Among the seed masters, he was the oldest among the eight generals. His appearance was ordinary, and his calmness exuded from his whole body made people feel particularly reassured, and he entrusted his wealth and life to him without hesitation.
Yao Xiong was a young man with a fierce appearance, especially the deep knife mark on the left side of his face, which extended from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, like a deep ravine on a high loess slope.
Liu Fa is tall and thin. Standing there, he looks like a long strip of granite cut out of the Qilian Mountains with a knife and axe.
Yang Weizhong was the most upright-looking among the eight generals. His eyes were extremely sharp. When he stared at people, he was like an eagle staring at its prey. But when no one was around, there was always an imperceptible melancholy flashing across his brows.
Zhao Long is slightly chubby and always smiling. He looks like a teacher who wants to reason with you and help you find your way back. But I don’t know if he will just stab you with a knife when the reasoning doesn’t make sense.
Gao Yongnian is like a bookkeeper. His eyes are shining, as if he can see where in the house you have stuffed your private collection of three or five ounces of money.
Zheyan was only twenty years old, but his beard was thicker than that of the twenty-eight-year-old Yang Weizhong, making him look older.
Yang Zongmin completely fits the image of Yang Liulang in Zhao Si's mind, fair and handsome, tall and straight.
"We have traveled thousands of miles, thank you for your hard work, generals!" Zhao Si took a few steps forward and said beforehand.
"I've seen your Majesty!" the eight generals who dismounted saw Zhao Si being so courteous and humble, and hurriedly responded with their hands raised.
"Ever since the imperial brother issued the edict, I have been waiting day and night to finally meet the eight generals." Zhao Si smiled and said, "Listening to the stories of the eight generals and having a drink with each other was very enjoyable. I hate being famous rather than meeting them.
I met you all today, and it turns out that all the heroes match up with the stories I heard, so happy! So happy!"
After hearing Zhao Si's bold words, the generals couldn't help but feel relieved.
I have heard that the emperor's younger brother is a chivalrous and righteous man, open-minded and cheerful, and has the same temperament as the generals.
This time, we strongly recommended the generals to serve in Beijing and get close to the officials, which brought everyone one step closer to establishing a feudal title. The generals will be grateful to His Royal Highness King Jian.
It's just that according to legend, King Jian was arrogant and domineering, and he was worried about being difficult to get along with.
On the way to Beijing, I heard that he and the prime minister were scolding and fighting in Chui Gong Hall. I was shocked and worried.
I was surprised that His Highness was so courageous. In addition, I was also a little bit happy. Apart from the civil servants, King Jian was the first person to be so tough on the head of the civil service in the court.
What is worrying is that King Jian is so domineering, it will be really difficult to deal with him in the future.
When Wang Lian Wang met on the first day of junior high school, His Royal Highness Jian Wang was humble and courteous to everyone. He was not at all domineering and domineering in the legend, and the worries in his heart were relieved a lot.
After leaving a first impression on each other, the leader of the generals, Zhong Shizhong, said to Zhao Si: "Your Majesty, the three thousand tribes have been prepared. Please review it."
"Call me into this camp."
"Obey the order!" Zhong Shizhong said to the herald, and then galloped away with the sound of horse hooves.
After a while, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, like an earthquake, and the whole ground shook slightly. It was like the sound of the Yellow River tide, sweeping in violently. It was like the looming thunder in the sky in spring.
The sound became louder and louder, just like the water of the Yellow River, lapping at the river bank, rushing from the mouth of the pot to here in an instant.
The ground beneath my feet was shaking more and more loudly. You could see fine dust being stirred up and floating on everyone's shoes.
Zhao Si stood under the "Si Ru" banner, like an iron tower, not suppressed by the tall flagpole at all. Looking from a little further away, it became the flag on his shoulders.
After getting close to a certain distance, I finally heard clearly the sound of horse hooves.
More than 10,000 horseshoes hit the ground rhythmically, gathering together and turning into a huge hammer, powerfully beating the earth that turned into an anvil, and also hitting everyone's heart.
An invisible chilling air came overwhelmingly.
Some of the Imperial Guards who were on guard outside were frightened by this momentum. Their faces turned pale and their legs were shaking. They only relied on the spears in their hands to hold them back from falling.
There were also more than a dozen Privy Council clerks in charge of the inspection. They were pointing at the eight generals and their followers from a distance with disdain on their faces. Now they all transformed into mice that encountered a group of cats, trembling.
As the sound of horse hooves approached, a special smell hit my face. It was made from mutton, horse smell, plus the smell of human sweat, mixed together, spread out in the hot sun for a long time, and fermented.
Like an invisible wall, a cloud of air slowly pushed forward, enveloping everyone in it.
Cen Meng, Xue Fanzi and others frowned, and many handymen felt nauseous after smelling the smell.
Zhao Si's face remained as usual, staring at Fanbu who appeared slowly.
They have different faces and different expressions.
He has a long round face, a square face and a round waist, long hair, short beard, bald head and beard.
Solemn, indifferent, ferocious, sad, joyful... but the undertone of all expressions is unruly and ferocious.
Pairs of eyes were projected from the horses and focused on Zhao Si.
Zhao Si stood still.
His eyes were like a pair of hands, he went forward unceremoniously, grabbed each cavalryman by the collar, and looked him up and down unceremoniously, as if he wanted to see through all the timidity and bravery deep in their hearts.
Under such aggressive gazes, these Tibetan cavalry did not feel offended.
They had seen looks that were more ferocious, arrogant and rude than this. Different from those looks, although Zhao Si's look was stern and unceremonious, it revealed a kind of relief and respect.
Like the Great Khan on the grassland, when he saw the warriors returning from victory, he felt satisfied and encouraged.
A group of eight cavalrymen from the Tibetan tribe, led by the officers, quickly stood in line on the playground.
As soon as the horn sounded, the Tibetan cavalry all dismounted, pulled the reins of their mounts, stood beside the horses' heads, and shouted in unison: "I have seen the king!"
Zhao Si smiled, and he turned to look at General Zhongshi with an expression of approval.
The generals of the Western Army still took a lot of pains to select 3,000 people who were tough and available and understood Mandarin from tens of thousands of familiar people.
Zhao Si walked among the Tibetan cavalry, nodding with satisfaction.
"Where did you get the scar on your face?" Zhao Si stopped and asked, pointing to the scar on the face of a cavalryman.
"Tiandu Mountain."
"How many enemies have you killed?"
"Four."
"Did you get the reward?"
There was silence for a while.
"Took some."
"That means we haven't given enough. I know that those bastards in the transfer office will definitely not give enough. Don't worry, I will make up for you!"
Zhao Si said loudly.
The sound is like autumn thunder, rolling over the top of the wheat waves, causing a roaring response.
The Tibetan cavalry couldn't help but whisper to each other and started talking in low voices.
"You don't believe it? Well, let me show you the quality of Thirteenth Son of Honesty!"
After Zhao Si finished speaking, he turned around and went to the wooden platform, but was stopped by the officials of the Privy Council.
"Your Majesty, according to the rules, we need to order some tests first."
These scribes saw clearly that these Tibetan cavalry also had one nose and two eyes. Moreover, they smelled like mutton, just like those stinky soldiers on the border, and they couldn't help but feel reassured.
There was a burst of dissatisfaction in my heart.
The thieves joined the army, and the grandfathers were shocked. Let's see how we can defeat you!
Zhao Si glanced at them, with a sneer on his lips and remained silent.
Ling Shi thought that Zhao seemed to agree, and quickly asked the scribes to bring out something.
"What is this?" Zhao Si asked loudly.
"In reply to your Majesty, these are all tools for tattooing."
"Tattooing? What kind of tattoo?"
"So that your Majesty will know that according to the rules of the imperial court, all those who join the Forbidden Army must have their faces tattooed. As a rule, these military men have to have the three characters 'Xiaoqiying' tattooed on their faces."
Ling Shi's eyes swept over the faces of the Tibetan cavalry, and he replied with a sly smile.
The nearby Tibetan cavalry were in an uproar!
"Straight bitch!" Zhao Si was furious, swung his horsewhip and hit Ling Shi all over his face, making Ling Shi roll on the ground and scream in agony.
After Zhao Si was whipped more than a dozen times, he still didn't understand his hatred, so he stepped forward and kicked the tattooing tools to the ground.
"You're a hozen! Which dynasty and generations of emperor's soldiers have tattoos on their faces? You are not only insulting the soldiers, but also insulting the officials!"
After regaining his composure, Ling Shi knelt down on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Your Majesty, this is the law of our ancestors. I just follow it."
"You're a bastard! The last time someone shouted about the laws of our ancestors in front of me, it was Mr. Zhang. You, a slave of a slave, a slave, dare to shout in front of me! I am a member of the Privy Council, and I have the final say on such trivial matters.
Got it!"
After saying that, Zhao Silian whipped and kicked him, "I don't want you to do the test. I have someone to do the test myself, so get out of here and don't make me angry!"
After driving away the officials, historians and scribes from the Privy Council, Zhao Si, under the eager gaze of three thousand Tibetan cavalry, jumped onto the platform, lifted up the felt covering, revealing dozens of baskets filled with top-notch food.
Copper coins.
"The officials asked me to make up for your rewards! The officials also asked me to send a message, thank you for your hard work!"
Zhao Si shouted domineeringly and kicked over the three baskets in front of him. The bright yellow copper coins scattered on the floor, making everyone's eyes dazzled.
After a pause, I don't know who got up, and the Tibetan cavalry shouted in unison: "Thank you for the reward! Long live, long live, long live!"
Several of the seed masters looked at each other, and unanimously praised in their hearts, His Highness King Jian is so domineering, just what we want! This chapter has been completed!