The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

The sky gradually turned white, and the frost on the ground gradually melted.

The first rays of light had not yet bloomed from the clouds, and in the cold air, Qin Haoming stood under a tree in the Yongdingmen military camp and slashed with sword light.

The blade whistled through the air, slashing at the trees, and sawdust flew away.

Cool sweat covered the shoulders and back, slowly sliding down with the movement of the muscles.

On the branches of the bare branches, the last of the withered yellow leaves withered and fell, and were carried up by the wielding sword wind, and floated for a while.

As he fell to the ground, behind him, the sound of slight footsteps was heard.

Haozi held a neatly folded red Luo dress and green edge, red Luo covered his knees, a red and white two-color belt, a ribbon, white socks and black shoes and a black official hat, and stopped a few steps away.

"Master Hou, the hour is almost up, it's time to change clothes."

"Haozi ......"

The heavy blade used to boil up the strength was thrown on the ground, Qin Haoming reached out and took a clean and warm cloth, wiped the sweat stains on his face and neck.

There was a white air rising from the scarred, muscular body.

He looked up at the first rays of sunlight cast by the clouds, and his voice was faint, "After this time, the atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty should change in its culture and suppression of martial arts." ”

"Master Hou, you have done your best to do what you should do and what you shouldn't do, just have a clear conscience."

Haozi untied his robe and put it on Qin Haoming: "At least, we will always be like this in the Southern Army." ”

The thick robe covered the vigorous muscles, Qin Haoming shook his cuffs, looked at the young man who was busy tying the ribbon, smiled and said:

"Notify it, and the beautiful gifts of the noble family will not be refused, and they will be registered.

The forward set off, the logistics were in the center, and the rear of the Chinese army was behind, leaving Beijing at noon and going home! ”

"No." Haozi turned around and left to make arrangements.

Under the bright winter sunshine, Qin Haoming put on his cumbersome robe, inserted his waist knife into the sheath, and Li Xiang had been waiting for a long time to lead the horses outside the courtyard.

Flip on horseback: "Drive!" ”

The hundred horsemen rushed up the street outside the barracks and galloped towards the palace.

Behind him, with the knock ...... Boom...... Boom...... The big drum sounded, the huge military camp, countless tents lifted the curtains, and the armored soldiers rode on their war horses.

The guard, who was carrying guns, arrows, and knives, took a hard breath of the humid air, and then spit it out, raising his voice.

Collection ......

Knock knock knock......

The drums became more and more intensively beaten, and the officers and men in the army either led the war horses or the figures on horseback picked up their weapons, their eyes were firm and hot, and they formed a formation, and one team after another went to the huge school field.

The field of vision rose to the sky, and countless cavalry were like streams gathering towards this side, forming a huge phalanx.

The hustle and bustle outside the Yongding Gate once again broke the tranquility of the early morning and alarmed the hearts of the people up and down the Beijing Division.

The Dingnan army came with beacon smoke, and in a short period of more than a month, the repeated martial arts, Kanyu, and Jingguan, rain or shine, the horns, war drums, artillery, and the charging battle, changed the concept of many people in the Ming Dynasty.

In the process, Qin Haoming wrote a legend, and the Dingnan Army was immortal.

The contest between iron and blood, the choice between life and death, the glory of victory and defeat, the game of white and black, when the people of the capital went from panic to novelty, from familiarity to habit, from calm to passionate, they gradually awakened their blood.

However, this morning, which is as quiet as usual, will be the beginning of a long parting.

Qin Haoming and the Dingnan Army are finally leaving, and they will embark on a journey of 10,000 miles and set off a feat of opening up the four seas.

Countless people in the capital who were awakened from a good dream stepped on the drum and marched to Yongding Gate to find out.

At this time, at Yongding Gate, the iron cavalry array of 5,000 Dingnan Army was like a forest, and the mighty army was coming.

But this did not make the people of the capital feel afraid.

In the repeated propaganda of geishas, storytellers, and military and political secretaries, the Dingnan Army has many nicknames, such as the people's soldiers, the pillars of the country, the patron saints of the Ming Dynasty, and so on.

In short, in a word, how good and how to praise.

Of course, the Dingnan Army also used its strict military discipline and uncommitted actions in the autumn to make the people of the capital feel the difference of this army.

In particular, some of the people in the capital also responded to the suggestion of the Marquis of Weihai with their actions and married the soldiers in the army.

After all, it is no secret that the Dingnan Army is so high, and there is no problem in supporting his wife and children.

There are even some wealthy Shang Jia families, who also seek to marry the senior generals in the Dingnan army.

If you have the money, you have to seek political status.

So, after learning that they were going to leave suddenly, the people of the capital began to feel reluctant.

At the same time, it was already a moment of excitement inside and outside the Beijing Division, and Yang Sichang, the new first assistant to the cabinet, stood at the door of the cabinet and smiled thoughtfully.

Wang Chengen sat in the celebrant and knocked on the table and pondered, the civil officials at all levels breathed a long sigh of relief in the swaying sedan car, and the lords of the capital prepared enough gifts to see them off.

In short, the reactions of all parties were mixed.

And the commander of the army, Qin Haoming, the Marquis of Weihai, was resigning to Chongzhen in the palace at this time and accepting the edict.

The monarchs of the Ming Dynasty had the habit of summoning their subordinates, and Emperor Chongzhen liked to summon his courtiers at Yuntai Gate.

Yuntai is a platform behind the Jianji Palace, opposite to the Qianqing Gate, and is the place where Chongzhen consults the minister's government affairs, especially the local feudal officials, and the edict on government affairs.

Therefore, it is also called the Yuntai edict.

There was a stone table on the platform, and more than a dozen warriors wearing red armor and holding halberd swords were guarding around the pavilion, and several palace people were standing dozens of meters away from the pavilion.

In the pavilion, Emperor Chongzhen sat on the cushion, next to the crown prince Zhu Cihong stood aside, and Qin Haoming sat on the side. The two of them were drinking tea, using Yuzun.

"I really don't want Qin Aiqing to leave, I still have a lot of things I want to ask!"

Emperor Chongzhen had already taken off his court clothes at this time, wearing a light yellow tufted new dragon robe, with a jade crown, and a majestic breath, but the image above the court looked much milder.

That's what he really said.

The young man in front of him, with his own body, started from scratch, single-handedly created a strong Dingnan Army, Wei Daming was majestic in Liaodong, and he tried his best to save the building in the general.

What is especially rare is that he also enriches the royal treasury with money, not for his own selfish purposes like others, which really touches Chongzhen's heart.

"Before Wei Chen left, he deliberately sorted out the ten major ills of the Ming Dynasty, among which the appendix is currently particularly urgent, and also elaborated on some of Wei Chen's views, please read it to the emperor."

Qin Haoming slowly took out a very thick book from his cuffs and handed it to Emperor Chongzhen.

After more than a month of communication, talking about tea with Chongzhen is already commonplace for him, and there is not much estrangement between monarchs and ministers.