After the Shangyuan Festival, everyone has not yet come out of the festive atmosphere, and the palace is already preparing for the emperor's visit to the Wusongjiang Office of Songjiang Mansion.

After being streamlined by Hou Xuan, the honor guard of the Son of Heaven is still a vast crowd of nearly a thousand people, there is no way to be the Son of Heaven after all, even if you want to travel lightly, it is impossible.

After breakfast in the morning, we set off from Fengtianmen and went to Jiangning Port to take a dragon boat along the east of the river. A yellow flag rose on the flagpole in the center of the ship, embroidered with a golden dragon, and all the fishing boats and merchant ships around them hurriedly avoided the passage when they saw this flag.

The water surface of the mighty Yangtze River is calm, after all, there is no heavy rainfall in the early spring, and there is no melting of ice and snow upstream.

The scenery on both sides of the river quickly disappeared in front of the eyes, and a man in a black dragon robe with a dragon embroidered with gold thread on it stood at the bow of the boat. The tassel jade pendant on the sword on his waist jingled, and he wore a crown of wings with upward angles, which looked very heroic.

Dozens of guards in red embroidered spring clothes lined up on both sides, and Hou Xuanyan pointed to the somewhat familiar port in front of him and asked, "Isn't this to Zhenjiang?" ”

A guard crossed his hand and said, "Back to Your Majesty, not far ahead is Zhenjiang Mansion." ”

Hou Xuanyan stared at the river, and said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back: "This is the place where Hong Chengchou died, and it is also the place where Zhang Huangyan lost the first battle. ”

After Zhenjiang Mansion is Suzhou, at this time the curtain of the cabin is lifted, out of a month of white clothes of the scholar, the chest shirt is blown tightly by the wind, showing a beautiful and full crisp chest wheel corridor, it turns out to be a female dressed as a man. This time I visited Wusongjiang, and the concubines who accompanied me were only Yang Fujin and the elixir that had not yet been named.

Looking at Hou Xuanyan at the bow of the ship with tenderness in his eyes, he did not hide his admiration at all, and said softly: "Your Majesty, the wind at the bow of the ship is fast and cold, let's go back to the cabin." ”

Hou Xuanyan saw her weak and delicate body, swaying in the strong wind on the bow of the boat, and her clothes were blowing fluttering, so he took off her cloak and wrapped it around her body, and said with a smile: "We are all men who chew nails and chew iron, and a little wind and waves are not worth mentioning, but you are delicate and weak, and you can't stand such a blow." ”

Elixir smiled, quietly tightened his cloak, and followed him to look at his back. It can be seen that the little girl who has been trapped in the palace is full of joy with Hou Xuan's performance, and even her eyes are filled with happy aftermath.

"Since we have arrived in Zhenjiang, I will rest on the shore for one night, and I will take the opportunity to inspect it." Hou Xuanyan gave an order, and the soldiers who waved the flag and waved the order ran up and down, and after a while, the dragon boat anchored on the shore.

It was still early, Hou Xuanyan changed into ordinary clothes, got off the boat with Yang Fujin and elixir, and played in the suburbs of Zhenjiang Mansion under the secret protection of the guards.

At this time, the spring is cold, and there are not many people on the outskirts of the city, only the merchants who pass by to rest here. You must know that several large ports in Jinling are full of people, so it is better to rest and relax here.

Shortly after Zhenjiang was incorporated into the Changzhou Prefecture, the wealth of the land was actually more exaggerated than that of many large cities, and the land and population of Songjiang, Suzhou, and Changzhou were less than one percent of the entire Chinese Dynasty, but the taxes accounted for a quarter.

Although it is a suburb of the city, the road along the river is also very smooth, and the weeping willows on both sides have not yet drawn new leaves, and the reflection is swaying with the wind in the water, which is very meaningful. Yang Fujin was wearing a goose yellow shirt, silver and red armor, a green onion and white water wave skirt, and a water blue tassel belt around his waist, which looked slender and slender, and his hair was black and swaying in the water. The elixir is still dressed as a teenager, with red lips and white teeth, and he looks like a beautiful man.

Not far from the river, there is a three-story high-rise building, there are three or four stone tables in it, from a distance, there is already a group of people around the table drinking, Hou Xuanyan wanted to take a detour, Qin He said on the side: "Childe, this is the place where Hong Chengchou threw himself into the river, and later Gu, who was the governor of Changzhou at the time, specially built a pavilion along the river here when he rebuilt Changzhou. ”

Hou Xuanyan nodded, turned his head and said, "Then I have to go and see." ”

This pavilion is built quite solemnly, and the scene in the south of the Yangtze River is somewhat incompatible, and the plaque hanging high in front of the pavilion reads "Enjie Building" three big characters. When Hong Chengchou was a minister of the Ming Dynasty, he was deeply favored by Emperor Chongzhen, and he himself was proud, and once hung such a couplet in the hall: Jun's grace is as deep as the sea, and the minister's festival is as heavy as a mountain. The three words of Enjielou are full of irony.

Look at the two sides again, two lines of couplets on the vermilion cylinder:

The north wind on the first floor, almost forgetting the valley rain that day

The generals of the two dynasties, why should he not be clear in his year

Gu Yu and Qingming are all twenty-four solar terms, and they are the temperament when they are reversed. The four words north wind on the first floor allude to the southward movement of Jiannu in the north and the southward crossing of Hu Feng, which makes people regard the valley rain in spring as winter, which is the season of recovery of all things, because the Tartars go south, and it becomes a severe cold in Sanjiu. Looking at the last sentence, you can replace the solar term of Qingming with two dynasties. Hong Chengchou was a general in both dynasties, and it is indeed difficult to distinguish between the Qing and the Ming.

Only this couplet pressed Hong Hengjiu on the pillar of shame for the rest of his life, which shows the power of words.

Literati kill people and punish their hearts, just with a mouth, a piece of paper, and a pen.

Only this women's federation mobilized Hou Xuanyan's interest, turned around and said, "Go into the building and have a look." ”

The two female companions and Qin He and the two guards naturally obeyed their orders, after the six of them entered the building, they did not attract the attention of the people in the building, there are many rich families here, and most of them regard them as wealthy families who travel with wives and concubines.

Several stone tables on the first floor were already full of people, and the food on the table had not yet moved, and it seemed that it had just arrived.

Walking up the stairs to the second floor, the walls are full of poems about dragons flying and phoenixes, one of which is framed, and it seems that it is from a famous artist. Hou Xuanyan took a closer look, only to see that it was written:

The down-and-out eyebrows are there, and the conjuring part is sparse.

Survival is not expected, who will return to the death!

Take risks and scheming, and be ashamed of everything.

When Jiangdong's father saw it, he asked about the siege one by one.

After reading the whole poem, a defeated general returned to his hometown, and his father and fellow villagers surrounded him and asked about the battle record, so that the image of the general who was ashamed jumped on the paper.

This trace Hou Xuanyan is very familiar, it is the handwriting of Zhang Huangyan, an important minister in the court, but I didn't expect him to come here. Hou Xuanyan couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and those who can face failure and write poems to encourage themselves are indeed worthy of admiration.

At this time, there was a quarrel on a table next to him, probably debating why the late Ming Dynasty was taken advantage of by the Tartars, and why the Ming army was vulnerable.

A young man in a green robe said loudly: "The soldiers will be regarded as slaves, and the soldiers will be regarded as enemies, even if they are known as elite border soldiers and horses, they are just a group of experts who are in the nest, and they are experts who bully the people and abuse the good, even if there are famous generals such as Lu Xiangsheng, Sun Chuanting, and Cao Yunzhao, what can they do in the world?" After speaking, the young man hugged his fists and said: "Today, since the incident in Suzhou, Jinling has established an army, and is willing to eat and drink with the soldiers, and treat the orphans of the fallen soldiers with kindness, and love the soldiers like sons, so that there will be a hundred victories in a hundred battles later." Haven't you heard of how holy it is to enter Beiping on a horse and go down to Jinling on a boat, wearing the same shabby clothes? ”

No one noticed that Hou Xuanyan's face turned red...

"You are a scholar, not enough to speak with Gaoshi, Emperor Sizong Chongzhen can not be said to be thrifty, but in the end it is not a coal mountain hanging. If you want me to say that the reason why the Northern Expedition was successful, it also depends on the importance attached to the development of firearms, and if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapons. ”

The two quarreled so much that their ears were red and their necks were thick, and the people next to them not only did not persuade them to fight, but instead insisted on their own words to join the argument.

The elixir next to him covered his mouth and chuckled, and asked in a low voice, "Childe thinks which of them is right?" ”

"Haha, if you want me to say, the reason why the Northern Expedition can win is because our saint tomorrow killed a group of pig teammates."

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