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Chapter 199 The People¡¯s Soldiers 2

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    As I got closer, I realized that most of the people harvesting rice were women and children, and there was almost no man in sight.  The more I looked, the weirder I felt, and Jing'er in front of me also noticed this situation and said: "It's so strange, why can't I see a man? Where have all these men gone?" I shook my head, the situation here was very strange.  Strange, as far as I know this situation occurs either when there is a war and all adult men are conscripted into the army, or when the capital city encounters major construction projects, such as the emperor's tomb, which will use a lot of labor.  But there was no national conscription during this period.  We didn't go long before the brother who was scouting the road came back. He cupped his fist and said, "Brother Qi, the village in front of us is called Hehua Village. There are about a hundred households. They are basically women and children, and there are no men! At the same time,  I've given the village chief some silver, and we'll stay at his house for the night!" I nodded, shook the reins gently, hissed, and ran along the path toward the village.  The entire small village is gathered together, and a small river flows quietly from the edge of the village.  The village chief's home is at the other end of the village, also close to the river, and now the entire village is filled with smoke.  A light mist enveloped the entire village.  After entering the village, the crisp sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the small village. Many people came out of their houses to see us, a group of uninvited guests, and looked at us curiously. What particularly aroused their interest was me riding on Zhui Dian.  And Jing'er, Jing'er's beauty and the lightning-chasing horse made them even more amazed.  While they were looking at us, I was also looking at them carefully. I didn't see an adult man among these people. Most of them were old people and women and a group of children running behind us.  The whole village is not very big. After a while, we walked through the village and arrived at the village chief's home, and the elderly village chief and his wife were waiting at the door to welcome us.  As soon as she got off the horse, Jing'er saluted the village chief and said softly: "Uncle, aunt, I'm disturbing you!" The aunt immediately stepped forward and took Jing'er's hand, looked up and down, and then praised: "What a handsome girl.  , I have never seen such a handsome one!" Then he looked me over again and asked, "Is this your husband-in-law?" Jing'er blushed and nodded.  Just as the aunt was about to speak, the village chief on the side interrupted: "It's so bad to always stand outside the door if you don't let the guests in." The aunt smiled apologetically and said, "Look at me, I'm so stupid, please come inside!" Then  Take us into the courtyard.  The old village chief took his brothers to the backyard to tie the horses.  The entire yard is not big. There is a big tree in the middle of the yard. Its dense branches and leaves almost cover the entire yard. Inside are several ordinary farmhouses.  It is covered with thick thatch.  The outermost room was probably the kitchen. Someone was busy inside, and bursts of aroma came out of it.  Tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks have been set up in the yard, and a few side dishes have been placed on the table. The materials used are very ordinary, but it has a country atmosphere.  The aunt wiped several stools one by one with her sleeves, and then said: "Sit down quickly, you are probably tired after walking for a day, so you can rest after eating." I nodded, and Jing'er smiled sweetly.  He said, "Thank you, auntie!" Then he took my hand and sat on a bench, chatting with auntie, but I couldn't interrupt.  Only accompany me honestly.  Their words finally came to the topic of why there were no men in the village.  When talking about this issue, the originally very happy aunt's expression suddenly darkened, and she said after a long time: "There used to be a lot of men in our village, but a month ago they were forcibly recruited by the government, saying they wanted to join the army and go to the border. Go.  After a month, I also asked someone to bring some silver back. But now the crops are about to be harvested, and there is no male in each household. I just rely on the remaining people, and I don¡¯t know when the harvest will be finished! "Go!  Border?  Her words caught my attention. If we go to the border, it will be the Huya Army. In five months, they will be the only ones who will go to the border.  My question just now was also solved by the aunt. The Huya Army recruited soldiers a month ago. No wonder I didn't know about it.  At this time, the old village chief also came back. Hearing what the aunt said, he quickly stopped him and said, "Old woman, stop talking. If those spies listen to it, you will get into trouble again!" I laughed quickly and said, "Village Chief, it doesn't matter.  Regarding auntie, when I came here just now, I saw that there were no men in the village, so I asked casually." Although I said this, he still did not calm down the old village chief. Instead, he persuaded me: "Young man,  Let me tell you, don¡¯t say these things nonsense. There were a few young people in the village next door who said a few things nonsense and were eventually taken to jail. I think you are a good person, but I don¡¯t want you to be arrested too.  Let's go!" I smiled slightly and said, "No, don't worry!" I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: The closer we get to the capital, the more tightly the people's mouths are guarded.  It's not that those local officials were afraid that the emperor would get excited one day, go downstairs to pay a private visit incognito, and hear some bad comments from the people, which would affect their own future, so they specially sent people to plant spies in some villages.  In order to eliminate those unstable factors, in their eyes, political achievements are only secondary, and the words to defend the people are important. The so-called words to defend the people are better than Fang Sichuan!  As for the so-called freedom of speech, the rulers give some people below aJust thinking.  We didn¡¯t dwell on this issue and talked about other things.  Later, when all the dishes were served, everyone gathered around the table and had a meal happily.  After eating, I saw that it was still early, so I told the village chief, took Jing'er's hand and walked out of the courtyard, walking slowly along the river.  Several brothers from the village followed behind.  The night is very good tonight, the sky is full of stars, the moon has also climbed up the treetops, and the faint moonlight shines down, casting a veil over the entire village.  When I walked to a slightly flatter place, I took Jing'er's hand and sat on the ground. There was some dew now, and the grass was slightly moist.  A gentle breeze blew, bringing with it some of the heat of early autumn and the smell of ripe rice in the fields.  I lay on the grass and looked at the starry night sky above my head.  Jing'er, on the other hand, bent one leg, held her chin in her hands, and looked at the small village in the night, wondering what she was thinking.  After lying there for a while, I sat up, put an arm around her waist, and she leaned into my arms.  "What are you thinking about?" I asked softly.  "I'm wondering how these villagers can finish harvesting these crops. It has not rained for a long time. I guess it will rain in a few days, and then these unfinished crops will be flooded."  Jing'er replied softly, with deep worry in her tone, and then said: "Can we help them?" Help them?  I showed a slight wry smile, this is not Shang Ling, even if I want to help them, I don't have the ability?  Seeing that I didn't answer for a long time, Jing'er looked a little disappointed, and then begged: "Don't you have two thousand people? Can you bring them here to help harvest the crops?" Jing'er didn't know who those people were yet, she  She thought they were ordinary soldiers, but she didn't know that those people were bandits or thieves in the past.  If the goods are stolen during robbery, I don't know if it will be possible to harvest the crops.  But looking at the pleading on Jing'er's face, I really couldn't refuse. The person in front of me had paid so much for me, couldn't I agree to even her small request?  So I nodded and said, "I will send someone over tomorrow to bring these two thousand troops over!" Jing'er was very happy after hearing this. She kissed me gently on the face and said, "Thank you!"  She chuckled and said, "Why are you thanking me? I'm your husband!" Jing'er smiled sweetly, stopped talking, and leaned in my arms. After a while, she said again: "That time I listened to Fei  Sister Xue said that you went to her place and sang a song to her, and you have to sing to me today too!" Singing?  I hadn't sung for a long time, so I turned my attention to the small village in front of me. There was already a faint mist, and the small village now seemed to be shrouded in smoke just like what we saw when we first came in.  So I sang Teresa Teng's song "Smoke Rises Again" in a low voice. I saw the smoke rising again and the dusk covered the earth. I wanted to ask where are you going?  The rising smoke brings back my memories. May you turn into colorful clouds and fly into my dreams. The sunset is poetic and the dusk is picturesque. Although it is beautiful, I only have you in my heart!  As I sang, Jing'er slowly fell asleep. It wasn't until her breathing slowly became steady that I freed up a hand to wave to people not far away, and then whispered instructions to one of them.  A few words.  After hearing this, he immediately returned to the village chief's house, mounted his horse, and galloped away along the way we came.  Just now, I asked that person to go back and inform Yang Kaiwu, Lao San and others that tomorrow they would transfer all two thousand troops to my current position.  I want to teach my two thousand people a lesson about what a real army is.  At the same time, I also want to tell them whose army they are.  A real army must not only have outstanding combat effectiveness and team spirit of unity and cooperation, but also must always remember whose army it is, not mine, Deng Long's, nor the current emperor's.  We only have the right to command, but not the right to own. The people who really own them are the people, and they are the people's soldiers.  What is the true invincible teacher?  In addition to hard training and advanced equipment, an army that knows what it is fighting to defend is an invincible army.  And my two thousand soldiers and horses are fighting for the people. They are the people's soldiers, and they are the real invincible army!
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