Ruan Dacheng came back with a trotting horse, and said to Zhang Yuan with a smile: "Brother Jiezi, the golden priest and his female apprentice have come to see you off, and the affection is very meaningful." "There are very few people who know that the male and female disciple of the golden priest is the princess of North Korea, and Ruan Dacheng is one of the very few people who know, and this Tongcheng genius also groaned: "The one who has lost his soul is just a farewell." In addition, Qin and Wu Xi are desperate, and Song Xi is thousands of miles away. Or the spring moss is born, and the autumn wind rises. It is a broken intestine with a line, and I feel sad ......"

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Ruan Dacheng can see clearly that it is Princess Zhenming?" With a flick of the reins, he urged the chestnut horse under his crotch to run towards the gazebo, and Ma Kuoqi and Sheba shook off their big feet and followed closely.

A few zhang away from the pavilion, Zhang Yuan dismounted, handed the reins to Ma Kuoqi, and walked towards the pavilion.

The golden priest listened to the movement, and then greeted him, and arched his hand: "The grass people are here to see off Lord Zhang, alas, today's farewell, there is no longer an end to see each other, cooking wine and cooking chicken on Tao poems, and I can only recall it in the future." ”

Zhang Yuan stepped forward and took Mr. Jin's hand and said: "I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles-Mr. Jin is also a strange and righteous person, and it is worth the trip to get acquainted with Mr. Jin." After that, he nodded to Princess Zhenming, who was in a wide hat and white robe, and said softly: "Your Highness is well?" ”

Princess Zhenming took off the wide-brimmed bamboo hat in a panic, bowed deeply to Zhang Yuan, and when she raised her head, perhaps because the sun was too hot, Princess Zhenming's cheeks were red, her eyes flashed, and she wanted to speak.

Zhang Yuan sighed slightly in his heart: This girl still can't speak!

Jin Shishi said: "His Royal Highness Ayayangjun and all the officials have already made a meal for Lord Zhang, and Lord Zhang must have drunk a lot of wine, and the grass people have prepared a cup of tea for Lord Zhang's farewell." ”

A small table was set up in the gazebo, and the mats were spread. The sun was scorching outside the pavilion. The pavilion is quite shady, the pine forest wind comes, it is very comfortable, Zhang Yuan and Jin Shishi knelt on both sides of the small case, Princess Zhenming poured wine for the two of them, Zhang Yuan hurriedly said: "How dare you bother Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Jin Shishi waved his hand and said, "Master Zhang, just sit down." Today, I only think she is my female apprentice. ”

Zhang Yuan said "um", took two sips of the teacup, and asked Jin Shishi about the treatment of Princess Zhenming's dumb disease. The golden priest twisted the bamboo cane in his hand and said, "The day before yesterday, Zheng Renhong was escorted to Her Royal Highness the princess in front of her face and whipped and tortured, but Her Royal Highness was extremely disgusted. Signaling to hurry up and escort the old thief down, Her Highness didn't want to see the old thief again. As he spoke, he sighed. Sigh that she can't cure Princess Zhenming's dumb illness.

Princess Zhenming knelt behind the left side of the golden priest, her head bowed. Ten fingers clasped on the knees, the upper body bowed slightly, motionless, like a sculpture, but the sides of the nose slowly appeared crystal beads of sweat.

Zhang Yuanai couldn't help, and the language comfort was only weak and pale, so he didn't say more. Slowly drank a cup of tea, and said goodbye to the golden officer: "Everyone in the mission is still waiting. I can't delay much in the future, so I'll leave, Mr. Jin, he will meet again in the future. He got up and waved to Chief Jin, and said to Princess Zhenming: "Farewell to Her Royal Highness the Princess, Your Highness is precious." "It's also a deep one.

Princess Zhenming bowed and stood up, her lips trembled as if she wanted to speak, Zhang Yuan stared at her expectantly, waiting for the girl to speak—

Princess Zhenming's face was flushed, and sweat was dripping from her forehead, but she finally couldn't make a sound, and tears flowed down.

Zhang Yuan comforted: "Don't worry, don't worry, aphasia is not necessarily a bad thing, just understand it in your heart, Your Highness take care of yourself." He arched his hand, turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

The golden priest followed out with a bamboo cane, and Princess Zhenming carried a wide brim in her hand to send it off, this girl's heart was blocked, and she never wanted to speak out loud like now!

The sun outside the pavilion was dazzling, Princess Zhenming squinted her eyes, watched Zhang Yuan walk to the maroon horse and step on the stirrup, turned her head on the horse's back and said with a smile: "Mr. Jin, Your Highness, Zhang Yuan is going here." ”

Jin Shishi raised his face in the direction of Zhang Yuan and said, "Lord Zhang, the journey is safe, the journey is safe." ”

Princess Zhenming walked a few steps, Zhang Yuan had already turned around and headed west, the four hooves of the big horse under the crotch were brisk, the chestnut fur was shining in the midsummer sun, one person and one horse were soon far away from the pavilion, Princess Zhenming's tears were blurred, Zhang Yuan's back floated in her crystal tears, the girl's heart fluctuated, her chest also rose and fell sharply, and the strong emotions seemed to be about to burst the heart, and suddenly ran up, and a sentence rushed out:

"Master Zhang, have a safe journey-"

As soon as the words were spoken, the girl came to her senses and stopped, thinking, "Ah, I can speak, I can speak." But I wasn't very happy.

Zhang Yuan, who had been more than ten feet away from the pavilion, heard this crisp cry, and turned back in surprise, there were only two people outside the pavilion, Jin Zhishi and Princess Zhenming, this was naturally the voice of Princess Zhenming, and the Jin Zhishi over there had already shouted: "Zhenming, you can speak, wonderful, wonderful!" "Laugh out loud.

Princess Zhenming has no language dysfunction, and aphasia is a mental illness, but now that she has broken through the shackles and spoken, the disease of aphasia has been cured-

Zhang Yuan didn't urge the horse to the pavilion again, but said from afar: "Your Highness Hongfu, the chronic illness has been healed, congratulations, take care." With a hand, he rode his horse into the mission and headed east.

The envoy and the guards of nearly a thousand people walked for a while before they were ashamed to go away, and gradually fell silent, only the sound of the pine forest wind, and the dust raised by the large group of people slowly settled at this time, and the Jin priest twitched his nose, sneezed loudly, and said: "Zhenming, it's time to go back to the palace." ”

Princess Zhenming looked forward to the west, the blue sky and the white sun, the wilderness was boundless, and she saw a cloud of light dust floating in the air in the distance, and the mission should be in a hurry under the light dust, and the mission would rest in the Biho Pavilion tonight.

Princess Zhenming put on a wide-brimmed hat, walked over and took the sleeve of the golden priest, and said softly, "Uncle, let's go back." ”

The two of them followed each other for a while, and Jin said, "Zhenming, don't think about it." ”

Princess Zhenming was silent for a moment, and then responded, "Yes." ”

After another journey, Jin said: "Zhenming, recite a poem by Mr. Jingjie for Uncle to listen to, Zhenming's voice is very pleasant." ”

Princess Zhenming recited while leading the golden priest to the road: "When you return, the countryside will not return?" Both self-conscious and self-serving, melancholy and sad? Realize that the past is not admonished, and those who know the future can be traced. It's not far away, I feel that today is and yesterday is not - Mrs. Yi is here, and I want to send the clouds to send my arms; Xingyun passed without saying a word, and the time passed by in a dying day. Thinking diligently and feeling sorry for oneself, and finally blocking the mountain and stagnation in the river—ah, the recitation is wrong! ”

Jin Shishi shook his head slightly, "Words of Return" became "Idle Love", which was really helpless.

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The Ming Dynasty and the Korean envoys and the 800 soldiers of the Pyongsan Prefecture left Wangjing Hancheng on May 24, set off at dawn every day, stayed overnight, passed through Kaesong, Jinjiao, Jinyan, Baoshan, Longquan, Fengshan, Huangzhou, Shengyang, Pyongyang, Suning, Anzhou, Bochuan, Xin'an Zhujun County, 27 places of the Calendar Mansion, the journey was 1,170 miles, the road was smooth, there was no delay, on June 11 to the Yalu River in Yizhou, looking at the surging Yalu River, the Ming delegation rejoiced, crossing the river is the boundary of the Ming Dynasty, It has been almost three months since he left Beijing on 22 March to make an envoy to the DPRK.

In Yizhou, Zhang Yuan had a long talk with An Rune, the envoy of Yizhou soldiers and horses, and the edict of Ayayang Jun Li Liang to strengthen the border defense of Yizhou has been issued, and An Rune is starting to reorganize the armament and recruit sergeants, Zhang Yuan asked An Rune to send more spies to spy on the military situation in Jianzhou, and if there is an abnormal movement in the Eight Banners Army, it should be reported to Li Weihan, the governor of Liaodong, and Chengyin, the general soldier, in time, that the Ming Dynasty and North Korea should strengthen military ties and jointly defend Jianzhou.

On the afternoon of June 11, An Rune set up a banquet on the riverside to see off the angel and Yu Jushu and his party.

In the evening of this day, the delegation arrived in the small city of Tangshan, there are a hundred households in Tangshan City, the surname of a hundred households is Ding, Zhang Yuan did not stay overnight when he passed through Tangshan, and now he is returning to stay, this remote border city is rare to see a Beijing official, and it is also the new branch champion Gong, Donggong Day Lecturer, Ding Baihu is trying his best to tie up, a large banquet to entertain the mission, when the banquet is drinking, suddenly reported that there is an emergency military situation sent by the garrison of Sanyang, and asked to meet Zhang Yuan Zhang Lord.

Ding Baihu felt strange, how could the Mao garrison of Sanyang report the emergency military situation to Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan was not an official of Liaodong, and it was a violation of military regulations to report the military situation to Zhang Yuan, but Ding Baihu did not dare to adhere to the principle and let the sergeant who reported the news come in, but it was a general flag who led two flag troops to rush from Sanyang on horseback, and the chief flag officer saw Zhang Yuan, presented a letter, and said: "Mao Garrison greets Lord Zhang." ”

Zhang Yuan didn't ask much, immediately opened the letter, first glanced at the payment, and saw that it was "the late Mao Wenlong's hand", he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "The controversial border general Mao Wenlong of the late Ming Dynasty has appeared, is Mao Wenlong already a garrison officer now, and Yuan Chonghuan will not be promoted to the jinshi until a few years later, but Mao Wenlong and I don't know each other, why do you want to report the military situation to me?" ”

Mao Wenlong called himself "late birth", and used "hand enlightenment", this is the humble language, Mao Wenlong is more than ten or twenty years older than Zhang Yuan, and the garrison is also a four-grade military attaché, but the status of the military general is low, Mao Wenlong to Zhang Yuan called himself "late birth" is not unusual, in the letter, Mao Wenlong first told Zhang Yuan about the nostalgia, but it turned out that Mao Wenlong was born in Hangzhou, the maternal family Shen is the surname of Hangzhou, Zhang Yuan is a native of Shaoxing, the same is Zhejiang Dao, also regarded as a fellow villagers, recounting the nostalgia, Mao Wenlong's pen turned around, saying that he recently learned a news from Kuandian, A Jurchen sergeant pretended to be a merchant and secretly infiltrated Liaodong with the intention of intercepting the Ming envoys returning from Korea......

Zhang Yuan was taken aback: Nurhachi knew about Seoul so quickly, and their news was too well-informed!

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It's late to update again, so book friends will come and see it in the morning. (To be continued.) )