In addition to the Beijing Army, Da Jing's local army is the Weisuo Army.

The so-called guards are guards and frontier soldiers.

All counties in Da Jing set up "guards" to coordinate the troops and horses of the whole county; each county set up "suo" to coordinate the troops and horses of the whole county.

Due to the perennial wars in the western region, the guards are densely packed.

Yan Xi and Wei Chifeng came out of Wang Yuan's mansion and visited the guards one by one along the border.

Today's last trip is Xisanwei.

Xisanwei is located at the junction of Pingchuan County and Yuexi County, and it is a fortress among fortresses.

A full moon rose into the night sky, and the moon and clouds stopped outside Xisanwei.

Yan Xi looked at the sparse lights in the West Sanwei, and his expression turned completely cold.

Wei Chifeng jumped off his horse and asked for instructions: "Master, the commander of the West Three Guards is Wei Tai. Jin Yiwei has his records. He was promoted from a small soldier all the way. He has been in the West Three Guards. He is one of the few in the West withoutA military officer with a family background."

Yan Xi also got off his horse, threw the reins to Wei Chifeng and said: "Xi Sanwei is located in a fortress, directly guarding the exchange market between Xijing and Modi. It is the camp with the most frequent wars. Although there have been no major wars in recent years, there have been constant frictions between soldiers.They were born and died, so none of the officials and eunuchs are sent here, but here can produce a poor family leader, who is considered to be the guard with the fewest military households in the western region who escaped."

Wei Chifeng watched with him for a day, knowing that the little master was very angry that day, he counted the perfunctory lanterns hanging in front of the camp gate, half of them were on and off, and he thought: "I hope this Wei Tai won't call you little one again.Master is disappointed."

In the main tent of Xisanwei.

Wei Tai frowned at the accounts and military newspapers under the lamp.

Yan Yu, a colleague sitting next to him, suggested worriedly: "Do you want to go to the governor tomorrow?"

Wei Tai said melancholy: "Xin Cun, you know me. I'm the worst at flattery. I heard that the governor is a lucky minister..."

"Commander!" Yan Yu rarely interrupted Shangfeng's words, and said seriously, "You are confused! Xingchen, who will lose face if you say this word? In addition to damaging the reputation of the governor, it is also givingYour Majesty discredits. How difficult is it to purge the court and cleanse the four surnames from the time of ascending the throne to the present? Do you think that the situation that Your Majesty has achieved in more than 20 years will be easily ruined in the hands of a lucky minister with an embroidered pillow?"

Wei Tai is unparalleled on the battlefield, but not so good in strategy.

But the strength of this person is that he has self-knowledge, and is lucky to meet a deputy who is compatible with him.Over the years, he has struggled to maintain the West Sanwei. Because of Yan Yu's constant reminders, he didn't make any major mistakes, and he broke through several crises.

At that moment, Wei Tai was startled, sighed how dangerous he was, and hurriedly asked: "Xin Cun, what should I say if I see the governor?"

"To tell the truth, report the difficulties of the military households, the difficulties of food and pay, and the fact that we judged that Modi will make a big attack this autumn, to the governor verbatim." Yan Yu stopped his hand on the account book and said calmly,"I heard that the Governor rushed to enter the country overnight. When I arrived at the Governor's Mansion today, I didn't see anyone. I think I have some thoughts in my mind. Let's go tomorrow. As long as the Governor is willing to see us, it will be a judgment on the situation of Xisanwei.Beijing officials are the most familiar with the officialdom, and those who can rise to the top in the turbulent field of right and wrong are definitely not the ones in the pool. Commander, it has been so many years since the West Territory has waited for a governor with the surname 'Jiang', no matter what we doYou should also fight for Xisanwei."

Hearing this, Wei Tai was amazed in his heart, sat upright and nodded.

At this moment, the herald came to report: "There are two merchants asking to see you, and they are here to send food."

"How long has it been since a merchant came to give food for free?" Wei Tai was very thoughtful about the military, "Right now, Mo Di is watching us very closely, and it is impossible to guard against it carefully. The military camp is very important, and people who don't know the basics come, and they will never be seen. Please go away..”

Yan Yu asked thoughtfully: "It's so strange. If it was done carefully, they would never come in the name of a businessman, nor would they come at night when they are on guard. What else do they have to say?"

The herald said: "By the way, what is their business name...'Haiyan'."

Wei Tai thought he had never heard this name before.

Yan Yu's mind was spinning quickly, and she stood up suddenly: "Haiyan?"

The herald nodded in confusion.

Yan Yu excitedly said to Wei Tai: "Commander, quickly invite people in!"

Wei Tai was confused when he heard it, and asked, "Xin Cun, what is Haiyan's background that makes you pay so much attention to it?"

Yan Yu whispered in his ear: "The ten magical cannons in Beiyuan were bought from Haiyan! This business name is very mysterious, and few people know about it. I have some friendship with Song Xinghe. I heard him say it once, so I dare to use this bannerYes, definitely not a liar."

Wei Tai's eyes lit up when he heard Shenji Cannon, he was thinking about Cannon, and he couldn't hear the content clearly, so he quickly ordered someone to invite him.

Wei Chifeng observed Xisanwei all the way, seeing that the army was in good order and the sentry posts were tight, he let go of his earlier concern, followed Yanxi, and whispered: "The master is still powerful.Just like the guards we went to before, we can easily send in food. How did the master conclude that they knew the existence of 'Haiyan'?"

Yan Xi was led by the herald, and saw that the camp was well organized, which was very different from the bleak lanterns at the camp gate. His expression softened, and his tone became better: "I heard that the relationship between Xisanwei and Beiyuan is quite good.Here is a fellow-knowledge named Yan Yu, who has some friendship with Song Xinghe. They are both guards on the edge of the sword. Once they see the magical weapon, they will definitely be tempted. The name of the Haiyan must have been remembered by them..”

The guard opened the tent door, Wei Chifeng thoughtfully raised the tent door for Yanxi, so that Yan Xi didn't have to lean over to go in, Wei Chifeng hurriedly said: "My son happened to be here today, disturbing the commander and colleaguesI know my lord."

Wei Tai was sitting behind the desk. He always looked down on those business gentry who exploited the fields in the countryside. When he saw someone standing and talking, he didn't salute.

When Yan Yu came in, he kept looking at him.

He saw that the guard had a dignified demeanor, he acted with authority, but he was very careful with a young master, so he couldn't help but look at the person ahead who claimed to be the Northwest shopkeeper of the Haiyan.

When the two came in, because Wei Chifeng was tall and was leading the way and talking, they couldn't help being attracted. When Yan Yu saw Yan Xi, he was stunned.

This... looks too outstanding.

It looks like this, and it’s time to arrive in the Western Territory again, and it seems that he is not very old... Yan Yu didn’t dare to speculate on the possibility directly, but his keen mind had already reminded him that he must never neglect the visitor, and he enthusiastically saidGet up, walk over to greet people, and call people to watch tea.

Wei Tai stared blankly at Yan Yu's sudden courteous behavior, and seeing Yan Yu blinking at him, he thought that Yan Yu could never be wrong, so he reluctantly greeted, "Sit."

Yan Xi was also looking at each other.

He glanced around first, and saw that the tent was very simple, even the chief seat of the commander was made of ordinary wood.

Look at the two chief officers again, both of them are wearing light armor at night, Wei Tai looks like a typical military general, he doesn't seem to be careful;The wrinkles at the ends of the eyes look very kind, and when looking at people, the gaze is very decent, which doesn't make people feel uncomfortable.

But he is a man with poisonous vision.

Yan Xi led Wei Chifeng to sit down, he calmly took the tea handed by the guard, and took a sip, it was the worst rough tea on the street.This kind of tea is bitter and astringent, but it made Yanxi feel more at ease, he said straight to the point: "I just came here because I admire Xisanwei for defending the country, and I came here to send 10,000 shi of grain."

"How much?" Wei Tai was the least able to deal with people, and he was pretending to hold up the rough porcelain teacup. When he heard this number, he overturned the tea.It's been more than a month, but his eyes are widened with excitement, and the urge to want food can't be concealed in the slightest.

Song Beiming hurried all the way from Beiyuan to Yuexi, and was delayed for some time on the way to investigate the defense of the western border army.

It was only at this time that he reached the border between Yuexi and Pingchuan. He gritted his teeth and went to Xisanwei first.

Duyue came back from Jingdu and followed Song Beiming on this trip. He passed Beiyuan's post to Mengang.

Zi Yuan made arrangements for Jingdu, and then followed Beiyuan.She is the leader of Song Beiming's dark guards. Because of her status as a woman, her weak appearance is a natural cover. She doesn't need to sneak like ordinary dark guards, and she can serve her side as a maid.

She looked at the half-lit lantern and said with a smile: "If you didn't know that Commander Wei was frugal, looking at this shabby camp gate, you would think that the West Third Guards' defenses are empty, and they don't even care about lighting the lights."

Song Beiming looked away from the wind lamp: "I heard my second brother say that Xisan San Health is struggling many times, but I don't think it's so poor that I can't even light a lamp."

In the main tent, Yan Xi was asking, "Why is Xisanwei so short of food?"

As soon as Wei Tai came up, he said that he was a rough person, so Yan Yu had to speak.

Yan Yu answered Yan Xi's questions politely, and said politely: "Everyone knows that Xisanwei is guarding the exchange market, so it is impossible to be short of money. But the commercial tax of the exchange market is originally collected and paid by the Governor's Mansion, and we don't have a penny at all."I dare not touch it. And because there is friction in this neighborhood, the market is open and closed, there are few people on the border, and the land is not fertile, so the output is small. Although there are thousands of military households, because most of the year is full ofIn wartime, the military households are in the barracks, so they don’t care about farming, and the tired ones are the old and weak women at home, so life is hard.”

Yan Xi listened intently, and continued: "The soldiers in the frontier fortress, in addition to the local military households as the 'main soldiers', there are also 'guest soldiers' from the mainland who come to help every year during the war. Is this not enough manpower?"

Yan Yu saw the indescribable nobleness of the young man's gestures, and saw that the young man listened carefully, and a certain guess in his mind continued to form, so he couldn't help but seize the opportunity, and said in depth: "Let's say for now, if there is a 'guest'Soldiers come, and the service period of "guest soldiers" is only limited to autumn and winter when Mo Di invaders are most likely, and the busy season of autumn and winter has passed.Soldiers have been here, life in the interior is good, and soldiers in the interior do not like to come to the border, 'guest soldiers' can pay silver taels and hire someone to replace them. But we have neither silver taels nor replacements."

Yan Xi's eyes fell on the brown tea at hand, and the bitter taste rose for a moment.The situation of Xisanwei is not as good as that of the most inferior brown tea.

As the governor of the Western Territory, what he saw today was full of devastation;At night, finally saw that it was rare that there were no accomplices, but Xisanwei was alone, and he was in trouble for a few buckets of rice, from generals to soldiers.

For the first time, Yan Xi experienced what it was like to be a "parent official".

The daily necessities and livelihoods of the millions of frontier residents and soldiers in the western border made him feel a throbbing pain in his heart.

In Xisanwei's main tent, oil lamps were used instead of candles. Yan Xi fell into deep thought in the choking darkness.

A faint clue gradually surfaced.

He belatedly remembered what Dao Dao yelled frantically in the prison:

"No one shelters me from the wind and rain, no one keeps a night lamp for me, no one guards the territory for me, no one secures my life for me."

These words trembled Yan Xi's heart.

Yan Xi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He had been reading this book for five years, and it was only during this day's rush and disappointment that he suddenly realized that this is what the original author said "there is logic in this article".

The essence of comedy is tragedy. Under such a social background in "The Secret History of the Prince", all the sweet pets are nothing but mirages and mirrors.

When all the rhetoric turns into swords and swords, the warmth recedes, and the hypocrisy is washed away by the truth, this book nakedly exposes the underlying bones.

Yan Xi felt a terrifying force pressing him down, asking him to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Wei Chifeng felt that something was wrong with the little master.

With the sensitivity of his day-to-day closeness, he vaguely knew that Yan Xi was trying to suppress a certain emotion at this moment.That kind of emotion may be extremely frightening, which made his master's face tense, his fingers no longer clasped lightly as usual, but curled up tightly, as if about to tear something apart.

Yan Xi's eyes were faintly ruthless.

Daodao's hoarse voice echoed in his mind that day:

"Pierce it!"

"Step through it!"

"Smash it!"

The horror at the moment when he saw the bones only captured Yan Xi's mind for a moment. Under the bean-like oil lamp, he stretched out his fingers, as if adjusting the posture of holding a pen, letting himself relax.

His eyes turned to a cold smile.

This book has been rewritten by Yan Xi.

He is no longer the original owner controlled by the original book, he is Yan Xi, and the pen of this book is in his hand.

He has never found the system of the original book, but now, even if the book has a system, it will only become a vassal of his writing.

I am the god of this book—— Yan Xi thought, smiling in the swaying light and shadow.

Yan Xi's struggle was only for a moment, Wei Tai and Yan Yu didn't even know what happened, in their opinion, this young man was only distracted for a moment.

Only Wei Chifeng seemed to have experienced a stormy sea from the subtle movements of his beautiful fingers. He almost couldn't stand still, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

At this moment, the herald came to report: "A visitor from Beiyuan is here."

When he heard that Bei Yuan was here, Wei Tai was overjoyed, and immediately stood up and said, "Please."

Yan Yu was also happy. He was about to get up, but his eyes fell back on the two guests, which made him feel awkward for a while.

Yan Xi knew everything he wanted to know about this trip, he stood up with a smile and said: "I'm sorry to bother you, the two generals are busy first, we will send people to discuss the matter of food transportation in two days."

Yan Yu was still thinking about the "Haiyan". Although Xisanwei's pocket was empty, he thought that it would be best if he could ask someone to send a magic machine cannon, and he was not quite sure who came.I am very reluctant to send people away just like this.

While talking, saw that the two had already left and left, so had to plan instead to find an opportunity to talk in depth during the handover.

Song Beiming was led by the herald to the main tent, and when he heard that there were guests inside, he stopped outside the tent.

At this place and at this hour, a full moon above his head was bright and spotless, and in the not-so-sultry night wind in the western region, he thought of someone sweating pitifully when it was inopportune.

Song Beiming smiled wryly and realized that it was no longer possible for him to be alone like before, and his weakness was like the bright moon hanging in the sky, which had been clearly revealed.

Song Beiming heard that guests were being seen off in the tent.

As a new customer, it's not suitable for him to stare at other customers carefully, so Song Beiming didn't look back.

However, "Kurong", who seemed to be pulled by a thousand machine thread, felt it one step ahead of him.He looked back suddenly, and before he realized it, his steps had already moved forward, and he even couldn't help raising the tent higher, so that those who came out would not have to bow their heads.

Song Beiming lowered his head to look in, Yan Xi looked up and went out, the two of them suddenly met their eyes.

Only Song Beiming's hand holding the tent was separated from each other.

It was so close that Song Beiming could hold someone in his arms as long as he stretched out his hand.