Yang Ling had never led troops, but fortunately, the generals under his command had climbed up after a hundred battles, and Yang Ling just taught them the theories he knew little about and integrated them into their combat experience.

Since there were only five hundred pro-army left, he could barely deal with it with his ability, and Yang Ling did not train these five hundred pro-army according to the method of soldiers, but according to the method of training officers.

There are some talented people with high military quality among these people, and once they are taught by the generals and supported by Yang Ling's boldness, the tactics of attacking, defending, retreating, and ambushing with firearms as the mainstay, detouring, changing the inner line into the outer line, and outflanking and encircling are all in a similar manner.

However, Emperor Zhengde can't comprehend so much at this age for the time being, in his eyes, he can't wait to go into battle to kill the enemy in person, it's fun, and now Yang Ling's army is a firearm, and Yang Ling doesn't dare to let him take risks. However, the rumbling of cannons and the bursts of gunfire, Zhengde, who had never seen this scene, shook his hands, and couldn't help but say when he saw the excitement: "After my wedding, I will practice martial arts in the ban, the firearms are too sharp, and then the swords and spearmen will come, and you will fight against me."

Yang Ling replied vaguely, it is not necessarily a bad thing to let this energetic little emperor practice martial arts, at the beginning, maybe there are many elements of fighting, after a long time, he will inevitably have an understanding of leading troops and using soldiers, and if he deliberately defeats him a few more times, according to the surname of the little emperor who does not admit defeat, he will inevitably study the military book seriously.

Yang Ling thought of these overlapping thoughts in his heart, but the matter of the feast was pressed in his heart, and now he was not in the mood to think about it so much. Let me participate in the sutra feast? What am I talking about? If you knew what the world would be like in 500 years, would you dare to stand on the podium at Tsinghua University and criticize the professors?

Yang Ling was so worried, until he sent the exhausted Emperor Zhengde away with a strong smile, Yang Ling returned to the mansion with a frown. Entering the flower garden in the back garden, the two maidservants saw that the master was back, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, Yang Ling nodded thoughtfully, opened his eyes, and asked, "What about Madame?" ”

The little maid Gao Wenlan was originally the nephew of the Gao family, and Yang Ling couldn't bear to let her do some rough work, so she stayed in the inner courtyard as the head maid, she hurriedly greeted her and said: "Madame, Miss Xue'er, and Sister Wenxin went to the back garden to pick vegetables, and they will come back in a while."

Han Youniang can't be idle, there is a large vacant land in the back house of the Gao family's inner garden, the young lady looks at it, and opens up more than an acre of land to plant many fresh dishes, at first she only dared to point fingers, and then saw that Yang Ling ignored it, quite conniving, so she changed into coarse clothes and went into battle in person.

Her farm work is more proficient than this housegirl, and under her careful care, the vegetables in the field are very good, and the fresh vegetables used in the house every day are homegrown.

Yang Ling sighed, walked into the inner study and sat on the chair, looking at the dazzling array of thread-bound books on the shelves, and suddenly thought of the two thick stacks of martial arts secrets that Chen Jinnan asked him to read when Wei Xiaobao was about to enter the palace, Yang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The green shadow flashed at the door, and there seemed to be a figure passing by lightly, but Yang Ling didn't pay attention. Immediately afterwards, the man flashed back and said in surprise: "The master is back?" ”

Yang Ling looked up and saw that the beautiful maid in Tsing Yi standing at the door was Yutangchun, she seemed to have just gone to dry her clothes, her sleeves were half pulled, revealing two white jade wrists like snow lotus, and her plain face was not powdered, but it was still dazzlingly beautiful.

She saw that Yang Ling was dressed in armor and had no joy on his face, so she hurriedly greeted him obediently and said, "What is on your mind, master?" ”

How could Yang Ling say that he was going to the examination room, this was scary? He hurriedly laughed and said, "Well, no, I just went to the mountain to accompany the emperor to stage the army, and I am a little tired."

Yutangchun was relieved, couldn't help but smile, and walked over lightly: "The old man is in good health, just wearing such heavy armor to go up the mountain, no wonder", Yang Ling should have returned to the camp to change his armor, but because he had something in his heart, and he was closer to home after sending Zhengde away, so he came back directly.

Yutangchun said: "Master, let the maid give you a break from your armor." Yang Ling stood up and frowned: "I said a long time ago that I don't need to call myself a little maid, why do you still say that?" ”

Yutangchun untied the silk silk on his armor for him, and his face turned red for no reason when he heard it, and he lowered his eyes shyly and said, "The maid hasn't gotten married yet."

This Nizi was embarrassed to say it directly, and turned to the emperor's wedding, anyway, now everyone knows that the emperor's wedding is Yang Ling's wedding. Yang Ling was speechless when he heard this.

His armor is well-made, not only exquisite and handsome, but also very heavy, the middle part of the book grid is full of books, Yutang Chun folded it and tiptoed to put the armor on the high grid, but he couldn't hand it over, so he squatted down and put it below.

Yang Ling looked at her back, curvy, charming, a close-fitting green shirt and maid clothes, this squatting, the buttocks were round, as if drawn by a compass, the lines were indescribably charming, and her heart couldn't help jumping, and she hurriedly turned her eyes and sat back on the chair to pick up the book at random to read.

Suddenly, his shoulders sank, Yang Ling turned his head, and saw two slender palms on his shoulders gently massaging his shoulders, Yang Ling remembered Su San's unfortunate fate, originally destined for Su San to fall into the dust, first marry a businessman as a concubine, go through a prison disaster, and finally marry Wang Jinglong, as for whether she is happy after becoming Wang San's concubine, I don't know, anyway, the story has a happy ending.

And now? This well-behaved and beautiful woman came to her by mistake, Wang Jinglong went to Tailing instead, what should her fate be? Who will it be in the future?

Yang Ling suddenly pressed her hand and asked softly, "Su San, how old are you this year?" ”

Yu Tangchun was pressed by the back of his hand, and couldn't help but reply with a red face: "I was only seven years old when I was bought by a scale of gold, and now the maid is fifteen years old."

"Fifteen", Yang Ling's heart moved, and asked, "Do you remember your family?" See you again if you have the chance".

Yutang Chun quickly intercepted: "The servant has no family!" ”

Yang Ling couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and then remembered that she was sold to the Jiyuan by her parents for a few hundred yuan, and she was seven years old at that time, how could she not remember? If there is no hatred in the heart, how can it be?

Yu Tangchun's body moved closer, and said in a low voice: "The maid came from a humble background, and fell into the dust, and I have long forgotten how I came to be, and where I will go." Since entering the door of the Yang family, meeting the lord and the wife, the maid is like a heavenly fairyland, day by day more and happier than the year, now the Yang family is my home, you and Mrs. are my relatives."

As soon as she approached, Yang Ling's shoulders with only a thin robe suddenly felt a strange feeling, so rich and elastic, but soft and wonderful, Yang Ling immediately realized that it was her **, his heart couldn't help but pound, and the tactile nerves in his body seemed to be concentrated on his right shoulder at once.

Ziyi feels that wonderful ** feeling, soft, with a bullet surname, she is only fifteen years old, are all stunners mature so early?

It seems to be hotter, and the screaming outside the window is so annoying, why is there no wind at all?

Yu Tangchun said emotionally, and said unconsciously: "Sister Young Niang told us about your worries, master, you are willing to think so far for us, Xue'er and I don't know how grateful we are, others have never taken a fancy to our appearance, who is willing to think so much about us?" ”

Yang Ling felt a chill on the back of his palm, and the crystal tears had fallen: "Life is like a dream, Yu'er only hopes that she has suffered for so long, and she can have a beautiful dream, who cares about the length of the dream." Don't you hear that as soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world? How could the lord have such a strange idea, you don't know...... Don't you know that Yu'er's heart has been given to you a long time ago? ”

Hearing a jade man like a flower whispering in his ear, whose heart can still be as hard as iron? Yang Ling temporarily put aside the annoying secret in his heart, and just wanted to turn around and comfort her, but his shoulder only moved, and Yu Tangchun already realized that he was too warm, and couldn't help but let out a coquettish cry and bounced away.

Yang Ling turned his head and saw this famous beauty in history, looking at him affectionately with tears in her eyes, but her ruddy and shy cheeks were rippling with a sweet smile that seemed to be pouring honey, and she looked gentle and gentle.

Yang Ling's heart suddenly rose with pride: This beauty that has been passed down through the ages can be conquered by me, what am I afraid of? Could it be that this sutra feast is so terrible that I can't conquer a few old decays?

He stood up and grabbed Sister Yu'er's hands. As soon as Yu Tangchun's hand was clenched by him, his eyes suddenly became hazy as if he was about to burst into water, and his red little mouth was also half-open and half-closed, and his body was about to soften.

I saw Yang Ling grab her a pair of soft wattles and said affectionately: "Yu'er."

Yu Tangchun's heart was pounding, and it took a long time for him to moan from his throat: "Huh? Old"

"Go, help me find out all the history books, sir, I have to read all night today!" Yang Ling was high-spirited and authentic.

Yutang Chun: ""

The feast was finally reopened.

Every day, the scholars and inspectors who wrote the blood book were sent to celebrate and rejoice: how can an emperor who does not open a sutra feast be considered a good emperor? Now that all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens have been touched by their spirits, the Son of Heaven has finally returned to the right path of Mingjun.

However, the news that Yang Ling, the general of the Shenji Battalion, was also going to participate in the feast stunned them again. The feast is a place for civil and military officials to preach to the emperor, the Ming Dynasty has never stipulated that military generals can not participate in the banquet, but there has never been a military general who takes the initiative to participate in the banquet, Yang Ling is considered a Confucian general, but is that knowledge enough to be qualified to show his skills in the banquet?

The emperor wants to give him military power, and he wants to favor and reuse him, so he can endure it, this banquet is a holy place for civil officials, is it also his kind of person? This is the most serious provocation!

Emperor Zhengde reopened the first feast, so everyone looked forward to it.

The Hanlin Yuan, the Inspectorate, the James Mansion, and the Chinese officials of the DPRK were just like when they entered Beijing to catch the exam, quoting scriptures and scriptures, staying up all night, and a text was weighed and considered, deleted and deleted, and finally written with flowers and melons on their backs, and it was imperative that they were a blockbuster and made Yang Ling disgraced.

On the Wenhua Palace, the hour has not yet arrived, it is already a hundred officials gathered, it is more lively than the last dynasty, anyway, the Zhengde Emperor opened the golden mouth, today it is said that the feast, civil and military officials can participate, even if it is okay, come to see the excitement.

Liu Jian, Xie Qian, and Li Dongyang were appointed to the same knowledge of the scripture feast, and Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, Liu Daxia, the secretary of the Ministry of War, Shangwen Hanwen of the Ministry of Households, and Wang Hua, the new secretary of the Ministry of Rites, were all present.

This pomp can be described as unprecedentedly luxurious, the ceremonial eunuch Wang Yue personally led the two chief eunuchs, eight small yellow gates, and held a subset of scriptures and history to set up the imperial case and lecture case, and when he arrived at the Wenhua Palace, he saw many military generals, and the old Wang Yue was also startled. He has been waiting for four generations of emperors, and he has never seen so many generals come to participate in the feast.

Although Wang Yue is a high-ranking and powerful person, he is the head of the internal minister, and he controls the East Factory and the West Factory, but he is loyal and has no ambition, although Dai Yi is his favorite person, but as soon as he heard that Dai Yi concealed the water seepage in the mausoleum of the first emperor, Wang Yue's heartache and anger were not under the Zhengde Emperor, so the eunuch, the head of the ceremonial supervisor, was imprisoned, Wang Yue turned a blind eye and always stayed out of the matter, because he was this attitude, so Fan Ting, who was good friends with Dai Yi, did not dare to act rashly, so that Zhang Xiu was also afraid to save Yang Ling.

Now that Dai Yi has been released from prison, he has secretly held a grudge against Wang Yue for standing by and watching, but although this old Wang Yue is the head of the spies, he is very honest and does not even notice it.

Wenhua Hall was originally a civil official world, the number of military generals in Beijing today is not less than the civil official, it is indeed the first time since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, so the civil and military officials will be in accordance with the rules of the last dynasty, the left hall station civil official, the right hall station military attaché, the head of the civil official to Liu Jian as the respect, although the military general will Liu Daxia in the first place, but the small three-grade general Yang Ling stood in front of the hall, regardless of the rank of the military generals who are higher than him are faintly half a step back, and he will be hugged in front of the stars like the moon.

Excited! Long face! Today, the military generals can finally straighten their waists and enter the Wenhua Palace. As for General Yang's knowledge, don't think that these generals are illiterate and lack eyes, they have inquired in advance, and the prodigy Yang Ting and the university scholars have praised him, so is it still bad?

Yang Ling stood there stubbornly, making up his mind that it was better to say more than less, and resolutely not to say anything if he didn't understand, and to talk nonsense when he seized the opportunity. If you want to talk about the collection of sub-history, you don't know anything, except that you know that 'the threesome must have my teacher', 'learn and learn when you are not happy', and you can't recite a few sentences.

Therefore, at this time, Yang Ling was dressed in armor, handsome and extraordinary, his feet were not standing on the ground, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his expression was as calm as water.

The internal official Liu Jin and others were amazed by Yang Ling's words about foreign experiences, and he really knew everything when he learned Chinese and Western, so he came up with such a bad idea, Emperor Zhengde listened to blind letters, and when the time for the feast came, he actually went to the hall for the first time with great interest to listen to the lecture.

Emperor Zhengde ascended to the throne, after the hundred officials bowed three times and knocked nine, the guards with knives carried the lecture to the dragon book case of Zhengde, and the Honglu official passed the decree to speak, Lun Wenxu and Yang Tinghe because it was the first time that Emperor Zhengde opened the scripture feast, as the lecturer did not have a long speech, but just talked about the importance of the Hongwu Emperor's scripture feast and the emperor's learning of Confucian classics with hundreds of officials as teachers, so he smiled and stepped aside and handed over the battlefield to the civil and military officials.

Yang Shousui, the new minister of the Ministry of Industry, immediately went out of work, talking about the Four Books and Five Classics, his words were prepared a long time ago, speaking of quoting scriptures, suppressing and frustrating, when it came to the wonderful place, the Wenchen was full of joy, and the generals who were waiting to see the battle with wide eyes yawned, and even the Zhengde Emperor was straight-eyed.

Finally, Yang Shousui's fatigue bombing stopped, and another old genius from Xinyang, Wang Wei, who had been connected to Zhongjieyuan, Huiyuan, and Tanhua, and almost connected to Zhongsanyuan, so there was nothing to say.

Mr. Wang chased Yu Yong after the poor again, and recited an eight-strand essay endlessly, and even Yang Ling, who pricked up his ears and wanted to find out some topics from it, was tired of listening to it.

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh secretly: These people are all talking about moral articles, and occasionally there are some things that can touch reality, but the world pattern and power distribution faced by the saints thousands of years ago are very different from today, and it is meaningless to copy them bluntly, the so-called sutra feast is really boring, and it is difficult to be the child of the old Zhu family, how can you endure it for more than a hundred years?

After Wang Wei finished speaking, he retreated, Yang Fang went into battle shirtless again, his son Yang Lin and Wang Jinglong framed Yang Ling, although there were three bachelors who interceded, saying that his son was not more troublesome, greedy for vanity, and followed the blind coaxing, so Zhengde did not punish him, but ordered Yang Fang to be severely reprimanded.

Who does not believe in his own son? What's more, Yang Fang originally felt that Yang Ling was flattering and a villain who did not learn and did not know, Yang Fang coldly glanced at Yang Ling, who was standing tall and not squinting, twisted his two sparse eyebrows, and said loudly: "Lord Yang and Lord Wang have said the Four Books and Five Classics, the Way of the Sage, and after this scripture is finished, the minister will come to talk about history."

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, kings have ruled the world, all of them have educated the Quartet with morality, and governed the people with civil and military affairs. And the pro-villain, Yuan Xianchen frolicked and entertained, neglecting political affairs, causing the villain to be in charge and the government [***].

Emperor Ling of the former Han Dynasty favored the ten permanent servants, Emperor Wu of Liang was superstitious about Buddhism, Song Huizong favored Tong Guan and Cai Jing, and was in amusement. ”

Emperor Zhengde yawned, and said with blank eyes: "I don't open the scripture feast, you cry and shout to open the scripture feast, I open the scripture feast, is it just talking about these so-called scriptures and histories?" ”

(To be continued)