Qiming 1158

Chapter 645 This is the winter in the southern country, right?

In fact, when the news was sent to the Southern Song Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty could not understand why the Ming Dynasty sent such a central officer to the south at this moment.

Hasn't there been anything worthy of a visit by a high-profile envoy from the two sides to each other recently?

The Southern Song Dynasty court was puzzled and uneasy about this, and entrusted Wang Lun with the task of finding out the purpose of the Ming Kingdom's southward movement in advance.

Wang Lun took the order bravely and came to Chuzhou to meet Xin Qiji.

The two belong to the same country's military chiefs, and it seems that there will be a lot of common topics. The conversation must be very pleasant, but I have to say that Wang Lun has never led an army into battle since he became an official.

He was a military chief who had become a monk halfway through his career. He was a jinshi, but he used civil and military affairs according to Song Dynasty practice, so he became the head of the Privy Council, specializing in military issues, and he was also a civil official.

Xin Qiji is different from him. Although he is also a Confucian student, Xin Qiji is a military chief who grew up on the battlefield. A real sturdy man with a giant axe and the Golden Army Tiefutu who will never give up in the bloody battle.

That record was abruptly achieved, and the recognition of Xin Qiji in the Ming army was also achieved by Xin Qiji himself, otherwise a half-way monk would be the chief of staff and command the entire army to fight?

What a joke!
So when Wang Lun saw Xin Qiji, his first impression was "This young man is so strong."

Standing in front of Xin Qiji, who was tall and arrogant, Wang Lun suddenly felt that his body was as thin as a hemp pole, and he felt that his attributes were completely suppressed.

Really, Xin Qiji was tall and strong, and Wang Lun felt that he was like a wall, which brought him a great sense of oppression.

He didn't quite understand how a military chief who was said to be born into a wealthy family could be so tall, mighty, and majestic, and he felt like a general who had been in battle for a long time.

Oh!
It is said that this Chief of Staff Xin once participated in real wars, fought on the battlefield and killed the enemy.

It now appears that this statement is true.

Without such a majestic body, it would be difficult to survive on the battlefield.

It has to be said that the Southern Song Dynasty's intelligence collection on the Ming Kingdom is really ineffective. Except for what Su Yonglin took the initiative to let them know, they still have quite a few things that they don't know.

Even the senior political and military officials of the Ming Dynasty are not complete, and they do not know who they are, their growth history, and what kind of political stance they have.

In contrast, Su Yonglin already knew a lot about the senior administrative and military officials in the Southern Song Dynasty, and he was no stranger to a group of people who had real power and could influence the situation in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Such as Tang Situi, such as Shen Gai, such as Wang Lun, such as Zhang Jun and Chen Kangbo before.

So at this moment, Xin Qiji knew that Wang Lunwenchen was a half-way monk, and had never had actual military command experience.

And Wang Lun was still sighing about Xin Qiji's strong body.

"I heard that President Xin had a majestic figure before, and I was still thinking about what kind of majestic appearance it was. When I saw it today, I can be considered to know what majesty is."

Xin Qiji laughed when he heard the words.

"I have been on the battlefield anyway, marching and leading troops to fight. If I didn't have this body, I wouldn't be able to live now."

Hearing Xin Qiji's statement that he didn't know whether it was a boast or a mockery, Wang Lun smiled awkwardly.

Xin Qiji also didn't realize that after he had followed Su Yonglin for a long time, he had inadvertently learned Su Yonglin's yin and yang way of speaking, and often involuntarily felt yin and yang of people and things that he couldn't bear.

But who is Wang Lun?
An old bureaucrat.

As thick-skinned as a city wall, he didn't mind, so he asked Xin Qiji to follow him into the Southern Song Dynasty and go to Lin'an to attend a formal meeting.

On the way south, Wang Lun took Xin Qiji's origin as the topic of entry, and asked Xin Qiji for relevant information.

There is nothing that can't be said, so Xin Qiji said a little about his origin and past experience.

So Wang Lun learned that Xin Qiji was from a Confucian family. He had received a good education since he was a child, he had also been taught by famous teachers, he was familiar with Confucian classics and had participated in the imperial examinations of the Jin Kingdom.

Belong to the high-level intellectuals.

However, he joined the rebel army led by Su Yonglin, and joined the rebel army on his own initiative. He killed a county magistrate of the Jin Kingdom and joined the Restoration Army as a certificate of entry.

Today, Xin Qiji is only 23 years old, but he is already the chief of staff of a country, a senior military commander, and his status is very important.

Wang Lun was greatly moved.

"What a hero Mr. Xin is!"

"I've won awards, I've won awards, I just follow Your Majesty, it's just a fluke. Without His Majesty's trust and promotion, how could I be today?"

Xin Qiji laughed and said, "The reason why our group of people can get to where we are today is all thanks to the cultivation of His Majesty the Emperor of our country. I never dare to take credit for this and be proud of it."

Of course Wang Lun would not think that Su Yonglin was an incompetent person.

On the contrary, taking such a group of young people to fight the world and still succeeding in the fight can only show that Su Yonglin is far more powerful than he imagined, much more powerful than he thought.

The two chatted while heading south, talking about the social customs of the Ming and Song countries, the topic of scenic spots, the differences in customs between the south and the north, and food and the like.

At the end, Wang Lun seemed to inadvertently asked Xin Qiji what important things he had to talk about when he went south.

Xin Qiji originally thought that the Southern Song Dynasty was really determined, and he could face a high-ranking official going south without changing his face or heartbeat. He really thought that the Southern Song Dynasty had a good background as a great country, but in the end, they still had no clue and showed their timidity.

But it is better to say this sooner rather than later.

"Before I set off, Your Majesty instructed me again and again that this matter can only be told to His Majesty the Emperor of your country first, and it cannot be disclosed beforehand.

Xin Qiji's expression and tone made Wang Lun feel that this matter might not be a bad thing.

And Xin Qiji said this, it means that it is definitely impossible to tell himself now, and Wang Lun is not good to continue to ask, he can only accompany Xin Qiji on the road to the south, and he has a short tour in some big cities along the way. .

When they arrived in Jiankang, it happened to be snowing.

Xin Qiji caught up with the good times, looked at the flying snow in the sky, and the snowflakes falling on his hands, feeling that the part of the literati in his heart began to be restless.

"The snow in the southern country, is that so?"

"Huh? Is the snow in the Northland any different?"

Wang Lun stood beside Xin Qiji and asked him.

Xin Qiji nodded.

"After the snowflakes in the Northland are swirling, they are like powder and sand. They will never stick to each other. They are scattered on the house, on the ground, and on the dry grass. When the wind blows, they can even be lifted up, just like flying sand and moving stones. The snow in the mouth is full of powder, but the snow in Jiangnan is not like this."

After Wang Lun heard this, he nodded slowly.

"Maybe the snow in Jiangnan is more moist."

"One side's water and soil support another's people, and naturally one side's snow can also be achieved. The snow in the north country is like powder and sand, and the snow in the south country is so moisturizing and beautiful. It's really good."

Xin Qiji was wearing a thick leather jacket, tightened the collar of his shirt, and said, "But then again, I thought Jiangnan was warm and not cold in winter, but as soon as I crossed the river, I felt a cold wind blowing, and the cold was piercing. Even more so than the Northland."

"Hahahahahaha."

Wang Lun saw Xin Qiji's shriveled look, and laughed loudly: "Jiangnan is known as warm, but in winter, the cold wind sweeps all the way south with water vapor. It's not enough to wear clothes and grab the collar, and you need to wear a scarf to keep you warm.

I have lived in the southern country for many years, but I am afraid of the cold. Every winter is very difficult. The cold wind is wrapped in water vapor, and it is like a sword. If it is too big, it can cover the calf, and if you are not careful, you will get frostbite. "

Xin Qiji listened, thought for a while, and sighed again, rubbing his hands vigorously.

"Yeah, I thought it was warm, but it was piercingly cold. This is the winter in the southern country."

"Yeah, it's said to be warm, but it's actually very cold."

Wang Lun didn't seem to hear what Xin Qiji meant.

(End of this chapter)