The Ming Dynasty began from Sarhu

Chapter 289 Reunion
Tongzhou Luhe Posthouse.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded outside. A dozen busy soldiers walked out of the stables and stood at the gate of the post station, looking into the distance.

Hundreds of elite cavalrymen were galloping like the wind, led by a general with a strong figure and fine armor. The black horse under his crotch had its hair standing on end and its four hooves were galloping in the wind, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Which nobleman from the capital is this?"

The soldiers of the Luhe Post Station surrounded their postmaster and stared blankly at the group of cavalrymen who suddenly passed by.

They didn't recognize the riders whizzing past, but they could guess that these people must be from important backgrounds.

Even if they were not the big Han generals beside the emperor, they were still among the best soldiers in the Pacification Office. The more than one hundred riders in front of him, whether they were war horses or cavalry, were all equipped with absolutely sophisticated equipment.

The leading general was wearing a suit of fine fish-scale armor, and his saddle and riding boots were both extremely luxurious. The goose-feather knife hanging on his waist was actually placed in a green sharkskin sheath. Looking at the knights following behind him, each of them was armed to the teeth, and each had a small black dragon and tiger flag on his back.

"This, this is the central army guard of Ping Liaohou!"

The knowledgeable postmaster was the first to react. He spoke to a group of soldiers around him in a trembling voice. Everyone was shocked when they heard it. A group of people knelt on the ground unconsciously, looking at Ping Liaohou who was running towards them, too scared to look up.

Liu Zhaosun reined in his horse and walked to the entrance of the post station. Without waiting for his black horse to steady itself, he jumped off, pushed open the door of the post station with both hands, and walked hurriedly into the yard. The guards hurriedly followed him.

Entering the front yard, a hexagonal pavilion with yellow glazed tiles and a pagoda roof appears before your eyes. This is the Luhe Posthouse, which is used as a resting place for travelers on weekdays and has a royal style.

Ping Liaohou was not in the mood to admire this beautiful ancient building. He quickly walked back to the postmaster and asked loudly at the dozens of rooms on both sides of the courtyard:

"Did you see them?"

The postmaster raised his head and secretly glanced at Ping Liaohou. He caught a glimpse of the cold light reflected from Liu Zhaosun's fish-scale armor and said with trembling teeth:

"May I ask who this superior is?"

Two months after entering the Pass, the story of Ping Liao Hou's efforts to defend the king had spread throughout the capital.

Of course, Liu Zhaosun's image in these stories is mostly negative.

After the artistic processing of the Donglin Party and storytellers, Liu Zhaosun has now become an image of a treacherous minister who killed the king and his father and committed adultery with the harem, no different from Dong Zhuo and Wang Mang.

After arriving in Beijing, Ping Liaohou was busy with many affairs and had no time to deal with the negative public opinions.

Luhe Posthouse is located 30 miles east of Beijing. It is the closest posthouse to the capital and is known as the first posthouse at the gate of Beijing.

This was also a rare amphibious post station in the Ming Dynasty. During the Ming Dynasty, foreign envoys entering and leaving Beijing by water had to board and disembark at this post station, where they would be met by officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Tongzhou’s developed transportation has naturally made it a hotbed for all kinds of rumors.

Liu Zhaosun looked at the postmaster shivering on the ground and felt a little funny. It seemed that he had become a nightmare for many people.

Later, people all over the world knew that Emperor Chongzhen had been burned to death in a fire. They didn’t know whether this was a blessing or a curse for them.

"This is the Liaodong General and the Prince's Tutor. Have you ever seen a few soldiers escorting a mother and daughter passing through Luhe Posthouse?"

When the soldiers around heard the words "Liaodong General", they looked as if they had seen a ghost and their faces turned pale instantly.

Liu Zhaosun gently pushed away the guard who was still talking, walked to the postmaster, grabbed his shoulders and helped him up.

"Don't be afraid. I never kill anyone randomly. Have you seen them?"

The postmaster's face was filled with fear, and he was about to speak when suddenly, a wing room creaked open, and a woman holding a baby walked out of the room.

Liu Zhaosun stood there, feeling dizzy. He looked at the haggard Jin Yuji in front of him and tried hard to suppress the tears that were about to burst out.

"Ma'am, I'm late. I'm here to take you home."

Having not seen each other for more than a year and a half, he walked up to Jin Yuji, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and did not dare to look directly into Jin Yuji's eyes.

"I'm late, I made you suffer."

As soon as I said this, tears started to flow like a fountain and I couldn't stop them.

Jin Yuji held her daughter in her left hand and stretched out her right hand to gently wipe away her husband's tears.

Liu Zhaosun hugged Jin Yuji tightly, sobbing softly at first, and soon burst into tears.

The doors of the side rooms were opened.

Yang Hao wrapped his cloak tightly and looked at the scene in front of him with a complicated expression, surrounded by Wei Zhao and Han Chao.

Pei Dahu, Lin Yu and Wu Xiao stood under the eaves in silence.

All three of them were injured, especially the big guy Lin Yu, who had seven or eight wounds on his face, completely losing his usual might.

Pei Dahu looked at Ping Liaohou and Jin Yuji and sighed.

This head servant, who was known for his cruelty, actually had a look of sadness in his eyes at this moment.

I don't know how long it took before I heard a baby crying.

Jin Yuji gently pushed Liu Zhaosun away and handed the swaddling clothes to her husband.

"She just fell asleep in the room and was woken up by you again. Go and comfort her."

Thinking of the time when Liu Jing died in the battle of Sarhu, and she never saw her husband cry so bitterly, Jin Yu Ji suddenly felt a warmth.

Liu Zhaosun carefully caught the swaddling clothes and held them in his arms as if he were holding the whole world. He peeked in. The little life was yawning, with two small dimples at the corners of its mouth.

Jin Yuji frowned slightly: "It's a pity it's not a boy."

Liu Zhaosun shook the iron leaf on his arm. The rustling sound of the iron leaf attracted the baby's attention. The little girl smiled, revealing her shallow dimples. Liu Zhaosun looked at Jin Yuji and said seriously:
"Madam, please don't say that. It's better to have a girl. In the future, she won't have to fight like her father, and she won't be separated from her children."

"What's that saying? If you give birth to a girl, she'll marry her to her neighbor, but if you give birth to a boy, he'll be buried with the grass."

"When I become emperor, I will make her a princess."

Jin Yuji knew that her husband had ambitions to rule the world, so she didn't ask too many questions about these things.

"Ma'am, let's go home."

"Which home?"

Liu Zhaosun looked at the dusty post road and pointed in the direction of the capital:

"Return to the capital. From now on, the capital will be our home, and you will become the most powerful woman in the world."

Jin Yuji's eyes widened, she wanted to say something but couldn't. She turned around and looked behind her, then said to her husband:

"Sir, I was able to escape from Wendeng this time thanks to Pei Dahu, Yang Jinglue and the others."

At this point, Jin Yuji suddenly sobbed softly.

"More than 200 soldiers and civil officials from Wendeng died on the road trying to save my mother and me. Your Excellency, you must not forget these brave warriors..."

Liu Zhaosun nodded to his wife.

The guards had already prepared the carriage. After comforting Jin Yuji, Ping Liaohou let his wife and daughter get on the carriage first.

Liu Zhaosun walked straight to Pei Dahu and the other two. He looked at them carefully, then stared at Lin Yu's scarred face and murmured:

"We've come all the way back from the capital, all in such a long circle, with so many casualties. It's all my fault."

"My wife and daughter's return alive depends entirely on you. Please accept my greeting!"

Liu Zhaosun was about to kneel down when he spoke, but Pei Dahu quickly stepped forward to support him and said loudly:
"Marquis Ping Liao, you've embarrassed us! It's all our fault for being delayed on the road. That's why Madam Jin suffered so much in Wendeng. I only regret that Song Yingsheng and Zeng Qixiao, those bastards, escaped!"

"They can't escape. Even if they do, I will catch them and chop these bastards into pieces."

Liu Zhaosun looked at the three people with satisfaction and said:

"True loyalty is revealed in times of crisis, and true gold is revealed in fire. I was right about you!"

He excitedly grasped the three men's arms, pointed to the sky and swore:
"I will never forget the grace of saving my life. The court is in need of talents right now. From now on, you will be my loyal ministers and my right arms!"

Lin Yu and Wu Xiao were also very excited. Led by Pei Dahu, they all expressed their loyalty to Ping Liaohou.

Hearing that Lin Yu had survived a disaster at sea, Liu Zhaosun was quite interested. He was about to ask this giant how he survived in the wilderness when Pei Dahu approached Ping Liaohou and whispered:

"My Lord, don't forget Captain Shen. This time, Captain Shen risked his life to protect Madam Jin. His brother was killed by Xu Xianchun in the capital, and his mother and wife were killed by Japanese pirates. Of the dozens of people Captain Shen took away from the capital, only two remain."

"Where are the others? Why didn't I see them?"

Liu Zhaosun thought of the captain of the Zhejiang military flag who was arranged by him to be stationed in the capital in the 47th year of Wanli.

This small arrangement of mine actually completely changed Shen Lian's fate.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt deeply guilty.

"Captain Shen was in charge of the rearguard and is still at the rear. He killed the most enemies during the escape."

Pei Dahu sighed and continued:
"He only wants to avenge his family now. He says he's going to Japan to make Miyamoto pay for his blood debt with blood."

"Miyamoto?"

Liu Zhaosun was shocked.

"Miyamoto killed Shen Lian's wife and mother?"

"Exactly. Captain Shen agreed to a sword duel with Miyamoto Musashi for the safety of everyone on the ship. Just when he was about to win, the Japanese suddenly pulled out a musket and attacked Captain Shen..."

After listening to Pei Dahu, Liu Zhaosun gnashed his teeth and said:

"I originally thought Miyamoto Musashi was just a third-level samurai with a false reputation. It seems I overestimated him. He is worse than an animal."

Last month, the Japanese Hosokawa clan took advantage of the Kaiyuan army's hard battle in western Liaoning to intensify its expansion in Korea and killed all the former Korean Kaiyuan merchants and civil officials.

It was a month later that the news reached the capital.

Liu Zhaosun's eyes widened with anger:

"Shen Lian's revenge is my revenge. Blood debt must be repaid with blood. This is our Kaiyuan tradition."

"You messed with Kaiyuan's business and killed so many of my men. You thought you could get away with it if you just ran away."

"It's just Japan, let's destroy it! This Hosokawa clan thinks he's not dying fast enough, so I'll start with him."

(End of this chapter)