Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

"That's because you're so useless. You've grown so big for nothing!" Gao Yannian snorted coldly: "If you meet a real samurai, you can cut me in two with one sword. As for you, it's easier. Come on, take a breath and you will fall!"

"I don't believe it! I'll fall down if I can even blow a breath!" Chogoro said with a smile: "Besides, I also have some abilities. Last time at the sumo competition at the Harvest Festival, I defeated several people in a row. Challenger, I am also No. 3 in archery. Yannian, as long as the opponent is not you, no one among the teenagers within dozens of miles can be my opponent!"

"Really?" Gao Yannian.He asked doubtfully: "The archery competition at the Harvest Festival? When is it going to happen? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"After harvesting the rice last year! What did you do?"

"I remembered! I was injured at that time and fell off the horse!" Gao Yannian sighed: "This old man, I will torture him to death sooner or later!"

"This is also to hone your martial arts skills! He is your biological father, how can he still harm you?" Changgoro comforted him.

"That's not necessarily the case!" Gao Yannian snorted coldly: "Maybe he is doing it for my own good, but the result may not be the case. Take martial arts training for example! What is the purpose of practicing martial arts? To fight, right? But fighting only requires good martial arts skills. Is that enough? Armor, mules, horses, followers, everything. Our family has nothing but two old horses. How can we fight? Just go to the battlefield in sackcloth? It will be over in less than a burst of bamboo arrows. As I see it , instead of spending energy on practicing martial arts, it is better to gather a dozen strong young people to go out to hunt down the rebel bandits, or go to the north to pan for gold. If it is not possible, you can also become bandits and rob the gold diggers. Only in this way can you make money, and only with money can you have war horses. Armor. Like now, there are a lot of fields in the village, but the fields can only grow rice and flax, not iron armor or tall horses!"

"Being a robber? Don't talk nonsense! If someone catches you, your head will be lost!" Changgoro was startled and quickly covered Gao Yannian's mouth.

"It's just you and me here, what are you afraid of!" Gao Yannian pushed his friend's arm away: "Besides, what's wrong with being a bandit? It's against the law for us to hunt deer in the mountains and forests, and I don't think you dare to go."

Changgoro laughed twice, and Gao Yannian sighed: "Sometimes I really hope what the old guy said is true. Our Gao family is a branch of the King of Goguryeo. It has been a martial sect for generations. As long as we practice good martial arts, we can be reborn. Family. It’s a pity that this is just the old guy’s nonsense. If you are good at martial arts, you will be rich and prosperous. How can there be such a simple thing in the world!”

"You can't say that!" Chogoro persuaded: "Do you still remember that we heard the libretto of Master Bipa on the roadside last year. The Namba Heiroku mentioned in it was just a servant who packed straw sandals for others, but he He loyally served the Great Lord God from the Tang Dynasty, and thus received generous rewards. He became a high-ranking official of Zuomenwei, was favored to be granted more than twenty estates, and was also given the honor of holding a lantern in front of the emperor to clear the way for generations. This is Isn’t that a good example?”

"You should also take Master Pipa's lyrics seriously!" Gao Yannian curled his lips and said, "Who knows if those ascetics may have made this up to deceive us!"

"I dare not say anything else, but this Namba Heiroku is different! Last time I heard from a passing businessman that this man is indeed a real person, and he is also very rich. Don't you like to eat the brown sugar produced in the Tang House the most? This Tang House The house has something to do with him!" Changgoro said.

"The tenement house that produces brown sugar?" Gao Yannian's face suddenly changed color. He was still a child, so naturally he couldn't resist the temptation of sugar, an addictive drug deeply rooted in human genes. He just went to the market more than a year ago. With a little sugar star on it, the boy could no longer forget this shop that produced such supreme delicacies.

"Yes, that's the one!"

"Is this Namba Heiroku the owner of Tangwu?" Gao Yannian asked.

"How is that possible?" Gao Yannian shook his head: "Even in Nara, Tangya is one of the largest in size, but it is said that Namba Heiroku is the owner of Tangya, a very small one!"

"Even if you are very small, you can eat as much brown sugar as you want, right?" Gao Yannian sighed, his eyes full of yearning,

"That's natural!" Changgoro also showed a look of longing: "I heard that brown sugar is just the most inconspicuous kind of snack fruit produced in Tangwu. No, it should be said that brown sugar is not a snack fruit at all, but It’s just the leftovers left over from making top-quality confectionery at Tengyu. I heard that the emperor, ministers, and eminent monks from major temples in Nara all liked Tengya’s sweets. Every morning, before dawn, Tengya would make Pick out the best snacks and fruits and send them to the forbidden area while they are hot for the emperor to enjoy!"

"I really want to take a bite of the snacks produced in Tangwu! Even if I die, I'll be willing to do so!" Gao Yannian sighed, and glanced at his companion suspiciously: "Changgoro, how do you know this? Why don't I know anything about it? Could it be that you made it all up?"

"Who is making this up!" Changgoro said angrily: "I heard all this from the traveling merchants passing by. You are forced to practice martial arts by your father every day, and you have very little free time. How could you possibly know! "

"Okay!" Gao Yannian sighed helplessly: "Damn old man, one day I will eat enough of all kinds of snacks and fruits!" At this point, he suddenly heard a cooing sound and subconsciously looked at He glanced at Changgoro and realized immediately that it was his stomach growling.

"Unconsciously, it's time to eat!" Gao Yannian stood up and patted the dust on his butt: "Let's go back to the village! Hey, no matter how much I hate the old man, I still have to go home and eat his food. , how sad!”

"Hahaha!" Changgoro laughed. He patted Gao Yannian on the shoulder: "You should think so. Although your father has all kinds of weird tempers, he can at least keep you full. This is amazing. Village There are not many children here who are about the same age as you and me who have enough to eat every day, and they do so much farm work every day, it’s no easier than the two of us!”

"That's true!" Gao Yannian nodded, and the two walked out of the woods and walked along the path towards the village.After walking twenty or thirty steps, he heard the rapid sound of horse hooves behind him. Gao Yannian reacted quickly. He pushed his companion hard and jumped back to get out of the way.Soon he saw two fast horses galloping along the road. The first one had a small green flag hanging on his back.

"It's the post envoy!" Chogoro opened his mouth: "What big thing happened!" The knight on horseback answered the boy's question loudly: "There is going to be a war. The emperor has issued an edict to recruit brave men from all over the country. Warriors who aspire to wealth and are unwilling to live a mediocre life, go to Nara!"

Gao Yannian and Changgoro looked at each other, and both saw the flame of ambition in each other's eyes.They grabbed each other's arms, jumping and laughing: "Nara, here we come!"

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Namba Kyo, Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, the recruitment orders to the military families of all the territorial countries have been issued!" Fujiwara Fubi's deep voice echoed in the spacious hall.A young man in white knelt in front of the statue of a woman with his hands clasped together, and was reciting Buddhist mantras silently. The young man wore a bright armor collar, with a white cape hanging from his shoulders. His helmet was placed next to his knees, with Okuninami and Amaterasu on it. The relief carving echoes the image of the two main gods standing holding hands on the bow bag on the other side.A few minutes later, the boy in white stopped reciting and turned around: "Fujiwara-san, I was praying to the eldest princess just now, hoping that she would be proud of me. Do you think the eldest princess can hear my prayer?"

"Of course, Her Royal Highness the Princess will be proud of you!" Seeing Yanliang's face, Fujiwara couldn't help but feel a little dazed. In front of him seemed to be a younger and more handsome Wang Wenzuo. He took a deep breath: "You are a great nation. The descendant of the Lord God and Amaterasu, the child of General Wang and Queen Saitama, you are destined to achieve great achievements!"

"Thank you, Mr. Fujiwara!" Yanliang showed a smile and stood up: "When I heard the news of the death of the eldest princess, I swore to the gods and Buddhas that I would understand the whole story and let the evildoers be punished. , Good people will be rewarded. Gods and Buddhas must have heard my prayers and responded to me. Now is the time for me to take action!"

Fujiwara Bubi was stunned when he heard this. He knew that Yanliang, who was born without a mother, had deep feelings for Li Xiayu and regarded her as his mother.When the news of Li Xiayu's death reached the Japanese country, he thought that Yanliang would not be able to bear such a blow and would cry, become decadent, or at least lose control of his emotions.But Yanliang didn't behave like a teenager at all. He held various religious ceremonies for Li Xiayu to die with an attitude that could be said to be indifferent, and then threw himself into a busy study life. If we want to say If he has changed, it is that he has become more diligent, restrained, resolute and mature.

Fujiwara Fubi was quite worried after seeing all this. He certainly thought that as a king, it was a good thing for Yanliang to mature earlier. After all, he was destined to be the king of this country.But Fujiwara's own personal experience also told him that untempered steel swords are easy to break. The premature maturity of the young emperor is probably not the true inner maturity, but just suppressing the sadness in his heart. This pair of young emperor's Physical and mental health is actually not a good thing.Now it seems that Fujiwara's original guess is probably correct.

"Your Majesty, the first thing you have to do now is to lead the military conscripts from various countries across the sea to conquer Silla, and learn how to command the army from your father, General Wang. He is an unparalleled general in the world and has never fought a single battle. The battle was defeated. As for the death of Her Royal Highness the Princess, you are still young and should listen more to the words of the General!"

"Hahaha, Fujiwara-san, I knew you would say that!" Yanliang laughed, the tips of the teeth exposed on his lips shining like a carnivorous beast: "Of course I will learn how to fight from my father, not only There are many other things he needs me to learn about fighting. But to him, the eldest princess is just one of many confidantes, but to me, the eldest princess is the only one who raised me. That woman. In this matter, he is him and I am me, do you understand?"

Fujiwara Fubi licked his lips. He could feel the huge pressure on his face, making the fluent words solidify in his throat. This was the bloodline of the gods, the only heir of Wang Wenzuo and Princess Saitama.Even though he is still a young boy, his high-spirited self-confidence and inhuman courage can make him surrender instinctively. It seems that what he is facing is not an ordinary person, but the projection of gods in the human world.Yes, this is the feeling. Prince Zhong Daxiong also had this feeling for himself back then, but Prince Zhongdaxiong was much older than Yanliang now, and Prince Zhongdaxiong was largely cultivated, and Yanliang’s Majesty seems to be innate, and myths and legends have accompanied him from the moment he came to the world.

"I understand!" Fujiwara lowered his head.

"Very good, let's go see Uncle Heba and Uncle Yuan now!"

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He Bayong and Yuan Aolie stood on the platform of His Highness. Time has left deep traces on their bodies. Both of them have deeper wrinkles on their foreheads, and there are dots of white marks on their temples, but their bodies have changed. The biggest thing is the majesty of the powerful. The feeling of holding a country with millions of people and hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land in your hands will profoundly change people.

"Your Majesty is here!" He Baoyong saw the young man's voice. He reminded his friend in a low voice, straightened his clothes, and he and Yuan Aolie bowed to Yan Liang who was walking down the steps: "I'm waiting for you. His Majesty!"

"Uncles, you don't have to be polite!" The young man showed a friendly smile: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"It's about sending troops to Silla!" He Bayong said with a smile: "I heard that you plan to personally lead troops to conquer Silla?"

"Yes!" Yan Liang said with a smile: "I have this plan, and I have already sent out recruitment orders to the martial arts families in all the territorial countries!"

"Issuing a recruitment order to the martial arts families in each territorial kingdom?" He Bayong was surprised: "How could this happen? Why didn't I know about it at all?"

"Didn't my father already issue a recruitment order?" Yan Liang said with a smile: "I just acted according to my father's orders. What's wrong? Does Uncle Heba think there is something wrong?"

"He Ba didn't mean that!" Yuan Aolie hurriedly said when he saw this: "The general issued a military order, but he didn't say that it would be carried out on such a large scale. To be honest, sending troops to fight is not a child's trick. There are so many martial arts Sending troops and crossing the sea, the calculation of rations, ships, battle achievements, rewards afterward, etc. cannot be decided in a short time."

"Then Uncle Yuan means that I am too reckless to do this?" Yan Liang said with a smile: "Are you saying that I should get the consent of you and Uncle He Ba before I deploy troops?"