Luo Jian paced back and forth. carefully calculated how much of what Zheng Yunming said was true, and how much was a deeply buried scheme. But with his limited knowledge, he knows almost nothing about Nanyang. But the truth of human affection is always correct, Zhao Fan no longer poses any threat to Zheng Yunming, why did Zheng Yunming make up such a big set of lies to frame him?

He decided to take that risk.

"What the officials said, I don't see the possibility of success at present." Luo Jian said to Zhao Fan: "But you might as well listen to the words of the officials, after all, we don't have anything else to do in such a wild place." ”

Zhao Fan nodded, if he was allowed to stay in Fuzhou and blow the sea breeze in a daze every day, and let the heroes grow old, even he himself could not imagine it.

Rather than this, it is better to try to implement this absurd plan as a spiritual sustenance.

"The Nanyang matter has all been entrusted to the system. Later, I will write to Lin'an and ask a few people to work under the system. Zheng Yunming bowed down and bowed: "If we can reverse the fortunes of the country, the merits written in the history of the future will be much more brilliant than those of my generation in Jinghu." ”

But in the history of Nanyang thousands of years later, what kind of face will Zhao Fan appear?

The avenue of Zaoyang was crowded with people slowly moving towards the north, including men and women in the prime of life, the old and weak, and children, carrying the only remaining belongings on their backs, dragging their tired steps and struggling to march.

The Mongol cavalry watched over the crowd on both sides of the road, and if they saw someone walking a little slowly, they would be flogged if they rushed into the crowd. In the ravages of Hu Qi's whips and horses' hooves, people continued to die on the side of the road, becoming the companions of hundreds of thousands of white bones outside Zaoyang City.

They were the people of Dengzhou, Tangzhou, and Junzhou, who were to be resettled north to the north of Luoyang, and were occupied as slaves by the Mongol generals who had made meritorious contributions to the south, and never again became free men.

On the wilderness not far from the official road, a huge dome rises from the ground, the dome is covered by a huge golden dome, and the sunlight shines on it, so that the soldiers in the distance look at it from afar and have a little awe in their hearts.

"In the autumn of the Year of the Dog, the Great Khan sent the third son of the Khan, Qu Chu, the king, to select warriors and conquer the Song Kingdom in the south.

The clerk wrote down on the parchment in the words of the vulture, and sat down on a gilded chair, smiling as he looked down and wrote.

"This time to conquer the south, the generals and your warriors have done a good job, anyone who has contributed to the Great Khan's battle, the Great Khan will remember his merits, gold, slaves or cattle and horses, you will get as much as you want."

He raised the golden cup in his hand: "Today we will drink happily, wait for the next autumn, and continue to attack the Sinan Si people!" ”

The generals in the tent raised their wine glasses one after another: "The prince is in good health, and the immortal heaven blesses Wokotai Hehan!" ”

Qu Chu drank all the mare's milk wine in the cup, wiped his beard and said, "Tell me any stories about this southern expedition." ”

A general in the seat sneered: "The most interesting story of this southern expedition is that Shi Tianze attacked an empty stockade with almost no people, but he couldn't defeat it." ”

The general who spoke was tall. The face is exquisite, and under the two thick eyebrows is a pair of tiger eyes, which is Liu Wei of Pingyang Xuande and other places. Although he and Shi Tianze are both ten thousand households in Hebei, Shandong, they have never been harmonious, and they will fight openly and secretly when they have the opportunity.

Shi Tianze's face turned red, slapped it fiercely on the desk, and said in a deep voice: "Needless to say, when the expedition is made in the autumn of tomorrow, Shi will go again, and he must bury this cottage of the Song people, regardless of age or age, alive!" ”

Liu Weiha smiled: "When you go down to Jinghu again, people may not still be waiting for you in this place, besides, after suffering this big loss, have you ever known who the other party really is?" ”

Qu Chu was also curious: "There are such warriors in the Sinan Siren army, and I also want to know his name." ”

Shi Tianze gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "According to the confession of the Song people who caught, the owner of this cottage will be the head of the Song people's camp, his name is Zheng Yunming, and the son in front of him once rushed to a place only a few dozen steps away from him, but he didn't see his true face."

Qu Chu thought for a while, and asked Tath under the seat, "Is it Zheng Yunming that you met in that big village by the river?" ”

Tath stood up, bowed down and replied: "It's this person, Tai Tuosi didn't take the time to ask in person, and the other party also claimed to be Zheng Yunming, the head of Yingtian." ”

Qu turned his head and asked, "Hao Jing, what kind of official is the head of Yingtian?" ”

Standing on one side, the short figure and clear face are the famous northern Confucian Hao Jing. On this expedition to the south, Zhang Rou was recommended by the Mongolian prince Kublai Khan to go south with the army to give advice to the army and sort out the household registration. At this time, although the Mongols had been entrenched in the Central Plains for 20 years, they still despised the Confucian scholars who wrote and read, and in order to win the favor of the Mongolian nobles, Hao Jing racked his brains to show his erudition, and he immediately said: "The head of the camp is an official in charge of farming in the Southern Dynasty. The southerners often play this kind of trick, obviously a general who leads the troops to fight but pretends to be a Daru Huachi who is in charge of the people, just to avoid the edge of our army and seek a breath to survive, and the king doesn't have to care too much. ”

Qu Chu nodded, and asked again: "Who is this Zheng Yunming, do you know his name?" ”

Hao Jing bowed down and said: "I haven't had time to report this matter to the king, this Zheng Yunming is the general of the Song people who led the army to suppress when the righteous soldiers in Xiangyang City revolted. ”

He took out a slip of paper full of fly-headed letters and read: "Zheng Yunming, it is said that he is the son of the prime minister of the Southern Dynasty, who came to Jinghu a year ago and began training the army soon after. This person is quick-witted, decisive and neat, and has the demeanor of a general. Its army was highly disciplined, and its combat effectiveness was not inferior to that of any southern army in Jinghu. Zheng Yunming's men were fond of using gunpowder weapons, especially a tubular gunpowder weapon capable of firing stones, with the help of which his army was better at defending the city than any of the southern armies in Jinghu. ”

"Although this person is young, he is decisive in killing, and he is also very low-key, without the high-flying and domineering of a noble child. However, he is suspicious and impatient, and after being stimulated, he will fall into a frenzy and cannot take charge. Although he has many talented people, once Zheng Yunming is unable to take charge, no one can perfectly replace him in commanding the army. ”

"This is the analysis about Zheng Yunming just sent by the jackal lurking in Jinghu."

Qu Chu pondered for a while with his wine glass, then looked up and smiled at Tath, "Tath, do you remember the fox hunting on the grassland?" ”

When all the Mongolian nobles were young, they had to join Genghis Khan's Su Guard, and in addition to their daily guard missions, they often mingled together, drinking, singing, hunting, cultivating their feelings with each other, and avoiding conflicts after the future separation.

Tath also laughed: "The fox on the prairie is too cunning, always watching every subtle movement of the hunter, with his ears propped up, even the slightest sound of the hunter from a few miles away, and several hidden nests have been prepared, and once you get close, you will immediately switch to other nests." ”

Qu Chu smiled and said, "But no matter how cunning the fox is, it can't escape the pursuit of a good hunter after all." ”

"No matter how cunning Zheng Yunming is, after all, he is just a fox of Sinan Si people here." When Qu said it, his expression was as happy as if he was a hunting ground: "The fox that only hides everywhere in the cave will one day be driven out by the hounds and take his life by the men of the grassland." ”

He stood up, raised the golden cup and looked at the people under the tent: "You are the hounds of the Great Khan. ”

"Now that the horses are thin and the soldiers are tired, don't be anxious, let's collect the troops and go back to the north. In the next autumn, the army went south to conquer the Sinan Si people, and carried out a beautiful hunt in Xiangyang, cut off Zheng Yunming's head, and dedicated it to the Great Khan on the grassland! ”

Shi Tianze stood up, covered his chest with his hand and said, "At that time, please let me be the vanguard, and I will definitely personally present Zheng Yunming, a cunning fox, to His Royal Highness Qu Chu!" ”

All the generals stood up together and shouted in unison: "Next autumn, follow the king to Xiangyang to hunt foxes!" ”

Qu Chu Ha Lu laughed and said loudly: "I can't wait for the next autumn to come as soon as possible!" ”

Zheng Yunming, who was being remembered by the Mongols, stood outside the door at this time and probed his brain, like a fox.

Lai Ruyue was wiping the short sword she was carrying while wearing her coat, and when she saw Zheng Yunming standing outside the house with a sneaky appearance, she snorted and chuckled, raised her voice and shouted: "Don't wander around outside like a tanuki, come in!" ”

Zheng Yunming walked in and scratched his scalp embarrassedly: "I just came to see how you recovered, nothing else." ”

Lai Ruyue tilted her head and smiled: "You come here three times a day, and you secretly look outside, don't you know how I recovered?" ”

"Maybe you're recovering a little better today than you were yesterday, I just want to come and see." In front of Lai Ruyue, Zheng Yunming seemed to have become a child who had just entered the school.

Ruyue put down her saber and said, "I have something to tell you." ”

Zheng Yunming asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Shiro is fourteen years old in a blink of an eye, and he has won the first few times he has broken the enemy, but when people record his credit, he can only record Han Si when he asks for his name. This time, the promotion of the envoy is going to make up for the military attache class, so he has to be given a serious name. Lai Ruyue spoke eloquently, as if she was talking about her own children.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time." Zheng Yunming turned his head and shouted outside the door: "Shiro, get pen and ink!" ”

After a while, Han Shilang walked in with the four treasures of the study.

Zheng Yunming stood still, and wrote the word "Feng" on the paper.

He picked up the paper and handed it to Han Shiro, who held it in both hands.

"The world has been tired for a long time, and what is needed is the courage to move forward." Zheng Yunming patted Han Shilang on the shoulder: "Name you Han Feng, the word is broken." I hope that your generation will be able to cut through the dark and decaying reality with the sharpness of young people, and create a new situation for the country and the people of the world. ”