: You are on the front

The imperial envoy slowly walked towards the inn. The people in the city were used to seeing the brigade of officers and soldiers. No one cared about this team of more than 200 people, and were still busy and enjoying themselves for their own lives.

These people who live at the bottom of society do not have high expectations. Today, the Tartars are farther away, the wind is smaller, and the sun is warmer, which is something that deserves their gratitude and happiness.

There are hundreds of temples, nunnies and Taoist temples in Datong. You can see them everywhere in the city. It can be said that there are many temples, temples, walls, incense and scriptures that are endless. This place where you kill and attack for many years is like a Buddhist destination.

The open space in front of the temple and Taoist temple is usually a place where vendors gather. Since Datong is the main throat road from Mongolia to Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong and Henan, despite constant war between the two sides, many of the goods sold in the market are still Mongolian fur, medicinal materials, horse harness and other goods.

There were also many Mongolians in the market, and there were no Han people hostile to them. They were so close to each other. Many Mongolians who could not survive secretly went to Han people to do hard work and sell goods. Most of the wealthy families also raised some loyal and strong Mongolian warriors. These people lived here all year round and had deeper feelings for the Han people than their own tribes.

In addition, there was no quick communication method at that time, so the so-called spies did not play any role. If they really found out some information and waited for them to send them back, they would have lost their time limit and were far less effective than scouts on the battlefield. Therefore, the governor's yamen did not take strict care of them. As long as someone was protecting them and did not carry weapons, their personal freedom was no different from that of the Han people.

The grass head team in front of a temple was acting. There were cars, horses and baggages in the intersection ahead, and food was transported into the food and grass. Emperor Zhengde was in the army, and Yang Ling did not dare to go directly, for fear that he would be taken by others in the chaos, so he ordered the whole army to wait in place.

At that time, opera had gradually formed different styles in different places, but the sings of this kind of grass-roots team were naturally nothing more than local accent slang music. Most of them had some meaty tunes.

In the 22nd year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang personally ordered that all soldiers in the army learn to sing lyrics and songs to cut their tongues. Unfortunately, some things were useless even if the emperor ordered them. Over the years, the folk customs have become more open and lewd. Zhengde sat on the horse and turned his head with a group of guards. He listened with relish.

The story tells a Tang Dynasty governor with hundreds of thousands of troops under his command, but he feared his wife as a tiger, and he didn't even dare to accept a concubine. Later, he finally got along with a pretty little maid, but feared his wife's majesty, but he didn't dare to cross the last hurdle. The majestic general stood on the stage and sang bitterly: "The wind was calm and the moon was close to Xiaotian, and his wife was punished to kneel in front of the bed. The neighbors didn't recognize his pain, and they even said that they took a break to learn to greet the New Year."

Zhengde and the guards laughed loudly together, and they were so happy that they could not help but have a secret meeting with the governor and maid in the back garden. As soon as they met, they rushed up and hugged them with their mouths. They sang, "Pretty maid, I want to kill me, but I was happy to see you when I saw you at the third update. I hugged Yi'er, and you were pretty and couldn't sleep with the same bed. I could touch and smash it to satisfy my cravings." When the actor couldn't help but acted as hell.

The people below the audience applauded, and the one who weighed two dollars threw the copper coins onto the stage. The actor who played Feng Xiaobing quickly picked up one by one. He winked and said to the audience below: "Little maid, Xiaoqing, she is fifteen years old, and has never been to anyone. What I know is that our master is afraid of his wife, otherwise he would still say that he is a stone girl in the back garden. Hehe, he is shy, I don't know how this girl in the spring makes these itchs!"

The audience suddenly whistled, laughter and joked endlessly. More coins were thrown on the stage, and these border residents lived on the verge of death all day long. They cherished and enjoyed life more than the people in the Central Plains.

Zhang Yong felt something was wrong when he heard the obscene lyrics and romance. He turned his head to look at Zhengde, but saw that he was listening with relish. If he hadn't remembered that he was in the army, he would have rushed to the audience and shouted with the people. He couldn't help but say to Yang Ling in embarrassment: "Sir, these people are singing really vulgar, it's very wrong for the emperor to hear it. Look... do you want someone to drive them away?"

Yang Ling turned his head and saw Zhengde smiling. When he heard the excitement, he beat the shoulder of a person next to him in a flash. His laughter was loud and he suddenly felt very happy. He looked at Zhengde with a doting look and smiled, "Forget it, it would be true that these slangs would not be able to be the best place. It would not be so bad."

He said to himself: "I remember when I watched the CD, I saw the supreme realm of 'reading all the movies in the world, and I had no code in my heart', and I didn't see me learning bad things. There are those farmers who have committed crimes who have never seen electrical appliances, and there are those who are proud of God, and there are those who have character problems!

What a porn movie to watch? I was caught looking for excuses. I couldn't even listen to the erotic songs. How could the little emperor be subjected to the three thousand harems in the harem?”

When Zhang Yong heard him say this, he stopped talking. This short play was not long because it was specialized in the performance for passers-by. He immediately acted as the governor to show his advice, pulling the flag to make his wife, and taking the little beauty as his wife. The general was covered in a wardrobe, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, and walked into the inner room with murderous aura, followed by four small schools to play thousands of troops.

The ugly wife of the governor woke up from the couch and saw her husband's appearance and asked, "Who are shouting and killing, what are you going to kill?"

The Jiedushi suddenly became half short, and knelt on the couch and smiled, "This... I killed the chicken for you to eat for you." Zhengde saw this and laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth, and tears flowed out.

The carriages and horses in front passed by, and Yangling's convoy began to move forward. Zheng Deyou looked back reluctantly. The fierce wife knew her husband's purpose and was furious. The general escaped from the house and fled. He thought the horse was running slowly, so anxious that he pulled out the flag from his back and beat the horse's buttocks. He looked embarrassed and couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that people's lives are so fun. Although they eat poorly and wear thicker clothes, how easy and casual they live?

Zhengde is like a child who goes to the city in a remote village. He looks fresh in everything. The people here don’t have to kneel down immediately when they see him. They don’t have to keep silent all day long, and they don’t have to pretend to behave themselves. They pay attention to the emperor’s dignity all day long. Such a life makes him yearn for it.

Zhengde lifted the reins of the horse and drove the horse to Yang Ling, with a smile on his face. He said excitedly: "Yang...Master Yang, the people in ordinary alleys are so interesting. Life is so hard that they can still find so much fun."

Yang Ling nodded and said, "Well, so the people are the best people to treat. If there is no natural disaster that makes them hungry and cold, it will be difficult to survive. If there is no exploitation from corrupt officials, their families will be destroyed. As long as they have stuttering land and some place to live, they will be kind-hearted people."

Zhengde chewed this sentence carefully and thought for a long time before he kicked and caught up with Yang Ling, smiled at him. He nodded solemnly and said, "I understand!"

After passing the Han fur shop, Yang Ling turned his head and looked at the shop again. He saw a half-grown child standing by the door. When he saw him, he couldn't help but smile. His naughty look made him feel warm. He couldn't help but think of his beloved wife and young mother who was far away in the capital.

He nodded to Han Mancang unconsciously, kicked the horse's belly and speeded up his itinerary. The Han fur shop was not only his livelihood for Han Lin and his son, but also the most important secret he placed in Datong. The relationship between them should not be exposed, and he was unable to see his father-in-law in full view of everyone.

In addition, the responsibility for leaving Beijing is heavy. Before reaching an agreement with the three guards of Duoyan, the identity of Emperor Zhengde and his real purpose of coming here must be as little as possible. To meet relatives, it seems that they can only wait until they meet with Huadai Leader.

A restaurant on the roadside, in a room on the second floor. A strong man in leather pants and fur coat peeked through Yang Ling's horse team from the window, returned to the table and sat down, sipped the wine into his mouth, frowned and said, "Yang Ling was ordered to patrol the border. Although the formation was a little bigger this time, after all, he was just robbed in the capital, and it was not uncommon to guard him strictly, but he could not see the emperor's appearance here."

He smiled disdainfully and stared at the opposite side with a sharp look, "You Han emperors. They are like a delicate flower, a canary raised in the cage, and can only hide in the Forbidden City to issue orders. It's not like our Khan, it's an eagle in the desert and a hero on the grassland. The news your leader said is not fake, right?"

Opposite was a chubby businessman in his fifties, wearing a vulgar brocade cotton robe and a gentle smile on his face, just like a Buddha or Maitreya Buddha.

He laughed and said, "General Qikenong, the Maitreya Cult has great supernatural powers, and our disciples are all over the world. Even if it is the emperor's news, he can still find out. Zhengde must be in Yangling's army and will never be fake!"

The man known as Qikon stared at him with a long look before clenching his fists and said, "But where are they meeting Huadang? When will they meet? Do we have a chance to take advantage of it? We can't wait any longer.

The Khan army was the most brave warriors on the grassland, but they were not gods and needed food. Now our food has been exhausted. Now not only the horses that died in battle, but also the thin ones. All the injured horses have come to eat. If this continues, we can only eat people!"

The Buddha opposite didn't care about his stern tone. He squinted his eyes, and his shrewd light appeared in the narrow gap. He leaned forward and smiled faintly: "General Qikenong, think about who you are going to kill the landlord, the emperor, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty! Isn't this opportunity worth your waiting?

Now it is different from the Yingzong in the Tumu War. Yingzong has brothers, but Zhengde does not. Once Zhengde dies, the people who are favored by Yang Ling, Liu Jin, and Zhang Yong, who are in charge of military power, will be executed because they encourage the emperor to go on a tour! Li Dongyang, Jiao Fang, and Yang Tinghe, as the Grand Secretary, are ineffective in protecting the master, will be forced to be dismissed.

Our people will take the opportunity to take office, the kings will be ambitious, the Ming court will be in chaos, our religion will follow the will of heaven, and the world will be at your fingertips. At that time... we will naturally rely on the help of the Tatar cavalry. Think about it, we will help you eat the three guards of Duoyan, return to the Khan in Liaodong, and Gansu and Qinghai that we promised to cede. These are not worth your wait?"

He leaned back back with a smile, took a sip of wine and drooped his food, and said with his eyes drooping, "We Chinese people have a saying that a general can achieve success and a famous general will have to spend tens of thousands of lives. If you want to get such great benefits, what if you wait patiently for a while?

The Emperor of Ming Dynasty would not know whether the leader of the three guards of Duoyan. It would be difficult for them to hide such a big move. We will definitely get the news from a step closer. Please reply to Khan. Since they have arrived, the time will not be far away."

Qikonnon gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Guardian Yu, I will bring the words to you. You can help us find out which villages on the Datong line do not have troops stationed near them, and there are cattle, horses and food in the village. We... must send warriors to bypass the large Ming army and obtain supplies from nearby."

Guard Yu said happily: "We can do this. You should relax your defense to the Liaodong line and let the tribe leaders of the three guards of Duoyan arrive safely. Hahaha, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty and his most trusted generals, Huadang and Duoyan’s most prestigious tribe leaders, when they are suddenly killed, it is time for us to stir up the clouds and rain."

When Qikennon heard such tempting and inciting words, a hint of excitement and greed flashed through his eyes. He sipped his wine again and stood up and said, "Okay! When there is news, tell us immediately. There is still food and grass, so we should not delay it. In order to establish a foothold, we will have another big battle with the Ming army tomorrow!"

He grabbed the dog-skinned hat and put it on, cursing, "Damn Yang Yiqing, we will bite him tightly, and when we fight, he retreats to the city and consumes only our food. Wang Shouren is a rogue and makes poison and scoundrels fight. You Han generals are not heroes!"

The next day, Yang Ling and Zhang Yong raised their troops out of the city and went to the Qiang Fort to work their troops.

There was a war ahead, and Yang Ling and Zhang Yong did not dare to let the emperor take risks, leaving the three hundred guards to guard the inn. He knew that Zhengde was active and was afraid that he would not be able to resist his temper and ran out shopping, so he simply sent someone to find the grass-head team to come back and sing a big show for him. He hoped to trip up the little emperor.

The army set out, the earth trembled slightly, the hooves were as loud as thunder. The pedestrians and scattered soldiers on the road tried their best to avoid both sides. Thousands of knights passed by, with bright armor and shining swords and guns.

Yang Ling rode his horse on the flat road in the city, and his personal guards were all fierce and fierce. He kept pace with the protection in a consistent pace, with skillful pace.

The black yellow group dragon Qin Clan banner, the blood-red battle flag, and the dark green Yang-like flag fluttered in the wind, and the flies were heard. The entire horse team was an elite light cavalry, and the team was majestic and majestic. The swords and guns flashed with the cold light, and the murderous aura was instantly murderous, showing that this team was unusual and fierce and good at fighting.

All soldiers were light armored, and the front was a spearhead team. Each of them carried five spearheads for land battles. The gun rod was made of trembling thick wood. It was about two meters long, thick in front and thin in the back, with a large iron head and a center in front. The spearhead could not be thrown far, but it could penetrate the human body within dozens of steps, and the armor was difficult to resist, which had a great deterrence to the fierce Mongolian cavalry.

Even if such a gun is thrown on the shield, the opponent cannot use the shield and can only abandon the shield to fight. If it hits a human body or a horse, even a giant like a war horse will fall down. The cavalry behind it will be difficult to get close to quickly, offsetting the advantages of their cavalry.

Then there was a fire gun team, with the crossbow team at the end, behind the knife and shield team and the iron rod team. These crossbows were real hard crossbows. They needed to use the power of their feet to push the bowstrings and could shoot sharp arrows out of five or six hundred steps and penetrate the armor.

Cavalry should not be equipped with such powerful crossbows, but when Yang Ling left Beijing, the main function of this team was to protect, so they were equipped with a long-range hard crossbow of 800 people. Think about it, when the opponent's light cavalry was rushing towards him, dense arrows suddenly popped up in the sky behind them. When hundreds of human bodies were pierced by the falling people, rows of heavy javelins could not be thrown over.

Immediately following the muskets, bows and arrows, the long spears and short swords were as fast as rain, enough to paralyze any powerful opponent's forward in a short period of time. When the opponent's large troops rushed over, their light cavalry had turned around and fled far away.

In the imperial envoy's headquarters, Zhengde sat on a large chair with a thick velvet satin with a smile, holding a lot of snacks in his arms, looking like he was overjoyed, and he really looked like a good baby who was coaxed to death.

In order to keep his identity secret, the troupe did not explain who was performing for, nor did they ask them to see Zhengde. A bead curtain was hung in the hall. He could see the outside clearly, but he couldn't see the people inside clearly.

As soon as the stage started singing, Zhengde smiled and jumped down to the guards beside him and said, "Please keep rewarding and ask them to sing hard. There will be a reward when they come back. Let's go!"

The big guard was stunned and whispered: "Your Majesty, where are we going?"

Zhengde glared at his eyes and scolded, "I'm stupid, where did Yang Shidu and Zhang Yong go, I'm naturally going wherever I want to go. There's no way to go in the capital. When I get here, I don't feel sorry if I don't see the army fighting with my own eyes?"

The guard's face changed and he said in surprise: "Emperor, Lord Yang repeatedly instructed him not to leave the inn. The Tartars are fighting on the border. The emperor's body of ten thousand gold cannot be left."

Zhengde said disapprovingly: "You just listen to your orders, but you don't listen to my orders? Would you like to resist the orders? Humph, I always say that I will assist me as a wise emperor. Look at this show, Yang Qing also treats me as a child, which is annoying!"

The guards were used to listening to the emperor's orders. The two imperial envoys were not there, so how dare he resist the order, but he still murmured: "Your Majesty, your safety is unscrupulous. If you hurt you, you will not be able to recover us even if you cut us back."

Zhengde said proudly: "You can't guess I want to go with you, Yang Qing can't guess I want to go with you. You really have a living god in the world who can guess my inspiration? What's more, there are constant soldiers and horses in Datong City. I am a small lieutenant, who is following thousands of troops and horses, and there is no yellow umbrella cover on my head. Who can recognize it?
Chapter completed!