In the eighth year of Taiyuan of Jin Dynasty (AD 383), it was the fifth month of summer.
Riding on a shiny red-maned horse, a man in white is riding on it, his slightly thin body swaying with the horse's footsteps, very leisurely.
Beside him were two strong men, one on the left and one on the right.
Both of them were wearing ocher-colored bundts. They were eight feet in length and had ten-gauge belts. Under the sunlight, their sweat-covered muscles shone brightly, and they looked like they were from a training family.
Especially the one on the left, his hair and beard are slightly red, and his face is extremely fair. He seems to be incompatible with the soil and water of the south of the Yangtze River, but it has an inexplicable relationship with the barbarians in the north.
His name is Duan Xian, and he is the most trusted guard of the husband immediately. Whenever the husband goes out for a stroll in the city, he always takes him with him.
"Mr. Duan, what are you looking at?"
"Is it so weird that I'm riding a horse? Have you been watching me since just now?"
Duan Xian laughed loudly, his yellow and red beard raised up high and almost flew into the sky.
"Lang Jun was joking. My subordinates think that Lang Jun is particularly majestic today. When he is riding on a horse, his posture and demeanor are no worse than those of the cavalry in Beifu!"
"Duan Langjun's flattery has gotten better and better recently, and he is no worse than me from Jin Dynasty." The man on the right, named Chen Ding, is almost burly, but a little narrow-minded.
Speaking of which, always carry a gun and a stick.
"Lang Jun clearly knows that I have absolutely no intention of flattering you. What I say is always truthful and not false at all."
"I just feel that Lang Jun's riding skills are completely new when he steps on the stirrups. If those young ladies in Jiankang City see this kind of demeanor, they will definitely admire Lang Jun even more." Duan Xian archer reported.
, with a particularly serious expression.
When the young lady from Jiankang City was mentioned, the young man who was so proud just now suddenly fell down.
First of all, in this section, it’s really hard to mention which pot you don’t want to open!
Those women...are really like wolves and tigers...
"You also know that it is the function of the stirrups, not that my riding skills have improved. When I return to Jiankang, I must let all the nobles in the city use this treasure."
The pair of stirrups was the first contribution made by the young man after traveling through time. With these pairs of stirrups, even a boy from a family with poor equestrian skills like him could ride a horse steadily.
Why am I here?
Isn't this all a dream?
Ever since he opened his eyes on the lawn, these two questions have been running over and over in his mind whenever he has free time.
How could he, Wang Mi, an amateur rider in the 21st century and a graduate student in the history department, suddenly break into the time-traveling army?
How magical the world is. He failed in a competition and fell off the horse. When he opened his eyes, he was already lying in the grass on the shore of Queer Lake in Jingkou City, a strategic town in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
Two followers, Duan Xian and Chen Ding, helped him up. He pretended to be weak for a while before he figured out the identity of his master.
He has traveled through time!
The person who traveled through time has a name in history. He is the descendant of the famous Langya Wang family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wang Mi and Wang Zhiyuan!
Wang Mi refused to face such a fate at first, but he liked Wang Mi's little face very much. I heard that Wang Langjun was very popular among the pretty girls in Jiankang City.
Pan An is reincarnated.
He is now twenty-three years old, just the right age. As a descendant of an aristocratic family and a serious member of the Langya Wang family, he has already entered the official career and is currently Secretary Cheng. Although his official position is not high, he is still respectable.
The key is that the emperor's family also had a very good relationship with him, especially the emperor Sima Yao, who made him his confidant.
However, no matter how much you value me, if I work under you losers, my success will fail in the end and I will not be able to accomplish anything big.
Taking things as they came, Wang Mi accepted his fate and settled down to work as the Secretary-General of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Wang Mi.
"But why did Lang Jun think of changing the stirrups?" Sensitive Chen Ding felt that Wang Mi's temperament seemed to have changed slightly in recent days, but he couldn't tell what kind of change it was. Various behaviors
They are all weird. For example, adding two stirrups to the saddle is something that Wang Mi would never have thought of before.
Wang Mi curled his lips, knowing they would ask.
Forget it, let's take this opportunity to tell a lie and deceive them.
"This is not because you are not doing things well!"
"You know that I'm not good at riding, but you don't know how to add stirrups to my horse. If you had already done this, would you still need me to do it myself?"
Duan Xian was simply unjustly accused and hurriedly defended: "My subordinates deserve to die. It is indeed their negligence. When they mount their horses, they always jump up with one leg and do not need stirrups at all."
Wang Mi snorted, what kind of statement is this? Is it okay to show off their riding skills?
"However, Lang Jun doesn't have to do this. If Lang Jun wants to ride a horse, we can just carry him on and off the horse. There is no need to step on the stirrup to get on the horse!" Compared with the two of them, Chen Ding was more thoughtful.
Wang Mi didn't know what to say, so he just nodded and obeyed blindly.
"What do you know? My stirrups are not just for mounting horses. Haven't you noticed that I have become much more stable when riding a horse recently?"
This blind guy made Wang Mi so angry that he shook the stirrups under his feet. This is a pair!
Didn't you notice the difference?
Haven't you noticed that my feet are always in stirrups?
Duan Xian and Chen Ding still looked confused, and Wang Mi was helpless.
The road to popularizing science is long and arduous, so we cannot rush it.
This time Wang Mi left Jiankang and came to Jingkou. He accepted the request from his friend Danyang Yin Wanggong and asked him to spy on the movements of the soldiers in the north of Jingkou.
It is now the summer of 383 AD, and the historically famous Battle of Feishui will begin this winter.
As the commanders of the Beifu soldiers, Champion General (third rank) Xie Xuan, General Yingyang (fifth rank) Liu Laozhi, these powerful generals of Beifu will come to Jingkou one after another to recruit new soldiers and be responsible for training.
Since the Jin people crossed to the south, their opponents have changed one after another. Now, all the powerful enemies in the north have basically been defeated, not by the Jin people of course, but by the bloodless Di Qin. As early as
Many years ago, Fu Jian, the eager lord of Qin, showed his ambition to annex the Jin Dynasty. But now, Fu Jian, who has successively conquered the Yan Kingdom of the Murong family and the Yang family of Qiuchi, can no longer sit still and is working hard to annex the Jin Dynasty.
Dajin.
Wang Mi, who came from time travel, faced this situation.
Fortunately?
Unfortunate?
In the court, because of the impending war, several major families who were at loggerheads with each other in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, as well as Emperor Sima Yao, who was eager to restore the authority of the Sima family, are now reluctantly united to rebuild plastic friendship.
However, Wang Mi, who was lucky enough to come to Jingkou, temporarily put aside the disputes in the court. He was looking for someone to dig out the Southern Dynasty God of War who was still wallowing in the grass.
"Lang Jun has been wandering around the countryside since he came to Jingkou. My subordinates heard that General Ying Yang has arrived at the Beifu military tent. Should we go and meet him?" Chen Ding made a suggestion, and Wang Mi looked leisurely and half-hearted.
Didn't hear a word.
"Don't worry, I'm looking for another person named Liu."
Someone named Liu?
Chen Ding scratched his head and had no clue. I never heard that Secretary Wang knew any aristocratic children named Liu!
Besides, in a place like Jingkou where weapons meet, can Secretary Wang have any friends?
Despite the happy look on his face, Wang Mi was actually very anxious in his heart. In the past few days, he had been wandering around the countryside just to find the most important helper on his journey to success.
Although he already knew this person's name and where he lived, he could find it out immediately by just asking the mayor.
But he didn't intend to do this. We traveled through time, but we should do things in a measured way and not be too ostentatious. He had never met this person before, so he came directly to visit him. According to historical records, this person is only seventeen years old now, and he is still a straw sandal.
The status of my account scares people, but what should I do?
After all, chance encounters are the most romantic!
Jingkou Tigers, Liu Yu, Liu Jinu, where on earth are you making a living?