"If we return to Zhu Yuanzhang and follow the Northern Expedition of Blue Jade, can we wait for me to return to my hometown in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to serve the people?" Feng Tieling took a big sip of the wine bowl, then stared at Zhu Quan with his eyes and asked.

After Zhu Quan pondered for a moment when he heard this, he shook his head and said, "That's impossible. ”

Fang Jinsong bowed slightly, sighed lightly and said: "After all, we were born in the army of Chen Youliang, the former Han King, and with Zhu Yuanzhang's temperament, we will never be allowed to return to our hometown." ”

What Zhu Quan recalled in his mind at this time was that he firmly agreed to move the capital to Beiping when he was in the court, so as to complete the strategic transfer of the Ming Dynasty to the north and south, completely change the serious imbalance in the population and culture of the northern and southern provinces, and consolidate the Ming Dynasty's control over Liaodong, that is, the three northeastern provinces in later generations. Thinking of this, he shook his head and said: "At present, because of the wars in the past, the northern provinces have vast land but sparse population, and Hu Feng is heavier. Zhejiang, Fujian, and Jiangsu provinces in the south have since the Ming Dynasty set the capital Yingtian, after these years of recuperation, some prefectures and counties have fallen to the ground with fewer people and more people. Speaking of this, he looked up at Feng Tieling and said in a deep voice: "It's not a secret, His Majesty the Emperor already has plans to move the capital to Beiping, but because the matter is big, it is difficult to achieve it overnight, and it has not yet been launched." However, His Majesty has already asked the Ministry of Households to begin to survey the population of the provinces, prefectures, and counties. It was prepared to migrate people from some overpopulated places to the northern provinces of Shandong, Shanxi, and Shaanxi. At present, the imperial court has set up nine important towns in the northern provinces, as well as many guard posts. The military force stationed in the country has accounted for two-thirds of the country, just to prevent the resurgence of the Northern Yuan. Therefore, even if the old-timers led the soldiers and civilians under their command to submit to the Ming Dynasty, they could only be stationed in the Liaodong Guard. Saying this, he sighed secretly in his heart and said: Although the old man Zefeng is kind to me, but the move of the capital to Beiping set by Old Man Zhu is too important for us to control, stabilize the northern provinces, and block the nomadic tribes outside the Great Wall.

Feng Tieling and Fang Jinsong are both from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and they have been cherishing their homeland for many years, and they can hear Zhu Quan's words at this time, and they know that they will never be able to set foot in their homeland again in this life, and their faces are uncontrollable and miserable. {Oriental Fiction .com}

"I haven't seen you for many years, but I didn't expect the two brothers to become mothers-in-law and mothers-in-law, isn't it enough for you to fight the Tartar Emperor?" Qin Zhuofeng is open-minded by nature, and when he heard that the two brothers who fought side by side with him in the past and never dragged the mud and water were so rappy today, he couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed in his heart, Huo Ran stood up and pointed at Feng Tieling and said angrily: "The old man went on an expedition with the army this time, not for Zhu Yuanzhang's old man's life, but to attack those Tartar emperors and high-ranking officials who regarded us as inferior cattle and horses, for the sake of the past who followed me from birth to death, and did not live to this day, the rebel brothers let out a bad breath. Then he turned and walked out.

Zhu Quan sighed and said: "Two seniors, just imagine, if we resist the enemy outside the Great Wall and don't let the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty set foot in the northern provinces again, wouldn't it be equivalent to guarding your hometown, the land of Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" ”

Qin Zhuofeng had already walked to the door at this time, and after hearing Zhu Quan's words, he turned his head and said impatiently: "If these two old men like to hide in this ravine for a lifetime, and always be a turtle with a shrunken head, then let them go." Let's get up tomorrow and leave, and go back to Daning. ”

Feng Tieling didn't know the meaning of Qin Zhuofeng's words, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but be angry and funny, and said softly: "Tomorrow is when my third grandson turns one year old, and if you want to leave, you have to drink at noon before leaving." ”

Qin Zhuofeng couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and after snorting in his nose, he slammed the door noncommittally.

Zhu Quan saw that his master was angry, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and secretly thought to himself: Anyway, the purpose of our trip has been clearly explained, and the two seniors will decide for themselves how to choose. Thinking of this, he immediately picked up his long sword on the table and quickly followed Qin Zhuofeng out of the door.

Fang Jinsong saw that the old friend who lived and died together in the bloody battlefield in the past actually broke up with the two of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, turned his head to look at Feng Tieling, who was drinking silently, and said softly: "Lan Yu only has 150,000 horses under his command, but he wants to go deep into the desert alone to deal with the Tartar army of at least more than 200,000 yuan. Zhu Yuanzhang recruited us and followed the Ming army on an expedition, which clearly showed the intention of killing people with a knife. East#Fang#Net.com "Speaking of this, he picked up the wine jug and poured himself half a bowl of wine, sighed lightly and continued: "But what this Zhu Yuanzhang's son said is quite reasonable. ”

Feng Tieling stretched out his hand to stroke his long beard, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay for the two of us to throw a handful of old bones on the desert, but many brothers' fathers and brothers died in the hands of Chang Yuchun's dog thief in the past, and I am afraid that they will willingly return to the Ming Dynasty, and it is not so easy to go to the Northern Expedition with Lan Yu, Chang Yuchun's brother-in-law." I can only wait for tomorrow when my grandson holds the ceremony of catching the week, and I will discuss it with all the leaders and brothers to see what they mean. "It turns out that although there are thousands of people under Feng Tieling, there are many of them in his army, and the heroes of the three mountains and five mountains in the former righteous army are divided into many gangs of all sizes, and many young children are also practicing martial arts, and they belong to these gangs, so these gang leaders and leaders also have great influence.

When Fang Jinsong heard him say this, he also bowed slightly, and said: "Yes, since the Yuan army under Nahachu gave Feng Sheng and Fu Youde surrendered, Liaodong has gradually calmed down, and the brothers have fought with the Tartars for half their lives, and it is rare to have a quiet and peaceful life in these few months, although you are our leader, it is not easy to force them." ”

In the early morning of the second day, Zhu Quan and his master Qin Zhuofeng walked out of the resting room, stretched their waists, and saw that more than ten members of Feng Tieling's family were already cleaning the courtyard with joy, looking ready to welcome guests, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is the festival today?" ”

Qin Zhuofeng said with a smile: "Today is not a festival, I heard the old madman say last night, today is his grandson's first birthday, and he wants to carry out the Zhou ceremony, which is much more important than the festival." Turning his head and seeing Zhu Quan's expression, he sat down at the bottom of the stairs and said with a smile: "You will understand in a while." ”

After the morning sun rises, the warm sunlight shines on the courtyard. Feng Tieling stood at the door neatly dressed, happily preparing to welcome the guests, and behind him stood two sturdy and similar-looking young men, who were his two sons.

With the sound of footsteps, dozens of figures poured into the courtyard amid the sound of congratulatory greetings. The person at the head is a one-armed blue shirt, dressed as a scribe, and is the head of the "Shadowless Sword" faction, Fang Jinsong. The people who followed him were all men, and they were in good shape when they walked, and it was obvious that they were all martial arts practitioners, ranging in age from their fifties to their thirties.

Feng Tieling and his two sons welcomed a group of guests into the lobby with a happy face, and when they were greeting, they saw a thin figure walking straight over, and after looking around for a while, the butt of the big horse golden knife sat at the top of the guest seat, it was Qin Zhuofeng.

Zhu Quan is used to being a prince in Yingtian, and he is always hugging Jing Jun, Sima Chao, Ma Sanbao and others, so naturally he doesn't have so many scruples at this time, and comes to sit down beside his master.

On Feng Tieling's side, a tall man, in his thirties, with a bronzed face, a high nose and deep eyes, saw Qin Zhuofeng's master and apprentice with a supportive look, and immediately became dissatisfied, and his face showed displeasure. It turned out that the people who followed Feng Tieling into the hall at this time were all well-known figures in the army, either the head of a faction or the leader of a gang. This big man's name is Zhao Tiehu, although he is not very old, but because he is strong in martial arts, and his father is also like Fang Jinsong, a master in the White Tiger Hall, and his gang is also a powerful gang on the Jianghu Road in the past, and he died in a fierce battle with the Yuan army under Naha Chu a few years ago. Zhao Tiehu was unruly by nature, and he didn't recognize Qin Zhuofeng, so he inevitably felt that this man and apprentice were too rude, so he immediately walked two steps to Zhu Quan's side without resentment, and said with a smile: "This little brother is very tight, and the two of us are close and close." With that, he stretched out his god-like right palm to show that he wanted to shake hands with Zhu Quan.

Zhu Quan didn't have time to think about it when he heard this, he stretched out his right hand to shake it with the other party, only to feel that the other party's five fingers were clamped like iron tongs, and the force was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhao Tiehu's father was also a master of the rivers and lakes who followed Qin Zhuofeng in the past, Qin Zhuofeng saw his appearance and martial arts and had already guessed that he was the son of the old man, he had always been protective by nature, and he knew that the other party's outer door was overbearing and powerful, worried that Zhu Quan was injured and no longer hesitated, he immediately waved his left hand and slapped a palm on Zhu Quan's right shoulder.

Zhu Quan only felt that a strong internal force on his right shoulder came up from his shoulder, surging towards his tiger's mouth, and under the violent shock of his right hand, he saw Zhao Tiehu in front of him staggering back a step.

It turned out that Zhao Tiehu only felt that a tide-like internal force came from Zhu Quan's five fingers, and his palm was like being struck by lightning, his arm and even his shoulder suddenly became numb, and he involuntarily let go of Zhu Quan's right hand. He is a strong martial artist and a well-informed person, seeing that this unattractive man raised his hand, he repelled himself with a heavy weight, knowing that he had met a master of outstanding martial arts, he immediately felt awe-inspiring, and said to Qin Zhuofeng with a solemn face: "I don't know the name of the predecessor? Under the fight, at this time, he already knew that Qin Zhuofeng's martial arts must still be above his father's friend Fang Jinsong, whom he had always admired.

Before Qin Zhuofeng could answer, he saw three big men around Fang Jinsong, who were about forty years old, walking in front of him and bowing to him. The man on the left side was short and sturdy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "The eldest brother of Qinglong Hall, senior Qin Zhuofeng, is it really you?" ”

Qin Zhuofeng let out a long laugh and then stood up, stretched out his hand and punched each of the three big men on the shoulders before scolding with a smile: "Wang Hu, Li Feng." Speaking of this, with a wry smile, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the man on the right side with a scar on his face and a slightly grim appearance and asked, "What is your name Zhou?" ”

The big man smiled when he heard the words and said: "The junior is named Zhou Qiao, no wonder you can't recognize the senior, our three brothers were all disciples of the Vermilion Bird Hall back then, and they are not as familiar as the family teacher and you, if it weren't for your martial arts today, you really wouldn't dare to recognize each other." ”

This book was first published.

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