Chapter 4 Departure to the Frontier
Yang Bing didn't speak, but looked at Wan Qi Keer, it was the first time Yang Bing had seen such a heroic girl.
The ancients did not have so many restrictions on age, so Wan Qi Keer is only about to reach the age of eighteen now, and her face still has the childishness unique to these teenagers, showing a bright red lips that are sweet and lovely, and the unsmiling expression on her face looks extremely heroic, which makes people can't help but respect from the heart.
Wan Qi Keer didn't get Yang Bing's reply, turned her head to look at Yang Bing, and just happened to bump into Yang Bing's eyes staring at her, her eyes exuded a depth that was not available at this age, plus Yang Bing was naked at the moment with the face of that beautiful man, Wan Qi Keer actually felt that her little face was a little hot.
But soon I thought about Yang Bing's character, and there was a disgust in his eyes.
"I told you what I said, I hope you can listen to it, and honestly mix in the frontier for a few years, otherwise, I can't guarantee what happens on the battlefield." Wan Qi Ke'er fell down this sentence, got up to leave, and looked back at Yang Bing when he stepped out of the room, only to see that Yang Bing was still looking at him.
Wan Qi Ke'er's cheeks were slightly red: "Hmph, dogs can't change eating!" After muttering a few words, Wan Qi Ke'er left the Prime Minister's Mansion directly.
"Interesting." Yang Bing chuckled and told Ziyun to get him bath water, but Ziyun didn't move in place.
"Purple Cloud? What's wrong? Purple clouds! β
"Eh, oh, young master, I'll get it right away." Ziyun reacted and ran out in a panic to give Yang Bing bath water.
At night, Yang Bing was about to blow out the lamp to sleep, only to hear the door of the room being opened, turned his head to look, only to see Ziyun timidly walked in, did not speak to Yang Bing, and began to take off his clothes very skillfully.
Recalling his memory, Yang Bing sighed again: It's really too sinful.
"That, Ziyun, don't be here with me today, go back to your own room." Yang Bing still couldn't bear to say.
Ziyun was frightened by Yang Bing's words, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and cried: "Young master, Ziyun knows that he is wrong, please don't buy me, young master, I am willing to do anything, young master, Ziyun begs you." β
Ziyun also thought that Yang Bing couldn't look down on Ziyun anymore, and wanted to buy himself, this kind of thing hadn't happened before, there were a few maids before, and Yang Bing was tired of sleeping and bought it directly in the Qinglou.
Compared to being bought into a Qinglou and facing different men every day, Ziyun would rather be tortured by Yang Bing alone.
"Well, I didn't mean that, but you heard it this morning, I'm going to the frontier in three days, I don't want to do that kind of thing these days, you just go back to your room." Yang Bing explained, and said that he was about to blow out the lamp.
Ziyun spoke again: "Young master, I, I don't have my own room. She said with her head down.
Ziyun was bought into the Prime Minister's Mansion when he was seven years old, and when Yang Bing was ten years old, he had already let Ziyun accompany him, but Yang Bing hadn't done anything excessive to Ziyun at that time, just two people sleeping in the same bed.
It wasn't until half a year ago that Yang Bing sold two maids who looked worse than Ziyun to Zuihualou that he began to attack Ziyun.
Since then, Ziyun has not had her own room and has been living in Yang Bing's room.
Yang Bing patted his head: "It's really, alas, it's a sin." β
"Then come up." When Ziyun heard Yang Bing's words, his face showed a trace of joy for the rest of his life, and he stood up and continued to undress.
"Didn't you hear what I just said, just sleep." Saying that, Yang Bing blew out the candle and lay down with his back to Ziyun.
Soon, three days later, Yang Bing put on heavy armor, carried the horse chopping knife at his waist, and rode the horse that Yang Xiyuan had prepared for him, followed by Ziyun, who was also riding a horse.
This was requested by Yang Bing, because he knew that what Yang Bing had done to Ziyun in the past, everyone in the family knew about it, but they didn't say it on the face that as soon as he left Kyoto, Ziyun would be bought by someone to buy a tooth shop, that is, a place that specializes in buying and selling people.
Yang Bing couldn't bear to suffer such a girl, so he proposed to take Ziyun with him, but Yang Xiyuan didn't think much about it, after all, Yang Bing also had someone around him who knew him to take care of him, so he agreed.
In the past few days, Ziyun has also found that his young master is different from before, so he is very willing to follow Yang Bing, even if it is to a very dangerous frontier area.
"Young Master, how long will it take for us to get to the frontier?" Ziyun was very happy all the way, because she had never felt the perspective on horseback, and in Ziyun's heart, anyone who could be on horseback was rich.
Yang Bing looked at Ziyun's face with a lot more smiles, and the guilt in his heart was also reduced a lot, although he didn't do those things by himself, he still had those memories.
"It's going to take about twenty days." Yang Bing and the two came to the door of Wan Qi's house.
Wan Qi Shihui is the identity of the uncle of the country, and he is also the founding general who followed the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang back then, and his rank in the court is even higher than Yang Xiyuan.
This Wan Qi family's mansion is naturally very luxurious, the faΓ§ade is much larger than the prime minister's mansion, at this time, at the door of Wan Qi's house, there is a long line of soldiers, the number is about five hundred.
At the front of the team, Wan Qi Keer was dressed in silver armor, sitting on a horse with a black cloak on her shoulders, holding a spear in her hand, and exuding a domineering aura that shocked the heroes.
Wan Qi Keer has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, so her complexion does not look as white as that of ordinary women, but a healthy wheat color, and her body also looks very strong because of her perennial exercise.
It's just that the difference between Ziyun and Wan Qi Kerr is that Ziyun looks like a delicate woman who is a bird, while Wan Qi Kerr looks like a modern female athlete, full of sports cells all over her body.
And it was generally noticed that the body of the spear in Wan Qi Keer's hand was made of pure iron, and a long spear weighed at least forty or fifty pounds, but in Wan Qi Keer's hand, it was like holding an ordinary wooden stick.
Wan Qi Keer saw Yang Bing who came over, Yang Bing was also dressed in shining silver armor, carrying the long horse chopping knife at his waist, riding on the horse without smiling and his face, which made Wan Qi Ke'er question in his heart for a while: "This person, is it really the lascivious Young Master Yang?" It's not like that. β
In addition, when Yang Bing was in his previous life, there were not a hundred but fifty lives in his hands, so there was a faint murderous aura on his body.
"Young Master Yang is here." Wan Qi Keer wanted to think about it, but she still showed that she looked down on Yang Bing.
Yang Bing smiled slightly in his heart, clenched his fists and arched his hands: "General Wan Qian, deputy general Yang Bing came to restore his life." β
"Well, yes, it's a bit of a soldier." However, Wan Qi Ke'er saw Ziyun following behind Yang Bing, and the unhappy expression on his face was revealed again: "I didn't expect it, Young Master Yang really cherishes his subordinates, and even takes a maid with him to the battlefield." β
When Ziyun heard this, he immediately lowered his head in shame, for fear that his young master would be implicated because of himself.
"The general laughed, this is the last general's personal maid Ziyun, who has lived with me since childhood, and learned that I was going to the frontier to defend my family and the country, and I was clamoring to follow, and my father was also an enlightened person, and he understood Ziyun's protector, so he asked me to bring her." After Yang Bing finished speaking, he also approached Wan Qi Ke'er and said quietly.
"Hmph, Flim Flam." Wan Qi Keer didn't say anything, and threw Yang Bing a token: "This is your card, it is used to prove your identity, you have to put it away, the card is there!" β
"Yes!" Yang Bing took the card and put it away seriously.
What Wan Qi Keer didn't know was that it was this card that saved her life soon after.
"The virtuous nephew is here." A loyal voice came, Yang Bing followed the voice and looked at it, only to see a burly middle-aged man in court clothes walking over, exuding a unique aura of a superior person.
The person who came was Wan Qi Keer's father, Wan Qi Shihui, who had just returned from the dynasty and was just in time for everyone to set off.
"Uncle Wan Qi." Yang Bing's respectful salutation made Wan Qi Shihui impressed, and laughed: "Hahaha, my eldest brother mentioned it to me a few days ago, saying that the virtuous nephew is sensible and has grown up, and now it is really true!" β
This Wan Qi Shihui looks like a heroic person, and he will say whatever he has to say.
"Yang Bing did do some wrong things a few years ago, and now that my father is old, I don't want to worry about the second elder anymore, and I also want to make a hegemony." Yang Bing said with a smile.
"Hahaha, okay, uncle is optimistic about you, but you still have to pay attention, the battlefield is not comparable to Kyoto, it is very dangerous there, there is anything to find Ke'er, she knows more than you on the battlefield all year round." Wan Qi Shihui patted Yang Bing's shoulder and smiled.
"Cut, pretend, I don't know what it's like before and after people." Wan Qi Keer felt very uncomfortable when she saw her father being so optimistic about Yang Bing.
After a few words of greeting, Wan Qi Keer and Yang Bing led the team to set off, all the way north towards the place where the whipping was flooded.
And just after everyone left, on the carriage that Wan Qi Shihui was sitting in at the door of Wan Qi's house, Yang Xiyuan and a person with a black mask walked down, and the three of them looked around and walked into Wan Qi's house.
"Big brother, you are still thoughtful, I just felt that someone was staring at us." Wan Qi Shihui said solemnly to Yang Xiyuan.
"Well, it looks like they already feel like we're connected." Yang Xiyuan and Wan Qi Shihui hugged the man with the mask and walked into a secret room.
Entering the secret room, the man took off his mask, and Yang Xiyuan and Wan Qi Shihui hurriedly saluted: "Prince." β
The man waved his hand: "In this case, don't stick to the number of etiquette, the prime minister's uncle will get up quickly." β
This person is Zhu Di, the crown prince of the emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.
The two got up, and Yang Xiyuan asked, "I don't know what Your Majesty is sending you out of the palace at the risk of doing at this time?" β
Zhu Di's eyes showed a sadness, but it quickly flashed: "I believe that the prime minister has noticed it these days, and some people in the court are beginning to move, some days ago, my father received a secret letter from Jinyiwei, and someone in the court secretly hooked up with the Tatars to plot against usurpation." β
When Yang Xiyuan and Wan Qi Shihui heard this, their faces were full of disbelief: "This, prince, is it true?" β
Zhu Di nodded: "My father has repeatedly sent Jinyi Wei to investigate, and it is indeed mentioned in the secret letter, they are likely to do it to me first, so today, after the next dynasty, my father called the two of you to the Palace of Heart Cultivation, and asked me to disguise and follow the two out of the palace." β
Indeed, after going down to the court today, Wan Qi Shihui and Yang Xiyuan were going to rush back to Wan Qi's house together to send Wan Qi Keer and Yang Bing, but they were called by Zhu Yuanzhang to the Yangxin Palace and handed over the prince to the two of them, in order to take the real prince out of the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang could let go and find those people in the palace.