The continuous pearl arrow is not very important, and the weight of the arrows is not easy to pull the strings, so it is really difficult to practice. Zhao Xingde also practiced repeatedly and hard before he learned this skill.

What Zhao Xingde didn't know was that Yu Wen Bingxin, who taught him the unique skills of five consecutive beads, was shocked to see that he actually used a three-stone strong bow to fire five consecutive beads. The magical archers who can draw three-stone bows are rare, and the continuous bead arrow skills have great requirements for the stability of their strength. Zhao Xingde can do this, and Yu Wen Bingxin finally attributed it to his extraordinary talent.

"From now on, you will be my Chengying Army." Zhou Yuanzhong patted his shoulder with a smile.

Zhao Xingde bowed to thank the general for his encouragement, but only when he lowered his head, a wry smile flashed across his face. Only then did he realize that he had gone to the wrong place for the school entrance examination, and the school ground where the Tiger Wing Army recruited new soldiers was in another place. Chen Ang, the commander of the Tiger Wing Army, was the emperor's brother, and the commander of the Tiger Wing Army was extremely valuable in all dynasties. Only by holding this position could he suppress the hereditary children of the nobles in the army. However, King Yong Chen Ang was humble and heard that Zhou Yuanzhong wanted to select Zhao De into the Chengying Camp, he immediately agreed.

At this point, Zhao Xingde could only hope that he could retire safely in a few years. In the territory of Xia, except for a few cities autonomously governed by the Chamber of Commerce, all implemented a system of sergeants and households, and the whole country was like armed commands and ordered to be prohibited. There was also a system of plagiarism and suing evildoers. Fugitives without household registration would be sued anywhere. It was just like Shang Yang was persecuted and fled in Qin, but no one took them in.

"Brother Zhao, from now on, you and I will be in the same camp." Jian Cheng bowed to Zhao De.

Zhao Deyi bowed and said, "Brother Jian, I don't know what rules are there in Chengying Camp? What are the benefits?" He looked puzzled on his face, "Why are so many soldiers rushing to vote first?"

Jian Cheng smiled and said, "Where can you get the title without military merit? Chengying is the camp that is the most frequent battle in Daxia. If you want to gain military merit, it is naturally the best place to go."

The merits and titles are the founding ancestral system of the Daxia family. This is a pyramid-shaped structure. According to the records of the Prime Minister's Office, the people with titles are less than one-twentieth of the country's population. Other people are all Yinhus without titles. Entering the official career only requires skills, not background. The children of Yinhus can strive to become officials through various abilities such as joining the army, studying, and craftsmanship. There are also many children of scholars who have no skills and cannot become scholars, so they cannot get titles and fall into Yinhus.

All soldiers, scholars, and craftsmen have at least the lowest title of "Kingshi". If Zhao Xingde really joins the Tiger Wing Army, then he is a scholar with the title of "Kingshi". To join the Chengying Camp, which is known as the elite of the imperial guards and fights the most frequently, he only needs to obtain one or two military merits to obtain the title of "Career Official". The veterans of Chengying Camp have no titles under "Made to the Top".

The hereditary titles include the founding Duke and the founding Marquis. These two levels of titles are real hereditary nobles. They not only have titles but also fiefs, and they are not awarded the titles for those who have made great contributions to the country. The lower ones are the Shangqing, Yaqing, Shangdafu, and Dafu, with a fourth-level title. Although they can be inherited, they can be reduced in number. The eldest son of the Shangqing can only be granted the titles of Yaqing, and the legitimate grandson can only be granted the titles of Shangdafu. Further down the line is the Chehou, the chieftain, the superior, the talented official, and the common people of the Gongshi. The Xia system is to remember the merits and advance the titles. The higher the titles, the more titles and the more people they can attract.

Jian Cheng's ancestor Jian Cheng was once a centurion who followed the founding emperor to conquer the country. Later, his family was in decline. His great-grandfather Jian Wei was unable to pass the selection of soldiers and fell into Yinhu. However, his grandfather Jian You succeeded in becoming a sergeant again with his family's archery skills. With the title of "Caiguan" he was awarded the title of "Teiguan". His father Jian Bi further regained his family's reputation. When he retired, he became the captain of the Jiarong Army and was awarded the title of "Chehou". Now Jian Cheng is the tenth commander of the Tiger Wing Army, but because he has no military merits, he is still the title of "Kunshi".

The military merit reward system also has another function, which is to make wealth and materials flow to those legions that frequently fight and make many contributions in the form of titles and taxes, indirectly subsidize the losses of border prefectures and counties that have fought against barbarians for many years. It also attracts many vendors to transport various materials to the border areas.

After explaining the rules of military merits to Zhao Xingde in detail, Jian Cheng paused and said, "Most of the battles carried out by Chengying Camp are military affairs. According to our military system, the military affairs of dispatching the military office to obtain spoils does not need to be handed over to the treasury, and only distributed them according to the rules among the soldiers participating in the battle. This is an opportunity to make a fortune. Although those who go to Chengying Camp never talk about spoils, we all guess that these guys are rich."

Zhao Xingde nodded slightly and asked, "Are you really just for the reward of titles and money?" The so-called independent military service is actually a fight alone. It should be a labour that everyone avoids and is both difficult and dangerous. Even if there is some reward of titles and extra money, it is not worth the rush of these soldiers.

Jian Cheng smiled, approached Zhao De, and whispered: "Of course it's not just that. It's easiest to make a move for military affairs. In combat above the corps, most military affairs are orders of death. The orders for military affairs are simple words, such as 'elimination of a general in the enemy country', 'elimination of a certain horse thief', 'protecting a caravan', etc. How to complete the task is left with a lot of room."

"The most important thing is," Jian Cheng lowered his voice and approached Zhao Xingde: "After completing the military dispatch, the battle process is likely to be reported directly to the General's Mansion." He showed a yearning expression and sighed: "Think about it, when others are still struggling with qualifications in obscurity, the General's Mansion remembers your name. If there is a vacant position in the future, who will the Military Mansion give you the opportunity?"

Zhao Xingde nodded and whispered: "If you don't want to be a general, you are not a good soldier."

"Brother Zhao said it well, that's exactly what it is." Jian Cheng slapped his thighs, and the soldiers on both sides looked at this side. He smiled and said, "I heard you just now that there were still family members in the inn. Brother Zhao should quickly find the logistics department to ask for the allocation of a mansion to settle the family. The camp only waits to recruit Qi soldiers, and will soon go to the desert to train. In the next few years, it will be difficult to take care of the family."

Zhao Xingde nodded silently. When he heard that most of the "military service" that Chengying Camp was carrying out, he guessed that something was going on.

After the two bowed and said goodbye, Zhao Xingde returned to the inn and told Li Ruoxue about his mistaken entry into Chengying Camp.

Li Ruoxue frowned slightly and whispered: "As long as Yuan Zhi is safe and sound, everything is fine here." Under the dim candlelight, a blush appeared on her face, suppressing her shame, and slowly leaned her soft body in Zhao Xingde's arms.

The two leaned against each other, and through their thin clothes, Zhao Xingde also felt Li Ruoxue trembling slightly. He whispered: "Ruoxue," gently stroked her hair with his right hand. "It will take three years to get slower, and I will definitely leave Chengying Camp." Zhao Xingde said softly, "At that time, there will be a lot of time with you."

Li Ruoxue didn't say anything. She had thought about everything that might have happened when she followed Zhao Xingde to escape from home, but she didn't regret it. "It would be great if she could stay at this moment forever." Her eyes were foggy, and her eyes flashed slightly, pressing her head tighter on his chest. Unconsciously, a little white dew was left behind on Zhao Xingde's right lapel.

The residence of Prime Minister Xia State does not occupy a very wide area, but is extremely quiet and elegant. The Prime Minister's carriage and horse were parked at the gate, and Liu Yi lowered his head and got out of the carriage. He reviewed the official documents today and returned home after dark. Liu Yi couldn't help feeling a little guilty. He turned around and took out an exquisite flower paper bag from the carriage, held it in his hand, and then stepped inside.

Mrs. Lu Sanniang was already waiting at the entrance of the front hall. When she saw Liu Yi, she looked joyful. She took the gift box from him and whispered: "Go back for a while, there is no need to do this."

Liu Yi gently stroked her shoulder and said softly: "Open it and take a look?"

Lu Sanniang lowered her head and said "um", and her slender hand pulled the silk thread outside the flowering paper bag. A glass bottle was exposed. Under the candlelight, it shone with a crystal clear light. The bottle was a dark red liquid. Before the lid was opened, it had already emitted a fragrant fragrance, which made people intoxicated.

"Is it 'Ruhuahun'?" Lu Sanniang shouted in surprise. This Ruhuahun is a specialty of the Xia Kingdom. It is planted in large areas of the Western Regions, such as peony, rose, lily, rose, orchid, etc. When the flowers are in full bloom, they crush the petals and throw them into the water. After waiting for a while, a light layer of oil floats on the water and then collects it with special tools. Refining such a small bottle, the craftsmen need more than 100,000 peonies. The merchants transported it to Chang'an, Luoyang, Bianliang, Jinling, Samarkand, and Japan. It is worth ten thousand gold immediately, and it has no market value, so it cannot be obtained by wealthy families. Even Lu Sanniang was the courtesan of Luoyang who was named "White Peony", many wealthy businessmen spent a lot of money on her, and rarely used this rare treasure.

After the surprise, Lu Sanniang raised her head, looked at Liu Yi's gentle smile, and whispered: "Why did my husband give me such a precious thing?" She was wearing a elegant skirt and a small jacket of a braid. Although she was nearly forty years old, her face was blushing, as if she had turned back to the shy girl.

"Madam, have you forgotten it?" Liu Yi's eyes flashed with tenderness, "Twenty years ago, when you and I first met." Time flies back to the years of chaos. The young general picked up the delicate singer in the waist, whipped and rode his horse away from Luoyang. "For the past twenty years, I have been busy with military affairs and government affairs, and I owe my wife a lot, and I can't repay you." Liu Yi's tone was a little apology.

He was successful at a young age and spent most of his life fighting for the country. He became prime minister two years ago and was appointed as the Marquis of Yan. However, in the past eighteen years, the couple had gathered together for less than three hundred days.

A layer of mist was covered in Lu Sanniang's eyes. She held the gift in her hand and choked, "Your Majesty is so heavy." She was soft and leaned in Liu Yi's arms and sobbed softly. After a long time, she raised her head and whispered, "I am lucky to serve you, and I have no regrets."
Chapter completed!