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The sun was shining and the pedestrians were blazing on the street. A strange line suddenly appeared at the north gate. Sixteen Ming imprisoned soldiers in uniforms and swords escorted into the city with an armored carriage.

The white horse with a tall and beautiful horse and a beautiful saddle. The armor of the immediate guards is not as beautiful as the clothing of the border troops. The carriage entered the city without stopping, and the guard of honor went straight to the post office.

In the post office, Yang Ling, Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing were chatting and tasting tea, trying to find out as much as possible about the news of Beijing and Jinyiwei from their mouths. At this time, a postman hurried in and said: "Adult, some past officials came to cast books and drove, and the convoy arrived immediately."

Yang Ling was very surprised to hear that although the post office was responsible for receiving past officials, but the chickens were not far away from the Tatar territory, and no official from the court came. If there are officials throwing books to park, then the size of the convoy must not be small. Who is coming?

Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing accompanied him hurriedly out of the door, and saw a carriage in front slowly coming along the post road. There were eight horses on both sides of the horse. The knights wearing helmets and helmets were very powerful.

As soon as he saw the yellow flag stuck in the carriage, Liu Biao had quickly caught up and whispered in Yang Ling's ear: "Master, this is the Peking teacher."

Yang Ling nodded slightly and stood in front of the door. He saw the carriage came to the front and stopped the car curtain. He walked out of the house with a waist. He was in his fifties, his face was thin and thin, and he was dressed as an **** in the palace.

Yang Ling lost his voice: "Grandpa Liu?" That person was Grandpa Liu, the supervising army. He got out of the carriage and smiled to Yang Ling with a smile: "Yang Yicheng, our family is really destined to you. This is more than a month. Kung Fu, let's meet again. "

Yang Ling sent Grandpa Liu into the lobby, and he could not understand his intention for a while. It is said that he has been promoted to Jinyiwei and served as a fifth-grade common knowledge. It is not necessary for the **** in the palace to come out. This **** usually comes to the palace, collects taxes, buys royal palace supplies, and rarely summons the following three grades. The officials also wanted the **** to declare the decree.

Sixteen warriors stepped into the hall and stood on both sides, holding their waists and squinting their eyes. Grandpa Liu walked to the center of the hall, turned around to clear his cough, and chanted: "Jiming County Yicheng Yangling picks up!"

Yang Ling was in a state of retreat and was at a loss. He heard that the emperor had given him the imperial edict, and he was very surprised. As for whether it was done in the movie, he had no idea. Fortunately, Grandpa Liu also saw such officials, and the Imperial Decree was not a newspaper. There were a few officials who actually accepted the Imperial Decree, even when the ministers who served as officials, many of them made jokes when they received the Imperial Decree for the first time. He smiled slightly, holding yellow silk in his hands and said softly: "Yang Yicheng, kneel down and listen to Xuan!"

Yang Ling glanced at him gratefully and quickly knelt on his knees, saying: "Chen Yang Ling listens to the announcement." Kneeling for the first time, Yang Ling really felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It was considered to be a folklore, at least he did not have the guts to resist.

Liu Gonggong slowly unfolded Huang Ling and said aloud: "The emperor Fengtian Chengyun, Zhao said: I heard: The three generations have won the world, but also the people. The old people, the country is also the root. The ancient sage has cloud: the road trip is also , The world is public "

Liu Gonggong shook his head and faltered. Yang Ling listened to Liu Gonggong's reading of those classical Chinese texts. Although he understood the meaning, he also struggled to listen. It took a long time before I heard Liu Gonggong read the main question: "It is the old man, the lord of the country, the emperor has the world, the monarch, the letter and the repair, the choice of virtue and ability. Today's prince, smart and studious, Wen Xuan Yang Xiu, a talented scholar, is both virtuous and capable, and very good. I mean, Xuan Yangling entered Beijing and served as the prince's assistant, Wen Zhao entered Beijing immediately without delay. Chin this. Hongzhi eighteen years in February. "

Yang Ling heard it inexplicably, the prince read it? Is n’t Jinyiwei knowing? Suddenly he thought of what Ma Lian said that night: How to promote the officialdom is like a child's play, there is a saying that the career is sinister. With the "credit" you set up, there is no reason to continue to promote three levels and go to the center. Jingli It's even less likely that someone will be so kind, and promote your official for no reason, we have to think about it, but we can't be pitted. "

Yang Ling suddenly understood that it is no wonder that Jinyi Weihuo ran up to promote his officer. It turned out that the emperor was about to serve as the prince's assistant, and the icing on the cake was here. The prince is a clerk, although he is a six-rank official, but to put it bluntly, he is actually a prince ’s classmate. Once the prince ascends to the throne, can those princes who are closest to him know not to be reused?

Since this post was originally only a small official of Jinyiwei, now this official has become an officer of Jinyiwei's center. With an appointment, he will pull the future emperor's confidant into his own camp, of course, not to lose.

Seeing that he was still kneeling blankly, Liu Gonggong whispered: "Yang Yicheng, haven't you given thanks yet?"

Yang Ling woke up and hurriedly shouted, "Secretary, Lord of gratitude." He took the imperial edict in the hands of Grandpa Liu, peeping a glance, and seeing that Grandpa Liu didn't mean to kneel and knock on himself, he stood. stand up.

When Liu Gong ’s bus came out, he immediately received the expression of being high and looking at all beings, and said to Yang Ling with Yan Yue: "Yang Xianggong, our family Liu Jin, is a servant next to Crown Prince. In the future, Yang Xianggong will study for the Prince. It ’s close. "

Yang Ling heard a shock and lost his voice: "Liu Jin? Are you Liu Jin?"

Grandpa Liu blinked and said strangely: "Why, Yang Xianggong has heard our name?"

Yang Ling nodded and shook his head again, not knowing what to say.

Liu Jin, the archetype of the factory man in "New Dragon Gate Inn", the legendary East Factory **** who killed people without blinking, is this old **** who is not outstanding in front of him?

Thanks to novels and TV, what Wang Zhi, Wang Zhen, Liu Jin, Wei Zhongxian, and Yang Ling are familiar with. The eunuchs are all marvelous martial arts, and they are full of childishness and yin and Yang. Liu Jin and Yang Ling thought it was the same name and surname.

Liu Jin said happily: "Our family is serving the crown prince, it is difficult to get back to Beijing. There are not many people who know our family name, but Yang Xianggong has never heard of me. Ha ha, he is really a showman, he knows the world ".

"Yang Xianggong, now that he has fulfilled the decree, I think we will set off right away. Today's prince is still martial arts. It is best to dance with a gun and march. Going, Grand Prince looked very happy, thinking about using your methods to practice the God Machine Camp, do n’t let Grand Prince worry. "

Liu Jin is still very careful in his job now. He is currently the secretary of the Zhonggu Division. He is the least powerful among the twenty-four government officials. Prince Zhu Houzhao is self-willed. His temper is gusty and rainy. This baby son, Liu Jin dare not neglect.

Yang Ling had to call the young girl to start packing. Liu and Yang said to the outsiders that they were Yang's family servants. Although the people in the local post office felt strange, Grandpa Liu didn't know the Yang family's family, and he didn't care. After Yang Ling finished everything, Ma Lianer hadn't returned, so she said to the young girl and asked her elder brother to report the news out of the city, lest she think that she would say goodbye.

At this time, three carriages were already traveling on the winding road. The mountain road is narrow, and the sixteen guards **** the eighth and eighth fronts. The front is Liu Gonggong ’s Zhuqi carriage. The last two carriages are sent from the post office. A high pole stands upright in front of the carriage. It was Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing sitting in the luggage cart.

Han Youniang looked silently out of the window. Since childhood, she has not been separated from her family. She went so far alone, thinking about going to Beijing a few days ago, excited like a child, when she really left, she was empty, alas, father I worked as a courier and ran around. I didn't see him this time when I left, and I don't know how long it will take to see my loved ones again.

Yang Ling knew that she was reluctant and comforted softly: "Relax, wait for us to settle down, I will find a way to bring my father-in-law to Jingli too."

Young Niang yelled, gently lying in Yang Ling's arms, her big eyes flickered, and she didn't know what to think about. Yang Ling caressed her back gently, and she was also full of thoughts.

What role is the prince reading? I haven't retained the memory of the original Xuanfu talented Yang Ling. I really want to take the four books, five classics, and eight shares of the text.

The history he remembers is too simple. Except Zhu Hongwu, Cheng Zu and the last Chongzhen, some other emperors of the Ming Dynasty have limited knowledge. Now they are inexplicably pushed to the center of this historical stage. Can high-powered characters cope with it?

Yang Ling has been muddled, just want his wife and children to kang head, just spend two years happily, and now catch the duck on the shelf, it is often said that the king is like a tiger, for his own safety, he has to get serious and take the initiative Know and understand this era.

Yang Ling straightened out his thoughts, and information about this era slowly flowed through his mind

It is now 18 years of Hongzhi. The emperor is Hongzhi, surnamed Zhu. The name, because of limited knowledge, can not be associated with the year, so it is unknown. Life is unknown. Crown Prince Zhu Houzhao, wind liu, lustful, faint, and very handsome, about his life and deeds: You Long Xi Feng, the impression seems to be that he died very early. Liu Jin, the traitor, when did it happen, unknown, how to die, unknown, anyway, it is not a good death.

loser! Absolute waste wood! Yang Ling can only be ashamed to give himself such an evaluation. Can such a data be used as a starting point, to avoid evil and grasp history? Discouraged for a long while, Yang Ling suddenly regained his energy and propped up his waist: Why do you care so much? What is Emperor Zhengde, what a traitor Liu Jin, my life is as short as grass and trees, that is not something I should worry about, my purpose is to go to Beijing, do high-level work, and mix in Beijing!

The ignorant are fearless, and Yang Ling, who is about to enter the capital with his eyes closed, begins to be blindly optimistic.

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Ma Lian's wind hit the post office like a gust of wind, and in a blink of an eye he ran straight to the North City. The horseshoe with a big bowl stepped on the blue stone slab, and the sound was like rain. Quickly out of the city, the carriage was no longer visible in the wilderness. Ma Lianer carrying the horse rein under the city gate for a moment did not set foot on the winding road of the winding mountain, but inserted straight from the uncultivated field In the past, took a short cut and ran forward.

The dark green cloak made the sound of hunting in the air. Her heart was so anxious. Brother Ruthless Yang didn't even have time to meet me. Why did he walk so hurriedly? It will take three years to see you again.

The fast horse is flying, under the control of her superb riding, the red horse's four hoofs are flying like a arrow from the string. The land of the ridge is running to the end of a small river. Far away, she saw the carriage that was slowly moving along the mountain road along the Panshan Road. Ma Lianer was ecstatic in her heart. She set a horse's head and walked along the small river and the carriage half a mountain and down the mountain, chasing after.

The mountain is changing. In front is a semi-circular valley. The carriage is half-turned. On this side is the cliff of Linyuan. The armor on the winding mountain road and the boring sitting on the cowl. Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing have now become the mountain Red horse chasing swiftly. Liu Biao stood up and looked down at the mountain, shouting: "There is a lady under the mountain chasing us."

Yang Ling and You Niang heard the rush to get out of the carriage and saw a red horse and a green cloud coming down the mountain. Han Youniang couldn't help crying out: "It's Sister Er'er, Xiang Gong, Sister Er'er is here."

Yang Lian hurriedly called the driver to stop the car, stood on the cowl and looked down at the mountain, Ma Lian also stopped the horse, standing quietly there one by one. An inaccessible cliff left the two facing each other.

Ma Lianer stared indifferently for a long while, and saw Yang Ling waved to himself, and then signaled the carriage to move on, but he was still standing in the front of the car and looking at himself. Ma Lianer was agitated in his heart, and suddenly pulled out a small scimitar around his waist, brushed off a strand of hair, and hurriedly tied it to the shaft of an arrow.

The carriage slowly disappeared into her sight as soon as she turned out of the valley road. Ma Er'er suddenly mentioned the horse rein, his legs flicked the horse's abdomen, and he heard a horse hissing, which shocked the valley.

Yang Ling and a group of warriors in the middle of the mountains looked into the valley, and saw the Red Horse people stand up, set a moment of time, clinging to the four hoofs, and the Red Horse quickly rushed forward, in front. It is the cliff of the Death Valley, only about thirty feet away.

The fast horse galloped, and the distance of twenty feet was almost instantaneous. It rushed forward at such a speed again. I am afraid that one person and one horse would be killed on the rock wall, and the people on the mountain could not help but exclaim. But seeing Ma Ping'er's fast horse suddenly twisted at a right angle of nearly ninety degrees, abandoned the rein, picked the bow, twisted the body, and pulled the arrow, all in one go, the movement was neat and beautiful, and the people shook his head.

Liu Biao, Yang Yiqing and several soldiers in the army could not help but cheer loudly. The high-ranking officials in the capital of the city have some tarragons in their homes. They are the admired Mongolian warriors. They have seen those people perform the past years of Da Yuan Tie Qi Qi Kung Fu.

The Mongols ride the art of armor in the world, and Ma Lian's kung fu skills of drawing horses and arrows are exactly the same as those of the warriors who are excellent at riding and shooting. It is shown by a young girl, and it shows the beauty that can't be said.

Yang Ling's carriage was about to turn over the stone cliff in front of him, leaving Ma Lin'er's line of sight at the moment, only listening to Tuk Tuk Tuk's three arrows, hitting on the flagpole with a long arm in front of Yang Ling, the tail of the arrow was still buzzing , Scared the driver sitting under the pole shivered, almost fell off the car.

The carriage drove slowly, and there was green grass in front of the cliff. Three straight arrows hit the pole in a straight line. On the middle arrow, the tail of the arrow was tied with a piece of green silk, still flying slowly in the wind.

Han Youniang caressed that black hair, a bit sourly said: "Xiang Gong, Sister Pinger cuts the record of his invention."

Yang Ling scraped a bit on her nose, looking back at the three sharp arrows and a strand of green silk nailed to the flagpole. He couldn't help but smile and thought: "Green silk, love silk, three arrows, three years, this girl will not be like a young girl Same as stubborn? "

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