front of the carriage, one black and one red, two horses walking together.

First, I went to Jinshui Village, Fuyang County to meet Mr. Fan. To be honest, I was a little unbelievable about Jiang Anyi's top scorer. Jiang Anyi's level is worse than that of the teacher. It is a blessing that the teacher is in the second grade, how could it be the top scorer in the high school? No matter what, his disciple was the third grade, and he was also the top scorer in the teacher. He was once the top scorer, and now his disciple is also the top scorer. Fan Yanzhong is very satisfied.

After seeing him for half a year, Fan Fuzi's violent temper became much more restrained and he became more talkative. The topics were always impossible to avoid children and grandchildren, and he looked like he had a son and everything was enough. At the beginning, the angry old man disappeared, and the years turned him into a kind neighbor. Jiang Anyi was surprised to find that after dinner, Mr. Fan would actually carry a small chair and sit under the locust tree to chat with the elderly in the village.

At the end of July, Jiang Anyi came to Anyang Prefecture. Yu Zhijie's Qing army was set up in the original Bianjiaya, which was only a few dozen feet away from the Bianjiaya. The original Bianjiawang gave up his office and moved to the government office. The emperor gave up his leave for three months. It is said that Jiang Anyi would take office as long as he was at the end of August. Seeing that his disciples came to help one month in advance, Yu Zhijie was very happy. He asked a few questions and asked him to rest for a few days, and he could take office as soon as he took office on the first day of August.

In front of the mansion, Liu Yushan and his men met Jiang Anyi. Jiang Anyi saw that he was wearing a new dark blue eighth-rank official uniform, wearing a flat scarf on his head and a ribbon on his waist, looking energetic. He probably often ran around under the scorching sun and his skin became darker.

Seeing Jiang Anyi, Liu Yushan smiled and said, "Anyi, you are here, Lord Yu always talks about you. Now I have something to report to you, where do you live? I will go to find you tonight, let's have a good talk."

Because he took Jiang Anyong and Fang Zhizhong, Jiang Anyi found an inn to stay temporarily and told Liu Yu the name of the inn. The two bowed and parted. It was still early, Jiang Anyi returned to the inn and called Fang Zhizhong, and took Jiang Anyong to the Anyang Palace.

Wei Mengqiang was riding a horse and shooting arrows and dancing weapons on the school ground. Someone came to report: "There is a man named Jiang Anyi in front of the door asking for advice."

"Jiang Anyi? Who?" Wei Mengqiang thought for a long time but didn't remember who it was.

The prince Shi Fangdao, who shot the target next to him, smiled and said, "General Wei has forgotten many things, but after beating them, he forgot it. Who? Jiang Zhuangyuan Jiang Cixian is here. He doesn't come to me but comes to you. Oh, I understand. Last time you made a wish and asked you for something, but now Jiang Zhuangyuan is here to pay favors for you."

Wei Mengqiang slapped his head and smiled, "I remember it. It was the white-faced scholar riding a good horse in the academy who passed the top scorer. This kid is amazing."

Shi Fangdao was speechless. He didn't know that Jiang Anyi had won the top scorer for three yuan and was still thinking about the dark horse. He was such a rough man with good martial arts and didn't care about literary affairs. Shi Fangdao handed the bow in his hand to the servant, wiped his sweat, and said, "I will see you when I go see you, General Wei, come first."

Seeing the prince walking in with a breeze on his face, Jiang Anyi quickly stood up and saluted. The prince was notorious to him and made a name for himself. When he was trapped in prison, he secretly contributed to him, saying that he was his benefactor.

"An Yi has met His Highness the Crown Prince, thank you for your help for the several times."

"Hahahahaha," Shi Fangdao smiled and grabbed Jiang Anyi and said, "Anyi actually saluted me, the big ointment, and wouldn't it be a big fairy? Please sit down and have a tea."

Wei Mengqiang blocked the door like an iron tower, glanced at Jiang Anyi, and immediately noticed Fang Zhizhong's body. Fang Zhizhong was as tall and burly as he was, and Kong Wu was powerful. Except for his beard, he had not yet grown into a beard, the two of them were simply a template.

Shi Fangdao also noticed Fang Zhizhong and asked with a smile: "This hero is as tall as General Wei, and he is really a hero."

Wei Mengqiang shook his body in, and his butt made the jujube wooden chair scream. He looked at Fang Zhizhong and provoked without hesitation: "What's the use of being tall? I don't know what kind of skills, otherwise I'd just be a waste of my figure."

The same-sex people refuted each other, and there was nothing wrong with using it between Wei Mengqiang and Fang Zhizhong. Fang Zhizhong stood up and shouted, "That man, there is no need to talk about it, or you can talk about who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is

Shi Fangdao applauded and laughed, saying, "Okay, Qiangzi, someone has challenged you, there is a good show to watch. An Yi, let's go to see their competition first, and then come back to talk."

On the school ground, Wei Mengqiang rode a big green horse to show off his power. Fang Zhizhong chose several weapons and was not as good as his hands. Shi Fangdao asked, "You bring your own weapons." After receiving the reply, Shi Fangdao asked someone to go and pick them up.

Seeing the two men carrying Fang Zhizhong's weapons to the school ground, Fang Zhizhong took it and danced a few stick flowers in his hands. Wei Meng forced his horse to hold it down and nodded and said, "No, with this strength, it's worth Wei's attack, come on."

Fang Zhizhong walked onto the field with an iron stick. Wei Mengqiang frowned and asked, "Do you don't know how to ride a horse?"

"No horse."

Wei Mengqiang understood that this big man was as heavy as himself, and the ordinary horse could not carry it. He looked at the prince with a smile, and Wei Mengqiang said, "Your Highness, why don't you give your yellow horse to this kid to ride and let him play two moves with me first."

Shi Fangdao nodded and agreed. Someone brought a yellow horse with his head and tail, and his body was about the same size as charcoal. Fang Zhizhong's eyes showed joy, and reached out to press hard on the horse's back first, but the horse did not move at all.

"Good horse." Shi Fang praised again, turned over the horse, and faced Wei Mengqiang far away. The two of them were like two iron towers, and the people present cheered in unison, "Good man".

Wei Mengqiang used two iron halberds. With the stance of the horse, his left hand halberd hung on the windward direction of Fang Zhizhong's head. Fang Zhizhong's hands were crossed with sticks, and the halberd rod hit the iron halberd rod and splashed countless sparks, loud noises resounded throughout the schoolyard.

After returning to the horse, Wei Mengqiang smiled and said, "No, strong."

Fang Zhizhong felt that the horse was as steady as Mount Tai. The recoil force of the hard attack just now had no effect on it. He had a bottom line in his heart. Fang Zhizhong was not willing to be outdone and urged the horse to dance and run to Wei Mengqiang. Seeing the iron rod sweeping around the waist, Wei Mengqiang was calm and calm, and his halberd crossed and towards the stick. Another loud bang, the stick was broken open.

The two of them went back and forth, their moves were as fast as a storm, and the sound of halberds and sticks hitting each other was like a ball of firecrackers, and dust and smoke rose everywhere, making people tremble.

There were guards from the royal palace on the school ground cheering for their generals. Jiang Anyong was angry and jumped and shouted loudly: "Come on, Brother Chong, Brother Chong is mighty." The shouts of a man were heard among the shouts of the soldiers, but Jiang Anyong was not concerned at all and was still cheering.

Shi Fangdao glanced at Jiang Anyong and smiled, "This is Ling, who is innocent and innocent."

Hearing that the prince appreciated An Yong, Jiang Anyi decided to strike while the iron was hot and said, "Your Highness, Anyi has come here to ask for His Highness. The most important thing is my righteous brother. He is brave by nature, so it is a pity to surrender to the countryside. I want him to join General Wei and have the opportunity to serve the court in the future."

Shi Fangdao was very happy. Wei Mengqiang was a powerful general in the world. Fang Zhizhong was able to fight with him on the court without any distinction. That was also an amazing hero. Such a hero was willing to join his command and could not be found even with a lantern.

"Okay," Shi Fangdao agreed repeatedly, and was filled with joy. He thought for a while and said, "Let him become a personal guard in my mansion first. I will promote him to the brigade coach in a while. I will talk about other things in the future."

The commander of the Anyang Prince's Mansion was only 200 people, but he was a real lieutenant of the Rong Cunzi. From the rank of the ninth rank, Shi Fangdao said, Fang Zhizhong changed from an ordinary person to a non-commissioned officer. Jiang Anyi thanked the prince for Fang Zhizhong and pointed at Jiang Anyong and said, "My brother has been fond of martial arts since he was a child and has always caused trouble at home. I want to entrust him to the prince together and let him be a soldier in the mansion. I will take him back after my errands in Anyang Mansion."

It's really good things. Arranging someone is insignificant for Shi Fangdao, and being able to win over the top scholar who is three yuan is of great significance. Jiang Anyi entrusts his brother and brother to himself, wouldn't it mean that he will be firmly tied to the Anyang Palace in the future?
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