Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: One hundred and eighty-six talents meet soldiers

After the meal, the army pulled out the camp and set off. The mule and wagon on the official road trampled the snow on the muddy road. As a result, the team slowed down a lot. Not long after catching up with a team, the officers and soldiers were escorted by a continuous mule. The horse caravan is trekking **** the road.

Tan Ma reported back to Yang Ling that this is a convoy transporting grain and forage to Datong. The grain and equipment of the South-North Transport often travel on this road. There are endless carriages and horses. The original flat and solid rammed earth post road has been seriously damaged. After being pressed by snow again, it is rugged and sunken, slippery and slippery.

Seeing an army with well-equipped armor and neat outfits marching in, the squadron consciously moved to the side of the road. The army of Yang Ling gathered in the formation and passed by slowly.

Zhengde Emperor clamped on the horse's back lightly, his body undulating slightly, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd of the convoy. The convoy was crowded on one side, the civilians were in ragged clothes, some were mending the road, and some were carrying pedals on their shoulders, pushing the wheels stuck in the ice and snow pit.

The servants who drive the car are recruited, but these people who build bridges and make up the road and pick out coolies on their shoulders are refugees, tenants, and villagers who voluntarily deliver grain and grass. The refugees have no food and clothing, the tenant households are poor, and they have nothing to do in the winter. With their strength, they can come out to find some work to fill their stomachs and reduce the burden on the family, and they can also earn a few pennies.

Looking at the dishevelled poor people, the relaxed smile on Zhengde's face disappeared. The army crossed the heavy-duty convoy and continued to accelerate its journey forward. Zhengde kept looking back at the slow northbound long dragon.

The army stayed in Changping for one night. The county magistrate of Changping didn't know that the current emperor was in the army, but the two famous signs of the admiral of the factory and the admiral of the Beijing camp were enough to keep him busy. .

Yang Ling’s army was stationed in a small county town relying on the post-cheng hall. The servants and cooks in the post-cheng hall were all driven out and replaced by people brought by Zhang Yong. Changping county magistrate only said these two The scorching admiral in front of the emperor was too official, and he was not suspicious. He rushed to send dozens of big fat pigs. Seeing that the two adults had no enthusiasm to strike up a conversation with him, he wittyly left.

Yang Ling arranged the itinerary for night guards and tomorrow in the temporary Chinese army’s tent. Two pro-army soldiers walked in with a young man dressed as ordinary people. This person was inconspicuously dressed, but behaving. But he has his own majesty. When Yang Ling saw him, he smiled happily: "Liu Biao, come on, sit down. Any news?"

Yang Ling sent Yang Yiqing to follow Cheng Qiyun to go south to collect the handles of officials from areas supported by coastal gentry and gentry who had been sent to investigate in the early stage, and transferred the third gear Peng Jizu of the in-house factory to lead the five thousand elite soldiers. Liu Biao is responsible for the command and coordination of the horse detection along the way. Wu Hanchao rushed to Xuanfu and Datong in advance to get in touch with Han Lin, which had already taken root there, and took care of it in secret.

Liu Biao gave a military salute and sat on a side chair. Yang Ling poured a cup of tea for him with a smile, Liu Biao owed and thanked him, glanced alertly, and the surrounding guards retreated knowingly. Liu Biao said in a low voice, "My lord, there has been a message from Beijing to visit the horse. The two girls whom the lord wants us to pay attention to have nothing to do. They have been sent to the leopard room. They seem to be in peace. Continue monitoring.

In addition, the news that Juyong Pass and Xuanfu were sent back to the ground when the horse was inspected ahead. The wounded soldiers who were evacuated were sent to Datong's luggage. The convoy was on the way, and the army and civilians were mixed. Under such circumstances In order to prevent Tatar agents, there are management cards along the way. There are no pass orders and road guides issued by the military. People with more than five people are not allowed to pass. Therefore, there will never be large groups of people along the way. If there are hundreds of green forests He wanted to attack him in the five thousand army and discipline him. "

Yang Ling nodded, and slightly let go of his heart. He paced slowly in the tent, and muttered: "Wu Hanchao traveled one day earlier than me. There will be no news yet. As long as there is no danger along the way, just stay in. Once Xuanfu and Datong are gathered there, it’s safer. Liu Biao, you go down and eat first, and you must give me a bit of energy along the way. Today is no better than before, if the emperor loses a hair , You and I are in danger of losing your head!"

Liu Biao stood up solemnly and said: "You know about the humble job, you can rest assured, the humble job is gone!"

Yang Ling nodded, Liu Biao turned around, and a soldier came in to report: "My lord, the emperor's meal is ready", Yang Ling said: "Well, go and watch, I will go and see the emperor first." /

The emperor had an imperial dining room in the palace to serve food and beverages. Although Zhang Yong has a small **** who waits, it is impossible to take the imperial kitchen out of Beijing. Yang Ling took great pains to find a chef who had resigned from the imperial dining room because of his old age, and he didn't tell him clearly. He only said that he was making meals for himself, accompanied by a few loyal and reliable guards, and was responsible for the emperor's meals.

At noon, there were clever women on the road and it was difficult for them to cook without rice. Zhengde Emperor also ate some simple rice and tea in a hurry. This was the first serious meal. Yang Ling came to the backyard of Zhengde's's residence, and the guards who stayed behind in Ouchi knew the Master Yang. A guard hurried up and said, "Master Yang."

Yang Ling nodded slightly, and asked: "The emperor was out of Beijing for the first time. Isn't he tired from the bumps? Have you ever stopped?"

The military officer was also dressed as an ordinary lieutenant, and he replied with a smile: "My lord may have guessed wrong, the emperor is very interested. Just after washing, he took Admiral Zhang out."

Yang Ling was startled, his face slightly changed color and said: "At this moment, the sky is dark and the night is cold and windy, where has the emperor gone?"

The military officer hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, your lord, the emperor just went to the camp to visit the soldiers and did not travel far."

Yang Ling was relieved, and hurriedly turned around and walked outside and said: "I'll take a look, you can rest."

Yang Ling hurriedly left the post house. The post house in this small town is located at the east end of the city. The outer courtyard was originally the place where the round-trip cargo convoy stayed and stationed. The surrounding wall was built with nearly a thousand officers and soldiers stationed inside the wall. Stationed outside the door, at this time, the bonfire was burning everywhere, and there was a burst of meat in the air.

Yang Ling looked around and saw a lot of people walking around the bonfires on the right, so he hurriedly walked over. The soldiers were sitting around the fire. There were a big rice pot on the fire. A dozen mouthfuls of fat were slaughtered. The pig was out of the pot, and large pieces of meat were tumbling in the soup pot. The soldiers laughed and talked, chewing on the buns and gnawing on the bones.

Yang Ling is still a general uniform. When the soldiers saw their voices suddenly lightened, they stood up and saluted. Yang Ling had just bypassed two bonfires, and a figure suddenly flashed out of the diagonal thorns, grabbed him, and whispered: "Master Yang, where to go?"

Yang Ling took a closer look, and the flames flashed the person's body with gleaming silver light. A belt clustered with Xindi silver python official robes and jasper buckles was also a bit prestigious. It was the Beijing-based admiral Zhang Yong.

Yang Ling was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed him backhand and asked, "Where is the person?"

He is outside, although there are no outsiders nearby, but the wind sends words to others, lest he be heard by others, so he dare not say the word emperor directly. Zhang Yong winked, took him a few steps to the side, avoided the dark and snorted forward, and whispered quietly: "Hey, there, we are not allowed to follow, we see him having fun, only in Patrolling around, I dare not *get closer."

Yang Ling looked over there, and saw a blazing fire, reflecting a young and heroic face. Zhengde Emperor was sitting on the ground with the soldiers in a captain's clothes, side by side, and sticking cold buns with wooden sticks. Grilling on the fire, holding a big bone stick in his hand, taking a bite from time to time, chatting happily.

A stubble-faced veteran smashed his shoulder with a big grin, and Zhengde's shoulder sank. The man laughed and said: "Boy, the factory supervisor sent troops this time, our brothers are from the 12th Regiment. The battalion’s 100,000-strong army was selected by thousands of people, all of them opened their bows, got on horses, fisted with swords and spears, three or five strong men couldn’t get close, look at your little guy with delicate skin and tender flesh. What's the matter? Which is Tanzi's opponent?"

Zhengde was not annoyed, and smiled and said: "Big brother Mo looked down on me, I have never been on the battlefield. I used to fight with a **** who didn’t know martial arts in the brothel, and he almost didn’t. I hit my nose crooked, but I’ve never seen it before, and I’m stunned. To really talk about martial arts, I have several first-class boxing masters who have taught it by hand. I’m afraid you may not be my opponent yet.”

"Yo yo yo, the kid is quite capable of blowing." A lazily, stubborn soldier laughed: "So you are a handsome soldier, and thought you are a rich boy. Fame, but you don’t look like everyone else. What's the point of knowing how to embroider your legs like you? There are real swords and guns on the battlefield. Just you, handsome little brother, don’t want to kidnap Danzi. Be a rabbit husband."

Zhengde retracted the baked buns, pulled off a piece to **** the sipper and stuffed it into the mouth, chewing with gusto, and asked curiously: "Rabbit husband? What rabbit husband?"

The soldiers by the fire laughed loudly, and the bearded man next to him patted him on the shoulder, haha ​​laughed: "Look at how you don’t understand business, I really don’t know how you got here with Dashuai Yang. Tanzi The people over there are sturdy, long and sturdy, and even women look better than men. If you are a handsome boy, if you are taken captive by them, you don’t have to worry about becoming a slave. Their chiefs are going to be concubines, hahaha..."

Zhang Yong was furious when he heard the words. He twisted his eyebrows and was about to rush to him murderously. Yang Ling grabbed him and shouted in a low voice: "Be calm, don't be irritable, don't blame anyone who doesn't know, the emperor is not angry, you What?"

Zhang Yong looked intently and saw that Zhengde seemed a little embarrassed. When the soldier said that, he naturally knew that the so-called rabbit husband was a childish child, but Zhengde was not angry. For the first time in his life, someone talked to him so vulgarly. I think it's fun.

Zhengde said in disapproval and authentic: "Danzi kidnapped my women and children, I... I often hear the merchants from the north mentioned in the town, but they seem to plunder more food and grass, have they robbed a lot of people?"

Several soldiers gradually gathered their smiles. After a while, a red-faced corporal in his thirties sighed: "That's natural. Over the years, Dan Zi has attacked Xuanfu, Datong, and Ji Chang, I don’t know how many people were taken away."

A gentleman-looking officer slapped his thigh, and said fiercely: "Those sons of a bitch, the people are afraid of looting by the Tartars. Anyone who can escape has escaped into the Central Plain. Those ancestors and ancestors have passed on from generation to generation. The people living in the acres have nowhere to escape, but they can only be bullied by them. As long as they are old and mature men, they are killed, the young and the women are taken into captivity to become slaves and wives, helping them herding, milking, Sewing clothes to make wine, tying camel tents. Don’t you say that there are not many captives?

Hey, there are few people in Tartar, and the family grazes. There is only one family within a radius of tens of miles. There are no other people. The Ji Nang tribe in the Hetao area has the most Han people. The family has only four or five people, but there are six or seven Han people. slave. "

The red-faced chieftain sneered and said with relief: "Old man, do you think of sad things again? Didn’t Mr. Yang have already won a big battle? The barbarian Ding Zhuangyo, the lieutenant named Wang Shouren killed three in the first battle. Qian Danzi, these Danzi’s family members only have old and weak women and children. When they turn around, they have to become slaves to other people's tribes. This is called retribution!"

Zhengde glanced at the somewhat gentle veteran, and said, "Duan... Brother Duan, has your family been harmed by Dan Zi?"

The veteran gave a hey, silent. The bearded man next to the Zhengde ear whispered: "The old man is from Zhumabao, Datong, and his brothers and sisters belong to 65 people. Only five of them were abducted and killed by the Tarzi. They took them to the grassland and became slaves. , Grazing and farming.

Two years later, that tribe and another tribe were in flames. During the war, several relatives were trampled to death by Ranma. He fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. Then he fled back to the Guan, because he was very good at horsemanship, so he fell in love. The machine camp is designed for equestrian training. "

Zhengde was annoyed when listening to it, and was a little surprised to hear about farming, and couldn't help asking: "Tatar also farms? What are they farming?"

Bearded said: "When the Yuanren ruled Central Plain, they hadn't learned how to cultivate the fields or didn't want to cultivate the fields for more than 100 years. But when they were driven back to the desert, no one would supply them with buns. I want to learn farming instead.

Mongols now mainly graze and cultivate food in some places, but they don’t understand farming. These tasks are done by Han Chinese who were taken captive, and there are not enough manpower. Tarzi sometimes comes to the border to recruit refugees. . "

Mongols are also starting to learn Han Chinese farming? This news Zhengde didn’t know. In the past, Jinyiwei spies went outside the customs, and only paid attention to military and political intelligence. Even if they saw the Mongolians open up a small piece of farmland, no one cared. Zhengde seemed to have an idea after hearing it. When I went to pecking, I realized it was a dream, and I couldn't remember any traces.

The bearded man drew a knife from his belt and pierced a juicy piece of meat from the boiling pot, took a fragrant bite, and said: "Don’t be discouraged, come on, eat the big piece of meat, and get enough. Strength, when it comes to Datong, if Datong hasn't been chased away by President Yang, maybe our brother will show off!"

Zhengde also learned something like this. He drew a knife from his waist to pierce a piece of meat, and laughed loudly: "What I said is, if we have enough energy, one day we will take back all the things we snatched from Tarzi and burn them. The tea is too thick for their hands and feet, so let them do some rough work for us."

Yang Ling smiled slightly and whispered to Zhang Yong: "Daddy Zhang, this one has been out for less than a day, can you see if there is any change?"

Zhang Yong heard the words and looked at Zhengde carefully, nodded and said: "Well, isn't it? Wearing that coarse cloth clothes, how awkward to look at it, and also... look at sitting and eating, alas, we The family usually annoys the elders to the emperor the most... He gesticulates and asks him to do that, but now it’s not pleasing to our family."

Yang Ling glanced around and saw the guards of the Ouchi pretending to be ordinary sergeants, walking around leisurely, afraid that there would not be forty masters around Zhengde to protect them, and they were all surrounded by themselves. The selected soldier was relieved. He patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder and chuckled: "I think he is a bit more manly now, and more sensible."

Zhang Yong watched Yang Ling Shi Shiran leave, then looked back at Zhengde carefully, and said in a puzzled way: "It's still like that, he is not masculine and sensible?"

Early the next morning, the army set off for Juyong Pass via Changping.

Today is a cloudy day, and the new wind blows up the snow on the ground, and the face is cold. Yang Ling is wrapped in the velvet cloak and feels a little intolerant of the cold. A corner of the chain mail is exposed under the shirt, and she takes off the sheepskin gloves. The hot palm will get stuck as soon as it touches it.

Seeing that Zhengde was still with a group of guards, dressed in ordinary school captain clothes, he squinted his eyes and walked forward against the cold wind, and he stepped forward and persuaded: "The emperor, you have to get in the car anyway... rest Now, although the emperor’s body is strong, he has never survived such a cold after all. If he gets sick, he will miss a major event."

The wind is screaming in the wilderness, and you are about to enter a mountain pass ahead. The wind blows out from the mountain pass and blows the snow to the sky. You can pour one mouth into your mouth, so that Yang Ling just says a few words. Stop for a while.

Zhengde stubbornly said: "Don't go. Five thousand men have suffered this bitter cold, and the people in the north have suffered from this bitter cold every year, so I can't stand it for a few days?" He raised his hand to cover his face and turned his head. He laughed to Yang Ling: "Besides the wind and snow blowing on the face, it is numb and itchy. I have never had this feeling before. I finally came out. I must experience it."

Yang Ling couldn't smile after hearing it, and was waiting to persuade it again. A fast horse galloped from behind, ran to the front and stood on its back, panting and shouting: "My lord, behind... there are dozens behind... Ride a horse to chase and follow General Yang's order. No one is allowed to enter the army without an order. If those people are blocked outside, they order their subordinates to report to the general immediately. Please go to the army immediately to see you!"

Yang Ling surprised: "Who is chasing?"

The soldier showed a very strange look on his face, and said in a quiet manner: "This... the master who called me to call said that there are three academicians behind Li Dongyang, Jiao Fang, and Yang Tinghe. The rest... should be their entourage. ."

Yang Ling looked at Zhengde when they heard this, with a look of surprise in their eyes. Zhengde looked like a kid who was truant and was caught on the spot by a teacher, with a timid face on his face. Looking at Yang Ling, he said in a flustered manner: "What should I do? What should I do? I... Where do I hide?"

"Didn’t it say that the army arrived at Xuanfu and then announced the emperor’s secret decree of leaving Beijing to the cabinet and the six ministries of the Jiuqing? Why did you find out so quickly?" Yang Ling frowned for a moment and muttered to Zhengde. : "Is the emperor timid?"

Zhengde listened to the waist, glanced at the soldier, and lowered his voice to Yang Ling and said: "What's so timid? I'm just shy of knowing that I can't argue with them anyway. They die. What can I do if I chase behind my ass? But... Datong I must go, no matter how they stop it, I must go!

......, you come to help me find a way. "

Yang Ling chuckled and said: "If this is the case, leave it to the minister."

He rode a horse and rushed back. His 20 bodyguards and the middle officer followed closely. Yang Ling looked around, and suddenly found a soldier in the team riding on a yellow fat horse. Dark skin, mung bean eyes, garlic nose, a full face with a beard extending from under the jaw to the end of the cheeks, and it looks like a hedgehog. If he replaces the eight-foot-long dark iron rod in his hand with a zhangba snake spear It was Zhang Fei's reincarnation.

Looking at the person's appearance, he was a little familiar. After a little thought, he remembered that he was the big fat man who was sitting beside the fire with Zhengde last night and gnawing his bones. Yang Ling's eyes lit up: it's him! Yang Ling pulled the horse's head, the war horse Xiyu made a long hiss, stopped in front of the man, and shouted: "What's your name?"

'Zhang Fei' was taken aback. Yang Ling didn't recognize him. He was a soldier picked out by Yang Ling. He knew Yang Ling. Although he had a rough temper, how could he dare to be presumptuous in front of Yang Ling. Live in horse halter, respectfully and honestly: "Return to the marshal, and sign Liu Dabangmao, Lieutenant of the Iron Rod Camp!"

Yang Ling was in a daze, wondering: "What's this name? Don't you even have a serious name?"

'Zhang Fei''s black face blushed, and he said shyly: "Adults, the little aunts and mothers gave this name, saying that I was born black and strong, like a hammer, so I called Liu It’s a mallet."

Yang Ling was very satisfied when he saw his rough look, stupid and silly, he smiled, and said: "The officer is entrusted with a holy order to go to Datong to patrol the war. There are several civil servants from the capital to chase after him. He must do everything possible. I persuaded the officer to go back. This officer ordered you to hold my Shangfang sword, take me twenty soldiers, go to the rear to intercept them, and when the army has passed the Juyong Pass, you will come back again. After this job is done, you will be my own soldier. How about ?"

Liu Dabangmai was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately bowed his hands with joy: "Subordinates obey!"

Yang Ling untied the imperial sword and handed it to him, saying: "Those high officials are all scholars. They talk so much, and their words are eloquent. No matter what they say, you just have to tell them: "Bong envoy, after the tour is over Naturally, the dragon returns to the sea, and the waves are calm. Everyone is at ease in managing politics in Beijing, so don’t worry about it!'"

Liu's big club thrust the sword into the stubbing silk ribbon, and the thick black eight-foot iron rod crossed the saddle, clasped his fist and said: "Please mark it! No matter what they put... Then mark it. Never let them go further!"

Liu Da Bangmao grabbed the black iron rod, and, apart from anything else, he led twenty soldiers and killed him in the rear.

Yang Ling smiled: "Let this class of talents reason with this soldier."

He turned his head and shouted: "Chinese military officer, order the whole army to speed up, and the thousand troops will first go to Juyong Pass to knock the door. If you leave the official, go straight to Xuanhua, no delay!"

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"Order!" The middle officer yelled, the small flag in his hand was raised several times, and the flags in the hands of the commanding officer continued to move and change four times. The five thousand horses suddenly vented the flood of the embankment, the reels of vehicles, and the horses. The billowing iron stream hurried to Juyong Pass.

Jiao Fang is loyal and wants to hide it for Zhengde Emperor and Yang Ling, but the excuse he made all day yesterday was really hidden. Unexpectedly, in the evening, when the three scholars should leave the palace, the **** of Renshou Palace came to Wenhua Hall and asked the emperor why he had not yet arrived in the harem. The empress dowager and the empress dowager asked the emperor to go up to enjoy the palace lanterns.

This time, the stuffing was revealed. Usually, the two queen mothers rarely take the initiative to look for Zhengde Emperor. Because it is the New Year, the relatives and relatives of the emperor come to visit the palace. The empress dowager and the empress dowager chat happily, remembering that Zhengde likes to be lively. People are coming to find.

The Li Dongyang found Yang Tinghe in horror. The two went to the Huadian Palace. First they quarreled, and then they twisted. The eunuchs and guards who came after hearing the news saw that it was the three scholars in the New Year friendly boxing match. I didn't know which one to persuade, but they all froze there.

Li Dongyang and Yang Tinghe don’t know what happened to the emperor. This time, they were really crazy. Three scholars swept the floor. Jiao Fang was punched by Yang Tinghe, his beard was pulled out by Li Dongyang, and his kick was kicked. Li Dongyang almost got angry.

The empress dowager, the empress dowager, the empress, and the princesses all rushed when they heard the news. Jiao Fang couldn't hide it, and then bluntly told him that the emperor had issued a secret decree and he had to act accordingly. Sannomiya was shocked. They also knew that sending an ordinary person could not control Zhengde at all. They simply blasted all three scholars out of Beijing and chased them all the way day and night.

Liu Dabangma led twenty iron guards, rushing to the back in a majestic manner, the iron knights lined up, twenty silver spears pointed obliquely at the sky, and Lu Dabangmao pierced the sword~IndoMTL.com~ Holding an iron rod, his face was full of hideousness.

Shang Fang Baojian has heard of it in the drama, and heard that there is such a thing as a senior official, so bullish. Anyway, his Shangguan was destined to be a military commander, so he looked down on these nerds.

Li Dongyang saw a group of guards, but Zhengde and Yang Ling did not show up, and couldn't help but feel angry.

The emperor went out of Beijing secretly. He has not yet persuaded him to go back. He didn't dare to show up at will. He had to patience and shout: "Where is Yang Ling Yang Jun? Ask him to come out to see the officer, the officer has three sentences... "

He hasn't finished speaking yet, Liu Dabangmao hung the iron rod on the victory hook, drew his sword from his belt, slammed it into the air, drank it like a thunderbolt, and shook one of the three scholars, almost trembling. Did not fall off the horse.

Liu Dabangma desperately opened the mung bean eyes wide, shouting loudly: "With the holy edict, after the patrol, the dragon will return to the sea and the waves are calm. Everyone is at ease in managing politics in Beijing, don't worry about it!"

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