Chapter Seventy-One: Face Saint

September is the season of wheat harvest every year, and Liaodong only plants one season a year, so every year Tartar Koubian is almost selected at the end of September, if from Jizhen to the customs, it is expected to arrive between the end of October and November, and the direction of Lushun is expected to be around the beginning of October, just this year Yang Bo snatched Lushun from the hands of the Tartars, so if Huang Taiji sends troops this year, half of the possible surnames will go to Lushun to retaliate, Yang Bo can not be guarded.

Another urgent thing is the sea trade, the sea trade twice a year almost starts from July, along the ocean current to the Wa country, return around September, generally run this trip in the south of the Yangtze River, but Gao Hongzhong these old bandits can run one more trip in September, but they will have to wait for the spring of next year to return, although the Yao family has begun to prepare goods one after another, but there is no Yang Bo to go back to the town or not.

The two things are added together, and Yang Bo's stay in Beijing is quite compact, but in order to make Chen Bilian happy, Yang Bo still took a day to hang out with her, and Xiucai took the lead to be a tour guide.

The streets of Jingshi are more atmospheric than other places, flat and stable, there are bustling people everywhere, even beggars seem to be more than elsewhere, everyone passes through Chongwen Gate under the leadership of Xiucai, and goes to the inner city, Chongwen Gate is full of two-story small buildings, upstairs accommodation, downstairs shops, all kinds of commodities are dazzling, this place can be regarded as one of the most prosperous areas in the Ming Dynasty, Chen Bilian is like a little girl cheering everywhere, her eyes are not enough, and the calf is also smirking while drooling, When he met a candy man, he bit his finger and refused to leave, Yang Bo bought all the straw poles of the candy pinching man, and let the calf carry it by himself, eating as much as he liked.

As soon as Yang Bo turned around, he happened to see Xiucai's disdainful eyes......

"Hillbilly!"

The two of them cursed in their hearts.

Yang Bo also came to Yanjing in his previous life, but only went to a few scenic spots, the deepest impression was the crooked neck tree on the coal mountain, and now he travels through time and space to revisit, but there are some things that are not people's sighs, it turned out that he followed the tour group to watch the flowers, and some of the belly bursts, fires, bean juice, etc. were not authentic, but the rock sugar gourd left a deep impression on him.

"Where are rock sugar gourds sold?" Yang Bo asked Xiucai

"I want it too!" Hearing that they were eating, Chen Bilian and others all came around.

Xiucai opened his mouth, he hadn't seen this kind of thing at all, and he didn't know where it was sold.

"Where's the military headquarters?" Yang Bo asked again

"On Qipan Street, Daming Gate is a hundred steps westward," Xiucai is still very familiar with these.

"Who is the most famous Qingqi person in Jingshi?" Yang Bo asked suddenly

"Qingqiren? Naturally, it was the Yingying girl in the Xiaoxiang Courtyard outside the Xuanwu Gate, she was a Nanban, and she was sold here by traffickers when she was eight years old. The housekeeper's mother saw that she was beautiful and well-behaved, so she allowed her to be a Qingqi'er, and she has been carefully educated for the past four years, teaching everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, because she is young, so she still ...... "Xiucai talked a lot, and then he couldn't go on.

Because Yang Bo and Chen Bilian's faces darkened......

Wait through the rice lane to Daming Gate, Yang Bo finally knows where this is, every tour group must go to the place in the future, go around a few laps, Yang Bo is disappointed, the current scene is really a little shabby, there is a long corridor behind Daming Gate, listen to Xiucai said, after the Chengtian Gate is the noon gate, after the noon gate is the palace, but unfortunately except for some officials wearing civil and military costumes come and go, everyone can not see the situation of the palace.

Xiucai shook his head and introduced: "The outer layer of the imperial city, to the south, is called Daming Gate, and Zhengyang Gate, Yongding Gate opposite, slightly east and north, through the left gate of Gongsheng, to the east is called Chang'an Left Gate......"

Seeing that it was getting late, Xiao Wu asked quietly, "My lord, where are you resting tonight?" ”

Yang Bo thought for a while and said, "Before I came, Master Bi said that where is the South Hall of Matteo Ricci?" Let's go find an inn nearby to stay, and let's go and have a look."

Before Xiao Wu could answer, Xiucai hurriedly said: "My lord, I know where Nantang is, it's near Xuanwu Gate."

Chen Bilian snorted coldly: "Who dares to mention Xuanwumen again, the girl will discount his legs!" ”

At that moment, everyone found a place to rest, Yang Bo originally planned to visit Wen Tiren, and he had written to inform him before coming, but he was worried that he would bring trouble to Wen Tiren by rushing to the door, so he asked Xiucai to take the table clock and gift list to inform him first, and see if Wen Tiren arranged a convenient time to meet him.

Early the next morning, Yang Bo dressed neatly and took Xiao Wu to the military headquarters, and there was nothing to do to report on his work, nothing more than to go to the yellow book of the military department to register, receive documents and letters, and all routine procedures.

When I came to the lobby of the military department, there was a supervisor and a few paperwork shuttling busy, and there were many generals from all over the country dressed in hundreds and thousands of households in the lobby.

After Emperor Chongzhen ascended the throne, the power of the military department became bigger and bigger, and the governor's mansion of the five armies almost became an ornament, and those hundreds of households and thousands of households were honestly waiting on the sidelines, and they didn't even dare to breathe in the atmosphere.

When Yang Bo handed over the paperwork with a hundred taels of silver tickets, the principal quietly put away the silver tickets, rolled over the documents a few times at random, and asked as if he remembered something: "Lushun guerrilla?" ”

When several military attachΓ©s who stood close to each other heard the words Lushun, they all whispered, and the principal glared at him and scolded: "What are you arguing about? ”

Yang Bo hurriedly nodded, but the head of the military department did not speak, waved his hand to let the clerk check the yellow book, turned to Yang Bo and said, "Lord Yang come with me." ”

Yang Bo inexplicably followed the principal to the back hall, and stopped at the door of a small wing room, and the principal said to the side room: "Lord Xing, that guerrilla in Lushun has arrived today."

Yang Bo heard a majestic voice and said, "Please."

After entering the door, it was the waiter of the third grade, Yang Bo did not dare to slack off, and knelt down and bowed: "It turned out that Lord Xing was in person, and Yang Bo had seen the Lord under the guerrilla of Lushun."

That Xing Shilang nodded with satisfaction, as if he was more satisfied with Yang Bo's great salute, but said in his mouth: "Lord Yang doesn't need to be polite, Lord Yang's name has been spread all over the capital a few days ago?" Even Lord Zhang praised him, and the Lord also instructed that if Lord Yang came, let Lord Yang go straight to see him."

So before the dust on Yang Bo's knees could be patted off, he was taken to the second hall by the waiter, and Zhang Fengyi, the secretary of the military department, worked here.

When he got up, Yang Bo saw clearly the appearance of the military department, the supreme leader of the Ming armed forces was just an ordinary old man, about sixty years old, and when he saw Yang Bo, he was affectionate in his words, Yang Bo heard about the deeds of this old man from the Tang newspaper, and the most famous is what this old man once said: "Gongnan people, why worry about thieves?" Thieves rise from the northwest, do not eat rice, thieves and horses do not feed Jiangnan grass. At that time, it spread all over the country, and it became a joke.

But Yang Bo didn't know that this old man was not having a good time some time ago, and he was impeached again and again by Zhou Chunxiu, Yushi Ge Zhengqi, etc., for his incompetence, only to be cowardly, and skillfully to avoid trouble, Zhang Fengyi couldn't hold on, so he resigned, and when Emperor Chongzhen couldn't find a suitable person to replace, he didn't allow it, and when Emperor Chongzhen made up his mind, he happened to encounter the Lushun victory, so he didn't impeach him in the matter and Yushi, and Zhang Fengyi didn't go to the book, and Emperor Chongzhen temporarily pressed this thought.

At that moment, the old man asked about Lushun again, Yang Bo had long remembered that the melon was ripe, so he told the cause and effect of Lushun's victory in detail, but this old man was really a little confused, and often heard the back and forgot the front, so tired that Yang Bo's mouth was dry. About an hour later, the old man said as if he remembered something: "Zhixian entered Beijing this time to report on his work, His Majesty personally promised to see the palace, I have sent someone to pass it on, Zhixian must not be anxious, come and come, and tell the old man again about the side attack on Jinzhou."

After a while, sure enough, two little eunuchs came to pass him, Yang Bo followed the eunuchs for a long time, passing through countless palace gates, the two eunuchs suddenly stopped, Yang Bo couldn't stop for a while, and almost bumped into it.

The eunuch glanced at Yang Bo with some disgust, asked him to wait in place and left, and after a while two more eunuchs came, and they pulled Yang Bo aside and whispered to Yang Bo on the etiquette of an audience for a while.

At this moment, a thick bell rang, and a eunuch said, "Your Majesty will see you in the Jianji Palace, and your Excellency will go here." ”

Yang Bo lay down for a long time according to etiquette before he heard a voice above his head and said gently: "Yang Qing, please get up"

Yang Bo shouted thanks, and just then got up, his eyes didn't dare to look straight ahead, and he lowered his head slightly and said nothing.

"The Jimo battalion is not afraid of hurricanes, forcibly landed to rescue Lushun, and made a great contribution, if I have more loyal people like Yang Qing, why worry about the immortality of the Tartar slaves?"

Yang Bo just wanted to be modest for a few words, but he didn't expect several voices to sound at the same time: "Thanks to Your Majesty's blessing, Fang has made such a great achievement!" ”

Yang Bo was taken aback, raised his head slightly and glanced at it, it turned out that he was not alone in the Jianji Palace, and there were three or four people sitting in front of His Majesty.

Emperor Chongzhen's voice rang out: "Then it depends on Yang Qing to fight hard to kill the slaves, come on, give Yang Qing a seat"

Yang Bo thanked him, carefully put half of his buttocks, and then looked up at the situation in the hall, a first-class member in his left hand, saw him looking over, nodded at him slightly, Yang Bo's heart moved, it is estimated that this person is Wen Tiren,

The six books are just two grades, and Wen Tiren is the first assistant of the cabinet and the young master, the prince and the prince, the secretary of the ministry and the scholar of the Jianji Palace, which can be described as a very popular minister.

On the right hand side, a civil official is in the second grade of clothing, I don't know which one is the book, and there are a few officials who look like the imperial history in the next head, Yang Bo quickly glanced at Emperor Chongzhen on the dragon chair, he looked younger than himself, his face was a little pale, Yang Bo was a little short-sighted, and he couldn't see the details on his face clearly, but he could feel that the atmosphere in the hall was quite relaxed.

Emperor Chongzhen said: "According to the Ministry of War and those imperial history echoes, Lushun has captured far more Tatar slaves than these, I heard that there are many corpses under the city that are rotting, innumerable, Yang Qing can be described as an honest person." ”

Yang Bo felt that the eyes in the hall were gathered on him, he raised his head slightly, and happened to meet the eyes of Emperor Chongzhen, Yang Bo said honestly: "The villain does not dare to take credit, these are the governor's strategy, the rescue grace of the prison army and the soldiers under his command to kill the enemy."

Emperor Chongzhen laughed a few times, seemed to be quite satisfied with Yang Bo's answer, and said softly at the moment: "Yang Qing also has credit, there is no need to be too humble, Yang Qing will sit down for the time being, I still have something to ask you in a while." ”

Yang Bo hurriedly nodded and thanked him, he didn't know that Chongzhen was satisfied just by looking at his appearance, Yang Bo was one meter seven or eight tall, plus he had led the troops for a long time, and he had a kind of majesty on his body, which seemed to meet the standard of a brave general in Emperor Chongzhen's mind.

At that moment, he cleared his throat with his right hand and said: "Your Majesty, the minister just said that there are three major diseases in the imperial court, one of which is to select people by subject, filial piety and Yao Shun are the same, benevolence and righteousness are in line with Confucius and Mencius; and political affairs, they are greedy and cool, and what they said is empty on paper. When he was in kindergarten, his father taught him that reading could make him rich. Therefore, progress stops knowing the glory of the body, who thinks more about the way to the people of Jun Ze......"

Yang Bo nodded secretly on the side, this person is right, those student articles are full of flowers, full of worries about the country and the people, what is the reality?

Then he said, "...... At the beginning of the founding of the country, Feng Jian was appointed as the capital; Gongshi Pengyou trusted the government; Xiucai once gave a great degree of Shangshu, how can there be any restrictions on qualifications? By the time of Jiajing, it was still used in three ways, but now there is only one way left for the scholars, the history of the classics stops at the history, and the tributes stop at the tributes, these people know that the future is hopeless, and they are greedy, and they are not greedy, and they would rather take more? The people of the world, all of whom are friends with them, are refined into one breath, mingle together, run rampant Mo Zhi, let go of Mo Zhi, take what they take, and fulfill their requests. And the officials are not greedy, and the officials are not dirty? ”

When Yang Bo heard this, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked at Wen Tiren thoughtfully, Wen Tiren was expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This person who is gentle and benevolent in the matter? Could it be that Wen Tiren is ready to use the excuse of his friends to attack the resumption of the society? (To be continued.) )