"This is probably what the supplement to the official newspaper sent today looks like."

At the campfire, after a lot of foaming at the mouth, Liang Jiaying, who was also a Jinshi and only in his twenties, looked at the seven or eight captains and two or three generals beside him, and seemed a little timid. "Since dinner is not ready yet, do you have any other needs? Just tell me. If you don't understand anything, just ask. You can also write a letter..."

The military leaders around him, all of whom could be the fathers and brothers of Liang Jinshi, looked at each other, and were all a little timid, or uncomfortable.

For Liang Jinshi, the second son of a Guangzhou sea merchant family, when he accompanied his father to Huaibei to collect goods last year, he happened to encounter the imperial court's decree encouraging redemption of people and relaxing the special examination. His father took advantage of the situation and found a way out for his second son, who might have to share the family property in the future, by relying on the merit of spending money to redeem people in Huainan and Huaibei. He hoped that he could get the status of a provincial student, return to Guangzhou in the future to be an official, and complement the eldest son.

Who would have thought that Zhang Jun, the governor of Huaidong, was a man who was very efficient in taking money and doing things. Seeing that the sea merchant had redeemed people and paid a lot of tributes, he simply waved his pen and gave this Guangdong Jiayingzi a special merit, guaranteed his admission to the Imperial College, and finally he even went to the palace and was awarded the same Jinshi degree.

Scholar Liang boasted that he was self-aware, so he never took his fellow scholar seriously. He was sent to the army as a clerk but he dared not say a word. He was timid when reading the court reports. Firstly, he knew that his Guangzhou accent could not match the elegant Luoyang accent, which was indeed a bit tricky and made him look like an alien. Secondly, he was born in a merchant family and knew what was at stake. He knew that he was just a scholar who was good at accounting, and he was nothing in the face of war and swords.

Correspondingly, these military leaders also felt intimidated... They knew that they were a little inferior to the Jinshi, but weren't they still Jinshi? They were the same as those who carried knives? Who would dare?

Apart from that, the other party's strange accent was also an important reason why they dared not speak... After talking for a long time and repeating it many times, they managed to understand the general meaning, but it was still intimidating.

Scholar Liang shouted around and saw that no one responded. He then looked at the other bonfires nearby and saw that the other scholars who followed the army were either sitting upright and speaking calmly, with the soldiers around them keeping silent and no one dared to offend them; or they were familiar and easy-going, chatting and laughing with the surrounding military leaders, making people feel like spring breeze; even the old pedant who was recognized as rigid was just reading slowly to the court bulletin with a very good rhythm... and it became more and more awkward.

Dinner would probably take another quarter of an hour. Several military leaders realized that something was wrong and gradually focused their attention on a general with only one ear.

Liang Jiaying was young after all, and his eyes moved quickly. Seeing this, he immediately stared at this person nervously... Liang Jinshi knew that the general who was missing an ear was called Hou Dan, and he was one of the most experienced officers under the command of the commander Qiao Zhongfu. He was always brave in battle. It was said that his ear was cut off by the Jin people when he was fighting against the Jin people in Huaishang. Although this person was only a general, he actually controlled the two most elite divisions (hundred-man teams) in Qiao Zhongfu's army. These two divisions were all fully equipped with armor. One division of 100 people imitated the Beiwei Army of Wang De, the deputy commander of the imperial camp, and all of them held large axes. The other division of 100 people imitated the organization of Han Shizhong's crushing army, and all of them held divine arm bows. They were the core of the core combat power of this army.

Basically, they are second only to Qiao Zhongfu's dozens of personal guards.

As for Hou Dan, he was also used to such situations. So, although he had no idea about such things, he was helpless when he saw that the Jinshi had taken the initiative to look at it, so he casually said: "Secretary Liang..."

Secretary is the abbreviation of the position of "Jiedushishuting" under the general. By extension, it is a respectful title for the person in charge of financial documents in the army.

"General Hou, if you have anything to say, just tell me..."

Sure enough, when Mr. Liang heard the other party calling him secretary, he immediately replied "Grand Marshal", showing no airs at all.

However, Hou Dan was pushed by the crowd to talk to this Guangzhou Jinshi, but he didn't know what he wanted from him. After thinking for a long time, he made a nonsensical request: "I remember there was a story about the Huaihe River God in the court newspaper before. If the secretary is free and remembers it, why not tell us about it casually..."

Liang Jiaying originally thought that the other party would ask him to help write letters home, but he didn't care when he heard this. After all, he was forced to do something and it was enough to kill time... Besides, the story of the 14-meter-long sword was included in the first issue of the revised court gazette, and he was also familiar with it.

So, while other Jinshi scholars who followed the army were either talking about loyalty to the emperor, or discussing the scenery of the country, or reciting the words of saints, Secretary Liang, a fellow Jinshi who had no ambition and was destined to have no future, simply gave up on himself and spoke some outdated and superstitious words to the officers around him in a strange tone.

But Hou Dan, who had only one ear, and several officers around him listened very carefully.

After the story was told, dinner was served. Secretary Liang felt relieved after completing his task. As usual, the officers went back to have dinner with their subordinates... There is no need to mention all the trivialities in the army. On the next morning, Hou Dan, who had one ear, got up to prepare the troops, but received a strange military order, which asked him to lead the other two to stay in the camp and wait for the rear army.

This really surprised Hou Dan, because this kind of thing is usually the task of auxiliary troops, how can the most elite troops be asked to do it? Moreover, as a senior officer in the army, he had already learned from Qiao Zhongfu that the rapid advance this time was to rush into Guanxi to join Han Shizhong and Han Taiwei before the Jin army's eastern army gathered south to cut off Guanxi...

You have to know that although he was only going to Chang'an, which was still far from his hometown, as a Guanxi person, he hadn't been back for five or six years, and Chang'an was where his hometown accent was.

However, this time Qiao Zhongfu did not allow him to fool around. He gave a firm military order and led the troops on a rapid march westward.

At this time, Hou Dan, who was always shrewd, discovered a new problem. That was that Secretary Liang actually stayed behind in the camp with a team of auxiliary soldiers... In other words, this troop was responsible for handing over the camp, and he was deliberately left behind.

This made Hou Dan a little nervous, but also a little relieved.

Sure enough, in the evening of that day, which was the evening of the first day of April, Hou Dan finally felt relieved when he saw a familiar dragon flag rolling from east to west along the official road, but it did not enter Sishui Pass but entered the camp in front of the pass.

In any case, from a psychological point of view, following the government and protecting the government is also a good excuse for him to convince himself not to go home.

Secretary Liang Jiaying, however, became increasingly panicked… Because according to the rules, he still had to read the imperial report tonight, but were the captains of the imperial guards so easy to fool? Would the senior officials of the central government come to listen?

Would the government notice my Cantonese? Would I become a laughing stock in the army, in Tokyo, and even in the world?

If I had known this earlier, I would have learned more about Henan Yayin!

When he thought of this, Jiayingzi, a fellow Jinshi, couldn't help but feel completely hopeless.

PS: After thinking about it, I decided to post half a chapter. Online novels have to follow the rules... I have been a little obsessed with thinking about the plot these days, and I even told people at noon that a good work is one where the literary youth tortures the protagonist... That's stupid.