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Chapter 101 Duke Xu Wending, Sweet Potato

Just when Lu Xiangsheng led the army and horses to the outside of Baoding City, Yang Tinglin also rode his horses to the army from the chaos.

Although a confidant and friend came to help him, Lu Xiangsheng was not particularly happy.

His current situation is indeed as he expected, getting worse and worse, which has already made him feel discouraged about everything, and he only wants to die early in the battle to repay the grace of God and to be honored with his full name.

Lu Xiangsheng stood on the official road, looking at Yang Tinglin who had returned from afar. He was nearly fifty years old, and his demeanor was quite aloof and arrogant, with a big beard hanging down to his chest.

As soon as they met, he eagerly asked with anticipation: "Boxiang, what's the matter, is the magistrate of Qingyuan willing to give food?"

Yang Tinglin's face was full of resentment, he shook his head and said: "Zuo Huaibi in Qingyuan County refused to supply our army with food and grass on the grounds that there was no food in the city. Brother Yu took your handwritten order and sternly reprimanded him, but he ignored it at all. , Brother Yu is also helpless."

Lu Xiangsheng stood blankly for a long time, guessing in his heart that Zhang Qiping, the governor of Baoding, and Zuo Huaibi, the county magistrate of Qingyuan, figured out the intention of the great scholar Yang Sichang to cut off the food and pay for his army.

Since he served as king, he was not afraid to fight the Qing soldiers and cavalry, but the constraints from within the court made him feel exhausted physically and mentally.

Yang Tinglin resented for a long time, Fang Fuxu pondered and said: "Ming Gong, the current plan is to move troops to the three prefectures in Jinan. Ming Gong has ruled the name for a long time, and the local people are also quite loyal. In addition, the territory is not very It is convenient to raise food and grass. After our army recharges its energy, we will go to find Dongnu and fight to the death with them."

Lu Xiangsheng suddenly felt powerless, he shook his head slowly, finally made up his mind, and said to Yang Tinglin: "Boxiang, you go to Zhending with me, and beg for food with the local people, and once I know the soldiers die, I think I will serve the country! "

Yang Tinglin said eagerly: "My lord, you must not do it. My teacher is hungry and tired, and the slaves in the East are powerful. Fighting against them will inevitably be more dangerous than good. It is better to move to Jinan."

He saw that Lu Xiangsheng's expression was resolute, he was unmoved, and was waiting to be persuaded. At this moment, the two of them suddenly saw smoke and dust billowing from the south of the official road, and several horses galloped towards them.

Lu Xiangsheng's personal soldiers hurriedly rode up to meet him, and soon, the personal soldiers led Xuanzhen guerrilla Zhang Cheng and his guards to rush over.

Zhang Cheng was only wearing cotton armor, and when he came to Lu Xiangsheng, he hurriedly got off his horse, clasped his hands and cupped his fists to salute, "The last general will pay his respects to the governor."

After finishing speaking, he bowed deeply to Yang Tinglin again, clasped his hands together and said, "Zhang Cheng paid homage to Yang Hanlin and gave him the friendship of the telescope. The general has never been able to thank you in person. Today, I am fortunate enough to be able to meet Master Yang. Thank you so much." Too grown up."

Yang Tinglin looked at Zhang Cheng, stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Loyalty, don't be polite. The binoculars are just playthings with me. They may be of great use to you. Now I am praising military affairs in front of the Ming Gongjun, and I will see them often in the future. General Zhang doesn't need to be polite."

At this time, Lu Xiangsheng said in a deep voice: "Zhongchen, why are you here? Have all the officers and men settled down properly?"

Zhang Cheng clasped his fists again and said: "Back to the governor, the soldiers have settled down, the last general has some military information, and he wants to report it to the governor, so he hurried over here."

Hearing this, Lu Xiangsheng seemed to regain some energy, and hurriedly asked, "What's the military situation?"

Before Zhang Cheng could speak, Yang Tinglin stroked his beard and said with a smile, "My lord, why don't we wait, how about the detailed discussion in the account?"

Lu Xiangsheng laughed loudly, and together with Yang Tinglin, Zhang Cheng and others, they rushed to the big tent of the Chinese army.

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Zhang Cheng followed Lu Xiangsheng and walked side by side with Yang Tinglin. They walked all the way and chatted softly. Yang Tinglin impeached him for impeaching Yang Sichang, but was recommended to Lu Xiangsheng to praise the painting before the army, and told Zhang Cheng.

In Yang Sichang's own opinion, this was the fulfillment of his wish. It was exactly his wish to stay away from the smoky court and go to the front of the two armies to help his old friend Lu Xiang.

However, he didn't know until he got to the front of the army that everything here was more difficult than he had imagined, even a little helpless.

In Zhang Cheng's view, this does not correspond to the more popular words in his previous life - the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny!
Lu Xiangsheng, Yang Tinglin and others, who were slapped in the face by reality, felt very helpless, and a sense of emptiness and powerlessness gradually invaded their bodies and minds.

However, Zhang Cheng is different from their general thinking. His understanding of this era is far beyond that of everyone around him. He knows more clearly than anyone else that the current court and the high-ranking king cannot save this troubled world.

If you want to survive and live well, you can only rely on yourself!
In troubled times, power is king, and only by forming an army capable of conquering and fighting well can one defend one's paradise.

But the basis of all this is to have your own territory, have your own people, and have a large number of skilled craftsmen, and have a far-sighted vision, so that you can stand proudly on the top of the troubled times!

Without losing the opportunity, Zhang Cheng said softly to Yang Tinglin: "Master Yang, Zhang Cheng still has some matters. I want to consult with you. I don't know if it is convenient or not?"

Yang Tinglin was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Zhongchen, I admire you a lot, if you don't mind, from now on, you and I, how about we call each other by the same name?"

Zhang Cheng felt a little flattered, and hurriedly said: "Zhang Cheng, a martial artist, how dare you match your lord's name? If you don't give up, Zhang Cheng will call you Mr. from now on, how about it?"

Yang Tinglin brushed his beard and said with a smile: "Okay, it's up to you. I didn't expect that although Zhongchen is a general, he knows etiquette."

When Lu Xiangsheng heard this, he looked back and smiled, "Boxiang, don't be fooled by him, Zhongchen is just a child."

Yang Tinglin was also a little surprised, because there were not many generals in the Ming Dynasty who could read and write, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are martial arts and illiterate.

Especially after the mid-Ming Dynasty, due to the excessive power of the generals of the towns, the imperial court began to use literature to control the military, in order to suppress the power of the generals of the towns and avoid the chaos of the towns.

Since then, all generals have been proud of their illiteracy, which is also a prudent strategy to protect themselves. Gradually, the situation in the late Ming Dynasty, where the leading generals were illiterate, abounded.

Therefore, when Yang Tinglin learned that Zhang Cheng was still a boy, he couldn't help admiring him even more, so he took the initiative to ask: "Zhongchen, what you said just now, can I need my help?"

Zhang Cheng thought for a while, and then said: "Zhang Cheng heard that Mr. Xu Wending and Mr. Xuanhu, the former elders of the pavilion, tried to grow something called sweet potato in the Tianjin Wei area of ​​Jingdong in the early years. I don't know if you know about it. ?”

Yang Tinglin stopped to watch Zhang Cheng for a while, then walked into the tent of the Chinese army, and said as he walked, "I didn't expect that Zhongchen would be quite interested in this matter. Duke Xu Wending did grow sweet potatoes in Tianjin Wei back then, and in The two counties of Fangshan and Laishui also tried to grow rice."

(End of this chapter)