Except for the loved ones, the departed will soon be forgotten.
Jin Youzi's departure was soon drowned out in a dense stream of chatter about distant warfare.
Before that, everyone was most concerned about the three vacant positions.
At present, Liu Zhongfu has the highest voice in the household department, and he is most praised for his integrity, and even Dongchang can't find him corrupt or take advantage.
The remaining two Minor Bachelors of Politics ......
Almost no one doubted that Hu Hu would be one of them.
His qualifications are old, and Emperor Wen is a trusted courtier, as for what he did, everyone knows it.
Moreover, this man is mild-mannered, and he can hardly find enemies, and he will not be objected to as an auxiliary political scholar.
What about the remaining one?
So when the emperor held a grand court meeting, the ministers were like farmers going to the market.
Fang Xing still didn't like the Great Pilgrimage Meeting, and felt that he got up too early.
When Du Qian's name was pronounced, a group of people were dumbfounded.
Du Qian's qualifications are not enough!
Countless eyes were focused on Du Qian's body, and he still refused to leave after the emperor left.
Du Qian felt these gazes, he smiled and walked up to Yang Rong and the others, and arched his hand: "Your Majesty is dull, I will ask you for more advice in the future." ” Hu Hu also came, but he didn't need to be afraid, only Du Qian was particularly eye-catching.
"You're welcome, everyone will be colleagues in the future, and we will jointly assist Your Majesty."
Of course, Yang Rong knows who Du Qian is, and with a Hu Hui, the political hall will be lively in the future.
But......
The relationship between Fang Xing and Du Qian is not very good!
If someone has a heart, he went to find Fang Xing, but saw him and Xu Jingchang, plus a cadre of martial arts and leaves.
While civilians focus on power struggles, warriors need to consider threats from afar.
They didn't go to the Governor's Mansion because they couldn't drink alcohol there.
But no one was willing to receive this group of people at home, for fear of being impeached by the imperial history.
In the end, everyone went to the Immortal Residence.
"Dehua, can you delay your business?"
Xu Jingchang asked like a money fan.
"No business in the morning."
To have these people come to eat is a living advertisement for the immortal residence.
The younger brother took people up to the second floor, and Fang Xing went to the backyard to see Mo Chou's mother and son.
"Daddy!"
Huanhuan was studying, Fang Xing bowed his hand to Mr. outside, and Mr. smiled and said: "Your son's studies are almost over, please make plans as soon as possible." ” Fang Xing said, "Thank you." ” Mr. was polite, because he knew that Huanhuan would enter Zhixing Academy sooner or later, so it was better to take the initiative to be generous.
But Fang Xing didn't want to get the young Huanhuan into the academy for the time being.
"Haret and Flesh Charm must be preparing."
In the private room on the second floor, it was still early for lunch, so there was alcohol, but peanuts were the side dishes.
Meng Ying glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice, "This is the last chance to fight." ” There is confidence in these words.
After this battle, there will be no more enemies in the steppe.
"Taixi's side is too far away, the land route is impossible, and the sea route is too expensive, so it can only be grinded slowly, so this battle can be described as the last big battle of the Ming Dynasty."
Zhang Fu raised his wine glass and said slowly: "The battle of the country, this is the last time, and there will be no more in the future." ” "How?"
Someone said: "Now I don't even know how many troops the other side has, so it's useless for us to say anything!"
” "At least 100,000!"
Meng Ying analyzed: "They need to think about supplies, so this is the reason why they insisted on building the north-south cement road in the first place.
If the road is good, the supplies can be in place. ” The more everyone talked, the more excited they became, and when they found out that Fang Xing hadn't come, they sent someone to ask.
"Someone in the palace summoned the master."
Everyone sighed for a while, and Xu Jingchang said: "If Xu has such a holy favor, then what are you worried about!"
” "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren!"
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Zhang Fu said this a little shamelessly, because his teaching to Zhang Mao was simply nuanced, and he couldn't even discipline his smile. …… The atmosphere in the palace was good, and most of the people who saw it were beaming.
Fang Xing asked the eunuch who had brought him in.
"Xing Hebo, the Queen Mother has just made an edict, and everyone in the palace has two sets of new clothes!"
The Queen Mother is in a good mood, which is good news.
When he arrived at the Qianqing Palace and saw Zhu Zhanji in plainclothes, Fang Xing smiled and said, "Traveling?
” Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "Blackthorn is back." ” Fang Xing's heart perked.
"Many of the rescued people are injured or sick, so I ordered them to continue to investigate the border wall and return to Beijing today." …… The early summer in the capital is slightly hot, and the sun shines so brightly that people's eyes can't open it.
A troop of cavalry galloped along the official road.
Even if they are near the capital, these cavalry are still in armor.
Pedestrians and cars on the official road avoided one after another, and were forced to dare not look directly at the evil spirit.
"What a lot of evil!"
The evil spirit of the black thorn is indeed relatively heavy, and when passing by Taiyuan Mansion, he also exterminated a bandit den, killed all the bandits on the mountain, and hung his head on a tree, resulting in the local people not daring to enter the mountain so far.
When the barracks were ahead, Wang Yan saw more than a hundred people waiting outside.
"Hold your breath!"
Wang Yan beat his horse over, thinking of the way Blackthorn was pursued by the pursuers, he couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied with the original plan.
But when he saw the two men standing in front, all thoughts dissipated, and the red-faced Lerma stopped.
"Dismount!"
Blackthorn showed amazing horsemanship, neatly dismounted.
Zhu Zhanji came over steadily, Wang Yan knelt down on one knee, and said, "The ministers have seen Your Majesty!"
” When Zhu Zhanji saw that there were fewer people and horses in the Black Thorns, he knew the difficulty of this trip.
He said, "It's all hard work. ” Wang Yan thought of the hardships along the way, even though he was used to seeing life and death, he still raised his head slightly, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the ministers are on this trip to Samarkand, fortunately, they have not failed in their mission. ” He remembered Cai Hu, who was wrapped in flames, and Ma Song, who was a little stupid.
The biggest problem that needs to be overcome in the special operation of small forces is loneliness.
It's not a good feeling to be alone.
Zhu Zhanji looked down at these soldiers and said, "You should be rewarded for this battle!"
” These soldiers were listening to the emperor's words, but when they heard the reward, they couldn't help but raise their heads, and their expressions gradually became lively.
These are veterans, the most elite veterans.
They have long ignored life and death, and the means of killing are perfect.
The only thing that can move them is family affection and money.
Zhu Zhanji was slightly displeased, and Fang Xing whispered behind him: "They are all veterans, numb." ” Zhu Zhanji nodded slightly, and said, "I am here to greet you and others, the wine and food in the camp have been prepared, this is what you deserve, go and enjoy it." ” "Long live Your Majesty!"
Blackthorn slowly entered the camp, Wu Chuan was watching, and then went to find Wang Yan.
"My lord, why is there so much less?"
Wang Yan has been standing outside the camp gate, and when he heard him, he said lightly: "I was chased and killed all the way." ” Five words, but it is bloody.
The scar on Wu Chuan's face trembled, and he said, "My lord, this battle is not right. ” "Blackthorn shouldn't be used in this direction, at least it's too late."
Zhu Zhanji gradually realized the mistake of his original decision, but he could only say this kind of thing to the other party.
"This is war."
Fang Xing said very calmly: "Except for the black thorns, who can rescue those captives in Samarkand City?"
As for the response, there is no lurking place over there, and once it is discovered, the coalition forces will pour out their nests, which is to send them to death. ”