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Chapter 47: Each has a ghost

"Look! Let's put the yellow list!"

"What have you written?"

"It seems to be the military list for recruiting soldiers."

"Ah? Could it be that Xuanjia Army?"

The people on the streets of Xuancheng were attracted by the yellow list that had just been released. The people standing in the inner circle read the yellow list carefully, and the people surrounding the outer circle kept squeezing inside, and couldn't help but shout, "What are you writing?"

"It is written that the Xuanjia Army needs more passionate men to join the army and defend their country!" Everyone was attracted by a loud voice. When the people looked up, Xuan Shaoning was standing a few steps away from the crowd, looking at them brightly. He knew that even the people in the capital didn't know much literacy. Instead of waiting for them to understand the words on the yellow list, it would be better to speak in person. Therefore, he chose the most lively release office near Qingxuan Gate in the Chinese people's area as his first recruitment station.

"Who is this person?"

"Look at his military uniform, he should be a member of the Xuanjia army."

For a moment, the people were a little confused when they saw such a sudden person.

"I am a member of the Xuanjia Army. The villagers and elders must have heard of the recovery of Yinzhou. We fought fiercely with the Xia Tang army for a day and a night, and many brothers were killed and injured, and finally took Yinzhou back from the hands of the enemy!"

"Yes! It's been ten years since I left my hometown and left my hometown for ten years." An elderly man couldn't help but cover his face and cry after hearing about the recovery of Yinzhou.

"This old man is from Yinzhou, so do I. Ten years ago, my home was occupied and my parents died in war. Now I can participate in this battle with my own hands and recover my home. How emotional it is to me."

"If my child is still here, I will definitely let him join your Xuanjia Army, which is a pity." The old man choked as he said, and kept wiping the tears at the corners of his eyes with his hands.

"You said just now that many people died in battle. Let us join the Xuanjia Army. Wouldn't we also let us die?" A young man shouted, which actually caused many people to nod in agreement.

Xuan Shaoning was a little surprised and hurriedly said, "How can there be no casualties when you go to the battlefield? However, the Xuanjia Army has always insisted on not making unnecessary sacrifices. After all, life is only once. What you have to learn after entering the military camp is all kinds of skills, those that can save your life. What's more, sacrificing for the country is the honor of being a soldier."

"How much is honor worth?"

"Entering the army was originally the way out for those poor people, so we don't have to rush to die!"

"That's right, no matter how you say it is, you're the capital. You can't get to the capital. We're still safe."

"I'd better let my child study hard, and entering the government is the right way!"

The lively crowd gradually dispersed. A few young people wanted to go up to sign up, but were pulled away by their parents or friends. This scene was really beyond Xuan Shaoning's expectations. He never expected such a scene. He never expected that the people in the capital would have such thoughts! Looking at the empty release of the results, a feeling of anger and sadness arose. Xuan Shaoning tightened his fists, turned around and found Qi Wantong standing not far away and witnessing everything.

The Gulanglong wine cup is filled with lilac wine, and the crystal clear color reveals a faint fragrance.

"This is a newly brewed wine from Leng Yuezhai, called Zhuhong." Qi Wantong pushed the wine cup to Xuan Shaoning.

Xuan Shaoning, who was very depressed, raised the wine cup and drank it all in a big mouthful. He beat the wine cup on the table hard, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Far away, it can calm people's minds."

"The Master Zhuo is really not inferior to that of a man. It is said that the incense is yellow, and it is rare to get a fragrance in a century, and this purple is second."

"Yes, the yellow fragrance is called ambergris. Only the dragon camphor wood in the hinterland of Jiaozhou for more than a hundred years can bear fruit. One fragrance is worth ten thousand gold. Unfortunately."

"It's a pity that it's only in Jiaozhou, and Jiaozhou is a territory of the Liang Dynasty. This ambergris has always been tributed to the Emperor of Liang Dynasty, so no one can imagine it!" Qi Diao Le Zheng opened his eyes and said angrily.

"After all, it's someone else's business, so King Khan doesn't have to do this."

"Why can't I snatch it up and become a thing of our country? It can be seen that Master Zhuo likes to make perfume."

"King Khan really intends to form an alliance with Xiliang?" Zhuo Lingyi clearly heard the frivolous intention in Qi Diaole's true words and changed the topic without any haste.

"Yan Tong wrote yesterday, and Roserrong was willing to consider it."

"How much does King Khan think of Xiliang sincerity?"

"In the past two years, we have suffered defeats against the Liang Dynasty. Now the Liang Dynasty is starting to expand the Xuanjia Army. This is not only a threat to us, but also to Xiliang! What's more, the two countries have a long history of hatred, and joining forces to deal with the Liang Dynasty is obviously the best way at present. If Luo Lirong is still a little brained, he should not refuse."

"But the people of Xiliang are cunning by nature, so we have to be careful."

"You don't need to remind me of this. I have already left a backup plan. In today's great struggle, there can only be one overlord. It's not his, the Basil Rong, nor the foolish Emperor Liang! Ling Yi, would you like to watch the arrival of that day with me?"
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