Flying pigeon biography is theoretically much more reliable than human, but in fact, the limitations of flying pigeons are not small at all.

After all, pigeons are animals, and they are easy to be caught by others on the road, and they may be dropped letters, and they may not even be caught by others.

Therefore, the farther the distance, the less reliable the pigeon will be.

The pigeon can not fly to Datong, but enough to fly to Xuanfu, after all, Xuanfu is under the rule of Shuntianfu, and there is not even a place to go out, the pigeon is released in the morning, and the pigeon will return to the cage in the afternoon.

Weng Wanda's "Weng" handsome flag on the wolf's nest ditch mouth fort was still fluttering, but the Ming army standing on the city wall did not notice a few pigeons passing in the air.

Zhu Di's five expeditions to Mobei, all of which were stationed here, so he built a fort.

After Wolf Castle is the green grassland...... Phew, Zhangbei grassland.

The pigeon quietly landed next to a bag, but there was no letter on the pigeon's leg, and the pigeon's return was a signal in itself.

In the early morning of the next day, the far north pass of Wolf Fort suddenly heard the neighing of war horses coming from the north, because the sky was not bright, the sergeant guarding the pass could only roughly estimate that it was more than 50 cavalry, and the officers and soldiers were afraid that the vanguard would not dare to delay, so they immediately lit four lamps and fired four cannons, which was called four lights and four artillery to attack the north.

It's just that when the four cannons have been fired, the neighing of the war horses in the distance has faded away.

Hearing the return to the quiet grassland, the officers and soldiers holding their blades on the pass couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, only the commander was flexible, and suddenly slapped the table when everyone was still stunned.

"Victory!"

"Whoa!"

The officers and soldiers on the pass received the white strip of the imperial court's reward, and the four lights and four cannons also passed to the brother military town of Xuanfu Datong at the fastest speed.

It's just that after this, the beacon returned to tranquility, there was no follow-up cannon sound, and the beacon tower in the distance also removed the lanterns one after another, and the Ming army of the various passes was relieved, just when the grievances of which tribe went the wrong way, and a certain pass was cheapened in vain, and the whole process took less than two hours from the spontaneous cannon to the withdrawal of the lights.

And this is not the limit of the beacon fire, the coastal preparation of the beacon fire is the most fast, one night can spread more than 7,000 miles, from Shandong to artillery, before the next day, Lingnan can hear the alarm, at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty still did not change the beacon system, Shandong is still in trouble, Denglai two states almost every day to light cigarettes, because of the wolf smoke, the name of Yantai then spread all over the north and south, since then the official called Denglai and the people called Yantai.

Shortly after the Datong defenders removed the lanterns, a caravan was also escorted by the local Datong dart bureau and headed straight for the Monan grassland from the mouth of a collapsed Great Wall.

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Yan family.

After a full day of cabinet discussions, Yan Song returned home with a solemn face with a cabinet ticket.

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Song directly blocked Yan Shifan in the study.

"Yan Shifan, tell me, what happened to the Tao family?"

It's just that Yan Shifan didn't seem to hear Yan Song's warning.

"Dad, I've been to the Tao family, and everyone is not in a hurry, but the Yan family is in a hurry, so how will the Tao family look at the Yan family in the future?"

"What's more, Tao Shixian assured me that there is still ...... room for maneuvering"

Without waiting for Yan Shifan to finish speaking, Yan Song directly smashed the ticket in his hand on Yan Shifan's face.

"Widen your eyes and see clearly, this is the cabinet is about to submit to the celebrant of ceremonies!"

"Not only the Fujian and Zhejiang provinces of his Tao family have to re-establish the city ship, but even the city ship division that the former Song Dynasty set up in Mizhou has to be rerouted to the Lingshanwei station and reopened in order to raise enough grain for the search."

"Do you have to wait until the city is placed on the filial piety tomb to wake up? Tao family, the general trend is coming! ”

More than 20 million taels of silver, Yan Song didn't know how Zeng Mo calculated this account.

In the pre-Song Dynasty, the peak income of the city was more than 2 million min, and the ten-year compound expenditure was just 20 million taels of silver.

The more Yan Song calculated, the more frightened he became, and he finally knew why Xia Yan didn't dare to mention the Hetao in the last few months.

This is a discussion of the river loop, it is clearly a discussion of opening the sea!

Yan Shifan picked up the ticket from the ground disappreciatively and sighed helplessly.

"Dad, isn't this the general trend still gone? It's not too late for us to move when we really go, even if all the city divisions are reopened, we won't immediately force the Tao family to death, how can it be so fast, don't put the silver with white flowers, you have a grudge against the silver? ”

Hearing his son's high remarks, Yan Song only felt that his blood pressure was soaring.

"You!"

Yan Shifan took a deep breath and stared at his father tightly.

"Dad, you are careful, but after all these years, when did I miss it? The monarch's father wants to open the sea, but the son can save it, I have a sense of proportion in my hands, and it is not yet time, so don't be impatient. ”

was persuaded by Yan Shifan like this, and Yan Song suppressed the anger in his heart.

It is true that Yan Song is cautious by nature, but Yan Song knows that if he only has his own caution, the Yan family will never be as prominent as it is today.

Half a lifetime of experience made Yan Song have to listen to Yan Shifan's advice again.

Ning Jue was like a catalyst, in the voice of Ning Jue's Chengtianmen.

The temples of the empire have begun a violent chemical reaction.

The major powers are aware of the crisis.

It's just that Ning Jue at this time was still immersed in a coma with excessive blood loss, as if he had a dream.

In dreams.

Ning Jue has returned to the afterlife and received the compensation.

Since then, the beauty of Xiangche has reached the pinnacle of life, and even left a few short sentences in the history books, but history has not changed much because of her little butterfly.

Ning Jue didn't care too much about it, and then he began a drunken life, dreaming of death, drunk and gold-obsessed, every year since the beginning of spring, from Qiongzhou all the way from south to north, followed by the summer monsoon, everywhere he went was the midsummer scenery, to the north in autumn and then returned to the south.

When you are tired of it, you will smell the autumn and move, not only traveling all over the world but also the four seasons like spring.

Black silk, white silk, and short skirts cannot be described.

Ning Jue's snot bubbles were about to pop up.

It wasn't until Ning Jue felt that he had gradually recovered some strength, but subconsciously he didn't open his eyes, but touched it like a pillow.

"Hands, hands ......?"

Zhu Xizhong, who was lying on the side of Ning Jue's bed, was so frightened that his soul was about to fly when he heard this.

"Doctor! Isn't my brother's hand there? What is he looking for? Is it black and white impermanence standing here that I can't see?! ”

"What are you yelling about? Do you still want to go to war? A corpse on the ground shouldn't scare you to death? ”

Listening to Zhu Xizhong's shout, everyone in the courtyard poured into Ning Jue's bedroom and crowded in front of Ning Jue's bed.

Ning Jue was also gradually woken up by this shout, and slowly opened his eyes, but what caught his eyes was not the kind Nightingale, but the familiar big face.

"Wake up?"