In February, the ice and snow in Liaodong have not melted, and the weather is still cold.

There are only a few footprints on the official road, and it can be seen that in this cold day, neither the people nor the government want to come out and hang out.

A few people carrying burdens wrapped in thick cotton jackets, saw a large number of officers and soldiers riding high-headed horses with white air, and hid towards the side of the road one by one. I am afraid that I will disturb the war horses of the military masters, and then I will have to compensate for my own injuries.

The earth was shrouded in snow, and as far as the eye could see, no other color could be seen, except for the occasional smoke from cooking.

The horses walked slowly, and the sound of the horses' hooves beating in the snow was negligible.

Guangning City was in sight, the road became much better, the war horses gradually accelerated, and by the time a group of brocade guards arrived at the door, there was basically no snow on the road.

Zhang Ru took the initiative to dismount and walk, and everyone followed suit, leading the war horse to follow him. Fan Tong was the closest to Zhang Ru, but he was always separated from Zhang Ru by a horse's head.

Since learning that Jiang Wei is someone else's person, Fan Tong's status has improved a lot, and now he is the captain of Zhang Ru's personal guard.

As for Jiang Wei, he stayed in the capital after his injury was healed, and a knife cut his vocal cords that day, and he didn't want to speak again in his life. Thinking of his past achievements, Zhang Ru did not give him any orders to deal with him, but just asked Jinyiwei to take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and told Mu Bin not to let anyone bully him.

The two soldiers at the gate of the city put their hands in their sleeves, their halberds tucked under their armpits, and walked back and forth with their necks curled and white breath.

There were still many people in front of them who wanted to enter the city, and Zhang Ru and the others did not drive the people in front, but waited in line quietly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, and it seemed that someone had clashed with the guards guarding the gate, and many people surrounded him. The long queue broke in an instant, leaving only Zhang Ru and others at the end of the line standing in place and not moving.

"Let people go and see what's going on." Zhang Ru commanded softly to the rice commander.

In this ghost weather, even if he says a word, he is wasting the heat in his body, while his hands and feet are cold, his ears seem to be not his own, and Zhang Ru doesn't even owe a word to say more.

After a while, the Jinyi guard who went to explore the road came back to report that the old man who was not dressed and the woman who was like a flower and jade were stopped, and a cadre of soldiers made foul language, as if they were molesting in public.

Zhang Ru snorted coldly, led people to separate the crowd in front of him, and walked towards the city gate.

The border army has always been bold, but this kind of public teasing of women from good families, and it is still at the gate of the city, seems to have rarely happened, at least on the surface. Zhang Ru, who had just obtained the power of the governor of the Nine Sides, happened to lack an example of the Ming canonical punishment, and now that this example was in front of him, he naturally would not let it go.

There are still a few people who know the flying fish suit, after all, Jinyiwei is not as notorious as Dongchang.

The establishment of Jinyiwei is aimed at hundreds of officials, but the establishment of Dongchang is aimed at Jinyiwei and the people of the world.

Dongchang Fanzi's navy blue clothes can make the people afraid that they can't dodge, but the silver-white flying fish suit of Jinyiwei can't sit at this point.

If it weren't for the fact that a large part of the people brought out by Zhang Ru were Mu Bin's newly recruited Jinyi Guards, one by one they were eager to show themselves, so they were vicious, and they didn't know how long it would take to disperse these people with strong personalities in Liaodong.

The people of Liaodong have always been strong, and the few people they met on the official road before are probably not locals in Liaodong, otherwise they would be so frightened that they would hide aside.

Picking up the crowd, Zhang Ru saw an old man with a black face and knotted hair at the city gate lying on the ground, and there was still dirty blood at the corner of his mouth. Next to the old man, there was a thinly dressed woman kneeling, and the woman was facing away from Zhang Ru, so she couldn't see her face clearly. But the back made Zhang Ru think a little, I don't know if the front is convex or not, but the back is very warped.

This can't be said that Zhang Ru is lustful, but he is the age of his blood and strength, and Nan will think about some good-looking women. In such an environment, he naturally can't go too far, but in Liaodong, he doesn't have so many scruples.

The woman knelt on the ground, but she was holding a soldier's stained leg in her hand, and she was still begging for mercy: "The military master spares his life, the military master spares his life, my father didn't mean it." ”

She has a very good voice, and she feels like a yellow oriole out of the valley.

But the soldier was an iron-hearted man, and he didn't have any idea of pity for the jade, and shook his leg very roughly, as if he disliked the woman.

The other soldiers around him are mouthful, one said to see the girl, you have no long things, we are also receiving the military salary of the imperial court to live, there is a lack of a mother-in-law at home, or the girl you will be from me! The other said girl, you have such a good figure, if you really don't have money and can't pay the entrance fee, you can sell yourself!

As soon as he said this, he was greatly moved by the businessmen who had some money around, but unfortunately in this environment, no brainless businessman dared to stand up and say girl, I bought you.

The two sides were deadlocked, and the old man was unconscious, so the people boldly watched.

It was just after noon, it was still early, and except for a few people who really needed to go into the city in a hurry, everyone else was happy to see a free show on this winter day.

Everyone stood for a long time, but they didn't see the legendary wonderful meat scene, and many people began to coax the seedlings.

"Master Jun, it's okay! Let's wait for the happy money! ”

"Yes, a weak woman can't handle it, what's the matter!"

"Gentlemen, take out some of the courage of the Liaodong man, it's best to have a local Fa-rectification."

From the words that these people said when they were coaxing, it can be seen what kind of situation the fierce Liaodong folk customs are.

At the age of nineteen, he was admitted to the Jinshi, and there was a strong pen and ink in the history books known to Zhang Ru in his previous life, but by mistake Yang Tinghe, who was pulled into Jinyiwei by Mu Bin, did not know what means he used, and asked Zhang Ru puzzled: "Why do these people bully weak women when they see people, and they don't see unevenness on the road, but fall into the well?" ”

Zhang Ru, who took him with him for Yang Tinghe's three words, was particularly kind to him, and explained: "The people of Liaodong have to suffer from the harassment of Tatars and Warat since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and now there are still Jianyu rampant. I have long been accustomed to everyone sweeping the snow in front of their own doors, and how can they care about the frost on the tiles of other people's houses. ”

"Aren't you going to care?" Twenty-seven-year-old Yang Tinghe is still just emerging from the scene, and the blood in his chest has not disappeared with the passage of time.

"There are so many injustices in the world, can you manage it?" Zhang Ru asked with a smile.

Although Zhang Ru was younger than himself, Yang Tinghe, who felt that his adult was unfathomable, blushed and said: "It is precisely because there are so many injustices that no one cares about them, so there will be more and more injustices. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Ru's order, he opened the two brocade guards in front of him and shouted: "Stop!" ”

The people around couldn't help but look at Yang Tinghe in surprise, most of them had mockery in their eyes, and a few people were full of pity, as if he had offended someone who shouldn't be offended.

The leading soldier glanced at Yang Tinghe, and then said disdainfully: "Yo, there are still people who dare to come out to save the beauty of heroes, come on, boy, roll over to the master, let the master see if you are enough to catty." ”

Several soldiers began to surround Yang Tinghe, and he helplessly turned his head and glanced at him with a pleading look. Although Zhang Ru did not order the Jinyi Guards to intervene directly, those Jinyi Guards who quickly dispersed in all directions gave Yang Tinghe the best encouragement among the five elements.

He straightened his waist and shouted: "In broad daylight, bullying the old and young, women and children, you can't be justified." ”

The leader of the soldiers seemed to notice that something was wrong, looked around carefully, and waited until he thought that there was nothing unusual, then he sneered and said to Yang Tinghe: "This Guangning City, my son-in-law is the reason." Brother, you are a foreigner, it is best not to meddle with things, don't look at the clothes you are wearing in brocade clothes, if you are an official position above the command of the servant, it is better not to offend my son-in-law. ”

The leader of the soldiers blamed the deep uneasiness in his heart on Yang Tinghe's clothes, because he really didn't see that there were other brocade guards around. As everyone knows, the Jinyi Guard, who has been getting information for hundreds of years, wants to avoid the eyes of ordinary soldiers like them, it is as simple as eating and drinking.

Yang Tinghe was not afraid at all: "You have one son of your family, and your son can be as big as the general army of Liaodong!" ”

The leader of the soldiers was stunned when he heard this, and only after a moment did he say suspiciously: "Good words Brother has already said, or that sentence, the affairs of Guangning City are not something you can manage." ”

Yang Tinghe ignored the soldier, walked to the woman's side and helped her up, and then reached out to test the old man's snort, and after making sure that the old man was still angry, he was relieved.

This act of no one else completely angered the leader of the soldiers, and he waved his hand angrily and ordered: "Take it for me!" What about Jinyiwei, even Huang Chan wants to give you Ma Ye a little face, what are you. ”

Four or five soldiers immediately drew their blades and surrounded Yang Tinghe in the middle, Yang Tinghe was physically strong, but he didn't know how to do anything, and the calm he had maintained for a long time was finally broken.

Xiucai met soldiers, and it was unreasonable to explain, let alone a group of soldiers who had been on the battlefield.

Seeing that those people were about to make a move, Zhang Ru didn't mean to let people help Yang Tinghe, Fan Tong, who had a good relationship with Yang Tinghe on weekdays, couldn't help but ask: "My lord, if you don't make a move, Lao Yang will be in danger." ”

"What are you afraid of, my people are not hurt a little, how can I be embarrassed to ask for benefits from the son behind them." Zhang Ru squinted his eyes like a fox, but his spirit was extremely nervous.

In front of him were a few people, and he moved his body to keep the angle all the time, just so that he could rush out to save Yang Tinghe at the most critical time.

Poor Yang Tinghe thought that Zhang Ru was angry, so he simply took out the embroidered spring knife and took the initiative to slash at those soldiers.

It looked like a powerful slash, but in fact, it could be dodged with just a slight movement, and the disdain in the eyes of those soldiers became more and more prevalent. The head of the army slashed the tip of his knife and stabbed directly at Yang Tinghe's chest.

At that moment, a fist-sized snowball slammed into the soldier's face, smashing him directly to the ground.

The leader of the soldiers didn't see who was the black hand at all, so he stood up and roared angrily around: "Who, who the dares to smash Lao Tzu, there is a kind of standing up and fighting Lao Tzu!" ”