"Hoo ......"

The north wind is sluggish, the snow is falling, and three days have passed in a flash, and it has come to October 11 in the first year of Taichang.

On this day, a long group of men and horses saw the northern wind and snow for the first time, and it was a difficult march.

"Mr. Qi, the wind and snow are too big, why don't you rest today!"

In the wind and snow, Cao Huachun, who was wearing a big fur, led the horse, and opened his mouth to Qi Jin on the side with one hand blocking the wind and snow.

When Qi Jin heard this, he hurriedly took out the map, glanced at it, and then looked behind him.

Behind him, a long convoy of nearly 4,000 horses held torches, pulling the old man, which was more than ten miles long.

In front of him, the Zhejiang soldiers swept away the wind and snow for the rear convoy, and on the map in his hand, it was less than ten miles away from the target.

Thinking of this, Qi Jin said loudly to Cao Huachun: "It's six minutes before it is, and there is still an hour before it gets dark." ”

"We are less than ten miles away from the Yanshan camp, if we stop, the wind and snow will thicken at night, and all the horses and horses will have to be buried in the snow!"

"Then continue to march, our family wants the people of Jinyi to clear the snow together!" Cao Huachun responded loudly.

"Good!" The same goes for Qi Jin.

The whistling north wind, which came earlier than anyone had expected, was so loud that it was impossible to hear the voices of his companions beside him.

A group of Zhejiang soldiers living in the south of the Yangtze River, where have they seen such a blizzard? But even so, they are still not afraid of hardships and dangers to explore the way.

A little bit of time passed, and an hour passed in a hurry, and the army had only marched five miles, and it seemed that it would not be able to reach the Yanshan camp before dark.

Just when everyone was about to give up, there was a fire on the horizon ahead, followed by a trotting pond horse.

The wind and snow were too great, Tang Qi turned over and dismounted, was blown to the ground and rolled a few times, and then got up with the support of the Zhejiang soldiers.

The crowd surrounded him, keeping the wind and snow out, and Tang Qi had the strength to report:

"May I ask if it's General Qi's military department?"

"Yes! The old man is Qi Jin! Qi Jin responded loudly, and Tang Qi also said:

"The grand-generation commander of Teng Xiang Zuo Wei has already taken Teng Xiangwei's brother to open a three-and-a-half-mile snow track, please open another mile forward, and it can be connected to the snow road."

"Good!" Hearing this, Qi Jin felt that the whole person was a lot warmer, and the faces of the Zhejiang soldiers also smiled.

Everyone was full of energy, shoveling snow little by little, and finally after two quarters of an hour, they saw Teng Xiang's left guards and horses digging snow together.

As both sides saw each other, they dug up the snow faster.

The calf-high snow was shoveled away, and with the collision of the two shovels, the two divisions officially met.

Qi Jin, who was covered in wind and snow, and his eyelashes were frozen with ice and snow, met Sun Yingyuan, and Sun Yingyuan immediately saluted:

"Old Hero Qi, His Royal Highness has prepared hot soup for the brothers in the Yanshan camp, let's go back to the camp first!"

"Good!" Hearing this, Qi Jin became more energetic, commanded the Zhejiang soldiers, and pulled more than 4,000 carts towards the Yanshan camp, gradually moving away.

The snow is falling in the twilight, and the wind is blowing the red flag and does not turn over......

Under the difficulties along the way, they soon saw the Yanshan camp in the wind and snow, and Qi Jin and Cao Huachun also saw a small man standing at the gate of the Yanshan camp.

Zhu Youzhen's ten-year-old height is really easy to identify in the crowd at the gate of the Yanshan camp in Dahan.

At this moment, he was wearing a big fur given by the emperor's brother, and quietly led all the horses in the barracks to wait for the arrival of the Zhejiang soldiers.

Finally, when the time passed little by little, as the Ming army's hunting flags appeared in the wind and snow, the people who were waiting showed a smile.

In the wind and snow with a visibility of less than ten meters, out of the armor and veteran Qi Jin, as well as Sun Yingyuan and others.

"The last general of Liaoyang, Qi Jin, meet the Fifth Highness......"

Seeing Zhu Youzhen, Qi Jin was about to salute, but Zhu Youzhen helped him and just smiled:

"The food is ready, the old general will first call the army into the barracks to eat something, it just so happens that I have to talk to the old general about the drill."

"Yes, yes......" Hearing this, Qi Jin turned to look at his son Qi Yuangong, and Qi Yuangong immediately turned around and said in Yiwu dialect:

"After everyone enters the camp, hand over the baggage cart to the brother of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, and go to the place arranged by the Fifth Highness to rest and eat, so that they can rest and order on time tomorrow."

The response of "obeying the ......" dragged on for a long time in Yiwu dialect, which is slightly different from the Yiwu dialect four hundred years later.

Although Zhu Youzhen was a little curious about the military appearance of the Zhejiang soldiers, he also knew that he needed to talk about business at the moment, so he said to Lu Wenzhao and Cao Huachun:

"Wen Zhao, Hua Chun, you are responsible for storing the armor sent by the armor factory into the arsenal of the military camp."

"The specific armor will be issued tomorrow."

"Yes!" The two saluted one after another, and then started the handover with Qi Yuangong.

However, during this period, Qi Jin glanced at Lu Wenzhao's knife and said suspiciously: "Lu Tongzhi, your knife ......."

"No, I once worshipped Qi Shaobao's son, Qi Changguo was the master, learned martial arts for two years, and then was recommended to enter Jinyiwei." Lu Wenzhao explained with a smile, and Qi Jin suddenly smiled with a smile:

"Since that's the case, then you can be regarded as my nephew......" Qi Jin breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect to have an acquaintance here.

As for Lu Wenzhao, he also nodded with a smile, and Zhu Youzhen smiled when he saw this:

"Since it's an acquaintance, let's wait and drink two more glasses."

"Yes, yes, yes......" Qi Jin and Lu Wenzhao laughed one after another, and when Zhu Youzhen saw this, he took Qi Jin towards the yamen of the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

After walking all the way and entering the yamen, the clever little eunuch untied the big fur for them, and Wang Chengen had already asked someone to bring the food to the table.

Roast goose, fire ben sheep's head and feet, goose meat, salty drum mustard lamb tripe plate, garlic vinegar white blood soup, five-flavor steamed chicken, yuan sauce lamb bones, pepper minced mutton......

Count down more than a dozen dishes, all of which are craftsmanship that can only be eaten in the palace.

Zhu Youzhen beckoned Qi Jin to sit down, and the three sons of the Qi family, as well as Sun Yingyuan, Lu Wenzhao, Cao Huachun and others who had handed over the things to his generals, entered the yamen one after another and took their seats under Zhu Youzhen's greeting.

"I'm still young, so I don't respect the old general." Zhu Youzhen has been using me as a self-proclaimed, so it is obvious to Qi Jin that he has a relationship.

Qi Jin had seen the ending of his uncle Qi Jiguang, and he also knew the importance of finding a good backer, so even though he advocated not drinking alcohol on the march, he still raised his glass and said:

"You shouldn't drink alcohol in the barracks, but the old man has the favor of His Royal Highness Five, and he should be a big deal!"

After that, Qi Jin drank one or two cups in his hand, and then exhaled:

"Good wine, it tastes like Imperial Wine Taixi White?"

"The old general has drunk?" Zhu Youzhen was a little surprised, while Qi Jin explained:

"In the ninth year of Wanli, the imperial court rewarded my uncle with ten altars of Taixi Bai, when the old man was young and naughty, he secretly took a pot to drink, and then was found by his uncle, and he was beaten with twenty military sticks......"

At the end of the sentence, Qi Jin chuckled, as if recalling his youth and carefreeness.

However, Zhu Youzhen heard a trace of regret from it, just because he remembered that in the second year after the ninth year of Wanli, Zhang Juzheng died of illness, and Qi Jiguang was also degraded.

Qi Jin's other uncle, Qi Jimei, was also implicated because of this incident and was sent to Guizhou to serve as the general soldier of Yunnan and Guizhou, and died of depression two years later, and Qi Jiguang also fell seriously ill after learning the news of his brother's death.

After that, Zhang Juzheng's political enemies still did not let go of Qi Jiguang, he was dismissed and returned to his hometown, and other Qi generals associated with him were also demoted.

The Zhejiang soldiers he trained were also sent to the imperial court a few years later to participate in the anti-Japanese aid to the court, and then they were framed by the local military in Liaodong for rebellion and deception, and the rest of the army was disbanded.

One of the top armies in East Asia at that time was destroyed by their own people and disappeared into the long river, and it was not until last year that Qi Jin learned that his friend Liu Wei had died in battle and re-emerged from the mountain, and this army was re-established.

Politics is cruel, Zhu Youzhen knows it, but as far as the country is concerned, the Qi family can be said to be full of loyalty.

If he could, Zhu Youzhen also wanted to stay away from political struggles, but he had no choice, just like now, although he hated it, he participated in it in order to survive.

Thinking of this, he paused for a moment, then lifted the teacup and held it in front of him for a few seconds before muttering to himself:

"Qi Shaobao and the old Zhejiang soldiers, alas, ......"

"It's the imperial court that is sorry for them......"

It was just a heartfelt word, but for Qi Jin, it awakened his memory of that man, and the old tears were full of tears......