The twelfth year of Chongzhen, July 23.

This day is the fourteenth of the 24 solar terms, and it is the heat of the year.

When it comes to the summer, it means that the scorching heat and unbearable weather have come to an end.

The weather is starting to get cooler.

Most of the people in Liaodong used to choose to travel on this day to worship their ancestors.

By the way, put a river lantern.

The Plum Blossom Society will also go on an outing on this day, feeling the autumn atmosphere brought by nature in the empty wilderness, and teaching classes at the same time.

Today, however, no one rides horses on an outing.

Not only the Plum Blossom Society, but also the people who got up early did not go to work in the fields.

They coincidentally went to a place - Shenyang West Railway Station.

There, a row of steam locomotives snorting smoke sparked along the tracks to the west.

The young soldier waved goodbye to his family and boarded the train in an orderly manner under the blessed eyes of his relatives.

On the train, he waved again to the people who had come to see him off, and then left on the train.

The roar of locomotives and the sound of people saying goodbye one after another, and the occasional cry and the sound of parting exhortations are intertwined with the world full of fireworks.

Yang Chengying stood on the platform on the east side of the station, and because of the protection of the guards, no people approached there, making it seem quiet.

The reason why he did not appear in the farewell crowd was because he was also about to embark on the train to Liaoxi.

Zu Zepei hurriedly came, holding a secret letter in his hand: "Your Highness, a letter from Shanhaiguan."

MeSign's fire paint is very complete, and it is also stuffed with chicken feathers, which is a top-secret urgent item.

"Oh." Yang Chengying took it, opened it, took the code book from Zu Zepei's hand, and personally translated it word by word.

Fan Wencheng, Ning Wanme, Zu Dashou and Dolgon, who participated in the send-off, deliberately avoided it and looked away.

After Yang Chengying finished translating, his expression was a little strange, but he quickly collected his mood and turned to the four of them:

"There are two big news, one is that Emperor Chongzhen has died. The other is Li Zicheng, who seized the Jingshi, and promoted Zuo Maotai to the left servant of the military government and the defense envoy of Miyun, and sent him to recruit Hong Chengchou."

"Zuo Maotai is a member of the Shanzuo Taisha, but he didn't expect to kneel quite quickly, and as soon as he turned around, he also helped Li Zicheng persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender." Ning Wan mocked.

"He didn't persuade him with his mouth, the eight thousand soldiers who accompanied him to Shanhaiguan were also led by Tang Tong." Yang Chengying said.

"Under the arrangement of His Royal Highness, Hong Chengchou has 5,000 elite soldiers, and even if there are 20,000 soldiers in Jizhen led by Tang Tong, they are not Hong Chengchou's opponents."

Zu Dashou, the deputy privy envoy, analyzed: "Once Hong Chengchou counterattacks, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Beijing Central Army, and how to deal with it in the future is the key."

"Do you want to send Cao Wenzhao to lead the army to Qiansuo Town first, and meet Hong Chengchou at any time." Fan Wencheng asked.

Yang Chengying waved his hand: "No hurry. As long as Li Zicheng did not personally lead the army, Hong Chengchou could handle it. What we need to do now is to move our troops and supplies to the front line to deal with the situation that lies ahead."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Chongzhen is dead, and the banner of revenge for the Ming Dynasty can be played. But Yang Chengying was not in a hurry to send troops to Beijing, he still wanted to wait a little longer.

If you want to make those big people in Beijing suffer enough, they will obediently spit out a large amount of land in their names in the future.

In addition to the transfer of troops, there is another thing that is also very important.

Land Surveyor.

Returning to the palace from the West Railway Station, Yang Chengying met with the land surveyor who was about to go to western Liaoning in the open space outside the Chongzheng Palace.

After the victory of the army, they will enter the occupied areas under the protection of the county inspection divisions and carry out land surveys.

The inspectors also came to the scene and stood in unison.

Yang Chengying glanced at them, they were all vibrant, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are about to go to Liaoxi and settle in Gyeonggi in the future. Then we will carry out a work related to the fortunes of the country, land surveying and title confirmation." ap.

This is something that everyone knows in advance.

Because it is an open recruitment, we all know what we want to do, and the first principle of signing up is voluntary.

As soon as the list was posted, the students who graduated from each school actively participated.

They all know very well that if they want to get a piece of the pie in the palace that will dominate the world in the future, they have to find opportunities to perform.

Land distribution was a major issue that plagued the ancient Eastern Empire.

"Under the unified command of the royal government and the county government, you will carry out land surveying and confirmation of rights around Gyeonggi to lay a solid foundation for land distribution."

Yang Chengying said with emotion: "Your work affects the future, which is not only related to your own future destiny, but also will be recorded in the history books along with the vigorous history of the land."

The crowd applauded violently.

Taishang Lide, followed by meritorious service, followed by words, although it has not been abandoned for a long time, this is immortal.

In addition to the official history starting with a certain dynasty, there are also various local chronicles, private notes, etc.

Land is the most important thing, and the matter of land is important enough to build a temple.

Coupled with the needs of the real career, it can naturally stimulate incomparably powerful energy.

Yang Chengying made a downward gesture with his hands down, waited for the applause to stop, and said:

"Culture has a long history, and I like the Tang Dynasty's Biansai poems the most, through which you can see the immortal soul of a poet.

For example, Yang Jiong in the early Tang Dynasty, a song from the military - rather as a centurion, better as a scholar. Very heroic!

However, I prefer a poem by Wang Changling, the yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken.

Why do you still shout 'never return' when you wear gold armor? Because they all know, and we know, that what they do is meaningful.

Here, I also borrow a poem from the ancients to send you, who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of the sweat."

Further stimulate their fame.

After beating the land surveyors and inspectors, Yang Chengying returned to the inner courtyard of the palace.

Someone had already boiled hot water, poured it into the bathtub, and added cold water.

Yang Chengying reached out to probe the temperature of the water, the temperature was just right, then took off his clothes and walked into the bath tub.

He's going to take a hot shower.

Although the scenes that are happening now have been deduced many times in his heart, it is so emotional when it really appears.

Marching into the Central Plains and completing the unification of the world is just around the corner!

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the temperature of the water.

Suddenly, a towel touched his body.

Yang Chengying opened his eyes and turned his head to see that it was Zhu Huixian.

This kind of thing has always been helped by Deyin and them.

However, Yang Chengying didn't say a word, and Zhu Huixian didn't say a word.

After wiping the water on their bodies, Yingniang and the others walked in, each holding a tray.

Pure white clothes, pure white tiara, pure white belt, pure white shoes and socks......

As a nominal Ming courtier, and a de facto figure on one side, Yang Chengying felt that he was wearing white clothes and had already given the emperor face.

As for the army, how it should be or how it should be.

"I wish the general a victory, and a success!"

When they finished dressing, all the women congratulated in unison.

Yang Chengying nodded solemnly, and then walked out of the bathroom, and the room was full of Liaodong officials and generals.

On the afternoon of the 23rd, the Liaodong Army was dispatched!