Chapter 153: The Storm Comes in the Busy Farming Season (1)

The white-clothed army is known to be brave and good at fighting, and it is the strongest army in Dahua, stationed in the southwest of Hanzhou Prefecture in Xiahe County.

In that year, the emperor of the Turkic State Duanmusheng implemented the law of reform with an iron fist, punished the corrupt ministers and killed the inferior gentry, and overhauled the water affairs of the Guangqing River Canal. Emperor Dahua Mingde saw the rise of his neighbors and made frequent moves, so he couldn't help but have trouble sleeping, so he ordered the fourth son of the emperor, Sui Wang Xia Jianzhen, to set up a white-clothed army in the southwest of Hanzhou Mansion in Xiahe County.

The garrisons of the outposts around the country have always been good at defending and not attacking, because for many years, the strength of the Dahua country is far stronger than that of Shatuo and Xian Ma countries, but it has never led troops to invade. Emperor Mingde asked King Sui to establish this white-clothed army, with the original intention of leading troops to the south after his training was successful and everything was ready, so as to eliminate the trouble in the south of the country. No, Xia Jianzhen was overwhelmed after mastering the white-clothed army, and began to covet the throne.

In the spring of the twenty-first year of Mingde, the news that the emperor was critically ill came from the palace, and Xia Jianzhen couldn't hold it anymore, and hurriedly led the elite of the white-clothed army to be stationed on the outskirts of the capital, and the intention of seizing the throne was clearly revealed. Where could the princes and ministers in the city allow it? The soldiers and horses of the capital city and the 80,000 defenders of the Zhijin Lingfu were ordered to expel and engage Xia Jianzhen's 20,000 white-clothed troops in Xixia Village on the outskirts of the city, but they were defeated and defeated. Xia Jianzhen took advantage of the situation to lead the troops into the inner city, and went straight to the palace, but when the army marched to Nancheng Street, he was ambushed by the dead and died of his wounds.

Although the main general Xia Jianzhen died, it did not prevent the white-clothed army from becoming famous from now on. The white-clothed army has changed hands several times, and the main general at this time is the favored seventh son of the emperor - Xia Muyang, the king of Zhen.

Xia Muyang has been martial arts since he was a child, and he joined the white-clothed army at the age of sixteen. With the emperor's background and outstanding military talents, he quickly established a firm foundation in the army and won the support of the generals and soldiers. Eleven years later, Xia Muyang was appointed by Emperor Yonghua as the commander of the White Army, and his prestige in the Dahua Army gradually approached that of the general Rui Rumin.

There were 23,000 garrisons at the Pinan outpost, and only more than 20,000 remained after the mutiny. The 10,000 white-clothed troops brought by Xia Muyang were all elite cavalry, stationed on the gentle slope south of the outpost, and his Chinese army tent was placed according to a few mangosteens.

Early this morning, he took Xia Chengcan and led more than 20 horsemen out of the military camp and slowly walked towards the neighboring villages.

At the beginning of June, when the grain is ripe and the monsoon blows the plants down, the farmers need to harvest the grain before it detains and rots. And at this time of year, the rain is abundant and the land is moist, which is a good time to plough the fields and plant. In less than a month, the peasants have to complete the harvesting, threshing, drying, and packing into the warehouse, and on the other hand, they also have to do a good job of planting, loosening the soil, irrigating, and planting seedlings. One year, when there was a sudden rainstorm, the family braved the storm and walked back to their home four or five miles away. His eyes were so drenched in the rain that he couldn't open them, there was thunder in the sky, and the author had his brother holding hands, and he didn't have any fear in his heart at that time. Now that I think about it, it was really a very good memory in my life. I have no intention of irrigating it, and I sigh when I think of the past. )。

On the east and west sides of the outpost are vast farmlands, and patches of golden rice to be harvested are scattered and disorderly, stretching to the end of the horizon. Xia Muyang took Xia Chengcan to walk on the path between the ridges, and more than 20 guards with knives led the horses and followed closely behind.

"Chengcan, is this your first time in the field?" Xia Muyang said with a smile as he walked.

"Oh, Father, the child has been here once before. Xia Chengcan replied with a smile, "Last year, around the time of Xiaoxiao, Duanfu took us to the fields on the outskirts of the capital during the ambush war. This is the second time that the child has gone to the field, but it is the first time with his father. ”

When Xia Muyang heard this, he laughed, obviously in a very good mood, and asked again: "After going back this time, our father and son are also planting plots on the outskirts of the city, how about it?"

The child was born in the royal family, and has always been pampered, and it is really difficult to understand the daily hardships of the poor people. Xia Chengcan replied. He understood his father's deep meaning, and at this moment he also secretly warned himself to be more considerate of the people's sufferings in order to solve the people's worries.

Xia Muyang nodded, and then said to a man in black behind him: "Tang Su, you write down this matter, and after returning to the capital, find us a more ordinary field ridge on the outskirts of the city." ”

"Yes, my lord, my subordinates remember it. The man in black replied. For him, anything this man assigns is a big deal, and he must do it properly and thoughtfully.

This place is only more than ten miles away from the outpost, there are often generals and soldiers, Xia Muyang and his party chatted and walked for half an hour, and met a lot of passers-by, but they were not surprised. "Hey, Kong Yuhe!" Xia Muyang suddenly called behind him.

A tall and thin black-faced man heard the call and walked over quickly, bowed down and said, "Lord Wang, my subordinates are here." ”

"I remember drinking once, and you told me that your family has been a tenant farmer for generations, so I think you are not unfamiliar with farming?" Xia Muyang asked with a smile on his forehead. He has always been kind to his attendants, and it is common for him to eat and drink at the same table with them, and he naturally knows a lot about the origins of these subordinates.

The tall thin and black-faced man named Kong Yuhe heard the prince ask about this, his face was full of joy, and he replied with a smile: "Yes, my subordinates have helped my father and mother take care of agricultural affairs in the fields since I was a child, and I am quite familiar with these doorways. Unexpectedly... I didn't expect the prince to remember this. "He is just a soldier who is not as good as his rank, and he is really touched by a prince to be remembered.

Xia Muyang patted his arm and said with a smile: "When you return to the capital, you will come to teach me and Chengcan to farm." Kong Yu couldn't help but be stunned, and bowed down for a while and replied "yes".

The two were chatting, and a light horse approached quickly not far behind them, and they dismounted and stood four or five feet away from everyone. Seeing this, the two guards at the end of the team hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

The man looked anxious, and said: "Below is the government soldier of the capital Zhijin Order, and I sent a letter to His Royal Highness King Zhen on the order of Lord Hu, please report it." As he spoke, he took out the Golden Decree Mansion from his pocket and showed it to the two.

"Let him come over!" Xia Muyang was only four or five feet away from the man, and he had already heard his words, which was the second parent's guard. Hu Xiu'an is the governor of the capital, and he is also his cousin, he sent someone to deliver a letter at this time, and Xia Muyang expected that something important would happen in the capital.

The two guards gave way to the way, and the man hurriedly stepped forward, tore open the placket of his chest, took out a letter from the stitches, and bowed down to present it.

Xia Muyang took the envelope, removed the fire paint, spread it out for a quick look, and his face gradually turned cold.

"Father, what happened in the capital?" Xia Chengcan had been standing beside his father, and when he saw that his face changed suddenly after reading the letter, he asked softly.

"Chengchan, you can take a look too. Xia Muyang didn't say much, and handed the letter over.

Xia Chengcan took the letter and looked at it, his face became even colder than his father's in less than two snaps of his fingers, and he clenched his fists and scolded hatefully: "There is such a thing!"