Seiwa

On the seventh day of April in the 31st year of Hongwu, Shen Baihu, who was in charge of the secret order of the King of Yan, set up camp under the command of Kaiping Wei Zheng Qianhu.The knights who followed him to Kaiping also joined the army.One person is the general banner, nine people are small banners, half infantry and half cavalry under his command, jackets, weapons, and horses are all allocated on the same day.

It can be seen that leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade, the power of the word Yanwang is great.

Zheng Qianhu was originally a hundred households in Zuotunwei, Kaiping, and he was promoted to the position of Qianhu because of his repeated contributions to the desert with King Yan in the 29th year of Hongwu.

In a sense, Zheng Qianhu had stepped on King Yan's boat, and Xu Zhong, the Commander of the Guards, had arranged for Shen Xuan and his party to be with him.

Your Majesty is old and sick for a long time.The grandson was young, the vassal kings were young and powerful, and Yan Wang, Ning Wang, Jin Wang, etc. were even more outstanding in battle, and their voices shook the northern border.

Once your majesty is doing well, the grandson is weak and the kings are strong. If there is no disagreement, it is okay. If... if you get married with King Yan, or the Fuyin clan, you may be full of disasters.

Zheng Qianhu shivered, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't dare to think about it.

On the tenth day of April, in Mengjiatun, less than three hundred miles away from Kaipingwei, Meng Qinghe, dressed in a red looped jacket and with a wooden sign hanging around his waist, stood at the entrance of the village, saying goodbye to his family and clansmen.

Meng Wangshi held Meng Qinghe's hand, and seemed to have endless words of entrustment. The two sisters-in-law stood behind Meng Wangshi, looking at the uncle who was about to go far away, and their eyes were red.Third Sister Meng grabbed the corner of Meng Qinghe's clothes, while Fifth Sister Meng simply hugged Meng Qinghe's thigh, hiccupping from crying.

"Uncle Twelve..."

Looking at everyone in the family, Meng Qinghe blushed.

Moved is moved, but he just went to join the army, not to die.

Need this?

Meng Chongjiu and several relatives also saw him off on the side of the road.The clothes and dry food bought by the tribe were tied on the back of a rough horse, and the rein was held in the hands of a tall young man. He was the second grandson of Meng Chongjiu. He did not rank according to the Qing characters in the family, but because his father was a son-in-law, his surname should have been Chen.

Although Meng Hu is only 17 years old, he is tall and has long legs, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his rough masculinity is very eye-catching.

Such a figure and temperament are completely someone's dish.But standing in front of him, Meng Qinghe's teeth felt sour, and he couldn't think of anything else. This was not because Meng's bottom line had suddenly improved, but because Meng Hu was too "righteous".

Referring to the main theme movies of later generations, this is definitely a tall and complete figure holding a dynamite bag in his hand, blocking machine gun holes in his chest, and shouting for comrades to rush forward.

In contrast, Meng Qinghe is more like an XXX reactionary hiding in a trench and waving a small pistol to let his brothers charge forward.

With such a decent person by his side, Meng Qinghe felt a lot of pressure, which was unusually high.

He really couldn't figure out why Meng Laohu could raise such a grandson?

Could it be that the old fox also wants to take this opportunity to send him away because his grandson is too radiant, and sell himself a favor by the way?

Meng Qinghe was unwilling to "smear" the image of his uncle in his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that this possibility was the greatest.

Looking back at Meng Qingjiang, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, well, he admitted that he just wanted to make things difficult for Meng Guangxiao by asking Meng Qingjiang to "join the army", but he didn't expect the other party to agree so readily, and the time to think about it was less than 5 minutes.

Meng Qinghe only mentioned Meng Qinghai a few words, and Meng Guangxiao acted as if Meng Qingjiang was not his own, but picked it up.

This makes Meng Qinghe, who wants to be a bad guy, quite unfulfilled.

The so-called embarrassment is meaningless if the expected effect cannot be achieved.

However, there are many strong men on the road, which is not a bad thing.As for what Meng Qingjiang will do in the future, it all depends on him.As long as he didn't violate the bottom line, he would not intentionally embarrass Meng Qingjiang.

It can be seen that he is still quite kind.

Sending you thousands of miles, you have to say goodbye in the end.

Meng Qinghe ruthlessly pulled away Fifth Sister Meng who was hugging her thigh. Little Lolita cried until her eyes were like walnuts, and Meng Qinghe's eye sockets were a little sore. She gently stroked the heads of Third Sister Meng and Fifth Sister Meng, her voice a little Hoarsely, "Third Sister, Fifth Sister, do you still remember the agreement with Twelfth Uncle? Wait, Twelfth Uncle will do what he says, and let Third Sister and Fifth Sister wear beautiful clothes and red makeup!"

Meng Xu and Meng Zhang cried again. Meng Qinghe bowed to Meng Chongjiu without saying a word, but Meng Chongjiu understood his entreaty and stretched out his hand to help him up. Live up to the trust.”

"Thank you, Uncle Jiu."

After saluting to several clan elders, Meng Qinghe knelt down in front of the Meng Wang family with a plop, and kowtowed three times, "Mother, my son is gone!"

"My son will become a great weapon," Meng Wang said in a trembling voice without crying again: "Mother is waiting for you to return home in glory! When that day comes, your father will also be able to smile at Jiuquan!"

Meng Qinghe stood up, before he could brush off the dust on his clothes, he turned and left.

Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang followed behind him, and Meng Wang stood there until the three of them disappeared, and then was supported by his daughter-in-law to go home.

At this time, Meng Guangxiao, Meng Guangshun and the others were all bedridden. While drinking medicine, they wished they could pierce nails with Meng Qinghe's villain and whip out the soles of their shoes.

The reason is very simple. Not long ago, Meng Qinghe visited the homes of several cousins ​​at regular intervals, closed the door and asked about their relatives.

Meng Guangxiao and others gritted their teeth and stuffed the banknotes and copper coins into his hands, laughing uglier than crying.

No charge?Absolutely not!Pay back?No, definitely not!

As long as Meng Twelve Lang is alive, don't think about fighting the Tartars all day long, and don't be too hotheaded to write something about "Meng's men want to kill the enemy and serve the country" is more important than anything else!

The gift from the elders is irresistible.

Meng Twelve Lang is a filial child, so he naturally wants to fulfill the name of kindness of his cousins.As for whether Meng Guangxiao and the others would vomit three liters of blood, it was none of his business.

Compared with the property stolen by several cousins, these banknotes and copper coins are just a small change, but for Meng Wang and others, they are enough to support a year's life.Similarly, with Meng Qinghe's propaganda, the reputation of Meng Guangxiao and others in the village has also improved, but Meng Qinghai, who is still in school, is still excluded, but he still participated in the college examination with a fearless spirit and was selected as a student.Of course, this is something.

The big house in the family was not sold, and the three acres of dry land were handed over to Meng Chongjiu's eldest grandson for cultivation. Except for taxes and grain, the Meng Wang family only kept [-]%, and the rest belonged to the other party.This was decided by Meng Qinghe after discussing with the Meng Wang family. Meng Chongjiu had helped him so much, but the other party didn't mention it, but Meng Qinghe had to take it to heart.

After all, human relationship is also a science.

Before leaving, Meng Qinghe also did one more thing. He handed over the two Confucian classics and notes copied at home to the elders of the clan.

"In order to avenge his father and brother, Qinghe abandoned literature and went to martial arts. These are useless to Qinghe. It is better to entrust them to the clan and send them to the children of the clan."

From Meng Qinghe's point of view, he can memorize the contents of the book backwards, and this is just giving away things that he doesn't need, and forming a good relationship by the way.But it was a big deal for the Meng clan.Books are hard to come by, not to mention the notes written by Meng Twelve Lang.He passed the Tongsheng examination. If he hadn't been kicked out of the school, even a scholar could pass the examination.

The elders of the clan decided to write the matter on the wooden plaque and enshrine it in the ancestral hall to show the virtue of Meng Shierang.

After hearing this, Magistrate He praised Meng Qinghe for his character, but also regretted that he no longer took the imperial examination.

"This child is really rare."

Within a few days, Meng Twelve Lang's reputation became even better.If it wasn't for his status as a military household and being in Xiaozhong, the matchmaker might be able to step on the threshold of the Meng family.

Meng Qinghe was a little embarrassed, didn't he just give away a few books, did he do a good person and a good deed?

In conclusion, Meng is not familiar enough with the Ming Dynasty, and does not know enough about what "reading" means in this era.

When he really understands the meaning behind this incident, it will be several years later. At that time, all the children of the Meng family, whoever takes the road of imperial examinations, will thank Twelve Lang, that is, Beiping Mansion and even Beizhi in the future. Li, also know the allusion of "Twelve Langs presenting books".

The so-called intentional planting of flowers will not bloom, but unintentional planting of willows and willows will make shade, which is not the case.

Leaving Mengjiatun, Meng Qinghe went all the way north, and he was sent to Kaipingwei and other places to garrison together with twelve men from the same village.

Except for him who took the initiative to join the army, the rest of them were all people who were coaxed or followed.There were several policemen and two military officers accompanying him, and after they left Beiping Mansion, there were more than twenty people in the team.

Using five or six flour pancakes and half a cooked chicken, Meng Qinghe Chenggong and the two policemen called brothers and sisters, and found out the origins of most of the latecomers from his mouth.

"Criminals exiled to the army." A messenger wiped the oil from his mouth, and pointed to a middle-aged man who was resting by the side of the road, "Do you see that one, the former military arsenal commander, a fifth-rank official, now, hey! "

Meng Qinghe suddenly, the immediate boss's immediate boss, no wonder this person has such a wretched expression.

Being an official in the early Ming Dynasty was indeed a precarious thing.It is estimated that only in the Hongwu Dynasty can we see the so-called fierce cases of killing officials, destroying families, and killing all Jinshi in the same list.

The Arsenal Department of the Ministry of War is in charge of military registration, weapons, and martial arts.The doctor of Arsenal is a fat job with a higher risk index.It is not surprising to see one here.

After a short rest, the team continued on the road.

The scenery seen along the way gradually changed, and the wind seemed to smell the breath of large expanses of green grass.

The patrol inspection of card checks on the main road sections has also become extremely strict. Even if there are police officers accompanying them, and Meng Qinghe and others have tooth plates with them, the patrol inspection will still check the official documents and road guides meticulously.

It is estimated that the police in later generations did not check household registration so seriously.

After passing Chengde, the team separated again. Most of the soldiers whose military status was taken out were destined for Xinchengwei, and more than a dozen criminals were sent to Quanningwei.Meng Qinghe went to Kaipingwei together with the unlucky former arsenal doctor of the Ministry of War.

Why would he enjoy the same treatment as a prisoner and be sent to the extreme north of the border?

It is reported that Chen Heng, the commander of the Beijing Metropolitan Government, intervened in Meng Twelve Lang's "distribution" issue.

Warriors have always been straightforward in their way of thinking about problems. To kill the Tartars and avenge their father, of course they must go to a place where they can see the Tartars.

Chen Heng did have good intentions, but for Meng Qinghe, it was unknown.

Before nightfall, Meng Qinghe and his party finally arrived in Longhua.

Meng Qinghe couldn't bear to travel for days, even with a horse instead.The former armory secretary of the Ministry of Military Affairs was in high spirits, staring at Meng Qinghe's dry ration bag with green eyes in the gap where the police could not see, he opened and closed his palms, his knuckles creaked, and he seized it its intention.

Looking at those green eyes, Meng Qinghe had a bad feeling, and hurriedly took two steps back, not forgetting to show his willingness to help others, and kicked Meng Qingjiang, who was a little closer, out of the way.It's just that the direction of the kick was a bit wrong. Meng Qingjiang drew a graceful arc in midair, and directly jumped in front of Mr. Lang Zhong. Under the action of inertia, the back of the former Mr. Lang Zhong's head hit the ground successfully.

I don't know if it bleeds or not, but a big swelling is certain.

When the messenger who solved the problem of reincarnation of grains came back, what he saw was just such a scene.

Meng Qinghe covered Meng Hu's mouth first, and laughed dryly, "Don't misunderstand, the fact is that my cousin admires the outstanding martial arts skills of the former doctor, and it is inevitable that horses will miss and people will stumble... "

Within a radius of five miles, there was instant silence.

Before Meng Qingjiang could stand up, his back molars were already grinding.

Meng Qinghe, Meng Twelve Lang, I and you are at odds!