The rain in Litian City, falling and stopping, stopping and falling, is quite a kind of weather in the rainy season;

And on this day,

It is the day of the funeral of Mrs. Jingnanhou.

There is no special office for most of them, and in the official face, it even seems a little too simple.

However, this kind of "quietness" is only reflected in the official face, and it does not mean that there is little movement.

There was no advance notice, no organization and notification, but on the streets of Litian City, wherever the funeral procession would pass, residents and merchants spontaneously placed incense tables in front of their homes in advance.

When the funeral procession dressed in white filial piety clothes passed by, the people on both sides of the street began to light candles and burn paper money, and the whole family knelt down.

Someone was crying, and then slowly, a lot of people started crying.

How many years later, if Dayan is still orthodox, historians or local chronicles may record today's scene like this, which is generally how gentle and virtuous Mrs. Jingnan Hou is, how much she loves the people like a son, and strengthens the ethnic integration between Yan and Jin;

When he died, the people of Jindi took the initiative to treat his funeral, and the cry fluttered for dozens of miles, which was moving.

But in fact, the vast majority of the people in Litian City may not be pretending to cry, but it is not because of sadness, but the anxiety and anxiety that are entrenched in their hearts will dissipate with this funeral............ Tears of joy.

The previous depression made the whole city breathless, they were all worried about how the Yan people would retaliate, and they were also afraid that the Yan people's Nanhou would do something angry and angry.

When people have been suppressed for a long time, once released, it is natural for emotions to get out of control.

After the funeral, the funeral, and the coffin, in the eyes of the vast majority of people, things are developing on the road they should go, and this is a good thing.

Everyone's life can go on as usual.

On the day of the funeral, the Jingnan army, which had just returned from the expedition, also rushed to Litian City, and the flying dust and sand interpreted the hardships of their return from a long march.

It's just that the dust seems to have settled.

The four commanders of the Jingnan Army on the expedition personally dismounted, stepped forward to carry the coffin, and sent their master mother on the last journey, while the rest of the armor soldiers who still carried the evil spirit that had not retreated raised their sabers in their hands and lined up all the way out of the city.

The Marquise, who went up the mountain to pray for the Marquis, was deeply worried, triggered a heart disease, and died.

This is a statement to the outside world, and it is not clear how many people can believe it, and there is no need to be clear.

The fire on Tianhu Mountain burned intermittently for two days, and no one dared to count how many Taoist priests died.

At this time, too many things have happened, and most people can only sway down with the tide, and they can't care about other things.

Interestingly, a large group of messengers who were originally sent by their own sons to congratulate and give gifts for the Marquis of Jingnan were all in time to participate in this funeral.

And the huge earthquake that seemed to be about to set off a thousand waves,

After doing enough of the posture that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings,

But in an extremely strange attitude, it disappears into invisibility.

Like the weather in the realm of Litian City at this time,

Sometimes the sky is clear and sometimes it rains heavily, which is unpredictable.

………

Night

Inside the inn,

Zheng Fan, whose left arm was still tied with a white veil, silently drank the tea in front of him, and outside the door, a person walked in, and after the visitor came in, he bowed down to Zheng Fan and said apologetically:

"The slave is late, let Lord Zheng wait for a long time, and I hope Lord Zheng will forgive his sins."

Zheng Fan nodded and didn't speak.

Gonggong Zhang sat down cautiously in front of Zheng Fan, reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all in one go, and poured another cup, then sighed and said:

"There are so many things going on today."

Zheng Fan put the teacup in his hand on the table, he was in a bad mood today, so he was too lazy to flatter and be polite.

Father-in-law Zhang had to sigh a little in his heart, thinking that the person in front of him saved His Highness at all costs, as if climbing a high branch, not to mention His Highness, to himself, is also respectful, now, the wings are hard, hehe.

Of course, Gonggong Zhang also knows that Zheng Fan does have hard capital, aside from the fact that Jingnanhou values him, this Zheng Fan himself is also angry, and his military exploits are not young or old, this kind of powerful and talented person, as long as he is given a chance, it is difficult not to rise up.

On the other hand, his own master, in the past six months, has been cut and beaten by His Majesty, and the wings on the bright face have been shaved to seventy-seven or eighty-eight, putting aside the little bit of old foundation that is still left, the opportunity of his own master can be said to be in stark contrast to the Zheng Chengshou in front of him.

"Lord Zheng, my Royal Highness, but I miss Lord Zheng very much."

"Ahem........."

Zheng Fan felt that he seemed to have a cold, it stands to reason that his physical fitness should be very good, as a martial artist, it would be too embarrassing if you can't improve your physical fitness.

It's just that it was a half-year expedition first, and then a long journey back to Litian City, and his body was a little overdrawn, and it was normal to encounter this damn ghost weather and get caught with the cold.

"I also want Your Highness to think about it tightly, Grandpa Zhang, how has Your Highness been doing lately?"

"It's not good."

"Oh."

"Lord Zheng, now my master can't help Lord Zheng with anything."

In the past, when you first started up, you sent castles, sent food, sent war horses, and sent ordnance, but now, under the advantages of one and the other, no matter how much you want to let the six highnesses go down for blood transfusion, you can't squeeze anything.

"I'm doing well now, please tell Your Highness to your father-in-law, don't worry about me."

"I think Your Highness should be very happy to hear this."

"Father-in-law Zhang, can you tell me the truth, I'm sorry, I've been in a bad mood lately, and I'm not feeling well, and you don't have to talk weirdly, it's boring."

"Forehead ........." Zhang Gonggong.

"I'm a person who still recognizes people's feelings, and His Royal Highness the Sixth also knows this, so there's no need for you to be tempted here, father-in-law."

"It's the slave Meng Lang."

Father-in-law Zhang got up to plead guilty, but he heard it in his heart, and the person in front of him had obviously put himself in the same position as his master.

"Get down to business."

"Okay, Lord Zheng, this time with the minions, there are hundreds of shopkeeper caravan leaders."

"So much?"

"It's all from the hometown, after the household department took over the business of my Royal Highness, some of them were squeezed out, but most of them were directly picked by themselves, they were all their own families, and Lord Zheng could use them with confidence."

"Okay."

Talent is rare, Shengle City that place, even if the implementation of quality education now, that is also for the future development planning, at present, still need this kind of real business and management talents, in order to put everything into operation, think that this group of people to Shengle, will certainly play a great role.

"In addition, there is one more thing, Lord Zheng should know in advance."

"What?"

"The crown prince will be married in the autumn."

"The county lord of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei?"

"Exactly."

Zheng Fan nodded, this is what everyone knows, but now it is on the agenda, and it won't be long after counting the days.

"In addition, the general of the eldest prince led the Zhenbei army of the two towns to change their guards on the way to send their relatives."

"In exchange for the Forbidden Army?"

"Yes."

When the Three Kingdoms War began, the eldest prince Ji Wujiang led nearly 100,000 forbidden troops to reinforce Beifeng County, and now, it is equivalent to leaving the forbidden army in the north and bringing back 100,000 Zhenbei troops himself.

What is the quality of the forbidden army, everyone who is a soldier knows that this is undoubtedly a kind of blood exchange, but to a certain extent, this is the dowry of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion.

Collecting the border army to enrich Jingzhong is a good move.

In this way, the original 300,000 Zhenbei Army, after a big war, first lost a lot, even if it quickly replenished new soldiers, but in the north of the new place, Li Bao was stationed in Quhe City, and it was originally a town separated from the six towns of the Zhenbei Army, and this time the prince led 100,000 to change the defense to Yanjing, which means that the original 300,000 Zhenbei Army has been dismantled.

You must know that although the Qianguo court began to liquidate and squeeze the problems of empty salaries and army water injection, it still mainly used soft means, because the vested interest strata that can serve as generals of the forbidden army in Beijing themselves have an extremely close relationship with the court, and can even be said to be a force of their own.

Both sides actually discovered the problem of the forbidden army's combat effectiveness in the war, and Emperor Yan directly threw the Jingzhong forbidden army to Beifeng County to eat sand for exercise.

"Your Majesty, it's really willing."

Zheng Fan said with emotion.

Zhenbei Hou is reluctant or not, in fact, it doesn't matter, according to the relationship between Zhenbei Hou and His Majesty, the brothers are so good that they can wear a pair of pants, and this time it is the daughter who is married, and it is reasonable to give 100,000 iron horses as a dowry.

It is conceivable that the county lord will be one of the most powerful princesses in history, and anyone who has 100,000 dowry Zhenbei troops by his side will not be able to keep a low profile.

At the same time, this is also the prince's wife's family, whether in ancient or modern times, it is commonplace to conclude an alliance between the two forces in the name of husband and wife.

The rest of the emperors were all bent on preventing the excessive development of the prince's power, for fear of becoming the emperor directly, but Emperor Yan was really free and easy, and directly gave the prince military power, and he was still in this Gyeonggi land.

"Lord Zheng, what His Royal Highness of my family means is that in Jingzhong, it may be more and more difficult for him to stay."

This is pumped by his own emperor Lao Tzu every once in a while, push the mother's grave today, take away your concubine tomorrow, throw your face on the ground, step on it happily, and step on it if you are unhappy, this kind of day is simply not a human life.

"Your Highness wants to go out of Beijing?" Zheng Fan asked.

Isn't this looking for death?

And if Xiao Liuzi told his father that he would come to Shengle City to find himself and contribute to the country's borders,

Believe it or not, Emperor Lao Tzu cleaned up with himself?

"Your Highness wants to ask Your Majesty for a county order under Tiancheng County."

"Oh, that's fine."

Tiancheng County is considered the land of Gyeonggi in a broad sense, and if it is not under the nose of Emperor Yan, Xiao Liuzi can also take a breath when he goes out in this way, of course, whether he can make it depends on Emperor Yan's intentions.

"The last thing is that the slave asked Master Zheng on behalf of my master, when the slave came, the master didn't give instructions, but the slave felt that when he went back, the master would definitely ask."

"Just ask."

"Master Zheng thinks that this incident is over like this?"

Zheng Fan shook his head,

Road:

"I don't know."

There are some things that can be hidden from the people, but they can't be hidden from the real elite.

The identity of Mrs. Jingnanhou, the death of the prince in the palace, even if it is hidden tightly, but it can't hide the eyes and ears of those who have a heart, what should be known, will still know.

Zheng Fan actually had a feeling in his heart, that is, this time, Jingnanhou turned white overnight, and even said the word "Jingnan" to himself;

Finally, it returns to this kind of peace in the form of funeral treatment.

No matter what, I felt that the attitude that Jing Nanhou showed in front of him before was a little excessive.

Maybe others don't feel this way, because in front of the mourning hall that day, there were two people, Jing Nanhou, himself and Jingnanhou, which is the feeling that belongs to Zheng Fan, a person who has "experienced it firsthand".

To put it bluntly, even if Xiao Liuzi sits in front of him and talks to himself about this, Zheng Fan may not really tell him everything, let alone rely on the Zhang Gonggong in front of him to pass the word.

In terms of intimacy, a little scumbag, Zheng Fan still feels that he is closer to Tian Wujing.

"Okay, the slave understands, the slave will retire and leave for Beijing tomorrow, here, I wish Lord Zheng a smooth and safe life."

After speaking, Gonggong Zhang left, and the link of the spy connection was also over.

Ah Ming, who was outside the door, walked in and said:

"How's the conversation?"

Zheng Fan shook his head, "Talked about some nonsense, okay, go back, drink some ginger soup and sleep." ”

"Lord, the blind man has not yet arrived, could something have happened on the way?"

"He can take care of himself, I am very relieved that anyone will have an accident, and the probability of him having an accident is always the lowest."

Zheng Fan didn't live in the barracks, first, he didn't bring troops, and secondly, Zheng Fan didn't like the barracks environment, but he lived in the Hou Mansion, which was not suitable at this time, Zheng Fan simply rented two rooms in a restaurant inn not far from the Hou Mansion, which was also convenient for Tian Wujing to call himself in case of something, although since returning from Tianhu Mountain that day, Tian Wujing had not shown up, nor had he called himself.

But Zheng Fan is a celebrity in front of Hou Ye, and a celebrity should have the basic treatment of a celebrity, like this kind of unruly thing, even the military discipline officer of the Jingnan Army, who is known for his iron-faced selflessness, deliberately turns a blind eye to this.

It's just that as soon as Zheng Fan and Ah Ming walked to the door of the inn, they saw two columns of armor soldiers lined up at the door of the inn.

When Zheng Fan walked in, he saw a herald lieutenant standing in the center of the inn lobby, and a general in his early thirties was standing next to him.

Seeing Zheng Fan come in, the herald lieutenant raised the military token in his hand, which is the token of the Marquis of Jingnan.

"Master Hou has an order, and Shengle City guards Zheng Fan to listen to the order!"

Zheng Fan immediately knelt down on one knee, and Ah Ming behind him also knelt down.

"Shengle City guards Zheng Fan, expeditions to the snow field, repeatedly made military exploits, since ancient times, must be punished, merit must be rewarded, in order to correct the hearts of the people, establish the heart of the army.

It is specially mentioned that Zheng Fan Shengle City is guarded as General Shengle, and Li Yiyong's 5,000 Jin battalions are transferred north to Shengle, and they are transferred under the command of General Shengle to guard against border troubles! ”

For more than ten years, in the Jingnan Army, it is basically the Yiyan Hall of the Marquis of Jingnan, and the matter of rewards and punishments is decided by the Marquis of Jingnan, even if it is this kind of promotion, and then go to the military department of the imperial court to go through a procedure.

In this regard, the Jingnan army has long been surprised.

In other words, if there was no such decision-making power and autonomy, Tian Wujing would not have been able to bring out such a strong army in the world that was not inferior to the Zhenbei Army in more than ten years.

Of course, it is now the king's attention, and if it is turned over in the future, it will inevitably be taken out again as evidence that the Marquis of Jingnan is harboring misfortune and has no king's mind.

General Sheng Le?

This is a direct upgrade to his own rank, which is somewhat similar to the meaning of a guerrilla general, but because he has his own territory and defense area, he is actually half a head higher than the average guerrilla general.

Of course, Zheng Fan doesn't care much about official positions or not, what he really cares about is the 5,000-kilogram Jin military camp.

In addition to those who died in battle, those who were alive were reduced to a rout, and some of them entered the land of Gyeonggi or entered the Situ family, and some of them were used as slaves to do labor, and some of them were known as junjie, and those with good quality were incorporated into the servant army.

Five thousand soldiers and horses were selected by the Jingnan Army, and this quality will definitely not be bad, after all, the quality of the Three Jin knights themselves is actually not bad.

At this time, the general who was standing next to him knelt down on one knee in front of Zheng Fan,

"The last general Li Yiyong, see General Zheng, in the future, the last general and his brothers, I am willing to drive for General Zheng and make contributions to my Dayan!"

Zheng Fan took a deep breath,

After the surprise,

is a little confused,

Lao Tian didn't even show up for the funeral,

But he suddenly promoted himself, not to mention the promotion, and directly stuffed himself with soldiers and horses, you must know that these five thousand Jin battalions are all equipped with war horses and armaments, and you don't have to find a way to equip them yourself.

In the past, Tian Wujing always pressed himself not to be promoted for a reason to polish himself, but at this moment, he suddenly stuffed himself with sweet dates, people, sometimes he is cheap, Zheng Fan was a little panicked in his heart.

At this time, a soldier next to him came over with a long box.

The herald continued:

"Hou Ye gave Shengle General Zheng Fan a famous sword, and I hope that Shengle General Zheng Fan guards the frontier, like a sharp sword, to protect my people from infringement."

Sword?

Lao Tzu uses a knife.

At this time, the herald lieutenant put away the token, and even said in a slightly flattering tone to Zheng Fan and Yan Yuese:

"General Zheng, come up and pick up the sword."

Zheng Fan got up and walked to the long box.

The herald reached out and opened the box,

A sword with a simple hilt, a reddish sword, lay quietly in a long box.

There are some things, its value, even a layman can see at a glance, Zheng Fan doesn't play with swords, he is used to using knives, but the sword in front of him, at a glance, it is clear that this is definitely a famous sword in the world.

"This sword is called ........."

The herald replied at once:

"Long Yuan."