Seiwa

Meng Chen did not have a fever, so auditory hallucinations were impossible.

As Meng Chenshi's immediate boss, Commander Shen said that it was impossible for Meng Chenshi to resist, and it must be implemented in a down-to-earth manner.

Ever since, Meng Twelve Lang set up camp in Shen Commander's tent. What's amazing is that he slept on the same bed, his hands and feet pressed against each other, and he didn't feel any charming thoughts.

Meng Qinghe was shocked, thinking that he was suffering from illness.

But as soon as he left Tsang, seeing Shen Xuan undoing his belt, his heartbeat would soar.

What's wrong with this?

Meng Twelve Lang scanned the bed in the tent with complicated eyes, and Meng Twelve Lang was very puzzled.

Offensive?

Or are the attributes inconsistent?

Try sleeping on the floor tomorrow night?

I thought about many possibilities, but was rejected one by one.Meng Qinghe scratched his chin, well, it has to be admitted that he is indeed ruthless, and knowing that Shen Xuan's attitude towards him is unusual, he can only look at the beauty greedily and dare not make a move.

It was really scary what Commander Shen said when he was drunk.

If you accidentally took advantage of this person, you would have to see him and beat him up every time. With his small body, he couldn't handle it.

If you can't take the initiative, let Commander Shen take advantage of you?

Holding the bedding and staring at the roof of the tent, thinking for a few seconds, Meng Qinghe slapped himself.

Bottom line?

What about manners?

Are they all broken into slag?

Shen Xuan lifted the curtain and saw Meng Qinghe slapped his face with an indescribable expression.

Meng Qinghe raised his head, and the two looked at each other for a moment, the atmosphere was very delicate.

"The humble job has seen the commander."

Meng Twelve Lang took the lead in breaking the silence in the tent, and for the first time thought that the requirement of saluting when meeting a Shangguan was not a bad thing.

"Get up." Shen Xuan didn't put down the curtain, and his voice didn't fluctuate too much, "Maoshi is starting to pull out, hurry up."

"Yes!"

The curtain was lowered, Shen Xuan didn't stop, Meng Qinghe didn't care about other things, and speeded up his hands.

In the past, the camp was pulled out at three o'clock, but today it was suddenly brought forward. Is something wrong?

While thinking, he picked up the cloak that was covering his body last night from the bed, paused slightly, lowered his head involuntarily, a wisp of cold fragrance seemed to linger at the tip of his nose.

Realizing what he was doing, Meng Twelve Lang was embarrassed.

Just as he was in a state of embarrassment, a soldier in Yanshan's rear guard lifted the curtain and said to Meng Qinghe: "Meng Qian's matter, you humble people are going to set up tents."

"Oh."

Meng Qinghe hurriedly put away the cloak, and the soldier asked again, "Why is Meng Qianshi's face so red? Could it be that he has a fever again? Go down and find a doctor?"

"No, I'm fine."

"But it's your face..."

"You read it wrong."

"But……"

"No, but." Meng Qinghe squinted his eyes, full of threats, "I'll tell Qian Qianshi, how about transferring you to work under Liu Titiao? Recently Liu Titiao often said that there are not enough manpower to deliver military rations."

Transferring from combat troops to the logistics department means that the difficulty of obtaining military exploits has increased by tens of percentage points.

It is tantamount to torture for a man who is accustomed to fighting on the battlefield to put down his butcher knife and deal with food, fodder, mules and horses all day long.

Realizing the seriousness of the consequences, the soldier rubbed his big hands again and again, "Whatever you say about the matter is what it is, and it is indeed a mistake to be humble."

"En." Satisfied, Meng Qinghe continued to tear down the tent with a wave of his hand.

Hello, Guanwei!

When setting off, Meng Qinghe finally figured out that the reason for pulling out the camp ahead of time and speeding up the march was only because of the Yongping battle report sent not long ago.

Yang Wen, who is stationed in Yongping, is not only incompetent, but also as timid as a mouse.

Falling into Meng Qinghe's estrangement scheme, pushing away Wu Gao, Marquis of Jiangyin, and without the backing of the King of Liao, Tan Yuan was ordered to lead the Yan army to besiege Yongping, but he deliberately set up wooden fences and rejected horses to besiege the city. After beating the drums and attacking the city, Yang Wen led his subordinates back to Baoshan Pass by night.

It is polite to say retreat, and it is more appropriate to use escape.

Tan Yuan was also unambiguous, he was not in a hurry to receive Yongping, and personally led his troops to chase after him.

God gave it, why not take it?

Although King Yan only ordered the siege, it was a pity to miss such a great opportunity.

Yang Wen knew that Yan Jun would follow behind in pursuit, but he didn't expect it to come so fast.

It was still some distance away from Shanhaiguan when Tan Yuan bit his tail.

Tan Yuan is a fierce general who is not inferior to Zhu Neng. When he saw Yang Wen, his eyes were red with excitement like the soldiers under his command.

Good boy, I finally let Lao Tzu catch up!

"kill!"

Regardless of 21, take the lead, rushing up is a slashing and killing.

The Yan army fought like wolves into a flock of sheep. After fighting for several rounds, they beheaded more than a thousand horses and captured more than [-] horses. They won a complete victory, but it was a pity that Yang Wen ran away.

Tan Yuan knew that Shanhaiguan was well-defended, and he was not the one who could take it down. He led the troops back to the camp and stationed in Yongping. At the same time, he sent someone to send the battle report and a letter of self-criticism to King Yan. He admitted his mistakes very well.

My lord, the humble position violated the order and accidentally occupied Yongping. What do you think about this matter?This really can't be all due to the lowly position, who made Yang Wen run around at night like a rabbit?The humble job is guaranteed by the head of the project, and it has never taken the initiative to attack Yongping, absolutely not!

After reading the battle report, King Yan was neither angry nor smiling, his expression twitched for a moment.

How did he never realize that there are so many hob meats under his command?

"My lord, but Yongping has changed?"

"Nothing." The King of Yan informed Shen Xuan and the others that Tan Yuan had accidentally captured Yongping, and ordered the camp to be withdrawn immediately.

After Yongping, King Ning will definitely be more vigilant, and the news of his leaving Beiping will soon spread to Li Jinglong's army.

His subordinates are too good at fighting, which is also a trouble!

The Yan army got on their horses one after another and sent a few riders to explore the road ahead. The rear army accelerated and rushed to Daning day and night.

Part of King Ning's army was stationed at Songting Pass, and Daning's guards were mainly Mongolian cavalry.He Shou suggested that Songting Pass can be pulled out before Daning is trapped, so that King Ning will not rebel with King Yan.

King Yan vetoed this proposal, "King Ning is a lonely brother, how can he fight with swords? To persuade brothers, you should convince people with virtue and reason."

To everyone's ears, this remark was no less than a shock.

The prince wants to convince people with virtue and reason?

How can this be more terrifying than directly stabbing people with a knife?

Sure enough, as King Yan expected, when he heard the news that Yongping was occupied by the Yan army, King Ning immediately tightened his nerves and stepped up his guard.Seeing King Yan's team appearing outside the city, he ordered the city gates to be closed, set up artillery bows and arrows on the city wall, and told King Yan clearly that he was not Zhu Yunqi's yellow-mouthed kid, and let Zhu Di come and go freely on his own territory, playing with his personality !

The King of Yan was also sensible, and ordered the generals under his command not to make mistakes, and rode alone to the city alone, and he was not worried that King Ning would take Leng Zi and shoot him with an arrow, and take his head to ask for credit from Emperor Jianwen.

Having been a neighbor in the north for so many years, King Yan knew his brother well, and King Ning would not do such a thing, nor would he bother to do it.Like him, King Ning also looked down on that nephew in Nanjing.Seriously speaking, it is difficult to count one or two vassal kings who can admire Zhu Yunqi.

"Brother!" King Yan walked to the bottom of the city and raised a trumpet that he had prepared a long time ago. Without much effort, the sound spread to the top of the city, "Brother, I came to you because I was desperate, please take me in." !"

Zhu Di shouted very devotedly, and made a mournful expression in conjunction with it. It was really sad for those who saw it, and tears for those who heard it.

Zhu Quan is a little silly, this is King Yan, his fourth brother who chased after the Tartars?

"Brother will never lead the army into the city. If you are still not at ease, brother will immediately order the army to retreat five miles."

"Brother, for the sake of Emperor Taizu Gao, please help me as a brother!"

Speaking of this, it would be unreasonable not to let King Yan enter the city.King Ning also kept an eye out, he didn't open the main door, he only opened the Yemen next to it, to welcome King Yan and his two entourage into the city.

King Ning was not really moved by King Yan's words. There is no father and son in the Tian family, so what is brotherhood?

Letting King Yan into the city was nothing more than to see what he wanted to do.

Meng Qinghe was fortunate to be selected to follow King Yan into the city, and the other accompanying person was the eunuch Sanbao.

Although he is an eunuch, compared to his skills, Meng Twelve Lang may not be the opponent of Sanbao.He had seen this before in Kaipingwei.

The layout of Daning City is very similar to that of Beiping City, and the architectural planning of Prince Ning's Mansion is not much different from that of Prince Yan's Mansion.Except for the small area, blue bricks and green tiles, vermilion red Danbi, corridors and palaces, all strictly follow the Prince's Mansion system.

King Yan was invited to the main hall, where he and King Ning were seated as guest and host.The two vassals who were the most powerful in northern Xinjiang and the most feared by Emperor Jianwen began to talk about brotherhood.

What is the topic that can bring you closer to each other?Crusade against Emperor Jianwen in Nanjing.

King Yan said: "Brother, you don't know, that kid Zhu Yunqi is so worthless, and my brother was forced to rebel. There is no way to survive if he doesn't rebel!"

Ning Wangdao: "You don't need to talk about it, brother, I know it all! That kid is not honest with the facts!"

King Yan grabbed King Ning's hand, "Only you, brother, can understand me, brother, the pain in my heart!"

King Ning supported King Yan's arm with his backhand, "It's really a misfortune for our old Zhu family to have such a nephew that his relatives don't recognize!"

The two vassal kings reprimanded Emperor Jianwen one sentence at a time. From his insistence on cutting down the vassals in disregard of the Taizu's decree, to his various persecutions of the vassal kings, except for the king of Zhou who was exiled and imprisoned, the whole family went to see the old man. The king of Xiang was especially mentioned and deeply missed.

Speaking later, King Yan and King Ning had red eye circles together, one called younger brother, the other called elder brother, hugged their heads and cried, and shed crocodile tears all over the place.

God knows, when playing in the mud, the two of them would not be able to play with King Xiang, and their personalities and hobbies were very different.After leaving the feudal clan, it is rare to see each other once a year, so where is the deep friendship.

Meng Twelve Lang was stunned. The son of Emperor Hongwu was really a hero, extraordinary.This acting skill, this level, can be placed at the level of an absolute actor in future generations.

Emperor Jianwen is not like his grandfather or these uncles, his head is so pitted, could it be a genetic mutation?

Meng Qinghe lowered his head and lowered his eyes, very puzzled.

After successfully getting closer to each other, King Ning Zhu Quan sent someone to call his son Zhu Panxuan to visit his uncle.

Zhu Panxuan is the eldest son of King Ning and the only son of King Ning. He is about the same age as Zhu Gaosui and looks very handsome, very similar to King Ning.

Compared with King Yan's rugged demeanor, King Ning carried more elegance.It's hard to imagine such a scene where such a person goes to the battlefield shirtless and slashes and kills the enemy with a knife.

The truth is, apart from King Yan, the most embarrassing neighbor on the grassland is King Ning.If King Ning's strength was not strong enough, Emperor Hongwu would not entrust Duoyan Sanwei to his command.If it were replaced by Emperor Jianwen, they might not be able to subdue this group of arrogant Mongolian cavalry at all.

The saying that people should not be judged by their appearance is really a famous saying.

After talking about their friendship, King Ning sent away his son who had gone through the motions, and the conversation between the two brothers finally got to the point.

Zhu Quan originally thought that the purpose of Zhu Di's trip was not simple, either to persuade him to settle the disaster together, or to borrow troops, or at least to dig some money from him.The so-called thieves don't go empty-handed, they have become rebels, and they will be polite to him?

No, King Yan said something that shocked King Ning even more.

"It's really a last resort to raise an army for my brother. You also know that the imperial court has sent 50 troops. How many people are there for my brother? I really can't bear it. This time I came here to ask my virtuous brother for help. Go to the imperial court and intercede for the elder brother. Even if the elder brother cannot be pardoned, I will leave your nephews alive."

King Ning and Zhu Quan looked at King Yan suspiciously, "Is it difficult to stop?"

King Yan shook his head, "It's not calm."

"Is it really bad?"

"It's really bad."

King Ning was still skeptical, but King Yan insisted that he really couldn't hold on anymore, his family was almost ruined, and his subordinates were also disobedient.

"To tell you the truth, Brother Wei is really... alas!" King Yan said, pointing to Meng Qinghe who was standing beside him, "Brother Wei only has this kind of thing left, so what's the point of fighting? What is so difficult about Jing!"

Zhu Quan followed Zhu Di's direction and looked at Meng Qinghe, from the military uniform on his body to his pale face, after a moment of silence, he turned to Zhu Di with sympathy.

"Brother, little brother understands."

Meng Twelve Lang: "..."

He's not angry, it's pointless to be angry!

But he wants to bite!

Whether true or false, Zhu Di was temporarily left in Zhu Quan's city.

King Yan kept his promise and ordered the army outside the city to retreat five miles that day.

While entertaining his elder brother with good wine and dishes, King Ning was thinking about how to write a memorial to the court.

In the final analysis, he still didn't believe that King Yan really didn't intend to rebel, and he must have a conspiracy to find him.But King Yan's army was stationed outside the city, and only one eunuch and one useless military officer were brought into the city. With just one order, they could be chopped into meat with a few knives. What tricks could they do?

King Ning thought about all kinds of possibilities for King Yan, but King Yan entered the city for three days. Apart from eating and drinking, he was urged to write memorials to the court. How unsightly it is, under such circumstances, it would be difficult for King Ning to send the gift of King Yan out of the city.

It is easy to ask God to send God away, he has a deep understanding of it.

There is no other way, but to take the time to report to the court, regardless of the court's attitude, it is the best policy to send King Yan away first.

As for the matter of pondering whether he should go to Jingnan together with King Yan, he has to think again.

Compared with King Yan's wild grass that made Meng Twelve Lang willing to bow down, King Ning's handwriting is very good, and his writing is also quite literary. After writing the memorial, he specially took it to find King Yan. Take a look at it yourself and prove that he really helped with the work.

When King Yan was busy putting on a sad face, pretending to be melancholy, sighing at Yue Chang at every turn, and dragging King Ning to vomit his bitterness, Meng Qing and Tong Sanbao were not idle, and they managed to successfully connect with the leader of Duoyan Sanwei through the secret work that had sneaked into the city before. At the meeting, dozens of treasures were sent out, just to win these Mongolian cavalrymen to follow Yan Wang to calm the disaster.

These Mongols are not stupid, they know that the banknotes are depreciating currencies, they put on a posture that the rich and the rich cannot be promiscuous, and the poor and the humble cannot be moved.

Meng Qinghe tugged on La Sanbao's sleeve, handed him a cup of tea, and signaled to the future navigator to be safe, "Take a break first, listen to me!"

Facing the sturdy Mongolian men in front of him, Meng Twelve Lang said with a smile, "You guys don't like banknotes, so copper coins must be the same?"

The strong men were silent.

"So, how about cattle and sheep?"

The expressions of the strong men finally loosened.

Meng Qinghe slapped a piece of paper on the table. He can't write Mongolian, and these big men probably can't write Chinese characters either. Thank God if they can communicate verbally. It's more vivid, and they can only draw what they want to say.

Taking out a small piece of charcoal prepared, Meng Twelve Lang drew five stick figures on the paper. Next to the figures stood a horrible sheep. With a little force on his fingers, he said, "Behead level five, one sheep, behead Level eight, a cow! If captured alive, the number will be doubled."

The leaders of Duoyan Sanwei who were present at the scene began to discuss, and Meng Qinghe was not in a hurry. Seeing a group of people arguing, he drew a few grasses on the paper and circled them, "Plus the grassland , It is also about the distribution of military achievements, you can discuss it together."

After finishing the words, he put down the pen, sat back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Talking about money with these Mongolian cavalrymen is false. In their eyes, a dozen treasures are not as good as a sheep and a few taels of tea.

It was King Yan's decision to set aside more pastures for them to graze. Historically, Zhu Di had indeed made this promise.It's just that Emperor Yongle, who was able to write a bad check to his son, also took advantage of these Mongolian cavalrymen, and refused to give them the grassland that he had agreed to, from the first year of Yongle to Zhu Gaochi's ascension to the throne.

Dissatisfied?

Want to grab it hard?

Emperor Yong Le flicked his shoulders, what I am most afraid of is fighting!Without further ado, send troops directly.

Bei Yuan's splitting himself happened to be convenient for Zhu Di.He led the Ming army out of the fortress five times, beat the Tatars after defeating Wala, and taught Wuliangha a lesson on the way back to the army.

When I was a vassal, I was not afraid of these grassland neighbors, let alone an emperor.

The army's money and food in hand have been mobilized exponentially, what else can we say?Those who dare to be provocative will be beaten back directly, and if they are honest, they will be beaten again, why?Deepen the impression, in case the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.

Emperor Yong Le was an out-and-out emperor on horseback, a lover of war, and anyone who dared to challenge him was doomed to tragedy.

After gaining a certain understanding of Zhu Di, Meng Qinghe had some doubts. Regardless of the objections of the ministers, Zhu Di insisted on moving the capital from Nanjing to Beiping. In addition to guarding the country's gates and showing the country's prestige, whether he also went out to fight when his hands were itchy? ?

After all, the Japanese pirates in the early Ming Dynasty were not as aggressive as they were in the later period, and the guards on the southern coast were not abandoned. Anyone who dared to go ashore to provoke was counted as one, and they were all thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

Emperor Jianwen was an otaku. From the period of the emperor's grandson to the time when his uncle took the throne, he almost never left the imperial city.Emperor Yong Le was different, he was an athletic man who couldn't sit still, Nanjing didn't have so many battles for him to fight, if he wanted to kill someone, it was more convenient to go to Beiping.

The prairie warriors in the Yongle period were doomed to not have many peaceful lives.

In a sense, Meng Twelve Lang may have caught a glimpse of the truth of history.

It took half an hour before the leaders of Duoyan's three guards reached a consensus. They agreed to exchange military achievements for cattle, sheep and pastures, but the number of cattle and sheep must be increased, and the location of the pastures must also be selected in a good place.

The smile on Meng Qinghe's face became more and more sincere, "No problem, as long as everyone takes refuge in King Yan and works for the prince, there will be cattle and sheep, pastures, and everything!"

Cattle and sheep can be directly "borrowed" from the neighbors on the grassland. In terms of the grassland, anyway, with Emperor Yong Le's stinginess, the possibility of cashing in is quite slim.

A thought flashed through Meng Qinghe's mind, it would not be impossible to give grassland, the area in Mobei close to West Asia and Eastern Europe is very valuable for development.

With the fighting power of the army in the early Ming Dynasty, the so-called lame Timur could have rested in a cool place.

Meng Qinghe rolled up his arms and sleeves with Sanbao and bargained with the leader of Duoyan Sanwei, and finally set the price for beheading a sheep of the third grade and a cow of the sixth grade.

The brawny men were very satisfied with the price. They carefully picked up a few pieces of paper on the table and carefully put them in their arms, smiling until their eyes narrowed, obviously imagining the beautiful scene of countless pastures and herds of cattle and sheep.

Meng Qinghe was also laughing. The price given by King Yan was to behead two grades of a sheep. Unfortunately, kickbacks are not allowed in this year, otherwise, his assets would definitely be a few more zeros.

In the palace, King Ning came to find King Yan with the written memorabilia, but was caught by the drunken King Yan and vomited bitterly.

Being embraced by a strong man reeking of alcohol, King Ning endured a few moments, but finally couldn't hold back, threw away the memorial, rolled up his sleeves and started wrestling with King Yan.

The son of Emperor Hongwu, regardless of his appearance, except for the prince, his temper seems to be not very good.

Tolerating King Yan up to now, King Ning has already performed exceptionally well.

At the same time that King Yan was digging the corner of King Ning's wall with a shovel, the crisis in Peiping suddenly came.

Knowing that King Yan was not in the city and the number of troops defending the city was less than [-], Li Jinglong immediately ordered the army to set off from Hejian to attack Beiping.

Passing by several villages outside the city along the way, I heard reports from my subordinates that these villages had built earthen walls around them, and there were turrets behind the earthen walls. When they saw the imperial army, instead of mobilizing everyone to respond, they set up gongs to warn, Li Jinglong furious.

"Troublemaker! You must have been a thief!"

Immediately ordered to separate an army to teach these troublemakers a lesson.As a result, the generals came to report again. These unscrupulous people hung wooden signs on the earthen walls and pasted paper on the doors, writing "Long live, long live, Emperor Taizu Gao".

The soldiers who were ordered to go did not dare to smash the door, let alone climb over the wall.

One is not good but disrespectful, the charge of decapitation.

Li Jinglong was dumbfounded.

The soldiers under his command didn't dare to be charged with disrespect, so would he?

Back then, Zhu Di was defeated by this trick, let alone the idiot Li Jinglong?

Peiping hasn't been fought yet, but the few villages outside the city are so difficult, how can the defenses in Beiping be so tight?

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Li Jinglong's head, "Beiping, I'm afraid it's not easy to fight."

Zhu Gaochi in the city heard that the imperial army had arrived, his face was calm, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Princess Yan removed the hairpin ring, changed into a long skirt, put on a military uniform, and walked to her son with a spear in her hand, "My lord, do you remember what your father said before leaving?"

"Son remembers."

"Since that's the case, why do you make such a gesture?" Princess Yan, who was dressed in a military uniform, was no longer as gentle as before, and her whole body showed a heroic and heroic posture.

The palace people who often accompany Princess Yan are also dressed in strong clothes, holding swords and other sharp weapons, and their actions are heroic.

"My son, the enemy is at hand. As the commander in chief, you will be in command of Lincheng! Your father trusted you when he handed over Beiping City to you. Don't let your father down, and don't let your mother down either!"

Zhu Gaochi was encouraged by the words of Princess Yan, and his fighting spirit was aroused. Wang An asked Wang An to fetch the armor made for him, put on the long knife given to him by King Yan, and strode out of the palace. For the first time, he did not need anyone's support. , stepped on the horse and galloped to the city gate.

This is Beiping's war, it's my father's war, and it's also Zhu Gaochi's war!