Since July of the ninth year of Chongzhen (1636), Bofu Port has been busy.

In addition to the normal merchant ships entering the port and going to the customs to pay taxes, a large number of troop carriers docked one after another, and groups of soldiers disembarked and landed, and there was an endless stream. Every day, a number of boats come to Bofu from Shandong and Taiwan, and young people with Guanzhong accents talk about this new city that refreshes their three views, excitedly pointing at the lively wharf, neat cement buildings, and road surfaces, and the beautiful railroad makes them even more amazed - this comfortable means of transportation is no less than the masses in the old time and space to see the subway for the first time.

In a Guanzhong accent, Xiang Yu is an alternative, he is a native of Changping, an authentic imperial city root. Among this group, Shaanxi people are the majority, and he and several people from Gyeonggi are in the minority. He is a character who is not stingy, even in the face of the Shaanxi Yankees who are in a group, he does not fall behind in open and secret battles, and after more than half a year of hard work, he has been mixed into the list of the first batch of reserve officers sent to Lingao for training.

Xiang Yu looked at everything he saw after going ashore, and was glad in his heart: he wanted to run away at the beginning, but fortunately he didn't run away. Brother Zhu is right, joining the Qiong Navy is a decision that is enough to change his fate.

Since he went to the big island called Taiwan, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes: in the past, in Changping, he planted a few acres of watered land, although there have been no major disasters in recent years, and the harvest is acceptable, but the government has paid a lot of taxes and is pressing, and life has been forced to be out of breath. After being caught by the Tartars, he was pushed into the abyss of despair. I thought it would be worse to be sent to Taiwan, but I didn't expect it to be the beginning of a better life, Xiang Yu grew up so old or the first time to eat well, and I didn't expect to be a soldier and have silver - this is the first time in his life that he has seen white flowers of silver, and he has never even seen a string of copper plates before. When he came to the Qiongzhou Mansion that Brother Zhu said, its prosperity and liveliness were even more than he imagined.

I'm afraid that the capital where the emperor lives is nothing more than that, right? Xiang Yu thought enviously.

According to the instructions of the superiors, they should have someone to pick them up after they got off the ship, and they just had to wait where they were. But a few Shaanxi people around Xiang Yu saw the bustle of the streets along the wharf, and they couldn't hold back, and encouraged each other to walk along the street.

Someone took the lead, and everyone seemed to have found an excuse and a reason, and they rushed into the streets. Xiang Yuben didn't want to squeeze forward, but he was pushed by the people behind him, and walked all the way inland along the street.

The shops along the way are full of all kinds of goods, dazzling, so that these soil buns can't take their eyes off it, where have you seen this rare thing in northern Shaanxi that has been fighting for many years? Although Xiang Yu grew up around the capital, he had never entered the capital, and at this time, Changping was only a remote prefecture and county, and his knowledge was not much better than these people.

After walking through a few shops, a shop with "Cuiyun Building" attracted everyone's attention: on the window on the second floor, there were several girls dressed in flowers, with rouge on their faces, looking at them with a smile on their faces, and a middle-aged woman at the door downstairs who still had charm stepped forward to greet with a smile: "Uncle, you seem to have come back from the sea, and you have worked hard all the way, why don't you come in and have a glass ......of wine, listen to music, and relieve fatigue" Xiang Yu and the others are reserves, and they are not wearing military uniforms, just gray-brown short clothes, It looks like a guy returning from the sea on a merchant ship, so it's no wonder that the bustard looks away.

The first few people looked at the girl upstairs, their eyes were straight, and they almost drooped. Xiang Yu is no better, he has never been in close contact with a young woman, smelling the fragrance of fat powder wafting in the wind, listening to the voice of Yingying Yanyan, his face is red, he can't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and he feels that there is a fire burning in his belly. Nearly twenty years of singleton life has made him have no resistance to the opposite sex, not to mention the young girl upstairs, even the half-old in front of him can make him cranky.

A well-informed person reacted, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Isn't this a kiln?" ”

It's no wonder that they are slow to react, a group of dicks who couldn't eat enough half a year ago, how can they have the opportunity to contact this kind of service industry? Most people don't know.

But knowing that you know, how can a young man with strong blood resist a gentle attack? The girls called a few times, the bustard pulled a few times, and many people followed the bustard inside. They have been tunding for more than half a year, and they have silver to take, and they still have some silver in their hands, so it seems that it is okay to visit the kiln.

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the street. A group of soldiers dressed in uniform trotted over, and an officer led by him looked left and right, locked on Xiang Yu and the others, and rushed straight over.

The old bustard looked suspiciously as the officer rushed over with people, and after determining that the target was his "Cuiyun Tower", he hurriedly put on a humble smile and asked, "What does the military master command?" ”

The officer waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with you, go back and do your business, but these people are from the Joan Navy, they can't go in, they must be taken away by me!" ”

The old bustard was shocked: "It turns out that these are people from your side, Master Jun, they really don't know Taishan, and they almost offend ......"

Seeing that it was further to be a gentle township, but he was stopped, feeling like he was poured a basin of cold water on his head, and the first few people were very unhappy, staring at the officer and asking: "What are you from, why are you blocking the foreheads from going in and being happy?" ”

Xiang Yu's eyes were sharp, and he recognized that this was Zhu Jinhu, who persuaded him to join the Qiong Navy, and hurriedly greeted: "Brother Zhu, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm Xiang Yu from Changping!" ”

Zhu Jinhu glanced at him and said with a smile: "You are also fooling around with these guys?" Hurry up and get out! ”

After Xiang Yu got out of the "kiln army" and retreated to the street, Zhu Jinhu looked at the few people who were staring at him with his head raised and replied: "I am the instructor of the ninth year of the Ma Yuan Army Branch, and together with the other twelve instructors, I am responsible for the training of your batch of students. ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, shrunk their necks, and didn't dare to say anything more. Several of the leading thorns felt that they couldn't hold their faces, and continued to shout: "You are Tunding in Tainan City, and your hometown is from northern Shaanxi, so it's not your turn to point fingers." provoked Lao Tzu, and slapped his ass back to northern Shaanxi......"

Zhu Jinhu smiled and said coldly: "When you enter the army and get the salary, you have to abide by the rules of the army. Today, I will let you see the military discipline of the Qiong Navy, which can be regarded as your first lesson when you come to the military academy. He waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, "Enforcement of military discipline: entering the Qinglou without authorization, ten military sticks; Disobedience to orders, ten military sticks. These babbling guys, each with twenty military sticks, and then dragged back to the military school! ”