The soft kick was non-threatening. Yang Anxuan turned slightly and kicked his leg in vain.
Yang Anxuan stretched out his left hand, grabbed Chen Shen's collar and gently pushed it forward.
Chen Zhi took five or six steps forward in vain and fell face to face on the ground.
When he got up, everyone saw that the left side of his face was rubbed with grass and turned green, which contrasted with the white powder on his right face, and they all laughed.
Chen Zhi was ashamed and annoyed. He pointed at Yang Anxuan and shouted to the servant accompanying him: "Hit me."
Someone recognized Yang Anxuan's identity and reported in a low voice: "Master, that person is Yang Anxuan, the third son of Prefect Yang. He cannot be beaten."
Chen Zhi was stunned. He was not the son of the Cen family.
He had been in Jiyang for a few days and had heard of Yang Anxuan's reputation. He scorned the saying that "Anxuan is the best among the eight heroes of Zuoshui" and proudly claimed that he was not in Jiyang to make Shuzi famous.
Xie Pu came out of Beijing in early March and knew about Yang Jiali. He heard Yang Anxuan's name and said, "It turned out to be Mr. Yang who developed Yang Jiali. Xie had heard about it in Beijing. Xie had tried plowing Yang Jiali with his own hands. It was really easy. It’s so useful, Xie thanked Young Master Yang on behalf of all the farmers in the world.”
Yang Anxuan could not feel any ill feelings towards this elegant Mr. Xie, and responded calmly: "Young Master Xie is so polite."
Xie Pu glanced at the furious Chen Zhi and knew that now was not the time to talk, so he said: "What I just said was very offensive. I will talk to Young Master Yang again when I have the chance. Take my leave."
After saying that, Xie Pu walked towards the post, and the people around him hurriedly followed.
Chen Zhi glared at Yang Anxuan fiercely, snorted and threw his sleeves to catch up.
Returning to the mansion, I cleansed my face three times and applied white powder on it.
Looking at the white powder on his left cheek that could not hide the red stain in the mirror, Chen Zhi was filled with hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Anxuan, I swear to you that we will never let go."
After asking that Chen Shen was in the study, Chen Zhi grabbed the feather fan on the desk, got up and went to find his uncle.
Seeing his nephew come in, Chen Shen put down the book in his hand and asked with a smile: "Why did you come back so early today without accompanying Mr. Xie?"
Chen Zhiyin told the story of the humiliation of Shili Village by Yang Anxuan with a sullen face, and said: "Uncle, Yang Anxuan made me embarrassed in front of Mr. Xie, you must speak out for me."
Chen Shen stroked his beard and remained silent. After Yang Quanqi took office, he targeted him and suppressed him. He had to go with his wishes when punishing corruption and offended many people.
At present, everyone in the government office stayed away from him when they saw him, for fear that if he stuck with him, he would be misunderstood by the eunuch as a party member and be ostracized.
I used to think about taking the opportunity to bring him down, but now it's almost impossible. The court has newly promoted the Marquis of Guannei and General Longxiang, and the holy family is in full swing. It is too late to avoid the limelight, so how can I dare to step forward and cause trouble?
"Zhi'er, it's not that my uncle won't help. This matter needs to be considered in the long run." Chen Shen said: "Well, Yang Anxuan will be finalized this year. My uncle is already dealing with it secretly. We will know when it is finalized. Zhi'er, don't be impatient."
Chen Zhi also knew it was difficult and said no more.
Shaking the feather fan gently, Yin Huizhen's pretty face appeared in his mind. Chen Zhi smiled and said: "My nephew met the daughter of the Yin family by chance today. 'Xue lost is white, Mei Xun is fragrant'. It is really worthy of the name. My nephew wants to invite my uncle." Come forward to propose marriage to the Yin family and marry this young lady from the Yin family."
Chen Shen frowned secretly. Ever since the poem spread, there has been an endless stream of people going to Yinjiabao to propose marriage, but Yin Xi rejected them all because his granddaughter was young.
However, the Chen family and the Yin family are of the same family. The nephew is a son of the country and is designated as the fifth grade. He has a promising future. If he can form this marriage, he will also have help in the county and will not be overwhelmed by Yang Quanqi. .
"It's great that Zhi'er wants to start a family." Chen Shen smiled and said, "I will go to Yinjiabao in person tomorrow to propose marriage for you."
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After hearing the news that Chen Shen went to Yinjiapu to propose to his nephew Chen Zhidao but was rejected, Yang Anxuan sneered slightly. The Yin family had big plans, and Chen Shen was asking for trouble.
Chen Zhi followed Xie Pu back to Jiankang City in despair, with overwhelming hatred, not only for the Yin family, but also for Yang Anxuan.
The training of the new army was on track. Yang Anxuan no longer stayed in the military camp from morning to night, and took the time to record the appropriate sentences in "The Story of a Small Window".
"First light and then strong, first distance and then closeness, first arrival and then closeness, this is the way to make friends", "Good thoughts come suddenly, books can drink wine; once chivalrous love is gone, clouds can be given to others", "Butterfly resting in the fragrant wind, still There are many fragrant dreams; birds soaked in red rain will not let them crow."
After writing three items, he put the pen down. After the ink was dry, he sealed it in an envelope (1) and handed it to Zhang Feng beside him, saying, "Send someone to deliver it to Mr. Yin tomorrow."
For more than half a month, Yang Anxuan has written several words from "Little Window Youji" every two days, and there have been more than 20 words in total.
Yin Dun lived up to his trust, and these sentences would soon spread, and people rushed to copy and circulate them, which can be called the new wild paper.
According to Yang Anxuan's wishes, Yin Dun copied these sentences into a book, named "Xiaochuang Youju", and sold it in his bookstore.
People come to inquire every day. Yang Anxuan's reputation is unparalleled and he is known as "Yang Xiaochuang".
Someone brought "Little Chuang Youju" to Jiankang City. After reading it, King Sima Daozi of Kuaiji praised it: "It is elegant and refined, and it is eloquent when read. The lonely king is really looking forward to seeing 'Yang Xiaochuang'."
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On April 16, the day for the final showdown between the two new armies arrived.
The last battle still ended in a draw, and both armies were working hard to win the final battle.
The sky is not beautiful today, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and the strong wind blows so loudly that the flags on the stage ring.
The rumble of drums sounded, and Yang Quanqi, dressed in military uniform, stood with his sword in hand, scanning the two new troops.
The two new troops were arranged in a square formation, with the captain and above wearing leather armor, and the captain and above riding on horseback. There were fifty shield bearers in the front, followed by one hundred and fifty pikemen. After the pikemen were fifty bowmen, and two Hundreds of soldiers with long swords guarded the left and right wings, and at the end were horsemen, gangsters and other soldiers.
Yang Anxuan was riding on the left side of Zhao Tian, wearing the black leather armor stolen from Sun Tao, holding a long spear in his hand, and looking at the general platform.
Cen Minghu straddled his horse and raised his sword, occasionally glancing at Yang Anxuan, eager to fight.
The entire campus was silent, except for one or two horse neighs that were torn apart by the wind, and the swords and guns flashed with a cold light, and the evil aura surged into the sky.
Yang Guang stretched out his hand to smooth his messy beard, and sighed: "Three months of military training, An Yuan and An Xuan Gong are indispensable to achieve today's military power."
When the drum beat stopped, Yang Quanqi raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Practice troops for a thousand days and use them for a while. Let the swords and arrows in your hands tell you what the results are after three months of training..."
Yang Anyuan also wore armor and held a sword, staring at his father on the general platform with piercing eyes. One day, like his father, he would stand on the high platform to boost the morale of the soldiers and lead thousands of troops to attack the city and plunder the land. Yesterday, Yang Quanqi decided on the content of the final battle: to suppress bandits in Dafu Mountain, Yiyang County.
Yiyang County is located to the southeast of Xinye County, and Dafu Mountain is at the junction of Xinye and Yiyang. At the end of last year, a group of thieves appeared in the Dafu Mountain area, robbed the granary of Fuyang City, and gathered in the mountains and forests.
Zhu Guang, the governor of Yiyang County, sent troops several times to suppress the enemy. The thieves fled into the Dafu Mountains and took advantage of the terrain to fight back and defeat the army.
After the victory, the thieves took the opportunity to collect the troubled people and gathered thousands of people. The momentum became stronger and even harassed Fuyang City again.
Zhu Guang asked the Yongzhou governor for help, and Xi Hui ordered Yang Quanqi to send troops to help suppress the bandits.
Yang Quanqi thought over and over again and decided to send out new troops to test the training results.
The low sound of horns resounded throughout the world, and the two new armies set off to the east. Pedestrians on the official road ducked to the side, talking, and swordsmen were fired from nowhere.
After traveling five miles, Zhao Tian ordered to set up camp.
It's overcast and it's going to rain. Although the weather is getting warmer, it's easy to get sick if you're caught in the rain while marching. A general should know the weather.
The central military tent was erected first, and Zhao Tian summoned everyone to discuss matters.
It takes three to four days to travel from Jiyang to Dafu Mountain, which is more than a hundred miles away. It coincides with the rainy season, so the time to reach Dafu Mountain may be delayed.
Yang Anxuan said: "We cannot just rely on the intelligence sent by Yiyang County. I intend to take a few people to go ahead and go to Pingshi and Fuyang cities to find out more about the thieves. We can take action when the army arrives."
Zhao Tian understood Yang Anxuan's desire to end the war as soon as possible. The final decision was approaching, and the three young masters wanted to gather in the county and could not afford to delay.
While he was deep in thought, Yan Zhuang said: "With nearly a thousand people marching, it is difficult to keep the news secret. If the thieves find out, they will definitely hide in the mountains. It will be difficult to clear them out. It is necessary to find out where the thieves' lair is hidden in advance."
Yin Ji was eager to achieve success, fearing that Cen Minghu would get ahead of him, so he said eagerly: "The general also agrees to go to find out the news first. I am willing to accompany Yang Junhou."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hua, Sun Zhong and others expressed their willingness to go.
Zhao Tian thought for a moment and said: "Marquis Yang will bring the vanguard camp and dress up as a caravan escort."
The Pioneer Battalion was formed by selecting the best from the army. When it was first established, 63 people were selected. So far, only 26 people remain, and the rest have been eliminated.
The war between the north and the south continued, and bandits were everywhere. Caravans needed to be escorted when traveling. Some used family members, while others recruited rangers.
Large caravans travel between the north and the south to do business, and they often gather together to ensure safety. There are hundreds of such caravans, and sometimes they are guarded by nearly a thousand people, all armed with bows and sabers. Bandits dare not make any plans at all.
Yang Anxuan shook his head and said: "Most of the soldiers in the Pioneer Battalion are military commanders and corps commanders. They need their command and care during the march. I will just take a few of them with me."
Zhao Tian was anxious. If he hadn't been the general in name, he would have wanted to follow Yang Anxuan to Fuyang. There were thousands of thieves and he couldn't afford the punishment if something happened.
After arguing for a long time, Yang Anxuan finally agreed to bring twelve people, plus Yin Ji, Chen Hua and Sun Zhong, for a total of sixteen people.
The rain stopped for more than half an hour, and the official road was soaked by the rain and became muddy. The merchants trudged forward cautiously.
More than ten horses galloped towards them, their hooves splashing muddy water in all directions, and pedestrians who were unable to dodge were covered in mud.
Pedestrians looked at the fluttering oilcloth on the knight's body and cursed angrily, lowered their heads and continued to move forward with difficulty.
Yang Anxuan rode his horse and whipped his whip, the cold rain hitting his face made Bu Leng feel hot in his heart. This battle against bandits was the first battle of the new army, and his heart was full of expectations.
Perhaps many years later, it will be recorded in the history books that An Xuan's army wiped out the banditry in Dafu Mountain in the first battle and took the first step to fight for world supremacy.
