There is snow falling in the sky, and the western Liaoning Corridor is bounded by vast mountains to the west and the sea to the east, forming a wind outlet. The wind, even though it is just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, is like a knife. I really can’t imagine how to resist the cold winter. Chang Yu’s first time It was the beginning of spring when we left the customs, and it was so cold that it gave me goosebumps.
"Blood Bat, I heard that you traveled all over the country and wandered around. Have you ever been outside the customs? I'll give you a free ride today. You're welcome." Chang Yu did not forget to tease the Blood Bat who was tied to the car.
But Blood Bat's answer was just five words: "You got the wrong person."
"You can be tough with me now. If you are tough now, you will be beaten later." Chang Yu laughed and cursed.
"Chang Yu, are there really bandits in the mountains?" Princess Kunxing poked her head out of the car and asked softly, pointing to the distant mountains.
"You're much older." Chang Yu deliberately replied to her with a mouthful of Northeastern dirt: "Look back, those bandits will rush over and snatch you away..."
"How dare you say it again?" Princess Kunxing glared, Chang Yu really didn't dare anymore.
Zhu Cixiang looked back and said with a smile: "Don't believe what he said. How could any bandit without eyes dare to rob him?"
"Hey, my... eldest son, you underestimate those thieves who fall into bandits, and you think too highly of me." Chang Yu curled his lips: "Thieves only see gold, silver, mules, horses, and women. He No matter who you are, if the common people dare to rob, so will the officers and soldiers."
"I believe what you say." Zhu Cixiang smiled: "But I still don't believe they dare to rob you."
"Young man, you are still too young." Chang Yu then smiled faintly: "If you can't stand it, don't hold on. It's very warm in the car."
Chang Yu was determined to train Zhu Cihong. Before leaving the border, he once said that if he wanted to go to Ningyuan, he would share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers and not receive special treatment. Zhu Cihong readily agreed.
To put it bluntly, this is a military training arranged by Chang Yu for Zhu Cihong.
"Don't you want to see my joke?" Zhu Cixiang smiled faintly, crossed his legs and rushed to the front of the team: "Kuang Ren, let's race."
"Your Majesty... you can't do it, eldest son." Kuang Ren shook his head gently and looked around warily: "Outside the pass is no better than inside. The white mountains and black waters hide heroes from all walks of life. We can't leave the team."
"Is it possible that they really dare to rob the officers and soldiers... and rob Chang Yu?" Zhu Cixiang still didn't believe it. Kuang Ren smiled bitterly: "The tip of the knife doesn't have an eye, and the Governor's face is not hung on the flagpole. Even if it is hung on it, it may not be a thief. We know each other, there are less than a hundred people in our group, so it is easy to attract the attention of thieves."
"Didn't I hear Chang Yu say that during the previous war in Ningyuan, Wu Sangui mobilized the heroes in the mountains to fight against the Tatars? Could it be that..."
"In such a big mountain and with so many villages, there are always a few unruly thorns, and there are also some people who are arrogant and rebellious. Besides, these days, filling their stomachs is more important, and Wu Sangui doesn't give them food." Kuang Ren followed Chang Yu around the country and gained a wide range of experiences.
Zhu Cixiang gained experience again, and he was no longer as relaxed as before but a little excited. He even asked Kuang Ren for a bow.
"Looking at the eldest son, he seems to be looking forward to meeting the bandits. He is also ready to show off his skills. I wonder how good the eldest master's archery skills are." Jiang Fa chuckled beside Chang Yu's car window.
Chang Yu couldn't help laughing: "He can shoot arrows, but he doesn't know that the guards use hard bows, and he can't draw them at all."
When passing by a town, Chang Yu called out to Ah Jiu: "Have you ever heard of Meng Jiangnu?" Zhu Aona stuck her head out and said, "Of course I've heard of Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall. What's the point of asking?"
Chang Yu pointed: "The village to the west is called Mengjiang Village, and there is a temple to the northwest called Mengjiangnu Temple." Zhu Aona suddenly became interested: "Can I go and have a look?"
"Okay, you can go, we will wait for you in Ningyuan." Chang Yu chuckled. Zhu Yuyao glared at him, and then looked at the village in the distance: "I don't know whether the legend is true or not."
"As far as I know, as long as there are legends, nine out of ten are just conjectures of later generations."
"So you don't believe in legends or ghosts, and you don't worship in temples, right?" Zhu Yuyao asked seriously. Chang Yu nodded and stretched out his fist: "I only believe in this."
"You, it's not good for you to be like this," Zhu Yuyao said calmly with a somewhat calm expression.
Chang Yu smiled and said nothing.
There was a ruins ahead. Zhu Cixiang rode forward to circle the ruins. With an extremely solemn look on his face, he rode up to Chang Yu's car and asked, "Guangning's former garrison?"
Chang Yu nodded, and Zhu Cixiang's breathing became rapid: "It will be repaired again."
"As long as you have money and food, I will repair it for you in half a month." Chang Yu's face was expressionless, and Zhu Cixiang didn't want to talk to him anymore.
After a few more miles, there was a dilapidated temple ahead. It was the place where Chang Yu went to Ningyuan to take shelter from the rain for the first time. The temple was still dilapidated, but there was incense in front of the door. It must be from nearby mountain people or travelers passing by. Burnt.
Chang Yu got out of the car and took a look in front of the ruined temple. There was a new clay statue of Bodhisattva erected inside. He felt warm in his heart. Although he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, the presence of incense here meant that the people around him were at least gradually settling down. It's the same predicament as before, with chaos and chaos.
Just as he was about to get in the car and leave, he saw Zhu Ainao walking over. Then she knelt in front of the clay Bodhisattva statue with her hands clasped together and whispered something.
Chang Yu couldn't help but want to laugh. Silly girl, even the Clay Bodhisattva can't protect itself. How can it fulfill your wishes?
But seeing the pious look on his face, it was hard to say anything, so he walked to the roadside and looked towards the sea to the east. Suddenly he heard someone warning him in front of him, and he couldn't help but frowned, but then he saw Zhu Cihong galloping forward on his horse, shouting: "But come on Kill the thief."
Chang Yu was speechless, such a fool.
Zhu Cixiang's move showed that the guards around him were frightened, and they quickly chased him. Wang Zhengnan, who was in charge of his personal bodyguard, saw this and stopped him: "Young Master, please don't be rash."
Dozens of people gathered next to the small woods on the east side of the mountain road 200 steps in front of the ruined temple. They were carrying guys in their hands and looked nervously at the more than ten riders running in the distance. When they were more than ten steps away, people from both sides were sent away. Take a breath.
This is not some bandit blocking the road, but a caravan.
Zhu Cixiang, who was running towards him, was a little disappointed when he saw this, and muttered: "You guys are lucky." Wang Zhengnan next to him almost fell down. How could this kid have any confidence?
"It turned out to be a passing military master. You were so frightened that you thought you were a horse thief?" The steward of the caravan came out and talked to Kuang Ren. Kuang Ren smiled and said, "We were also shocked by you. We thought this road was not safe." It’s peaceful.”
"It's not peaceful at first, but it's much more peaceful than before!" The steward said with a smile. At this time, Chang Yu came on horseback: "Does that mean there are still thieves?"
Seeing that he was young but very energetic, the manager said respectfully: "There are still some, but he is much easier to talk to than in previous years. In the past, these bandits would rob when they came up and kill people who dared to resist them. Now, as long as you pay some money to buy the way, you can It’s okay, I usually don’t rob goods, maybe I haven’t heard of murder in a long time.”
Chang Yu nodded slightly, knowing that those methods in the past had been effective. There were countless heroes hiding in the mountains along the two hundred miles from Shanhaiguan to Ningyuan. In the past, Gao Di and Wu Sangui turned a blind eye and even raised thieves. As a result, this road was very unsettled. However, after the Ningyuan War, Chang Yu ordered the two men to eliminate the banditry. One hand was strong and the other was gentle. It finally paid off. Many hilltops were directly converted into good people for the people. For example, the Zhonghousuo in front is now home. Killed many of the original bandits.
It’s time to uproot the enemy. In the past, there were many mountains. It would be difficult to attack one of them if they joined forces to resist. In addition, the situation outside the customs is complicated. Now there are not many dangers and the situation is clear. Whoever shows up will be attacked. We must turn this Hexi Corridor into a sunshine. Avenue.
The prosperity of a region has a lot to do with commerce, but how to develop commerce when banditry is everywhere? Chang Yu is determined to redevelop Liaodong, so he must clean up this road. He decided to order Gao Di and Zu Dashou to clean up everything!
Hey, while the steward was talking, he suddenly looked towards the mountains to the west. Before Chang Yu could turn his head, he heard shouting: "Bandits, bandits."
There were twenty or thirty people standing on a low hillside more than a hundred meters northwest, looking down at the place, holding the guy in their hands. Judging from the appearance and temperament, they looked like mountain bandits.
"That thief, how dare you come down and fight!" Zhu Cixiang pointed angrily and yelled. He wanted to draw his bow but couldn't hold it in. His face turned red. Chang Yu rolled his eyes inwardly. What happened to this child?
