Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: 402 return trip

Sure enough, Zhang Gonggong took out another letter from his sleeve, presented it with his hands respectfully, and said: "Guogong, this is the nobleman, I want you to read it yourself."

Yang Ling nodded, received the secret letter, and asked about the post office where Mr. Zhang lived. Someone prepared a few gifts and two ingots of red gold, sent him out, and then he returned to the study.

Ma Lian'er snuggled gently beside him with a fragrance of fragrance, and Yang Ling unfolded the emperor’s secret letter, and saw Zhengde Emperor writing: "Ai Qing, there have been constant wars in the past two years. With the help of Ai Qing, I am in succession. Repaying victory, invincible, no matter what, the treasury is now all empty. Jiao Fang, Yang Tinghe, Liang Chu and other courtiers have tried their best. Now I can barely make it through the day, and the country has no silver in it. I am very uneasy.

In addition, I wanted to marry Yixian (an immortal) when I was last year. But first, the Queen Mother was funeral, and then the chaos in white again began. Good things have been delayed and delayed, and the country is complicated. I have no intention of doing anything. I want to wait for you to return to Beijing. , Just follow the folk rituals simply. The water is transported, but the tax and silver paid by Jiangnan have been shipped to Tianjin by sea. Most of this bank relies on the opening of the sea to open the sea, and now it feels good.

Jiangnan is a great victory. Although the remnants of white clothes are indispensable, it is not the first priority. I hope that Qing will return to Beijing as soon as possible. I am very dependent on national affairs and economics, and the treacherous situation outside the Great Wall needs to be discussed with the Qing carefully. "

Yang Ling sighed after reading the letter, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. Lian'er cleverly beat his shoulders gently for him, and said softly: "What's the matter, the emperor's secret letter didn't say anything, and I rely on you, why is my husband unhappy?"

Yang Ling shook her head and gently wrapped her waist. Let her fragrant and soft body sit in her arms, press on her shoulders and sway gently, saying: "Lian'er, you don't understand, the emperor has a naive and easy-going temperament. Be like brothers and siblings in private with me, he wrote to me Private letters have always been relaxed and casual. Although he pretended to be relaxed this time, his tone was heavy. It seems that the political situation in North Korea and China is really difficult.

Alas, at the beginning of the reform, the old system will go away, the new system will not be perfect, and when the old resistance forces still exist, they should be conscientious, walking on thin ice. The manpower and material resources that need to be paid are also the greatest. After this period, we can see the superiority and results of the New Deal. However, the restructuring that I have promoted has been accompanied by constant wars, courts, internal strife, and foreign strife. The little savings I had had all gone, I really don’t know if I’m too eager to move forward, but it will be self-defeating. "

"Stupid Lord", Lian'er's sharp eyes are tender and pitying. She hugged Yang Ling lightly, kissed his forehead lightly, and said softly: "Today, you can only stand on your teeth. No matter what method or sacrifice you make, you have to survive the hardest thing. For a period of time, otherwise not only will all previous efforts be lost, but even regress.

You, you just take the current emperor too much as a little brother you love and care for. Seeing that he was also worried about state affairs, I wondered if the situation was too serious, so that this carefree naughty boy was not happy all day. Isn't it your expectation to assist him, make him a wise man, and let him care about national affairs? He can behave like this, why not the emperor also grew up, he is sensible? "

Yang Ling kissed her tenderly and whispered: "Good Lian'er, confidant Jieyu, you are really my confidante".

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Lian'er chuckled and said: "My husband, as the saying goes, it breaks and then stands. When the cocoon turns into a butterfly and spreads its wings, it is the time when the wings are the most vulnerable. You want to change the Great Ming and reinvent it. When its wings are the weakest, if you, the initiator, doubts yourself and loses courage, how can you expect others to firmly support you and follow you?

Husband, don’t forget, our little emperor is also when the cocoon wants to transform the butterfly, and it is also when he is worried. At this time, what should he do with you he trusts most? Is it to cheer him up and turn him into an eagle that advances through difficulties and fights the waves, or is it a cowardly sparrow? "

Yang Ling was silent, but there was a sense of interest in his eyes. He gently squeezed the tip of Lian'er's nose and smiled: "Ghost spirit, it turns out that it is not just the ecstasy of'singing', but also the same. It's tempting".

Ma Lian'er shook his **** reluctantly, and hummed, "Is there any seriousness? Three sentences are just like that, man, it's really bad".

"Hey, men are really "color", or where is the value of beautiful women?"

Lian'er gave him a slanted look, and the buttocks sitting on his lap shook again, smiling, "What's the matter, my legs are numb?"

"Yeah!" Although the beautiful lady is light and has a nice buttocks, she has become unbearable after sitting for a long time. Yang Ling nodded quickly.

Ma Lian'er smiled twice, wrapped his hands around his neck, twisted his body, and said, "Then I will change this side."

The two people are still sticking together like a Siamese baby, Lian'er gently and softly said: "Husband, your emperor brother has sent you a letter asking you to return to Beijing. When do you plan to leave?

"Tomorrow!" Yang Ling made a prompt decision.

It is said that in order to keep the language as concise as possible, a writer always stood with codewords when he was creating. Because he was tired, he wanted to finish it quickly, so he didn't have the energy to talk nonsense. Yang Ling feels that if officials sit next to a beautiful woman when they are in a meeting to study government affairs, then no matter if she puts all her weight on a man’s thigh like Lian'er or Lian'er, her knees will always touch places that shouldn’t be touched. , There will be a lot of similarities, and the bureaucratic style of bucking will be wiped out.

"Xiao Wu’s marriage can’t be attended. You will come back to back up the gift and ask someone to send it to explain the reason. Nan Zhili will give it to Qian Ning, Xu Tai, Jiang Bin, Xiao Wu, Peng Shark, and your elder brother. I’m also relieved. Yes. Tomorrow morning, we will leave for Beijing."

After making the decision, Yang Ling picked up Lian'er's legs, hugged this wonderful stunner who was entwined like a snake like a silky eye, and went to do practical things.

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Yang Ling has returned to Beijing, and taken away his wife and children grandiosely. Now there are no strong political opponents in the DPRK, and he has a knighthood, but he has no permanent position in the DPRK. Not afraid of those old masters being impeached, Wei Guogong put on a face that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. No one really dares to be the boiling water.

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The happiest thing this time is Ma Ang. My sister-in-law has been guarding for nearly three years, and he is finally able to see the moonlight. He is naturally happy for his sister when he is an older brother. Besides, who is this brother-in-law? Since I opened Yang Ling to live in Mafu and walked down the street, the masters of Nanjing Sixth Department had to stop the sedan chair and say hello. If you are on business to the palace of the imperial relatives, you don’t have to wait outside the second door. Now, at least sitting in the hall, there is a cup of hot tea, and the name has changed from Xiaoma to Sir Ma.

But at that time, after all, Yang Ling had not publicly announced the identity of Lian'er, and he was still a little embarrassed by his name. This time Yang Ling took the girl away without any suspicion. Who doesn't know his background? Don't see this time the imperial decree came down, he was only promoted to a general, but his younger sister entered the Guogong Mansion, and he was like a firework rocket, and his identity became the brother-in-law of the Wei Guogong.

Because Yang Ling brought his family back to Beijing, the person who sent off from the city had to bring his wife. Qian Ning’s wife was of average appearance, but because her father was an old official in Jinyiwei, Qian Ning climbed so fast, it was not because she borrowed the light of her old father-in-law, so her status in the family was not something that the flowers and jade concubines could shake.

Jiang Bin has been guarding the border all the year round. It has just been promoted to the mainland. Long ago, he wanted to be a woman, so he saved some money to go around inferior kilns. Before marrying his wife, he brought Wang Mantang.

Qian Ning sent Wang Mantang back that day, and the mansion was densely packed with crossbowmen and firegunners. If Jiang Bin doesn't come, he must dare to carry the knife and break in, and immediately kill him under the pretext. No matter how shameful Wang Mantang is, he has no face to bring these things up to others. What's more, Jiang Bin is dead. How dare she accuse herself, she can buy her and arrange some reasons to put the blame on Jiang Bin.

If Jiang Bin doesn’t come, knocks down the teeth and swallows the blood, and endures this breath, then the public shameful revenge will be avenged. The servants and those trusted guards will slowly spread the news. He saved face for himself, Jiang Bin, a country boy who returned to the north, had to be laughed at by people from Jinling City for half a year.

For a man, this kind of thing is really a matter of face. No man will not be too embarrassed to pull a woman into court, even if it is to the Grand Duke Wei, his concubine’s own property, what is he willing to do? Use it whatever you want. He hasn't paid the money yet. The Duke is not happy at all and can't do anything to himself, but Jiang Bin loses his face, and he will have no face to lead soldiers in the future.

Qian Ning repeatedly pondered that Jiang Bin's reaction would be either to go shopping or to swallow, instead of calling the folks from the village to comment like a twat, so he sullied him. When Jiang Bin took the knife and went out, the news was sent to him. Qian Ning was waiting for Jiang Bin to come and kill him. Unexpectedly, Jiang Bin walked halfway and stood stunned for a while, then turned around and walked back.

Jiang Bin heard the news from the spies. It was very strange. He had already revealed his identity at the Confucius Temple that day. This brash man dared to challenge me. How could he endure this humiliation today?

Qian Ning was still a little uneasy at the beginning. He secretly dispatched Jin Yiwei to follow Jiang Bin. I saw that he often drank boring wine and also drank. One time, someone specially dressed as a little second, and saw valuable rouge gouache in the corner of the courtyard. Ning sneered after hearing the return, and said that Jiang Bin had become a cartilage head that only dared to take a woman out.

It wasn't until the Jinyiwei spy system sent the imperial decree that was publicly issued through the cabinet three days before. Knowing that Jiang Bin was appointed as the commander of Nanjing Zhongwei, Qian Ning suddenly realized that he couldn't help laughing wildly: it turned out that he was arrogant. When I patted my **** and left, I couldn't help myself when I returned to the feet of the emperor. Dare to know that I was going to be an official under my nose, and then I had scruples.

But this is also human nature. Now the official is not small anymore, he has been promoted to lieutenant. For the sake of his future and face, he has to be scrupulous. People say that if you don’t have desires, you are strong. If you want something, just do something. We have to analyze the stakes first. For the sake of a concubine, of course he is not willing to have a good future.

To send Yang Ling today, he saw Jiang Bin with a cold face and didn’t look at himself. That Wang Mantang was very different from his previous gorgeous and coquettish appearance, lightly dressing and noodles, he was like a little daughter-in-law. Son, it was expected that he was beaten up by the wretched Jiang Bin before being treated like this. Qian Ning couldn't help but smile secretly and triumphantly.

Yang Ling still doesn't know the secret fight between the two. Seeing these tiger generals stand among the Nanjing officials who are coming to see them off, they are powerful and fierce and stand out from the crowd, and they are very happy.

If you want to leave Nanjing to be stable, you have to take the waterway, but this canal is not a straight excavated river channel, but a series of different river channels, which can be passed by boat, regardless of whether it is carrying cargo or people, using hydraulic wind However, the cost is far better than that of carts and horses, and there are more dynamic loads.

However, due to the crisscrossing of the river, the boats turned left and right when they walked. The speed was slower than that of land. Moreover, the Yang Ling's people were going back to Beijing and the big boats and small boats echoed back and forth. There were dozens of them. Therefore, Yang Ling chose to return to Beijing by land, and went directly to Shandong from Nanzhili to reach the capital.

On this road, the happiest person is Yang Pan'er. Suddenly seeing the mountains and water, the scenery is beautiful, the birds and the flowers are singing, so happy that the little girl knelt on the car cushion when she woke up, leaning against the window Little **** looked out, and asked her mother if she saw anything rare.

This daughter grows up so big, Yang Ling, the dad, only met once when she was just born. It is separated by mountains and rivers, and can’t see each other until now. Yang Ling is ashamed and painful to her, so this road is better than Lian'er To love her, Yang Ling often hugged her on her lap, pointed at the mountains and rivers, jagged rocks, and told stories about gods and monsters that she liked to listen to, such as "Journey to the West", "Nezhao Naosing the Sea", "Feng Shen Yanyi" , I heard that Pan'er was drunk, and now even the Lian'er who is close to him is a little jealous.

On this day, passing through Liangshan County, Shandong Province, Yang Ling had just finished telling the story of Lin Chong and Wang Lun making things difficult for him to submit his name. Pan's listened to it with gusto, but Lian'er wailed: "Look at you, Pan'er is a girl. At home, tell her stories about beheading, robbery, beatings and killings, you are a father."

Yang Ling held her daughter’s little hand, and said with a serious face: “Of course, my Yang’s daughter is not a young lady in the ivory tower. There are many things in life and all things in the world. Know more about it, let her know, this There are not all people who live well, like her. The children of Yang Family, regardless of whether they are men or women, are equal, not only capable of writing, but also capable of martial arts."

Ma Lian'er snorted and ignored him. Yang Ling took a sip of tea and told his daughter Song Jiang's story: "When Li Kui heard it, he said, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ."

"Why do they pay their respects when they are all satisfied"

"Uh...because he is Song Gongming. He often gives people meals and food to help poor friends. Although it is a small favor to him, it is a dripping favor to those **** men. , When the spring is reported. Baby, you can remember, one is one, two is two, we can never exchange the spring for dripping water, the girl only has the body to promise when the spring is spring' .

Pan'er sounded hazy, but just nodded seriously, Ma Lian'er laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, and clutched her belly and punched him hard.

Yang Ling continued with a grin: "The black whirlwind Li Kui yelled:'It turned out that it was Brother Gongming in front of him, and Li Kui was polite in this way.' Ho, the axe fell to the ground with a bang, and almost didn't hit the foot."

Yang Paner’s'gegege' smile, the laughter turned forward and backward, and Yang Ling looked at it with joy, and was adding fuel and jealousy to continue talking nonsense. I heard someone outside the car shouting: "Stop the carriage, stop the carriage, the country Grandpa, Grandpa Weiguo, please stop!"

The three thousand honor guards turned their heads when they heard the sound of the honor guards. The guards guarded the Yang Ling car sedan. They saw a group of fast horses rushing from the side road. There were about twenty people in that group, rushing to the honor guard Stopped to the side, hurriedly dismounted and took a look, and then ran under the sedan with the big banner of Yang.

Yang Ling got out of the car, stood on the cowl and looked at the shouting place. Pan'er also crawled out mischievously, standing on his legs and tiptoes with his big hands and looking out. Yang Ling saw that the head of the team was actually Miao Kui, and he waved his hand quickly: "Hurry up, let them come here, it's Father Miao." [Heaven’s Kiss Hand Hit]

Liu Dabangma immediately yelled: "Go away, it's Daddy Miao, please come in."

Pan'er approached Yang Ling in fear, looked at Liu Dabangmao with a big beard, and whispered: "Daddy, Beard, Li Kui".

Yang Ling smiled and touched her little head, and saw Miao Kui sweating to the front of the car, and Yang Ling was about to jump out of the car to meet, Miao Kui paid her respects, and said miserably: "Dear Lord! "

Yang Ling was startled, and hurriedly jumped out of the car, fearing that her daughter would fall out of the car, so he hugged her and put her on the ground. Then he stepped forward and helped Miao Kui, and said in a continuous voice, "Where does this start? How do you give this gift? Father Miao hurry up...".

Yang Pan'er also staggered, and said, "Where is your axe?"

"Huh?" Miao Kui raised his head and looked at the little man inexplicably, who is this?

Yang Ling laughed twice and said: "This is...this is my daughter", and he picked up Miao Kui, and took her daughter over, looking at the gray-headed Miao Kui and more than twenty guards in a puzzled manner. : "Daddy Miao, why are you here, but what's the matter?"

"My grandfather...".

"Isn't it Gongming brother?"

Yang Ling hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth: "You ignore her, what happened?"

Miao Kui stomped anxiously and grinds the stone in a circle. Then she cried and said with a mournful face: "Master of the country, the red lady's horses and horses hit the west, pretending to attack Shaanxi and tempting my army to gather on the western front, but she suddenly returned to attack my emptiness, crossed Hebei safely from Anyang, and ran towards the rugged mountains at the junction of Hebei and Shanxi. went".

Yang Ling was dumbfounded, but her heart suddenly loosened: "I guessed it right, she really didn't want to go back. Sure enough...abandoned Taiyuan and returned north, and went to the Taihang Mountains. Red lady, that reckless jungle, number Is the endless green hills the ultimate destination of your untamed woman? Hey, go, stay there, and never come out...".

Miao Kui saw him startled and couldn’t help but anxiously said: "Guo Gong, you know my old seedlings, it’s hard work for the emperor to do errands. Who would have thought that he would make a few contributions in Datong, but he wiped his body to kill him. The bandit was a faint move. Let’s not talk about Zhongtiao Mountain. Our family is responsible for the north bank of the Yangtze River. It is really careless. I don’t know Crazy Zhao is so cunning that he left an ambush in the mountains to respond.

In order to make up for the merits, our family was really careful to eliminate the remaining bandits this time. We were cautious in the use of troops. Since receiving an order from the government, she may attack Shaanxi...".

"Ahem, yes, from the analysis of the intelligence obtained by the princes of this country, they are indeed intending to attack Shaanxi. This has also been proved by their first attack on Shaanxi. It is only a contingency plan to take the road north when you see things. Responding is the responsibility of the battlefield master, and the prince of this country is not a living god. How can I predict everything? Besides, I told you that I should also beware of them returning north?"

Miao Kui heard Yang Ling push two, five and six, all the responsibilities were gone, and the heart of crying was all over, he even said: "Yes, yes, the grandfather of the country has ordered it, I blame my old Miao first. After a while, I was eager to make meritorious service, and worried that the Red Lady was all cavalry. If they wanted to break through, the infantry should not be chased. In order to be wiped out, all the main forces were transferred to the western front...

I... until now, I’m afraid that the emperor will no longer tolerate me. The only one in the world who can save me is Guo Gong. Our family inquires about Guo Gong’s itinerary all the way, and Pegasus rushes to ask Guo Gong You can save me freely".

"Ah, what is our relationship? If you say that, I'll see you out." Yang Ling patted Miao Kui on the shoulder, then turned around, sent Pan'er back to the car, patted her little butt, and coaxed her: "Hey, go in and play with your mother, and dad and Uncle Li Kui have something to say."

"Okay!" Yang Paner sounded funny, "Card" smiled and got into the sedan.

Yang Ling looked back at the sad Miao Kui with a guilty conscience. If I hadn’t emphasized the focus on the Western Front in my letter, and kept suggesting that this was a secret message from the Zhao Crazy Army, and Miao Kui overly believed in the judgment of the General Yum and the magical powers of the factory, how could it make Red Lady Five thousand people easily cross the river and escape into the Taihang Mountains?

Speaking of it, I used Miao Kui for the sake of an outsider, and Yang Ling felt a little embarrassed: Thaksin said so much about the possibility of eradicating the remnants of white clothes, and Miao Kui is eager to make great contributions. The eagerness to restore the negligence, and then underestimate those clichés about paying attention to the northern frontier defense line, reserved maneuvering, judging the situation, adapting to the situation, looking at the overall situation, and not leaving flaws. How could he hear it?

But these words are there, and the evidence is there in black and white. If Miao Kui wants to climb into the water, it is absolutely impossible. Otherwise, don’t think that the two people usually advance and retreat together. Now that Miao Kui has failed one after another, the Sacred Heart will be furious. As long as the Red Lady crosses the river, Miao Kui promises to enter Beijing immediately to clear the responsibility and push all the blame. To his Yang Ling body.

In the huge forces of Yang Ling*, who is dependent, who is cooperating, who is the confidant, who is the alliance, who can live and die together, and whoever is advantageous will not be profitable. He still knew it.

Yang Ling accompanied Miao Kui to a tree on the side of the road. The two sat down on an oval-shaped stone protruding from the mud and grass. Yang Ling learned carefully about the red lady's rush of people and horses all the way to the west, and escaped into Taihang. With his chin meditating for a long time, he said in a serious and authentic way: "Daddy Miao, the bandits in white are different from ordinary bandits. They are the anti-criminals. Now they have fled back to Hebei and escaped into the mountains. Who can guarantee that they will not make a comeback? Continue to cause chaos? Therefore, this bandit still wants to suppress."

When Miao Kui heard his lips trembled, he didn't know that the rebellious bandits must be swept away, and they must be killed. But he was in charge of the West Factory and the Imperial Horse Supervisor, and he knew better than anyone about the emperor's lack of money. Enter the Taihang Mountains to suppress bandits? It's easy to say, but can you fly in with wings?

Those endless virgin forests and criss-cross ravines and mountains, thrown into a hundred thousand army, can't even hear the noise. Even if the food is sufficient, it won't take three or two years to get rid of it. What's more, how can the court now withstand such a toss?

If it hadn’t been for him to passively prepare for battle on the north bank of the Yangtze River, he would not take seriously the military arrangement of focusing on ships and taking the Yangtze River as the sky to prevent the white-clothed army from escaping, so that the white-clothed bandits who were lurking down ready to respond easily succeeded, he would not be in a hurry. Back in the game, it was clear that the troops had already gained absolute advantage, but in order to wipe out all in one fell swoop, and fight a beautiful victory, the army was transferred to the rear. What can we do now?

When Yang Ling saw him sad and panic, he smiled and said, "Is father-in-law chasing me all the way?"

"Ah? Oh, no, our family led the troops back to Hebei. I heard that the country just took the route against Beijing, but the red lady escaped into the mountains and couldn't get out. For a while, she couldn't help it, so Pegasus came. Ask Guogong for a countermeasure. Let's not hide from Guogong, our family is anxious. I have left my team behind, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with you."

Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "This matter...has been reported to Ming Sheng?"

Miao Kui made a bitter face and shook his head vigorously. How dare he, talk about reporting to the emperor, just say Yang Ling, obviously Yang Ling proposed to focus on the western front, and the token is still in his hands, he dare not tear his face to clear the responsibility, what is the point? The point is not to make you desperate, and the Red Lady did go, then the inference is correct.

As for her temporarily changed her mind, it was you who gave her the opportunity to deploy troops. At that time, you were in the governor Henan. What happened to the Weiguo on the east of the river?

Yang Ling chuckled, and said, "I haven’t told Ming Emperor yet? Well, that’s good! Father Miao, in fact, as you know, the white army is no longer a white army at this point. The red lady leads the army, and only With a mere 5,000 men and horses, returning to the north, which is not conducive to their development, is simply lacking in ambition and redoing the banditry. So as long as the imminent crime of fleeing the enemy is solved, they stay in the mountains and cannot come out. The troubles gradually faded.

Look, there are about 5,000 people crossing the river, plus about 1,000 people lurking in the mountains beforehand. Here are the families of some important leaders. The Cui family’s old village of Red Lady has long since become a self-sufficient cottage stationed in the deep mountains. There are many men, women and children. These people were not seen when they raised their troops. So many family members must have stayed in the Taihang Mountains. Hiding. The Red Lady went to find them and brought a big burden. Can she still make trouble? "

Miao Kui nodded again and again, and couldn't wait to ask: "However, our family's command is unfavorable, which makes it easy for the red lady to escape. The emperor will investigate it. What should our family do?"

Yang Ling said in amazement: "The enemy flees? Where do you start? The thieves of the ringing horse are not dead. They want to sneak into the pass to accumulate strength in order to make a comeback. Forced to give up big plans, escape into the mountains and get out of trouble. How can this be a bad command?"

"Huh?" Miao Kui's mouth was dumbfounded, and his cheeks twitched like cramps for a long time before he sighed and said: "This...this...ah! Is this...this way?"

Yang Ling looked up at the shadows of the trees and the bright sunshine among the leaves, and said leisurely: "In a remote dynasty, several scholars lashed out at the imperial government. The local officials were so famous because of these people. How to deal with it, then play the emperor. The emperor was furious, and he issued an oral statement with only eight words:'Love is forgiven, sin is unforgivable.' Father Miao, if you are the local official who took the decree, you What would you do?"

Miao Kui is inexplicable. I don’t know why he suddenly mentioned an irrelevant incident, but still cautiously replied: “From this tone, the intention is to be severely punished. If we are a local guard, we will naturally behead these ignorant scholars. At best, he should be generous and allow his family members to converge and not hang the corpse in public."

Yang Ling smiled, stretched out his hand to break a pale yellow wild daisy, sniffed at the end of his nose, and said: "The person who gave the oral order was too unbearable. When he sent the order, he moved a little. The life of a scholar."

Miao Kui said in amazement: "It is a common matter for ministers to convey the Shangyu, deliberately modified and relaxed, and expresses the meaning with the song. However, this Shangyu only has eight characters. How can you move your hands and feet?"

Yang Ling said aloud: "Simple, the person who preached said:'The sin is unforgivable, but the sentiment is excusable'. The word has not been changed, but the two sentences before and after are reversed. Father Miao, if it is After listening to this kind of decree, did you kill or release?"

Miao Kui, ah, for a long while, seemingly enlightened.

Yang Ling smiled again: "There is another general. Because of losing battles, the defeat is difficult to cover, and the emperor is afraid of anger, so when he plays the battle report, he has to be realistic, but when he mentions the defeat, he doesn't say repeatedly After repeated defeats and repeated defeats, the emperor saw this memorial and felt his bravery, so he did not convict him. Did Miao Gonggong understand?"

"Then... the rest of the red lady?"

"Fight, the remnants in white clothes have no strength to fight back, and they are forced to flee into the mountains. The bandits in white clothes who were once invincible and cross the world are reduced to bandits without food and clothing. But... the imperial wealth is tense, no longer In my opinion, only the garrisons dispatched to the main posts at the foothills of the Taihang Mountains will be strictly guarded. The right to be used for military exercises and military exercises will not cost much."

Miao Kui slapped his forehead with a backhand, a smile just appeared on his face, and suddenly he said nervously: "Will anyone be impeached?"

Yang Ling spread his hands and said: "It's not necessarily that someone is ignorant. Besides, I am the coach and you are the supervising army. What was the strategic intention at the beginning and whether it has achieved the goal now? Apart from you and me, who else can tell?"

Miao Kui heard that monkey grandson took off his golden hoop, and he almost scratched his cheeks with joy. He thanked him, nodded, bowed, grateful and talked with Yang Ling for a long time, only then did he want to leave the army behind. Qingqi chased and left the team for too long. Only then did he hold his hands to look at each other, choked with tears, and reluctantly left.

Yang Ling smiled and watched him go away happily, and said in his heart: "Li Kui...Uh, brother Miao Kui, don't worry, even though I have used you once, I will never get out of Song Jiang’s poisonous pickles. Zan, what's the matter, I will try my best to carry it around for you."

Miao Kui is walking on horseback, and he feels lighthearted. It is very different from when he came: "It must be Duke Wei, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands as rain... Oh, that letter from Duke Guo..." .

When Miao Kui thought of this, he quickly took out the letter from his arms and tore it to pieces, and threw it into the clear water of the clear stream under the horseshoe: "If you follow the plan of the country, you can’t keep this letter, otherwise I will win. It really failed, I still have to bear this heavy responsibility."

Looking at the scraps of paper drifting along the water, Father Miao let out a long sigh, and muttered to himself with emotion: "You have to be a scholar. When I return to Daying, I will borrow Master Liu's "The Western Chamber". I can’t read, so I have to read more."

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In the book review area, there are constant book friends suggesting that I separate the four thousand words into chapters and update them in the evening, saying that I am going to lose the monthly pass if I update like this. I believe many book friends have this idea. I have seriously thought about it here. Give a unified reply.

I used to have chapters a day, and it was updated at noon, but August, September, and October were far ahead. It can be seen that although skill is a factor, it can play a small role. It can’t be left behind. I always find the reason from others, I think it's because my own plot lacks climax.

Furthermore, the saying that there are many readers at night and people take advantage of it is not true. These readers can't read my book? If you don’t watch it, then it doesn’t matter when I update. If I’m watching it, even if I update in the morning, he goes online at night. For him, it’s no different from the previous update. In this respect, the small 5 doesn’t take advantage of it at night. Update, multi-chapter update is the habit of others, please don't complain about others in the book review area, I think it is better to dance the recent plot.

As for asking me to change twice a day or more, I also think, but shortening the chapter is not what I want. For example, today’s chapter, 8,000 words divided into two chapters is not infeasible, but I always think it’s a chapter. Less dull and tasteless. If I increase the amount, I can’t do it. From the time it was launched in January to now, I have not taken a break. The general rule is that the slower the later, but I write faster and faster, and my energy is almost drained. .

I have written less recently. I really can’t write so much. I often ran to the balcony to smoke a cigarette at night, patted the painful and swollen head lightly to relax my mind. I'm just simmering, simmering~~, don't complain that I have been less recently, that was my physical and mental power when I wrote twice the number of words than before.

I used to stay up until one or two o’clock before going to bed. I only had less than five hours of sleep a day. This situation has lasted for at least three months. I went to bed at 11 o’clock these days. Sleeping, I wake up very vigorous in the morning, but now it is the same as when I went to bed at one or two o'clock. When I woke up, I was sleepy and tired. I didn't dare to open my eyes without touching the eye drops. The eyeballs are always bloodshot for 24 hours. The kerosene is almost dry.

Bookmates helped me to calculate the annual ticket status. The annual ticket is calculated from January to December for the sum of the monthly tickets for P works under the name of an author. At present, I have 700 tickets less than dancing. If I exceed the monthly ticket this month 700, so in the final competition for the annual ticket next month, you can stand on the same starting line. In fact, it has not been able to lead at present, and it is difficult to guarantee the ranking this month. My energy is lacking, and the quantity and quality are declining. Why?

But there is no need to blame others. This is my first book to become famous. My hard work has been rewarded a lot. In August, I exceeded 4000 votes, September exceeded 3000 votes, and October exceeded nearly 6000 votes. This is What is the distance? Without this terrible triple jump~IndoMTL.com~ I don't even have the qualifications to stand up to compete for the annual ticket. At that time, it was not 700 votes short, but 145,000 votes, right? I paid, and I got it. Now maybe the quantity and quality can’t meet the high requirements, so it’s normal to drop. If you are anxious, annoyed, or aggrieved at this time, then you really don’t know who you are. .

The same sentence~IndoMTL.com~ is fate, subscription is the part, voting is love. The monthly pass is nothing more than the affirmation of a book by the book friends, and a reward and comfort for the author's hard work. As far as the author is concerned, getting a monthly pass should also be attached to the creation. It should not be regarded as the only direction or even the main direction. If I lose the original intention of writing a book without regard to physical and mental exhaustion, it is self-conscious. The future is ruined.

Continue to codewords and continue to create seriously. I would rather slow down a little bit, think more about the plot and the use of language, and go to bed earlier, so that my dying body can support it until the end of the year. I jumped over in the triple jump, and I had to rush forward, but I would pay attention to the severity.

Competing for monthly and annual tickets is all important, but what I want most is not to write a sloppy ending.

So, work hard in action and have a peaceful mindset. I hope that my mentality adjustment can also affect the book friends. I hope that the book review area will have more book friends to interrogate and joke with each other.