The reason why disasters are disasters is because they are never faced and appear suddenly.
When a person has been in the desert, the lack of water cannot be considered a disaster.
While the people in prefectures and counties on both sides of the Yangtze River are still worried about the disaster due to snowfall for more than 20 consecutive days, the north has long been frozen, and the people have not said anything because this year is just a little colder than last year. p>
Because this is already their living habit.
Peiping City.
There are streaks of black smoke floating in the city, which are produced by the burning of coal mined from the nearby Meishan Mine.
Outside the city, there is thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.
Everything that hits the eye is covered in silver.
Some distance away from the city wall are a series of houses, attached to the city wall.
Because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the atmosphere of the approaching festival is permeated both inside and outside the city of Peiping.
No matter how much money every household has, big or small red lanterns are already hanging on the door.
On the Anding Gate in the north of the city, on the gate tower outside the Wengcheng, there is currently a group of people in armor or official robes gathered on top of the city, looking at the snowy fields to the north.
In the middle of the crowd was Zhu Di, who was wearing the regular clothes of the Ming Dynasty clan and carrying a long sword at his waist. Beside him was a monk wearing a black monk's robe.
It was none other than Zhu Di after Empress Xiaoci died of illness in the fifteenth year of Hongwu. Zhu Yuanzhang selected monks to accompany the kings to chant sutras and pray for blessings. And through the recommendation of Zuo Shanshi Zongli, the monk at the time, he came to Zhu Di's side, Daoyan monk Yao Guangxiao.<
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Surrounding the two people were Yan Dui and Shen Kui, the chief envoys on the left and right of Beiping, Wang Li, the inspector general, and relevant generals from the Beiping Dusi.
It can be said bluntly that if at this time, a few artillery pieces were placed outside Andingmen and fired accurately at the tower, the Ming Dynasty's entire front-line defense line in Peiping would directly collapse.
It's just that at this moment, these people don't have such worries. Instead, everyone has joy and expectation on their faces.
The chief envoy Yan Dui glanced at the flying snow that had risen on the snowy field in the distance, then turned sideways to Zhu Di and bowed: "The new year is approaching, and Peiping has learned about General Zhang's success. This year, I and others can sleep peacefully again."
I'm asleep."
"Zhiyuan is my blessed general!"
Zhu Di was far more happy than the others. He stretched out his hand to pat the cold city wall and stomped on it. He spoke without hesitation to praise Zhang Zhiyuan, who was about to lead his troops back in triumph.
He also saw the snowfield outside Andingmen, where Zhang Zhiyuan's horse was riding on the snowy field as he returned from victory.
A man walked out from the group of military commanders on the other side. He was an upright, mighty and elegant man.
"Your Highness, there was a snowstorm in the south of the Yangtze River this winter, but the imperial court did not use the grain reserves in Huai'an Prefecture. Once the spring grain and grass are shipped to Beiping, Your Highness can personally lead the army to plow the Mobei.
This time Zhiyuan Qing captured the Yuan thieves and the Buchen tribe in Monan and Bashang grasslands, which can be regarded as setting up an outpost for His Highness. Next year, before our army goes deep into Mobei, it will no longer be involved."
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Zhu Di looked away from the outside of the city, looked at the young general who was speaking, and smiled: "Shimei can't wait to lead the army with me to conquer Mobei?"
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Zhang Yu nodded honestly and said: "I only hope that I can ride with His Highness to the north of the desert and seal the wolf in Xu."
"How can such good things make your world more beautiful than before?"
A shout came from behind Zhang Yu.
Without turning around, Zhang Yu could tell who the other party was and shook her head helplessly.
Zhu Neng, who was wearing heavy armor, came out and looked outside the city: "Your Highness, this time Zhiyuan comes back, you must ask him to compete with the last general. Every time the last general wants to compete with him, he is always beaten.
He gave him an excuse to escape, what a fool!"
Seeing that the two most valued generals under his command had such a fighting spirit, Zhu Di felt very heroic: "Today is just to lead the people to victory and triumph. When spring comes next year, it will be me
Wait for the day when the horse rides on Mobei!"
On the tower, there was a burst of cheers and echoes.
Yao Guangxiao, who was accompanying Zhu Di, looked at the triumphant army getting closer and closer outside the city, but his eyes flickered faintly.
Such mountains and rivers, such an invincible army, only use horses to trample across Mobei?
Yao Guangxiao's eyes gradually deepened, and when he looked out of the city, he seemed to have caught Zhang Zhiyuan, who was returning in the snow.
This is the real rising star of Prince Yan's Palace and Peking Dusi now. He is either riding on the grassland or on the way to prepare for riding on the grassland.
And the most amazing thing is that this person who was originally demoted from the capital to Jiubian should have had bad luck.
If not, why could we have lost the Habayashi Guards and the Emperor's personal army, and instead went to Jiubian instead?
But just for such a person, after arriving in Peiping, his luck turned out to be extremely good.
Every time he leads troops to fight against Yuan thieves on the grassland, Zhang Zhiyuan is like a Wuhou who can predict the future. He can fight wherever he wants. Now the name Zhang Zhiyuan has been spread on the grassland.
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Is such a mighty general in the army really willing to be trapped outside the Nine Borders Fortress for the rest of his life?
Yao Guangxiao had countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
I want to meet this person.
In private!
Outside Andingmen of Beiping City.
He led 3,000 soldiers and horses deep into the grassland before winter, and it took three months to defeat the enemy. Zhang Zhiyuan finally returned victorious, holding the reins in his hand, with only one pair of eyes exposed.
He controlled the war horse under his crotch and looked up at Beiping City, which was already close to Chi Chi.
This is my third year in Peking.
It seems that I have almost forgotten what Jiangnan looks like.
And in the past three years, step by step, relying on the intelligence sent by the secret guards from time to time, I have reached the position of commanding the guards of Prince Yan's Mansion and commanding the general affairs of Peking City.
He likes the iron horses outside the Nine Frontier Fortress, and likes to lead his soldiers on horseback across the desert north and across the grassland.
But he missed Jiangnan's tenderness and his family.
And deep in Zhang Zhiyuan's heart, there is even a hidden feeling for the emperor's grandson who is now in charge of the court.
The crowd on the Andingmen Gate Tower has been imprinted in Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes.
The figure of His Highness King Yan is still majestic over there.
Zhang Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh softly.
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If he had not served as a member of the Yulin Guard back then, or if he had known King Yan earlier, then he would not have had to think about so many things after nightfall.
Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly thought of Mr. Guan Er.
Perhaps, it is impossible for me to become a person like Master Guan, but my current mood is definitely the same as that of Master Guan back then.
"General, this time I return to Beiping City. After the Chinese New Year, it will be the 28th year of Hongwu."
A cavalryman wrapped in a thick robe drove his horse from the back of the team to Zhang Zhiyuan's side and whispered.
Zhang Zhiyuan turned around and looked at each other.
"Tang Ke, has there been any news from the south?"
Tang Keke, who had become a "dead man" since Nanjing, drove his war horse, always keeping only half a horse behind Zhang Zhiyuan, glanced sideways at the Peking City in front, and then nodded silently.
Zhang Yuanzhi's eyes flickered.
It's not that he hasn't tried before, but he just can't figure out where Tang Keke, who suddenly came from Yingtian to Peiping to find himself, got the news every time.
Zhang Zhiyuan nodded silently: "What's the news this time?"
Tang Keke whispered: "Yingtian wants General to have contact with Yao Guangxiao if he has the opportunity."
Zhang Zhiyuan's brows covered with snow couldn't help but frown: "Master Dao Yan?"
him
He didn't ask why he did this. In the past few years, countless news came from Yingtian. Among them were news about what he was asked to do in Peking and news about Yuan thieves outside the Great Wall.
Accept the information, complete the tasks as required, and destroy the Yuan thieves based on the information.
This is what Zhang Zhiyuan has done in the past three years.
He thought for a while and nodded again: "I understand. Pass on the order. After the army enters the city, it will go directly back to the camp and rest for three days. I will ask for military orders and let the brothers go home for reunion before the end of the year."
Tang Keke immediately clasped his hands in his fists and shouted loudly under the gaze of the victorious officers and soldiers in the team behind him: "I accept your orders."
Then he turned his horse's head and ran towards the back of the team, delivering the latest military orders to every flag officer.
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Prince Yan's Mansion in Peking.
Because the army returned to the city after victory today, the palace received the news several days ago and began to prepare a banquet to celebrate the victory.
When today, the guard commander of Prince Yan's Mansion and the commander of the Beiping Dusi, Zhang Zhiyuan, finally returned with their troops, the banquet at Prince Yan's Mansion was immediately started.
"With me waiting on all sides, the court will be safe!"
Zhu Neng, who was already drunk, raised the wine glass in his hand and greeted everyone present.
Now working as an errand in Yanshan Guard, Qiu Fu, who has not yet started his own business, staggered out of the crowd.
"The Ming Dynasty is mighty!"
"The King of Yan is victorious!"
Suddenly, there was a roar in the hall where everyone had been drinking for three rounds.
As the host of the banquet, Zhang Zhiyuan held the wine glass and retreated to a corner, quietly watching everything in front of him.
"The general doesn't seem to feel happy about winning the battle?"
While Zhang Zhiyuan was still thinking about how he should complete the latest request from Yingtian, a voice rang in his ears.
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He immediately looked sideways.
He saw Yao Guangxiao, wearing a black monk's robe, already appearing in front of him with his hands clasped together.
Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and turned around quickly: "The last general has seen the master."
Yao Guangxiao shook his head: "A poor monk is just a monk, how dare he accept the general's gift?"
Zhang Zhiyuan, who had just drank once after being killed by those soldiers, now wished he could drink the wine out of his stomach.
He bit the tip of his tongue, trying to make his consciousness clearer, and stared at the monk in front of him with puzzled eyes: "I wonder why the master is looking for me?"
Yao Guangxiao looked sideways at the banquet where the demons were dancing together with Zhu Di. He smiled helplessly and looked sideways outside the hall: "I wonder if the general can give me a favor and go out with the poor monk to enjoy the snow?"
What does he want to do?
Or has he discovered his true identity?
Alarm bells rang in Zhang Zhiyuan's heart. During his three years in Beiping City, he might not have known anything else, but he knew very well what kind of attitude King Yan had towards Yao Guangxiao.
Yao Guangxiao, however, ignored Zhang Zhiyuan and took the lead to walk out of the hall.
Zhang Zhiyuan had no choice but to take steps and follow.
When the two of them walked outside, there was no one around.
Yao Guangxiao finally stopped in front of a blooming wintersweet tree.
"The general is brave and has achieved great military exploits this winter. I would like to congratulate the general first."
Zhang Zhiyuan raised his hands and swayed, and then pulled his collar open so that the cold wind outside could blow through his skin, allowing him to maintain his composure at this time.
Then, he said solemnly: "It's just a small gain, I can't say it's a great military exploit. Being your highness's vanguard and protecting the peace of our Ming borderland is my greatest wish."
Yao Guangxiao calmly looked at Zhang Zhiyuan who was showing humility, smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "General, what do you think of His Highness?"
Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned.
In my peripheral vision, I saw that my sword was already entering.
It was taken down when we were seated.
Otherwise, Zhang Zhiyuan swore, he would definitely draw his sword and look at the weird monk in front of him.
Showing his drunken look, Zhang Zhiyuan took a long time to speak hesitantly: "Your Highness is brave and is a rare commander among our nine-sided army. With His Highness here, Beiping will be peaceful. It is my great fortune to be able to follow His Highness."
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"Oh?" Yao Guangxiao said softly and said in a seductive manner: "Is that just like this?"
What else?
Do you want to go to heaven?
Zhang Zhiyuan thought of what Tang Keke said to him when he entered the city not long ago today.
Could it be that the monk in front of him who has a close relationship with His Highness King Yan is a monster monk, and His Highness wants to find out the evidence of this guy's crime himself and then expose it to King Yan?
At this time, Zhang Zhiyuan had not thought of anything more.
He simply believed that the people behind Tang Keke who worked for the grandson found out that Yao Guangxiao was not a good person, so he had to pay attention in advance to prevent this person from causing any trouble in Beiping City and around His Highness King Yan. Under Yao Guangxiao's gaze, Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly jumped up on tiptoes, and then hurriedly lay down on the railing next to him regardless of his appearance, opened his mouth wide and vomited.
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Zhang Zhiyuan secretly induced vomiting and kept vomiting for a long time. When his stomach was empty and there was nothing left to vomit, he turned around and sat on the ground limply.
When I raised my head, I could still see Yao Guangxiao's figure, but I didn't know where he had gone.
"Brother Zhang!"
"Brother Zhang!"
"Zhiyuan?"
"Good guy, you came here secretly. Did you mean to steal the wine?"
"Hurry up and follow the brothers in. The prince has spoken today. Brothers will not return until they are drunk!"
Just when Zhang Zhiyuan was wondering who Yao Guangxiao was, Zhang Yu, Zhu Neng and others were already looking for him with wine glasses.
Without waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan to react, these people stepped forward and held him back inside the hall.
Zhang Zhiyuan, who was being held up, could only shake his head helplessly in the end, and followed the arrangements of these people who would not return until they were drunk.
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Yingtian City.
In a few days, it will be Chinese New Year.
The completion of the New Year also means the end of the 27th year of Hongwu and the arrival of a new year.
The court has seemed particularly peaceful recently.
Since Zhan Hui, the former Minister of Civil Affairs, left the court, he seemed to have taken away the past debates in the court.
Even in the face of the snow situation in the south of the Yangtze River, the court dismissed many officials, but it did not cause as much of a disturbance as in the past.
On the other hand, there have been a lot more monks and Taoist priests in the city these days.
In the 28th year of Hongwu's reign, the royal family was planning to convene water and land festivals and fasting rituals in the capital for spring to begin. The matter had been spread through the court's decree.
It's just that after sorting out the expenses for the twenty-seventh year of Hongwu, the imperial court also entered the sealing stage, so it adopted a sit-and-see attitude towards these changes and things that would not happen immediately.
"The imperial officials are getting more and more uncomfortable."
Zhu Gaochi appeared in front of Zhu Yunxi worriedly as usual.
It seems that since the second half of this year, he has always been so worried about the country and the people.
Zhu Yunxi, who was summarizing and reading through the last batch of secret notes sent from various places this year, immediately raised his head and looked behind Xiaopang.
The little kid could no longer be seen, so he quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Then he raised his head and looked at Xiaopang: "You sit down first."
Zhu Gaochi sat down cross-legged: "Yesterday, I discussed in advance with officials from the Ministry of Revenue about how to push taxes to Zhili and Jiangnan provinces next year. The Ministry of Revenue did not respond at all. They also said that they would be able to meet any requirements from the tax office.
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"Isn't this bad?" Zhu Yunxi threw the last secret note sent back from Peking into the charcoal stove nearby, watched the sheets of paper turn into ashes, and looked at Xiaopang indifferently.
Zhu Gaochi glanced at the charcoal stove and was very dissatisfied with Zhu Yunxi's answer. He curled his lips and said, "They don't even have any words to refute now. I'm talking to them. Could it be that if I ask them to do something for one million taels of silver, they can do it?"
Satisfied?"
"It depends on how much money each department and government office can get after the new year's apportionment meeting."
When Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Yunxi looking like a wild crane, he was so angry that his back teeth were about to be bitten to pieces.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "I still feel that something big is going to happen!"
"The Yuan people broke into Yingtian City?" Zhu Yunxi joked, and then said seriously: "You can see it clearly, I can see it clearly, and my grandfather and father can also see it clearly. At the same time, the officials know that we know them
Current attitude."
"Then you, Grandpa Huang and Uncle will do nothing?" Zhu Gaochi was a little anxious.
Zhu Yunxi looked at Xiaopang: "What to do? Even innovation needs to be done step by step. There is no rush. Now, I will listen to the emperor's words. The most important thing is to open up branches and leaves for our family as soon as possible."
There was a strange look on Zhu Gaochi's face, and his eyes moved down very honestly, looking at Zhu Yunxi's waist and abdomen, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and said: "By the way, the person Zhihui selected for the door is
Shaohuashan Sun Biyun, who happened to be summoned to Beijing by the emperor this year."
"Who is the living disciple of Master Sanfeng?" Zhu Yunxi finally became more interested.
Zhu Gaochi nodded: "Didn't Grandpa have a dream this year? Then Sun Zhenren came to Beijing. We just met a few days ago and asked him to live in Chaotian Palace.
Zhihui is also a sensible person, and knows that choosing someone for the disciple is both an opportunity and a taboo. It just so happens that Master Sun is here, so it is just right for him to preside over the fasting ceremony for the disciple next year, and no one can say anything."
Zhu Yunxi hummed twice.
Choose Sun Biyun, who can say anything?
That is the disciple of Sanfeng Immortal.
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