When he got up early in the morning, Chen Guang stretched his body. Although the days without a mobile phone or Internet were hard, he had begun to get used to it.

"Langjun."

After leaving the tent, Chen Guang greeted the fang soldiers, began to move his body, and then followed the fang soldiers to run around the wall. At this time, the government system of the Tang Dynasty had collapsed. Those guarding the border towns were recruited professional soldiers. They could apply for recruitment at the age of twenty, and they could be resigned after six years of guarding the border.

At present, there are 500,000 soldiers from the border town of Datang, all of whom are well-trained young and strong. For example, the dentist soldiers are even one of the elites. Even though Shen Guang has passed, he still has the habit of running long distances and fitness every day. However, compared with the dentist soldiers who work hard all day long and exercise martial arts, they can only be considered ordinary people.

At least when we were running together, Chen Guang couldn't wear more than 30 kilograms of armor, and ran for five kilometers with a knife and a spear without rest.

At this time, the Persians and Livs had already risen up, and when they looked at the roaring soldiers wearing iron armor and running, their eyes were full of awe and envy.

There were many foreign soldiers or Hu soldiers in the Tang army, but most of them were grassland ethnic groups such as Turks, Tiel, and Khitan. Because the Anxi countries obeyed the Tang Dynasty, the Anxi Protectorate rarely recruited local soldiers from the various countries, and at most they asked the various countries to lead the foreign troops to assist the battle when they went to war.

After running ten laps, Chen Guang was covered in white smoke. The fangs took off their armor and even more, as if they were fished out of the water. Abu, who was waiting next to him, quickly led his servants to serve soup and clean water.

The soldiers all smiled and took off their sweatshirts and started to wash them. It was much more comfortable for the Langjun than in the army. Some people changed their clothes and food were not bad. They could also take turns to the streets to go to the southwest city to have fun. It would be great if the guardians asked them to protect the Langjun all the time.

"Does the soldiers in the Anxi army practice like you?"

Holding the bowl of millet porridge with minced meat, Shen Guang looked at Wang Shenyuan, who had knotted muscles and had several knife wounds on his body, and asked curiously.

The training volume of the dentists seemed extremely terrifying to him. In addition to the long-distance running with heavy loads in the morning, they also had to practice swords, guns, bows, arrows, and shooting during the day, and also had to maintain armor and weapons, so they had almost no time to do so.

Such training volume is not enough without sufficient nutrition and cannot be supported at all. It is hard for Chen Guang to imagine that ordinary soldiers of the Anxi Army also practice this way.

"Of course not. Our fang soldiers are the most brave athletes in the army. With two military salaries, ordinary soldiers do not need to carry heavy loads to run, they just need to practice the military formation."

Wang Shenyuan replied, Chen Guang felt that this was normal after hearing this. If the 24,000 Han troops in the four towns of Anxi were all devilish and muscle-music people like Wang Shenyuan, it might not be too scary. He could not imagine how the Battle of Talas was lost.

You should know that Wang Shenyuan and the other fangs were wearing strong and held sharp edges, holding shields to directly penetrate the rammed earth wall. Although these earth walls were not very solid because of their disrepair, to be honest, it was really scary enough to see the tooth soldiers turning into bulldozers and smashing the earth wall with enthusiasm.

"My husband doesn't know that if the army fights on the battlefield, if the two armies are in stalemate, we have to fight out a bloody path."

Wang Shenyuan said complacently that although the fang soldiers were well treated, the most dangerous battles on the battlefield were fought by the fang soldiers, but there were very few such evil battles.

"I've met Mr. Lang."

After drinking the meat porridge and chatting, Abu led the leader of the Lifu to come to pay homage. Chen Guang looked at the foreman who was in his prime and said gently, "You work hard, there are many houses to build on this land."

"Thank you, my husband."

The foreman was overjoyed. It was true that Yancheng was king. It was densely populated and the most lacking was labor. Those who worked hard sometimes had to beat their heads and even caused deaths in order to grab a job. Now, this husband promised that as long as they worked hard, they would not have to worry about having enough food for the next half year, and they could send some money to their family back.

When the foreman retreated with a flattering smile, Chen Guang asked Wang Shenyuan, "Wang Guzheng, how are the lives of the people in this city?"

"My husband doesn't know that Yancheng is the capital of Kucha and the capital of Anxi. Most of the nobles in Quan'anxi live here. Most of the fertile land and pastures outside Yancheng have been annexed, so there are many refugees and idle people."

Seeing Wang Shenyuan's indifferent expression when he answered, Chen Guang knew in his heart that this era was generally the case. The farmers who lost their land could only enter the city to work as slaves and laborers. Now the Tang Dynasty is in a prosperous era, and even Anxi is rich and safe for many years. Even if the land annexation is serious, as long as they are willing to work, they can still support their families.

Chen Guang felt that when he was free, he had to do a social survey and run around Yancheng inside and outside, so that it would be beneficial to future farming planning.

After changing into dry clothes, Chen Guang led four fangs to Gao Mansion. His first task now is to train those musicians and then prepare rehearsals for the banquet three months later.

At present, the actual positions in the Anxi Protectorate Mansion were all occupied. Although Feng Changqing did not say anything, the news revealed during the chat was that Gao Xianzhi's boss was not in such a good condition. In addition, the deputy Protectorate Cheng Qianli had been in Yancheng for many years. Most of the Protectorate Mansion were his people. The remaining neutral group should not be forced too much, otherwise they would turn to Cheng Qianli.

Whether in ancient times or modern times, the intrigue in this workplace is still the same!

Chen Guang is not interested in the open and secret struggle between Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli for the time being. If Gao Xianzhi really arranged a real judge for him and asked him to go to the Protectorate's Mansion every day like Feng Changqing, he would rather be a guest of Gao's Mansion in the eyes of others first like now.

...

In the big house in the backyard of Gao Mansion, looking at the joyful people sitting full of joy, Chen Guang regained some of the feeling and fun of being a teacher.

"I came in a hurry yesterday, so I didn't make any preparations..."

Looking at the musicians below, Chen Guang smiled and said, and then appointed ten Khotan musicians who had learned music theory with him along the way as the leader of the study group. More than 120 musicians, he planned to divide them into ten groups, such as the basic musicians, so he let those Khotan musicians teach on their behalf, which would save him a lot of time.

"I won't go to this lesson today for the time being. If you don't understand what you explained yesterday, you will find your respective team leaders to ask about it after you finish the group."

While Chen Guang was speaking, the musicians asked the musicians to prepare their own instruments and then performed them one by one. The old manager sent by Gao Xianzhi was allowed to be made by Shen Guangshi. The lord had already told Chen Lang that he could do anything, and he just needed to cooperate well.

The musicians usually practice ensembles and dances, but they are very lively now. The musicians are very happy about Shen Guang’s novel teaching methods. Although the leader of the ten groups is already the lucky musicians, the husband also said that the capable leader of this group is as good as mediocre, and they will compete for the deputy group leader first, and then look for opportunities to become the group leader in the future.

Seeing the simple look, the people of the music were ready to show their skills. After seeing it, the old manager couldn't help but think that the Lord did not read the wrong person this time. This Shen Langjun is skilled in controlling people and is a smart and capable person. He will definitely be able to help the Lord achieve great things in the future.

Musicians are good at various instruments, but in Shen Guang's eyes, there are three types of music, plucking and hitting. All morning, Shen Guang was listening to musicians playing. In terms of skills alone, these musicians are definitely not bad, but the music they played most of them repetitively, which shows the difference. Everyone plays the same songs in a subtle way.
Chapter completed!