Chapter 157: Entering the customs and heading towards the Jingshi

Although the number of people on this trip is not as large as after the spy war, because of the addition of tigers and black bears, and it is on their own territory, the bandits on the road cannot be more ferocious than Jiannu, right?

And neither to go to war, nor to spy war.

It's just a birthday wish, to express the respect of the Guan Ning Army, including the Juehua defenders, for His Royal Highness the Nine Thousand Years Old, and to send some local specialties to pay homage, and this matter will be over.

Therefore, a group of teenagers have a sense of security, and along the way, they talk and laugh, indulge in singing, and enjoy the beautiful feeling brought by youth.

The existence of the Guanning caravan is still kept secret for the time being, so as not to have a big mouth at the checkpoints along the way with the big guy of the DPRK and China as the backer, but instead pretend to be an ordinary caravan, at most, it is just to be eaten and take the card.

It's just that in the arms of each caravan leader, he secretly carries two account books, one large and one small, the big one is about buying and selling, and the small one is about bribery, so detailed that a few copper coins have a clear time, place, person, and event.

And, not just passively bribe, sometimes proactively.

By boiling frogs in warm water, he unconsciously weaves a tenacious cobweb, so that those who claim to have superior IQ are bound by it, but they don't know it.

Such a black-bellied idea, with Yuan Chonghuan's orthodox thinking and the barbaric thinking of the major generals, it is naturally impossible to come up with it, so it can only be Huang Chongzhen, a black-bellied boy from the 22nd century.

The big iron sword, the big yellow dog, the big dark horse, and sometimes the jujube red horse have become his standard.

However, on this trip to Beijing, he rode the same black horse as a black horse, because the jujube red horse, which was a mare, after a fierce fight.

In the end, he surrendered to the sturdy dark horse of the divine horse, and on a dark and windy night of a month, in the stable, a spark of love collided.

The experienced groom leader in the Guan Ning army hid obscenely at the base of the wall and listened to the call of the jujube red horse for half a night, and then concluded that she was doing the inheritance with the black horse.

After careful inspection the next day, it was concluded that Da Hong was a dark knot of pearls.

As a result, Huang Chongzhen was no longer reluctant to straddle her strong and broad horse, so that she could cultivate more strong offspring for the Guan Ning Army.

On the day of departure, watching the big black horse eat and wipe clean, he carried the master with a majestic spirit and headed for Shanhaiguan, and the jujube red horse man stood up and let out a reluctant neigh.

Huang Chongzhen whipped the big black horse's strong buttocks fiercely, and laughed: "Be kind to your wife in the future!" ”

The big black horse neighed triumphantly, which was both a promise and a response.

Then, he carried the young man chasing the wind on his back, and galloped towards Shanhaiguan.

Zu Dale stood at the head of Yongqing Gate, waving his hairy arms vigorously, and roared reluctantly and enviously: "Goodbye!" Be sure to come back soon! ”

His cheap nephew just rushed forward, and he didn't even reply.

On the contrary, Zu Kuan turned around and threw an affectionate glance of "Lao Tzu is finally free".

While Zu Dale scolded Wu Sangui for having no conscience, he was really moved by Zu Kuan, a house slave, for a while.

Because of its unique geographical location and the distance from the Ming Dynasty, Shanhaiguan has the reputation of "the unparalleled key of the two capitals and the first pass of the Great Wall".

After Huang Chongzhen and his entourage entered the customs, they passed through Yongping, passed through Qian'an, crossed Yutian, passed through Jizhou, and arrived in Tongzhou.

And here and the caravan separated, the caravan continued to the south, and they were eight people, eight horses and one dog, plus the tiger and the black bear hidden in the mountains and forests beside the road, and entered the Beijing Division in the west.

Thanks to the ecological environment of this era, it is strange that these two cars are not seen by high-altitude cars in later generations.

In the important land of Gyeonggi, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, even the official roads were built exceptionally smooth.

Compared with the more and more chaotic places in the Ming Dynasty, the people here come and go, the vendors are numerous, the caravans are crowded, it is not lively, and it is like a thriving and prosperous scene.

In the distance, the mighty and inviolable city walls of the Jingshi are already in sight.

"Is this my beloved Da Ming Jingshi? Good! Okay! ”

Huang Chongzhen silently saw all this in his eyes, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, and countless beautiful words came to mind, but after all, it just turned into a deep love - Daming is really a good place.

No one can understand his Daming plot, just like he has never figured out why Xu Wenchang can live so long, why he has so many out-of-the-earth skills, and why he has always remembered the Daming who is sorry for him.

Zhou Ji and Yuan Qi and other six people, since they were born, they have struggled to survive between heaven, earth and man, how have they ever seen such a prosperous scene, they are also immersed in it, only care about seeing with their eyes, sighing in their hearts, but their mouths are silent for a long time.

Only Wu Sangui, as if he had been to Jingshi, chattered and sold his cold geographical knowledge: "From this road all the way forward, it is the Guangqu Gate to the east of Jingshi, and we will enter the outer city of the imperial city through that city gate." ”

"Guangqumen?" Huang Chongzhen muttered the name twice.

I remembered that if the course of history was followed, Huang Taiji would lead the fierce Houjin Infantry to beat the heart of the Ming Dynasty for the first time through this city gate two years later.

Such a strong external force is like a boulder that stirs up a thousand waves, but it still can't wake up the Yanyan princes who are intoxicated and dreaming of prosperity.

While grieving and indignant, Huang Chongzhen's heart was more angry.

As a result, an idea that was so bold that it was almost crazy quickly took shape in his heart, and it was pronounced: "Do you dare to rush to the prosperity of this Beijing division and whitewash the peace with a certain way?" So that the princes who sit back and relax in the imperial city know the difficulties of our border army. ”

In fact, the biggest grievance of the border armies of the past dynasties is that the suffering of the border is not understood, and the labor of guarding the customs is not recognized.

Therefore, as soon as Huang Chongzhen's words came out, a group of young people with strong blood and strength immediately shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Why don't you dare? "Yes, yes." "When to rush? Now? ”

Wu Sangui glanced at this group of stupid black coarse people who had obviously been led astray by Huang Chongzhen, stared at him and asked cautiously, "How to rush?" ”

"Naturally, it's like a war." Huang Chongzhen said it lightly.

Wu Sangui was immediately taken aback, and hurriedly said: "How can you indulge in horses in the imperial city, this is a capital crime, so it must not be." ”

Huang Chongzhen retorted: "We are outside the city, and we are not inside the city. ”

Wu Sangui immediately countered with-for-tat: "There are many people here, so I am afraid of being injured by mistake." And storming the city gates is also a capital offense. ”

Huang Chongzhen saw that except for Zhou Ji, the other five people were a little hesitant to be bluffed by Wu Sangui, so he comforted him: "Xiao Guizi, you can be relieved, a certain proposal has its own perfect strategy." ”

"Will the plan be released?" Wu Sangui didn't care about this kid at this time, and he regarded himself as the father-in-law in the palace again, so he asked after him, but he recovered a little bit of the momentum of chasing after the golden tail in the battle of Ningyuan.

But this posture was interrupted by a sudden shout: "Huh? Where's my purse? Who stole my purse? The one with the torn clothes, you stop for Lao Tzu! Don't run! Catch the thief! Catch the thief! ”

The eight of them were riding on horses, and when they looked around, they saw a short man in tattered clothes nimbly bypassing passers-by and running wildly in the direction of Guangqumen, and soon left the fat man in brocade clothes with a strange voice far behind.

This incident immediately attracted the attention of passers-by, and the chase and escape caused a certain amount of chaos, but just such a scene obviously could not disturb the hearts of the people of Jingshi who were accustomed to seeing big scenes.

The people on the side of the road continued their work at hand, while stretching their necks to watch the development of the situation, and the people who blocked the way of the two quickly flashed to the side.

The chaos quickly subsided, and the middle of the road was empty, but both sides of the road became congested.

Stealing? Little things. Where haven't there been a few little thieves these days? Even Jingshi is not exempt from vulgarity.

It's just that such a calm state of mind that watched the excitement was quickly changed by a sharp shout: "Miss? Yikes! Let go of my young lady! Someone's coming! There's a flower thief! ”

Huang Chongzhen and the others immediately followed the prestige, only to see a handsome and delicate little girl, desperately trying to squeeze out of the crowd, but was blocked by a bunch of men intentionally or unintentionally on the side of the road, so they had to desperately shuttle through the crowd, shouting for help, while chasing in the direction of Guangqumen with difficulty.

When the people heard her frightened plea for help, they immediately became indignant.

Gyeonggi heavyland, at the foot of the imperial city, in broad daylight, robbing the people's daughters? How can this be done!

So, the people near the little maid, either excited or angry, swarmed her in the middle, and chased the flower thief who had long since disappeared.

The people in front or behind have not yet fully understood the situation, but they have seen where the crowd is going, and they are following it.

On the official road outside the Guangqu Gate, there was chaos in an instant.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get in my way! Miss! O Miss! ”

Although the little maid was surrounded like a queen, she couldn't see the back of the flower thief at all, and her crisp little throat was hoarse, but it didn't have the slightest effect, but she was just coerced forward.

Her two little feet were almost touching the ground, and she was so anxious that she burst into tears, but she couldn't do anything, and she looked so weak and helpless in the unexplained anger of the people.

Huang Chongzhen and the others were all riding on tall horses, so they saw all this very clearly.

Moreover, the figure of the flower thief was also firmly locked, no matter how flexibly he used the crowd to cover his whereabouts, he could not escape from the eyes of these Guan Ning soldiers with great reconnaissance experience.

"Drive!"

Huang Chongzhen hated this shameless profession the most in his life, after all, this kind of shameless flower thief has a strong professional conflict with a thief like him.