Lu Su left, but Wenpin stayed, but Wenpin changed his name and called himself Feng Si.
Wenpin stayed in Guanzhong, not because he wanted to join the Hussars, but because he was tired of the war.
According to convention, as a reduced general, the best future is to be a vanguard.
Of course, you can change the name and call it the Death Squadron. Then after a certain amount of merit has been accumulated, surrenderers will be accepted and there will be other arrangements.
Just like after Wenpin surrendered to Cao Jun, he was used as a forward, and then he was forced to become cannon fodder again and again.
This is understandable, but it will make Wenpin feel uncomfortable to some extent.
Wenpin didn't want to live this kind of life and this pattern again. Even if he felt that there were many things in the Hussars that he had never seen before and that he could not imagine, he didn't want to get involved and let others manipulate him again.
And the key is that Wenpin likes the atmosphere of Chang'an, likes to go to Qinglong Temple to listen to lectures and debates, likes to watch the water gurgle eastward on the Wei River, and likes to watch the sunset slowly setting over the plain...
All of these made Wenpin feel very comfortable.
He no longer has to think about how many of his soldiers have died, and he no longer has to worry about not having enough pay and food for the soldiers. Now he doesn't even have to think about what he eats, and he doesn't have to worry about being sent to the front one day.
In Chang'an, no young men are captured.
However, probably because he was used to being busy before, Wenpin can't sit still now and likes to run out even in winter.
Wenpin couldn't afford to rent a house in Chang'an City, but the price of a small house outside Lingyi City was very cheap.
These huts outside Lingyi City were generally functional huts in the early days, such as for hunters or people who looked after fields. Later, as the population of Chang'an increased, some wooden huts were built around these points, and people began to live there for a long time.
Already...
Some people are more flexible and will rent out these wooden houses. Because this kind of wooden house belongs to the suburban wilderness, it is very cheap. It is roughly the same as a basement cubicle in a later generation. The living conditions are very poor and the surrounding facilities are very poor.
There are few, the house is damp, and insects and animals occasionally disturb it, but the only advantage is that it is cheap.
Wenpin didn't have much money with him, but after all, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and Lu Su specially left some gold and silver for Wenpin when he left, so renting this house wasn't a big problem.
As for the daily infestations of bugs and beasts, Wenpin didn't care at all.
After living in the military for a long time, it would be great to have a decent bed and a piece of rubble to shelter from the wind and rain...
And for Wenpin, ordinary lone wolves or other small beasts, as long as they dare to come, Wenpin welcomes them.
Not only can you add it to a meal, but you can also peel it off and sell it.
That's right, Wenpin's current profession is that of a hunter, and he is also a hunter who is good at archery and often has harvests. He originally had a few soldiers under his command, but when Lu Su left Chang'an, some of them followed Lu Su, and only a few
A few stayed.
Probably because they were used to holding swords and guns, they didn't know what to do when they put them down, so the few people who followed Wenpin, like Wenpin, changed jobs and became hunters.
In this era, there were more forests in the wilds of Guanzhong, and there were more wild animals than in later generations, so hunting was not a very difficult thing. However, in this kind of business that depends on the weather, whether you can gain anything depends on whether you can catch it.
Prey, so the few people who stayed behind would go their own hunting routes unless they encountered some big prey.
When there are too many people, sometimes you can’t hunt anything.
After all, the noses of beasts are much more sensitive than humans. When there are more people, if the upper and lower air vents are slightly wrong, you can only look at the exposed anus of the prey and sigh...
In general, Wenpin still enjoys this leisurely time in Chang'an. He walks around every day, occasionally goes hunting, sells furs and animal meat at the market, and doesn't have to think about any messy things in his mind.
There is no need to think about missing a soldier, or how much food and grass are missing, and where to replenish it.
Of course, occasionally, Wenpin would look at the defenses on the streets in cities like Guanzhong, watching the soldiers patrolling by, and then subconsciously calculate how many soldiers and men might be needed to capture this city, and then the next moment
He shook his head, smiled bitterly, and patted himself on the face, feeling that he was hopeless and still thinking about these things.
So he just thought about these things, and then they settled back into the depths of his mind.
Probably Wenpin himself didn't want to think too much and just wanted to live a simple life, so he almost turned himself into an honest and dull hunter. Even when he went to the market, he basically didn't look like anything else.
People talk a lot, even when buying and selling animal meat and furs, they just find a place to squat without lowering the price, and they give as much or as little as they want.
If it rains or snows, Wenpin will stay in the wooden house and stare blankly at the falling snow outside the window. He can see that he is so hungry that he has no choice but to get up and cook a meal, then lie down on the hay bed and cover himself with it.
Wear animal skins and sleep when tired.
Wen Liping was very carefree, leisurely and comfortable, but it was a pain for those who knew Wensi. Especially during this period, it often rained and snowed, and it was really cold and freezing outside.
If it were a normal day, that would be fine, but now it's winter, and they have to keep an eye on and wait, and they have to try not to be discovered by Wen Pin, which really makes these people who are being watched by the Wen Secretary miserable.
In addition, Wenpin doesn't really want to do anything. He occasionally hunts and makes furs to keep out the cold. The rest of the time, he is either in a daze or sleeping. Even if he goes out, he only goes to two places.
, the market and Qinglong Temple.
When the weather is good, I sleep in a daze; when the weather is bad, I sleep in a daze.
The following Youwenji almost collapsed...
These people who have Wen Si are naturally arranged by Kan Ze.
After Lu Su and his party arrived in Chang'an, almost everyone was marked. When they left, there were fewer people, which must have triggered an alarm from the Youwen Division.
Many times, Youwensi is indeed involved in these trivial matters between parents. Some clues are discovered from trivial matters, such as so-and-so likes to go where, what he does, likes to learn foreign languages, and then another person happens to have it.
Foreign language teacher...
The only unusual thing about Wenpin is that ordinary hunters will not go to Qinglong Temple, but Wenpin will.
Although Qinglong Temple will not refuse anyone to go, it will be very painful if you can't understand what the scholars are saying. It is better to find a nearby market where you can watch a big show and drink hot soup.
Wenpin was different. He liked to listen to those literati debate.
Moreover, I don’t like to go to crowded places, but rather the kind where the location is relatively remote, and the topics are bitter and boring. There are not even many listeners, and sometimes there is not even a dedicated room, just in the corridor, or
In the square, the two sides found a discussion platform, the kind of debate where one left and one right...
Perhaps it was Fei Qian's bad taste, or perhaps it was to prevent these scribes from getting angry and taking action, so in Qinglong Temple, in addition to the large lecture hall and the small discussion hall, there are also some small single rooms where topics and doctrines are discussed.
.In addition, in the corners of the cloister and square, there are also specially made wooden forums with two opposite sides and three levels of steps with handrails, allowing people to climb up and debate.
The launch of such a forum was quite popular.
Wenpin likes to listen to these weird little debates outside.
On the contrary, I never listened to the debates on the governance of the country and the security of the country in the lobby and small halls.
Perhaps because he was tired of listening to those scribes in Nanyang, Jingxiang, who were always worried about the country and then did nothing, Wenpin was more interested in these ordinary issues.
For example, why are there thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Region instead of seventy-two?
Can yaks in snowy areas be used to plow fields?
Are those expensive spices fragrant or smelly?
These topics, which have nothing to do with loyalty, filial piety, or justice, are on the contrary one of the entertainments with few literary works.
In fact, Qinglong Temple is indeed the area with the most ideological collisions, and various arguments emerge in endlessly. From morning to night, people gather here, argue, and discuss. Sometimes they can’t finish everything in a day. What is unclear is the agreement between the two parties.
Everyone had a rest and continued the next day. Moreover, most of these endlessly debated topics were related to politics and were the most attractive to other students, but Wenpin was not interested in these.
On this day, the weather was neither good nor bad. Although the sky was still hazy, it didn't look like it was going to continue to snow.
Wenpin strolled to the official road, got on a bus that cost two grand, and staggered to Qinglong Temple.
In the main hall of Qinglong Temple, there is still a debate on "loyalty and filial piety".
This is a topic that takes up most of the time in the hall, and is also a topic of interest to most students.
But Wenpin just stood outside the door and paused for a moment, then shook his head and walked away.
The students who were debating or listening to the debate did not pay much attention to this guy dressed as a hunter. The reason why these students did not laugh at Wenpin's hunter attire and came to listen to such high-end debates was not because of how talented these students were. High awareness, but there are many officials in Guanzhong, and they are also high-ranking officials. On weekdays, they look like mud-legged people...
Just like jujube.
Sometimes Zao just went to the fields, and when he came back, he passed by Qinglong Temple. He was covered in mud, his hair was disheveled, and he tied up with a turban, so he went for a walk. By chance, he met a few nobles who judge people by their appearance...
And the key point is that there are people in the Wen Division who record the files silently, and then they are dismissed no matter how high their test scores are.
Over and over again, even if this gentry student is unhappy, he will not go out of his way to get in trouble with someone who looks ordinary and dressed up. Who knows who he will meet?
Wenpin just strolled around like this. Those who were interested would stand outside and listen for a while. Those who were not interested would shake their heads and leave.
The weather is cold, but it still cannot reduce the enthusiasm of these students from Qinglong Temple.
It's no wonder that with the victory of the Hussars, both the nobles originally in Guanzhong and the disciples from Shandong seemed to feel the old saying, "A new era is calling..."
Wenpin strolled around, stopping and listening.
When it got dark, he came out of Qinglong Temple and turned along the avenue to a restaurant stall nearby.
"Dad! Here's a bowl of soup cake!"
Wenpin sat down.
After eating a hot bowl, I took a bullock cart to go home and sleep.
Sometimes Wenpin is not sure whether he likes the dining here or whether he likes to come to Qinglong Temple and listen to the discussions of the students.
After all, I am a bachelor, so the food I cook is edible. As for the taste...
The old man at the restaurant moved quickly, greeting Wenpin warmly and serving Wenpin a small plate of pickled vegetables and a small bowl of noodle soup.
This pickle is purely pickled with local salt, and there are no other seasonings.
If we are from later generations, some people may look down on these salty and sour pickles, but nowadays, this is one of the few delicacies that can be eaten in winter.
Wenpin drank a few mouthfuls of noodle soup to warm his stomach, then picked up a small piece of pickled vegetables and put it in his mouth.
I couldn't bear to just chew it and swallow it. Instead, I waited until the salty taste in my mouth gradually faded away, then took one small bite, and then took another small bite...
Kan Ze watched from the side, his eyes moved slightly, he smiled, and then walked into the restaurant, "Here comes a bowl of soup cake! Make it thicker, and cook the soup cake to make it softer! More toppings!"
"Hit!" When the old man saw business coming to his door, he smiled and cracked his toothless mouth.
Wenpin listened, then looked at the soup cake in his bowl, and seemed to realize something.
Kan Ze didn't go anywhere else, and simply sat down in front of Wen Pin, "Brother Wen, have you been having a leisurely time these days?"
Wenpin squinted his eyes and looked at Kan Ze, "My surname is Feng. You got the wrong person."
"Okay, okay. Brother Feng, Brother Feng..." Kan Ze waved his hand, with an attitude that it's okay if you like it.
Wenpin did not continue to talk, but increased the speed of sucking the noodles.
Kan Ze smiled and didn't say anything immediately. Instead, he took the noodle soup and side dishes delivered by the old man at the noodle stall. After taking a few sips of the noodle soup, he exhaled and whispered, "I'm here, there's nothing wrong with me."
Malice... I just want to ask Brother Wen if he wants to bring his family to Chang'an?"
"..." Wenpin's hand was beaten.
Except for Stone Monkey, most people have families and a circle of people who determine their social attributes and growing environment.
Of course Wenpin also has family and tribesmen. Although his tribesmen are not many and his family is not big, it does not mean that Wenpin will not think of them when he is in Chang'an.
But just thinking about it was useless, it would only make me sadder and sadder, so in the end I just lay down and stopped thinking about it.
Logically speaking, Wenpin can be regarded as fighting to the death for the Cao family. It does not mean that he has many merits, but at least it cannot be regarded as laziness and procrastination. Even during the battle, many of his tribesmen were killed and injured, but Wenpin was heartbroken.
Even though he was like this, Cao still didn't take him seriously.
Especially at the last moment, Wenpin repeatedly asked for help, but Cao Jun was indifferent.
This made Wenpin completely heartbroken.
"What are you doing in Chang'an? Being used as a hostage?" Wenpin stared at Kan Ze with an unkind look.
Unlike other people who are eager for official positions and ambitious, Wenpin's ability is not bad, but his ambition is not great. Historically, he has been guarding Jiangxia for decades. If he is someone else, he can't say that he wants this or that.
Take advantage of the victory
He wanted to advance to the Hall of Three Sophora trees or something, but Wenpin has always been in Jiangxia and has never taken credit for himself. Even if he defeated Guan Yu and burned Guan Yu's ships and provisions, he did not feel proud because of it, saying that he was invincible or anything like that.
…
Wen Pin came to Chang'an. On the one hand, he was really too disappointed with the Cao family. He also knew that after he returned to the Cao army, even if the Cao army did not hold him accountable for the "crime of defeat", they would still let him act as a "vanguard" and continue
He wanted to die before going to battle. On the other hand, he was tired of killing. He didn't think killing was such a happy and exciting thing, even though he was full of martial arts and brave.
Therefore, after Wenpin arrived in Chang'an, he did not want to join the Hussar at all. He thought that if he joined the Hussar, he would definitely be used as a vanguard and once again enter the cycle of life-saving fighting.
He thinks life in Chang'an is good, and he is willing to live peacefully in Chang'an, but he is not willing to go to the battlefield again...
As for his family and clan members, let's just assume that he died on Wuguan Road.
But Kan Ze's words today brought out again the pain hidden in Wenpin's heart.
Wenpin lowered his head slightly, but rolled his eyelids and stared at Kan Ze, like a glaring tiger. Although he was still holding a noodle bowl and holding chopsticks in his hands, he seemed to be holding a shield and a sword, and he would kill him in the next moment.
Just like that, an invisible murderous aura vaguely filled the air.
Kan Ze seemed to have no feeling at all. He took a sip from the noodle bowl and after eating a lot of noodles, he slowly said, "After receiving it, you can still be an Orion... You don't need to do anything...
...If you feel sorry for yourself, then...do you want me here today?』
A bowl of plain noodles.
Wenpin was a little stunned, and the murderous aura in his body gradually dissipated. He put down the bowl, frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "Why?"
Even if you use the best flour and cook it with snow water from the Tianshan Mountains, it will still be a bowl of plain noodles.
And bringing Wenpin's family to Chang'an would consume a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources...
How can you receive a salary for no reason?
Kanze took a mouthful of pickled vegetables and smacked his tongue a few times, "My Lord said...everyone has his or her own ambitions, so there is no need to force it."
"Everyone has his own ambitions?" Wenpin repeated in a murmur.
Kan Ze nodded, and then pointed at Qinglong Temple with his chopsticks, "You also saw... Everyone here can choose their own debate topics... My Lord has never forced anything on them. If you want to argue about loyalty and filial piety,
Let’s debate loyalty and filial piety. If you want to discuss the Western Regions, go ahead and discuss the Western Regions. There are also people arguing over whether heavier or lighter plows are better...
So, Brother Wen likes to be a hunter, why not? As for Brother Wen’s family... If Brother Wen still feels uneasy... Then I have a suggestion. There is a recruit camp outside Chang'an. If you have leisure, you can also teach
How about teaching the new recruits how to use bows and arrows... Even though you don’t have much money and food, you can still supplement your family income... How about that?"
Wenpin was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head.
Kan Ze was not annoyed, he just nodded and smiled, "It's okay... It seems I have to pay for this bowl of noodles myself..."
"I... don't want to teach them how to kill..." Wenpin raised his head and looked at Kan Ze, "But I can teach them how to save their lives..."
Kan Ze was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and nodded, "That's okay...so...for today...you invite me?"
Wenpin was also stunned for a moment. He thought Kan Ze was just talking, but he didn't expect that he was actually asking for noodles?
Wenpin nodded, "Okay, I'll take it."
"Okay!" Kan Ze smiled and clapped his hands, then turned around and shouted, "Old man! Another bowl! More toppings and more noodles! Add another chicken! No, add two more!"