Chapter 143: Shaoyang Mountain's Soldiers, the Secret Chess of the Little Guogong
"What to do!"
Song Zhong began to make trouble.
He also realized that the young master in this carriage was afraid that he really had a background, otherwise, how could he have the golden dragon order of the blessed prince, just now he was also a ghost, why was he nosy.
Nowadays, it can be described as difficult to ride a tiger.
He didn't even know how to end it.
"Is this the prince's carriage?"
"Please wait a minute."
In the distance, a man in an official robe suddenly appeared, his expression was hurried, his head was sweating profusely, and he was waving and shouting as he trotted.
“......”
All eyes were on him.
"Isn't this Mr. Wen Ruo from the prefect's yamen?"
"Does he know the man in this carriage?"
"Oh my God!"
"I'm afraid I'm really kicking the iron plate this time."
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As soon as he saw the person who came clearly, Song Zhong's face was full of surprise, and then, a cold sweat of beans inexplicably appeared on his head.
I can't finish wiping it no matter how much I wipe it.
He was so remorseful of what he had just done, and he did not understand why he was meddling in his affairs, so that he had offended this great "prince", and he was terrified.
"Mr. Wenruo!"
Pang Qingyun on the side also knows the master of the prefect's yamen, even though this gentleman is only from the sixth grade, but no one dares to underestimate him, you must know that Mr. Wen Ruo has a prominent family background and fame, and is an extremely powerful figure.
As soon as he arrived in front of the carriage, this Mr. Wen Ruo waved at the carriage and said, "Prince Wang, Wen Ruo is polite." ”
“.......”
Zhang Rui in the carriage was confused.
He doesn't know this master, the other party won't recognize the wrong person, right?!
If not, the other party is ......
No, the other party is helping him.
As soon as he thought about this link clearly, Zhang Rui immediately had a way to deal with it.
After taking two deep breaths, he replied, "Sir is polite!" ”
As he spoke, he lifted the curtain on the window of the car, and when he opened the window, a middle-aged man in his early forties was standing in front of his carriage.
"Gongzi Wang, old man Nalan Wenruo, Master Meng knows that Mr. Wang is seriously ill, so he asked me to come and send him off."
"I hope the old gentleman can have his own natural appearance."
"And some small gifts."
"Please laugh!"
Mr. Wen Ruo said as he took out an envelope from his sleeve pocket, he took a few steps forward, and handed the envelope to Zhang Rui.
Zhang Rui took the envelope.
Take apart.
There were a total of ten silver tickets, each of which was 10,000 taels, for a total of 100,000 taels of silver.
(What a generous shot)
"Sir, Master Meng's heart, I accepted it on behalf of my father. If my father can survive this catastrophe, he will definitely be grateful. ”
Zhang Rui said.
"Prince Wang, this money is just a little gift from my family, but outside of money, it represents a piece of my family's heart, and I ask my son to understand it."
Nalan Wenruo said suddenly.
"Good!"
"Mr. Wen Ruo, this favor of Lord Meng, my Wang family remembers it."
"Please tell Master Meng that my Wang family is his friend."
Zhang Rui said.
"Thank you, Prince Wang!"
"Well, I'll get you out of town now."
Nalan Wenruo looked at Song Zhong and Pang Qingyun.
"Lord Song, huge man, you see, Wang Gongzi is a good friend of my family, and now Wang Gongzi's father is seriously ill, and he needs to hurry home to see the old man for the last time."
"It's convenient for two adults."
"All the blame for the guilt will be borne by my family, Lord Meng."
These words are soft and soft, and they are both encouraged, one is emotional, and the other is oppressive with power, I have to say that this Mr. Wenruo is really not a simple character.
"Lord Song, this, you don't have to embarrass this prince, you see that Mr. Wenruo and Master Meng testify, this prince will not have a problem."
"How could he be a thief?"
"It's better to let Wang Gongzi go home to visit his father?"
"Pepsi filial piety comes first!"
Pang Qingyun on the side began to assist, and also spoke for Zhang Rui to persuade Song Zhong, a diehard.
"Release!"
Song Zhong on the side finally gave in, and he had no choice because he had no other choice.
"Good!"
"Someone!"
"Release!"
Pang Qingyun hurriedly waved his hand and ordered all the soldiers to get out of the way.
"Thank you, sir!"
"Thank you to both adults."
"My royal family remembers this kindness, and he will definitely repay it one day."
"Let's go!"
Zhang Rui didn't waste time, he was worried that it would change later.
"Prince Wang, go all the way!"
Nalan Wenruo said.
Da!
Da!
Da!
Zhang Rui's convoy began to move.
After that, he swaggered out of [Huai'an City].
Everything was also in danger, and as soon as he got out of the city gate, the carriage began to speed up and gallop.
【Shaoyang Mountain】
This is Zhang Rui's destination.
A makeshift staging area.
When their carriage entered Shaoyang Mountain, it was already half past four after the year.
Zhao Yan and the others didn't know why they came to this place where birds don't.
Although they were full of questions, they didn't dare to ask Zhang Rui.
Inside the carriage.
The pure and beautiful Cai'er is still lying on Zhang Rui's lap and sleeping, with a delicate face, a cherry mouth, long black and shiny hair, and the most important thing is that she has long legs.
Along the way, Zhang Rui was fantasizing that it would be nice if he could have a pair of black silk now.
Once worn on Cai'er's body, it will definitely make any man bleed.
He will not be an exception.
After about 30 minutes of walking along the way, the convoy came to the front of a camp, which is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is only one passage in and out.
When they just arrived at the front of the camp, there was a loud rumbling sound, but the gate of the camp opened, and after that, it was Chen Nan who came out with people.
"General!"
The people who appeared this time were actually more than 1,000 people.
"Everyone's worked hard."
Zhang Rui gently placed Cai'er on the bed of the carriage.
After that, he stepped out of the carriage.
Stand in the carriage and wave your hand to salute everyone.
"Hail the general!"
A group of soldiers called.
At the beginning, Chen Nan and the Lin family also had a secret cooperation, which was to secretly send the cavalry of the 1,500-strong dragoon battalion to [Lianghuai] with their merchant ships, and then place them in Shaoyang Mountain.
The second shopkeeper of the Lin family didn't know about these things, and they were personally led by Fu Bo, a close confidant of the old man of the Lin family.
This is a dark move, and it is also one of Zhang Rui's killer moves.
"Good!"
"Everyone goes back to the camp to rest and recuperate, and then we will have a fierce battle."
"General Ben hopes that this time everyone can make a name for themselves as a dragoon battalion."
"Make a name for yourself!"
Zhang Rui shook his fist and shouted.
"The dragoon is mighty!"
All the soldiers of the dragoon battalion shouted.
(Crazy)
All the soldiers returned to their camps, returned to their places, listened to Zhang Rui's words, recuperated their strength, and waited for the moment when the big war came.
Zhang Rui's residence.
A quiet courtyard, which looks like someone has carefully prepared, in fact, they can't stay here for a few days.
Just wait for Dong Guo Chun to bring what he needs, then it's time for them to make a move.
Today's Lianghuai situation is actually not so bad, and there is only one biggest problem, that is, the [Lianghuai Camp].
Once he can control the two Huai armies of 200,000, he can put down the rebellion of [Zoroastrian], retreat to the north to block the rebel Gao Xianzhi Division, and secondly, he can also clear the scourge of Huang Degong of [Huai'an City], and by the way, he and King Fu's forces will be disintegrated, and a war can determine the south of the Ming Kingdom.
The southern rule is that the wealth and food of the Ming State will no longer be a problem, and the troops can also be replenished, providing a solid foundation for quelling the rebellion in the north.