Pingyang Fu of the Red Chamber

Chapter 132
And in the early morning of the capital,

It was the beginning of a busy day, and many people got up early, and they were all preparing for their morning meals. Cooking smoke was generated from cooking at home.

The roadside stalls, teahouses, restaurants and some small restaurants have prepared all kinds of breakfast, cooking cakes, steamed buns, soup, rice balls, pancakes and pastries.

As time passed, most people woke up when it was dawn.

There was a lot of people in the early morning, and the shops in Shifang also opened for business early, and everything seemed very busy.

cabinet,

The pavilion has already arranged for people, and specially arranged for people to buy breakfast for those who get up early and be on duty.

Last night, after finalizing and writing the articles of association of the Beijing Grand Competition, several people began to transcribe them in batches, and prepared to post them at various yamen gates and city gates in the capital.

Hanlin's pen was still very fast, and dozens of notices were copied in just a short while, and Shen Zhongxin directly arranged for the imperial guards to escort them to various places in the capital.

The rest of the people in the hall also gave them a day to rest and take a bath. Of course, they were not in a hurry to leave. The hall had already arranged for people to buy a lot of food, and many Hanlin stayed to eat before leaving.

Some officials in the capital are not very rich, especially the Qingshui yamen like the Hanlin Academy, who only have a meager salary and barely make ends meet in the capital.

The city gate had just opened at this time, and the gathered people were waiting for the city gate to open before entering and exiting the city. At this time, a group of imperial guards came out from the city. The surrounding people and soldiers and horses rarely saw such a thing, and they were not in a hurry to leave. , They all watched and saw what happened there.

After dismounting from their horses, the Imperial Army came to the Shenming Pavilion at the city gate, which was a special place to post court notices. Whenever there were major events, the court would arrange for people to post notices to explain.

This time, the forbidden army took the written notice and pasted it on the horoscope wall of Shenming Pavilion, and then separated two people to stand on the left and right to prevent the people from tearing up the notice.

And the passers-by who saw the notice posted by the forbidden army rushed forward to watch, regardless of whether they could read or not, the people behind also squeezed forward, I am afraid that if there is something good to know, it will be too late.

For a while, you pushed me and yelled, it was a mess, and the imperial army was helpless, so they could only shout loudly,

"Back, back, all back, get out of the way."

Hearing the imperial army's scolding, the crowd of onlookers ended the crowded scene and retreated a short distance.

Most of the people in Dawu were illiterate, and they all watched in embarrassment, and the people in front didn't let others squeeze in to occupy their own space.

The people behind couldn't get in and could only shout loudly,

"Let me go, that military lord, please tell me what is written on this notice, and let me know, so that I can spread it out for others to see."

"Yes, yes."

"That's right, Master Jun, please tell me."

There was a burst of urging from the crowd, and the two military masters also looked at each other helplessly, and shook their heads in embarrassment, it turned out that the two of them could not read.

The people present were so anxious that they asked each other if anyone could read or not. Some who could read a few words dared not come up because they didn’t know many words and were afraid of being embarrassed, or it would be troublesome if they said something wrong.

Fortunately, there was a young scholar in the crowd at this time, who was surrounded by several older women in the crowd just now, and then he was so crowded by the crowd that he finally broke free and shouted loudly,
"Master Jun, Lord Jun, I am a scholar, I can read, I will read."

The sergeants of the imperial army saw that someone had offered to recommend themselves, and each of them concealed their embarrassment, so they came over and pointed at the young man and said,
"Okay, it's you, get out of the way, let Mr. Xiucai come over and read to everyone, and let me get out of the way."

All the women around had to get out of the way, and when no one saw it, they reached out and touched it, which made Xiucai's face turn red.

Others didn't know that they thought it was Xiucai who was excited.

The young scholar finally got out of the clutches of several people, and he was not relieved when he came to the front.

I was urged by the people below to say what was written on it, so read it quickly.

After hearing the words, the scholar had to straighten his clothes, took out the Confucian hat he had prepared and put it on before looking at Shen Mingting's announcement.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, I'm starting to read, this time is a rare and beautiful thing."

After everyone quieted down, Xiucai cleared his throat and introduced what was written above.

The Dawu court decided to hold a public performance of the martial arts competition of the Dawu armies at the south gate outside the capital city on the first day after the new year. Everyone can visit without any obstacles. The ranking of the Dawu competition will be announced at that time. The big competitions are all about the confrontation between the elite frontier army of Dawu, the Beijing camp, and various departments of the forbidden army.

Before the little scholar finished speaking, the people below were all coaxed into a discussion, and there was a commotion.

"Look, I told you we can definitely see it this time,"

"It's really great, this is the century-old prosperity of the imperial court."

"Will we be able to see the old man, the Holy Father, and we can also see the holy face, and this life will be worthwhile."

"My God, it's true or not."

There were very few entertainment items in ancient times, and there were brothels and teahouses. The former was a gathering place for dignitaries, gentry and aristocrats, while the latter was a place for ordinary people to spend their time. Gather around and gossip about interesting things.

Now that the imperial court has come forward to organize such a big battle, ordinary people can still participate. One can imagine how big a storm it will cause in the calm capital.

Xiao Xiucai just showed off in front of everyone, and she was interrupted before she felt satisfied, and she was also upset.

"Everyone, everyone, I haven't finished reading it yet, how about we discuss it after I finish reading it?"

"hurry up!"

After the common people were urged to calm down, the little scholar cleared his throat again before reading,

"This is the joy of the whole world. To show our prestige, we also invite the special envoys of the vassal states to watch and appreciate them one by one. This time, all officials and their families can go to the meeting to watch. I hope that the martial arts will prosper and the kingdom will last forever!" "

The people who had listened in front all withdrew one after another and ran around to report, while those who didn't hear clearly continued to rush in behind, and Mr. Xiucai took the trouble to explain again and again.

The same is true at other city gates, the news spreads quickly, and there are many people discussing this matter in the market outside the city?

And the inside of the city is also very fast, less than a morning after the news, all the brothels, restaurants, teahouses, and even ordinary shops are discussing the New Year Competition, and they all want to find a place in advance to watch it on that day.

After Zhang Jinyu finished mobilizing in the camp, she also hurried back to the big tent, sat down and started eating without saying a word.

Lan Yueer still asked blankly,

"Lang Jun, didn't you say that you can't come back to eat there?"

Zhang Jinyu's face was slightly red, and he ignored it as he munched on the steamed stuffed bun.

Lan Shu'er saw Yue'er's idiot questioning, so she turned her back.

"It's okay if you don't eat enough. You talk a lot. Don't you eat a lot yourself?"

Lan Yueer looked at the buns in her bowl, where there were too many, then looked at Shuer's bowl, the buns were piled up like a mountain,
Unconvinced,
"Whoever eats too much, I think you are the one. You can see if you can put it in your bowl."

It was also funny for Zhang Jinyu to watch the bickering between the two girls.

"Okay, let's eat quickly. We will move to the house after we pack up our things. Besides, you two can eat whatever you want."

The second daughter blushed and didn't speak, Yang looked at it and understood that the second daughter's status in Lord Hou's heart was not low, so she paid attention to it.

After everyone finished eating, Zhang Jinyu burped after drinking the last mouthful of soup.

I heard General Duan's voice from outside the big tent,

"Master Hou, the spies have come to report, and notices have been posted at the Shenming Pavilions at the gates of the capital, introducing the imperial court's grand competition."

"What's written on it?"

"Back to Lord Hou, it's exactly what Shen Qianhu said."

"That's good. General Duan is preparing manpower and escorting supplies. Today, I am preparing to return home."

"It's Lord Hou."

The frontier soldiers in the Beijing camp finally finished their early morning drills and went back to the camp to wash up and prepare for dinner.

Niu Jizong was also sweating all over, Liu Fang, Hou Xiaolian and others were also panting heavily.

"Brother Niu, can this practice work? I can't take it anymore, the brothers below may complain,"

"That's right, look at the sweat all over the body. The practice has not officially started yet. Besides, two meals a day are not enough. I can't eat enough."

Niu Jizong frowned helplessly,

"Everyone, there are difficulties, you all know, but look over there."

Everyone looked in the direction Niu Jizong pointed, and saw that the people in the Beijing camp were still training there, shouting and killing, and even Jia Lian from the Rongguo Mansion, whom he had not seen for many days, was waving a long knife in the front row, with a serious look on his face. serious.

"Have you seen that, the Beijing camp has not yet started to practice, the key is Jia Lian, who has no foundation, and now he is still practicing with him, what should I do if the soldiers in the frontier army are not disciplined?"

Seeing such a scene, everyone was speechless, but upon hearing Brother Niu's question, Shi Guangzhu said,
"That's targeted training. You can't just grab your eyebrows and beards. If you don't have discipline, just practice this. If you are not convinced, just give me a whip. I still don't believe that the frontier army can't compare with these old soldiers from the Beijing camp."

"Yep."

Everyone had expressions of approval, and Niu Jizong also gritted his teeth.

"Okay, let's do this. After eating and taking a break, all the frontier troops will gather at the school grounds and practice together. Officers at all levels must not be absent. I still don't believe it. Our frontier army can't even compare with the Beijing camp."

"Yes,"

On the Beijing Camp campus,
Jia Lian, who was still sweating profusely, was miserable, but he had to hold on. Behind him were his subordinates, a total of 5000 people practicing swords collectively there.

Seeing Bian Jun going down to eat early, he was also envious, but his elder brother Wang Ren disagreed, saying that he had to practice a little longer than Bian Jun every time to overwhelm them in terms of momentum.

Jia Lian himself didn't feel the so-called momentum. He didn't know if the frontier army overwhelmed him or not.

(End of this chapter)