When the chariot drawings were delivered, Meng took two steps back and stood in the wing, waiting for Shen Qianhu to take a look.

In addition to the chariots, there were also suggestions for using mules and horses to carry tigers and cannons and assemble cavalry. Before Shen Xuan could speak, Yang Duo was already surprised, and when he inquired and learned that the pier outside the city was also Meng's idea, he couldn't help but look at him twice.

"Meng Baihu is a great talent." Yang Duo's voice was deeper than Shen Xuan's, like an elegant cello sound.

Meng hurriedly said: "Yang Qianhu is falsely praised, and he doesn't dare to be lowly in his position." ”

"Meng Baihu doesn't have to be modest, Brother Shen has such talents under him, Yang is very envious."

Yang Qianhu is very handsome, his smile is very sunny, and it is very easy to get the favor of others.

Replaced by Meng in the previous life, he can also handle his appearance and figure, and he is ...... in this life Looking down at his small body, he can't compare, and it's full of tears.

After about half a cup of tea, Shen Qianhu put away the drawings, did not make any evaluation of the chariots on the drawings, praised Meng for his commendable spirit, and sent Meng Baihu away in a few words.

Yang Duo seemed to want to ask Meng a few more words, but was interrupted by Shen Xuan, so he had to give up.

"It's okay, Meng Baihu will retreat."

"Yes."

Shen Qianhu spoke, what else could Meng do? You can only salute and turn around and go out.

Standing at the door of the wing, Meng Baihu looked back at the shadow reflected in the paper window, with a slight doubt in his expression, scratching his chin, Shen Qianhu didn't seem to be very happy?

Shaking his head, he should have thought too much.

Who is this Yang Qianhu? It always feels a little familiar. If he has seen such a person, he will definitely not forget it, and he will not have an impression...... Is it because his temperament is very similar to Shen Qianhu?

The border army all had a murderous aura on their bodies, but a killing god like Shen Qianhu was unique, and there were very few of them.

Whether it is the border army or the Tartars, those who have seen Shen Xuan still have deep memories of his evil spirit. The border army is still there, especially the Tartars, after the union of the kings of the north a few months ago, even if they have not seen Shen Xuan, they have heard of his murderous name. Once encountered, you have to take a detour from afar.

At this point, not to mention Yang Duo, even Xu Zhong, the commander of the guard who has guarded Kaiping for many years, may not be as famous as Shen Qianhu.

Therefore, it is necessary to become famous as soon as possible, and the good name is like Fang Xiaoru, and Emperor Hongwu, who used a magnifying glass to inspect officials, told his grandson that this surname Fang will be the pillar of the imperial court, an absolute loyal minister, and should be reused. The murderous name is like Shen Xuan, after several battles with the Tartars, the reputation has already spread throughout the northern Xinjiang.

Meng stood at the door of the wing, with a contemplative face,

The general flag who had reported to him before stepped forward, "Is there anything else to do with Meng Baihu?" ”

"Nothing."

"In this case, it's not early, so Baihu should leave early."

The two of them are not good at stubble, and the things discussed are confidential, it is already surprising to see Meng, if he is not careful, Meng Baihu may not be able to eat and hang, and he will not be good.

After thanking the other party for the reminder, Meng asked in a low voice, "That Yang Qianhu looked at the face?" ”

Zongqi hesitated for a moment, temporarily concealed the identity of Yang Duo's Yanshan guard, and only told Meng that Yang Qianhu was transferred from Quanningwei and returned to the Song Dudu.

"Thank you for informing me."

Meng Xiaoxiao, knowing that the general banner of the Dao was not finished, but he did not continue to ask. According to the current situation, Governor Song should not know that Yang Qianhu and Shen Qianhu have a good "relationship".

Walking out of the Thousand Households, there were scattered snowflakes in the sky, and the snowflakes were sandwiched with rain, and it became colder and colder.

As April approaches, the temperature in Biensai still does not warm, and such rain and snow are common. Meng didn't dare to delay, and immediately quickened his pace. The injuries on the body are just right, and if you get cold again, I am afraid that it will really leave the root of the disease.

A healthy body is the biggest capital, and it has really become a sick seedling, what to achieve the ideal of life, what to try to work hard, all are jokes.

The rain and snow became heavier and heavier, and hail fell halfway through, and ice beads the size of fingernails fell on people, causing pain.

Fortunately, Meng ran fast and went home first, otherwise he would have been stuck in the road.

There was no fire in the house, and Meng Hu and Meng Qingjiang were both on duty in the city today.

Meng stomped his feet, lit a candle, and tore off his soaked robe by the light of the light, replacing it with a cotton shirt. Rubbing his hands, he walked to the stove and lit a fire, squatted in front of the stove and blew a few times, and was choked and coughed, and finally there was some heat in the room.

He added water to the cauldron, looked around, scooped up half a bowl of white noodles luxuriously, cut a small piece of meat, and dragged a few wild vegetables, intending to make a pot of gnocchi soup.

This is the craft that Meng learned only after he arrived at Biansai, and it is also the only thing that Meng Shishilang made that can be tasted.

According to Meng Hu's words, Meng Shishilang was born rich and noble, not a material for work. Don't look at his good pen, he is the truth, and in practice, in one sentence, it is miserable.

The gnocchi is tumbled in hot water, sprinkled with salt, covered with a pot, and it doesn't matter whether it becomes a pot of batter or not, in short, you can eat a full stomach.

There were also two buckwheat flour cakes in the cupboard, which were already cold, Meng tried to take a bite, and it was still done.

It was warm in the stove room, Meng moved a wooden pier, held a large bowl, bit a buckwheat noodle cake, and was about to start eating, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Wipe your mouth, who will it be at this time? Rotation is also not at this point.

Put down the bowl, got up and went to open the courtyard door, and when he saw the person standing at the door, Meng Shishilang was stunned for a moment.

"A thousand households?"

Shen Xuan was only followed by two border troops, and the military attache uniform was already drenched-wet.

Meng hurriedly invited people into the house, found a few dry cloth towels, and lit an oil lamp, and the room was much brighter.

"Hundreds of households are not surprised." A border soldier who followed Shen Xuan spoke, "Thousands of households patrol the city at night, and when it rains and snows, they know that Meng Baihu lives here and borrows a place to hide. ”

"Where." Meng hurriedly said, "Thousands of households are coming, and the humble house is shining. ”

But I was wondering in my heart, Shen Qianhu was not discussing things with Yang Qianhu, why did he patrol the city in a blink of an eye? Besides, there are only two people to patrol the city? Or is everyone else sheltering from the rain nearby?

Doubts are doubts, and what should not be asked, Meng never speaks.

There is nothing wrong with prudence.

There was no brazier in the house, the heavy snow and hail couldn't stop for a while, Meng wanted to go to the stove to boil some hot water, a border soldier hurriedly got up and followed, saw the noodle soup in the pot, and asked, "Baihu hasn't eaten yet?" ”

"Just ate."

"This pot of batter is made by 100 households?" Bian Jun said with a smile, "It smells so good." ”

“…… It's pimple soup. ”

Frontier Army: "......"

The two looked at each other without saying a word, but Shen Qianhu walked over at this time, did not speak, and automatically consciously found a big bowl and handed it to Meng.

Meng Baihu blinked, what was this going to do?

Shen Qianhu's expression remained the same, and his movements remained the same.

After a while, Meng Shishilang finally reacted.

took the bowl, scooped up a bowl of pimple soup and handed it over, looking at Shen Qianhu without chopsticks, directly facing the edge of the bowl, and still couldn't find a trace of rudeness in his movements.

Meng didn't say anything for a long time.

Shen Qianhu stood in his stove and drank pimple soup?

This world is really mysterious.

Shen Qianhu put down the bowl, "Meng Baihu's skills are good. ”

Meng's expression was very subtle, and the expression of the border army who walked into the stove room with him before was even more subtle.

Isn't that ironic?

The rain and snow gradually became lighter, Shen Xuan got up to leave, pushed open the door, the cold wind blew into the house with the residual snow, in the snow light, the black eyes were darker than the night, "Be cautious these days." ”

Meng raised his head, and Shen Xuan had already stepped into the vast night.

In April, the king of Yan returned from Nanjing, and on the way he heard that the imperial court had arrested the king of Xiang on the charge of printing treasure money privately, and Xiang did not want to be insulted by the prison officials, so the family raised fire - self-immolation news, spewed out a mouthful of blood in front of everyone, and fainted.

Soon, both Peking and Nanjing got the news that Yan Wang was seriously ill.

Song Zhong and others, who specially led troops to Beiping, like Emperor Jianwen in Nanjing, suspected that King Yan was seriously ill and fake, and this move was just a cover-up and another scheme. However, Emperor Jianwen did not listen to the advice of Zhuo Jing and others, did not keep King Yan, and returned to the mountain, even if he doubted it, he could not verify it immediately.

People of insight in the court didn't understand what Emperor Jianwen was thinking. The opportunity to be sent to the front of me was actually let go in vain! really cares about family affection, why is King Xiang's family so strong, and I don't see Emperor Jianwen's eyes blinking, and then he plans to attack King Min?

Double standard?

Or do you really have no priorities?

Among the people who were angry with the emperor were Princess Yan's own brother, King Yan's brother-in-law, and Xu Huizu, the Duke of Wei.

After several failed admonitions, Xu Huizu was a little cold, sat alone at home, closed the door to thank guests, and at the same time announced to the public that he was also sick.

The emperor personally sent people to offer condolences, but Xu Huizu's condition did not improve. It's no wonder that Wei Guogong is like this, helping the emperor to guard against his brother-in-law and nephew, and trying every possible way to come up with ideas, but the emperor just doesn't listen, and no one will feel good.

Xu Huizu's younger brother Xu Zengshou couldn't see his eldest brother like this, and complained a few words at home, and after being scolded by Xu Huizu, he didn't say anything, but he had a grudge in his heart. When he left the house, he happened to meet Li Jinglong, the Duke of Cao Guo, and was scolded twice, and followed Li Jinglong straight to the Fenghua-place in Nanjing City, and did not return overnight. He was comfortable, but Xu Huizu was so angry that his face turned blue, if he wasn't "sick", he would definitely personally arrest Xu Zengshou back and serve him in the family law.

Wei Guogong is a fake disease, and Zeng Fengshao, the superintendent of the imperial history, and Zhuo Jing, the household servant, are really sick, and blood spraying has become commonplace, and he is sick even if he is not sick.

The only few fierce men in the imperial court fell one after another, Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng and others could only talk on paper, and the remaining quails had already been frightened by King Yan and lost their courage, and no one went up to impeach King Yan for disrespecting the emperor.

In mid-April, King Yan's guard of honor arrived in Beiping, and the prince personally went out of the city to greet him. Song Zhong, who had arrived in Beiping not long ago, was also in the procession, and beside him, there were also Zhang Yu, the political envoy of Beiping, and Xie Gui, the commander of the capital, and even the interview envoy Tyrant Zhao was waiting on the side of the road in official clothes.

The defense of King Yan's Mansion is like an iron bucket, and if you want to find out whether King Yan is really sick or fake, now is the best opportunity.

I didn't want King Yan to show up at all, so the guard of honor went directly into the city, and the king of Gaoyang County, who was following the elephant chariot, changed his previous arrogance, jumped off his horse, and said to everyone with a worried face: "My father is seriously ill, and he can't get up, let alone see the wind, so please understand." ”

King Gaoyang lowered his posture, what else could Zhang Yu and the others do?

Only be considerate.

The elephant entered the palace, and the gate was closed, cutting off all prying eyes.

The seriously ill King Yan was carried down from the elephant's chariot, and his face was really like gold paper, and his breath was like a gossamer, as if he was going to return to the west in the next moment.

The good doctor of the palace carried the medicine box, sweating on his head, Princess Yan and the three sons of King Yan were all guarding the palace, and the guards outside the palace were guarded, and even the chief of the palace could not get close.

Ge Cheng was stopped by the guards and could only retreat. Zhu Gaochi had already sent someone to keep an eye on him, and without evidence, he couldn't be dealt with for the time being, and he had to control his every move.

In the palace, King Yan was lying on the bed, and Princess Yan was wiping his face with a brocade handkerchief, complaining while wiping, "The prince said it in advance, so that the concubine has a bottom in her heart." ”

Among the three brothers, only Zhu Gaochu knew from beginning to end that King Yan was pretending to be sick, and Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaosui were really relieved to see that their father was indeed fine.

The good doctor of the palace knew that the prince was not sick, but the prescription must be prescribed, and he must be prescribed according to the serious illness.

After pondering for a long time, he wrote a prescription, first showed it to King Yan, and then handed it to the eunuch who accompanied him after King Yan nodded.

"Please also ask Dr. Liu to bother more."

"Don't dare, this is the responsibility of the old decay."

The good doctor left with the medicine box, Princess Yan got up and retreated into the side hall, King Yan sent someone to call Daoyan, and the three brothers of Zhu Gaochi were about to leave, but they were left by King Yan.

Not to mention Zhu Gaochu and Zhu Gaosui, even Zhu Gaochi couldn't hide his surprise. Father and Monk Daoyan played chess and discussed, and rarely allowed others to be on the side, leaving the three of them, could it be?

The three of them had their own guesses in their hearts, and they showed more or less excited looks.

The eunuch Sanbao withdrew from the palace, received a waist card from the palace treasure, took a few trustworthy firefighters and guards, and set off for Kaipingwei again.

The group walked in a hurry, saying to the outside world that the prince was seriously ill and wanted to see the only son of his brother, even if someone was suspicious, he could not openly stop him.

At this time, Meng Shang did not know that his life would be completely changed with the arrival of Sanbao and his party.

The big ship was about to set sail, and the ticket was about to be delivered to him.