It is very quiet late at night, so when there is sound, it is infinitely amplified.
The fire on Laoweng Mountain has spread uncontrollably towards the entire top of Laoweng Mountain.
The sea of fire and the reflection of the river form a beautiful picture, and the light it emits illuminates half of the sky.
Merchant ships are no longer allowed to enter and leave the river.
The people along the Fujiang River already know that the state capital is carrying out a bandit suppression.
They all close their rooms under the windows and watch the dancing figures on the other side of Laoweng Mountain with the firelight in the sky.
In the end, Yang Ming still couldn't sleep.
He was drinking with Fatty Zhang, but was invited by Pang Zhizhou to drink by the river.
If it weren't for the deafening scream, it might have been even more beautiful.
Pang Yan was sitting on the side facing Laoweng Mountain, holding a wine glass in his hand.
The wine inside was glowing with gold in the fiery red light.
He poured the wine from the cup into his stomach and laughed: "With the two thousand soldiers of Long Mansion and Suizhou, this battle has uprooted the cancer of the White Lotus Sect in Shu."
He enjoyed this feeling very much.
A scholar should turn his hand to the wheel fan and point to the sword when he was joking.
He was very satisfied with tonight's action.
Yang Ming, who was sitting next to him, seemed to him to have a halo on his head. , this is really a monster.
"My mentor's contribution is worth it even if he has stayed in Suizhou for three years."
Sitting next to him is Zhang Yannian, the master of Longfu.
He is about forty years old.
The master of the first house of Ming Dynasty is a senior official of the fourth rank, and he is a party in the local area.
The princes, the Pang Yan across from him was very reserved.
Today he was not wearing official uniform, and he looked very casual in his casual clothes.
His eyes also followed Pang Yan and fell on Yang Ming.
He couldn't figure out what this young man was.
Why can I get the favor of my mentor?
Based on Zhang Yannian's understanding of Pang Yan, it is impossible for Pang Yan to invite others to share a table with him for no reason, even many of his peers, so being able to share a table with Pang Yan is a very rare thing. , he raised his glass and toasted Pang Yan with a glass of wine, looked at Yang Ming and said to Pang Yan, "I wonder who this is?"
"Hahaha" Pang Yan laughed loudly, smoothed his long beard with his hand and said: "Zijing, come here, I will introduce you to my genius from Suizhou" Without waiting for Pang Yan's introduction, Yang Ming stood up and saluted: "Student Yang Ming, Yang Zile has met the adults."
Yang Ming's self-introduction won full praise from the two officials.
He is a very colorful boy.
At least this performance seemed to Zhang Yannian to be a humble and polite compliment to the young man in front of him.
He raised his right hand and said with a smile: "No need to be polite."
In fact, what such wild products pursue is a free and easy mood, and what goes with wine is the mood.
If there are many gifts, it is not suitable for such a night.
Yang Ming slowly sat down in his seat and listened to the two adults' talk.
"Zijing, you must have heard of this poem by Zi Jing.
One of the poems talks about the lingering lovesickness in life, as if it were the first time we met.
This poem is exactly the spring heartbeat of such a young man.
It is the most wonderful thing.
What is more, it can be said that it is written in the profile of a beauty in the world of mortals.
This can be said to be appropriate to the situation.
As soon as the poem came out, all the talented and beautiful people in Shu rushed to praise it."
Pang Yan looked proud, but when he looked at Yang Ming, he seemed to be a little more reproachful: "It's just that the word farewell has the feeling of sunset, but you, a masculine young man, are This is the body that should not suffer the pain of separation.”
"My nephew, this is Meng Lang.
They say that young people don't know how to feel sad, but they are just saying farewell."
Yang Ming also raised his wine glass and toasted to the two of them: "Today, uncle and Mr.
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Zhang joined forces to wipe out the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, which is a great achievement for both the people and the court.
This is a great joy, so drink this cup to the full.”
"Look, here is a talented man full of literary talent.
In my opinion, he is just a little slippery man."
Pang Yan pointed at Yang Ming and joked to Zhang Yannian while drinking.
His joke was very different from the way his elders scolded his nephew.
In Zhang Yannian's view, the idea of a younger generation is no longer favored.
From this point of view, this young man is worthy of his mentor's nephew and is already one of his own.
Pang Yan added: "Zijing knows who made this plan of annihilation."
By now, it was actually very clear.
How could Zhang Yannian not guess that this ruined plan was not the work of the Binbin boy in front of him?
It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized.
No wonder his mentor favored this boy so much.
Compared with such a monster boy, I was much stronger back then.
Pang Yan has been in Suizhou for three years and has attacked Laoweng Mountain several times.
Each time he returned without success.
Although he was paralyzed, if there was a way, he could not let these monsters stay until now.
It can be seen from the fire and wailing that this operation has achieved the expected goal.
Yang Ming's strategy has been implemented perfectly, and this bandit suppression has been successful.
The flames in the distance were still burning, and the screams were getting louder, mixed with some begging for mercy.
In the eyes of Pang Yan and Zhang Yannian, this was the greatest compliment for their service as officials.
As for escape, it seems impossible under the current circumstances.
Even a fool doesn't think that anyone can escape unharmed in such a fire and densely packed soldiers.
For these officers and soldiers, these rebellious officials and traitors are a pile of merits, a capital for promotion, and of course a series of Copper coins.
No one was afraid of these usually vicious desperadoes.
Even Liu Tieshan, who had already prepared to watch the excitement from the sidelines, joined in the massacre.
Such good things do not happen every day.
Those who crawled out of the caves filled with thick smoke had no resistance at all.
Except for a few fierce people who had long knives in their hands, most of them only had a long knife in their hands.
A person who can cover his mouth and nose with clothes is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and only needs a few sharp blows with a long stick to catch him alive.
The shouts in the cave have gradually become silent as time goes by.
Those who can climb out of the cave have been captured alive, and those who have not climbed out will never be able to climb out under the erosion of the thick smoke.
This was a unilateral harvest, and it was night.
A scourge that had been causing trouble to one side in Shu for several years was finally successfully removed by the government.
With the sound of the Mingjin Horn, this battle without a fight finally ended.
The soldiers did not leave.
They still needed to explore the cave.
They could only enter when the flames were completely extinguished and the smoke cleared.
A large ship stopped at the riverside early.
It was waiting for Pang Yan and Zhang Yannian to go to review.
This ship will take the two big men to accept their glory.
Zhang Yannian put down his wine glass, gave Yang Ming a meaningful look, then smiled and said to Pang Yan: "Teacher, it's time for us to get on the boat." s: Happy New Year.
The chapter of 2016 has been turned.
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