ebookland Chapter 326 Support Personnel Arrive in Northern Desert
Chapter 326 Support Personnel Arrive in Northern Desert
Wen Qilin asked, "Who is it? Do you know?"
Gatekeeper Xiao He: "They say it's the Zhou family from the capital, five people."
The Zhou family!
It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. They had just mentioned the school when the teacher arrived. It was like a pillow being delivered to someone who was just dozing off. What a wonderful thing!
Wen Qilin said to everyone, "Everyone, get busy! Our teacher has arrived. Let's try to build the school as soon as possible so that the children can start studying. Of course, everyone needs to learn to read as well. In the future, in addition to practicing martial arts, everyone will also need to learn to read."
He looked at the young men present and continued, “When you come back from the battlefield, what if the emperor gives you an official position? If you can’t even read, how will you write memorials? Don’t tell me you have a secretary to do it for you. Even if someone else does it for you, you still need to know how to do it yourself. Don’t let anyone fool you. Wouldn’t it be a waste of the merits you worked so hard to gain? Everyone, don’t you agree?”
Learning to read? Practicing martial arts? Becoming an official?
These events, when put together, sounded like a dream to the villagers present. Recent events made everyone feel like they were living in a beautiful dream every day. It felt very different from before. In the past, they lived one day at a time, but now they looked forward to every day and couldn't wait for the days to pass. They always felt that good days were just around the corner, and everyone's morale was rising day by day.
Without thinking twice, everyone shouted in unison, "Yes, the village chief is right!"
Some young men even chanted a slogan: "Follow the village chief! The village chief is our backbone!"
The rest of them chanted together: "Village Chief—Our Backbone—"
The sound traveled far and wide from Sihe Mountain, and the spirits of everyone also infected the surrounding trees and flowers, making the spring atmosphere stronger and stronger. "The year's plan starts in spring" is a saying that can be applied anywhere.
Wen Qilin and Wen Qiyuan mounted their horses and galloped towards the camp gate.
Xiao He, the gatekeeper, hurriedly followed.
I must commend Lord Hu of the yamen. The supplies provided by the yamen included horses and carriages. Regardless of what imperial orders the yamen received, at least in terms of supplies, it was quite impressive. From weapons and food to horses and all the equipment needed for training, although the quantity was not large, at least everything was prepared, so at least we didn't start from scratch.
On this basis, the wealthy families of Mobei City, led by the Wei and Ye families, also donated some supplies to the Northern District camp, providing them with everything they needed for food, clothing, and daily necessities. The reason given was to encourage everyone to train hard on the battlefield, fight the enemy, defend the border of Zhongzhao Kingdom, and drive the foreign tribes out of the border as soon as possible.
Just as Wen Qilin and his brother rushed out of the mountains, another group of people arrived at the camp gate.
This group of people was almost unbearable to look at; they were missing arms or legs, blind or deaf—they were practically a bunch of disabled people.
However, despite their physical disabilities, the group of dozens of people had very energetic facial expressions, straight backs, and eyes looking straight ahead. They appeared to be organized, disciplined, and orderly.
The group stopped a dozen or so feet from the camp. A tall, burly man with a full beard, leaning on a cane, came to the camp gate and asked, "Is Master Wen here? We would like to see Master Wen."
At this time, there were several elderly men guarding the gatehouse, led by Uncle He. There was also a young man named Xiao He, who had just gone into the mountains to inform Wen Qilin and had not yet returned.
Uncle He, the doorman, was initially afraid that the people who came would cause trouble. Although these dozens of people were disabled, they seemed to have a very strong fighting spirit when they were together, which made people not dare to underestimate them.
Uncle He remembered the village chief's words: no matter who the visitor is, we should first be courteous and then resort to force.
He mustered his courage and asked, "Who are you? What business do you have with Master Wen?"
The tall, burly man said in a deep voice, "We are retired veterans, and we would like to ask Mr. Wen to give us a chance."
Uncle He was about to answer when he heard the clatter of horses galloping behind him. He looked back and saw that their village chief and second village chief had arrived. Strange, why hadn't Xiao He come back with them? That kid was slacking off during his shift. He would have to report to the village chief later.
Actually, Uncle He misunderstood Xiao He. Xiao He wasn't slacking off; he was still chasing after him. How could the old horse given by the yamen outrun the horses of Wen Qilin and his brother?
The horse that Xiao He was riding was given to him by the government; it was just an ordinary old horse that pulled a cart, old and with little stamina.
The horses that Wen Qilin and his brother were riding grew up breathing spiritual energy and eating spiritual herbs in Wenwen's space. When these two horses ran, ordinary horses couldn't catch up with them at all, let alone old horses. So, at this moment, Xiao He was still on his way back to his post.
"Shut up!"
The Wen brothers dismounted about ten feet away from the entrance.
The two brothers saw the situation at the door from afar, exchanged a glance, and then greeted each other separately.
Wen Qilin walked towards the Zhou family, "Uncle Zhou, you've arrived."
"Nephew."
"Uncle Wen".
They had spent a few days together in the side hall of Zhou Taifu's courtyard, so they were all familiar with each other.
These people were the ones who saw us off at the city gate.
Standing at this moment were Uncle Zhou and the few people behind him. They were the first group of people from the Zhou family to arrive here. Although they were travel-worn and exhausted, their eyes were full of energy.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with the others, Wen Qilin saw that the gatekeepers had already brought out several carriages and said, "Uncle Zhou, my nephews, please get in the carriages and wait a moment."
After leading the group onto the carriage, Wen Qilin strode toward the group of retired veterans.
......
Wen Qiyuan was catching up with the veterans when he said, "Brothers, you're all here."
The tall, burly man at the head of the group, his eyes red-rimmed, said, "Second Master, we've finally met you."
The others also surrounded Wen Qiyuan. It was clear that they were all former comrades-in-arms, good partners who had fought side by side on the battlefield and entrusted each other with their backs. They were a group of good comrades with flesh and blood.
Wen Qiyuan patted the shoulder of a young man next to him who was missing an arm and sighed, "Shanzi, you seem to be doing well. You even look quite taller. Are you getting used to it?"
Shanzi chuckled and said, "Second Master, I'm only missing an arm, it's nothing. I heard from Commander Wang that you needed help, so we all thought about it and came to find you on our own initiative."
Everyone chimed in with their own comments.
"Second Master, although I am blind in one eye, my hearing is still very good. I can keep watch for you at night."
"Second Master, although my leg is lame and I can't run fast on the ground, I'm still good at horsemanship. I can teach new recruits. Do you think I can be of any help?"
"Second Master, I..."
"..."
These people spoke with such sincerity that Wen Qiyuan's nose tingled with emotion, and Wen Qilin, who was walking over, had tears welling up in his eyes.
Comrade, comrade, beneath these simple words lies a heart that warms the soul.
Wen Qilin strode up to the men: "Yes, they're all useful talents..."
Before he could finish speaking, the group of people all looked at Wen Qilin, and they all held back their tears and bowed to him in greeting.
"...Master, it's great to finally see you."
"Sir, we still wish to follow you..."
"My lord, I can still go to the battlefield..."
"Me too, I can too..."