: Send the general again

When Yang Ling returned to the inner house, Han Youniang came up and said, "My husband, I heard that how many guests are being picked up by my family?"

Yang Ling said "Yeah": "A seriously injured scholar, I heard that he has good martial arts..." When he said this, he suddenly remembered something and asked casually: "By the way, young mother, if it were you, can you get taller?"

Han Youniang said strangely: "Why did my husband ask about this?" She raised her little face and smiled proudly: "My husband forgot that I jumped onto the execution platform more than ten feet away?"

Yang Ling shaved her nose and smiled, "I know you are amazing. My husband asked me to pull it up one meter in place. Can you do it?"

Han Youniang thought about it and shook her head and said, "No, even my father can't do it. The leverage technique cannot be lifted up by just relying on leg strength. The hard qigong I learned with my father can only be used to strengthen my body. Unless you know the excellent breathing and breathing technique, you can do it. There are very few such masters."

Her eyes lit up, she grabbed Yang Ling's sleeve and said, "Have you ever seen such an expert?"

Yang Ling laughed and said, "It's not too tall, at most half a head taller than you." After hearing the words of Youniang, he felt a little suspicious. After being with Liu Biao and others for so long, he also knew a little about martial arts. As the saying goes, "It's poor, rich, and martial arts." Although most of the martial arts practitioners are poor, most of the outer kung fu are practiced. Where can a woman in a horse gang invites famous teachers to teach excellent martial arts, and she practices so well?

However, when he thought of the young woman in red, he gave up the idea of ​​doubting her unique identity. Han Youniang asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Yang Ling hurriedly said, "Oh? No, I am... Someone from my hometown has also entered Beijing because of the chaos of war. It seems that they don't plan to go back. I'm just thinking about how to arrange them?"

Han Youniang said happily: "Are someone coming to our hometown? Whose relative is it?"

Yang Ling smiled dryly and said, "Yes... Yang Quan's third brother and Yunlong, the second son of the eldest brother."

Han Youniang's smile suddenly froze. Yang Ling also knew that this uncle was really unreasonable at the beginning. After all, he was an ugly act that was not public in private. Now he is in trouble. If he is kept away, he will be drowned by the spits.

The clan concept and local concept at that time were really good. People who were keen on fame and fortune like Jiao Fang and were self-protection-protected, once people come to their hometown to ask for help, they dare not give them any effort to help them speak to the emperor, let alone Yang Quan was his cousin. In terms of blood relationships, in the clan concept at that time, it was closer to his wife.

Yang Ling had always been with Liu Jin and others, and once heard them say that Emperor Hongzhi had favored a close servant named Zhang in the past. When the eunuch Zhang was nine years old, he was castrated by his father and sent him to the palace because of his poor family. Twenty years later, he became one of the most beloved internal officials around Emperor Hongzhi.

His father went to Beijing to seek a meeting. Eunuch Zhang was resentful of the past. Although the eunuchs around him repeatedly advised each other, they still insisted on not meeting each other. As a result, they became the target of public criticism. Later, when the emperor heard about this, he became distant from him since then, and said that he was not a clan and had a great rebellion.

I am from the modern world and don’t have so many concerns in my heart. However, I have to consider the current concepts of people, not accepting the ancestral worship of family members, which is contrary to the ethics of the principles and ethics, and in the world dominated by Confucianism, this alone can be impeached and dismissed from office.

Yang Ling said in embarrassment: "Now they have just entered Beijing, I have no choice but to help them find a place to live in two days and provide some food. If he is no longer so idle, he will be able to get his job and do his best."

Han Youniang remembered this heartless thing. Her cousin was still lying in bed, so she touched her sister-in-law and felt uncomfortable when she remembered her shameless behavior. When the rooster crowed and the clan came to surrender, she could not lose her etiquette when facing her husband's elders. Now that her husband has become a high-ranking official, she should pay more attention to these easily criticized areas.

Seeing Yang Ling in a dilemma, she hurriedly picked up her clothes and put them on her, and said softly: "It is indeed inconvenient to live in the house for a long time, but my husband doesn't have to rush to find another place for them. If you ask outsiders to see it, they don't know how ugly things you have to say."

When Yang Ling saw her put on her coat, she asked, "Do you want to go out for a walk? It's windy today, so don't go out for a walk."

Han Youniang smiled gently and said, "Go and see if they have the injured guest. Yang Quan told me that it was your third brother, and Yunlong called me again, "Young lady is your wife, how can you ignore their food and drink?"

Yang Ling said happily: "Good wife, she really looks like a mistress of the Yang family. I'm still worried that you are unhappy and want to cover up."

Han Youniang frowned and smiled mischievously: "I'm not so stingy. When I heard him talking crazy, if I hadn't seen my husband's group alone in the Yang family, I would have beaten him out with a stick. Now I can't use the stick anymore. My husband is so powerful... He wants to...huh, let's use his courage..."

The young couple came to the front hall with a joke and said, "I just had a meal and had not fallen asleep." When they heard that the couple arrived, they hurriedly welcomed them. Compared with the past, Yang Ling is now one in the sky and one in the underground, the luxurious house, the respectful servants, and the demeanor of the family. Yang Quan has never seen her before.

Thinking of his rudeness in the past, he was uneasy. He heard that Han Youniang had seen even the emperor, and now he is a third-rank imperial edict. The Jiming County Chronicle has recorded the grand and dignified land. Yang Ling loved her very much. If she took the opportunity to rectify herself, it would be miserable, but he was reluctant to give up the glory and wealth that could be obtained.

After seeing Han Youniang's attitude, she was very friendly and generous. Yang Quan felt a heart back in her heart and hurriedly flattered and praised her, for fear that she would remember her past behavior.

Although Yang Yunlong is three years older than Yang Ling, he is indeed the son of his cousin. He is very respectful to this uncle and aunt. He has also studied. He only took the exam twice and has not yet passed the scholar. He felt that there was no hope of fame and fame, so he followed his third uncle to the capital to seek Yang Ling.

After leaving the wing room, Yang Ling whispered to Han Youniang: "Young lady is much more dignified today than before. She has a wide range of knowledge when she entered Beijing, and is influenced by Yu'er, Xue'er and others, and has a moderate manner in dealing with people.

But... you didn't pretend to be a fool, and your smirk just now was still a little stiff. You should not look like this in the future when you look at your husband. Otherwise... if you are serving your family law, you won't be smirking in the face below."

As he said that, he gently patted Youniang on the buttocks. Han Youniang oh, chuckled and jumped two steps forward, and Yang Ling was so panicked that she quickly grabbed her.

Han Youniang held one of his arms and pressed her cheek against his arms and said softly: "If you think of his hatefulness, you can't help it, but... Brother Yang San was eating, drinking, whore and gambling when he was in his hometown, and he was ignorant. If you want to give him a job, you have to think about it.

My brother is working in the Ministry of Justice. He often tells me that all the officials there are a little afraid of him. With his cheerful temperament, it is rare to make close friends. Isn’t it because those people are afraid of you? Brother Yang’s character... If he holds the banner and acts as a tiger skin, he will do evil with your reputation..."

There have been many such things throughout the ages. Yang Ling nodded slightly when he heard this. He also felt that this thorn came to the capital, and it was not good to raise it, and it was really difficult to send it out. Don’t look at him being timid now. However, the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. When he was in Yangjiaping, he stole the cats because he was the largest family in the village, which made his neighbors bored. It seemed that he could not just find an errand and just send him away.

Gao Wenxin mustered up the courage to confess her love and scared Yang Ling away. She was so angry that she sat on the chair and felt so angry that she was so angry that she imagined that Yang Ling would be lively at this time next year, so she had to cover her red veil and marry herself. The more she thought about it, the more interesting she felt. She couldn't help but burst into laughter, and that anger had long disappeared.

She walked to the bed and raised the candle and looked down. The scholar's breath was stable. After the blood in his chest was relieved, the high fever was gradually controlled. The medicine for the cooking in the kitchen had been delivered, but it was too hot now and couldn't take it anymore. Gao Wenxin wanted to acupuncture for him first.

She turned around and took the acupuncture medicine bag, moved a chair and sat on the head of the bed. She had just spread out the needle bag. The scholar moaned softly and slowly opened his eyes. Gao Wenxin said in surprise: "Young Master, are you awake?"

The scholar did not care about appearance at this time, his face was full of beard. However, although he was seriously injured, his eyes were still bright and lively, and he seemed very smart. He looked at the pretty girl in front of him in confusion. After a while, he said weakly: "Yes, I am much better. Thank you for helping me. What is this place...?"

Gao Wenxin said happily: "This is the Yang Mansion of the capital. You are my master... My master has been rescued by my family. Don't get up in a hurry. The injuries on your body are still serious. Just wake up. I'll give you acupuncture first. As long as you keep your mind awake, the injuries will not worsen."

The scholar saw that the girl was busy spreading her cloth bag and taking out silver needles, so he stopped his mouth. At this time, the sky was getting darker. Under the shadow of the candlelight, he saw the girl's hair was tall and graceful, and could not help but say, "Girl, Xiaoke remembers that she was injured in Yanqing, why did she arrive in the capital in a blink of an eye?"

Gao Wen picked up the silver needle with his heart, looked at him with a wonderful look, and smiled faintly: "Although the young master's injury is serious, he still hasn't been unconscious all the way. Why did he save him and where he goes, right?"

The scholar just saw her beautiful and elegant appearance, and wanted to talk to her for a few more words. Unexpectedly, this woman was so smart, and immediately saw through his intentions and was sarcastic by her. The scholar couldn't help but feel hot and speechless.

Gao Wenxin snorted lightly, rolled up her green sleeves slightly, and said with a pretty face: "Can you sit up? Since you are awake and have the strength to say so much, just move up. I want to use a needle."

Gao Wenxin learned great medical skills in her childhood. She became the name of a goddess doctor at a young age. She has always been arrogant and arrogant, and has always been stingy when treating injuries to nobles. Only when Yang Ling rescued the sea of ​​suffering by that thrilling night was seen by him, he saw her body wearing only underwear. Later, Han Youniang hinted to serve her husband with her, and she treated him tenderly and tenderly.

At this time, she saw through the scholar's intention of admiring Ai, so she naturally had no good color. The scholar supported his arms and moved upwards hard. After all, he had just woken up, he was weak. Seeing this, Gao Wenxin hurriedly placed the pillow down while he was holding up his body and said, "It's done, just lie down like this."

The scholar gasped for a few breaths. Seeing Gao Wenxin lifting the candle, the clouds were slightly confused. He looked clear and graceful, and blurted out: "The cloud bun is gently tied, and the dew is light. The blue smoke and purple mist are covered with lightness, and the flying catkins are gone..."

Before the words were finished, a silver light flashed, and a silver needle passed through the cheek. The scholar felt soreness under his jaw, and his mouth could not be closed. Gao Wenxin snorted coldly, "The words are frivolous, so annoying!"

Then someone outside the door said, "Wenxin, are you still here?"

Gao Wenxin heard that it was Yang Ling's voice, jumped up, made a threatening expression to the scholar, turned around and hurriedly went out.

The scholar could hurt the demon Li Fuda, and his art was very good. A small silver needle could not control him, but he saw that Gao Wen was so angry that he had a unique charm. His heart was shaken for a moment and he did not dare to pull the silver needle off so as not to annoy the beauty.

Gao Wenxin welcomed Yang Ling and Han Youniang in. When Yang Ling heard that the man had woken up, he happily greeted the bed and said, "Brother, are you awake? How do you feel?"

The scholar opened his mouth and umbrella. Look at Yang Ling, and then look at Gao Wenxin. He was about to reach out and pull out the silver needle when he saw Gao Wenxin glaring at his almond eyes, and quickly retracted his hand. Gao Wenxin said with a smile: "He just applied the needle, but he still can't move."

After hearing this, the scholar nodded with a bitter face, and Yang Ling said suspiciously: "Do you need to use an needle on the cheek for a chest injury? Gao Jiadi's medical skills are indeed extremely magical."

Han Youniang moved the chair and said, "What's the intimidation for my husband? Since this hero is awake, it's not too late to talk later. Sister, is her injury in the way?"

The scholar couldn't help feeling heartbroken when he heard the handsome little girl calling the handsome young man in front of him the husband, and also called the beautiful woman he liked as his sister. The rich family suddenly called him the sisters of his sister. Could it be that the beauty already belonged?

He kept opening his mouth, and his saliva was almost flowing out. Since the beauty already had a husband's family, there was no need to please and make a fool of herself. The scholar pulled off the silver needle from his cheek and twisted his mouth and smiled dryly: "Thank you, the young master and wife for saving his life, Xiao Ke is very grateful."

Seeing that the scholar's face was slightly dark. Although his face was haggard, his eyebrows were very bright. He looked at him very pleasantly, so he pressed his shoulder and said, "Lying down, where is the brother from? Who is his surname? I heard... a Taoist priest hurt you?"

The scholar lay down. Seeing that the young man looked more handsome than himself and had a very extraordinary demeanor, the couple must have been their virtuous wife and concubine. He was a little ashamed of his frivolous words just now. He smiled and replied, "Yes, I'm from Songzi, Hubei, with a surname of Wu and Hanchao. He learned art in Wudang since he was a child. That day, he saw a demon trick trick deceived the villagers, so he wanted to send him to the official office to investigate, but unfortunately his skills were not as good as others..."

He shook his head and smiled, "Young Master, don't be suspicious. My father is the new Tongzhi of Chengdu. His name is Wending. Xiao Ke is also an official family, not a gangster."

Yang Ling thought for a while and said, "Wu Wending? Oh... Remember, hehe, it turns out that it is Wu Wending's son. I have heard of the name of Lord Ling Zun."

Wu Wending was originally a Changzhou prosecutor. A few days ago, Xu Qi, Duke of Wei, fought with the people for land, and the lawsuit was filed into the state. Wu Wending gave the land to the ordinary people. Duke of Wei was furious and transferred the case to the capital based on his relationship, hoping to severely punish Wu Wending. Fortunately, Han Wei was in the Ministry of Justice. When visiting Yang Ling and his wife, he talked about this matter. Yang Ling took care of Jiao Fang. Not only was the prosecutor not punished, he was promoted to Tongzhi of Chengdu Prefecture. Yang Ling did not expect that the one he saved was his son.

Wu Wending heard that he called his father's name directly, and he did not know how to avoid it at all, and looked a little unhappy. Gao Wenxin saw that he was unhappy and said, "My Lord is the commander of the imperial army and the governor of the inner factory, Lord Yang, has Mr. Wu heard of it?"

Wu Hanchao was shocked when he heard this. Jiao Fang was good at winning people's hearts and knew that his backer Yang Ling was still very powerful in the local area. Therefore, since he favored Wu Wending, he had already secretly revealed the news to him, saying that it was Yang Ling's inquiries that Duke Wei did not frame him.

Wu Hanchao went down the mountain and traveled around the world. He had already seen his father, so he naturally knew the links. He also knew that Yang Ling was at the peak of his power. He said that he was calling his father's name. Even if the Tongzhi was right in front of him, he had to bow down and see Shangguan.

Wu Hanchao is a child of an official. When he heard that he was a high-ranking official in the court, he suddenly disappeared without any hesitation and said with a cramped expression: "It turns out...it turns out that it's Lord Yang. I have heard of the reputation of the Lord for a long time. The people are injured and cannot be treated with full courtesy..."

Yang Ling said: "Oh, aren't you and my brothers good? Why use the red tape in the officialdom? You are still hurt, don't say so much. Wenxin, please help Brother Hanchao heal his wounds."

Gao Wenxin responded and stepped forward to take off the silver needle in Wu Hanchao's hand. He changed another branch and gently twisted the acupoint under his neck. The jade man was right in front of him, with a faint fragrance filling the person, and the jade-like skin shines in the shadow of the candle. Wu Hanchao didn't dare to have any thoughts anymore, so he had to hold his breath and calmly ask her to treat him quietly.

It has been five days since Yang Quan and his nephew arrived in Yang's mansion. On the second day, Yang Ling and his wife and concubines invited the couple to the family's uncle and nephew, Yu Tangchun, Xueli plum blossoms are charming and beautiful. They are already the stunning beauty in the world. They are wearing silk silk, silk necks, jade rings, and jade rings, and they are suspected that the Nine Heavens Fairy exiled to the dust.

Even though Yang Quan didn't dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about his cousin's family, he was still dazzled and his eyes were straight. Fortunately, these inner relatives met politely and returned to the inner courtyard. Even though Yang Quan was greedy in his heart, he had to look at the moon in the well.

The weather has been sunny these days. It has not snowed yet, and Yang Ling was secretly grateful that if there was another heavy snow, it would be difficult for refugees around the city to survive.

Inspired by Cheng Qiyun, he knew that it was not difficult to get those big families to provide disaster relief. The daily consumption of land, rice and grain is less than 100 taels of silver, which is a drop in the bucket for those rich people. As long as they lure them into fame, they will not worry about not taking action.

Yang Ling went to meet Li Dongyang and personally visited Zhu Gang and Zhang Heling. These two families took the lead in disaster relief. Li Dongyang wrote a merit monument in Huguo Temple in the capital. For a while, the wealthy and gentry in the capital responded one after another. Official and private disaster relief sheds were built everywhere in the capital. The strong laborers were also allowed to go to the city to find a job. They had low wages and were willing to endure hardships, and everyone was very happy.

At this time, Yang Ling had just rushed into the palace with great worries. These days, the court continued to receive information from the army to recover lost territory and drive away the Tartars, which was aroused by the government and the people.

However, judging from the news that was quickly transmitted from the inner factory line, the Ming army relied on their spirits to win the battle in the first few battles, killed the enemy's heads, seized thousands of horses and camels, and at the same time, robbed a large number of property and populations of abducted land.

However, Miao Kui was confused by victory and began to be greedy for merit. The enemy retreated and pursued with all his strength. The Ming army had limited cavalry and insufficient mobile combat power. He also had to divide his troops to pursue the Tartars who were retreating into three groups. As a result, he was dispatched by Boyan Khan to make dumplings to a vanguard unit that was alone and deep into the army. All three thousand elite troops were lost. Now the enemy has begun to gather heavy troops to counterattack Datong while the Ming army was unable to be dispersed and gathered back.

After thinking about it, Yang Ling decided to appoint Yang Yiqing. Wang Shouren went to the border to lead the troops as commander, but these two people were idle at home and the other was in prison. They were both people who had offended Liu Jin. They rashly recommended him, and there must be a grudge between them. Yang Ling was worried for a long time and decided to convince Liu Jin first and then meet Zhengde. He prepared a set of rhetoric. Unexpectedly, when he saw Liu Jin just explained his purpose, Liu Jin pondered for a moment and agreed happily, which surprised Yang Ling. However, the border war was urgent, so he didn't even bother to think about it and hurriedly brought Liu Jin to see Zhengde.

The two rushed to the Imperial Garden under the leadership of Ma Yongcheng. They saw Zhengde, under the service of several palace maids and eunuchs, whistling the ice top on the ice. The top was whistled and made a whistle sound.

Zhengde was wearing big red arrow sleeves and a sleeveless stone-green sable fur coat. He was in high spirits when he saw Yang Ling coming, and hurriedly pointed at a girl wearing a purple-edged sable coat beside him and smiled and said, "Go quickly, if the top falls, I will punish you."

Zhengde turned around reluctantly and walked to the Qianhu Lake, lifted up Yang Ling's body to bow down, and smiled and said, "I'm free, will Yang Qing play with this gyro? I just learned the trolley, and it's very fun."

Yang Ling shook his head and smiled, "This gentleman doesn't know how to do it. When he was a child, he played with ice sledge and had to go on two legs, or he would fall."

Zhengde's eyes lit up and he said happily: "How to play? Teach me quickly!"

Yang Ling coughed and said, "Your Majesty, let's forget it. The two legs are boring, and one leg is slipping quickly, but you will be thrown into a blue nose and a swollen face. The Empress Dowager hasn't removed my head?"

Zhengde scratched his ears and his forehead and couldn't think of anything. He was about to ask again, but Yang Ling was rushing to briefly describe the latest battle situation of the frontier. Zhengde was furious when he heard this and scolded loudly: "Must tent!"

Ma Yongcheng was so scared that he knelt down suddenly. When a few people on the ice heard it, they didn't dare to play anymore. They gathered together, but stood far away and did not dare to approach. There were only two sable coats, sable hats, and bright eyes and white teeth. The short smile began to open and said, "Brother, don't just take a little like a firecracker. Why did Lord Yang provoke you?"

When Yang Ling saw that the smiling girl was Princess Yongchun, a graceful girl in black, white and bright skin next to her was Yongfu, and hurriedly bowed and said, "I have seen the eldest princess, Princess Yongchun!"

Zhengde blushed and said angrily: "Before they left, I repeatedly instructed them not to divide their troops and not to advance rashly, and they were all pretending to be in front of them. Ma Yongcheng immediately passed my will and took the three idiots back to Beijing to punish them!"

Seeing that his brother was really furious, the little princess Yongchun playedfully and stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. Princess Yongfu glanced at Yang Ling quickly, and saw that he was wearing a pure black gold-edged fox fur cloak. Fengjun was assertive, with a more mature and steady temperament. She couldn't help but feel a little hot, and she hurriedly said softly: "Mr. Yang, please get up quickly. No need to be polite."

Zhengde threw the whip aside with hatred. His whip was made of butterfly, with gold wire wrapped around the handle and gems inlaid at the end of the handle. Ma Yongcheng hurriedly threw himself into the snow pile and picked it up, and wiped the white snow with his sleeve like a treasure.
To be continued...