In the golden autumn of September, it is the harvest season, and the land of Hebei is a busy scene, people only care about the work in the fields, and the official road seems empty.

A carriage came from the south and moved slowly forward, which attracted the attention of many people, who put down their work and looked up, and could not help but admire in their hearts.

The horses were white horses, and the people were dressed in green clothes.

It's not too uncommon to see a white horse in this place, even if someone uses it like this

Horse-drawn carriages don't feel incredible. But the scholar in Tsing Yi sitting on the wheel made the eyes of people who were used to seeing the hero Yan Zhao on the horse brighten, so that the fat man next to the young man and the big black man leading the horse were completely ignored by everyone.

I saw that this young man was handsome, his eyes were like cold stars, and he had a casual smile on his face, which showed a handsome atmosphere. The most striking thing is the hands he stretched out by chance, those hands are white and slender, like virgin tenderness, but they are very inopportune to hold the whip and bridles, which makes people regret.

Rich boy? Or are you going to catch the taxi? Everyone speculated, and it wasn't until the carriage slowly walked away that someone came back to their senses and walked northwest along the Yanghe River, which was obviously going to Xuanfu Town. What is such a bookish boy doing in the military town of Xuanfu?

Some people regret it, some people don't understand, but they soon put things behind them, for these croppers, the harvest in the field is the most important, and the rest, even if the emperor comes, everyone is just watching the excitement.

"Childe, at the current speed, we will be able to reach Xuanfu Town before dusk."

"That's good." Xie Hong breathed a sigh of relief, because Niang and Qing'er were both in the carriage, and he didn't dare to let the carriage go too fast. But after leaving Baoanzhou, there is really no county town on this road, only some post stations can be stopped, and last night I didn't even find a post station, so I had to sleep in the wild.

After leaving Beizhuang County, Xie Hong knew that Xuanfu was not as prosperous as he imagined, and this was a border place after all. Sleeping in such a wilderness, he really pinched a cold sweat in his heart at that time, but fortunately, there were two cows, and he was relieved. When he heard Steward Dong say that he could reach Xuanfu Town before dark today, Xie Hong was even more relieved.

"Our Xuanfu is a good place, it was called Jizhou in the Qin and Han dynasties, and it was called Shanggu County in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and it was a place dedicated to heroes." The Dong family is the landlord of Xuanfu, and when Steward Dong talked about Xuanfu, he was also proud, and when he was interested, he pointed to Erniu and said:

"A hero like Zhang Zhuangshi has not seen a hero in other places for a hundred years, but in our Xuanfu, not to mention the volume of vehicles, it is commonplace. So although there are few people in our place, it is still commendable......"

Xie Hong smiled, Hebei is naturally a place of heroes, since Zhao Wuling King Hu Fu cavalry shooting, Yan Zhao Xiongbing has been famous all over the world. This Xuanfu, that is, the Zhangjiakou area of later generations, he also came, although it was just a quick glimpse at the time, this northern scenery still left a deep impression on him.

As far as the eye can see, the wilderness is low and flat, and the green poplars are like seats; The distant mountains are like dan, arranging the sky, this magnificent scenery makes Xie Hong proud, his mind is wide open, and he can't wait to chant a poem. But after thinking about it, he shook his head, forget it, this is the Ming Dynasty, don't just show off the little bit of goods in your stomach, it's troublesome to be heard to be plagiarism.

Besides, just look at the fat butler next to him, I am afraid that there is some ink in his stomach, just look at his introduction to Xuanfu, Xie Hong knows the level of the other party. If you really copy a poem and arouse this person's interest, it will be bad to talk to yourself about the poem or something.

It's just that Xie Hong frowned and asked, "Mr. Dong, it is said that we are already close to Xuanfu Town, why is this population so sparse?" Isn't this a town, why can't there be more people than that small place in Beizhuang? ”

Since he left Baozhou, he has this question, originally thought that it was far away from the town, but now, it is obviously almost to Xuanfu, why is it still so depressed.

"Childe doesn't know." Hearing this, Steward Dong sighed and said, "Xuanfu is a frontier land after all, and since the Song and Yuan dynasties, there is no time for stability." The ancestor said that after Taizu drove out the Tartars and established the country, Xuanfu had only a few years to say...... "The fat man raised his head and seemed to look forward to the scene of the year, and then, he shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"It's a pity that it is difficult to become an ancestor, and Xuanfu has become a battlefield again, so it is easy to wait until the world is stable, and the Tartars in the north begin to stumble again." Saying this, the fat man's tone changed sharply.

Xie Hong was also shocked in his heart, and when he turned his head to look, he could clearly see the extremely hateful emotion in his eyes. This kind of emotion is very rare in this kind fat man, even when he was in a lawsuit at the yamen, Xie Hong never saw it.

"These hairy and blood-drinking beasts enter the prison year after year, invade year after year, burn, kill and loot, do everything, and everywhere they go, there is no grass and scorched earth." The fat man said with grief and indignation: "For more than 100 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, I don't know how many fathers and villagers died in the hands of the Tartars. ”

"Fortunately, there is Xuanfu Town!" The fat man's voice suddenly turned excited, "Back then, the eunuchs were rampant, which led to the defeat of Tumu Fort, and the land of Xuanfu was poisoned by the Tartars, but the town of Xuanfu was still standing, and the damn Tartars returned in vain." Since then, although the Tartars have a thief's heart, they invade every year, and most of them only rage north of Xuanfu, and south of Xuanfu, they dare not come. ”

Isn't the Baoan Prefecture to which Beizhuang County belongs the southernmost part of Xuanfu? Xie Hong suddenly said, no wonder the small county where he is located is obviously located on the border, but it is like a paradise, and he has not heard anything about the soldiers for nearly a year after he has traveled, it turns out that it is all because of Xuanfu Town.

"I originally wanted to join the army to kill the Tartars, but my father didn't let me, or Brother Xiaohong had the knowledge to take me to Xuanfu to kill the Tartars, hehe." Hearing the word Tartar, Er Niu, who had been silent, suddenly said.

Tartar, to Xie Hong, these two words are a little unfamiliar. Because few people mentioned these two words in later generations, the Tartars were highly respected by many people in later generations, including the Mongols and the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the names of the chiefs who were full of blood were repeatedly sung by many people; The vulgar and barbaric, without the slightest human flavor of the bloodline is also named after the royal bloodline, symbolizing nobility.

There are even some shameless brick beasts desperately whitewashing this barbarism and misleading more people. Xie Hong once doubted, did the Huaxia people really have no blood surname? actually admired the executioner so much, but when he really arrived in the Ming Dynasty, he was pleased to hear the voice of this era, Tartar is a beast, not a man.

Looking at the north, Xie Hong's thoughts surged, since I have come to this era, is there anything I can do? For the love of the people of Beizhuang, for the relatives and friends around them, and for the most splendid Chinese civilization in the world...... Since I am here, there will be no more miserable and dark hundreds of years, and I will try my best to make the Han family's clothes pass on to the world.

"Bang ......" was thinking about it, Xie Hong was suddenly awakened by a loud noise, the bell! What a loud bell, he admired in his heart, in later generations, he had come to the ancient city of Xuanhua and knew what it was, but what he didn't expect was that hundreds of years ago, this bell was so magnificent.

"It's the bell of Qingyuan Tower." The fat man was overjoyed, jumped off the wheel, and shouted to Xie Hong: "Childe, let's go to Xuanfu." ”

"What a loud voice." A small head poked out of the carriage, and Qing'er stretched out her cute little tongue and exclaimed, "Brother Hong, will we live here in the future?" ”

"Yes, Xuanfu will be our home in the future." Looking at the faintly visible city in the distance, Xie Hong replied softly, and added in his heart: However, it won't be long, this is just the first step, and it will be ......

However, it's very strange, Xie Hong's brows furrowed again, obviously Xuanfu is a very dangerous place, how can it be very prosperous? If it is not prosperous, why can it attract the legendary Zhengde Emperor who is not serious? This sudden question hovered over his mind, and even washed away the joy of arriving at his destination.

ps. The story of Xuanfu begins, during this time, Xiaoyu will try to speed up as much as possible, and strive to finish this story next week, and then start to enter the big ** of this book, messing with Zhengde, and fighting with other people. Well, try your best, this paragraph may be 100,000 words, let's pray for the little fish and cheer up. In case, I said that if it is not achieved, you should not beat me, even if you must fight, you must use a ticket to smash it.