Soldiers Card System

County Weifu, in the octagonal pavilion in the yard.

Li Qing looked at the sincere Li Lin and waved his hand at will.

"It's just a table. If you want to take it, Li Lin, why do you want an insignificant table? Your family is not short of tables."

He Wu nearby smiled and let you ruin my money making plan. I can't let you fulfill your wish. But then again, why does this boy like a broken table.

Li Lin's expression seemed to be constipated. It was embarrassing.

Everyone in Xuanfu knew that Huaihua general liked poetry. If she knew the poetry on the table, she could understand it with her toes. She would not be able to take the table away.

Seeing Li Lin's embarrassment, Li Qing suddenly smiled:

"Since you don't want to say, I won't embarrass you. If you help me write a poem, I'll give you the table."

"He Wu, go and tell someone to take out the table and take it away for Li Shenjun."

Li Lin was overjoyed, patted his chest and said, "general, I promise I'll write you what you say."

He Wu looked reluctantly to find someone to move the table.

Li Qing said with a smile, "it's an unknown poem about detaining passengers who miss their hometown. The first two sentences are starting to levy priests in the morning, and the guests are sad about their hometown. No one knows the back. Beiyang is too small, there are few scholars, and no one knows this poem."

Li Lin was stunned. It was this song!

However, yes, the general likes poetry. What she doesn't know and knows is only this poem about Jilu, which came out of her mouth and just spread in the Xuanfu house.

Li Qing was disappointed when he saw Li Lin's expression: "it seems that this poem is still too famous and doesn't spread widely. Li joined the army. People who like poetry don't know it. I tell you, it's a good poem, a good poem."

The constipation expression on Li Lin's face is more serious. How can I not know!

But can I tell you that the poem was engraved on your desk and spread from my mouth.

He Wu came in from the outside and asked for instructions. "Sir, the table has been moved out. Some people are crazy to take advantage of it. Even a desk has to come to our house to take advantage of it."

Li Lin fulfilled his wish. He Wu was very upset, but what did the princess say to Li Lin just now: good poetry?

Li Qing giggled twice, ordered and said, "carry it to Li Shen's military car. It's just a table. Look at your stingy appearance in he Wu."

Li Linchang breathed a sigh of relief. It was great. The people who moved the table didn't notice the poem. If the general didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't find the poem.

Finally, it belongs to you. You can rest assured that this poem will spread. After all, the original version has belonged to you. No one can ask for it from you when you go out of the gate of the county Wei house.

Except the poet!

Li Lin got up, pressed the excitement in his heart and said goodbye to Li Qing: "senior general, the last general has military affairs, so he won't stay much. I'll leave now."

Li Qing waved his hand, picked up the poetry book on the table, and said casually, "Li joined the army. I'll go to the Xuanfu house one day. You'll have to pay for the silver for dinner. After all, my table is not from the wind."

Thinking of the value of poetry on the table, Li Lin waved his big hand: "don't worry, general, let's go to zuixiang building. If we don't get drunk, we won't return."

Li Qing put down the booklet in his hand, held his chin and looked at Li Lin with a thoughtful face:

"Li Lin, is there something you're hiding from me? Zuixiang building's treat is so generous that you seem to take advantage of me."

Li Lin's heart clicked. It's over. His performance is too clumsy and his acting skills are too poor.

"Xuanfu wants to entertain the senior general. You can line up from here to Beizheng. If the senior general gives me this opportunity, I won't be a fool if I don't seize it."

Li Qing pinched his chin and said, "is that so?"

"Ho Wu, what's special about that table?"

He Wu pinched his hand and looked excited. What's special about the broken table? If it's special, it's more broken than the ordinary table. Well, it's engraved with poetry. Can it not be broken.

This grandson is interested in poetry, ha ha

"There's nothing special about it. The color of the log and the wax coating are just the same. Compared with the furniture in the palace, it's not a bit worse. People have drawn a lot of words on it. There are so many words in a poem."

Li Qing is even more strange. Such a table can't make Li Lin so generous.

Is it strange that poetry is written by some famous writer!

"Go and have a look."

Li Qing got up and walked out. She wanted to see what was special about the table.

Li Lin laments that it's over. Let her see this poem. She doesn't have to think about it anymore.

In the yard, the table engraved with Shang Shan's early lines has been moved out. Li Lin's two guards are helping the maid wipe the yellow sand on the table. The wind and sand in Beiyang are very heavy. If the table is placed for a period of time, it will be covered with dust

"How can this poem be engraved on the table? What a good table. It's a pity."

Li Shanzi talked endlessly. He was the son of the Li family. He accompanied Li Lin to study since childhood. He still knew the words on the table, but he didn't understand the meaning. He just felt that the words were engraved on the table and destroyed by the table.

It's a pity that such a good table.

"Hey, who's reciting the poem? Where did you hear the poem?"

Li Qing asked loudly. This poem is really a good poem. All the servants in the family know it.

Li Shanzi was startled and hurriedly saluted Li Qing with a frightened voice:

"General Mingjian, I didn't recite the poem. I just read it out when I saw the poem on the table."

Poems engraved on the table?

Li Qing walked over quickly. When did he engrave on his desk?

"In the morning, we start to levy the duo, and the guests go to their hometown of sorrow!"

Seeing the first two sentences of this poem, Li Qing was stunned. This is not a poem I asked around to know. How can it be engraved on my desk, and it is still eight sentences.

After reading the poem over and over several times, Li Qing's face was replaced by loneliness, and the whole person exuded the smell of missing his hometown.

"Did you write this, Li Lin, Li joined the army?"

Li Qing looked at Li Lin with a mournful expression behind him. He was a little puzzled. He knew the poem and wanted to buy the table.

No, he didn't write it. The boy wants the table because of this poem!

"Li Lin, how dare you take advantage of this palace!"

"Say, did you write this poem?"

……

In the garrison camp, Su Lu stood on the commanding officer's platform, looked at Li Kun and Su Ping below, asked lazily, "you two can think better than the queue and the battle?"

"It's more like a queue and battle."

"It's better than the queue and the army."

They roared at the top of their lungs. The guards of battalion a and battalion B were also yelling at the top of their voices. There were not many opportunities for meritorious service. We had to fight for it. Just follow Lieutenant Du.

Military merit, rank, clothes, pay, these things that increase with the rank are stimulating these guys, one by one their voice is superior.

Su Lu waved his big hand.

"Let's start. Let me see your training results. This battle array cooperation is half my level."

With the roar of Su Ping and Li Kun, camp a and camp B quickly separated, turned to both sides, and quickly discharged the daily queue.

"Crab array"

Before Li Kun's voice fell, the sergeant of camp a ran, two in and one out. In the blink of an eye, the crab array took shape.

A guard came in a hurry, full of dust.

"Report, Duwei, the common people came to report that there was a small-scale battle near Tianmen Mountain, a guard team's grain truck was robbed, and all the surrendered guards were beheaded by bandits, even the children."