Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1602 Ordinary people don't remember

It seems that everyone will have the experience of walking on the street and suddenly feel that a stranger's face is very familiar, or dreaming of a person who should be very familiar in a dream, but they can't see the person's face clearly .

  This is the instinctive protection of the brain, because if you memorize too many things, the burden will be too heavy.

   Therefore, being able to have memories is one of the few treasures in life, so when people are old, without a healthy body and sharp thinking, all that is left is memories.

  However, what is interesting is that people are more likely to forget happiness and joy than pain.

  Yin Mountain's spring is extremely beautiful.

  When the sun rises, the breeze lazily runs from one end to the other, with greenery, grass fragrance, and seemingly endless hope. Although the weather has not completely warmed up, everyone, all plants, and all animals already know that winter is over, and they are all living and growing happily.

It seems that overnight, the grass sprouted fangs from the surface of the ground, and within a few days, it spread all over the entire land, but everything within sight was green, tender green, water green, and dotted among them. , are colorful wild flowers, and those cattle and sheep who are full but still reluctant to leave, hungry all winter.

  This spring is gradually entering its best time.

Under the Yin Mountain, there are not only cattle and sheep, but also war horses. At the same time, villages have been built one after another along the rivers and streams flowing down from the mountains in the north. working.

These farmers come from different states and different counties, but they are already used to it here, and they are even familiar with it. When they are working, they chat with each other in different accents, talking about their parents, There was a burst of laughter from time to time.

In the south of Yinshan Mountain, there is plenty of water, the land is rich, and there are agronomy scholars to teach them carefully. The enthusiasm of these farmers from different places after regaining the land is beyond imagination. They go to the fields almost every day as soon as they open their eyes. All the weeds in the field were cleared away, every stone was removed, and they even squatted at the head of the field, muttering to Zhuang He as if they were their own children...

Efforts always pay off. After going through the process from raw land to mature soil, the output of the Yinshan farming series can not only be self-sufficient for the army and the people, but even provide an extra seven or eight million shi to Bingbei. If there is no What accidents, there will be more. According to the estimates of several agricultural scholars in Yinshan, as the field force is further stimulated, there should be an annual surplus of 1.5 million to 2 million shi.

   And this is only calculated based on the existing cultivated land. If the population continues to increase and new cultivated land is opened, there will naturally be more production.

   Zhao Yun naturally saw all of this.

Different from Ma Yue, who is usually erratic, Zhao Yun is silent most of the time. Under normal circumstances, he does not express his position or speak, just observes silently, and once he makes a suggestion, he is often very pertinent. Therefore, in Yinshan, although Ma Yue's qualifications are longer than Zhao Yun's, but in fact most of the time and decisions are still made by Zhao Yun.

   Just like now, Ma Yue took the group of veterans to train the group of recruits like shepherding sheep, leaving Zhao Yun to look after the house, inspect military affairs and deal with political affairs and so on.

  Among the rumbling hoofbeats, the unscrupulous laughter of the veterans still cannot be concealed. Of course, there are also the occasional screams of the recruits whose faces are pale, their limbs are stiff, their heads and bodies are nervous and sweating...

  Every spring, the training of these recruits under the Yin Mountain begins.

In another three months, these new recruits who now look clumsy and seem to be likely to fall off their horses at any time will become relatively skilled cavalrymen, and will be more accustomed to life on horseback, and gradually Some of them will keep up with the rhythm of the veterans, and when half a year has passed, it is almost the time of the autumn harvest, these recruits will grow into real cavalry just like Zhuang He, and immediately go south to supplement Guanzhong, or other places .

  With the addition of the past two years, there should be about 25,000 cavalry under the command of the Hussar General...

Standing on the wall of the army camp, Zhao Yun watched Ma Yue take the recruits out for training, while silently calculating in his heart that there would be some battle losses every year, and some soldiers would gradually be replaced when they reached their age, so the hussars The number of soldiers has not increased much, but the quality of these soldiers is quite good.

At the very beginning, the Southern Huns sometimes met Han Chinese recruits training on the grassland, and they would stand in the distance and laugh at these clumsy recruits under the shadowy mountains, but then slowly No more, these Southern Huns will look at these Han recruits from infantry on horseback to skilled cavalry with an indescribable expression, and finally look at the bright roar of these Han cavalry And go, the coming year is another batch of recruits...

  Up to now, many Southern Huns have begun to learn from the Han people to open up acres of land, start sowing and farming, and sometimes even encounter some problems with Zhuanghe, and even come here to find the Bachelor of Agriculture here. Because of the output in the farmland on this side, the southern Huns who are neighbors can naturally see it.

  Sometimes Zhao Yun couldn’t help thinking, after settling down, he even felt that his family’s horseback was no longer an advantage. Can the Southern Huns who started plowing the fields still be called the Southern Huns?

  I heard that Yu Fuluo even likes folding fans and tea leaves very much, and can’t do without them almost every day...

Zhao Yun inspected a circle and found no problem, so he went down the wall of the village. He was about to go back to the government affairs hall in the village, but he suddenly thought of something on the way, then slightly raised his head to calculate the time, hesitated, and then changed After making up his mind, he said, "Zuo Er, go inside and get the tea set first, let's go sit on the mountain..."

  Different from Ma Yue, Zhao Yun doesn't like to drink, even if he does drink, most of the time it's just socializing. Similarly, Ma Yue didn't like to drink tea very much, so he sent the general school welfare here and so on, so that the two of them didn't conflict and each took what he needed.

  Good things do not need to be spoken, they have their natural vitality.

  The down jackets and sweaters produced in Bingbei are simply the standard equipment here in Yinshan. Of course, down jackets and sweaters still have disadvantages. It is said that the new cotton planted in Guanzhong will make up for the shortcomings. In the future, it may be able to stay in the wind and snow for a longer period of time, and it will be more able to withstand the severe cold. .

   And tea leaves.

   It should have been popular since May of the previous year.

  Although Ma Yue prefers to drink, as long as he sees Zhao Yun making tea, he will sit down and drink two cups.

  The clear and translucent tea water and the wafting tea fragrance seem to make people temporarily forget all their troubles and get a moment of peace in their hearts.

  The mountain behind the army village, the platform used to set up the ballista is Zhao Yun's favorite tea drinking place.

  There used to be a clear spring on the back of the mountain. Set up a clay stove, light some dry firewood and hay, put the freshly drawn water in the left ear, and wait for the water to boil. It is simple and convenient.

   Amidst the slight sound of water, Zhao Yun sat on the stone platform, as if he was sitting among the mountains back then, with his eyes dim, looking into the distance.

  From Yinshan Mountain to the north, there is also a protruding military stronghold.

The current hussars are not only limited to the south of the Yin Mountain, but also because of the discovery of a gold mine in Mobei, another army camp was built at the gold mine. Ma Yue's clan brother, Ma Cheng Stand there.

  The poisoned water sources that were originally on the road have been gradually cleaned up in the past few years and have become supply places again. After all, the so-called toxins cast by Zhao Yun back then were organic rather than inorganic toxins. In fact, they were a large number of fungi and bacteria produced by the decay of animal corpses. It is enough to eliminate most of the bacteria and fungi, and after pulling out the rotten animal carcasses, these water sources also have their own purification ability, so there is basically no problem now.

  From Yinshan Mountain to the west, it is the territory of the Southern Huns.

Some of these southern Huns settled here, while some spread westward. Many people even started to start businesses like the Qiang people in the north, starting from various scattered nomadic gathering points in the desert. Collect all kinds of fur, dried meat, livestock, etc., and then sell the various goods obtained from Bingbei to these people, and earn a lot of difference from it. It seems to be more like a businessman than a herdsman...

   "Today..." Zhao Yun didn't turn his head, still looking into the distance, suddenly he seemed to be talking to himself, or to Zuo Er and others beside him, "Today is a big day..."

"Today? Big day?" The left ear next to Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said, "Is Pingyang going to send supplies? Is there any new cloth? I have been thinking about it for a month or two. Every day It's so annoying..."

   "Use a big ear blower fan if you are bored!" Another guard laughed and said, "If you don't beat for three days, the roof tiles will be exposed in the house, and if you don't smoke for five days, the flesh will turn rancid!"

   "Are you hitting?"

   "That's not right, if you fight, you will be honest!"

   "How do I think you are being honest? I don't know who was squatting at the door of the room two days ago?"

   "That... that... I'm checking if the door hinge is broken! Hey, by the way, how do you know I'm squatting at the door of the room? Ah!"

  Zhao Yun couldn't help but smile when he heard the guards behind him arguing with each other.

Most of these guards have followed him all the way since the time of Montenegro. Some of them were damaged on the battlefield, and most of the rest have injuries on their bodies, like the left ear. The arm was almost cut off that time. Although he has recovered now, there is still a huge scar, and every time the temperature changes in spring and autumn, it will be sore and painful.

  These guards followed Zhao Yun risking their lives on the battlefield, and even used their bodies to cover the opponent's swords, guns and arrows. They can be said to be the closest group of people around Zhao Yun. Therefore, during normal military affairs, Zhao Yun was serious, and these guards were serious, but here, Zhao Yun relaxed, and these guards naturally relaxed a little.

   "Don't you all remember?" Zhao Yun smiled, looked around, "Forgot all?"

   "Huh? What day is it today?"

   "But it's time to pay?"

   "Didn't you just post it in the first ten days, and you spent all your money again? You prodigal fellow! No wonder you come to my house every day for dinner these two days..."

   "Hi! No, I still have money, and more!"

   "Stop arguing, think about it, what day are you here today?"

   Several guards chattered for a while, without any results, and couldn't think of anything. Finally, they looked at Zhao Yun eagerly, hoping that Zhao Yun could give a hint or something.

  Zhao Yunha laughed, shook his head and said: "I forgot, ha, I forgot, or..."

   Several guards looked at each other. Forget it? Since it's fine if you forgot, then Zhao Yun, you just shake your head and say something?

  The left ear couldn't help but said: "General, this, no, what, we are all rough people, the general should give me a hint..."

  Zhao Yun still shook his head and said, "No, no, it's a good thing if I can't remember it!"

  The guards were skeptical.

   "The water is boiling!" Zhao Yun pointed to the kettle, "Where is the tea? If the water is overboiled, the taste of the tea will be bad!" When Zhao Yun interrupted, several guards immediately forgot the topic just now.

   "Yes, where's the tea?"

   "Isn't it in your arms? Why do you still ask me?"

   "Careful, pour some more...you cheapskate! Aha, you pour more..."

   "Get out of the way! Be careful of burning!"

   Zhao Yun smiled slightly and listened. It was in the midst of such din that Zhao Yun felt that the people around him, including himself, were not just a killing machine, but were still in the world, a person who ate whole grains and almost ate them for a cup of tea. Laity who want to quarrel.

Today's day is actually the time when he led everyone to Montenegro, and it was also the time when he led everyone to Pingyang to see Fei Qian, and it was also the time when he took everyone to take over the defense of Yinshan and officially stationed here time…

  But these guys, they all forgot.

   It’s okay to forget.

   Layman, you shouldn’t remember too much…

   Especially painful things. Forget about these pains, and you will naturally be able to live better.

  Even Zhao Yun can't remember the face of Zhang Yan, the commander of Montenegro, when he thinks about it now. He only remembers a pair of angry and bleeding eyes.

  However, Zhao Yun still clearly remembers Zhang Yan's ideals and aspirations back then, and it was often like this back then, sitting on the stone platform on the top of the mountain, pointing out Jiang Shan's wishes.

  In any case, Zhang Yan did gather a group of refugees back then and gave them a space to live safely. Including Zhao Yun at that time.

  Zhao Yun smiled and took the tea from his left ear. The tea was boiling hot, but Zhao Yun didn't drink it right away, but turned his head to look to the south, and slightly raised it towards the air, as if he was letting the mountain wind cool the tea, or he was respecting someone...

  Commander, have you seen it?

  Here is the Taiping Land that you never forget. Here are still the people you protected in the past. There are fish and rice, cattle and sheep, tough athletes of the Han family, and the never-falling banner of the Han family!

  Here lives and works in peace and contentment, and the family has surplus food here!

  Even Zuo Er and the others have wives...

   This is the world you want, right?

  Yes, he took us to do it, maybe, it was even better than we thought at the time!

  Zhao Yun smiled, but there was some water in his eyes. Immediately, in the soft mountain mist, Zhao Yun raised the tea bowl to the south and drank it down.

   This bowl respects you, Commander!

   This bowl also respects him, big man Hussar!

  (end of this chapter)