Ping An Biography

When he woke up, it was dawn, and Zhang Ning got up from the bed. (.) I just arrived yesterday, and I was a little tired after a few days of tossing around on the road, so I finished my sleep this morning.I can only hear the chirping of birds outside the window, but I don't know the time.

Zhang Ning put on his clothes three times, five times and two times, and skillfully tied his hair in a bun in front of the mirror. After living in the Ming Dynasty for several years, he has become accustomed to this long hair. Men's hair is usually tied on the top of the head, and at most one hair can be inserted. Hairpin, it is not troublesome to get used to it.There is a handsome face in the mirror, and the beard has grown a lot. I really don't have time to trim it these days, but it's good, it looks older and easier to gain the trust of others. In this era, middle-aged people dare to call themselves old men.

When I opened the door, there was no one in the yard. At this moment, the door next door opened with a "creak", and Qiu Ye came out.Zhang Ning asked, "What time is it?"

Qiu Ye looked at him with a smile: "It's been an hour since dawn." She heard him ask Wen Jun again, and she replied: "You are not feeling well. I heard that you were lying on the bed without getting up." Zhang Ning strode away after hearing that. In the past, Qiu Ye's face suddenly became a little embarrassed: "It's not sick...you don't think it's bad luck to go in?" Zhang Ning was stunned, and soon understood what was going on, so he stopped.

"I'll fetch water for you to wash up. There's porridge left for you in the kitchen, and you can eat it after a while." Qiuye said.

Zhang Ning said casually: "It's really unbearable to let Qiuye protect the teaching staff to serve the daily life." According to the rank in the evil spirit sect, Qiuye is higher than Monk Yao, so Zhang Ning said this.

Unexpectedly, this half-aged mistress cast a very ambiguous look, and said softly "I am willing".Zhang Ning couldn't tell what it was like for a while.

After washing and tidying up, Zhang Ning didn't eat breakfast. When he went out, he saw Lao Xu was washing the horses he had brought in the stable, so he asked him to join him.In fact, the horses were taken care of by Monk Yao's people. Old Xu probably didn't know what to do when he got up in the morning, so he found something to do.Then I met Yao Erlang, Erlang said that he was waiting for his cousin, and he brought four or five young children, most of whom were children from the elders' families, who seemed to be very close to Yao Erlang.

Erlang took the trouble to introduce them one by one, but Zhang Ning didn't pay much attention and didn't remember the names and backgrounds of the two people.However, he still nodded politely and did not show any impatience. There is no way. When people do things, they actually spend a lot of time dealing with the relationship between people, just like the Ming Dynasty raised tens of thousands of officials. How many practical things have you learned?

"This morning, my brother will show me the terrain near the village and the iron mine at the foot of the mountain." Zhang Ning said.

"Okay, the mine is at the east end of the village, and the salt well is farther away. Let's go to the mine first, cousin please." Yao Erlang said politely.Not long after I met him, he seemed to be a very easy-going person, and he was also very honest.

A group of ** then walked eastward along the main road in the middle of the village, most of them were young people of similar age, and everyone was relatively relaxed on the road, chatting a few words from time to time. Qiu Ye and Lao Xu, who are in their 30s, don't get along well, but they usually get close to Zhang Ning.

As soon as he left the village, he heard a series of neat shouts. Zhang Ning turned his head to look after the sound, and saw dozens of men practicing grass on the green Pingba pasture.Now it seems that what happened yesterday did not completely disrupt people's order.

And in the paddy field below the pasture, people bent over to work can be seen from a distance, probably removing weeds in the paddy field.Only then did Zhang Ning realize that, except for his group of people, everyone in the village was doing what they were supposed to do, and no one was idle.Even if they have just lost relatives or friends, people's expressions are calm and natural.No more panic, worry, fear.In this place, people seem to suddenly become simpler.

Vaguely, Zhang Ning seemed to feel that there was a powerful force hidden among the mountains and rivers, such as the order of natural laws, making everything orderly.

Zhang Ning passed by the edge of the pasture and couldn't help but stop and watch for a long time.

A middle-aged man with a mustache and square face yelled, and everyone on the pasture made a move together, and shouted "Huo", which was the same voice that was heard at the entrance of the village just now.

Yao Erlang pointed to the man with Chinese characters and said, "His name is Wei Bin. He handles the training of warriors and the convening of troops. He is also responsible for arranging night patrols. In this kind of place where no one cares, we are foreigners. You have to rely on yourself for everything. If you are not prepared, not to mention the thieves on the mountain, even the Miao and Tujia villages may bully you."

Zhang Ning praised: "Such warriors are more sophisticated than officers and soldiers when equipped with equipment."

"Really? Cousin has seen real officers and soldiers?" Yao Erlang suddenly became interested.

Zhang Ning said calmly: "Let's not talk about it. Last month, I supervised the military equipment of Changde Mansion as a censor. Most of the officers and soldiers in the local area are farming, and they can't train a few times a year. The soldiers here are early in the morning. Cao training, there is no comparison at all, but there are too few people." He thought for a while and said: "Maybe only the three major battalions left by Emperor Yong Le can fight a little. Emperor Yong Le has fought a lot of battles, and the soldiers are in Came out of the battlefield."

Yao Erlang showed reverence on his face: "My cousin is not a few years older than me, but he can raise a whole army of soldiers and horses, which will teach us to admire him."

Zhang Ning patted him on the shoulder lightly and said: "We still have to do bigger things. If we don't wander around, we will waste our youth. If we have a chance, we brothers will do it together in the future."

Yao Erlang immediately looked forward to it, young people are full of hope and energy, and always feel that there is still a long way to go in life.

Zhang Ning didn't want to talk too much when he said this. People here only know that they are officials, and it's useless to brag.What's more, Zhang Ning thought that his situation in the officialdom was still precarious, and he might not be able to get along, nor could he brag too much.

He then changed the subject and pointed to those who practiced, and asked, "Erlang also practiced?"

Erlang patted his chest with an expression of "finally talking about his strengths", and said, "I know most of the people on this pasture, except for Wei Bin, whoever I pick at random is not my match."

It happened that the men were resting, so Zhang Ning smiled and said, "Brother, I really want to see and see."

Without saying a word, Yao Erlang jumped off the road, strode to the edge of the crowd, clasped his arms and said loudly: "Which brother can show you some face and learn two moves with Erlang?" People squinted at him, and some He didn't move and waited to watch the play. Someone yelled a few words, and after a while, a strong young man stood up, waved his arms and said, "I'll play with Erlang for a while."

Yao Erlang said: "Yo, the third child of the He family, I beat you to the ground last time, are you still not convinced?"

There were a few people who watched the play and booed, and the young man couldn't hold back his face immediately, and his tone was a little annoyed: "The hero doesn't mention the bravery in the past, you were lucky last time."

"Sure, short or long, you can choose." Yao Erlang walked a few steps, picked up a wooden stick on the ground, and gestured a few times.

Seeing this, the young man called He Sanwa also picked up the same short wooden stick, stood up and set out to fight.Zhang Ning, who watched the play, didn't know much about "martial arts", but he guessed that the young man chose the short stick because he felt that he was big and couldn't afford to lose, so he could play wrestling?

At this time, He Sanwa didn't talk, and suddenly rushed over with a stick.Before she could see what was going on, she only heard a "click" sound of wood colliding, and He Sanwa staggered and almost fell over her head.The strength and weakness of a move were judged, and everyone immediately laughed with good intentions.

He Sanwa's face was flushed, she turned around and rushed over again, Yao Erlang easily dodged, and slapped his ass with a stick, and laughed "haha" for a while.

"Don't embarrass yourself anymore." Wei Bin, a middle-aged man with a square face who was watching the battle, shouted, "Get back and practice more!"

The sturdy young man surnamed He was ashamed and indignant, so he threw away the stick forcefully.Wei Bin turned around and nodded and said, "Erlang is very skilled. If you don't blame me for bullying the small, Uncle Wei will accompany you twice?"

Zhang Ning looked at the situation calmly, and thought: This guy wants to save face for his apprentice, but since he can call himself uncle, it doesn't matter if Yao Erlang loses; I guess Erlang will definitely lose, then Since the man from the uncle's generation took the initiative to challenge, it was enough to show his confidence.

Sure enough, Yao Erlang stopped his smile, turned serious, and saluted politely, "Being obedient is worse than being respectful."

Wei Bin replied: "Come, because I am an elder, I will be empty-handed, and you will win if you hit me." After speaking, his legs were separated, and he stood firmly on the spot.

Yao Erlang slowly raised the wooden stick in his hand, stood for a while, then quickly stepped forward, slashing with a stick, the speed was so fast that the sound of the wind could be heard waving on the road.Wei Bin suddenly stretched out a hand to support Erlang's wooden stick, and took advantage of the momentum to release his force. One side of his body and his shoulder slammed into Yao Erlang.Yao Erlang took a step back, the strength of his right hand holding the stick was obviously not exhausted, so he turned to strike horizontally halfway.Wei Bin turned around, dodged the wooden stick and hit Yao Erlang's abdomen with his elbow. The whole movement was smooth and unhurried, but the timing was right.

"Yeah!" Yao Erlang cried out in pain, Wei Bin knocked off the wooden stick in his hand before he could react.

Zhang Ning, who was watching the battle, felt that the sparring was over. Unexpectedly, Erlang hugged the other person's thigh in anger, trying to pull Wei Bin to the ground.Hearing a muffled sound of "expansion", he was kicked again and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Wei Bin stepped forward to help, but Erlang opened his hand, stretched out his hand to grab the wooden stick, stood up with difficulty, turned his head and spat, grabbed the wooden stick with both hands and hit him on the head. .

Wei Bin stretched out his hand and grabbed the wooden stick violently, saying: "It's just a competition, don't hurt your temper. Winning and losing are common things, don't worry too much."

Erlang gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't lost yet!"

Wei Bin persuaded: "Your father can put me down, but Erlang is still close."

"Don't talk about my father, I will definitely beat you one day!" Yao Erlang let go of the stick, turned his head and left very impolitely.

Zhang Ning remained silent, and called his followers to leave the road on the pasture. When Yao Erlang rushed over cursingly, he comforted him with words: "No matter how good your skills are, you are only an enemy of one man, and an enemy of ten thousand is a real hero. Erlang doesn't need to take it to heart." go."

Yao Erlang said angrily: "Wei Bin has been practicing martial arts longer than me!"

Zhang Ning smiled, and suddenly felt that Erlang became more and more friendly, because Zhang Ning himself occasionally had such a stubborn temper.