The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

The Northwest Hexi Corridor is at the entrance of the Ming Dynasty, where the male army has long gathered, and the tents of the continuous military camps stretch for dozens of miles, and the neighing of war horses is endless.

As the commander-in-chief in charge of the garrison this time, Beiping commanded Sheng Yong to have not slept well in the barracks for more than ten consecutive days and nights.

A country called the Timurid Khanate dared to enter the Ming Dynasty?

Sheng Yong has served in Shandong for a long time, and he has never been to the northwest, and he is not as familiar with the military affairs of various countries as Zhu Di, so in his cognition, the enemy of the Ming Dynasty or the Central Plains should always only be a grassland.

To the west of the steppe, and the country?

Where did such a remote barbarian come from to provoke the kingdom of Langyang, and even sent an army to attack it first.

Previously, the king of Hami took the people to attach, and Sheng Yong sent an army to respond, and fought a battle with the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, 10,000 iron horsemen broke the enemy and 30,000 were like chickens and dogs, which made the entire northwest battalion very excited.

"General, these things aren't very good."

Han Dongwei commanded the envoy to ask Sheng Yong for his life: "Let's just kill it and directly destroy this black firefighter and his bullshit Chagatai Kingdom." ”

If you don't take off the flowers, you can see that you are not from the Central Plains by looking at this name, yes, he is a Mongolian.

And he is also an authentic Mongolian nobleman, his ancestor is the famous Mongolian Yuan Prime Minister Totok, and he is still from the same clan as the king of Hami, but the generation is different.

The family has been dependent on the family for generations, and is the most loyal courtier of the Golden Family, but it is obvious that Tuo Buhua is unwilling to be represented, so he chose to surrender to the Ming Dynasty.

Twenty-one years after Hongwu, the Mongols close to the Ming began to surrender one after another, and these surrendered Mongolian nobles moved to the Duogan region with their respective herdsmen, that is, Gansu and Qinghai.

The herding life of the Seven Guards of Ping Surimong was regulated under the leadership of the Duogandu Division, and during the war, it was under the command of Song Sheng, the former commander-in-chief of the Gansu Army. Now that the main general has been changed, Meng Qiwei and the army of Gansu are controlled by Sheng Yong alone.

"Your Majesty's edict is to let the general be carefully guarded, and he must not let a barbarian enter my Daming through the Hexi Corridor."

Sheng Yong turned his back to Tuo Buhua, standing in the handsome camp and looking at the hanging picture in front of him.

"So please don't say much about the battle, rest assured to be on guard, and send more scouts to patrol."

"General!"

Tuo Buhua has a fiery temper: "The generals are not subject to military orders abroad, and 200,000 troops are gathered, and it is nothing to defend and not attack." ”

Although he is a Mongolian, he has been a nobleman since he was a child, and he naturally grew up in the big capital, and the concept of identity has long been blurred, and he is now looking forward to making contributions, mixing a Han surname in the future, and changing his face His descendants will be able to be officials of the Ming Dynasty, rather than staying in this northwest for generations to endure the wind and sand.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that the general was not even allowed to accept the military orders abroad, Sheng Yong turned around abruptly, and shouted coldly with a cold face: "Go out and get twenty military sticks!" ”

I woke up in horror when I couldn't take it off.

The Han people regard the emperor as their god, and they have to make three bows in the direction of Nanjing with both hands in their fists, and any criticism may be killed because of this, and if his words are deliberately framed and spread out, I am afraid that his head will be cut off in a few days.

He didn't dare to be stiff-mouthed at the moment, and honestly hung his head and turned away from the tent, and he caught a glimpse of the gloating eyes of the other Mongolian commanders of the guard.

"The scouts sent to the Warat and Tatar departments must also be monitored at all times, and the movements of the steppes must not be relaxed."

waited until he left without flowers, and Sheng Yong ordered.

"Where is the army of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate now?"

"Korla."

Sheng Yong moved his gaze to Kanyutu again: "Keep an eye on me, without the general's military order, the army must not move." ”

"Command!"

The commander responded violently, and then more than a dozen Han and Mongolian generals got up and left.

"The wind is blowing."

Doesn't Sheng Yong want to make meritorious contributions, the blood in the southern Liaoning Plain is still at the tip of the knife and has not dried up, Sheng Yong dreams of receiving a military merit medal, but compared with meritorious service, he is more afraid that his rash actions will mess up Zhu Yunwen's overall plan.

Therefore, he was patient, waiting for the day when the king's order came down, so that he could let go of his hands and feet and embark on the journey of destroying the Chagatai Khanate.

The wind and sand in the northwest could not blow Nanjing, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield could not disturb Zhu Yunwen's ears.

In mid-June, as soon as the summer garden on the shore of Xuanwu Lake was completed, he left the palace with several of his daughters-in-law and his wife and went to escape the summer.

Yang Shiqi is in charge of the world's troubles, Zhu Yunwen is naturally 10,000 hearts, and because of the matter of the world's average tax, all Daming's attention is on this, and there is nothing important for him to worry about, so he should give himself an annual leave.

"Nanjing is such a good place."

On the shore of the lake, Zhu Yunwen was wearing a short-sleeved plain dragon shirt that he had changed by himself, lying on a recliner chair, with a wagairo umbrella on his head to shield him from the sun, and a wide coffee table beside him, on which there were two ice jians, and there were palace maids and eunuchs who continued mung bean soup and watermelon at any time.

"Xuanwu Lake, Mochou Lake, I originally planned to go to Mochou Lake, where the scenery is better, but unfortunately it is too far away from the palace, and it is inevitable to disturb the people."

There is food and drink, everything is not troubled, and there are handsome palace maids beside him waiting to pinch their shoulders and press their legs, Zhu Yunwen really enjoyed the comfort brought to him by the identity of the emperor for the first time.

"Your Majesty."

Zhu Yunwen, who was leisurely closing his eyes and recuperating, opened his eyes and looked sideways, but it was Ma Enhui who walked over.

"The meat dishes are ready, and no one in the Shangshan Bureau will do the barbecue you mentioned."

Idle, Zhu Yunwen asked the Imperial Commander to send someone to build a barbecue stove in imitation of the future generations, and he suddenly became hungry for barbecue.

"Yes, then the husband cooks for himself."

Zhu Yunwen stood up and said with great interest.

Not far away is the stove, and the skewered beef and mutton and some vegetarian dishes have already been sent up, including a variety of condiments.

"Go play with the kids, and I'll be busy so you can try your craft."

Lighting charcoal, Zhu Yunwen tied an apron around his waist.

The gentleman is far away from cooking, Zhu Yunwen is good, and an emperor has done the work of a barbecue master.

"Dad, I want to learn too."

Zhu Wenkui ran over and shouted, and Zhu Yunwen laughed: "Okay, Lao Tzu will teach you." ”

Although I didn't do barbecue work in my previous life, I ate a lot and watched it.

This thing should be very simple.