Daming Junior Scholar

He Jiaan had a good idea in his heart, and he never thought that Yang Tinghe would agree with him. Unexpectedly, after hearing what he said, Yang Tinghe nodded without any hesitation and said, "Even if Mr. He doesn't mention it, I plan to go Xuanfu and his party, with the company of Mr. He this time, I believe that they will be able to break through like a bamboo and win the final victory."

He Jiaan's eyes darkened and he almost fainted. What was Yang Tinghe thinking?Just to send himself to the Xuan Mansion, even he was willing to come out, looking at Yang Tinghe's incomparably plain face, how could He Jia'an say no, after hesitating for a while, he finally nodded: "I also agree with Yang Tinghe. The elder's opinion."

After such a big problem was finally solved, Zhengde's expression of excitement returned immediately, and he asked, "How many people does He Aiqing plan to bring to the Xuanfu, and when will they leave?"

"This?" He Jia'an hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'm not going to bring a single soldier, but just bring dozens of generals to protect the minister."

"Ah?" Hearing that He Jia'an was going to Xuanfu without even bringing soldiers, Zhengde's expression was stunned, and he shook his head quickly: "How can this be possible? It's a long way to Xuanfu, so don't take many soldiers How can it be done, otherwise, there are 10 people in the Beijing camp, and He Aiqing can choose."

It's New Year's Eve, so if you don't get angry with anyone, you might as well go to Xuan Mansion to find some people who are familiar with the terrain according to your own ideas.

He Jiaan shook his head, and reiterated again: "I only need to bring dozens of generals."

Chapter 1269

Chapter 1269

I'm afraid no one expected that at this time of family reunion, He Jia'an would go all the way to Xuanfu.

When Chen Yueying heard the news, she didn't seem to believe her ears, but Su Yunya's face darkened, and she hummed dissatisfiedly: "What is this? With the commander of the Beijing camp, my husband will never be able to go on an expedition, do you think that the victorious battles have been fought more, and the war has become our He family's business?"

This sentence is quite correct, but...

He Jiaan smiled bitterly, stopped Su Yunya, shook his head and said helplessly: "Don't rush away, listen to me, you were really right just now, this time, it's not just me Myself, there is another person above, guess who it is."

"Oh?" Su Yunya didn't expect her words to come true, she blinked her eyes and thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Could it be Lord Cao?"

"Shangshu of the Ministry of War and a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, well, although this official is a big one, he is really not him." He Jiaan shook his head.

"Except Mr. Cao, the rest of the university scholars are all senior, so they can't take this risk." Just as Su Yunya was thinking wildly, her mind suddenly lit up, and she asked in surprise, "Could it be my brother again? "

Okay, why Su Can was mentioned again, He Jiaan quickly shook his head: "You really think that your brother's avant-garde army is a soldier of the Beijing camp, so you can go wherever you want? Let me tell you, you will definitely not guess this person .”

When she heard that it wasn't Su Can, Su Yunya breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing He Jiaan's affirmative words, she snorted unconvinced: "There are only a few people in the six ministers and university scholars, so it can't be Elder Yang Ge who goes out in person, right?" .”

Su Yunya just said this casually, after all, Yang Tinghe is the head of all officials, and he can't leave Beijing easily, let alone go all the way to fight.

After finishing speaking casually, Su Yunya noticed that there was something wrong with the expression on He Jiaan's face. She seemed shocked, speechless, and even a little stunned. After a long time, Su Yunya finally widened her eyes, and said in a panic He said: "It can't really be Mr. Yang Ge? This matter is too unreliable."

He Jiaan finally nodded: "Okay, you guessed it right this time, the one who followed me to the Xuanfu this time is Mr. Yang Ge."

"Master, tell me the truth, what is the purpose of going to the Xuan Mansion this time? Why did Yang Ge get alarmed?"

Not to mention Su Yunya, even Chen Yueying was frightened. Who is Mr. Yang Ge?That is the head of all officials, if even he is alarmed, it must be a big deal, how can it be as simple and easy as the husband said.

He Jiaan smiled wryly and said: "What else can it be? Probably the old man felt that he couldn't bear to push me to Xuanfu during the New Year's Eve. He also wanted to take the opportunity to go out for a walk, so he agreed to go to Xuanfu together. Don't worry, we will go here. There won't be too many twists and turns, maybe the little prince has already withdrawn his troops before we arrive, maybe I can rush back to the capital before the Shangyuan Festival."

Hearing what He Jiaan said so easily, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Chen Yueying couldn't help but said: "Although Yang Ge's body is strong, he is still in his sixtieth year. If you can take care of your husband, you should take care of him. Yang Ge has suffered so much."

I really don't understand what the heads of these two women are made of. Instead of worrying about your relatives' safety, he is worried about whether the old man is sick or not. , go pack your luggage."

Early the next morning, Tang Lin and more than a dozen people appeared in front of He Mansion's door. Unlike He Jiaan, the expressions on the faces of the little brothers were extremely excited. Chinese New Year was nothing unusual for them The thing, but at the thought of going to Xuanfu to fight the Tatars, several people were so excited that they didn't sleep well for most of the night. They got up from the bed early in the morning, put on new cotton clothes, and put a layer of windproof cloth on the outside. The leather jacket doesn't feel cold at all.

After waiting for a while, He Jia'an did not come out. Tang Hao could no longer bear his curiosity, so he leaned over to Tang Lin and asked, "Brother Fourteen, I heard that there is another high-ranking official in the Xuan Mansion this time? How old is it?" ?”

Tang Lin knew that his little brother's problem was that he talked too fast. Once he heard something, it was not far from the world's knowledge. It was because of this that Tang Lin didn't tell him the truth, and looked up at the inner house. direction, Tang Lin replied flatly: "A very big official."

"How big is it?" Tang Hao asked reluctantly.

"Anyway, it's very big." Facing Tang Hao's questioning, Tang Lin looked helpless, and simply turned around and ignored Tang Hao's question.

"How big is that?" Tang Hao felt very uncomfortable when he didn't get the answer he wanted. After a while, He Jia'an, Chen Yueying, and Su Yunya walked over from the back house, but Tang Hao couldn't find it. The chance to interrupt, and after He Jiaan got on the horse, the group left the He Mansion and went straight to the west gate of the capital.

After arriving at the west gate, before waiting for a long time, another group of people came straight here on horseback. When they got close, He Jiaan jumped off the horse first, bowed in front of Yang Tinghe and said: "It's a long way to go to Xuanfu. I'm tired, yesterday was a low-level official who didn't think carefully, it's better to stay with Master Yang, the battle of Xuan Mansion, I can do it alone."

Facing the kindness expressed by He Jiaan, Yang Tinghe was a little ungrateful, glanced at He Jiaan with cloudy eyes, and said lightly: "Why, does Mr. He think that the old man will drag you down because of his age?"

This old guy, he obviously meant it well, but he said that like a small belly. In this case, He Jiaan stopped persuading him, and after getting back on the horse, the group of people galloped towards the Xuanfu.

Although he was stubborn, but given his age, He Jiaan didn't dare to speed up the horse too fast. After walking for two hours, he stopped and let the old man take a good rest.

After walking like this for two days, the journey has already passed halfway. Compared with He Jiaan's well-prepared dry food, Yang Tinghe's place is much simpler, but Yang Tinghe doesn't take it seriously. After the ordinary dry food is heated, he also eats it with relish. .

When it was time to rest at noon the next day, Tang Hao couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore. He saw nothing unusual about the old man along the way, and he was no different from his grandfather. They were all eating ordinary dry food. Compared with the jerky in their hands, the treatment was very different. After hesitating for a while, seeing that there was only one person serving the old man, he finally had the courage to go over.

Yang Tinghe didn't notice Tang Hao's arrival, and the butler beside him was bringing over the dry rations he had brought, and complained in a low voice: "Master, there is really no need to come here, I will not enjoy the good fortune, He came all the way here to suffer, this is He Jiaan too, why don't you show consideration for you."

Taking the big cake from the housekeeper, Yang Tinghe just smiled lightly: "Don't He Jia'an know how to enjoy life at home? His son and daughter were born not long ago, and they will go out to fight after a few days of reunion. Doesn't he have any complaints in his heart?" ?”

When the old housekeeper heard this, he stopped talking. Just as Yang Tinghe stuffed the pancake into his mouth, a hand stretched out from the side, and then a shy voice said, "Grandpa, I have a piece of cake here." Dried meat, give it to you to eat."

……Well?Yang Tinghe and the old housekeeper were stunned.

Chapter 1270

Chapter 1270

Yang Tinghe still has a little impression of this little fat man.

The main reason is that He Jia'an didn't have a lot of people. Some of them were young and looked very similar, so they attracted Yang Tinghe's attention, but he never thought that this little fat man would come to his side on his own initiative.

Yang Tinghe stretched out his hand to stop the old housekeeper from shouting, glanced at the jerky in Tang Hao's hand, and asked with a smile: "Give me your dry food, what do you eat?"

"Me?" Tang Hao blinked his eyes, turned his head and pointed at the burden on an empty horse in the team: "There are still a lot of them, we can't finish them, I think you always eat this kind of dry food, grandpa, If you don’t eat meat, your physical strength will not keep up.”

As the Chief Assistant, Yang Tinghe doesn't worry about a little bit of jerky, but because of his own health, he seldom eats meat in recent years, and basically eats some simple food every day to satisfy his hunger. Now he faces Tang Hao's kindness, he himself smiled: "Since you gave me your food, then I will give you half of mine."

After finishing speaking, Yang Tinghe tore the big cake in his hand into two halves, and handed Tang Hao one of the big half, leaving only the small half for himself.

Tang Hao waved his hand and said: "Grandpa, you should eat big. I was full just now."

After finishing speaking, Tang Hao took the initiative to take the small half, looked around, and suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, placed it on the piece of cake, cut the jerky into thin slices, and handed it over with a smile. In the hands of Yang Tinghe.

The moment Tang Hao took the knife just now, the old butler was almost scared to death by his action. Just now, if Tang Hao suddenly moved towards the adults, I am afraid that he would not have a chance to react, but seeing the master's appearance, he did not take it seriously and smiled. He took the piece of meat that Tang Hao handed over, looked at it for a while, and then put it in his mouth.

"Huh?" The taste of this piece of meat is a bit unique, and it's not the same as what I usually eat. After tasting the taste, Yang Tinghe blinked and praised: "Well, the taste of this jerky is pretty good."

"It's delicious." Tang Hao smiled smugly, handed over another piece, and then said: "Grandpa, what you ate just now was not jerky, but our famous specialty in Jiangnan, called ham."

"Ham?" Yang Tinghe glanced at it strangely, shook his head and said, "Little baby, are you lying to me, I often eat ham, it doesn't taste like this at all."

Tang Hao curled his lips and boasted triumphantly: "You are eating those ordinary flavors, but this is the hind leg carefully selected by my husband, and it is made with many kinds of seasonings. How can it be No other ham can match it."

"No wonder." Yang Tinghe suddenly realized and nodded, and after eating three or four slices in a row, he stopped, and while sandwiching the rest of the ham into the pancake, he asked, "What's your name, baby? "

"Tang Hao."

"Those are all your brothers, right?" Yang Tinghe pointed in Tang Lin's direction.