Seiwa

Meng Qinghe was guarding outside the city and did not return home for several days, so he naturally had no way of knowing the news that the emperor ordered to release the army for the people.Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang in the city have already learned the content from the notice posted by the commander.

After finishing the work in the field and returning home, what I said inside and outside the talk was basically this matter.

"If the whole family is in the military, one person can be exempted, and if there is only one male left in the family, he can be released as a civilian. So, how can Twelve Lang be changed back to a civilian household?"

Meng Hu spread the hay that had been sun-dried in the sun on the board, and said, "Twelve Lang also killed the Tartars, and he thought it was to avenge his cousin and two cousins. Seeing that the frontier fortress is not peaceful, he can always kill the Tartars." It’s better to go home earlier.”

"Do you really think so?"

"En." Meng Hu patted the bed, "Going back, Twelve Lang can continue to study for the imperial examination, there is nothing wrong with it. With his previous reputation, and the elders in the clan remember his goodness, it is not the imperial examination , can also raise talents..."

"Tiger," Meng Qingjiang, who was sitting on the tree stump, frowned and interrupted Meng Hu, "Twelve Lang may not be willing."

Meng Hu was a little different, "How do you say that?"

"Why did Twelve Lang join the army?" Meng Qingjiang put down his hatchet, "It is true to avenge uncle Liu and his two cousins. After all, he is also in the clan... The son does not speak of his father's mistakes. I didn't understand these things before. , but all the way to the frontier fortress, you can hear what you see and do, after going through so many things, do you think Twelve Lang is still the old Twelve Lang? You and I are still the old you and me?"

"Fourth cousin?"

"Don't call me cousin either. I'm not as good as you when it comes to dealing with the world, but I'm not an elm-headed man. Not to mention anything else, it's what we did for Twelve Lang before, but a few months ago, Do you dare to do it? Do you dare to take the food and cloth you got in exchange?"

"Then according to what you mean, Twelve Lang will not leave?"

"It's up to you and me to decide." Meng Qingjiang lowered his head and picked up the hatchet again, "I just think, even if I go back, there is only brother Da at home, and it's just work, so it's better to be happy here So what if there are Tartars? Twelve Lang can kill Tartars, but you and I can't compare to him as a scholar?"

After Meng Qingjiang finished speaking, before Meng Hu could speak, Meng Qinghe's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "Successful fourth cousin!"

The two people in the room were startled, the door was pushed open from the outside, Meng Twelve Lang stood at the door in a vermilion jacket with a tired face, behind him was Ding Xiaoqi, who was also wearing a jacket, and four or five strong soldiers. Chinese.

"Twelve Lang, you are back."

"Fourth cousin, fifth cousin, you two have worked hard these days." Meng Qinghe turned around and motioned for a soldier to put down the sack he was carrying on his shoulders, "Salt and pepper rewarded by deputy Shen Qianhu, Meng kept these, Divide up the rest."

"Thank you, President Banner!"

Ding Xiaoqi knew that Meng Qing and his three cousins ​​still had something to say, so he didn't stay any longer, and he turned to leave with Junhanmen.

When they returned to the city, the brothers in Qizhong had already learned about the emperor's edict. This was a good thing for the brothers who didn't want to join the army anymore, but it was really troublesome for the brothers who were born accustomed to eating this bowl of rice.

Furthermore, all qualified frontier soldiers have become civilian households, what to do with the vacant vacancies?Isn't it the same to recruit from the same race, same nationality and fellow township?

Do not make up?

What if the Tartars from the north come?

No matter how tough the Ming army was in battle, it suffered a disadvantage in numbers and its combat effectiveness would be compromised.

What's more, the edict only said that the army should be released for the people, but it didn't say that the army could no longer be assembled. There is quite a lot of room for maneuvering.It can't be said that they are the soldiers and civilians who suffer in the end.

On the way, Ding Xiaoqi and Meng Qinghe had carefully analyzed that in his life, unless the case was completely overturned or the emperor gave him a special favor, it would be impossible for him to leave the army. Meng Qinghe was not. The road to imperial examinations.

For scholars, this is the right way.

"General Banner, every word of humble duty comes from the heart."

The expression and tone of the former doctor are 12 sincere, as if to say, for a great talent like you, you can't pass the imperial examination, don't promote talents, and don't rank in the temple. Loss!

Meng Qinghe picked out his ears, "Ding Xiaoqi, don't persuade me any more, and I won't change my mind if you persuade me."

"General Banner, think again?"

"Don't think about it." Meng Qinghe grinned. He is the general banner, and he is in charge of more than 50 people. He has land and houses, and has a good reputation among his clan and the village. It is not easy.Not to mention anything else, he offended many people when he joined the army, especially Meng Guangxiao and Meng Qinghai, who almost died of offending within a hundred days.If you put all these aside and focus on studying again, Meng Guangxiao, the patriarch, could crush himself to death with a single finger, which is really not worthwhile.

It is even more uneconomical to be a civil servant of the Jianwen court.

Don't look at the good treatment now, the king of Yan is fighting together, everything is just a mirror image.

surrender?

How can there be any glory in directly following the rebellion?

Meng Qinghe made up his mind, but the former doctor's persuasion was fruitless, so he could only shake his head.

If it were him... Alas!

Meng Qinghe in turn persuaded the former doctor, "Ding Xiaoqi, you must adjust your mentality. You can't blindly aim too high in life. You must be down-to-earth and grasp the present to be happy."

"What Zongqi said is that humble positions are taught."

"Ding Xiaoqi should know that Meng eats everything, but he doesn't like to suffer." Meng Qinghe lowered his voice, "Furthermore, how many days have the edict been posted? Can't people see it?"

"What does the general flag mean?"

"The Buddha said: Do not speak."

Meng Qinghe gave it away with a smile, the former doctor was not himself, after thinking about it carefully, his face changed in horror.

The emperor was in the south, and when he issued such an edict to the north, the nine princes in the town were not just for show.

"Can you figure it out?"

The former doctor smiled wryly, "Zongqi trusts humble officials so much?"

Meng Qinghe asked strangely: "Why did Ding Xiaoqi say that? Did Meng have something wrong?"

The former doctor smiled wryly again, there was indeed nothing wrong with it, it was only because he knew how to figure out the mind of his boss too much?Or too smart?

Sure enough, the sages have been lonely since ancient times.

Alas!

After dismissing Ding Xiaoqi who had walked all the way to his home and several military men who helped deliver things, Meng Qinghe closed the door, sorted out his thoughts, and planned to talk about life ideals and life philosophies with his two cousins.

To be a human being, you have to pursue. How can a life without pursuit be called a happy life?

He also thought about living a peaceful and honest life before, a few acres of fields, a house, no worries about food and clothing, that's enough.

It's a good idea, but in the end, aren't the external conditions as unacceptable as the internal conditions?

Outside, there are Meng Guangxiao and others staring at him. Inside, he still has to serve his mother, give red makeup to his two nieces, and let his family live a good life. It is absolutely impossible to just think about his own safety.

Now that the opportunity is in front of him, if he misses it in vain, he is not Meng Qinghe.

"Fourth cousin, fifth cousin, have you two thought about how you will live in the future?"

"What day?"

"Plow a few acres of land, marry a wife, have a few children, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and end up with an ordinary life?"

Meng Hu frowned, shouldn't life be stable like this?

Meng Qingjiang clenched his fists tightly. If he still wanted to live like this, he would not have said that to Meng Hu before.

"Or is it holding power in your hands, with beautiful clothes and beautiful buildings, countless fertile fields, and descendants of blessings?"

At this point, Meng Qinghe stopped, Meng Hu frowned even deeper, but Meng Qingjiang's face was faintly flushed.

"Compared with the two, which one is more beautiful?"

After the words were finished, Meng Qinghe looked at the two of them with an old god, with a gentle smile on his face, and his black eyes narrowed slightly, as if they were bottomless.

He gave them a choice, which is equivalent to giving them a test.If his little shrimp wants to succeed, he must have cronies who have the same interests as him, real cronies.

The former doctor can't do it. Emperor Hongwu personally ordered the names of the criminals to be recorded in a book. trouble.

Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang were not the best candidates, but Meng Twelve Lang had limited resources, so he had to do so.

The two are of the same clan as him, and the connection between the clans is far deeper than Meng Qinghe imagined.Otherwise, how did the punishments of the three tribes of Yi and the nine tribes come about?

As long as he can bring greater benefits to his fellow clan, the little thing before joining the army is nothing at all.

"Twelve Lang," Meng Hu said first, "Have you made up your mind?"

"Yes." Meng Qinghe nodded, "To be honest with my two cousins, Brother Yu has already won the favor of Deputy Shen Qianhu before, and he may be promoted to the position of Baihu in the near future."

"really?"

"Brother Yu can still lie to the two cousins?"

Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang looked at each other, tried a hundred households?If you take another step forward, you will be a sixth-rank official of the imperial court.

Meng Qingjiang's breathing obviously became a little short, and finally he gritted his teeth, "Twelve Lang, what happened in the past was wrong with Brother Yu. From now on, Brother Yu will do what Shier Lang says, just rely on urging! It is said that there are brocade clothes and luxurious clothes, countless acres of fields, and blessings for descendants."

"Don't worry, fourth cousin." Meng Qinghe put away the smile on his face, and his expression became serious. "Qinghe can do what he says, and he can do it! Here, I swear by high-fiving the two cousins!"

While Meng Qinghe was talking about his life ideals with his two cousins, three teacups broke in succession in Yanwang Mansion in Beiping.

In his prime of life, Yan Wang Zhu Di, dressed in red uniform with a collar and narrow sleeves, opened his tiger eyes wide and his face was ashen. He patted the table with his big hands, "Good! Good! Good!"

Three good words in a row, as if carrying an invisible killing intent, the eunuch serving outside the door tightened his neck and lowered his voice even when he was breathing.

The monk Daoyan in the room was not affected at all, sitting upright, twisting the beads in his hands, with a faint smile on his face,