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With such an exciting discovery, how can Liang Feng let it go? Immediately recruited two craftsmen, Taofang and Tiefang, to study the feasibility of the new product.

It wasn't until this time that Ge Hong understood why the porcelain pieces he took out were so valued by the mansion. But fortunately, in his bones he is not the kind of person born out of the world who lives in the mountains, but he will do his best for everything that can help the world and the people. And these days when he came to Liang Mansion, he also really saw how Liang Mansion was a man who cherished the people and ruled the world. If the rich and powerful people are like the man in front of him, why worry about the uncertainty of the world?

With such thoughts, Ge Hong stayed in the pottery with peace of mind and helped Jiang Jiantou deal with the problems encountered when firing porcelain and colored glaze. One is an alchemy master who is excellent in theory, and the other is an experienced pottery craftsman. The two hit it off and put their ideas into experiments one by one. While Liu Jian helped Ding Jiantou build a blast furnace, he was also very busy.

In this way, time flies quickly. Liang Feng also ran on both ends for a few days. It was not until the end of the day that he packed his mind and concentrated on organizing this annual festival.

Early that morning, after using the morning meal, Liang Feng took his son on the horse and went to the outer courtyard. This time, they were not waiting for them with thirty cavalry, but three hundred cavalry! The leader is standing in front of a gray horse, tall and broad with shoulders, and his back like a javelin. Seeing the figure of Liang Feng and his son, he quickly stepped forward and gave a salute: "Master, the cavalry team is ready!"

A horse is a steed, and a man is a picker. Looking at Yi Yan and the three hundred cavalry behind him, Liang Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Today's winter hunting, all the princes should return with a rewarding experience!"

"Wish to hunt for the lord!" The knights sang in unison, and followed Yi Yan on their horses, protecting the lord of the Liang Mansion in the middle. The group of people marched toward the hunting ground in mighty force.

This year the area of ​​arable land around Liang's Mansion has greatly expanded, and the hunting ground has long been changed to a barren jungle farther away. The same as last year, the knights rushed into the Maolin with the hounds, either driving them away or besieging them, driving their prey out of their nests and toward the wilderness.

The number of people has increased several times, and the skill of the hunters has also improved greatly. This combination of advance and retreat is naturally more pleasing to the eye. What's more rare is that Yi Yan always rode his horse to guard Liang Feng's side, without a commanding song, and never had the idea of ​​joining the hunting ring. It can be seen that these three hundred people have already been well trained, and the small school below is also familiar with the military formation, and there is no need for Yi Yan to issue orders in person.

On the contrary, this made Liang Feng more happy than Yi Yan's personal command.

The new wind roared, the banner was hunting and hunting above the head; the deer sounded and the dogs barked, and the prey was killed under the swords and arrows of the soldiers. This scene is not benevolent, but it contains a kind of weird impact, and people can't help but boil with blood.

Seeing a group of rabbits being driven out, panicking and fleeing, and almost hitting the horse team on their side, Liang Feng couldn't help it, and said, "Take the bow!"

A bow was passed in his hand.

Liang Feng has practiced archery. "Shooting" is one of the six arts. Even if it can be replaced by throwing pots, archery is also a skill that ordinary nobles need to master. Not to mention, Liang Feng himself is quite fond of shooting sports. Now that I don’t have a pistol, I am certainly interested in archery. It's just that the body has been weak, and there are not many opportunities for practice.

After he got the bow, he stretched out his hand to try, and he knew that the strength of the bow was similar to what he usually did in practice. Obviously Yi Yan specially prepared it for him. Liang Feng clicked and pulled the bowstring away. With arrows and strings, he was not in a hurry to release arrows, but held his breath and aimed at the group of running hares in front of him. Breath deeply and exhale shallowly, with your back taut, and the point of the arrow pointed at the prey you want to aim at, in line with the sight.

Seeing that his father was about to shoot, Liang Rong couldn't help grabbing the horse's mane with his small hands, and did not dare to move, for fear of affecting the opponent's accuracy. The guards beside Liang Feng all held their breath and stared at the prey. Only Yi Yan looked straight at the back of Liang Feng's bow, as if there was any accident, he would jump forward.

Breathing out several times, with a bang, the bowstring loosened, and the arrow shot out!

"Hit!" Liang Rong was the first to shout. Seeing a black rabbit fall under the arrow feathers, he exclaimed in excitement.

Yi Yan also breathed a sigh of relief, and said loudly, "The lord is mighty!"

His voice was loud and loud, and the soldiers around him shouted together: "The lord is mighty! The lord is mighty!"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, shaking everywhere. Someone had already rushed over and picked up the rabbit and sent it back to Liang Feng. Seeing the poor rabbit still struggling, Liang Feng could not help but secretly said that he was lucky. With this arrow, he was actually aiming at the larger back of the target, but it hit the hind legs. It's also thanks to his subordinates who reacted in time, otherwise this guy might turn over and escape again.

Yi Yan took the rabbit, his hands were tight, and the little thing kicked its legs. He tied a rope to the rabbit and tied it to Liang Feng's saddle. Liang Rong opened his eyes wide, and pulled at Liang Feng's sleeves and said, "Father, I'm good at shooting! Rong'er also learns to shoot and hunt!"

Passing the bow to Yi Yan, and quietly moving his sore arms, Liang Feng said flatly, "Rong'er is so diligent, and he will be able to hunt a hare next year."

Liang Rong has recently started to learn Six Arts, and it seems that he has to exercise too, so it is better not to be caught up by children. Looking up with a smile, Liang Feng said to Yi Yan: "If Bo Yuan has time to teach, it would be even better."

These few months have been the busiest time for army expansion and training of recruits, so both Liang Rong and him are practicing archery skills with others. If you change an instructor, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Yi Yan's thin lips were pursed slightly, and he said solemnly, "Subordinates should do their best."

No one noticed his moment of hesitation.

With the power of this arrow, Tian Lie's soldiers became even more excited. Not to mention deer, moose, lynx, fox, pheasant, etc., they even hunted two fat wild boars. It's a pity that I haven't encountered a beast like tiger and leopard.

Soon, the hour came, and a team of people returned with a full load and returned to the Liang Mansion.

After washing and changing clothes, Liang Feng took his son to the family temple to make sacrifices to the ancestors. This year, whether it is the increase in the number of households or the appointment of the prefect, it is quite worthy of comfort to the ancestors, so the sacrifice is also more grand. After completing the family temple worship according to the agenda, Liang Feng did not hold a Nuo ceremony in the courtyard, but took his son to the military camp.

After entering the big camp, under the guidance of Yi Yan, Liang Feng walked onto the high platform of the school field and looked down. At this moment in the barracks, the drums of war have been erected, surrounding the empty field. Each of the three hundred soldiers wore black clothes and Zhu Chang, with ghost faces on their heads and various furs. It's like a group of monsters who are wild and drinking blood, holding a shield and raising a spear, killing intent.

This is the main soldier of the Liang Family Trilogy and the protagonist of today's Nuo. Unlike last year, when Fang Xiangshi was used to preside over the Nuo ceremony, Liang Feng chose the military Nuo. That is to use the sergeant as a ghost, dance against and ward off evil spirits. The Liang Mansion is different from other high-ranking men. All the main soldiers, auxiliary soldiers and Xiang soldiers together make the Liang Mansion half young and strong. Is there anything more inspiring than such a military Nuo?

"Beat the drum!"

Following the order, Yi Yan strode to the snare drum on the stage, lowered his hips, and slammed his drumsticks on the cowhide drum head.

A muffled sound followed, like a thunder in winter.

Wearing a solemn Xuan Duan, Liang Feng took a step forward and said loudly: "Er Nai leads the old Nuo, get rid of Qun Li!"

This is the opening remarks of the Nuo ceremony, and it is also a sign of the priest dancing. Accompanied by the sound of ear-splitting drums, the three hundred soldiers raised their weapons, roared "Nuo, Nuo", and began the battle.

Although it was only a ritual battle, the spears were shining, the shields blaring, and everyone dressed up, it was like a real chaotic battle between ghosts and monsters. The sound of drums is intertwined with the roar, making it even more breathtaking. This is not the ceremonial Nuo dance of the Taishou Palace, but a real army battle, with murderous intent, with courage, and with the Weihe that can make all ghosts and evil spirits retreat!

Where did Liang Rong have seen such a scene, he couldn't help but step forward and leaned on Liang Feng's side. Liang Feng stretched out his hand to embrace his shoulders, and patted comfortingly: "This is a drive away, Rong Er is not afraid."

The sound of drums was in my ears, and even the comforting words were drowned out. However, his father's big hand was placed on his shoulder, and then the frantic ghosts under the stands, Liang Rong only felt that his fear and fear had been washed away, and only his father's tall figure stood in front of him.

Grasping the hem of Liang Feng's clothes, the little guy gritted his teeth and followed his father's way, straightened his back and stood proudly on the stage.

Roar, competition, bonfire lit. In a burst of long horns, the twelve knights rushed up on their horses, took the torch in the hands of the Nuo, and galloped toward the outside of the gate.

This is the last step of the Nuo ceremony, sending fire to drive away evil spirits. As long as these knights ride their horses to the nearest river and throw torches into the water, all evil will be dissipated.

The drums stopped, Liang Feng took a step forward, and his big sleeves vibrated: "There are soldiers guarding my house, to drive away disasters and disasters! Be a reward!"

Following his words, the simple cases were brought up by the servants. This is a big banquet that has been arranged a long time ago, but this time, instead of giving food to each family, it was set up as a running water table for all soldiers to sit in and eat.

There were cheers in the crowd, and more and more soldiers shouted for the lord and lord, like boiling water, splashing emotions. The three small cases were also placed on the high platform. Liang Rong was in the east and Yi Yan was in the west, and they were seated under Liang Feng.

After everyone sat down, Liang Feng raised the wine glass on the case and said loudly: "All the monarchs are the humerus of the Liang Mansion. This year I will be safe and peaceful, and hope that the next year will be the same!"

"The next year is also true!" The audience responded loudly. This is the Buddha who took them into the mansion and gave them a new life, allowing them to regain Antai's savior. Who could have imagined that on such a day, the lord's praise and the respect of this glass of wine could be obtained?

Everyone raised their wooden bowl aloft, and responded loudly to their benefactor, the only master they were wholeheartedly loyal to. In this thunderous cry, Liang Feng raised his glass and drank it in one fell swoop.

This is more irresistible than any admonishment! Whether they could drink it or not, everyone drank the turbid wine in the bowl, letting the spicy sweetness pass through their throats.

Seeing this scene, Liang Feng laughed and raised the chopsticks in his hand: "Don't be restrained, let's have a banquet."

On each table, there are cured horse meat, smoked game, and thick, sweet porridge. The lord, who resembled the gods, shared this meal with them on the stage. This is even more intoxicating than a glass of fine wine! I don’t know how long I’ve been training, and I’m worried every day that I will be on the battlefield one day, but at this moment, who still remembers this? But there is only one sentence, this life is worth it!

Unlike the fanaticism in the audience, Yi Yan raised his glass and slowly drank everything in it. The wine did not return to sweetness, only full of bitterness. Last year, the charcoal stove Xiaoding, he sat opposite the man, eating ingenious and delicious food. But now, there are hundreds of soldiers in the audience, sharing this meal with him.

Is he close? Still go far?

Looking at the opposite side, Liang Rong happily began to whisper to his father, and Yi Yan poured himself a glass of wine again. The pungency entered the throat, like swallowing hot coals, but the sweat left by the drums slowly became cold in the cold wind and pierced into the bones.