In the second year of Xianchun, April 15.

The imperial court decreed that Ye Mengding, a scholar of the Senior Administration Hall and the prefect of Qingyuan, had a great contribution to the extermination of Haikou, gave a thousand taels of gold, a hundred pieces of silk, and moved to Jiangnan West Road to mention the prison (equivalent to the president of the provincial court and the president of the supervision) and the governor of Fuzhou, and the Zhijun of Xing from afar; Du Tou Ye Yingwu made meritorious contributions, took the lead, set an example for the imperial court soldiers, rewarded heavily, awarded the first regiment training envoy, and pretended to know the affairs of the army; Wen Tianxiang, the secretary in charge of the army, was not chaotic in the face of danger, turned the tide, rewarded him heavily, and awarded the first sentence. Other meritorious Yang Tishi, Zhao Dutou and others were also heavily rewarded and more or less promoted.

Xing** is located in the northernmost part of the entire Jiangnan West Road, since it has the word "army" is more important to show its geographical location (the Song Dynasty will garrison heavy troops to guard the dangerous place called "army"), plus Xing** adjacent to the river Xiangfan town. Now the Yuan soldiers are ready to move on the north side of the river, and there is a great tendency to attack Xiangyang, and Jia Rudao and others in the DPRK seem to be planning to send Xing** north first, Ye Yingwu is Ye Mengding's second son, and he is a shining star.

For this reason, Jia Rudao even ordered Zhang Shijie, the commander of the two Huainan capitals, to lead the elite sailors on the Yangtze River to form a village on the side of Xing**, and ordered the famous commander of Huainan Li Tingzhi to transfer part of his troops to Qizhou on the Huainan West Road, and the leading general was the talented Su Liuyi, so as to form a rivalry with Xiangyang. The armies of the two roads are already in place, and they will not delay the opportunity to send troops to those treacherous and cunning opponents on the Jiangnan West Road.

After all, Li Tingzhi and Zhang Shijie, regardless of their talents, are the main battle faction that commands the troops outside, and it is needless to say how important the land of Xiangfan is, once Xiangfan is in danger, these two will not drag the army back, not to mention that Zhang Shijie is still Ye Mengding's son-in-law. As long as it can weaken the strength of the main battle faction and Jiang Wanli's party, Jia Yidao will be satisfied, as for whether Xiangfan needs to be rescued, he really doesn't care.

Ye Yingwu, the little butterfly, flapped his wings, and under the mistake of yin and yang, the army of the Southern Song Dynasty was ready to support Xiangyang early, which was unexpected. Surprised, Ye Yingwu didn't even bother to celebrate his sudden rise from a white ding to a fourth-grade high position.

Ye Yingwu can be said to have taken the road of Enyin, and Enyin's official position cannot exceed six grades, but now because of his Cixi military exploits, he has actually been promoted to military merit, and there is really nothing to find out.

After all, in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty, when traitorous ministers were in power and were rotten, from the prime minister to the commoners, from the commoners to the prime minister, it was just a matter of a thought, and this kind of transcendent thing was not worth talking about at all. Thinking about it, this atmosphere of annihilation has been hovering on the land of Jiangnan for a long time, Ye Yingwu couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in his heart, and for the first time doubted whether he could turn the tide.

The Southern Song Dynasty has been weak for a long time, while Mongolia in the north has a great climate.

What Ye Yingwu didn't expect was that Li Tingzhi was worried that Su Liu Yi was more than brave and not wise, and Su Liu Yi's army came with his right-hand man Lu Xiufu.

The life tracks of the Southern Song Dynasty Sanjie also began to meet in advance.

The wind and clouds gathered, and the tigers and leopards gathered.

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The weather was clear, cloudless, and the sea breeze was gusting, stirring the weeping willows all over the mountains.

The blue lotus in the pool, the moss on the steps, the wind and dust on the road ahead, and the people eat pot pulp.

Ye Yingwu and Wen Tianxiang drove side by side, walking at the front of the entire convoy, on the wide official road in front, where the people of the city had spontaneously crowded, waiting quietly, seeing that the convoy finally drove out slowly, several old men with high virtue and virtue came forward with the support of young men carrying all kinds of items.

Ye Yingwu and Wen Tianxiang naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly flew off the horse, Wen Tianxiang carefully looked at the golden umbrellas and golden boots held by several old men and the solemn expressions on their faces, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Wen used to be in the world, but I haven't seen He Fang Shepherd who is qualified to stand this 'Wanmin Umbrella' and 'Wanmin Boots' for many years. Seeing it today, it really lives up to this trip, and Sansheng is lucky. ”

"Daddy is an upright official, has repeatedly judged unjust cases, and punished local heroes, he should have deserved this great gift, not to mention the pacification of Zhang Mazi Haikou, the government and the opposition have praised one after another, Wanmin umbrella and Wanmin boots, accepted, it can also be said that he has a clear conscience." Ye Yingwu muttered to himself, completely shocked by the scene in front of him, he didn't expect that the grand event that he had just heard of was staged in front of him after less than a month of traveling.

Heavy footsteps have sounded behind him, although Ye Mengding is already sixty-six years old, he is still in good spirits, even if he is a civil official, he is also vigorous, not inferior to those old generals who have fought for many years, plus he was once in the highest place in the temple to dominate the world, and the majesty he exudes even if Ye Jie and other close confidants dare not get too close.

In front of them were the people of the city who were full of official roads under black pressure, plus Yang Tishi, Zhao Dutou and more than 100 veterans of the army who stood in the wilderness on both sides, and even Li Shu Cangsheng from other counties who heard the news, the entire Qingyuan Mansion saw off the Qingtian Lord they respected with the highest level of etiquette.

The sky was even bluer, the white clouds were drifting, and the brilliant sunlight was projecting on Ye Mengding's body, and it seemed to be emitting a more dazzling light in a trance, as if the spotlights of later generations were hitting the center of the stage together. It seems that even the heavens are declaring that this gray-haired old man is the absolute protagonist of Srisi.

"Engong Ye Qingtian is above, the little old men are careful, and they dare to love Ye Qingtian without hesitation." Several old people who saw that it was the elder of the clan asked for the support of their sons and nephews, and bowed down with a little difficulty, and said respectfully, in order to express their high respect.

The youngest old man stepped forward slowly, and without saying anything, he put Ye Mengding up, and the oldest old man stepped forward immediately, representing the people of the entire Qingyuan Mansion to change Ye Mengding into the golden Wanmin boots sewn by his wife and concubine at home. Another old man trembled and picked up the Wanmin umbrella, I don't know if it was because of old age or excitement, his hands and feet were a little inflexible, but he still stood behind Ye Mengding and held up the golden umbrella cover, blocking the increasingly scorching sun.

"If I, Wen Song Rui, can be like this in this life, what more can my husband ask for?" Wen Tianxiang stood quietly in the distance, looking at this silent but shocking scene, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Ye Yingwu smiled bitterly in his heart, your Wen Tianxiang's final achievements are no longer what this Wanmin boots and Wanmin umbrella can represent, in the real history without me Ye Yingwu, you will become the pride of an era, or even a symbol of an era, and will leave an eternal arrogant figure and a thousand-year-old immortal national integrity on that green history.

Now even with me Ye Yingwu, I will not hesitate to help you realize this dream, but what I let you leave in this history is no longer a loyal and good minister, but the backbone of Huaxia Zhongxing.

This can be regarded as a reward for the indelible and hard-to-cover contribution you made to this nation in the era without me, which is what you deserve and what thousands of Chinese sons and daughters sincerely wish.

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The Ye family's convoy opened a long formation on the official road, setting off a long wind and dust.

Ye Yingwu and Wen Tianxiang rode side by side, and Yang Bao and Jiang Da beside them seemed to be their personal guards, inseparable. On the periphery are Ye Yingwu's carefully selected personal soldiers, although there are less than 100 people, and most of them are recruit eggs, but Ye Yingwu believes that after experiencing the baptism of war again and again, the recruit eggs will one day become veteran oil.

"Senior brother, you are from the top of the family, the last time you were wronged in Qingyuan, it was just the secretary of the army, and this time you were wronged as that little general judge・・・・・・" Ye Yingwu looked at Wen Tianxiang with an indifferent face, thinking that if he didn't go to Qingyuan Mansion with him, Wen Tianxiang would be called into the DPRK and Central Committee again in a few years to entrust him with important tasks, but now he seems to be exiled, he is a little stunned in his heart, and he can't help but speak.

Wen Tianxiang was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Yingwu to say this question, and immediately smiled heartily: "Yuanlie, you are too underestimated, the dismissal of the contemptible people is because of the discord with the traitors in the court, not to mention that the upright ministers such as Shizun, the prince, and the Ye Gong have left one after another, and there are no more people in the court, so I don't ask for much, but I want to leave this filthy place." No matter what he wants, it is the edge of Lingnan sky, so what's the matter? If Yuanlie doesn't dislike it, how about you and I go together? ”

Ye Yingwu realized that he underestimated the mind and strength of these ancient heroes, or perhaps because he was used to being a rich second generation in his previous life, thinking that power and wealth were omnipotent, and he forgot that in ancient times, people pursued the supreme integrity. In the hearts of true gentlemen like Wen Tianxiang, being exiled for upholding justice is a noble and beautiful thing.

Originally, Ye Yingwu was also annoyed, if it weren't for the fact that he ended the Qingyuan Bandit War ahead of schedule and helped Jiang Wanli and others to retreat, his father would have been able to worship the prime minister as he did in history, and he would be in the limelight, but now it seems that he is self-inflicted.

Seeing that Ye Yingwu seemed to be thinking about something, Wen Tianxiang didn't bother him, but silently drove his horse forward, with the extension of the official road, the city in front of him has gradually been revealed, as if it is a giant beast crawling on the wilderness, sleeping; It seems to be like an old root that is still alive, relying on the countless roots in the darkness to silently absorb the flesh and blood nutrients around it, dying and struggling.

Lin'an, Lin'an, here, is it really stable? has been the companion capital for a hundred years, and has accumulated a hundred years of southeast elite, but in the end it was not abandoned in a hurry?

Lin'an is in front, and naturally there are more cars and horses around, but when I see the leaf-shaped flag fluttering in the spring breeze in April, I don't know who is taking the lead, regardless of the business travelers, they all leaned on both sides of the road without saying a word, quietly waiting for this convoy full of dust and exhaustion to pass. A pair of eyes revealed a full of reluctance and admiration.

In the middle of the carriage, the curtain was lifted slightly, and the wrinkled face hidden behind it was once again filled with tears.

No matter what those people in the court think, the people remembered Ye Mengding's exploits and couldn't forget his name of "Qingtian".

A man stands in the world all his life, and what he asks for is not the name of this generation?

If this is the case, what more can the husband ask for?

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The convoy gradually approached Lin'an, but it did not pass through the city, but suddenly turned west as if it were demonstrating, and did not enter the eyes of several ministers in the suburbs who were waiting outside Lin'an City. Ye Mengding was unwell and it was difficult to participate in the celebration ceremony, so he went directly to the post and sent him to Beijing on a fast horse.

As for the Ye family's house in Lin'an, they were all the same as Jiang Wanli and others, and they were sold to others at a low price early. For this city, this gloomy city full of intrigues, and a city full of traitors who control the government and politics, whether it is Jiang Wanli or Ye Mengding, or even Wen Tianxiang and other juniors, they have no good impression, and they have no nostalgia.

On the contrary, Ye Yingwu thought of the thin figure in front of the raging fire, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. If you insist on nostalgia for this majestic and beautiful Lin'an City, there will only be this insignificant and indelible point.

At this moment, Yang Bao Pegasus came, drove straight to Ye Yingwu's horse, and took a breath lightly, with a somewhat strange expression: "Qiyu group training envoy, a maidservant girl in front of her claimed that her young lady was the old friend of the envoy, and hoped to meet the envoy. ”

Miss Song Shi refers to the Qinglou woman, not the lady. Ye Yingwu was shocked in his heart, he was in Lin'an City, and he was just this old man. It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. I just don't understand, as soon as the fire is parted that day, the fate here is over, not to mention that although the person no longer hates himself as much as he did when they first met, I'm afraid he doesn't want to see himself, right?

After all, he has just come to this world at the end of the Song Dynasty for a few days, and to be honest, he really doesn't want to cause trouble at this time, but when he thinks of the eyes that once looked at him in the blazing fire, there is always a feeling in his heart that is difficult to let go.

Nodding heavily, Ye Yingwu was a little hesitant, and in desperation, he simply pulled Wen Tianxiang forward together, and made a gesture at Yang Bao to let him follow. Wen Tianxiang naturally understood who the old man was, and when he thought of the two of them, he suddenly became uncomfortable.

Although Wen Tianxiang already has a family, but after all, his wife is a woman who is being married by Ming Media, and the two have not even met before marrying her, let alone have anything to do with it, according to the views of later generations, Wen Tianxiang is no different from Bai Ding, who has never been in love.

And Yang Bao is just hearsay about Ye Yingwu's various deeds in Lin'an, and all he knows is that he is a high-flying man in the second office, as for the connection with this old man, he is not clear, and he looked at Ye Yingwu suspiciously, but found that Ye Yingwu's face was surprisingly gloomy, and he didn't dare to say anything at the moment, so he hurriedly patted his horse and chased after him. The temper in these two yamen is sometimes terrible, so it's better not to provoke you if you have nothing to do.