There is neither snow nor frost in the winter in Dusi, Guangzhou, but the cold penetrates into the house with the tide, and cools the bone marrow.

In the cold, Chen Mu welcomed this world in just two months, ushering in the first New Year after joining the Ming Dynasty.

The life of Anyuan Station is much better than when he was in a hundred households. At least he doesn’t have to worry about food and drink. There is also a chef cooking every day and enough rice and grain. When he is free, he will pay for some wine and meat, which is enough for people to have a good New Year.

Since the battle between the Hundred Houses in the Far East of Qing Dynasty, Japanese pirates disappeared and escaped from Qingyuan, and the peace in the territory was repeated. The postman Ke Ze'er did not neglect Chen Mu and his party because of this. Instead, he gained more respect because of Chen Mu and others. It was clear that when the winter was bitter and cold, Anyuan Post Station was like a comfortable nest for Chen Mu and others. How happy!

In the early morning, there was a thick morning mist floating on the mountain river. Chen Mu and the figures of several military households ran out of the fog. Everyone was sweating profusely but their bodies and minds were extremely comfortable. Just now, they saw Fu Yuan leaning against the wooden pillar, with a scoundrel smile on his face. Seeing these people panting, they raised the bowl in their hands and smiled, "Come in and wash, the porridge is hot!"

As he said that, he sniffed deeply by the bowl with his nose and said happily: "It's fragrant and strong, I don't know how much better than home!"

The wet cotton jacket in the devastated military households could still see the white cloth wrapped around their necks. Before the injury to stealing gambling sticks was completely cured, they took their wife and young son to Anyuanyi on the way, saying that they felt that their iron-killed body could be returned to Chen Xiaoqi's tent to serve.

Of course, no one of the people under his jurisdiction knew what kind of virtue Fu Yuan was, but he knew that according to Chen Junye's righteous temperament, he would have a good meal to reward everyone with hard work last year. As expected, Fu Yuan had already left the instructions of Guangcheng doctor Cheng Hongyuan, drank very drunk, and stood in the eaves of the inn in the wind in the night, crying and dancing in the eaves of the inn, howling loudly, howling songs of hometown that no one could understand. The next day, he lay on the bed and couldn't get up for a long time. A large area of ​​red chest was clearly a trauma, which caused Shiqi to join the old doctor, and he invited the old doctor to drink good wine and food, and then he saved his life.

The weather is getting warmer. After one month, it rained a few light rains in Qingyuan. Although the military households are not good at fighting, they are all good at farming. People say that this is the way to harvest this year. In the 46th year of Jiajing, the peace is in the age of peace.

Is it really peaceful?

Watching Wei Balang, who was just fourteen years old in the inn yard, holds the disproportionate Japanese sword in both hands and jumps hard again and again, slashing hard again and again, and wiping sweat naked, Chen Mu, who was wiping sweat naked, smiled at this question.

Everyone has their own hurdles that must be overcome in their hearts.

Chen Xiaoqi has only seen less than a thousand people in the past three months. Most of them are the flag troops of the entire Qingcheng Thousand Household Institute under the walls of Guangcheng and Qingyuan. However, they have experienced two battles and have seen forty or fifty lives with their own eyes. Should this be the peaceful years?

He is getting used to it and drawing strength.

A habit of letting things go with the natural mindset of not understanding people and things that you think beyond your expectations. Although this cannot change the bad situation, it can be easier. Changes always come slowly and relaxed, which can make things develop in a better direction.

After wiping her body clean, Chen Mu put on her cotton armor and looked at the cave above Anyuan Station with a steam of salt boiling salt coming out, and a smile naturally rose on her face.

Next to the official road before the New Year, Shiqi, who was telling the story, called Chen Mu aside and said a few words, making Chen Mu decide to leave two lives from the Japanese. Now the two, Qi Zhengyan and Long Junxiong, were sleeping day and night in the cave to make nitride soil for Chen Mu. Someone brought them food every day. Of course, there were two Japanese knives in the cave to prevent them from relaxing their martial arts.

After hearing from Shao Tingda who visited yesterday, the two of them, who were stripped of their hair, have grown half an inch of short hair.

In fact, Chen Mu always had an unreasonable prejudice and disdain for the literati of this era. This not only comes from the arrogance of the soul four hundred years later, but also because in thousands of years, scholars led the people to create one great empire after another. They are the mainstay of respect; but now, they are still respected and still the mainstay, but the times are quietly changing. No matter what the process is, the result seen in Chen Xiaoqi's eyes - they lost.

But this is actually unfair and not objective. At least from Chen Mu's perspective in this life, he has no reason to express disdain to scholars.

Shiqi had a unique insight and said to Chen Mu: "From the Japanese, you can let the flag army practice jumping battles, and be familiar with its military strategy, so as to fight with the Japanese again to make achievements. The enemy has declined, and there is no way to escape without a haircut. When it is born, the small flag has already stopped it."

This is just raising your hand at will, and it’s just scratching the itch in Chen Junye’s heart. In this era, how many people in the future will not have any lofty ideals from their hearts that they want to see the truth from the island country?

Two people were shaved from the Japanese and stuffed them into a cave to pursue Chen Xiaoqi's great cause of stinking. Since then, Shi Qi, who was as thin as a bird and a monkey, seemed different in Chen Mu's eyes. He was not called a bird and a monkey, but Wenwei.

From Shi Qi, Chen Mu saw a terrifying group called "Falling Scholar". At this moment, he was not alone. He was a dog-headed military advisor with advice from the endless mountain kings on the land of China. At this moment, he was called Huang Chao, who was wearing golden armor all over the city. He was Song Jiang, who could not pass the imperial examination and gathered in Shandong. He was Hong Xiuquan, the king of heaven who failed to pass the imperial examination and had his career done by people since ancient times!

Chen Mu looked at Shi Qi, who was tired and sweating, sitting on the stone steps of the house, holding hot porridge and snoring into his mouth. After eating, he was satisfied and burping. Fortunately, Shi Qi did not seem to want to rebel, so he had a dog-headed military advisor around him, just like those wise kings of the mountain.

Shiqi's idea is correct. As long as Chen Mu can control the hairless people on his head and let them feel at ease to boil salt in the cave, he will not be afraid of hair growing on their heads. The most terrifying person in this world is barefoot, because barefoot fearlessness does not require following the rules. No one can bear the splatter of blood for five steps; but as long as he wears shoes barefoot, he is no longer terrible, because he is just a shoe wearer. When he finds it comfortable to wear shoes, he wants to wear pants and clothes. If he doesn't have enough clothes, he has to wear hats.

Chen Mu's promise was to help them put on their shoes and return to the garrison to be his father-in-law. In this year, there were few people in the banner, and all the criminals rebelled, and no one came to serve as a military officer. It was much easier to make two military registrations than to find two people who were willing to be military households.

It was Shiqi's idea to give the Japanese knife, but it was better to play hard to get them to figure out whether it was better to be a military household or to die in the world with the method of boiling salt. There were too many things to do with the stools in the remote valleys, and they were not the only ones Chen Junye. It was not the only thing that could be made with shit and urine, so why not take them away? The key is how many days can they live without Chen Mu?

The military households who followed Chen Xiaoqi lived so freely at Anyuan Station, but they were all watching!

Ma Ming came from the entrance of the post station. Ke Ze'er stumbled into the yard and knelt on the ground. The tears on her face had not yet dried. She kept wailing and kowtowing to the northeast. The military households were frightened by him. When they surrounded him, they heard the postman uttering five words in a crying voice. It seemed like a big bomb was lit in the air. The lie that Jiajing's forty-six years was peaceful and peaceful was like a mirror cracking from the middle, which was immediately shattered.

Because there is no Jiajing forty-six years in the world.
Chapter completed!