On the way to the government office, Gao Jin was still in a daze. Lu Bu gave him too much power, which was hard for him to accept at once. Maybe Lu Bu didn't understand what it meant, but Gao Jin knew that once he accepted it, then
It’s no longer possible to just sit back and watch.
The development of things was not in line with Gao Jin's expectations, or maybe he was more willing to be a lone ranger, but the wheels of history seemed to be pushing behind him, making him go further and further down another path.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly, cheered up, and stopped thinking about it. When he arrived at the headquarters, he saw more than a hundred sergeants training under the supervision of Yang Zhi. Yang Zhi came over to greet him, and Gao Jin asked: "What? Today?
Haven’t gone out on patrol yet?”
Yang Zhidao: "My lord has given orders, and today each camp has prepared food and wine to reward them. Therefore, the sergeants gathered in each camp to drink. Seeing that nothing happened, he asked the brothers to come to the command center to practice."
Gao Jin nodded and said with great satisfaction: "That's good. How many brothers were injured yesterday?"
Yang Zhi said sadly: "There are seven injured, two of them died, and Yang Sen has taken care of their funerals."
Yang Sen and Yang Zhi, one in charge of the internal affairs and the other in charge of the external affairs, cooperated very well. After all, Gao Jin was not an old bureaucrat, and he could not handle such complicated official duties. If it were not for the help of these two people, he would have been exhausted.
Gao Jin said: "When the time comes, all the brothers will gather some people and send them to their families. Death in battle is unavoidable, but we should give it some thought."
Yang Zhi nodded, and Gao Jin let him continue to train sergeants, while he entered the lobby of the prison. Yang Sen came from the custody room and said: "Sir, the gold and silk rewards from the lord have just been delivered. I have temporarily sealed them.
It's in the backyard, do you want someone to take it to the adults' house?"
Gao Jin said: "What specific reward is it?"
Yang Sen said: "There are thirty gold ingots, dozens of pieces of fine silk and satin, and other bits and pieces. I can't remember exactly."
Gao Jin finally knew a little bit about the currency of this era. He knew that this was already a huge fortune, and he felt relaxed all over. A penny was hard for a heroic man. He was still an ordinary person, and now he no longer had to worry about these yellow and white things.
Being worried can be regarded as settling a worry.
He hesitated for a while and said: "Ask someone to send half of the goods back. Is it enough to buy the rest as betrothal gifts?"
Yang Sen said in surprise: "What? Sir, you want to get married?"
Gao Jin nodded.
Yang Sen laughed: "I don't know which family's young lady has such a blessing."
Gao Jin was naturally embarrassed to answer. He hadn't even mentioned his birth date yet. If word got out that Lu Bu would not agree to the marriage, people would laugh. He pursed his lips and smiled: "You will know by then that I have
I have something for you to do. All the gold and silk left in the house are yours to deal with. You can get a betrothal gift."
Yang Sen was surprised and said: "Sir, this gold and silk is enough to buy a hundred acres of fertile land. If it is just a betrothal gift, it would be too much."
Gao Jin seemed very heroic and said: "You try your best to do it. If there is any leftover, give it all to the officers and sergeants of the administration."
Yang Sen looked grateful and said hurriedly: "Thank you sir, I will give you an explanation in as little as half a month or three to five days."
When he left Gao Jin's apartment, Gao Jin heard a burst of cheers from outside. Apparently the officers and sergeants had heard about the reward.
Gao Jin smiled, then ignored everything else and concentrated on meditating to nourish his energy.
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Back at the mansion, Zhang Zhang seemed to be in high spirits. He took off his outer robe for Gao Jin and said with a smile: "Sir, the officer from the administration just delivered a large box of goods. Now there is no need to worry about money."
Gao Jin smiled calmly and said, "Why hasn't your cousin come yet? Hasn't the weapon been made yet?"
Zhang Zhang looked embarrassed and said: "I've been here a long time ago, but... I knew that the young master didn't have any money, so he didn't ask the young master to see him. He only said that the young master still had official duties. He would inform him when he had time. The young master would naturally do it.
Give him the reward."
Gao Jin smiled awkwardly: "You did a good job. Speaking of which, I'm really afraid of seeing him. In that case, you can go over and reward him with some money later. Where are the weapons?"
"Go get it right now."
Gao Jin stood up: "I'd better go by myself."
A black and shiny weapon appeared in front of Gao Jin. Gao Jin grabbed the handle in the middle and picked it up. He felt that the weight was just right. However, it would be too funny to call this weapon Emei Thorn.
shape
The shape is no different from the Emei thorn. It is thick in the middle, thin at both ends, and has sharp edges on both sides. However, the ordinary Emei thorn is only three or four inches long, and this 'Emei thorn' is probably more than two feet long. It is still called an Emei spear.
almost.
The body of the gun was completely black, and the tips at both ends exuded a cold light. Gao Jin tried to wave it twice and was very satisfied with the Emei gun. He then put the Emei gun aside and picked up another long sword to look at it.
One or two, this sword is about five years long
Blacksmith Zhang obviously put a lot of effort into it. The hilt of the sword was specially wrapped with gold wire, and the sword was engraved with an inscription. As for what the inscription said, Gao Jin couldn't recognize it. He couldn't help but feel funny, but it was a waste of time for Zhang.
The blacksmith is so scheming.
Finally, there are twenty Emei needles. These needles are about an inch long and extremely slender. It has obviously taken a lot of effort to polish them. The needle points are as sharp as the stings of poisonous bee tails, and the head and handle are slightly thicker, just suitable for grasping.
Gao Jin was a little surprised that his craftsmanship could be developed to this extent. He smiled slightly and said to Zhang Zhang beside him: "I will reward your cousin with more money later. I can't teach him that his hard work will be in vain."
Zhang Zhang agreed. Gao Jin asked Zhang Zhang to go to the street to order a sword sheath and sew a needle bag, and then he took the Emei gun to the front yard to practice with great interest.
Gao Jin had never really learned marksmanship, but in this era, swordsmanship alone was not enough to fight on horseback. He had long been worried about this, so he thought of a compromise, using Yue Nu
The sword is integrated into the spear technique. The Yue Nu Sword itself is famous for its speed and accuracy, but it coincides with the essence of the spear technique, but some moves still need to be improved.
Although Gao Jin was not a master who founded a sect, he was familiar with the Emei Kung Fu. It was not a problem to make some slight changes in the moves. After shooting in the front yard, he had some experience, so he returned
I went to the house to think about it, took out my brushes and writing slips to draw various patterns of moves, and compared them with each other. It was not until Zhang Zhang's wife sent me a meal that I reluctantly recovered my thoughts.
Mrs. Zhao smiled and glanced at the slips with various shapes, thinking that Gao Jin was trying to decipher words, so she couldn't help but said: "Young Master is really attentive."
Gao Jin was a bit thin-skinned, so he quickly picked up the slips with ghostly talismans and said, "Isn't Zhang Zhang back from the street yet?"
Mrs. Zhao shook her head: "I'm afraid it won't be so fast. The young master will eat first and won't wait for him."
Gao Jin nodded: "Leave the food for him."
In the next few days, Xiapi City became quiet. Although Cao's army outside the city did not disperse, the people in the city had gained confidence in guarding the city, and all businesses were gradually recovering. In addition, the government patrolled daily to arrest prohibited persons.
There are soldiers and gangsters, and even the number of pedestrians on the street is increasing day by day.
Gao Jin assigned all the miscellaneous things in the office to Yang Zhi, and Yang Sen took care of them. He had a lot of leisure time. Sometimes he would adjust his breath in the court, or go to the front yard to play with guns and swords, and enjoy his leisure time.
Before I knew it, it was winter, and the weather gradually turned cooler. As the cold grew, everything gradually became colder. Mrs. Zhao sewed a cotton robe for Gao Jin, and when Gao Jin put it on, he immediately felt a sense of warmth.
, this kind of warmth is not just a physical feeling, but a gradual integration with this era from the heart.