Gao Yanei, the son of Gao Yu, still took people around every day, and when he met a handsome little lady, he had to find a way to ride a good ride, if his family dared to go to Kaifeng Mansion to complain, he couldn't say which river would have a few more grievances, although it was angry and resentful, but still happy and happy. But his father, Gao Yu and Captain Gao, couldn't sit on the chair at this time.

Tokyo Bianliang claims to have 800,000 forbidden troops, which is for other countries, and the forbidden army registered in the palace marshal's mansion is less than 500,000. But in the register, the Great Song Dynasty, including the Western Army, did not eat empty salaries. In addition, Gao Yuke withheld food and salary, and drove the forbidden soldiers to work for his benefit, so that the actual forbidden army that could fight was only tens of thousands. And the tens of thousands of forbidden troops who can fight still can't compare with the Western Army.

The palace marshal's mansion of the Yongle Dynasty and Gao Yu can also be regarded as peers, but Gao Taiwei sneered at this peer, but the performance of the peer of the Yongle Dynasty is really scary.

Gao Yu naturally has his news channels, and he also understands the real situation of the Tianci Army, so he inevitably has a sense of crisis in his heart.

"It seems that we should make less money and train more soldiers." Gao Yu thought secretly.

But when I thought about it again, the more I trained the soldiers, the less greedy I was, and the less money I would make, and I was reluctant to do so. Those who are familiar with Gao Yu can guess that as long as Gao Taiwei hesitates, it will not be a matter of a year and a half to make up his mind about this matter.

Zhu Mian has been worried about his life recently, for fear that the emperor will take his life in anger. When he heard the news of the defeat of the Western Army, he was even more apprehensive in his heart. While secretly hating the rebel army called the Heavenly Army, he called his henchmen over. Zhu Mian'er asked his henchmen to allocate a large amount of gold and jewelry, and find a way to go to the sea to buy more glasses and come back. As long as he can please the emperor, his life can still be saved, and there is hope that the official will be reinstated one day.

Uncle Zhang hid in his house at night and got drunk, and scolded the eighteen generations of Tian Shiyi's family one by one. He didn't understand, why did this Tian Shiyi have to fight with the Western Army, didn't he say that he was ashamed to go back and exterminate the Manichaean rebels?

At this time, Yue Fei served as a junior officer in Dengzhou as the deputy commander of the Xiang Army, and there were hundreds of ragged soldiers under him. He really wanted to train these hundreds of Xiang troops according to the model of the heaven-sent army, but the Xiang army had no pay, and his subordinates couldn't even support their families, so who still had the heart to train. What's more, there is also the pressure of Shangguan, and the Xiang army does not need to fight, and it is even more difficult for Xiao Yueyue to train his troops.

As a small deputy commander of the Xiang Army, Yue Fei wanted to hear the news of Tian Shiyi's defeat of the Western Army, and he was afraid that he would have to wait for some time.

In the Jinju Palace, Ling'er brought a glass of wine to Tian Hu, who was half-lying on a chair, and then snuggled up to Tian Hu's chest. Tian Hu tasted the wine in his mouth, but his eyes were unusually clear.

Tian Hu's mind is constantly comparing two villains, one is Mu Ne, the weak son Tian Shiyi, who has never seen a few times in total, and the other is the Tian League master who led the Tianci Army to destroy Liangshan first, then defeated Fang La, and now defeated the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty. No matter how he thought about it, Tian Hu couldn't recombine these two people into one figure.

At this time, there was a loud shouting sound outside the hall, and the drunken prince Tian Ding quickly broke in.

Tian Hu got up and sat up straight, his eyes looking at Tian Ding without emotion. Tian Ding suddenly came to his senses, and quickly knelt on the ground to plead guilty.

Tian Hu looked at his son-in-law, and said lightly: "Have you heard about your eleventh brother?" ”

Prince Tian Ding looked up in shock, his father said that the waste was his eleventh brother, which had never happened before. No, my father had never mentioned that waste in his mouth, and this was the first time. 2018

"Drink less." Tian Hu said: "Learn more about your eleventh brother's strategy, and ask Mr. Fang for advice when you have time." ”

Tian Ding's mouth was bitter, but he had to nod his head and agree. At this time, Tian Hu continued: "Your eleventh brother is angry, Jinzhou can't fit him, you don't have to worry. Jinju will be yours sooner or later, but I'm afraid it won't be in this world. If you can't do better, how can I trust Jinju to you? ”

Listening to Tian Hu's words, Tian Ding's eyes immediately lit up, and his face was full of joy to express his loyalty, and then he retreated.

Looking at Tian Ding, who was retreating, Tian Hu sighed, but Ling'er showed a look of disdain on his face.

Tian Hu is too old, and the tender Ling'er will not really love him. But Tian Hu is the overlord of one party after all, and the heroism on his body is much stronger than Fang La, and Ling'er does not feel aggrieved in his heart. It's just that Tian Ding once dared to tease Ling'er after drinking, which made Ling'er unhappy.

Tian Ding is a waste compared to Tian Shiyi, every Jinzhou person sees it in his eyes, although Ling'er hates Tian Shiyi to the bone, but he has never looked down on Tian Shiyi in his heart. As a result, Ling'er was even more disgusted with Tian Dinglai in her heart.

Tian Hu, the king of Jin, lay back in the chair again, Ling'er hurriedly put away the disdain on his face, and snuggled into Tian Hu's arms with a sweet smile.

Tian Hu gently patted Ling'er's shoulder and motioned for her to step back first. Ling'er didn't look unhappy at all, and withdrew from the hall after half squatting.

When he returned to his so-called dormitory, Ling'er wrote a letter with a pen, and his face was cloudy and sunny, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

It's been a while since she came to Jinju, and Ling'er has been sold to a credible person. After writing the letter in one go, he called his henchmen over and asked him to send the letter to the southeast and hand it over to Tian Shiyi.

In less than a meal, the letter that Ling'er had just written was already placed in front of Tian Hu.

Tian Hu opened the letter and frowned slightly, because the first sentence was: "Good son, call Shengniang to listen." ”

Tian Hu looked at it patiently, but saw that the letter wrote: "Your father often talks about you, as a son of man, you must always be filial piety to be happy on your knees, and it is not a matter to always run around outside, remember to come back early." Your brother's talent and strategy are not as good as yours, and your father has plans to make you the crown prince. Although Ding'er has a lot of discord with you, after all, he is your own brother, so don't hold a grudge against him ....... ”

After reading the letter written by Ling'er behind his back, Tian Hu not only did not get angry, but nodded silently, and was a little more satisfied with Ling'er in his heart. It's just that there is no way to tell how much of this letter is true and what is false. It's a pity that Tian Hu didn't know about Yao Yi, if he had known that this little girl had a good relationship and died at the hands of Tian Shiyi, Tian Hu would not have been deceived by Ling'er.

Tian Hu asked Ling'er to send the letter according to Ling'er's request, and after thinking about it, he asked the man to bring a message to Tian Shiyi, only saying that the mausoleum had been renovated for Shiyi Lang's mother, so that Shiyi Lang would have time to come back and pay respects.