#259 - Half a month later, I will marry you
A military tally, because its shape resembles a tiger, is also called a tiger tally, and comes in two colors: black and gold.
The black tally is managed by the Ministry of War and can mobilize all the armies of various prefectures in Da Ning.
The gold tally is managed by the generals or governors of each prefecture and can mobilize the armies of that prefecture.
Previously, people from the Ministry of War came to Shu Prefecture with the black military tally, requesting Liang Zhen to send troops to reinforce Yuan Prefecture.
And what Wei Changtian is holding now is precisely the gold tally of Shu Prefecture.
Just as Liang Zhen said, he is now theoretically able to mobilize up to 50,000 formally organized troops.
Unlike violent organizations such as the Heavenly Luo Sect, the Hanging Mirror Division, and the Freemasons, this is a real army.
Although the soldiers are basically all low-ranked martial artists, with such a large number, coupled with various powerful weapons under strict control, the combat power that can be unleashed is by no means comparable to that of a single sect or faction.
In other words, these are completely different levels of concepts.
Without a doubt, this is the first time Wei Changtian has wielded such "great power".
However, he didn't feel anything about it.
After all, Wei Changtian really couldn't imagine what would happen that would make him use this force.
Would Ning Yongnian suddenly go crazy and bring troops to attack Shu Prefecture?
Or would the neighboring Da Li suddenly launch an attack?
Otherwise, there would be no chance to "enjoy" it.
Although he felt it was useless, having it was better than not having it, so in the end, Wei Changtian took the military tally back to his small residence.
"Changtian, you're back?"
The small lantern radiated a sandalwood halo, faintly reflecting Xu Qingwan's figure through the paper window.
As expected, Little Xu didn't sleep, she didn't even return to her room, but sat under the ancient locust tree in the courtyard, guarding the lantern and waiting for Wei Changtian to return.
"You've been waiting for a long time."
Wei Changtian sat down beside Xu Qingwan and casually asked, "Aren't you cold?"
"I'm not cold."
Xu Qingwan argued, then lowered her head: "Besides, I've encountered life-and-death crises twice."
"It's just that once you saved me, and once Miss You saved me."
"Uh..."
Mentioning You Jia, Wei Changtian's expression suddenly froze, but quickly returned to normal.
"But in the end, nothing happened, and besides, with Qin'er's temper, you and Uncle Liang have been trying to persuade her for so many days and she won't listen, what use would my persuasion be?"
"That's not true."
Xu Qingwan said with a serious face: "Miss Liang likes you, if you persuade her, she will definitely listen."
". . ."
The cold wind mixed with sporadic raindrops hit the locust leaves, making a "噼噼啪啪" sound.
Occasionally, a few drops passed through the gaps in the leaves and fell on Xu Qingwan's hair, like a few glittering gems.
Wei Changtian didn't answer directly, stared at Little Xu for a while, and suddenly asked with a smile:
"Are you jealous?"
"I..."
Xu Qingwan was stunned, shyly pinched the corner of her clothes, and whispered: "A little, a little bit..."
"Hahahaha!"
Wei Changtian was amused by such an honest answer: "Then if I want to marry Liang Qin in the future, will you allow it?"
"Allow, allow..."
Xu Qingwan nodded weakly, stammering as if she wanted to say something, but she was too embarrassed to say it.
However, what Little Xu didn't ask was still guessed by Wei Changtian.
Counting the days in his heart, this thing that should have been done long ago finally had a clear promise for the first time.
"Half a month."
Wei Changtian suddenly looked at Xu Qingwan and said a date.
"Ah?"
Little Xu looked back blankly, and then heard a sentence in the increasingly loud sound of rain.
"Half a month later, on the tenth day of April, it's just Minor Fullness."
"I will marry you."
Although he promised Xu Qingwan to marry her in half a month, Wei Changtian still had a lot of things to do at the moment.
He dealt with the "official duties" accumulated in the past few days, and then ran to Little Qingshan to kill five demon beasts sent from the Shiwan Mountains in one breath.
Unconsciously, two days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when the Shu Prefecture army left the city.
March 27th, ten miles outside Shu Prefecture City.
Early morning, Mao hour.
Liang Zhen, wearing general armor, rode on a blood-red war horse, with a dark mass of blue armor behind him.
Hundreds of flags embroidered with the character "Shu" fluttered in the wind, and the neat rows of long spears pointed straight into the sky, making people feel a sense of heroism from the bottom of their hearts at a glance.
Thirty thousand people is not a lot, but it is definitely not a few.
At least Wei Changtian had never seen such a scene with his own eyes in his previous and present lives.
"Uncle Liang, please accept these two things with Qin'er."
Also riding a horse and standing beside Liang Zhen, Wei Changtian waved his hand, and Zhang San, who was standing beside the horse, immediately handed over two cloth bags.
"Hmm? What are these?"
Liang Zhen, wearing general armor, seemed to speak with more momentum than usual. He reached out and took the package, took out an inner armor and a kasaya from it.
Since obtaining the golden kasaya from the Lotus Buddha Temple, Wei Changtian had a total of three pieces of armor.
The strongest defense was the golden kasaya.
The second was the lining armor that Ning Qingyu gave him to repay his "life-saving grace".
The last piece was the inner armor that he had obtained from the Zhang Mansion treasure house the earliest.
He only left the inner armor with the weakest defense for himself, but gave the golden kasaya and lining armor to Liang Zhen and Liang Qin. It has to be said that Wei Changtian was uncharacteristically generous this time.
"Uncle Liang, this thing is from my..."
After a few words to briefly introduce the origin and function of the two pieces of armor, Liang Zhen and his daughter were naturally very moved.
Although they may not have many opportunities to actually go into battle and kill enemies, being in the unpredictable battlefield, having these two treasures sometimes means having two more lives.
However, just as the two were about to express their gratitude, Wei Changtian added another sentence without giving them any face.
"Uncle Liang, let's make it clear in advance!"
"I'm just lending you this golden kasaya. You have to return it to me after the war. I still want to wear it in the future."
". . ."
"Cough!"
The dry cough was full of embarrassment, but Liang Zhen adjusted quickly, handed the two items to Liang Qin to put away for the time being, and patted Wei Changtian heavily on the shoulder.
"Changtian, do you still remember Anyi County that we passed by on the way to Shu Prefecture more than half a year ago?"
"Of course I remember."
Wei Changtian nodded: "At that time, it happened to be a flower judging meeting. Uncle Liang, you even slept with the champion of that meeting, it seems to be called Su..."
"Cough!"
Liang Zhen coughed again, his old face flushed and interrupted: "Changtian! I'm not talking about this!"
"I just suddenly remembered the poem you made that day."
"Poem?"
Wei Changtian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Hahahaha! Uncle Liang, how about I recite this poem again for you as a farewell?"
"That's great!"
Liang Zhen shouted loudly, and the war horse under him took a step.
"Roar!!!"
The 30,000 blue-armored soldiers moved with it, and the deafening sound of horseshoes raised rolling dust from near to far, like a sea tide surging into the distance in Wei Changtian's voice.
Why shouldn't a man carry a Wu hook and stand with a knife across the twelve states?
Please, sir, go up to the Lingyan Pavilion for a while. How many scholars have been granted ten thousand households?
". . ."
"Uncle Liang!"
"Triumph!"
