After twenty-one days, everyone finally walked out of the mountain.
Tiredness is nothing, and I have eaten enough, but it is very uncomfortable not to take a shower. Even the little girl Song Ling'er can scratch out a few fingernails of mud with just a scratch.
It’s time to change the steel knives in everyone’s hands. They chop thorns and bamboo every day to exercise their arm strength. At the same time, the steel knives are also broken into saws.
The marching route went around the mountains, first to the southwest, then to the northwest, and then to the southwest. It passed through three large ridges and more than ten small ridges, and finally came to a Bazi area with flat terrain ahead.
farmland, and at the foot of the mountain is the small village of Anshi Tusi.
Uncle Wu showed his seal, pointed to the smoked head, talked nonsense with the people in the village, and left the place in a hurry - he was afraid that Chieftain An would kill people and steal goods.
After walking for another hour, we finally set foot on the official road. Going south, we can go back to Guizhou City, and going north, we can go to Longchangyi.
"Zhou Baihu, let's say goodbye!" Wang Yuan cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Uncle Wu was very happy to be called this name, and he planned to make friends with him. He immediately clasped his fists and said: "Killing the enemy together is a comrade. Wang Erlang has some missions in the future. Come to Guizhou Guard and bring a message. I will definitely go through fire and water on Friday. In
Don’t hesitate!”
"Hahaha, Zhou Baihu is so heroic, he is indeed a hero!" Wang Yuan laughed a few times, said goodbye to the other three officers and soldiers, and finally said to Li Ying, "Brother Liangchen, I will go back to Longgang Mountain first, maybe
We will go to Guizhou City in two days, and then we brothers will have a good meal."
"You and I are classmates, so why bother being polite," Li Ying patted Wang Yuan on the shoulder, "When you return to Guizhou City, I'll treat you!"
Song Ling'er, who had always been rude, followed Wang Yuan's example and said goodbye to the others. Unfortunately, she was not very polite and sounded dry, so she could only barely mean it.
"Goodbye!"
After saying goodbye, both parties went in opposite directions.
The official road to the north here is very easy to walk, and the mountains are relatively gentle.
Wang Yuan and Song Ling'er rode a horse together, galloping all the way, and arrived at the foot of Longgang Mountain in a blink of an eye.
Song Ling'er hugged Wang Yuan tightly and had no other thoughts. She just wanted to go up the mountain and wash up. She felt that her whole body was stinking, and she felt ashamed at the moment, fearing that she would leave a bad impression in the minds of her companions.
In fact, Wang Yuan himself also stunk and couldn't smell it at all.
It was summer, the mountains were already hot and humid, and roads were being dug through the mountains every day, so his clothes had been soaked with sweat dozens of times. Thinking about it, you can see how dirty Wang Yuan was.
The two of them led their horses up the mountain, just in time for their classmates to have dinner.
Wang Yuan walked among the students, sat down, and shouted to Wang Changxi who was beside the pot: "Brother Changxi, please serve me two bowls of rice."
"Hey, what does this smell like?"
"Ruoxu, how many days have you not showered?"
"Wang Erlang, go away quickly!"
"Ugh, I'm going to vomit!"
"..."
Before Wang Changxi could say anything, Zhu Sheng had already fried the pot, cursed and ran away with the bowl in hand.
"Hahahaha!" Wang Yuan laughed happily.
Wang Changxi and Wang Changle held their noses and brought them food. The former said: "I'll boil water for you to take a bath. You need hot water to wash it. I'm afraid cold water can't wash away the smell."
When Wang Yangming was working in the Criminal Department, he often went to the prison. He himself had his buttocks spread open, and after spending some time in the prison, he had long been accustomed to this unusual smell. Walking over with his rice bowl in hand, Uncle Wang asked: "Have you ever met someone?"
What happened?"
Wang Yuan suddenly stopped smiling: "Sir, I killed someone."
Everyone was startled and became silent.
"Who was killed?" Wang Yangming asked.
Wang Yuan thought for a while and said: "The Miao tribe in the west rebelled. I killed two thieves with my own hands, and Li Sanlang also killed one with my own hands. I heard that killing people makes you feel sick, but I didn't feel any abnormality. It felt like killing someone."
Just like a chicken. Sir, am I that kind of cold-blooded person?"
Wang Yangming shook his head and said: "I don't know, because I haven't killed anyone yet. But if you can ask this question, it proves that you have compassion. This is the conscience of your nature. Keep your conscience and reflect on yourself all the time.
I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"Thank you sir for your teaching." Wang Yuan just wanted to relieve the pressure in his heart.
During the battle and on the road, Wang Yuan didn't even think about killing people. However, as soon as he returned to Longgang Mountain, his whole body relaxed and he suddenly remembered the situation at that time and had an indescribable complex emotion.
After dinner, I took a hot bath.
Wang Yuan took the initiative to enter the room with Wang Yangming for a private chat, while other students gathered around Song Ling'er and asked them about the details of killing the bandits.
In the bedroom.
Wang Yuan explained the current situation in Guizhou to Wang Yangming in detail, and then told his strategy: "Sir, please write two letters. One to An Guirong and one to Governor Wei Ying to force An Guirong to send troops as soon as possible.
.If the An family had sent troops earlier, the people of Guizhou would have suffered less!"
Wang Yangming understood the plan thoroughly in an instant and frowned: "You won't force the An family to rebel, right?"
"Sir, An Guirong is over sixty years old, but his eldest son is still a violent and ignorant person. What can he achieve by rebelling?" Wang Yuan said with a smile.
Wang Yangming finally felt at ease and wrote a letter to An Guirong.
The general content can be briefly summarized as follows: Ajia, Aza and others rebelled against the Song family and caused trouble for the local area. Although they originated from the Song family's harsh rule, they are excusable due to circumstances but cannot be tolerated by the law. Recently, I heard someone say that General An secretly assisted the rebels.
Money, food and soldiers may be disloyal. General An has always been loyal to the imperial court. I believe these are all rumors, but people talk about gold and have to be careful. If General An really has the intention to rebel, I advise General An to know his way back. An's
Although there are hundreds of thousands of people, can they compare with a chieftain in the Central Plains? For example, the An family has hundreds of chieftains in the world, and the scraps of the imperial court are spread to all directions, so that they all share the land of the An family. Can the An family resist it?
General An should send troops quickly to break the slander and show his loyalty to the court.
After writing the letter to An Guirong, Wang Yangming wrote to Wei Ying, briefly informing Wang Yuan of his strategy.
Wang Yuan held the two letters and admired them for a long time. He was impressed by their calligraphy and literary talent.
Especially the letter written to An Guirong, there was not a single curse word in it. It was full of compliments and words of advice from the bottom of my heart, but it also contained threats and warnings from beginning to end.
From the calligraphy, we can also see the difference between Wang Yangming and Shen Fucong.
Mr. Shen's calligraphy is full of craftsmanship, and the pattern is small, as if framed by vague shackles. Wang Yangming's calligraphy has extraordinary charm, with a majestic and majestic character, and the boldness seems to be coming out of the paper.
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Wang Yuan could only be envious, and then he went back to copy European style.
The next day.
Wang Yuan took Song Linger and rode back to Guizhou City.
After throwing the letter to An Guirong at Zuo Xuanweisi's residence, Wang Yuan took the letter and went to Nancheng District to visit Wei Ying, the governor of Guizhou, in person.
Wei Ying was originally writing a letter to urge the various defense stations to send troops as soon as possible. When he heard that Wang Yangming's disciples came to deliver the letter, he immediately had Wang Yuan brought into the study.
Wei Ying and Wang Yangming can still be related.
In the palace examination in the 17th year of Chenghua, Wang Yangming's father Wang Hua was selected as the number one scholar, and Wei Ying also passed the exam and ranked 174th on the third list. In other words, Wei Ying was not a formal Jinshi, but just a fellow Jinshi.
However, Wei Ying was also from Yuyao, and was of the same age and hometown as Wang Hua. This relationship was simply explosive.
When Wang Yuan came to the study, Wei Ying was still writing letters to various health offices and asked casually: "How is your teacher?"
"Zhitai," Wang Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Mr. is worried about the world and is not living a very good life."
"You do know how to talk." Wei Ying smiled and continued writing.
It wasn't until he finished writing the letter that Wei Ying opened it and read Wang Yangming's letter, and then smiled slightly: "General Li also came to see me this morning, and the news he brought was similar to this letter."
Wang Yuan said: "Li Ying, the third son of Mr. Li's military family, is my classmate at Si Xue, and is now studying under Mr. Yangming."
"Bo'an (Wang Yangming) said in the letter that it was you who came up with this idea?" Wei Ying began to look at Wang Yuan carefully.
Wang Yuan bowed and said: "The tricks in the dark room make people laugh."
"Sit down." Wei Ying burned the letter and dusted his hands. "If these good strategies are all secret room tricks, then all the officials in Guizhou should commit suicide in shame. What's your name?"
Wang Yuan replied: "Wang Yuan, sir, I gave you the word Ruoxu."
Wei Ying asked again: "Which family are you from?"
Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Heishanling Chuanqingzhai farmers' children."
"Miao people?" Wei Ying was a little disappointed.
This "Miao people" does not specifically refer to the Miao people, but generally refers to the ethnic minorities in Guizhou.
Wang Yuan was also a little unhappy. He raised his voice and defended: "They are not Miao people, but Chuanqing people. My father is Han and my mother is Miao. I heard Han Changli said: 'Confucius wrote the Spring and Autumn Period, and the princes used it.
The rituals of the barbarians are the barbarians, and the barbarians who advance into China are the Chinese. My father is originally a Han, and I read Chinese books and speak Chinese. I am now a student student of the Xuanwei Department in Guizhou. How can Wei Zhitai regard me as a barbarian?
?Even though I am a Yi Di, Taizu regards all ethnic groups as equal people and encourages children of all ethnic groups to enroll in school. As long as they are devoted to the court and are under the rule of the Ming Dynasty, they are my citizens of the Ming Dynasty. Does Wei Zhitai think so?"
A series of questions made Wei Ying not sure how to refute.
There is no way to refute it. Wei Ying may say that Han Yu was wrong, but he cannot say that Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang was wrong.
Then let's avoid this topic. Wei Ying suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, Bo'an has taught a good student, I am very happy!"
When Wang Yuan saw that it was good, he accepted it and bowed respectfully: "Wei Zhitai was praised too much."
"It's very good that you can come up with strategies to stabilize the place at such a young age," Wei Ying asked. "I heard that Li Sanlang led people to attack bandits at night and made countless gains. You and Li Sanlang were classmates, did you participate?
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Wang Yuan said: "The boy is not talented, he only killed two people."
Wei Ying laughed loudly: "What a young man. Not only is he very strategic, he can also go into battle to kill the enemy! How old are you this year?"
"Thirteen." Wang Yuan said.
"Only thirteen years old!" Wei Ying was even more surprised.
Wang Yuan did not show off his age, but instead said: "We have the capacity to make Taiwan. Although Chuanqing Village has only a population of more than 1,200, we are all loyal to the court and loyal to the Ming Emperor. Once the government troops send troops to suppress the bandits, Chuanqing Village will
The stronghold can hold eight hundred volunteers, and all men, women, old and young can go into battle, so that we, the people of the Ming Dynasty, can use our meager strength."
Although Wei Ying didn't believe it, he praised it and said: "These are righteous people. When the rebellion is quelled, I will report it to the court and reward them for their merits."
In terms of rewards based on merit, we can see how much merit can be achieved by wearing Qingzhai. At most, we should not take the credit of wearing Qingzhai for ourselves.
Wang Yuan didn't need any commitment, he just registered with the governor in advance. This was also the main purpose of delivering the letter in person today.
After chatting casually for a few more words, Wang Yuan bowed and left.
Wei Ying watched Wang Yuan leave the study and said to himself: "You are young and wise, neither humble nor arrogant. You will definitely become a great man in the future!"