The late days are beautiful, and the grass and trees are deep in spring.

After several days of dripping spring rain, feeding the hungry and thirsty earth, the suburbs of Luoyang have begun to show greenery. A few old trees beside Luoshui dotted the dry river, the worn-out branches on the weeping willows had already sprouted, and the dead branches and fallen leaves under the trees were soft and soft, and the sound of salsa sounded.

It has been a month since he was rescued by Zhang Yuanhua from Xuzhou, and the injuries on his body have been healed under the mediation of Wang Fu Langzhong. Zhu Yousong stood under the tree, looking at the people who were practicing in front of the gate of Ying'en Temple, and said with satisfaction: "Zhao Hong, you really lived up to my expectations, these people were originally facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and they had never held a blade in their lives, and it only took you a month to train them well." ”

Zhao Hong's face was colorful, but he said modestly: "The prince has praised it falsely, the prince provides money and food, and these people can naturally concentrate on training if they don't do anything about production, this is all the credit of the prince, how dare you take credit for your humble position." ”

Zhu Yousong glanced at him and chuckled: "You don't follow them to learn this set, and you don't have to work hard with me." As long as you do a good job, I will not treat you badly, and I will not turn a blind eye. If you make a mistake, I won't turn a blind eye. ”

Zhao Hong's face was slightly pale and he agreed: "The prince's heart is like a mirror, the rewards and punishments are clear, and the humble heart is obedient." ”

Zhu Yousong scolded with a smile: "You have been with Zhang Hao's kid for a long time, and you haven't seen anything else grow, but you have learned to get caught in his oily slippery and don't give me a lot of sycophants."

After the beginning of spring, in addition to the people who returned to their hometowns, the remaining young people in Ying'en Temple are here? ”

"Last year, the drought and locust plague broke out at the same time, and if it wasn't for the prince to take them in, I am afraid that very few of these people would have survived the cold winter. Rao is so, most of them have also lost their relatives on the way. These people are no longer willing to return to their hometowns, and they all want to stay in Ying'en Temple. Speaking of this, Zhao Hong's face was embarrassed, and he changed his tone and said: "But let's train the people, I'm afraid it doesn't conform to the rules of the imperial court, in case someone plays, the imperial court will blame it..."

"You don't have to worry about this, I have long been a scholar to the Son of Heaven, Luoyang has been plagued by disasters year after year, and there are many thieves in nearby states and counties. I have written to ask you to recruit the palace guards, and Your Majesty has given your permission. ”

Zhu Yousong looked at the neat and uniform people, and secretly compared his heart with the officers and soldiers he saw in Maling Mountain, Xuzhou that day, and the momentum was still different. However, this was not forced, and he didn't expect Zhao Hong to train a hundred elite soldiers in a month. These thousands of people are really on the battlefield, and I am afraid that their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. After all, training and actual combat are still different, and it is difficult for some people to withstand psychologically. Thinking of that day, Zhu Yousong's heart was clouded. Liu Yi has been gone for a month, and he sends someone back the news every few days, but there has been no progress.

It turned out that the army that day was transferred to Guanping by Cao Yunzhao of Liaodong, and someone raised a group of thieves in Maling Mountain on the way, and he just stopped by to suppress the bandits. Zhu Yousong doesn't blame him, after all, he is a general in the court, and it is a matter of course to suppress bandits. However, Yue Chenfeng, who was very good to him when they met for the first time, and Yue Yingying, who had married him in the hall, was missing, and there was no news, so he couldn't help but be worried.

In the distance, Zhang Hao walked briskly with two of his subordinates, and since he got Zhu Yousong's orders, he has been busy in Ying'en Temple. Although he knew that Zhu Yousong was seriously injured, he didn't go to visit, and he missed it very much. Listening to his subordinates, Zhu Yousong came to Ying'en Temple, and was in front of the mountain gate with Zhao Hong, Zhang Hao dropped the things in his hand and rushed to meet. After the salute, Zhu Yousong curiously looked at the two generals behind him with a straight face and a slightly restrained face. One is thin and tall, the other is white and fat, and both of them are obviously not very old, but they pretend to be little adults and hold their heads high.

Zhang Hao followed his gaze and explained with a smile: "These two boys are extremely clever, I will stay by my side and run an errand to pass a word." This thin one is called Ah Chou, and the fat one is called Xiao Nan. ”

Zhu Yousong found it interesting and asked, "What about the big name?" ”

The little fat man has seen Zhu Yousong several times and knows that although his status is high, he is not vicious. Although he was a little restrained, he was not afraid, and stepped forward and said: "When Ugly Daddy didn't die, his family was poor, and he only knew that his surname was Sun and he didn't have a big name. ”

Zhu Yousong saw that he was proud, thinking that he had a name, and asked casually, "What about you?" ”

The little fat man is usually fine, but now he only feels that he has a name that has pressed the ugly head in front of the prince, and he has a lot of face, and said loudly: "My name is Li Dingguo." ”

Zhu Yousong staggered, almost didn't stand firm, and asked dumbfoundedly, "What's your name?" ”

Xiao Nan was a little scared, and didn't know why the prince was so excited when he heard his name, and stammered: "Li... Li Dingguo. ”

Li Dingguo's name, Zhu Yousong can be said to be like thunder, Cai Yi said before the uprising, "May I Yunnan people, do not forget Li Dingguo!" Zhu Yousong still finds it hard to believe that this little fat little fat in front of him will be Li Dingguo, the king of Jin who is "two famous kings, and the world is shaking". Hurriedly asked: "Then where are you from?" How could he be exiled to Luoyang. ”

Xiao Nan saw that although he was excited, he was not angry, thinking that his parents and Fuwangfu had no holiday, he was a little bolder, and said: "My father and mother are from Shaanxi, and later I heard that there is a person named Wang Er in Shaanxi who wants to rebel, and he will kill people when he sees them, and my father and mother fled into Henan with me." Who knew that Henan also suffered from drought, and we fled to Luoyang again, and on the way, my father and mother died. Speaking of sad things, Chubby was obviously a little sentimental, his nose counted, and his speech was a little choked.

Zhu Yousong was already stunned, he was from Shaanxi, also known as Li Dingguo, and his age was right, eighty percent was right. The kind of idol that I have revered for half my life, standing in front of me alive, even if it is forgotten. The key is that he is still a white and chubby teenager, Zhu Yousong couldn't accept the reality for a while, lowered his head and muttered to himself: "It's a little fat man, it's a little fat man..."

Xiao Nan lowered his head a little ashamedly, he didn't expect that he was just a little fat and was so disgusted by the prince, and secretly decided to lose weight.

Zhu Yousong came to his senses, and he didn't want to forcibly change the growth trajectory of Xiao Li Dingguo. Although it seems that he has been changed now, it is difficult for him to meet Zhang Xianzhong again, let alone be adopted by Zhang Xianzhong as a son. He is also confident that since you are Li Dingguo, let it be, and you will not be unknown and buried for a lifetime, after all, the troubled times are coming.

Looking at his companion, a tall and thin young man named Augly who didn't have a big name, Zhu Yousong asked: "How can you do it without a big name, if you become a big man in the future, how about writing Sun Augly in the history books?" Well, how about I get one for you? ”

Ugly was very excited and nodded vigorously.

"The grass and trees are fragrant in front of the old grass slope, and the tombs of the generals are in the hall. The remnants of the monument read the male ghost, and life and death are from King Li Jin.

Since his name is Li Dingguo, you should be called Sun Anbang! ”