In terms of identity, Mi Fu was the uncle of Emperor Zhao Xu, of course, not the kiss, but the milk.

Why do you say so?

Mi Fu's mother, Yan, was the wet nurse of Emperor Shenzong, so Mi Fu was the milk brother of Emperor Shenzong. In terms of generation, he was the milk uncle of Emperor Zhao Xu. Although Emperor Shenzong did not take much care of Mi Fu. After Emperor Shenzong ascended the throne, he was given the position of proofreader. Later, for some reason, he did not continue to promote his childhood friend.

But it was not considered a bad treatment of Mi Fu. After all, the proofreader was an official of the Pavilion. An official from the Song Dynasty who was born in the Jinshi period and wanted to become a proofreader, a ninth-rank official, would have to go through three years and pass the exam every year before he was qualified to take the Pavilion Examination. Only after passing the exam can he enter the Zhi Secret Pavilion of the Secretary-General to become a proofreader.

Zhao Tingzhi was only qualified to take the Pavilion Examination for several years after he passed the Jinshi.

Logically speaking, Mi Fu's starting point was very high, but strangely, Mi Fu was not promoted much in the hands of Emperor Shenzong. Instead, his official position was getting lower and lower, and later he was sent to become a county magistrate by Emperor Shenzong. Perhaps he was implicated by Su Shi, after all, Mi Fu admired Su Shi as a well-known thing in the court.

Although he is not a serious emperor, he cannot ignore his elders, right?

With a lot of injustice, Mi Fu embarked on the journey north to fight against Liao. Of course, the first stop was not to go to Taiyuan, but to go to the blacksmith shop in the town to buy a suitable weapon.

When he met the owner of a blacksmith shop, he saw that Mi Fu was a good-looking man and thought he was a good customer, so he immediately explained to Mi Fu the treasure in his shop.

"This official, are you going to travel around the mountains and rivers, or wear them with you to attend the banquet?"

Mi Fu raised his head and felt offended. Did he look like a young man? Could it be that he can't kill the enemy and serve the country like this?

Mi Fu said melodiously, dragging his voice, "Join the army!"

The owner of the blacksmith shop was stunned for a while, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and laughed: "Official, you are joking. Why are you joining the army like this? Who will kill?"

A sense of unreasonable tyranny stirred up from Mi Fu's chest: "Loyal to the emperor and serve the country, kill Liao dogs!"

At this time, Mi Fu really felt like a descendant of the Mi family. It seemed as if the Mi family ancestors who fought with the Liao people on the battlefield in Hejian and Zhending, and were so majestic that they were brave and brave. Unfortunately, this was also his illusion, which others could not see. The blacksmith smiled and shook his head, sucked a few times in the air with his red nose, but hesitated and said, "Really?"

"It's true, can this be false?"

Mi Fu thought the blacksmith was a little talkative and said unhappy: "Blacksmith, you recommend one or two weapons for battlefield fighting to me. If it is easy, I will take care of your business and buy it now."

The blacksmith didn't care whether Mi Fu was true or not. Since Mi Fu wanted to buy it, he naturally had no reason to stop him. Besides, if you get the money, Mi Fu would regret it, but he wouldn't have a chance.

"Please look at this phoenix-mouthed knife. Although it is only thirty-five kilograms, it is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables with war horses. You only need one hundred jin."

“Too ugly!”

The reason Mi Fu said made the blacksmith a little angry. It was too ugly? What kind of reason is this? Aren’t you going to kill Liaogou? What does it matter if it is ugly or not? As long as you can kill someone, will it be done?

The blacksmith was a little suspicious of Mi Fu's character and pointed to another weapon and said, "The big iron spear can stab, swing, pick, and poke. It is the most convenient weapon for the general. It weighs only 30 kilograms, and only 60 s are collected."

Mi Fu took the weapon handed over by the blacksmith with both hands, held the iron spear and made a sprinting move, and smiled bitterly: "It's too heavy!"

Seeing that the blacksmith's face was not very good, Mi Fu explained: "I need a non-heavy and sharp weapon, which can easily kill the generals and kill the enemy without any effort."

"The green light sword weighs three pounds and six ounces, three feet and two inches long, and is made of high-quality steel and cooked iron. It only costs 120 ounces."

"Why are the weapons lighter but the prices are more expensive?"

Mi Fu felt that the blacksmith deliberately used inferior products as good people and used him as a fat sheep to slaughter him. He was a complete profiteer. But the problem was that he had never taken any weapons to get rid of them, and he could not tell what weapons were good or bad. He seemed to be a little rushing to make people deceive him.

"Official, look at the blade, the sword body, and the pattern like flowing water, is there a pleasing pleasure? Can this be an ordinary product? Besides, you speak with weight, but can the price of vegetables be the same as the price of meat?"

The blacksmith felt that Mi Fu came to make trouble on purpose and ruin his business. Although the green sword was not the sword of Zhao Zilong of Changshan, the materials were not easy to get. In addition, he devoted his enthusiasm, 120 swords were not expensive.

Besides, you need a sword that looks beautiful and beautiful when you look at it with a delicate skin, rather than a weapon that really makes you go into battle to kill the enemy.

The Song Dynasty would not have allowed Mi Fu to fight on the battlefield like this, but it was not enough. Of course, the blacksmith also had a worry. If he became a general and had soldiers like Mi Fu, he seemed to have only two ways to go, surrender and be killed. They were all dead. Despair and joy of the suona were the kind of desolation and misery that could cry bitterly.

Mi Fu hesitated. The reason why he hesitated was that he didn't bring enough money. Mi Fu was obsessed with calligraphy and went to buy copybooks if he had some money, Wang Xianzhi's "Mid-Autumn Post", Li Yong's "Duhe Want Ge Powder Post", Yan Zhenqing, Chu Suiliang, Ouyang Xun, as long as he liked copybooks, he always tried every means to buy them, and never asked about the price.

These expenses cannot be paid for just a few small money, so Mi Fu is often short of money and doesn't have much money on him.

The blue light sword must be unable to afford it, so I can only settle for the second best, and said with a dry smile: "Is there any cheaper one?"

"A paper cutter is only five yuan, this is cheap enough. Do you want it?"

"Can you stab someone to death?"

The blacksmith said that she didn't believe that Mi Fu would go to the battlefield and kill the enemy. It was obvious that she was a nerd. If the paper cutter could go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, what would you do if you had to do a mace? When you met a scholar who didn't know how to do an arts, you had to do an armed business. The blacksmith also had the feeling that it was too difficult to do business recently. She rolled her eyes and thought to just coax the fool: "Find the right place and go to the soft place of her belly, don't look at the small strength, speed, eyesight and wrists of the paper cutter, as long as you have a knife, one knife, one knife, it's very relaxing."

"I understand, the key depends on the right person to use it?"

"Officials know how to understand!"

The blacksmith did not expose it, and said in a silence of Mi Fu: "But cutting paper knives is not as good as kitchen knives..."

Mi Fu thought that the blacksmith was hostile to him. If he had brought a kitchen knife to the battlefield, would that be true?

Mi Fu chose a paper cutter and thought about going to the army. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable if he didn't stutter the food? He simply bought two bacon and a jar of pickles at the pickles shop. Then he hired a carriage to buy all the way to the capital. On the way, he remembered him as a southerner, who might not be able to stand the cold in the north, so he bought two robes.

Judging from the equipment he brought, he didn't seem to go to war, but he seemed to be fleeing or collecting corvee labor.

Anyway, I have never seen a master who joins the army and takes pickles to go there.

When he arrived in the capital, he was surprised to find an acquaintance.

The clan’s uncle, Mi Yun. A young and handsome young man stood beside him, and he told his own family: “I’m Xia Huarong.”

They waited for Mi Fu to come to the capital, but they had been delayed for a day. Seeing Mi Fu's big bags and small bags, they seemed to be about to escape. Mi Yun said unhappily: "Yuan Zhang, what are you doing?"

"With clothes, pickles, etc., I guess the army will definitely be hard-working. If you have shortage of food and clothing, you will be prepared."

Mi Fu naturally showed Mi Yun the treasure he bought all the way. The latter covered his face and really regretted why he spoke to Mi Fu before. This guy thought that going to war was a house-playing house? The Mi family is a family of generals, so why did such a pedantic thing come up with?

Hua Rong thoughtfully asked someone to take a sword and hand it over to Mi Fu: "Sir, please carry this sword with you, so you can use it as a defense."

Mi Fu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He finally avoided the dilemma of using a paper cutter to kill the enemy. As long as he held a three-foot green edge, the courage in his chest seemed to rise.

He still didn't understand why he was suddenly pulled down to the front line while doing a good job in Caihe transportation?

Hua Rong is hard to say, and Mi Yun is unwilling to say this.

However, Mi Fu suffered a lot with the marching team.

Hua Rong was escorting weapons and ammunition. The time was too tight, so he naturally didn't dare to neglect it. After everyone arrived, he set off immediately.

Mi Fu was not good at riding horses, so it was quite difficult to follow the team. Especially when he was unable to hike, he could only grit his teeth and follow the team to escort.

Half a month passed in a flash, and the team had passed Taiyuan for several days. Hua Rong even repeatedly promised that Fan Zhi was right in front of him, so that Mi Fu did not discourage halfway.

"Who is ahead!"

"Escort the supplies, Hua Rong, the captain in front of the hall."

"It turned out to be the Captain Hua. The Grand Marshal said, come and go to the city immediately."

In Fanzhi City, Li Kui and Gao Qiu were arguing about the expedition. Gao Qiu was worried that Li Kui had insufficient troops, so he asked Li Kui to take more soldiers. But what about Li Kui? He was worried that the rear was insufficient, so he left the 7,000 troops of the Feilian army's 10,000 infantrymen in Fanzhi. It was not that this army was not needed to fight, but Li Kui considered that the infantry's endurance was obviously not as strong as that of the cavalry, and the equipment was heavier, so he needed more pack horses.

However, Li Kui was allocated to the Imperial Guards on the Northern Line and Hedong Road.

It is no longer possible to provide enough pack horses for heavy infantry, and the heavy infantry in the Song Dynasty weighs about 60 pounds of infantry armor. With equipment and weapons, it is impossible for the soldiers to carry the march themselves. It is not impossible. If the distance is close, it can be done if it is ten miles or eight miles away. However, the result of consuming a lot of soldiers' physical strength is that on the battlefield, heavy infantry can only paddle.

This is better than a shield and axe driver. With the rapid breakthrough of the iron smelting technology of the Song Dynasty, the use of steel knives greatly reduced the burden on the Song Dynasty light infantry, and the single lethality is even more than before. It is also very easy to use.

"Report!"

"Qi Zhuang, General Hua is back."

"Come here soon."

The person who led the camp patrol was Wu Song. He was not excited when he put on the captain's armor. The armor made him shiny with fine sand, and the silver-white light was reversed in the sun, and he was as powerful as a general. Unfortunately, like Luda, he could not ride a horse, but was a general.

It’s not that I can’t say anything, but that it’s too difficult for him to fight on horseback.

Wu Song knelt on one knee on the ground and reported, "Master General Hua brought two strangers to him. I heard that they were generals sent by the capital, but according to the last general, they didn't seem to look like generals."

Li Kui touched his chin and said suspiciously: "Is it a eunuch?"

Gao Qiu nodded in agreement: "It is very likely that. For Ninghua Army, I am afraid that the Dushitang and the Privy Council will have some grudges against you and me, but I am afraid that Your Majesty will be bewitched by the villain, so I will send the eunuchs in front of the palace to come."

What kind of villain?

Gao Qiu dared to say that he was just saying that the heads of the Privy Council and the Dushi Hall gave them eye drops?

There were only two, one was Li Qingchen and the other was Zhang Dun.

His little commander dared to throw dirty water on first-rank officials of the court. Not to mention anything else, this courage is enough to be attracted by Li Kui as his confidant.

Li Kui was also David angrily and said, "This group of things that eat people and do not do human affairs."

Outside the camp, Mi Fu held a bag under his arm, kept swaying his teeth and asked his uncle Mi Yun with his teeth: "Duke Wude, who is our master? Will he wear it for us?"

Mi Yun, whose courtesy name is Wude, is a regular student of a general. He attaches great importance to the honor of the general. At the same time, he also practices martial arts and is proficient in military tactics. He has a strong desire for military merit. Unlike Mi Fu, he does not look like a student of a general. Now after a long-distance raid, he is more like a fleeing accountant, and his eyebrows are full of disgust.

Mi Yun snorted coldly: "Yuan Zhang, you are my Mi family's child. How can you relieve my Mi family ancestors?"

The Mi family has declined, but it is not too declining. At least Mi Yun is also the chief general in charge of the first army. Although he was the newly promoted Ninghua Army, he had the opportunity because of Chen Yi's rebellion, but the general who could lead the army was also considered the top military among the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty. With such talents to support the store, the Mi family said nothing of it.

Unfortunately, the Mi family members will not talk about it.

Mi Yun looked down on Mi Fu, and he went on for half a month until he almost met the coach, and then he remembered to ask.

What have you been doing in the past half month?

Mi Fu also had his own difficulties and sighed: "Duke Wude, you always don't know! On this road, if you sleep in the open and don't talk about it, even if you are tired, your body will not be whipped. It has long been very painful."

This is not a false statement, Mi Fu is indeed working very hard on the road.

Basically, I go on the road half open and half closed every day. When I arrive at the campsite, I can only eat with my eyes closed. I often eat halfway through my head, and I snore.

In this state of almost confusedness, he still had the heart to ask who the main general was? Mi Fu resented: "Duke Wude, you also know that his grandson bit his teeth all the way and then followed the team. He was already at the end of his strength. How could he have the strength to think about the main general?"

"You are just too comfortable, and you don't think about it. The foundation of your ancestors was built on the back of a horse. Who will inherit it in the future." Seeing this, Mi Yun could only sigh.

He snorted coldly, and had no way to do with his grandparents. Mi Fu grew up with Emperor Shenzong in his early years. He might not have it, but he would definitely not have it, but his mother Yan was the confidant of Empress Dowager Gao. Mi Fu was very happy in childhood, youth, and even in youth. Unfortunately, Mi Fu did not have the ability to be an official, and he was too close to Su Shi and other thorns, so he was later disliked by Emperor Shenzong, so he was less reused.

As for the fact that Mi Fu was a close minister of Huizong in history, he had no backbone on his knees and licked Huizong Zhao Ji without any strength. That was definitely a slander. Who was Mi Fu? A book-in-law, if Emperor Shenzong's name was as good as Emperor Huizong Zhao Ji, Mi Fu would have licked Emperor Shenzong's name to be refreshed and attracted to him as a confidant. Unfortunately, Emperor Shenzong's name was not as good as that in Mi Fu's eyes, at least in Mi Fu's eyes, craftsmanship and dullness, and there was no fragrance of Master Su.

During this period, Mi Fu never expected that Master Su wrote poems every day to mock Emperor Shenzong and Wang Anshi. He was probably the one who was most hurt by Mi Fu's "rebellion". He watched Mi Fu run towards Su Shi, and then jumped and cheered by Su Shi. This dog was simply unwilling to do so.

Besides, Mi Yun glanced at Mi Fu. After all, he was a grandfather and grandson. After all, he broke his bones and had to be connected with the tendons. Mi Yun wouldn't really kick Mi Fu away and said, "Yuan Zhang, you haven't had a close relationship with Su Xueshi, don't you know that there are two great figures in Su Xueshi's mansion now."

When Mi Fu heard this, he immediately laughed: "Duke Wude, you are not talking about Sumen's lackey Gao Qiu and Sumen's Mo Qilin Li Kui?"

When Mi Fu spoke to Mi Yun, he naturally turned his back to Xingying. Mi Yun was so scared that he hurriedly covered Mi Fu's broken mouth, and why he said anything. Su Shi didn't learn about his literary talent, but Su Shi's broken mouth made him learn about it.

What's even more terrible is that Li Kui and Gao Qiu stared at Mi Fu's back with gloomy faces. Ink Qilin, Qilin is a good word, why should I add ink? Are you saying that I'm a dark heart? Or a dark face?

The guy Mi Fu suddenly realized that he was not aware of it. He opened his mouth and exposed his back teeth and smiled so happily...
Chapter completed!