Blackstone Ferry, the Yellow River flows.

It is a thousand-year-old ancient ferry here, and it is also a steep fortress named after the Black Stone Mountain near the left. It is the only place for Luoyang to go east.

On the fork of the heavy snow river, the winter solstice is not boated.

Now it's blocked. There are no boats on the river for a long time.

The dark clouds and snow of Meng Yishan rushed all the way to the ferry, and they were meeting Yan Ji, who had returned from the barracks, and Mo Kui, who was protecting him.

Before Yan Ji had an overview of the military and managed the big competition in the army, he ate and lived in the barracks with the harrier soldiers, and devoted himself to studying the formation map and military formation.

Today, it was a half-day holiday for the soldier and Yao Zhang, and for themselves.

Tomorrow, I will fight with Wu Chang's honor guards, and there is no need to break the strings too tightly.

Although Yan Ji is more vicious than Ma Wenming in the army, he is reasonable, punishes all faults, and will be rewarded for his merits.

Ma Junmen is the master who does whatever he wants, and if he touches it slightly, he may kill you, human life is not a rare thing in his place, not to mention a soldier who is a soldier, what good person will be a soldier in the Ming Dynasty?

What light army and slow army have their own bans, and all kinds of beheadings are used to intimidate soldiers and ruffians.

Yan Ji only treated these people as human beings a little, and with the full cooperation of Yao Wenzhong and Zhang Guangyuan, he also put those unruly soldiers into obedience.

The river crosses both banks, and the traces of people are wiped out.

The two peaks of Piling and Heishi are far away from each other, and the Yamen of the Inspection Department is here to control the chokehold, and the water and land transportation are under surveillance.

Mr. Yan is handsome, wearing a fox fur, a crane, and riding on a white horse, which is quite interesting to guide the country.

"Kyushu Yu traces, how dangerous!"

"Legend has it that King Dayu once controlled the water here, chiseled the black stone mountain, and left a pass."

Lao Meng nodded, brandished his horsewhip and pointed, "The Black Stone Pass on our yamen, one husband is the pass, and ten thousand people can't open it!" ”

The mountains beyond the pass are full of sheep's intestine paths, and it is impossible to march.

"Why does the prince rely so heavily on Lao Tzu, the position of this inspection yamen is well opened."

Yan Ji crossed his hands and tucked them together in his sleeves. Look at the water of the Yellow River.

He summed it up for him: "This is really the throat of Luoyang, the west of Gongdi is the Tiger Prison Pass, the east is the Black Stone Pass, the mountain and river fortress, and it is fortified. ”

Yan Ji took out his hand again and pointed at the river beach, it was too cold to freeze his hands, and he didn't know how Meng Yishan's martial arts training was not invaded by cold and heat.

"At the end of the Sui Dynasty, Wang Shichong, the anti-king, once led an army to cross here at night, occupied the Heishi dangerous point, and relied on the terrain to defeat Wagang Li Mi."

Now that the times have changed, it is peaceful, and the imperial court has only set up a patrol yamen here. There was no garrison.

Although Lao Meng's actual official inspection envoy is not big, it is really important to Luoyang Mansion.

Mo Kui listened on the side, he didn't understand Yan Shusheng's military warfare, and said with a smile:

"In the past, Lao Tzu committed illegal salt, walked this black stone crossing at night, did not give enough silver, and it was really impossible to fight and kill."

Yan Ji still continued to shake his hands with the peasants, pointing out that the country was too cold.

"Brother Mo is also talking about the same line, the military and politics and the wealth here, all three are choked, and they are Luoyang's henchmen."

At this time, the messenger who greeted several people had already trotted out from the yamen in the distance.

Lao Meng saw that Yan Junshi, who was very powerful in Qiyu Wind Beacon, was so cold that he shook his hands, and hurriedly let people go to the yamen, and after a while, he would freeze into his grandson.

The Yamen of the Inspection Department has violated all regulations in terms of scale and land occupation in Luoyang's government offices at all levels.

Meng Yishan also ignored the statement that he did not repair the government for officials, he was much more arrogant than his predecessor Tian Xi, and spent a lot of money to renovate it.

In particular, the craftsmen who have built Buddhist temples and palaces have been invited to make a lot of extravagant changes.

In front of the study hall of the meeting, a plaque was also hung with Mr. Yan's own handwriting, and the three characters of the vigorous and clumsy Black Tiger Hall were hung high on it.

The bandit almost wanted Yan Junshi to write one more word, the Black Tiger Festival Hall, and was persuaded by Yan Ji to not have the festival of the envoy of the feudal town, so he didn't want to mess around.

But he was still put in several chairs by Lao Meng in the hall, and even covered with tiger skin.

The ground of the main hall of the Black Tiger Hall is paved with the mud bricks made by Su, because the sound of this brick is solid and crisp, there is the sound of gold and iron, and it is also called gold bricks, commonly known as gold brick paving, which is this thing.

On the wall, there is a picture of a tiger descending the mountain, which has both form and spirit.

This painting is not the work of the ancients, but the handwriting of Zhao Ruyin, the most famous painter of Jiangsu and Zhejiang painting tigers.

The painting was sent by a merchant who asked Lao Meng.

In the Ming Dynasty, tea was a monopoly on official sales, and like salt, private offenders were not allowed.

The inspection department is to keep tax collectors and inspectors to inspect goods in the north and south, pay taxes legally, and the heavy blows of private criminals are not discussed.

When Zhu Hongwu was in power, Zhu Yuanzhang even killed Ouyang Lun, a concubine who trafficked illicit tea.

Attacked his son-in-law, just because the house slave of the horse forcibly broke into the sentry post of the Lantian Inspection Division.

Now that the situation has changed, private tea is not as serious as private salt, after all, this thing is not necessary for people's livelihood, and the output is also limited.

As long as it is not sold to Mongolia, the circulation of illegal salt in the interior is not strictly controlled.

Those who dared to sell illicit tea wantonly and in defiance of the ban were all dignitaries in the court and even imperial merchants, and no one was a real commoner.

But it is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, and when he arrives at Heishidu, he has to send items to Lord Meng.

There was a fleet from the south before, and the owner of the ship was also a servant of the powerful family, so he consciously worshiped the dock and took the initiative to present this painting to Lord Meng.

Lao Meng thought it was good-looking, so he hung it up in his Black Tiger Festival Hall without concealment, and Lao Tzu confiscated his own home anyway.

As soon as Meng Yishan returned to the Black Tiger Festival Hall, he asked Yan Ji to discuss the matter in the hall later.

Every time Yan Ji entered the door, he was not used to the appearance of this hall, it was too rough.

Mr. Yan had to take a seat when he came, and Lao Meng even wanted to ask him to be the first in command with a tiger skin.

Yan Ji was a little respectful, if there was a goose feather fan in front of him, he could block his face.

Lao Meng is too much like the King of the Mountain and his military advisors, and they are going to discuss the robbery of the house together.

Mr. Yan said in his heart that it's not that a strong person like you really can't control this thing, and Xiaosheng is grateful for it.

"My lord, I should sit on the top. Yan is a scholar, and he can't be the majesty of the skin of the mountain king! ”

"You literati master, I don't know how cold it is in the mountains in winter, and how warm the tiger skin is!" Lao Meng sighed a little sincerely,

The two sat down across the long bookcase.

Yan Ji wrote a note on the results of the more than ten days of training and handed it to Lao Meng.

Meng Yishan stumbled, he was in charge of arbitrariness at the moment, and there was a battalion of soldiers in his hands, so he had to force himself to read the documents if he was not used to them

Yan Ji knew that his proprietor had a little bit of ink, and his writing was concise and to the point, and there was no doping with the words of the four and six.

"Wonderful! Sir, this is clearly written. "I said that scholars should be like you, and Lao Tzu will be much easier.

Lao Meng put down the strip in his hand, and patted his hand lightly on the tiger skin chair, "That's it!" ”

The fight is close to the eyebrows, and Lao Meng has nothing to plan again.

Wu Chang is too cautious, more cautious than his little Zhuge , and the wells of the big camp are all dead.

Although it is difficult for flies to fly over, it is also an impossible task to send someone to secretly lay some croton.

The officers were also forced to stay in the camp overnight, and no one could run out to look for flowers and willows, not to give you the opportunity to create contradictions and discount an arm.

People's hearts are not ancient, and they can't do anything about it.