"But can these people do it?" Xiao Ren asked.

In addition to Lao Ke, Dahua, and Ersan, Xiao Ren has seen the rest of the Tartar Guards for the first time, although this is only two percent of all the Tartar Guards, but one or two can also be seen.

It's not so much that they are soldiers, it's better to say that this is a group of Jianghu people, or, in Xiao Ren's eyes, this is a rabble, no different from the bandits they robbed in Yanbei at the beginning.

Although those bandits are now able to go into battle to kill the enemy and fight with the Yanbei army.

But this is not an overnight thing, the bandits under the king of Yanbei County have undergone strict training, from Xiao Ren to Li Yongji, nearly three years.

And now there are no three years left for the Tartars, not even three months.

When they arrive in Yanbei, they will go into battle, so Xiao Ren will have this question, can they?

Shen Tong didn't know how to answer.

It was planned to let Lao Ke come back to summon the Tartar Guard, but it was unexpected for the king of Yanbei to send troops to stop Yang Qin.

Shen Tong sighed and said, "I don't know." ”

Xiao Ren didn't speak again, seeing that there was no one next to him, he stretched out his arm and hugged Shen Tong, and said softly: "Maybe we all underestimated them." ”

After a short rest, the group continued on their way, this time the team expanded a lot, and in order not to attract attention, they were divided into three groups again and headed towards Shanhaiguan.

In the capital, before dawn, Xiao Changdun, the Duke of Dingguo, got up.

In the past month, Xiao Changdun got up at this hour every day and sat in a sedan chair to go to the morning court.

The situation is getting more and more tense.

He tiptoed up, for fear of waking up the old lady sleeping next to him, but the old lady still woke up.

With the faint light at the head of the bed, the old lady looked at the back of Xiao Changdun's head and sighed faintly.

Xiao Changdun, who was looking down for shoes, was startled, and the old lady's voice came from behind him: "It's not a ghost, it's me." ”

Xiao Changdun had no choice but to turn around and ask, "Woke you up?" ”

The old lady sat up, looked at his graying hair, and said, "When will this day be the end?" ”

Xiao Changdun didn't know how to answer for a while, so he had to say, "Didn't you send all the valuable things out of the capital?" Your youngest son and eldest grandson are all out of Beijing, what else do you have to worry about, sleep for a while, lest you lose your temper if you don't sleep well. ”

The old lady snorted and said, "Do you think I'm worried about things at home?" I want to say, what Yang Jincheng, and King Qin, when will they enter the capital, this day is annoying. ”

Xiao Changdun thinks that the reason why his little six has become like this is all because of the old lady's habits.

He didn't say a word, he didn't call for service, and he put on his official uniform and walked out of the bedroom.

The old lady snorted at the curtain behind him and scolded: "Stubborn and tough old thing, you just want the emperor, what are you doing with a son?" Xiaoliu's good children have been beaten stupid by you. ”

Thinking of her precious little son, the old lady felt sad for a while, and she didn't know if she could see him again in this life.

Xiao Changdun walked out of the bedroom and saw Ama standing under the porch. Ah Ma is old, and he has not been allowed to be on duty for the past ten years, why did he get up so early today? Looking like this, it looks like I've been waiting here for a long time.

"Grandpa Guo, in order to thank you for taking in those two, Miss Shen sent you a generous gift overnight."

Xiao Changdun frowned, take in the two? Isn't there only one maid?

Oh yes, and a cat!

Xiao Changdun laughed and laughed, but ignored Amma's later words, he walked to his inner study, and the little servant brought green salt and a basin of water, waiting to wash.

Xiao Changdun saw that Ama hadn't left, as if there was something else, so he remembered what he had just said about giving gifts.

"She sent a big gift?" Instinctively, Xiao Changdun guessed that this would never be an ordinary gift.

Shen Tong, that little girl......

"It's a person, Grandpa Guo will go with the old slave to take a look." Ama said.

There was still an hour before the last dynasty, Xiao Changdun didn't care about breakfast, so he went to Amma's courtyard.

Amma's small courtyard is where Xiao Changdun and Shen Tong met last time.

At this time, the sky was already dim, the lights in the wing room were bright, Xiao Changdun opened the curtain and went in, and saw a person sitting with his back to him.

The man was thin, dressed in a coarse cloth garment, and wore a monk's robe on his head.

Ama said, "My master has come to see you. ”

Hearing the sound, the man turned around slowly, and in the intertwining of candlelight and skylight, that face was completely presented in Xiao Changdun's eyes.

"Are you...... ...... are you" Xiao Changdun felt strange at first, but after a closer look, he felt a little familiar.

"You are ......" Xiao Changdun thought of a person, how could it be her, but it was very similar to ...... "You are Yang ......"

Xiao Changdun didn't continue, he looked at the person in front of him, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

"Dingguo Gong, it's been a long time, the poor nun looks like this now, it scares you."

Xiao Changdun let out a long breath, he leaned over and saluted, "Yang Niangzi, has you always been good?" ”

After Emperor Chongwen had decreed that he would be abolished, Yang Lanshu was no longer the queen mother, but also no longer the queen.

Yang Lanshu smiled sadly, she didn't expect that the little girl would hand her over to Xiao Changdun, the Duke of Dingguo.

At the time of parting, the words that the little girl said to her lingered in her ears again.

Yang Lanshu's mood that was entangled all the way suddenly calmed down.

Perhaps, this is the best option.

"Dingguo Gong, I want to live!"

......

The golden canopy of the trees waives in the wind, and the ginkgo biloba leaves fall with the wind, and it is the end of autumn again.

In addition to the Dingguo Mansion, there are also ginkgo biloba on the streets of the capital, but there are not many of them.

There are no ginkgo trees in the palace, Emperor Chongwen looked at the empty chair under him, and hesitated whether to retreat directly from the court, or wait until Xiao Changdun came to the court earlier.

He was a little anxious, there was a poetry meeting in the Hundred Sparrow Garden today.

This Baique Garden is said to be a famous and elegant place in the capital, not only full of precious flowers and trees, but also raised more than 100 kinds of birds, and this poetry meeting is not the bureau of those scholars, but initiated by the Qinglian Gongzi, the Qinglian Gongzi is the best in the capital, and is the leading martial artist in the capital.

The Empress Dowager's filial piety period has passed, but the prince of Qinglian is so interested that he doesn't want to go on stage, so he lives in the garden of birds all day long.

This time, it was the eldest son Mao who spoke out of his mother-in-law's heart, and finally said that he would hold a poetry party, so as not to worry about him all day long.

Master Mao felt that the emperor was also quite lonely, so he asked him to go with him.

Emperor Chongwen's heart had already flown out of the palace, of course, this time he would bring more guards, and besides, the Empress Dowager died, and Empress Yang also died, no one in this palace dared to care about him, he didn't have to sneak around, he wanted to go out of the palace in a bright and bright way.