Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince Chapter 52: Ignorantly entering Beijing

The sun was shining brightly and the pedestrians on the street were getting blazing, a strange team suddenly appeared at the North City Gate. Sixteen Great Ming soldiers, all in military uniforms and wearing knives, escorted in a brightly painted carriage. Coming from the city.

　　The white horses are all tall and majestic, and the saddles are gorgeous, and the armor of the horse guards is many times more exquisite than the clothes of the frontier army. The carriage entered the city without stopping, and the honor guard went straight to the post office.

In the post office, Yang Ling, Liu Biao, and Yang Yiqing are chatting and drinking tea, trying to learn as much as possible about Beijing and Jinyiwei from their mouths. At this time, a postman hurriedly ran in and said, "My lord, there are officials from the past who have come to submit a book and drive, and the convoy will be here soon."

　　Yang Ling heard it very strange. Although the post office is responsible for receiving past officials, but not far from the **** crowing, it is the site of the Tatar people. There has never been a court official. If there is an official who has put in a book and is stationed there, then the size of the fleet must be quite large. Who is here?

　　 Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing rushed out to greet him behind him, and saw a carriage slowly coming along the post road in front of him. There were eight horses on each side, and the knight sitting immediately with a helmet and armor was very mighty. .

　　As soon as I saw the yellow flag on the carriage, Liu Biao had quickly caught up to a step, and whispered in the ear of Yang Ling: "My lord, this is a visitor from the capital."

　　 Yang Ling nodded slightly, stood in front of the door, and saw the carriage stopped in front of the car and lifted the curtain. A person walked out with a waist in his fifties. He was in his fifties and had a thin face, dressed as a palace eunuch.

　　Yang Ling lost his voice: "Gonggong Liu?" That person was the man who was the supervising army, Gonggong Liu. He got out of the carriage and said to Yang Ling with a smile on his face: "Yang Yicheng, our family really has a relationship with you, this is not. ..... It's only been more than a month, let's meet again."

　　Yang Ling gave Grandpa Liu into the lobby, but he couldn't figure out his intentions for a while. It is said that I have been promoted to the position of Jinyiwei as a fifth-rank co-knowledge, and he does not need the **** in the palace to come forward. This **** is usually ordered to supervise the army, collect taxes, and buy palace supplies. It is rare to summon a third-rank or lower eunuch. The officials also wanted the eunuchs to bring imperial decree to proclaim.

　　Sixteen warriors stepped into the hall and stood on both sides, pressing on their waists and eyes without squinting. Grandpa Liu walked to the center of the hall, turned around and let out a clear cough, and said loudly: "Jiming County Post Cheng Yang Ling !"

　　Yang Ling was frustrated and at a loss. He was surprised to hear that the emperor had given him the imperial decree. As for the decree, whether he did it like the movie shows, he was even more concerned. Nothing. Fortunately, Grandpa Liu also saw many such courtiers. The imperial decree is not a newspaper. How many officials actually took over the imperial decree, and even the ministers who were officials in the court, many of them made jokes when they first accepted the imperial decree. He smiled slightly, holding Huang Jian in both hands and whispered softly: "Yang Yicheng, kneel down and listen to the announcement!"

　　Yang Ling gave him a grateful look, then knelt on his knees and said: "Chen... Yang Ling listen to the announcement." It was the first time to kneel down, Yang Ling was really uncomfortable in his heart. It was like going to the countryside, at least he didn't have the courage to resist.

　　 Liu Gonggong slowly unfolded Huang Ling, and said loudly: "Feng Tian carries the emperor, the emperor said: I heard: the three generations of the world also depends on the people. The old people are also the foundation of the country. The ancient saints have said: Dadao The trip also, the world is the public..."

　　 Liu Gonggong shook his head and cadence. Yang Ling listened to Liu Gonggong reading those classical Chinese texts, although he understood the meaning, but listening was quite difficult. After a long while, I heard Liu Gonggong recite the topic: "...It is the old people, the lord of the country, the emperor has the world on behalf of the people, and the emperor speaks of faith and harmony, selection of talents and ability. The current prince , Smart and studious, Yang Ling, a scholar of Wenxuanfu, both virtuous and capable, and very kind. My will, Yang Ling will enter Beijing and serve as the prince's attendant, Wen Zhao will enter Beijing immediately without delay. Qin this. Hongzhi eighteenth year in February. "

　　Yang Ling sounds inexplicable, the Prince attends? Isn't it the same as Jin Yiwei? Suddenly he thought of what Ma Lian'er said that night: promotion to officialdom is trivial, and there is a saying that the career is sinister... With the "credit" you set up, there is no way to go straight to the center of the center. In principle, it is even more unlikely that someone in Beijing would be so kind and promote your official for no reason. We have to think about it, but we can't let people get rid of it..."

　　Yang Ling suddenly understood, no wonder Jin Yiwei ran up to promote his official, because it turned out that the emperor was going to serve as the prince's attendant, which was the icing on the cake. Although the prince is a sixth-rank official, he is actually a classmate of the prince. Once the prince is enthroned, can these people who are closest and familiar to the prince not be reused?

　　 My own post was originally just a peripheral staff of Jinyiwei, but now this official has become the clerk of Jinyiwei's center. With a single appointment, he will pull the future emperor’s confidant into his camp. Of course, he won’t suffer. .

　　 Liu Gonggong saw that he was still kneeling there blankly, and he whispered: "Yang Yicheng, don't you want to thank you?"

　　Yang Ling woke up, and hurriedly shouted: "Chen, thank you for your decree." He took the imperial decree in Gonggong Liu's hands with both hands, took a peek, and saw that Gonggong Liu didn't mean to call himself three knees and nine knocks. He stood up.

　　 Liu Gong bus issued the imperial decree, and immediately accepted the look of being high above all beings, and said to Yang Ling kindly: "Yang husband, our family Liu Jin, is a slave next to the prince, Yang husband will serve as the prince, let’s You need to get close."

　　Yang Ling heard an excitement and lost his voice: "Liu Jin? Are you Liu Jin?"

　　 Grandpa Liu blinked and said strangely: "Why, Yang husband has heard our name?"

　　Yang Ling nodded, then shook his head, not knowing what to say.

　　 Liu Jin, the prototype of the factory father in "New Dragon Gate Inn", the legendary Dongchang **** who kills people without blinking, is this inexperienced old **** in front of you?

　　 Thanks to novels and TV, what Wang Zhi, Wang Zhen, Liu Jin, Wei Zhongxian, Yang Ling are familiar to you, and all these great eunuchs here are all dressed in weird martial arts. They have a childlike appearance and a strange appearance. At this time, they saw the real appearance with their own eyes. The Liu Jin and Yang Ling thought they had the same name and surname.

　　Liu Jin said happily: "Our family serves the prince. It’s hard to come back to Beijing. There are not many people who know our name. I don’t expect Yang husband to have heard of me. Things in the world".

　　"Yang husband, now that we have fulfilled the imperial decree, I think we will set off right away. Today the prince is a martial artist, it is best to dance with a spear and a club, march in a marching formation, Yang husband submitted a post to General He, our family When you took it back to Beijing, the prince was very pleased to see it, thinking about using your method to practice the Shenji camp, don’t make the prince anxious."

　　Liu Jin is still very careful and serious in handling errands. He is now the secretary of the clock and drums. He is the smallest authority among the internal officials. The prince Zhu Houzhao is self-willed, and his temper is gusts of wind and rain. How dare Liu Jin neglect this baby boy.

　　Yang Ling had to call Youniang and start packing up. Liu and Yang said that they were Yang Family domestic servants. Although the local post office felt strange, Liu Gonggong didn't know Yang Family's family background, so he didn't care. Yang Ling finished everything and Ma Lian'er spoke to Youniang before returning, asking her eldest brother to go out of the city to report the news, lest she think she is leaving without saying goodbye.

　　At this time, three carriages are already on the winding road. The mountain road is narrow, and sixteen guards are escorted by eight fronts and eight rears. The front is the red-lacquered carriage of Gong Gong Liu, and the last two carriages are sent from the post office. A high pole is erected in front of the carriage, and a post is written on the back. It is Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing sitting in the luggage cart.

　　Han Youniang looked out the window silently, never separated from his family since he was a child, and went to such a far place alone. A few days ago, thinking about going to the capital, excited like a child, I really left at this time, and my heart was empty. Alas, Dad worked as a postman and ran around. He didn't see him when he left this time, and he didn't know how long it would take to see his relatives again.

　　Yang Ling knows that she is reluctant to give up, so softly comforted: "Don't worry, when we go to settle down, I will find a way to bring father-in-law and them to Jingli."

　　Youniang gave a hmm, lying gently in Yang Ling's arms, his big eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Yang Ling gently caressed her back, and she was full of thoughts for a while.

　　 Prince attendant, what role is it? I did not retain the memory of the original Xuanfu scholar Yang Ling. I really want to test the four books, five classics and eight-legged essays. It can be said that I don't know anything about it. I hope that the name of the attendant will be true, just accompany the prince to study.

　　The history he remembers is too simple. Except for Zhu Hongwu, Chengzu and the last Chongzhen, he knew little about other Ming emperors. Now he has been inexplicably pushed to the center of this historical stage. Can a high-powered figure in this era be able to cope with it?

　　Yang Ling has always been muddled. I just want my wife and children to be hot on the bed and spend the last two years happily. Now he is catching ducks on the shelves. As the saying goes, the companion is like a tiger. For his own safety, he has to be serious. , To actively recognize and understand this era.

　　Yang Ling straightened out his thoughts, and information about this era slowly flowed through his mind...

　　 is the eighteenth year of Hongzhi, the emperor is Hongzhi Emperor, and his surname is Zhu. The name, due to limited knowledge, cannot be associated with the year, so...unknown. The life is also unknown. Prince Zhu Houzhao, liu, lustful, mediocre, handsome, and handsome, about his life and deeds: Youlong Xifeng, the impression seems that he died early. Liu Jin, the treacherous minister, when he became famous, it is unknown, how he died, it is unknown, it is not easy to die anyway.

　　 waste wood! Absolute waste! Yang Ling can only be ashamed to give itself such an evaluation, relying on such a bit of information, can it be the first opportunity, hasten luck and shun disasters, and history? After being discouraged for a while, Yang Ling suddenly lifted his spirits up again and straightened up his waist: What are you doing? What Zhengde Emperor, what treacherous minister Liu Jin, my life is as short as grass and trees, it is not for me to worry about, my purpose is to go to the capital, be a high-level executive, and mix in Beijing!

　　The ignorant is fearless, and Yang Ling, who is about to close his eyes to enter the capital, begins to be blindly optimistic.

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　　Ma Lian'er blew to the post office like a gust of wind, and in a blink of an eye, he rode out to the north city. The big bowl of horseshoes stomped the bluestone slabs and the sound was like rain. Quickly out of the city, there was no trace of the carriage in the wilderness. Ma Lian'er carried horse halter under the city gate and did not set foot on the official road with winding mountains for a while, but went straight through the fields that had not yet been cultivated. Take a shortcut and rush forward.

　　The dark green cloak made a hunting sound in the air. Her heart was so anxious. The heartless Brother Yang didn't even have time to wait for me to meet. Why did she go so hurriedly? We won’t see each other again in three years.

　　 A fast horse flies like a flying horse. Under her superb riding control, the claret horse flies with four hooves like an arrow from the string. The land of the ridge runs to the end is a small river, and the claret horse flies by, splashing a day of broken Yu, from a distance, she saw the horse-drawn carriage slowly running through the mountains along the winding road. Ma Lian'er was ecstatic in her heart.

　　The mountains are changing. A semi-circular valley is in front, and the carriage is half-turning. This side is the cliff of Linyuan. The soldiers on the winding road and sitting on the carriage are extremely boring. Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing have become a reality. The red horse chasing down the mountain. Liu Biao could not help standing up and looking down the mountain, and shouted: "There is a lady under the mountain chasing us."

　　Yang Ling and Youniang hurriedly got out of the carriage after listening to them, and saw a red horse and a green cloud coming slowly under the mountain. Han Youniang could not help but cried out: "It's sister Lian'er, sister husband, sister Lian'er is here."

　　 Yang Lian hurriedly called the coachman to stop the car and stood on the shaft and looked down the mountain. Ma Lian'er also stopped and stood there quietly, one person and one horse. An unclimbable cliff left the two of them facing each other far away.

　　 Ma Lian'er stared madly for a while, seeing Yang Ling waved to himself, and then signaled the carriage to move forward, but he was still standing in the front of the carriage looking at himself. Ma Lian'er's heart was agitated, and suddenly he pulled out the small scimitar around his waist, brushed off a strand of hair, and hurriedly tied it to the shaft of an arrow.

　　 The carriage slowly, as long as it turns out of this valley, it will disappear from her sight. Ma Lian'er mentioned horse halter suddenly, and both legs pinched the horse's belly, and Xi Yu let a horse hiss, and the valley reverberated.

　　 Yang Ling and a group of warriors in the middle of the mountain looked into the valley, and saw the red horse stand up, fixed for such an instant, flying tightly with four hoofs, the red horse rushed forward incomparably fast Go, ahead is the cliff of Death Valley, only about thirty feet away.

　　, the horse galloped fast, and the distance of twenty feet was in a flash. If you rush forward at such a speed, I am afraid that one person and one horse will be killed on the rock wall, and the people on the mountain can't help but exclaim. However, I saw that the fast horse of Ma Lian'er suddenly twisted at a right angle of almost 90 degrees, discarding the rein, taking off the bow, twisting the body, and pulling the arrow in one go. The movements are neat and graceful, and people's hearts are shaking their heads~IndoMTL.com~Liu Biao, Yang Yiqing and a few others The soldiers in the army could not help but cheer loudly. The homes of high-ranking officials in the capital had a number of Tartarians, who were Mongolian warriors who sought admiration. They had seen those people performing the kung fu of riding and shooting the great Yuan iron cavalry in the past.

　　 The Mongols’ art of riding and shooting is in the world. Ma Lian'er’s skill in driving horses and drawing arrows is exactly the same as those of the warriors who are good at riding and shooting. It is shown by a young girl, and it also reveals an indescribable beauty.

　　The carriage of Yang Ling was about to turn over the stone cliff in front, and the moment it left Ma Lian'er’s sight, I listened to the tuk tuk tuk and three arrows arrived, shooting on the flagpole one arm in front of Yang Ling, the tail of the arrow was still buzzing. The driver was so scared that he was sitting under the pole shivering and almost fell out of the car.

　　The carriage slowly moved, and there was grass in front of the cliff, and the Lian'er under the mountain was no longer visible. Three sharp arrows were shot on the pole in a straight line, and on the middle arrow, a strand of blue silk was tied to the tail, still flying slowly in the wind.

　　Han Youniang stroking that strand of black hair, a bit sour and authentic: "husband, sister Lian'er has lost her mind."

　　Yang Ling scratched her nose, looking back at the three sharp arrows and a strand of green silk nailed to the flagpole, he couldn’t help but smile and thought: "Qingsi, love silk, three arrows, three years, this girl will not Just like Youniang, right?"

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　　PS: Have a drink tomorrow night, take leave in advance! If I can go home when I drink into Guan Gong, then I didn't say that the meaning character is the first and the code word is the largest. If you drink into Jigong, you will be embarrassed, and you will go crazy, at most, come up and go crazy in the book review area. If I drink into Zhou Gong...little brother, let's meet in a dream.