Daming Junior Scholar

Blinking his eyes, Yang Tinghe asked curiously: "Does Master He have other plans?"

He Jiaan nodded, pinching his fingers and counting: "If we leave Xuanfu tomorrow, we should be able to rush back to the capital within three days, and then we can spend the Shangyuan Festival with our family, wouldn't it be wonderful."

"Shang... Shangyuan Festival?" Yang Tinghe was immediately shocked by He Jiaan's thoughts.

Sure enough, on the second day, the troops were divided into two groups. Shi Qian personally led a 3000-strong army to escort Yang Tinghe to check the results of He Jiaan's battle, while He Jiaan brought Tang Lin and other generals. At that time, he left Xuanfu and galloped all the way to the capital.

The journey from Xuanfu to the capital was only more than 400 miles away, and the group was not under any pressure. After talking and laughing, they finally returned to the capital on the day before the Shangyuan Festival. After Ma handed over his job, He Jiaan waited for Zhengde to summon him.

After a short time, I saw Zhang Yong hurried out of the palace. When he saw He Jiaan, he held him back with a look of shock, and asked repeatedly: "Master He, what happened? Master Yang What? He, he wouldn't be..."

Where is this?

He Jia'an was taken aback by the question, then came to his senses, shook his head quickly and explained: "Eunuch Zhang, don't misunderstand, Mr. Yang is fine, he is doing well in the Xuan Mansion now, and he will be back in a few days."

"Oh, as long as it's okay, as long as it's okay." Zhang Yong patted his chest and said with a wry smile: "Master He's sudden return frightened Lord Long Live, hurry up and explain to Lord Long Live."

The two quickly entered the palace. At this time, Zhengde was pacing back and forth on the ground anxiously. When he heard that only He Jiaan came back, he was really frightened. It's regrettable that Yang Tinghe should not have been sent to the Xuan Mansion at the beginning, this is a good move, if Master Yang is hurt, the Ming Dynasty will definitely be in chaos.

Seeing He Jiaan and Zhang Yong appearing in his line of sight, Zhengde immediately greeted him, and without waiting for He Jiaan to salute, he anxiously asked: "He Aiqing, where is Elder Yang Ge?"

Uh……

Are you being polite or not?He Jiaan didn't care too much, seeing Zhengde's anxious appearance, he quickly said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Mr. Yang Ge is fine, and is still in Xuanfu City."

It's okay, it's fine.

Zhengde finally breathed a long sigh of relief, but after thinking about it again, he still frowned and asked: "He Aiqing, let me ask you, you and Mr. Yang Ge went to the Xuan Mansion together, why did Mr. Yang stay there while Mr. You came back alone? Did something happen here?"

He Jia'an had already expected Zhengde's words, and when he heard his question, he immediately replied: "Return to Your Majesty, the battle in the Xuan Mansion is over, and the little prince Batu Mengke has returned to the Tatar side with his troops, probably I won’t come again for three or five years.”

"Oh, why is He Aiqing so confident?" Zhengde didn't believe He Jiaan's words. He had seen with his own eyes how powerful the Tatars were in combat. Back then, Jiang Bin and his tens of thousands of troops failed to take control of the Tatars. It was cheap, if He Jiaan hadn't appeared in time at that time, I'm afraid I would have been captured by the Tatars. Now that He Jiaan actually said that the Tatars would not violate the border within three to five years, I didn't believe his words at all.

Since Zhengde asked, He Jiaan told Zhengde what happened after he arrived in Xuanfu, including seeing that the Tatars were only pretending to attack Xuanfu, and their main energy was to search for property around them. After a battle with Garthlan, he led his men and horses to set up an ambush on the back road of the Tatars overnight.

There are almost tens of thousands of corpses buried in just one valley, and after harassing all the way and setting the Tatar camp on fire, the little prince might be scared to death even if he wasn't burned to death. tremble.

I... don't listen to stories, do I?

The more Zhengde listened, the more dumbfounded he became. Although He Jiaan had brought him countless surprises, this surprise was too unbelievable. With only a thousand people holding back tens of thousands of Tatar troops, he was able to secretly Sneaking into the enemy camp and burning it all down, this...

Perhaps seeing the disbelief in Zhengde's eyes, He Jia'an just smiled: "If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can wait for Mr. Yang Ge to come back and ask. When I left Xuanfu, Mr. Yang Ge was in command of the Xuanfu. Under the leadership of Mr. Shi, he went to inspect the scene himself, and as for whether what I said was true or false, Mr. Yang Ge will know when he comes back."

In this case, let’s talk about it when Yang Tinghe comes back. Zhengde comforted He Jia’an with kind words, mainly saying that it’s not that I don’t believe you, but that it’s better to have witnesses for such exploits. The most important thing is to sort out the trade regulations clearly, so that I can implement them immediately after I read them.

He Jiaan nodded naturally. Anyway, the article was already prepared, and he just had to pretend to check it before handing it in. He was not in a hurry to do it, and reuniting with his family was what he was most concerned about right now. matter.

After bidding farewell to Zhengde, He Jiaan took Tang Lin and others straight to his home, but just after turning around the alley, He Jiaan saw a carriage parked in front of the door from a distance, and a group of people stood obediently. In front of the door, the one standing at the front is none other than Prince Ning's son Zhu Yi.

When he saw him, He Jia'an couldn't help but frowned. Is this kid still finished? Could it be that he really didn't dare to attack him?

Chapter 1286 Zhu Yi leaves Beijing

Chapter 1286 Zhu Yi leaves Beijing

The sound of the horseshoes naturally alarmed Zhu Yi who was standing in front of the door. When he turned his head and saw He Jiaan came back, Zhu Yi's face was overjoyed, and he took a few steps to come to He Jiaan, but bowed : "Zhu Yi met Mr. He."

"Sir, these two people, Mr. He, really can't afford it." He Jia'an didn't want to be caught by others to accuse him of being disrespectful, so he turned over and jumped off the horse, shook his head and said sarcastically, "The little prince is doing it again this time." What's the point of coming to my house?"

"To tell you the truth, my father sent a message from Nanchang. My mother was seriously ill because she missed her child, and now she is dying in the world. My father begged the emperor's brother to let my second brother stay in the capital for me. Go back and see mother for the last time." As he spoke, the tears on Zhu Yi's face couldn't help but flow down.

What?The princess is seriously ill?

He Jia'an couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise when he heard this. Although he didn't stay in Nanchang for a long time, the graceful Concubine Lou left a deep impression on him. When he heard that she was actually sick At that time, He Jiaan couldn't help but feel depressed.

"Hey, God is really hard-nosed, why don't good people get rewarded." He Jia'an sighed quietly, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Then Zhu Yi bowed again: "I am young and ignorant, and I have caused a lot of trouble to my husband recently. Every time I think about it, I always feel a little bit sorry. I don't expect to be forgiven by my master, but I beg you to accept this disciple's gift. From now on, I'm afraid we won't see each other again, Mr. Wang must take care of his health."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yi gave He Jiaan another big gift, then turned around and got on his horse, and left here quickly with a group of people.

Looking at his back, Tang Lin was a little surprised, and approached He Jiaan and asked in a low voice, "Sir, is what he said true?"

He Jiaan's eyes also showed a hint of puzzlement, he blinked and smiled and said, "Whatever, from now on it's best to be out of sight and out of mind, go home."

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was eaten on the road, and now he finally returned home before the Lantern Festival. Tang Lin was naturally very excited. When they heard the news of He Jiaan's return in the yard, Chen Yueying and Su Yunya greeted him with surprise. After coming out, even Xiao Yu'er sat in the living room with the child in her arms, and when she saw He Jia'an returned safely, a stone in her heart finally fell down.

"Why did my husband come back so early? Have the Tatars been defeated?"

No matter how tragic the battle outside was, He Jiaan didn't want to bring those bloody things back home, so he smiled casually, stretched out his hand and pinched Xia Xia's chubby little face: "Of course you are defeated, you are also defeated." Don't look at who your family is, as long as I go out, there is no reason for those Tatars to be invincible."

After the war was over, He Jiaan asked about today's lanterns: "By the way, have you prepared the lanterns at home this year?"

Chen Yueying nodded, and said like offering a treasure: "This year's addition to the family will naturally be celebrated. I found the most famous craftsman in the capital to make a revolving lantern. It is quite beautiful. Wait until tomorrow night. See it in style."

He Jiaan nodded, and finally felt relieved, but Chen Yueying brought up another matter. If Xiao Zhao and Tang Lin got married, it might not be suitable for her to stay by her side. At that time, I still wanted to bring Xiuer from Qingjiangpu back to me, but I also felt that the little girl would not want to come back after being the shopkeeper for so many years, and I lost my mind for a while, so I asked He Jiaan.

This is really a problem. You must know that the maid who is close to you is the most important person around the master. She will always watch the master's every move. If it is nothing serious, she will rarely change people. Hold on for a while, I'm afraid it's really not suitable after getting married.

He Jiaan nodded: "I remember this matter. If you have time, go to the dental clinic and have a look. If there are some innocent people who come back, I will keep them if possible."

"That's as good as it gets."

The conversation between the two was simple. After He Jiaan listened to the lunch, he went to rest on his own. He waited for tomorrow's Shangyuan Festival to present himself with the trade documents. When the time came, it would be his turn to open the customs. Go to Mr. Wu in Guangzhou Mansion to have a headache.

Unlike He Jia'an who hurried back to the capital, there was a group of people who were about to leave the capital at this time. Looking at the ready-to-go team, Zhu Yi showed rare caution on his face, and after careful inspection, he lowered his He asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Little prince, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem this time." Wang Dian said while patting his chest.

"Well, that's good. If you can return to Nanchang safely, everyone will reward you with a hundred taels of silver."

Thinking of the white money, the guards under Zhu Yi immediately showed excitement. After re-checking things, the team drove out of the house where they had lived for several months and walked to the street.

The chariot battle with more than a dozen carriages naturally attracted the attention of pedestrians, but when they saw the apricot-yellow flag in front of the carriage, everyone knew that this was a royal chariot battle. If you are afraid of death, it is better not to provoke it. Zhan drove all the way to the south gate of the capital, and was stopped by the officers and soldiers guarding the gate until he reached the gate.

Don't look at the apricot and yellow flags, but those who should be stopped must be stopped. The gatekeeper always saw such a long motorcade also came out of the house, walked over slowly, and after sweeping his eyes over the car, he said lightly. Asked: "Whose convoy is this, and where are you going?"

Seeing someone intercepting him, Wang Dian quickly walked over, nodded and bowed his head and said, "Master Ning, we are in the chariot of King Ning, and the person sitting in it is my little prince who is going back to Nanchang Mansion."

"Little prince?" It would be fine if the other princes heard that it was King Ning, the general had some thoughts in his heart. After all, King Ning's territory is too far away from the capital, so he has nothing to do with him. There is no psychological burden on the pen itself.

Thinking of this, he waved the boss's big hand: "Then please forgive me, the humble prince is also following orders, come and search."

After all, a dozen or so guarding sergeants came up behind them, and they opened the car regardless of what was in it, and even carefully checked the bottom of the car.

There are only a dozen vehicles in total, but they can be inspected in a short time. Seeing these sergeants gradually retreating, Wang Dian couldn't help feeling a little panicked. He pulled the chief aside with a smile, and then said with a wry smile: " General, it’s convenient for you, if we don’t get out of the city sooner, we won’t be able to catch the boat tonight, this is a little trick of my little prince, please accept it.”

Yo, when Mr. Zong casually took the thing that Wang Dian handed over, he didn't take it into his heart, but when he just glanced at it and it turned out to be a piece of gold, his eyes immediately widened a lot, he hesitated, and his face gradually turned He showed a smile, nodded and said with a smile: "Since the little prince is waiting to board the boat, then forget it, the most important thing is to hurry."