Seiwa

The snow fell heavily, and when Meng Qinghe arrived home, a layer had already accumulated on the ground.Step on it and it creaks.

In the yard, Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang were busy moving sacks of buckwheat into the West House, and the fodder for the horses had to be tidied up. They had been busy all afternoon, and the only thing they had free time in the house was the nasty horse tied up in the shed.

Hearing the courtyard door being slammed, Meng Hu put down the bag on his shoulder, "I think Twelve Lang is back."

Meng Qingjiang clapped his hands, turned around and opened the courtyard door.

The snow is shining all over the ground, and through the firelight in the main room, it does not hinder the road under the feet.

"Fourth cousin." Meng Qinghe stomped his feet and smiled, "I'm sorry."

"Is there anything to bother you." Meng Qingjiang pulled Meng Qinghe into the yard, his hands were cold, he didn't know how long he had been walking outside, and his brows frowned, "Hurry up and go into the house, I left pancakes and hot soup for you. "

There is a brazier burning in the main room, the door is closed, and the north wind is cut off, so the hands and feet feel warm.

Seeing that Meng Qinghe's face turned pale, Meng Hu asked worriedly: "Twelve Lang, are your injuries all right? Why are you so late, not to mention visiting Deputy Qianhu?"

"It's okay, cousin, don't worry." Meng Qinghe brushed off the snow from his body, sat down at the table, rubbed his hands, took out the medicine given by Dr. Zhao, and said with a smile, "I'm delayed by something."

"What's the matter?"

"It's not a big deal." Meng Qinghe concealed the fact that the King of Gaoyang had summoned him.It's impractical to say good things, and the tone is heavy, which just makes the two elder brothers worry, "I have something good to tell the two cousins."

"Good thing?" Meng Qingjiang brought out two large bowls from the kitchen, one bowl contained buckwheat pancakes stacked up, and the other bowl contained hot soup with flakes of oil, sporadically emerald green and fragrant.

"Is there a reward?"

"Not only that." Meng Qinghe took the big bowl and sipped down the hot soup. He didn't taste anything, but his body warmed up. Guard outside the city."

Try a hundred households?Meng Hu opened his mouth wide, and Meng Qingjiang almost sat on the ground.

How long has it been since leaving Mengjiatun to going north beyond the Great Wall?

"Twelve Lang, is what you said true?"

"Of course, my brother is telling the truth." Meng Qinghe picked up a pancake, took a big bite, puffed up one cheek, "There will be food and cloth rewards in the future. You don't have to worry about the food for the winter."

Meng Qinghe's tone was firm, Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang both looked happy, Shi Shi Lang was indeed capable.

"Little brother has something else I want to discuss with the two elder brothers."

"Twelve Lang just say it."

"Because it's still early in the Chinese New Year, I would trouble you two cousins ​​to find someone to ask if there are any businessmen going to Peiping. If so, please ask someone to bring a message to the family. After a few months away from home, you must report that you are safe."

Frontier soldiers cannot easily leave the guard post, this is the rule of death.Meng Qinghe thought for a long time, but only came up with this solution.

In the early Ming Dynasty, the statutory holidays for officials were only three days. Meeting an emperor who was suspected of being a workaholic, taking a regular monthly bath became a myth in legend.

Life lies in exercise, and work is the foundation, so why don't you take a shower!

If Chongzhen said this, don't pay attention to it, it can be regarded as air.But this is what Hong Wu said, if you dare to ignore it, he can make you lose your temper.How many officials tied their heads to their trouser belts, cried and wiped their tears to grab the land with their heads, so that Emperor Hongwu showed kindness and extended the three days to one month.

Even if scholars are like this, a soldier still wants to take a vacation?You are so beautiful!

If you want to have a family reunion, that's fine.The family members all moved to the Weisuo, farmed and opened up wasteland, and paid grain on time, and the court would not restrict it.

To sum up, Meng Qinghe didn't even think about going home for the New Year. Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang didn't have this restriction, but it was troublesome to issue directions, check up and down, and take care of them.

The post station set up by the imperial court only transmits official documents and newspapers. If you want to deliver letters to your home, you must either rely on your fellow countrymen, or you can only ask these merchants for help.The only time when you don't have to figure out your own way is when you are honored for the country, and you send people to the village to make up for the remaining Ding Tie accounts, and they will bring news to your family.

Under normal circumstances, as long as your brain has not been kicked by a donkey, you will not want to take advantage of it.

"If someone is willing to help, you can give some treasures as a reward."

Meng Qinghe finished eating a buckwheat pancake, but was only half full, so he picked up another one.After arriving at the frontier, his appetite grew day by day, and his stature also grew a bit, but he didn't gain any flesh.

"Use up the remaining banknotes as soon as possible, or exchange them for some vegetables."

"I'll ask tomorrow." Meng Qing spoke out, and Meng Hu immediately agreed, "Do you want to bring some food and cloth for the family?"

He and Meng Qingjiang's family did not lack these, and the main question was Meng Qinghe.

"Not for the time being." Meng Qinghe shook his head. Before leaving, he and the Meng Wang family counted together. The food at home is enough for the first half of the year. With the production in the fields, rations are not a problem.Even if there is trouble, Meng Chongjiu will take care of him, and this time the entrustment is only for sending a message.

"I have to bring a good one to Uncle Jiu."

"to make."

When the two were talking, Meng Qingjiang remained silent, sending a message to his family?Parents only have big brother in their eyes, how can there be him!

That night, Meng Qingjiang tossed and turned and did not sleep.Waking up early in the morning, Meng Qinghe was finally asked to write a letter from home.

With a few words, they greeted Meng Guangxiao and the Meng Liu family, and nothing else, apparently alienated.

"Fourth cousin, do you want to add a few more words?"

"No." Meng Qingjiang waited for Meng Qinghe to write the letter, and smiled wryly, "No matter how filial I am, I can't compare to a word from elder brother, so why bother asking for trouble."

Meng Qinghe put down his pen and didn't persuade him any more.Looking at the horizontal and vertical lines on the paper, my heart beats a little.His writing is like a person, he has tried his best to restrain himself, and still brings out a lot of his original character in his strokes.Not straight enough, not round enough, not gentle enough.Just like a wild leopard can never become a domestic cat, people who are familiar with the previous life may be able to tell it at a glance.

It is not difficult to find someone to write for you, the former doctor is there ready-made.But he is an imposing boy, with the name of a scholar, is it justified to do so?

There was no other way, Meng Twelve Lang could only bite the bullet and go to battle in person, hoping that his family would think that he had changed his temper after joining the army and would not be suspicious.

It snowed heavily for three days in a row, but it still didn't stop. The wind was strong, whizzing across the grassland, and the sky and the earth were covered with silvery white.

Whether inside or outside the city, being on duty is a hard job.

At this time, the benefits of the bunker can be seen.There is a fire pile built on wooden boards on the shelf, so it is no problem to keep out the wind and keep warm.When encountering wild animals nearby, you can also have a self-service barbecue.The other frontier troops don't have this kind of treatment. The bunker project is only halfway through construction, and there is no roof to block the wind?Carry it, use willpower to overwhelm everything!The frontier soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are all pure men!

Unfortunately, pure men can't stand the heavy snow and cold wind, and pure men will also get sick.

The medical households in the city were boiling medicine all day long, and from time to time they could see frontier soldiers with two tubes of snot hanging from their noses complaining that the thieves were killing people.

In contrast to the two, Meng Baihu's image in the minds of the soldiers under his command kept increasing, not to mention standing upright, but also soaring to the sky.

The test hundred households had been appointed, and when they went to change their badges, Liu Jingli specially cupped his hands to congratulate him, and also gave Meng Qing and a small jar of wine.This had never happened before, Meng Qinghe was flattered and thanked him repeatedly.

Meng Zongqi suddenly turned into Meng Baihu, and Sima Zongqi, the original boss, became a subordinate. When the two met, they greeted each other with a smile and a smile.The other general flag was also an acquaintance, and he turned out to be the archer Gao Fu.After careful questioning, I found out that a month ago when the Tartars knocked on the side, he shot four of them to death with five arrows, and one of them was a centurion and was promoted to the general banner.

With these two, Ding Xiaoqi and Liu Xiaoqi have no hope of being promoted temporarily, but fortunately, they don't care about it.

Working under Meng Baihu, are you afraid that you will not have the opportunity to be a high-ranking official?The words were said by the former doctor, Meng Qinghe was a little embarrassed, but the old frontier army who was transferred with Gao Fu applauded loudly.

Whether it's true or not, the team has been pulled together, and whether they can completely convince the other party depends on Meng Qing and his own abilities.

"Baihu doesn't have to be humble, I believe in you!"

Ding Xiaoqi is full of wisdom and confidence.Meng Baihu looked up at the sky, well, it is better to have confidence than to have no confidence.

After a few more days, the rewards from deputy Shen's thousand households were also distributed, in addition to food and cloth, there were also salt and pepper.Meng Qing and the two general banners each obtained a lot of horse meat, which was left when the Tartars invaded the border.The weather was cold, so they were frozen and piled up in the warehouse, just to be used as favors.It is said that this is an old rule of the guard.

Meng Qinghe ordered the frontier soldiers under him to send the rewards home, and sighed, "As expected, there is still a lot to learn about being an official."

Meng Qinghe was not the only one who was promoted and rewarded. Zheng Qianhu, who was seriously injured, failed to survive this winter and passed away.The only son in the family has reached the weak crown, and he was assigned a military post, but he was not assigned to Kaipingwei, but was sent to Beiping Taipu Temple to raise horses.Don't even think about military exploits. Compared with Kaipingwei, who has to guard against Tartars all the time, his life can be guaranteed.The Zheng family was not dissatisfied, but instead gave a generous gift to those who were able to do their best.

Speaking of money, Zheng Qianhu has accumulated a lot over the years, and the hereditary Qianhu will not take back the land granted.The Zheng family guarded the property, led a vacant share, and used hereditary thousands of households as the group leader. On the surface, they were overqualified, but in fact it was enough.

Zheng Qianhu retired, and the leader of the Xicheng Qianhu Institute became Shen Qianhu. People like Zhou Rong and others naturally also rose.Of the ten hundreds of households in the Thousand Households Office, five were replaced by Yanshanwei brought by Shen Xuan.

Since Meng Qinghe has not yet been drawn into the first echelon, the test in front of Baihu will have to wait for a while.Among the ten hundred households, he is the only one.

Meng Twelve Lang was not in a hurry, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, it was his, and sooner or later it would fall into the pot, so it was useless to be anxious.According to the words of later generations, XX has not yet succeeded, so just keep working hard.

Amidst the congratulations on getting promoted and making a fortune, everyone was beaming, and the accidental death of a clerk naturally did not attract much attention.It's the same even if he has worked diligently in Qianhu Office for many years.

A pair of thin coffins, a few bolts of linen, and a message sent back to the hometown are all behind.