"Chen Ye Yingwu bowed his head again to express his heartfelt feelings. In the first month of the third year of Xianchun, the Tartar Koubian, the soldiers were very fierce, and overnight from Xiangyang and Yingzhou, the beacon smoke was everywhere. The ministers slept at night, lifted the strength of the brigade to the north, and fought with Kou in Yingzhou, Hutou Mountain, and Anyang Beach, and broke the enemy by 100,000, destroying its prestige, so that Kou was afraid that he would not dare to peep into Xiangyang for ten years. Jinghu pacified the person who made Lu Xianggong, facing the enemy's wolf, and he did not hesitate to kill with the battle, but he was not a general, and the crime of three defeats should be in his body. The minister's Tianwu army turned the tide in the fall, and finally became the fame of Xiangyang, not seeking heavy rewards, but trying to calm the mountains and rivers. However, Lu Xianggong was jealous of his ability, and made the assassin assassin assassinate his subordinates on the street, if it were not for the soldiers' lives, I was afraid that the person who wrote this chapter was no longer his subordinates, fortunately, it was difficult to express ・・・・・・"

(Author's note: Our classical Chinese is at this level, let's live and watch it・・・・・・)

"Enough!" Jia Rudao slapped the table suddenly, "Don't read it, just tell the old man what he Ye Yingwu wants to do!" ”

Weng Yinglong couldn't help but show a wry smile, but he still turned the chapter to the last page, with an unconcealable bitterness in his voice, and then read: "When Lu Wenhuan is punished, in order to comfort the souls of the dead soldiers in the sky, and to declare to the world the national body of the Great Song Dynasty." The deputy envoy of the Song Dynasty along the river, the four compartments of the Tianwu Army were all commanded and the Ye Yingwu of Xingzhou was respected. ”

Jia Rudao took a breath lightly: "Kill Lu Wenhuan? He wanted to be beautiful! ”

Weng Yinglong respectfully put away Ye Yingwu's concerto, then looked at the stack of concertos on the table that was as high as a small mountain, and said softly: "Xianggong, there are so many here. Do you want to continue reading? ”

Jia Rudao shook his head dejectedly: "No need, the old man can already guess what is here." Zhao Wenyi, the prefect of Zhenjiang Prefecture, Su Liuyi, the commander of the four compartments of the Zhenjiang Navy, Zhang Jue, the governor of Hezhou, the pacification envoy of Tongchuan Fu Road, and the old horsemen of Jiangnan West Road. I didn't expect that it was only half a year, and this Ye Yingwu had become such a climate! ”

Weng Yinglong looked at Jia Rudao, who was getting older and older. In the past half a year, Jia seems to have more gray hair, and there are many more wrinkles on his face compared with before, and he basically no longer cares about the political affairs of the current government every day, and all of them are pushed to his subordinates.

Perhaps this evergreen tree in the political arena of the Great Song Dynasty has already felt a bit of an unfavorable atmosphere for himself. However, he should know that Weng Yinglong didn't mean to hide it, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Back to Xianggong, in fact, there are not only these few people, but also Wang Lixin, the pacification envoy of Hunan, and most of the civil and military forces in Jinghu and Sichuan Shu. There are concerts, and there are also concertos in Jiangnan, Lingnan and other places, but they just hope that the prime minister can see the details and cannot easily forgive the culprit. ”

"The culprit?" Jia Rudao sneered, now the whole world can't wait to think that Lu Wenhuan did it, and severely punish the culprit, isn't it just the response to Ye Yingwu in a roundabout way? At a critical time, these wall grasses really chose the side of the crowd as always, and there were even many people they once trusted.

"You stand down first." Jia Rudao waved his hand tiredly.

Weng Yinglong hurriedly said: "Xianggong, it has been over for some time over in Xiangyang. If the imperial court doesn't reward it again, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of the soldiers all over the world! After all, so many people watched, even if the soldiers didn't say anything, as long as those literati fanned the flames. I'm afraid that there will inevitably be people who are unfavorable to the court! ”

"You stand down first." Jia Rudao still used the same tone.

After all, there was still no refutation, Weng Yinglong bowed his hand to Jia Yidao and walked out of the lobby slowly. I couldn't help but glance back at the gray-haired old man, who was curled up in his seat. It was as if he had lost his breath, and who could have imagined that he would be able to hug left and right not so long ago. Drinking and having fun with a crowd of people?

It's just that Jia Xianggong, do you know, there are still some things that a certain didn't tell you. Weng Yinglong couldn't help but sigh with some complexity in his heart, Xingzhou, Yingzhou, Fancheng, Zhenjiang Mansion, countless Great Song Dynasty cities, and countless people sent countless letters of the people to the imperial court. The letters, even written in blood, shocked Weng Yinglong.

I didn't expect that I had just stabilized Pingjiang Mansion and returned to Lin'an physically and mentally exhausted, but I would have to face such a difficult opponent and such an unmanageable situation. The strength of the opponent has made him helpless, because no matter what kind of reaction the imperial court makes, as long as there is a little intention to defend Lu Wenhuan, it is an enemy of the people of the world!

Tang Taizong once said earnestly that the people are like water, and water can carry a boat or overturn a boat. This is something that everyone who reads books knows. Now the Great Song Dynasty is the small boat that is constantly rocking in the stormy waves, and the boat operator he just saw has lost his fighting spirit for all this, and is even hesitating whether to send the oars out.

Weng Yinglong couldn't help but look at the gloomy sky, and he didn't know where Liao Yingzhong was now, whether he was dead or hiding in some unknown corner to secretly watch his jokes? It turns out that when he was there, he still had someone to discuss, and now everything is maintained by himself, how can he not be tired?

Ye Yingwu, Ye Yuanjun, you are really a good means, a certain Weng Yinglong has suffered losses several times, but they are all under your hands, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with the past this time.

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The entire Great Song Dynasty has been swept away by the constantly tumbling undercurrent, and most of the officials have to hurry up and choose a team at this time. It is very likely that they will need to face a future from which they will never recover, which is what they learned from the 300 years of party struggle in the Great Song Dynasty.

As for how to stand in line, that's also an art, but it's still hard to be a wall grass that has been a wall grass for an unknown number of years.

If it is said that the entire Great Song Dynasty is the most relaxed, it is Ye Yingwu who is in the center of the storm. Now Ye Yuanjun is really idle, has nothing to do, and he doesn't know what to do in the study every day, anyway, he just has a posture of ignoring what is going on outside the window and tossing around with you. After all, the whole overall situation is controlled by Wen Tianxiang, there are six doors and Jinyi Wei with momentum, and there are old foxes in officialdom like Jiang Wanli and Ye Mengding to escort them, and there is really nothing for Ye Yingwu to worry about.

Even if you don't have yourself, this is already a combination that is difficult for others to match in Da Song.

In the study. Ye Yingwu was carefully looking at the drawings that he thought he had drawn were quite good, and Hui Niang, who was standing aside and carefully studying the ink, took a casual look. But he couldn't help but almost laugh. My husband was busy for half a morning, and the things he drew were really flattering. It's just a long strip, and there are a few round bumps in the middle, and I don't know if it's for decoration or some other wonderful use.

And Ye Yingwu thought about it, and even picked up the pen and wrote a "copper" word on it, which made the second monk of Hui Niangzhang scratch his head, although his husband always came out from time to time to make people sigh and sigh, and the ability to splash ink with this hand is also very powerful, but he has never seen him paint, and now it seems that this painting is really Ye Yingwu's hard injury.

But Ye Yingwu didn't feel that way. After all, he was able to draw things so similarly with a brush, and he already admired himself. All that is needed now is to wait for someone who can make this thing happen.

"Husband, you're just trying to draw this thing this morning?" Hui Niang finally couldn't help but say, with a thick puzzle in her voice. Ye Yuanjun, who is a dignified Tianwu Army, doesn't care about so many military and political affairs, and actually hides in the study to draw ・・・・・・ pipe? Wouldn't this make people laugh out of their big teeth?

Ye Yingwu nodded solemnly: "This thing is not just a simple copper pipe, but a new firearm that has been thought of with great effort and can replace the assault gun, so that it can form a high and low match with the flying thunder cannon." ”

"In place of assault guns?" Hui Niang was stunned. She had also seen the power of the assault rifle, but she also knew that the barrel of the assault rifle was made of thick bamboo, which was more common in the south, although the workmanship was simple, but the service life was not complimentary. What's even more worrying is that this assault rifle can easily explode, and the enemy can't hit it, but he will first knock down his own people. And now Ye Yingwu indicates the word "copper" on this tube, does he want to use a copper pipe to replace the bamboo pipe of the assault gun?

Ye Yingwu said with a smile: "This kind of thing is not only difficult to load. And the distance that can be fought is too short, and the Tianwu army wants to deal with the Mongol Tartars. After all, now in the south, there are mountains and rivers, and the power of the Mongolian Tatar cavalry cannot be exerted, so it is still possible to barely support the assault rifle, but once the northern expedition is in the future, the north is mostly plain, and the Mongolian Tatar cavalry can wield freely, so we must have a firearm that can overcome the Mongolian Tatar cavalry. ”

Glancing at the shocked Hui Niang, Ye Yingwu continued: "And the Flying Thunder Cannon can only attack enemies at a relatively long distance, but this new type of small firearm is also a very good choice to deal with the approaching Tartar cavalry." ”

What appeared in Ye Yingwu's mind at this time was the Mongolian cavalry groaning under the dense fire of the Ming army during Zhu Yuanzhang's Northern Expedition a hundred years later, and the fallen monk cavalry under the guns of the British and French coalition forces in the Battle of Bali Bridge six hundred years later. No matter in which era, firearms have become the only choice to restrain cavalry, and the victims in front of firearms are often Mongolian cavalry, and I don't know whether it is the reincarnation of fate or the sorrow of cavalry.

And now that he has come to this era, let the Mongolian Tartar cavalry groan in front of the firearms earlier.

"How is the husband going to name this new firearm?" Hui Niang's eyes were already shining with a strange light, obviously wondering what unknown treasures her husband still had in his head.

Ye Yingwu didn't think about it, and directly wrote the word "fire gun" on the paper: "The gun, the hole of the axe, there is also a hole on this copper pipe, so it will be named 'fire gun'." There's no good idea for a name. ”

Since this kind of thing was called a fire gun in history, Ye Yingwu had no intention of changing it, after all, he couldn't think of any good name for a while.

Hui Niang glanced at him, but she didn't say anything, obviously she didn't know how to complain about her husband's name that was not at all distracting, but seeing that Ye Yingwu was in it and had words, she could only let this go.

Of course, as a standard liberal arts student, Ye Yingwu can still tinker with things like flying thunder cannons, but he is really helpless for things like firecrackers that already have some technical content. These things still have to be handed over to the two people that Ye Yingwu is looking forward to more and more. And one of them was still a captive captured in Hutou Mountain.

Stretching his waist, Ye Yingwu obviously didn't mean to draw any more firearms. After all, being able to draw the firearm with his memory was enough to make him tired, and no matter how many firearms Ye Yingwu had, he hadn't even seen the real thing. I can only let those two guys have a headache on their own.

"Hui Niang, what are you eating at noon today, my stomach is already growling." Ye Yingwu looked at Wang Qinghui with a smile.

Hui Niang playfully stuck out her tongue: "I don't eat anything, I don't cook in the kitchen." ”

"You little girl, it's really against you, is it possible that you want to be hungry for your husband?" Ye Yingwu pretended to be angry, "Don't you want someone to be a fan of your family?" ”

Hui Niang hurriedly dodged away, she had heard of her husband's family law, from Sister Wanniang to Sister Qin'er. Who hears the word "family law" is not a change of color. At the moment, Ye Yingwu is no longer teasing, Hui Niang honestly explained:

"The cook has something at home today, and the concubine let her go back, so I asked the restaurant outside to send someone to get it just now, and it is estimated that it is almost there now. It's just because she saw that her husband was serious, so the concubine didn't say anything. ”

Ye Yingwu nodded, just about to say something. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, but it was Hui Niang's personal maid Qing'er who cautiously poked her head out: "Lang Jun, there are people outside who ask to see him, claiming to be surnamed Chen." ”

"Surname Chen?" Ye Yingwu was stunned. He immediately smiled and said, "It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived." ”

"What do you say Cao Cao. Cao Cao arrived, is this surnamed Chen who the husband has been waiting for? Hui Niang couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ye Yingwu reached out and patted the drawings on the table that looked really unsightly. said with a smile, "Your husband doesn't have the ability to make this firecracker." It also depends on this gentleman surnamed Chen. ”

Hui Niang didn't say anything more, she also knew her husband's temperament, since she could be called "sir" by Ye Yingwu, it means that this person must also be knowledgeable.

"Hui Niang, if the food comes, you can eat it first, you don't have to wait, there are many things to talk about with this Mr. Chen." Ye Yingwu gave Hui Niang an order, and then walked out of the study quickly, sweeping away the tired look just now.

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"General Qiyu, the more than twenty scouts we sent out have been four or five hours, and none of them have come back so far." Standing on the head of Lianzhou City, a Marquis Yu said to Zhang Shijie with some surprise.

Zhang Shijie nodded, he had also received the news from Wuhekou, and the Mongolian Tatars would definitely still attack Lianzhou, but they didn't see the Mongolian Tatars all night, but the town navy was waiting for the whole army to be exhausted.

What kind of calculation are the Mongolian Tartars making, obviously last night was the best time, but they didn't show up, but the scouts sent out this morning, now there is no news, you must know that there were many scouts sent out by the town navy in the past few days, but none of them came back without any damage.

"The Mongol Tartars are trying to cut off our ears and eyes?" The commander of the front carriage of the town navy made Wang Huchen stand beside Zhang Shijie with his sword, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Huaidu is really not an easy character to deal with." Zhang Shijie didn't answer Wang Huchen's question, but couldn't help but sigh softly.

Now in charge of the entire Huaibei war, it is the general Huaidu under the command of Ashu, because in order to contain the Southern Song Dynasty's forces in the two Huai, Ashu specially ordered Huaidu to lead thousands of elite cavalry east to Huaibei to support the successive defeats of the Mongolian Shandong tribes, because of the emergence of such a new force in Huaidu, so that the Song army in Huaibei did not dare to act rashly, until the town navy went north, the two sides had friction again.

Because the war in Huaibei suddenly became stalemate, Huaidu did not have the courage to lead his subordinates to return to Xiangyang, which also made him escape in front of the flying thunder cannon of the Tianwu Army.

"What does Yu Hou think, what does Huaidu want?" Wang Huchen asked softly.

Zhang Shijie shook his head: "Huaidu's mind, a certain ability has not yet guessed, so our best choice now is to wait and see." Anyway, as long as Lianzhou, Haizhou and other places are firmly in their hands, they are not afraid of what stormy waves he can turn over. ”

Wang Huchen didn't say more, but looked at the north with blazing eyes, Huaidu, will you make a move according to common sense?

"Tartars, Tartar cavalry!" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from ahead.

Zhang Shijie and Wang Huchen glanced at each other, and they both subconsciously ran towards the city wall.

The heavens and the earth shook, and countless Mongolian infantry riders in the distance had already revealed their hideous figures. No wonder the scouts sent out were not heard from, and they were almost unable to fight back in the face of such a huge enemy, after all, there were five or six thousand cavalry alone.

The Mongolian cavalry was like the wind, and before the town navy could react, they were already forced to the outside of the wall, and the arrows roared through the air!

"Beat the drums, hold on to the left compartment, go out of the city in the front compartment, and hit its flanks!" Zhang Shijie roared angrily, the sword had been pulled out, pointing straight ahead!

No matter when you come, no matter what kind of calculations you have, since you are here, you will not be able to eat and walk around. (To be continued.) )