Gu Qing felt a crisis that had never happened quietly.

There was no sign, it was just intuition. It was obviously Li Longji who was worried and sent a cruel official to restrain him, but he just felt uneasy.

So before the cruel officials arrived in Anxi, Gu Qing had to finish the work that had been slowly drawing in one go.

He was worried that after the cruel official came to Anxi, he pointed his fingers and pushed down all the changes he had made over the past year. At that time, Gu Qing was passive, not to mention that An Lushan was about to raise an army. Everything Gu Qing did was to deal with the future entry into the pass and serve the king. If all the cruel official denied it, when the troubled times came, Gu Qing could only be a piece of duckweed in the craze and could no longer change his destiny.

After the military order was issued, that night, Chen Tian led 5,000 cavalrymen to leave the camp quietly and headed north.

A general in the camp found that Shentian's troops were invaded, but no one dared to ask. Whenever a large army was invaded, it was usually a task. The generals were all military men. Don't ask what they knew they shouldn't ask.

Everything was going in full swing, and the entire camp was busy overnight.

Li Siye stared with his red eyes and cursed and led Mo Dao's hands to run around in the camp. No matter what size the camp, he saw the camp tent, and when he met a strong and burly man, he would bring him over without hesitation. He first looked at his arms and legs, and finally looked at his waist and abdomen and teeth. He almost looked like a chicken and swung back. When the Mo Dao camp wanted it, the brigade coach was unhappy and went to complain to Mr. Gu, and I just wanted someone.

It is an extremely difficult task to gather 3,000 Mo Dao Hands within three days. Even if the conditions are reduced, there are still very few people in the camp of tens of thousands of people who can be Mo Dao Hands. Li Siye is a natural tank-type warrior. Mo Dao Camp will be led by him in the future, so he can no longer lower the standards.

In contrast, it was even more difficult for Chang Zhong to collect five thousand magic shooters, and he almost committed suicide and apologized.

In an army, sharpshooters are an indispensable branch of troops. This type of person is a rare treasure in the army. They belong to the archery army, but they are also detached from the archery army. Whenever the war is critical, or when the enemy is negligent, the role of sharpshooters is highlighted. A cold arrow god goes straight to the enemy general without knowing it. Sometimes an arrow can even determine the outcome of a war.

So there is an old saying that has been passed down until a thousand years later? “Open guns are easy to hide, but hidden arrows are difficult to prevent.”

For the sharpshooter? This old saying is the highest praise.

It would be great if there were more than a dozen sharpshooters in an army of tens of thousands of people? It was not a ten-ring target hitting half a bucket of water from the eight-ring? But the sharpshooter who hits the ten-ring red heart every time.

But Gu Qing's order to Chang Zhong was to gather 5,000 sharp shooters.

Chang Zhong dared to swear by the titles of his ancestors and clans of the old Chang family that even if he counted all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, he might not be able to gather 5,000 sharp shooters? Mr. Gu's military order clearly wanted his life.

What made Chang Zhong even more puzzled was that what did the Marquis want five thousand magic shooters to do? I hope they can shoot the enemy from a distance during the two armies?... It's too naive.

After working hard all day, Chang Zhong was almost crazy and simply followed the ancients' appearance, kneeling outside Gu Qing's tent with his upper body bare and one knee, as if he was carrying a thorn to apologize.

If you play according to the routine, Gu Qing should run out barefoot at this time and help Chang Zhong up with a careless look on his face. He made sincere criticism and self-criticism with each other, and finally the generals and generals reunite? He spoke happily and passed it on to the eternal story.

However, Gu Qing never plays according to the routine.

Han Jie reported to Chang Zhong when he was kneeling outside? Gu Qing was barbecuing meat in the coach's tent at that time? Hearing this, he said, "I planned to bake the meat and go out to help Chang Zhong up. After all, Chang Zhong kneels for a while and kneels for a while, but it will be bad if the meat is roasted for a while, and the consequences are relatively serious.

But the meat was so delicious after being roasted. Gu Qing couldn't help but take a bite, and his mouth was full of oil. Then he felt that he was missing something when he had eaten the barbecue. So he took a small jar of wine, one sip of wine and one sip of meat. He ate eighty-point full and seventy-point drunk. Finally, he felt dizzy and fell asleep.

Han Jie saw that Gu Qing was just drinking and eating meat, and ignored Chang Zhong outside, and thought that the Marquis was deliberately beating Chang Zhong, so he was very sensible and did not remind him.

It was already midnight when he woke up. Gu Qing opened his eyes and felt that he had forgotten something. When he was about to recall it, a surge of urination came. Gu Qing ran out barefoot to facilitate his convenience. He opened the curtain of the handsome tent and found that Chang Zhong was still kneeling outside the handsome tent.

Now Gu Qing finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Chang Zhong was already shaking his knees, tears couldn't stop flowing, thinking that Gu Qing was completely disappointed with him and had already planned to give up on him, otherwise why didn't he see Gu Qing following the routine to help him up?

Seeing Gu Qing running out barefoot in the middle of the night, Chang Zhong, a man seven-foot tall, burst into tears.

"Mr. Marquis, I will disappoint you!"

Gu Qing's old face turned red, and then his thoughts returned to the old question.

Chang Zhong kneels for a while and then kneels down again, but the consequences are very serious if you hold it in for a long time. A boy with two lifetimes must take good care of his body.

"Stop! I'll cry later. I'll go do something and come back soon." After that, Gu Qing rushed to the back of the coach's tent.

After a rapid sound of rain hitting banana leaves, Gu Qing returned with satisfaction and breathed a long sigh.

Sitting cross-legged on the sand, Gu Qing and Chang Zhong face to face.

"Don't kneel down, sit down first, move your muscles and bones, otherwise your legs will be ruined."

Chang Zhong knelt from afternoon to midnight, and his heroic sadness was wiped out. Hearing this, he sat happily on the sand, rubbing his numb legs, and screaming like a pig.

Gu Qing looked at him sympathetically and sighed: "Why are you saying that you are doing this? Whether you admit your mistake or apologize, isn't it okay to sit in front of me and say it calmly? He insisted on carrying a few broken wooden sticks on his upper body. Although there are men in the camp, you are really unfair to look like you are kneeling outside the handsome tent. Those who don't know think you are coming to serve me, and how can you be so suffocated..."

Chang Zhong was shocked.

Good... the fresh and unrestrained mind makes people feel numb. Even the standard routine of carrying thorns and apologizing for some reason was a little ashamed.

So Chang Zhong looked around and looked around.

"What are you looking for?"

Chang Zhong's cheeks twitched and he whispered: "I want to wear a dress..."

"No need, just stay naked. I feel ashamed at this time. What did you do? Ah, General Chang is good in shape and full of muscles..." Gu Qing praised.

Chang Zhong covered his chest with shamelessness: "Mr. Marquis, let Mo Jiang put on his clothes... it's a bit cold."

Gu Qing pulled a special large bathrobe from the handsome tent and threw it to him. The two big men didn't look a little normal until then.

"Tell me, why are you so pretentious about apologizing for guilt?"

Chang Zhong lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry to the Marquis, five thousand sharp shooters... I really can't get it all."

"Is it possible to catch 5,000 strong men in the camp?"

Chang Zhong was stunned: "'Catch it casually'?"

Gu Qing nodded affirmatively: "Catch it whatever you want."

"Mr. Marquis, how can you catch a sharpshooter at will? The talent of wearing Yang in a hundred steps is given by your parents. Our Anxi Army has tens of thousands of people. It would be great if we can get a total of ten sharpshooters. It is impossible to get a five thousand. Marquis is really embarrassed."

Gu Qing sighed, "You, you are such a pig-brained person, even stupider than a pig. Li Siye is such a stupid guy, so he asked him to collect three thousand Mo Daoshi, and he got half of it in a day. He is smarter than you. No matter whether he has talent or not, he will gather people first. The important thing is not the sharpshooter, but the quota. Do you understand? The sharpshooter will be said to the outside world in the future. There will be five thousand people."

Chang Zhong became increasingly puzzled: "Why did the Marquis suddenly rush to expand the sharpshooting camp? Even if it is expanded, you can't find some useless guys to make up for it."

"Just like building a house, lay the foundation, first build the overall frame of the house, and then slowly ramming the earth and laying bricks. These five thousand useless guys are the frames. All I want at the moment is the frame. After the frame is completed, they can be eliminated, and then slowly organize those who really have some shooting skills into the sharp shooting camp. Do you understand?"

"The last general still doesn't understand why the Marquis is so anxious. It is a slow work to practice a sharpshooting camp, and it's hard to be impatient."

Gu Qing sighed, "I can't be in a hurry, because trouble is coming soon. You will know in a few days. I want to build the frame before the trouble comes. Is it the same military order to gather 5,000 magic camps in three days. Can I do it?"

Chang Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "If the Marquis only wants some guys who are just filling in the numbers, you can get this done within half a day."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Then it will be half a day. I will wait for you to come to the court to hand over the order tomorrow afternoon."

After pondering for a moment, Gu Qing's eyes flashed and he suddenly said, "Wait for me..."

As he said that, Gu Qing got up and entered the handsome tent, and soon took a piece of paper and handed it to Chang Zhong.

Chang Zhong took it, put the dim torch outside the tent, looked carefully, and found that there was a slender tube drawn on the paper. The tube had a plan and a sectional view, which indicated the specific length of the tube and the diameter of the hollow section.

Chang Zhong was confused and said, "Marty, what is this?"

Gu Qingmu noted the drawing and said slowly: "I thought about the things I had figured out in my spare time. I wonder if the blacksmiths in the Western Regions could create such iron pipes. The iron pipes should be made of refined iron. The inner wall must be smooth and straight, and there is no trace of bend or unevenness. Do blacksmiths in the Western Regions have this skill?"

Chang Zhong gestured for a moment and hesitated: "To build this thing, you probably need extraordinary skills. Iron pipes are easy to make, so just make a mold. However, the Marquis requires that the inner wall be as smooth as a mirror and not allow a trace of concave and convexity and bending. This is very difficult. An old blacksmith who has been working on iron for half his life can probably build it. Such talents are not easy to find."

Gu Qing was not surprised and said, "Help me pay attention. If necessary, you can send a few people back to Chang'an to search and find someone who can build this pipe as soon as possible. I want more than one iron pipe, but many, many, and a large amount. One or two blacksmiths may not be able to deal with it."

Chang Zhong said curiously: "What is the use of the Marquis creating this thing?"

Gu Qing sighed with a complicated expression: "I thought of a novel thing that I came up with a long time ago. I always feel that the timing is wrong and I may become a common man who is guilty of possessing a treasure. But now I can do some preparations slowly. When it is done, I will definitely scare you."

Chang Zhong grinned: "The Marquis can't scare Mo Jiang. Mo Jiang crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and he is very brave."

Gu Qing sneered: "Ha, I'm brave but I'm still covering my chest. Are you shy or afraid that I'll molest you?... By the way, General Chang's muscles are really adorable. How do you practice them? Let me introduce your advanced experience."

"Marty, don't, don't do this..."

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Half a month later, the Censor Pei Zhounan arrived in Ren Anxi.

Early in the morning, a scout from the guards came to the camp to report. Gu Qing nodded and said he knew, but he did not go out to meet him because it was not in accordance with the rules.

Gao Xianzhi was the governor of the first town, and Gu Qing was the deputy governor and the young prince. He was a second-rank senior official and theoretically on par with the prime minister of the dynasty. Pei Zhounan was just a seventh-rank censor. There was no reason why the superiors took the initiative to welcome the subordinates in the officialdom. It was said that they would become a laughing stock if they were out.

Interestingly, according to the scouts, the seventh-rank censor had a very arrogant attitude. He was obviously a sesame official, but he brought a team of more than a thousand people on this trip, including personal guards and army, which made him look like the dowry prepared by Li Longji for Pei Zhounan.

Gu Qing asked someone to go to the city to tell Gao Xianzhi, and then practiced with the soldiers on the school ground. Halfway through the training, the personal guards came to report that Pei Zhounan had already arrived outside the gate of the camp and asked to see Mr. Gu.

Gu Qing nodded and asked again: "Is Gao Jie handsome here?"

The guard said, "I haven't seen him leave the city."

Gu Qing quickly figured it out that Pei Zhounan must have brought an imperial edict today. The imperial edict was mostly to transfer Gao Xianzhi from Anxi. Anyway, he was leaving, so there was no need to see this little censor.

Gu Qing sighed. Gao Xianzhi could ignore Pei Zhounan, but he couldn't. He might have to fight wits and courage with this censor in the future. Today's first side is better to be polite.

So Gu Qing left the school ground and walked towards the commander's tent, and ordered his personal guards to invite Pei Zhounan into the camp, and the commander's tent met.

Sitting in the handsome tent before she had time to change her clothes, Pei Zhounan arrived outside the handsome tent.

Only then did Gu Qing lift the curtain of the handsome tent and welcome him out.

What caught my eyes was a thin, expressionless middle-aged man, about thirty or forty years old, with a little dark face, narrow eyes, fierce eyes, and a fierce look. His whole face looked quite handsome, but he always gave people the impression that he was not a good person.

Gu Qing's smile remained unchanged, and he stepped forward and said, "Civil Pei arrived in Anxi, but Gu has never come far away to welcome him. Censor Pei is forgiven."

Pei Zhounan still had the expression without any expression, and said in a plain tone: "Pei Zhounan, the Censor, pay homage to Mr. Gu."

Gu Qing smiled and said, "Censor Pei doesn't have to be too polite. In the future, you and I will work together in Anxi, and we will be less polite to each other and meet each other every day. It's too troublesome to worship each other."

Pei Zhounan said lightly: "Etiquette cannot be abolished. It is inevitable that people will hold on to the handle. It is very unwise to lose the big one because of the small one."

Gu Qing blinked, quickly digested his words, and then smiled and said, "Gu has prepared good wine and good dishes to welcome the emperor Pei, and the emperor Pei is invited."
To be continued...