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After confirming the authenticity of the letterhead.

Sun Chengzong prepared two teams, one with a small number of fast riders, the first galloped in the direction of the capital, and the other was led by him to go out of the pass and go outside the pass to meet Li Mu's team and return victorious.

The queue to get out of the customs is a little cumbersome to prepare because of the large number of people, and it will take some time.

The red feather messenger of nine horses, with a red feather on his back, one person and two horses, with Li Mu's letterhead, as well as the news of the surprise attack on Shenyang City and the defeat of 120,000, all the way to the capital, the smoke and dust of the horses, and the hooves did not touch the ground.

Daming really needs a victory to boost morale.

Whether it is the court or the people.

Compared with the thousands of beheadings of the Ningjin victory, this Shenyang city victory can boost the prestige of the imperial court and reunite the Ming Dynasty in the hearts of the people.

This line of nine red feather messengers will not stop along the way, and their mouths will not be idle, every time they pass through a town.

The mouth will shout loudly: "Shenyang City is a great victory, and the Jurchen Eight Banners are 120,000!" ”

When one person shouted that he was tired, he replaced the other, and the nine people took turns shouting this sentence all the way to the capital, until Sun Chengzong's recital and Li Mu's letterhead were sent to the capital military headquarters.

The good news along the way naturally caused countless cheers, and some emotional people would chase the Hongling messenger for a while.

Capital.

With the arrival of winter, the weather has become cooler, and the people of the capital are habitually reluctant to go out of their homes too early, and always wait until the sun comes out before starting a day's work.

"Alas, brother, you say, is this day going to change, it seems that there are signs of snow."

It was a craftsman who had come out to find a job, wearing thin clothes, involuntarily curling his neck, covering his sleeves, looking at the sky, full of worry.

For him, snow really doesn't bode well, it's too cold, and the coals will become expensive.

"It looks like, this should be the first snow after winter, it should have snowed a long time ago, the weather of the previous year made the old man scratch his head, the crops in the field are too dry and do not grow well, there is no snow in winter, and the harvest of the next year will not be found."

This old man who accosted him seemed to be a farmer who farmed the land, and the drought in the north at the beginning of the year also affected the capital to some extent, so that the farmers here did not harvest very well.

"Alas, complain about the cold, complain about the drought." The craftsman who spoke first was not angry, but had his own worries, clasped his hands together, looked up at the sky, and prayed: "God, God bless us ordinary people to have something to eat, don't be like a child, say that if you change your face, you will change your face." ”

The old farmer also followed the folded hands to worship God, he paid more attention to the news from the land and fields, and after sincerely worshipping God, he said to the old brother who went out to meet.

"I heard that the drought in Shaanxi at the beginning of the year was more serious than here in the capital, saying that God had cracked the land, and on the ground, there were cracks one by one, and the soil was hard to pick up at will, and every family had no food to eat.

"Brother, you've also heard, brother, I've heard that where is the court thinking about our people, it's the queen mother in the palace, she is the old man, and when she heard that the people in Shaanxi had no food to eat, she began to get anxious."

Speaking, the craftsman said in a low voice: "I heard that the Queen Mother and her old man knelt in front of the Buddha and begged in front of the Buddha and Bodhisattva after bathing and changing clothes one night, hoping to ask for some food for the people of Shaanxi to satisfy their hunger. ”

"Really?" The old peasant man is a little unconvinced, this is too mysterious, he has begged for most of his life Buddha and Bodhisattva has not seen the miracle, and now he has come to manifest the spirit?

"Of course." The craftsman saw that the farmer didn't believe it, and then said: "Brother, you only know how to take care of your family's thin field, don't know it's not strange, my brother told you, that night the Buddha and Bodhisattva not only gave the Queen Mother and her old man a mountain of rice, but also felt that the Queen Mother and her old man cared about the people of the Ming Dynasty, and had universal compassion, and the Buddha and Bodhisattva gave the Ming a new grain, and the people from Shaanxi said that the new grain was particularly drought-tolerant, and the harvest would be more than wheat in the future." ”

Hearing the characteristics of the new grain, the peasant old man yearned for it and said enviously: "If there is really this kind of grain, it would be good to give the old man some, and the old man's few acres of thin fields can also have a good harvest." ”

"Yes, yes, the Queen Mother and her old people are so merciful to the people of Shaanxi, not to mention that those of us who live in the capital are so close to the palace where the Queen Mother and her old man live, they are neighbors, and they should be taken care of more." The craftsman said with a smile.

The old farmer smiled in agreement: "That's good." ”

Whether ancient or modern, regional distinctions have always existed.

The craftsman thought of something and said: "But brother, brother has heard that Shaanxi is grateful to the Queen Mother for the mercy of her old man, and every household has offered portraits and incense, and respectfully called the Queen Mother and her old man a living Bodhisattva." ”

"Really?" Hearing this, the old peasant man became anxious and said: "No, when I go back to the old man, I will burn incense for the Queen Mother and her old man, and I can't let Shaanxi snatch all the benefits." ”

"Yes, what the elder brother said is that the elder brother will go back and give it to the queen mother and her old man, this is a real living bodhisattva, and she is a queen mother who has the people in her heart." The craftsman nodded in agreement.

The two wanted to go back and burn incense for the portrait of the current Empress Dowager Zhang Yanli, and offer it like a living bodhisattva, not far away, a commotion attracted their attention, and they said in unison.

"Brother, brother, something seems to be going on ahead."

After speaking, they looked at each other.

"Great victory, great victory in Shenyang City, Liaodong, 120,000 Jurchen Eight Banners!"

"Great victory, great victory in Shenyang City, Liaodong, 120,000 Jurchen Eight Banners!"

.......

Without waiting for the two of them to go and take a look, a team of flying horses totaled nine people, and the wind was like a touch of red floating in front of them, and the wind brought up by the running horses blew the clothes and hair of the two people.

"The old man just seemed to see a group of red generals on horseback, running past in front of him."

"My brother also heard that what Liaodong Shenyang City won a great victory, and beheaded 120,000 Jurchen Eight Banners."

"The old man heard it too."

"Obediently, this is a great victory, we haven't heard such news of a great victory for many years."

"Yes, 120,000 people don't know how to kill them, even if 120,000 pigs are killed, they have to work hard, our Ming army is really mighty."

"Well, it's still the Queen Mother's might, since the Queen Mother is in charge of the country, our Daming is getting better and better."

"Yes, this is all the kindness of the Queen Mother." When the peasant old man said this, he turned around and prepared to go home, and said: "No, the old man won't go to see those few acres of thin fields today, so he will go home and set up a portrait of the queen mother and her old man, and bless the queen mother and her old man to live a hundred years old." ”

"My brother is right, my brother won't go to work anymore, so I'll go home and burn incense for the Queen Mother and her old man."

The two who had just gone out, and the guy who was eating, went home separately.

.....

Inside the Royal Palace.

When the Nine Cavalry Red Feather Messengers arrived in the capital and handed over the things they were carrying to the Ministry of War, they would naturally enjoy high-standard treatment, and they would have nothing to do with the rest.

As soon as Wei Zhongxian got the news, he immediately went to the military department to get the Liaodong chapter sent by the Hongling messenger and Li Mu's handwritten letterhead, and ran straight to the harem with his things.

With an excited face, he looked like he was running, he didn't look like a thin old man who was dozens of years old at all, with a vigorous posture, but like a sturdy young man, it seems that since the resurrection of the male root, Wei Zhongxian has paid great attention to the maintenance of his body, and his body has become a lot tougher.

trotted on the royal road leading to the harem, and on the way they didn't pay attention to the palace maids and eunuchs who saluted, and finally reached the border of the harem, stopped their steps, and did not dare to take another step forward with their feet.

No matter how excited he was, there was a taboo in his heart, and it was the only rule to be followed in the palace.

That is, you must not step into the harem.

This taboo in the palace is something he remembers in his heart.

If you can't enter the harem, you won't be able to go to Renshou Palace, Li Mu defeated the Jurchen Eight Banners, and the news that Shenyang City beheaded the Jurchen Eight Banners 120,000 can't tell the Queen Mother.

"Little bunny, come here." In a hurry, Wei Zhongxian called over a little eunuch, handed over the piece of music and letterhead in his hand to the little eunuch, and commanded with a straight face.

"Little rabbit cub, take it for the old ancestor, hurry up and send it to Renshou Palace to show the queen mother, if there is a little difference on the way, be careful that the old ancestor wants your dog's life, do you understand?"

"Old ancestor, little Xuanzi understands." The little eunuch held the chapter and letterhead, trembling and bending down to promise.

"Xuanzi's." After speaking, Wei Zhongxian kicked the eunuch named Xiao Xuanzi and scolded: "Little rabbit cub, you have no eyesight, do you want the ancestor to send you?" ”

"It's not in a hurry, I don't know if the Queen Mother is waiting to see."

"Uh..., Ancestor, Little Xuanzi is going." Xiao Xuanzi, who was holding the chapter and letterhead, hurriedly ran towards Renshou Palace regardless of the half-minute pause.

Behind him, Wei Zhongxian's scolding voice was accompanied: "Little rabbit cub, hurry up, I haven't eaten." ”

Sending the chapter and letterhead to a little eunuch to Renshou Palace, Wei Zhongxian did not leave, but waited outside the harem to welcome the arrival of the Empress Dowager Zhang Yan at any time.

During this period, a fast-moving eunuch came to Wei Zhongxian's side, bent down and took out a secret letter from his bosom and presented it, saying, "Ancestor, the secret letter just sent by Dongchang's secret agent in Liaodong. ”

"Did you see it?" Wei Zhongxian regained his composure.

"Back to the ancestors, the secret letter has arrived, and the small one will be sent directly to the palace."

Wei Zhongxian nodded, took the secret letter, and then took the dagger presented by the eunuch next to him, picked up the sealing wax on the secret letter, and put the dagger back on the eunuch's palm.

Taking out the secret letter inside and placing the envelope on the palm of the eunuch's hand, Wei Zhongxian looked at the contents of the secret letter, and when his eyes swept over all the words, the joy on his face came from his heart.

"Daming really won a great victory in Shenyang City, killing 120,000 Jurchen Eight Banners."

The secret letter sent by Dongchang confirmed the accuracy of the news of the military department, Wei Zhongxian was overjoyed, and waved his hand to let the eunuch who came to deliver the secret letter retreat.

He is still waiting for the Queen Mother Zhang Yan here, carrying the secret letter just now in his arms.

Soon after the eunuch of Dongchang left, Wei Zhongxian saw Zhang Yan coming from the royal road in and out of the harem.

Xu is the little Xuanzi eunuch just now sent the chapter and letterhead to Renshou Palace, and after Zhang Yan saw the content, he wanted to ask Wei Zhongxian about the accuracy of the news.

"The old slave has seen the Queen Mother." Wei Zhongxian saluted Zhang Yan who came closer.

"Wei Gong is polite." After speaking, Zhang Yan, who was in an anxious mood, took the piece of music and letterhead in his hand and asked, "Duke Wei, the mourning family asks you, is the content of this piece true?" This letterhead was also written by Mu Lang himself? ”

Li Mu's handwritten letterhead, Zhang Yan couldn't get it accurately for a while, and she hadn't seen her lover write a few times.

Wei Zhongxian didn't dare to slack off, nodded, and said: "Queen Mother, it's true, just now Dongchang's secret agent in Liaodong sent a secret letter, and the secret letter said that Lord Sun Chengzong of Liaodong Jinglu was leaving the customs with a large number of chariots and horses and foot soldiers to meet the Lord's triumphant division. ”

Afraid that Zhang Yan would not believe it, he took out the secret letter sent by Dongchang just now, and then said: "Queen Mother, the old slave thinks that it won't be long before the Jinyi Guard, who is in charge of the lord, will also send the news to the capital." ”

After reading the news sent by Dongchang, Zhang Yan was reassured: "Duke Wei, it seems that Mu Lang has really defeated the Jurchens, and the eastern frontier of Liao in the Ming Dynasty will change because of Mu Lang." ”

"Lord, the mighty warrior is invincible in the world, and against a small Jurchen traitor, he will be captured from the beginning." Wei Zhongxian smiled and patted his ass.

Although she was not patting Zhang Yan's own sycophant, she was more pleased to pat Li Mu's sycophant than she was patting her own, and asked with a smile on her face: "Then Duke Wei, when Mu Lang comes back, how should I be rewarded?" ”

"Queen Mother, on the day of the Lord's triumph, the court should greet the lord with a guard of honor, and then the Queen Mother will personally go out of the city for thirty miles to greet her, in order to show the royal court's favor to the Lord."

Wei Zhongxian thought for a moment, and then said, "The Lord has made this immortal achievement, what should we do before this?" ”

"Do what?" Zhang Yan asked curiously.

Wei Zhongxian said respectfully: "The Queen Mother should issue an order to pass on the immortal feats made by the Lord to the nine sides of the merits, so as to show the great martial arts of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Passing on the nine sides? Spread the power of the nine sides! Zhang Yan read a few words in her heart, and said to Wei Zhongxian: "Duke Wei, pass on the will of the mourning family, Li Mu won a great victory in Shenyang City, beheaded 120,000 Jurchen rebels, and the merit is in the Daming Jiangshan Sheji, and the benefit is in the thousands of generations. ”

"The old slave obeys!"

Once the meritorious deeds were passed on to the nine sides, no one in the world knew Li Mu's name!

At the same time, the brigade of chariots, horses, and foot soldiers led by Sun Chengzong had already left Shanhaiguan and were heading towards the direction of Li Mu's return.