Li Yi lay down and fell asleep as the drillers' chants sounded faintly.
Yao Chong was a little drunk. The alcohol was too strong.
He couldn't fall asleep lying down, so he sat up. The stars were bright in the night sky. It was the second day of the third month, and there was no moon in the sky.
He turned to look at the wall beside him. The other three walls had canvas curtains that were tied with ropes.
The fourth wall was the cabin of a six-wheeled carriage. He and Li Yi slept on both sides of the carriage.
He wanted to enter the carriage to take a look, but Li Yi didn't let him in, saying that it had to be disinfected.
This was the first time Bi Goo had been rejected repeatedly. He wanted to eat hot dishes, ask about the palace, and make sure that Li Yi didn't leave any clues.
He wasn't even allowed to look in the carriage, let alone sleep in it.
Oh, and he wanted to continue drinking, but he was stopped and stopped.
Bi Goo didn't know that he had the same problem as Pei Yaoqing. He wanted to compare himself to Li Yi.
Pei Yaoqing was a child, while Bi Goo was a 20-year-old Jinshi. He wrote an essay at the age of six. That wasn't a primary school diary.
With such talent, Bi Gou felt that he was being bullied.
Drinking and chatting, Li Yi would agree with him. When he didn't say anything, Li Yi would talk to him about everything.
The key was that Li Yi didn't take the lead in the conversation. Whatever he said, Li Yi would follow. If Li Yi took the lead, he would continue.
It was comfortable to chat. Thinking back, it was comfortable because the person he was chatting with knew more than him and had been cooperating with him.
The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't fall asleep. Bi Goo got out of bed, put on his clothes, and looked for a place with light.
Under two lanterns hanging on the tree, he saw the Winged Knights standing guard.
One person, holding a bow with the tail of an arrow on the string, was motionless. Only his head was looking back and forth.
Bi Goo heard the sound of footsteps. Within the range of the lanterns, Bi Goo saw that it was the people he had brought with him. Five people carrying lanterns patrolling the area.
The sound of patrolling footsteps made everyone feel at ease. Bi Goo was happy. Look, the people he brought along were also outstanding.
He went forward to greet them. When the five men saw him, they immediately saluted, "Magistrate."
"It's good that you all thought of helping to patrol the night." Bi Goo praised.
The vice squad leader smiled bitterly and said honestly, "The Winged Knights forced us to patrol at night so that they can have a better rest."
"Can they order you around?" Bi Goo felt that the Winged Knights did not have the right to order them around.
"It's not an order. It's a bet. Look at my face, it's already stunned. They're strong and fast." The vice squad leader pointed at his face.
Bi Goo took a closer look. His temples and the corners of his eyes were bruised.
The Non-commissioned Officer beside him said one after another.
"They were merciful. When they hit someone, they changed their knuckles to their palms. Otherwise, there would be a big swelling."
"Later on, they used a new crossbow. It's fast to load and strong. Most importantly, they shot accurately."
"We can't do arm wrestling or weighted push-ups."
"Since we lost the bet, we had no choice but to take turns patrolling the area."
Bi Goo sighed when he heard that. "They're playing tricks on you. If you can't order them around, they'll bet. How do you train on a daily basis? How do they train? "
Bi Goo understood. The people he brought along could not say anything even though they were being schemed against.
If the prefectural soldiers were better than the Winged Knights, why would His Majesty choose the Winged Knights as his private army?
The Winged Knights were the best of the best. Their daily meals were also different from the rest.
He waved his hand and the five men continued to patrol.
He went to the person on guard. When the person saw him nodding, he ignored him.
"You're standing alone. Aren't you afraid of being ambushed? There have to be at least two people. If something happens, the other person will warn you. "Bi Goo said.
The Non-commissioned Officer on guard hesitated for a moment and replied, "I'm the open sentry."
Bi Goo immediately looked around for the hidden sentry. After looking around, he did not find him.
He lowered his voice. "Where is he?"
The other person hesitated again and looked up at the lantern.
Bi Goo looked up as well. When the lantern lit up, he saw the shadow of a hand on the branch where the lantern was hung.
"Good idea." Bi Goo praised.
The person was hiding on the branch above the lantern. Normal people would feel uncomfortable staring at the lantern at night.
Not to mention seeing what was above the lantern.
Bi Goo smiled and continued to look for a place to stroll.
Listening to the sound of the horn, they arrived at the drilling site.
There were more lanterns here. The people who were hired to work there were shirtless as they pushed the platform around.
There were two big pots on the side. The water in one pot was boiling, and a smell wafted over.
The water in the other pot was not moving. Four people dressed in farmer's clothes were guarding it.
"Take a break for this batch. Change ten people." The farmer shouted at this time.
The person pushing the wooden pole stopped and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand. The other ten people took his place and continued to push.
The rack had weight. It pressed down on the drill pipe. Only the round file at the bottom could exert force on the soil. Otherwise, it would spin around on a flat surface.
When people pushed, they needed to exert force.
The ten people who were replaced could see that their muscles were trembling slightly. It was a reaction to using too much force for a long time.
The farmer served soup for the ten people. Half a bowl of wild vegetable and egg soup. He then scooped water from another pot and mixed it together.
At this temperature, it was no problem to drink it in small sips.
"This is cold water?" Bi Goo was also a little thirsty. It was the aftereffect of drinking.
"Cold water. You can't drink it raw, especially when mixed into hot soup." The farmer said as he served the next person.
"Give me a bowl." Bi Goo looked at the others slurping and wanted to swallow his saliva. He found that his throat was dry.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand. However, the farmer did not give it to him and continued to serve the people who had just rested.
Ten bowls were filled. The eleventh bowl was finally handed to him.
"This old man is an official, a second-ranked official." Bi Goo took a sip of the soup. He felt comfortable and emphasized his status.
"You are the Henan Magistrate, not the Capital Magistrate. You can't control me." The farmer did not care.
"If this old man goes back and becomes the Capital Magistrate, let's see if you still dare to give me the last bowl?" Bi Goo looked angry.
"I still give it to you last because you are an official. If I give it to you, what will the other people think? Won't the Censorate impeach you? "
The farmer said calmly to Bi Goo.
They were not afraid. They followed Dongzhu. Everything was handled by Dongzhu. Who cares about being an official?
"Haha!" Bi Goo laughed and drank two more mouthfuls of soup, "You are indeed unusual. You rejected me, yet you can make me feel good."
He discovered that the Winged Knights and the farmer had something different about them.
The farmer looked like he could casually pick any one of them to be the steward of a small Zhuangzi.
"Can you read?" Bi Goo asked.
"I can write a thousand words. The words aren't good looking, but I can understand a few thousand words." The farmer replied.
"Can you use counting tokens?" Bi Goo asked again.
"I can only calculate the accounts of some transactions. I don't need counting tokens. I can only do mental calculations." The farmer explained his progress in mathematics.
"Two liters of rice is three coins. How much is three stones of rice?" Bi Goo suddenly asked a question.
The farmer squinted his eyes and muttered, "Three divided by two is 1.5. 1.5 multiplied by ten is 15. 15 multiplied by ten is 150. 150 multiplied by three is 450."
"450 coins." The farmer replied.
Bi Goo was puzzled. What was he muttering?
He turned around and asked the other farmer, "Two liters of rice is five coins. How much is five stones of rice?"
The farmer muttered, "Five multiplied by one hundred is 500. Five divided by two is 2.5. 500 multiplied by 2.5 is 1,250."
The last number was very loud, indicating that it was this number.
Bi Goo noticed that the two of them were muttering different numbers.
He was about to ask for more details when the person digging the well suddenly shouted, "There's water, there's water."
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