25 votes have arrived, add more as promised, and then beg for a monthly pass, cry for a monthly pass, and roll all over the ground for a monthly pass!

Lin'an City, outside the East Gate.

In the midst of the shouts, a group of non-commissioned officers of the Sanya, who were not in good clothes and armor and were not fully armed, were counting the points in the whole team.

Wang Jian looked at them, his face was already blue and about to turn black. Where is the number of 3000 here? The top sky is 1500! And none of them can be used! For none of these soldiers were armoured, and none of them carried bows and crossbows. What are you doing with a short spear without armor or a bow or crossbow? If the thief had a few archers, the 1,500 would have to be crushed.

Part-time soldiers from all walks of life in Lin'an have finished the team, some of them are eager to try, some are worried, but more of them have an anxious expression. The big guys are all "cameos" as soldiers, and everyone has a mess in their house! -Excellent-Excellent-Small-Say-More-New-Most-Fast-WWW.UUXS.CC-

Why is there a mess in the East Side? Of course, this demon sect's chaos will not succeed, most of them will disperse in a hurry as soon as the soldiers arrive! But the subsequent martial law and manhunt can't be completed in a day or two, how much will it be delayed?

The current Huizi is hairy, and the prices in Lin'an are expensive, but no one can support the family with a few salaries! Thinking of this, some people wanted to sneak away quietly, but when they saw the murderous men with hundreds of helmets and armor around Wang Jian, no one could move their steps. The idea of slipping away was forced down...... It's just to slip away, and wait until it's dark!

"Daddy, the team has been sorted out, there are 1,553 people, belonging to 18 departments and 90 teams, and now they are temporarily organized into 5 teams, all of which are spear teams. There are no bows, crossbows, knives, and shields. ”

Wang Yan came sweating profusely and reported that this Wang Yanei's dispatch was a doctor of martial arts, but he had not yet taken office - the transfer of martial arts to the jurisdiction of the Privy Council encountered some resistance. It turns out that none of the martial arts students in martial arts are happy. Martial arts are under the supervision of the country, and the martial arts students are scholars. The status is equivalent to that of a student. If martial arts are under the control of the Privy Council, and military attaches are to be recruited, then the martial arts students are martial artists (it's really strange enough, the martial arts students of the Song Dynasty were actually literati), what a shame!

Therefore, during this period of time, the martial arts students have been making trouble again, and the Tai students who are of higher grades than the martial arts students have also joined the coaxing, one meeting will write against the martial arts to produce martial artists, and the other will write against the martial arts students entering the Taixue -- both the Tai students and the martial arts students have the opportunity to become officials. However, the opportunities are limited after all, and martial arts students originally wanted to be military attaches (they would not lead troops, but would find opportunities to transfer documents), and they did not occupy the qualifications of too many students to be civil officials. If a martial arts student enters Taixue and becomes a Taixue, won't the original Taixue have fewer opportunities to become officials?

Therefore, the matter of martial arts reform was delayed, and Wang Yan did not have the ability to give a class to a martial arts literati, so he followed his father to mess around.

"Daddy, do you want to go?" Wang Yan saw that the old man was speechless, and asked with some concern.

"Go? To die? Wang Jian glanced at his son angrily, "You quickly take someone to the barracks in Dongbianmen to borrow some armor and bows...... Don't go yet! ”

"Daddy. This is not Hezhou...... Wang Yan didn't move at all, but said with a bitter face, "The three soldiers and all the armies are directly under the control of the Privy Council. Without a general order issued by the Privy Council, not a single soldier of the Sanyaguan Army can be transferred, and not a single piece of armor can be removed! ”

"This, this, this...... Someone is going to rebel! Wang Jian blew his beard and glared and said, "Go, go, take a certain family's order!" ”

Wang Yan stomped his feet, could only make a promise, and turned his head and ordered a few personal soldiers to borrow armor and equipment. However, armor and equipment will definitely not be borrowed - this is Lin'an at the feet of the Son of Heaven, not Hezhou at the foot of the former enemy. All kinds of rules are dead! Not to mention that there are people gathering, but that there is a fire in the city. Without an order from the Privy Council, the Sanya Army could not come out to put out the fire. Unless the fire reaches the barracks (which is true).

And Wang Jian's order to borrow an armor and equipment was indeed a big mistake. He has fought with the Mongols all his life, and the generals he has seen, whether it is the Mongols, the Song army, or the militias of Sichuan and Jinghu, are more elite than these Sanya soldiers! So he really couldn't believe that there was a more wasteful waste in the world than the three Yajun in Lin'an.

In fact, the Lin'an Ming Sect, which is gathering people, is a waste wood that is more wasteful than the soldiers of the Sanya. It is an unorganized, untrained, unarmed three-no-rebel, a rabble within a rabble! If Wang Jian could rush over with his 1,600 rabble murderously, most of those Ming Sect disciples would have dispersed.

It's a pity that the old general has been fighting hard with the world's first-class strong enemy in the first-class strong soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty all his life, and he really can't understand the realm of the rabble!

……

Wang Jian did not understand the rabble. In the same way, Emperor Li Zong could not understand the realm of a Han nationalist warlord.

North Neydeshou Palace, inside the stone boat on the small West Lake, a few cups of tea have been brought up by the palace maids. The fragrant aroma floats in this carved stone boat.

Emperor Lizong wore a moon-white Confucian robe, did not wear a hat, and sat on the throne leisurely. also urged the real golden prince and Hao Jing to be crowned widely. The old emperor looked easy-going, where would Zhenjin and Hao Jing refute his face, they also pretended to be scholars, just sitting there and chatting and laughing with Emperor Lizong. Chen Dexing, Wen Tianxiang, Jiang Wanli, as well as Dou Mo and Zhao Fu on the Mongolian side, could only sit in full robes.

It turns out that today's banquet is nominally for the real golden prince! Chen Dexing is just a guest - in fact, this is not to despise him, after all, he is just a courtier, and his official rank is not too high.

Zhao Lin'er, the princess of Shengguo, is also in the stone boat, still dressed as an internal servant, and she can be so pink and tender, and she doesn't look at any real golden prince, but just looks at Chen Dexing fixedly. A pair of big watery eyes were foggy, as if they were choking with tears.

She already knew that her father was determined to marry her to the real golden prince! Today's banquet is for the real golden prince to show his skills to make up for the shortcomings in his appearance. But Lori's thoughts are different from the old man's, how can a Mongolian with a big cake face and triangular eyes be compared with the dignified Chen Dexing?

Besides, no matter how civil and military the real golden prince is, he can't change the fact that his uncle Meng Ge Khan was killed by Chen Dexing in Tuochang, south of Sichuan!

Chen Dexing also ignored the official family and real gold who were discussing what poems, anyway, he didn't know how to compose poems, although there were a few popular masterpieces in his memory, but he was embarrassed to take them out and offer them ugly. It's just that he is flirting with Zhao Lin'er - he took the risk of bringing 3,000 people into the industry this time, saying that he wanted to sabotage the Mengsong Peace Conference, but in fact, at least half of the reason was for Zhao Lin'er.

How can such a cute Lori marry a little tartar like real gold? If you want to marry, you can only marry a Han nationalist warlord like Chen Dexing, who has ideals, ambitions, an army, and ambitions!

When Emperor Lizong and Prince Zhenjin were talking, they had been peeking at Chen Dexing and Zhao Lin'er, and when they saw that the two of them were eyebrows, they coughed and got to the point: "Now that the north and the south are harmonious, the world is about to be peaceful, and the prince is thousands of miles away, coming from the north." I am very happy, set up a banquet on the lake stone boat, but there is a banquet without poetry, it is difficult to show my Jiangnan elegance, you might as well improvise poems, in order to welcome guests? ”

As soon as Emperor Lizong's proposal came out, everyone naturally had to express their approval according to the situation, even Chen Dexing, who could not compose poetry. In the midst of what seemed to be a spring breeze, Emperor Lizong twisted his beard and smiled: "As for the topic, let me come up with it." The real golden prince is from the north, why don't you use the scenery of the north as the theme? ”

Prince Zhenjin stood up: "Your Majesty, it's better for Prince Ben to come first." ”

Emperor Lizong smiled and pressed his hand weakly, motioning for him to sit down: "This is very good, the prince's name, I have heard of it in Jiangnan, and I happened to see it today." ”

The real golden prince sat down, pretended to brew for a while, and opened his mouth to say: "This prince grew up in Yandi since he was a child, so let's show the scenery of this prince in Yandi's mansion with a poem." He shook his head and said, "The hill curves to reflect the corridor, don't hide in the depths one day." The characters are still like Jin, and they are as elegant as Tang.

The red brocade is surrounded by a soft spring breeze, and the ground is full of green and clear days. After sitting for a long time and forgetting the taste of the world, Biyun is happy to fly. ”

Emperor Lizong clapped his hands: "Good! A good character is still like Jin, and his clothes are elegant and still like Tang ...... Yandi does not belong to China for several or four hundred years, and I don't want to have the legacy of the Jin and Tang dynasties. ”

Chen Dexing didn't know much about poetry, but he felt that the poems of the real golden prince rhymed and catchy, while Wen Tianxiang and Jiang Wanli, who knew how to do things, changed their faces slightly. I'm afraid it's hard for them to make such poems! I didn't expect a Mongolian prince to have such a poetic talent!

Moreover, such a good sentence will soon spread all over the streets and alleys of Lin'an, and everyone will know that Yandi still has the romance of Jin, and the elegance of Tang, which is by no means a hell ravaged by barbarians......

"Your Majesty's words are wrong!" Hao Jing stood up suddenly at this time, glanced at Chen Dexing coldly, and then bowed to Li Zong: "The land of Yanyun, when does it not belong to China?" ”

Li Zong was stunned, not knowing what to say. Hao Jing said to himself: "Those who enter China are China's, and those who enter China are Yidi." Although the Khitan and Jurchen originated in the northern part of the Saiwai Desert, they all admired Chinese culture, and the Khitan entered Yanyun, and the Jurchen entered the Central Plains into China. For 400 years, Yandi has not been the land of China for a long time. Nowadays, our Great Mongolia is even more virtuous in the Central Plains, and the people of the Central Plains are all supportive. After the peace talks, the Northern Mongolia and the Southern Song Dynasty were all Chinese, and all Mongolians, Semu, and Han people were all Chinese. ”

Emperor Lizong smiled and nodded, half-turned, and said to Chen Dexing: "What Mr. Hao said is the right reason, the north and the south are originally one family, and it is good to live in harmony and form an alliance forever." Chen Qing, the poem of the real golden prince has been done, although you are a military general, but you are also from a scholarly family, it is better to write a poem to welcome the prince to the south. (To be continued) R580