little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 259 Ambition
In the summer of the 20th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, there were turbulent winds and clouds everywhere. The Ming Dynasty assembled [-] heavy troops, and Chen Bing was on the bank of the Yalu River. In an instant.On the banks of the Yehenara River, the green grass was green and the white sheep were like clouds. A few wailings that went straight to the sky broke the tranquility, "It's not good, something happened to King Khan!"

The door of the tent was wide open, Qing Jianu, the leader of the Yehe tribe of a generation of Haixi Jurchen, was quietly lying on his back under the soft couch, with eyes that were dying and hands hanging under the couch, trying to express himself to everyone who entered the tent. The great panic and anxiety he experienced at the moment before he died is just a pity that no one can understand the information left in his eyes. Those secrets that shocked him can only be brought to the grave, and he will never be able to speak again in this life. Say a word.

Lin Boluo, who got the news and rushed over, cried bitterly. Although he believed that Qing Jianu was more partial to Ye He, he did not treat Ji Congxin badly. Thinking of a moment ago when he was not angry and argued with him, In a blink of an eye, heaven and man are separated forever, and this regret is like a mountain and sea, and there is no way to look back and make up for it.

Amid the sobs, a doctor came to his side tremblingly and said: "Back to Baylor, the old Khan was already in a state of exhaustion, as if... he was greatly stimulated again, and his heart was broken. It's already... the day of the funeral It's gone." After hearing this person's words, the men, women and children who knelt on the ground after hearing the news wailed again.

Amidst the cries that shook the sky, Daoist Chongxu stood quietly in the crowd, silently watching what happened, with a slight weeping look on his face, but it was not for Qing Jianu, but for himself.

Glancing at Qing Jianu, who was being dealt with, his eyes were wide open, and the scattered holes were like a huge black hole, staring at him coldly... If you want to see it, then See enough, the dead and the living are just a breath away. I was not afraid when you were alive, but what can I do when you are dead?Daoist Chongxu suddenly turned his head, sneered imperceptibly, walked up to Lin Polo in a few steps, and said in a deep voice: "The dead are gone, and the living are mourned. Lord Belle has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so many important things are waiting for you." What the hell, why do you still have time to cry like a child here?"

Na Lin Polo, who was lying on the ground, raised his head in a daze, his eyes were red and swollen. This discovery reminded Master Chongxu of a sentence that Qing Jianu said before his death: Na Lin Polo and Na Lin Jiluo's brothers, even if He is blinded by profit for a while, but one day he will understand that your calculation is doomed to fail... The words are still in my ears, but I can hear them vividly, and the face of Daoist Chongxu has changed color.

"Your father Khan has died, and Baylor should start preparing for the succession."

With a single word that awakened the dreamer, Lin Polo's thoughts of weeping disappeared quite a bit.The Haixi Jurchen is divided into four divisions, all of which are respected by the Yehe tribe. Now that once the news of Qing Jia's death is spread, there is no guarantee that the other three divisions will not take the opportunity to have other ideas. The words of Chongxu Daoist just reminded him, the so-called "precautions for a rainy day" , It is the time to prepare early, and it is really not the time to be sad.Wiping away tears, he turned over and stood up: "The Taoist priest reminded me."

Daoist Chongxu nodded: "Baile made a decisive decision, and he will become a great weapon in the future. The old Khan has a spirit in the sky, so he will be relieved." Not daring to look at his father on the couch, Lin Polo shook his head: "The Taoist priest said Wrong, I am not a good son."

At this moment, many generals of Ye He's tribe were waiting outside the tent to obey orders. Lin Polo, in the great pain of hurting his father, handled complicated and smooth affairs without the slightest panic. Intentional decision-making, one by one arrangement was established, everyone took orders to go, and the originally chaotic situation suddenly became orderly.All this fell into the eyes of Daoist Chongxu, and the inexplicable light flickered frequently, thoughtfully.

After all the important matters were arranged, Nalin Polo decided that there was nothing wrong and suddenly remembered something, his eyes turned red instantly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Come on, find a messenger and go to the capital to call Nalin Jiluo back. He is Father Khan's favorite. My son, if you don't come to see me off, Ama won't feel at ease when he leaves."

The messenger who was kneeling to receive the order turned around and was about to leave when Daoist Chongxu who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

This majestic and low voice was extremely clear amidst the cries. Lin Polo frowned and looked at him, a little stunned: "Taoist, what's the matter with you?" There were thousands of changes but he didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Lin Polo seemed to have realized something, and the remaining messenger looked around at Lin Polo, not knowing what to do.After a long time, Nalin Polo sighed: "Go down and get ready, if you are alive, you can go immediately." After explaining, Nalin Polo turned around and left the tent, looked around, and saw Chongxu Daoist not far away, dressed in apricot yellow Standing in the Taoist robe with his hands behind his back, he seemed to be looking up at the clouds, and even though the wind in the grassland made his sleeves flutter and rattle, he felt an indescribable sense of desolation.

"Why did the Daoist stop you? You are my father, an old friend for many years, and Lin Jiluo's master. Naturally, you know that Lin Jiluo is Amma's eyeball and heart. If you don't come to see me for the last time, Amma I will be uneasy about leaving, and I will have no face to see my brother in the future."

Daoist Chongxu turned around, completely different from his usual calmness and plainness. At this moment, his face was full of sarcasm: "Those who do big things don't care about small things. As the new generation Khan King of Haixi Jurchen, you His behavior really disappoints the old man." Lin Boluo stared at Daoist Chongxu in a daze, his mind was in a mess, he clearly felt that what Daoist Chongxu said was unreasonable, but he couldn't think of any refutation. After a long time, he said silently: "My mind is in a mess, please give me some guidance."

He glanced at Lin Polo's bowed head in satisfaction, and a strange light burst into the real person's eyes: "You have to be filial, and no one will stop you, but if you just want to be a slave to others in this life, and be called around If you are a mere khan, you can send messengers to Beijing to report the news. The old man can predict that not only your brother Nalin Jiluo will return, but also the imperial court will give you a reward and a posthumous title. It just happens to give you a grand funeral ..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Polo interrupted brazenly, his expression became extremely cold: "We Haixi Jurchen, we only respect the sky and the earth all our lives, who cares about asking him for a reward from the Ming Dynasty? I only want Lin Jiluo to return That's it."

Daoist Chongxu was not annoyed, and chuckled a few times: "But as long as you inform that Lin Jiluo, it is the same as informing the present prince Zhu Changluo. My good disciple has a deep relationship with the present prince. Better than your own brother."

Lin Polo blushed instantly, and roared angrily: "Master Dao, don't talk nonsense." The meaningful light that flashed in the real person's eyes... That light contains a lot of information, but no one can understand it.

"Baylor doesn't have to be angry, the old man is just telling the truth, and there is no malice."

Master Chongxu, who had a deep understanding of Zhang Chi Youdao, slowed down, "The old man just wants to ask Baylor, do he want to continue to rely on others, or take this opportunity to lead the Haixi Jurchen cavalry to a career?"

This sentence has an irrepressible provocative nature, enough to make the blood of any ambitious person boil, life is a human being, who would like to live under others?Looking at Lin Polo's raised eyebrows, the corner of Daoist Chongxu's mouth showed a smile, because Lin Polo's answer would definitely be the same as he thought.

Nalin Polo raised his head, looking at the green mountains, white clouds and green grass, his gaze became as fierce as a fire: "The grassland is as wide as the sea, and our clansmen have grazed here for generations, so it's time to change places. I heard that the Central Plains is beautiful and beautiful. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, I want to go there for a walk and have a look!"

Daoist Chongxu suddenly burst out laughing, the laughter spread far and wide across the sea of ​​grass, and merged with Changfeng whistling, his laughter was everywhere on the grassland, among them was the unconcealed kind of saying no Lin Polo was a little puzzled by Qingdao's unknown happiness, but then Daoist Chongxu shattered his doubts with just one sentence: "First take Liaodong, establish a foundation and establish a career, and then send troops south, great things will surely come true."

Looking at the terrified and moved Lin Boshi, Daoist Chongxu smiled happily: "Baile is ambitious and a seasoned man. In his lifetime, I am happy to see a generation of overlords riding horses in the Central Plains. Fortunately." He was very energetic: "When he enters the Central Plains in the future, he will never forget the kindness of the Taoist priest today."

The laughter that had stopped at first resounded, from low to high, from small to large, mixed with the wind, and flew far away, suppressing the crying sound from the golden tent not far away...

Zhu Changluo did not go to court today, but brought a group of people to camp in the north of the city.

Because of the steep terrain, the northern part of the city is not as hot and unbearable as the inner city, and the bitter mountain wind blows into people's faces, bringing a bone-chilling coolness.

The second time I came to the barracks, I felt different from the last time.The first difference is that compared with the last time only Sun Chengzong came out to greet him, there was a row of people standing at the gate of the camp this time.Zhu Changluo, who got off the chariot, saw two people standing in front of him at first glance. The right hand was the calm and mature Sun Chengzong, and the left hand was the resolute Ma Gui.When the two saw Zhu Changluo, they both came forward with smiles on their faces.

After a long drought and sweet rains, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign land, Zhu Changluo was very happy to meet Ma Gui in this place.This famous general who was brave and good at fighting in history was no less than Li Rusong in terms of ability. After the Ningxia battle, his performance made Zhu Changluo conclude that he was a piece of gold buried in the soil.

Thinking of Li Rusong from Magui, Zhu Changluo felt a little heavy.At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out from behind Sun Chengzong, accompanied by a loud laugh: "Your Highness, Xiong Feibai is about to kill you." Suddenly being hugged by someone, Zhu Changluo was startled unexpectedly, and immediately Haha smiled: "Brother Xiong, I miss you too."

Sun Chengzong went up to leave with a smile, and said: "Okay, what's the proper way, I think you are used to it in Liaodong, and you want to try the taste of the official's knife and bamboo pen." The joke is half vigilant, Xiong Tingbi is not a fool, he immediately understood, smiled and let go, his eyes were full of cunning: "I am not afraid, I am covered by His Royal Highness, who dares to touch me." After speaking, he smiled and looked at Ye He: "Brother Ye, long time no see."

Ye He's face like an iceberg rarely showed a smile, and he stretched out one hand to block his body that was about to pounce on him: "If you dare to come over, I will throw you to the bottom of the mountain." Seeing Xiong Tingbi deflated, everyone burst into laughter, Even Ma Gui, who was somewhat reserved, couldn't help but smile.

After everyone saw the ceremony, Sun Chengzong led the head and went straight to the big tent of the Chinese army. After taking their seats, Zhu Changluo went straight to the point and said to Ma Gui, "This time the general is transferred to Beijing, and he is only the deputy general of the Fifth Army Battalion. I have wronged the general."

Ma Gui, who put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up abruptly, and said with a straight face: "Is Your Highness listening to the truth or lies?" When he said this, Xiong Tingbi was the first to laugh: "Jiang Gong is really joking, our Highness has always loved truth. talk."

Ma Gui chuckled and stretched out his fists: "To tell the truth, before coming to the three major battalions, I thought I was demoted back to Beijing, but when I came to this military camp and saw the five military camps, I could only be amazed. One word! I don’t know how to say it nicely, there is only one sentence: I will be sent by His Royal Highness from now on, and I just wait to follow the prince to make meritorious deeds!"

A few words clanged like a nail, and there was no sound in the tent for a while.

Zhu Changluo nodded: "Today, I have a few honest words to tell everyone. Our army is not just for training, watching and playing. Everyone, get ready. I guess this day won't be too far away!"

This sentence is like throwing a kindling into a hot and smoking oil pan, and the fire ignited ragingly. Several people present couldn't help but exchanged glances with each other. Expected surprise.

Xiong Tingbi was the first to lose his composure, jumped up high, and shouted: "Your Highness, why didn't you leave it to us to aid the North Korean Pingkou this time? You must know that brothers practice every day, and their strength is almost exhausted. His words resonated with everyone present except Ye He, and all eyes, including Sun Chengzong, flew towards Zhu Changluo.

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