"Then if some soldiers are selected and become their own soldiers, will their files be reprogrammed?" Murong Xue asked lowly.
Yuan Fangfei nodded: "Yes, Qingyan recruits recruits every three years. After the recruits enter the barracks, they will be organized into various teams. By then, all the teams will be re-filed ..."
Murong Xue nodded his understanding. Murong Yue was escorted back to the battalion by his personal soldiers after being injured on the battlefield. Those personal soldiers were selected from the military camp. They were selected for three or four years and have been reorganized. files.
After Huibo became a housekeeper in Houfu, he did not have much contact with the military soldiers in the barracks. He could no longer accurately name each individual soldier, but as long as he found that personal soldier file, he could know the identity of all the soldiers. If you check it slowly, you will know, which were the soldiers who escorted Murong Yuehui ’s barracks, but: "After the military department has a new file, it will not destroy the old file!"
Yuan Fangfei frowned and said, "This ... is not easy to say, if the age is old and the file is useless, it will be destroyed ..."
Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly, Murong passed away ten years ago, and the military department's files were re-edited at least three times. She must go to the military department as soon as possible to look for it, I hope that the old file has not been destroyed ...
When the moon was dark, Murongxue put on a black suit and wore a black veil. He quietly left the inn room and hurried towards the direction of the military department. The slim figure left a black in the night. Afterimage.
The military department is in charge of Qingyan ’s military records, military orders, bows, arrows, swords and other various ordnances. It is the capital of Beijing, the security is extremely strict, and the weapon room, the military registration room, etc. are naturally divided.
Murongxue stood on the tall tree and observed carefully, clarified the various areas of the military department, sneaked silently into the military department, carefully evaded the Minggang dark post of the military department, and came to the military record of the archives. In front of the room.
The soldiers ’room was dark and the windows were locked from the inside. They could n’t be opened at all. The only person who could walk in and out of the door of the person ’s room was patrolling. He wanted to guard so tightly. It is not easy for the dive to enter the military register room, but the ancient houses have the same fatal weakness, that is, the roof is tiled.
Murongxue climbed the tree branch and leaped onto the roof of the soldier's room. He carefully peeled off the tiles and made a small hole to allow her to enter and exit. She leaped, and her slender body fell like a raccoon cat. When he entered the soldier's room, there was no sound.
Through the weak fire outside the house, Murongxue saw a row of tall wooden stands standing in the soldier's room, and the shelves were filled with a booklet, the side of the book was written with the name of the military camp and the bookmaking. Out time.
Murongxue looked around and found that the earliest time was six or seven years ago, that is to say, there were only two military records in the military register room, and there were no earlier. Murong Yue ’s personal soldiers were the least It should be counted three or four times in the future. Have all those files been destroyed?
Murongxue frowned, her slender body slumped back, her waist hit a protruding piece of wood, only to hear the sound of a squeak, a wooden stand standing on the wall slowly moved to the side , Revealing a small dark room ...
A small soldier's room, there is no cave!
Murongxue raised his eyebrows and walked in slowly. I saw that this was a small military register room. On the wooden stand standing on the wall, there was a booklet with the name of a famous general, Ye Yi Chen, General Zhang, and General Yuan all have it, and Grand Master Jing, Murong Yue is also awesome.
The booklet is of Tong color, three or four centimeters thick, and the delicate cover can make Murongxue narrow his eyes slightly: a general, who has only a few decades in his life, what is written in this booklet?Such a thick book?His life story?Every battle he made?Or wrote about his nine families, eighteen generations?
Murongxue reached out in confusion, holding the booklet with the words 'Murong Yue' in it, and didn't want to. The moment the hand touched the booklet, "jingle bell, Jingle Bell!" A clear ringing sounded, in a silent It spread far away in the night, far away, and the guards on patrol were all alarmed and shouted: "Someone broke into the military register room, come, come soon ..."
The urgent cry was higher than the other, and the rapid footsteps moved from far to near. A large number of guards rushed over. Murong Xue grabbed the booklet and ran out quickly, but saw four iron shields quickly falling on the walls on all sides. It smashed heavily on the ground, completely closing the doors and windows, turning the entire soldier's room into an iron-made secret room ...
But it's just a small soldier's room, and it's not a secret room where big secrets are placed. What should such a tightly arranged organization do?
Murong Xue's heart was sullen, and there was a soft sound of 'brush' on the top of her head. She looked up and saw that a large black iron protruded from the left and right sides of the roof, and rushed forward quickly. Together, the entire military register room will become a real iron room, and she never wants to escape again ...
Murongxue's eyes flicked, his feet tapped lightly, and he rose into the air, leaping toward the roof quickly through the grooves protruding from the wall.
The closer and closer the two large black irons were, the closer they were, and Murongxue was getting higher and higher, and the higher the higher, she saw that the black iron was about to come together. She jumped and jumped out of the soldiers with her elasticity. Ji room.
"Bang!" The two black irons closed together behind her, making a dull sound.
Murongxue was standing on the roof, secretly relieved: so dangerous!It was so dangerous that she could barely run out.
When the night wind blew, her black figure was about to merge with the night. The green silk on the temples fluttered gently with the breeze, and her bright face overflowed with beauty ...
"Bang!" The guards who arrived at the news kicked the door of the soldiers' room, but they saw that the inside was empty and half of the figure was absent. They checked carefully.
Murong Yue is Qingyan's famous general, the famous border warlord, his military records are very important, and now he has lost it, but it is not a good thing ...
"The person who stole the thing must not have gone far, search, hurry up!" A man in command gave a command.
"Yes!" The guards took their orders, lit up the torches, and illuminated the whole department as bright as day. They searched carefully in front of and behind the department room!
The great movement of the Ministry of Ward alarmed the officers and soldiers of the night watch, and simply asked a few words, and the officers and soldiers of the night watch made all the streets of Beijing under martial law ...
Murongxue stood on the roof, looking at the guards searching back and forth on the street, frowning gently, not just a military commander's file, but also not a secret, baby, lost, just write another one, they are as Search so much ...