At this time, Yuan Chonghuan's guard of honor stopped thirty steps away from Han Yue and the others, and stood separately on both sides, and in the passage that made way, a group of civil and military officials in brocade clothes and golden helmets walked out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The leading Wenchen was dressed in common Confucian clothes, his face was clear but not majestic, and he was looking at Han Yue and the others with a smile, he was Yuan Chonghuan of the Ming Dynasty Military Department Shangshu and Supervisor Ji Liao. He stood half a step back with a burly veteran with a serious face, in Han Yue's memory, he should be Xu Zumin's boss, Chen Jisheng, the deputy chief soldier of Dongjiang Town, and Chen Jisheng were separated from Yuan Chonghuan in parallel There are two people, one is a Confucian general in his thirties with the demeanor of a famous general, and the other is a young general of the same age as Han Yue, with gold armor and silver helmets, and a handsome god. Behind them stood a cluster of civil and military generals, all of whom were senior generals in Dongjiang Town, as well as the sub-commanders of various islands and forts, except for Liu Xingzuo and a few others, most of whom Han Yue did not know.

After being reminded by Xu Zumin, Han Yue knew that the Confucian general was Cao Wenzhao, who had made outstanding achievements in encircling and suppressing thieves in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, and to Han Yue's surprise, that handsome young general was actually the famous Wu Sangui!

Han Yue felt that his luck was really good, he had only been in this world for a few days and had seen many celebrities in the late Ming Dynasty, it turned out that Wu Sangui was also a little fresh meat when he was young, no wonder he was loved by Chen Yuanyuan to death, and finally he was angry and became a red face with a thousand years of infamy, he was really a romantic embryo, but he didn't know where Chen Yuanyuan was now?

Han Yue looked at the young Wu Sangui directly, and inevitably thought of a lot of interesting stories in the future, but his appearance was already a big faux pas in the eyes of those who cared about it, and Wu Sangui, who noticed Han Yue's eyes, also frowned, and his face was displeased.

"Dongjiang Town Wangjiadao Garrison Xu Zumin Greets the Supervisor" Xu Zumin pulled Han Yue's sleeve, coughed, and led everyone to bow to Yuan Chonghuan. As Xu Zumin bowed, the other soldiers of the surrounding battalion also bowed one after another, although it was a little messy, but the scene was still very solemn.

"Dongjiang Erlang doesn't have to be so polite, Liaodong is turbulent, it all depends on all of you loyal to the monarch to serve the country, drive slaves and kill the enemy, the saint Xi knows, very relieved" Yuan Chonghuan looked around at the thousands of soldiers who bowed down, said with a smile, and then he turned to look at the people on Wangjiadao, and looked among the people with his eyes.

Thousands of soldiers thanked them and stood up one after another.

Han Yue was already injured on his body, but this bow pulled the wound and made him break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, but fortunately, Wang Erkui supported him. As a member of the bottom of the Ming border army, it seems that this kneeling and worship must be indispensable in the future, it is really a wicked feudal society, and there is still time to make a set of 'kneeling easy', so as not to get an arrow in the knee but there is a kneeling problem.

"I wonder which warrior is Han Yue?"

In fact, Yuan Chonghuan had already recognized Han Yue, after all, Han Yue was still wrapped in bandages. The scene was chaotic that day, when Mao Wenlong raised his spear and threw it over, Yuan Chonghuan really felt the threat of death, at that moment, Yuan Chonghuan even regretted taking the risk of taking a team of personal guards to kill Mao Wenlong, but fortunately, a small colonel who appeared out of nowhere rushed to himself and blocked the one for himself. The spear of death', and then got out of danger under the protection of everyone, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the little headmaster and care about whether he was still alive, until Mao Wenlong was killed and the matter calmed down, he inquired a little, it turned out that the small school was Han Yue from Wangjia Island, Dongjiang Town.

For Han Yue, Yuan Chonghuan still has some gratitude in his heart, after all, he saved his life, this gratitude is purely personal gratitude, for Yu Gong, it is natural for a soldier to protect the commander, not to mention an ordinary soldier whose life is worthless, if Han Yue dies in battle under other circumstances (just like the more than 100 soldiers who died in the chaos of the day to protect Yuan Chonghuan), Yuan Chonghuan will not pay attention at all, let alone be grateful, since the Houjin invaded Liaodong, hundreds of thousands of Liaodong troops were killed and captured, If even a soldier was wounded and killed in battle, he would have been moved to wipe away his tears as a superintendent, and his tears would have dried up long ago.

But Han Yue was different, that was to save him when he was almost hammered to death, which was equivalent to pulling him back from the Ghost Gate Pass in person, this intuitive feeling made him pay special attention to Han Yue, an ordinary soldier, so he later sent his personal guards to personally instruct the relevant generals to take special care of Han Yue.

Of course, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't wipe his tears and snot as soon as he saw Han Yue, rushed over and took his hand and said, "Brother, thanks to your righteous rescue, otherwise my brother would have burped and wouldn't say anything, today I, Yuan Chonghuan, will kill the head of the chicken with my brother, worship the son, and become brothers of the opposite sex.

Gratitude is also limited, not to mention the huge difference in the status and level of the two, from the perspective of the superior, Yuan Chonghuan's gratitude contains a large part of the meaning of charity: you saved me, I am grateful to you, but you should also be glad that I am grateful to you, and it is your honor to save me! Therefore, even if Yuan Chonghuan recognized Han Yue, he still asked in a superior tone, this is official authority, rules, and face.

Yuan Chonghuan asked so deliberately, which made many people at the scene feel different, most of them were envy, and there were also jealousy and disdain, and I am afraid that only Xu Zumin and Wang Erkui were really happy.

And Han Yue has already begun to scold his mother in his heart, he's going to kneel down and worship again.

"Han Yue meets the overseer"

Han Yue took a step forward and bowed, pretending to have a mixture of joy and fear on his face, and even deliberately changed his accent to create a voice choked with excitement.

"Good Dongjiang Yongerlang, get up and let the governor take a good look" Yuan Chonghuan helped him out of the air, and looked Han Yue up and down with a smile.

Han Yue finally stood up with his body, but in his heart, he scolded Yuan Chonghuan inside and out, as the soul of later generations, he was very unaccustomed to the etiquette of kneeling, especially now that he was still recuperating from his injuries. Being looked up and down by Yuan Chonghuan made Han Yue very unaccustomed, he felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, and he thought that Lao Tzu was not a young lady, so he stared at me like this, but he still maintained a little excited and panicked look on his face.

"Han Yue, it's no wonder that Ben Du didn't come to visit you these days, you were injured to save Ben Du that day" Yuan Chonghuan stroked his beard and asked with a smile, he was very satisfied with Han Yue, after all, the height of one meter eight is already burly and strong in this era, and Han Yue, who has been integrated into the soul of later generations, is no longer the son of Wangjia Island, and there is another heroic and romantic spirit between the form and the god.

"The merit of the end of the slightest, I dare not have a grudge, the superintendent is responsible for the honor and disgrace of millions of people in Liaodong, and there must be a god to protect the army" Han Yue didn't know how to call himself in his current identity, the last general? Not suitable, subordinate? He was not his own guard, so he simply replied decently.

However, in Yuan Chonghuan's eyes, his answer was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was a talent.

"Han Yue, you are very good" Yuan Chonghuan nodded with a smile, "This governor has been busy with official business recently, and he has no time to take a break, but he has not forgotten your merits, and I don't know how injured he is."

"Thanks to Supervisor Hongfu, the injury is no longer serious," Han Yue replied by bowing down to show his gratitude to Yuan Chonghuan for his concern.

Yuan Chonghuan nodded with satisfaction.