The three princes came out of Qianqing Palace in the order of Zhang Mao, Zhu Fu and Zhu Hui.
Zhang Mao smiled at Zhu Fu, but the smile on his face had a different meaning: "Your boy is very up to date. If he goes to the northwest, he may be able to get a lord back. Others will not be able to cultivate in a few lifetimes."
Zhu Fu smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Zhang, you are smiling. Quanzi... has always kept loyalty in his heart, and never forgets how much your Majesty has cultivated him."
These words.
It's very impressive.
Zhu Hui on the side couldn't listen anymore.
Even if I haven't seen that kid Zhu Feng with my own eyes, I still know what kind of guy he is, what kind of loyalty he is, and what kind of person he was cultivated by His Majesty. Who are he kidding? All my boys are better than him.
Zhang Mao smiled and said: "It is better to be flattering than to be well-educated. In the past, it was said that civil servants only need someone in the court to be an official. But now it seems that those who join the army need to have talented people around the emperor so that they can make meritorious service and win titles."
"Ahem..."
Zhu Fu originally thought that Zhang Mao said good things, but why did he hear these words with a sour meaning?
Zhu Fu looked sideways at Zhang Mao.
I thought to myself, don’t think I don’t know that you, Mr. Zhang, sent your grandson to Zhang Bingkuan to be his disciple a long time ago. You have gone even further than me. Why are you still mocking me now?
Do you regret not letting Zhang Bingkuan recommend your grandson to the northwest?
It’s too late to regret! Miss this village without this store.
Zhu Hui followed the two "big guys" and asked curiously: "What is this Zhang Bingkuan... really capable of?"
Zhang Mao and Zhu Fu were arguing just now about whether to flatter Zhang Zhou or not. After hearing Zhu Hui's words, they both looked at this stupid big man who didn't know what he was talking about.
The look in their eyes seemed to say, we smart people can just lean on each other while we talk.
"Nothing. Zhang Bingkuan is a Gongsheng student. He knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom, that's all." Zhang Mao said with a smile.
"oh."
Zhu Hui nodded.
I'm also thinking about it in my mind.
What are these two pretending to be in front of me? Don't think I can't hear it. The fact that the second son of Chengguo's family may be awarded a title has a lot to do with Zhang Bingkuan.
Are you afraid that I will also curry favor with Zhang Bingkuan and deliberately describe him as ordinary?
Otherwise, if you say that all the princes of your generation are like human beings, I will believe you are a ghost.
"I'm talking about Dongyang. His Majesty asked you to go to the northwest with the Shenji Battalion. In this battle at Pianguan, the mighty sky gunpowder worked wonders. In the future, the Shenji Battalion will definitely use it in the northwest. The more frequent it is, the greater the effect will be, and you’ve caught up with it at a good time.”
Zhang Mao targeted Zhu Hui again.
Zhu Huixin said that no matter how powerful the Shenji Battalion was, it was still selected from the 12th Regiment Battalion. In terms of military power, it is not as good as supervising a battalion of the 12th Regiment Battalion. Besides, how many people can it bring to the northwest?
Zhu Hui smiled and said: "Isn't the battle over? Now we are going to the northwest, just to deal with some aftermath, and there will be no tough battles."
"Really?" Zhang Mao said, "Where is Wang Weining? Who will serve as a chief military officer under him? Will the status be the same when he comes back? Maybe it will be your turn to be the admiral of Jingying. Wang Weining is very good at fighting. He leads When a soldier goes into battle, no one can disobey him, but he also has a great ability, which is his ability to cling, and not everyone can learn this skill."
"..."
Zhu Hui was speechless for a moment.
You, Old Man Zhang, are having a hard time with your emotions today. Are you going to fight whoever you see?
I, Mr. Zhu, didn’t mess with you today, why are you getting angry at me? I accepted the order and went to the northwest to serve as a general military officer and help others. Why are you targeting me?
Zhu Fu smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, actually I think that this chief military officer should be handed over to the Young Master."
"Don't!" Zhang Mao waved his hand, "Don't think that I have other intentions. My son is still at home recuperating and can't even get on a horse. The border defense in the northwest of the Ming Dynasty will be left to you upstarts. I'm going to die soon, so I don't dare to follow him. You guys compete! Let’s go!”
He said he was old, but when he took a step forward to leave behind the two of them, his pace and stride length were unambiguous at all.
"He...what does he mean?" Zhu Hui pointed to Zhang Mao's back with a confused look on his face.
Zhu Fu clicked his tongue and said, "Can't you see this? He is afraid that the power of other princes will rise and affect the prominence of the third generation of his old Zhang family. Who will make his children and grandchildren unable to stand up in the next generation?"
"I see."
Zhu Hui nodded knowingly, but smiled.
From Zhang Mao's grandfather Zhang Yu, to his father Zhang Fu, to Zhang Mao himself, they are all the most distinguished figures among the nobility. However, to inherit the nobility from generation to generation, in addition to family heritage, it is also necessary to be able to A hero emerges.
At this time, the emperor not only wanted to confer a title on Zhu Feng, but also asked Zhu Hui to go to the northwest to follow Wang Yue.
Looking back at the Zhang family, Zhang Mao's eldest son Zhang Rui was only in his thirties when he contracted soft foot disease. His eldest grandson Zhang Lun is still young, and Zhang Mao himself is also old. Naturally, what Zhang Mao fears most is that the Zhang family will come to his generation. Losing ground later.
The reason why Zhang Mao said those weird words.
It's all because Old Man Zhang is really in danger.
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Inside the tilt head pass.
The war has ended for a day and a night, and Ye Bushou has entered the hinterland of the grassland to investigate the movements of various Tatar soldiers and horses.
Since the Ming Dynasty recovered the Hetao during the Chenghua period, it was the first time that it wanted to re-enter the grasslands and even dominate Mongolia. All of this could only be achieved with Wang Yue in charge.
But Wang Yue...
There is no intention to invade the grassland at all.
The battle at Piantou Pass had actually left him physically and mentally exhausted. After all, he was old, and he was still strong enough to endure the whole tough battle. He felt lucky that he did not die on the front line.
As for marching into the grassland, sealing the wolf as a surrogate, etc... that is not Wang Yue's life goal.
He had one purpose before he died.
My old Wang family, the earldom of Weining, please take it back!
In the afternoon of February 15th, Pingjiang Bo Chen Rui's troops rushed to Piantou Pass without stopping. When he arrived, he discovered that there were troops stationed everywhere inside and outside Piantou Pass... not to mention the local troops who had been evacuated before. , even the men and horses from the nearby pass rushed over to help. The meat was gone, and the soup was still delicious.
When reporting back on the battle, Wang Yue was able to mention that they rushed to help in order to ensure the stability of the Piantou Pass. Maybe they would be credited in the credit book.
"Uncle Ping Jiang, are you back?"
Chen Rui had just dismounted in front of the pass. He looked up and was still sighing at how the city walls and gate buildings were blown up like this after not seeing him for three days.
A group of people came over, led by Wu Ping Bo Chen Xun.
Chen Xun's situation was better than Chen Rui's. He had arrived at Piantou Pass three hours after the war ended, while Chen Rui was more than a day later than him.
Chen Rui said with a straight face: "I heard that the little Tatar prince was harassing Xixia, so I led my troops to quell the invaders. However, I heard that there was a war in Pianguan on the way, so I could only stay far away and seek the near."
"hehe."
Chen Xun smiled bitterly.
My heart says that you really know how to speak. Why didn't you say that you were afraid of the sieve of fire and ran so fast on purpose, fearing that the sieve of fire would grab you and not let you go?
Chen Rui pointed to a large iron pot with a fire cooking next to the ruins at the city gate and said, "What is that?"
Chen Xun said helplessly: "When Wang Junmen heard that you were back, he specially asked someone to cook wine here, saying that he wanted to drink hot wine with you."
"he……"
Chen Rui almost flew into a rage.
Didn't I just run a little faster when I led the troops in the past two days, and came back a little late? How about you boiling hot wine at the city gate to mock me?
Just as he was talking, a general came and informed: "Both generals, Uncle Weining has invited you."
As soon as they heard Wang Yue being called "Uncle Weining", Chen Rui and Chen Xun knew that they were direct descendants of Wang Yue. Anyway, in the hearts of those who admired Wang Yue, even if Wang Yue was not Uncle Weining, they would still think of him as such.
Especially in this northwest region, the world only knows that there is Wang Weining, but not Wang Yue.
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The Chinese army's tent in the city.
When Chen Rui arrived, he found that the Chinese army's tent was just a temporary building next to the General Military Mansion. The General Military Mansion had been bombed with holes everywhere, and not even the ruins were left, even though the war had ended for sixteen hours. , the smell of blood is still exuding everywhere.
This battle was so tragic that Chen Rui could make a rough guess just by looking at the scenes along the way.
He had regretted not coming back before, but after entering the city, he felt that it would have been better not to come back.
This fucking...
I was afraid that I would follow Wang Yue into battle and get credit but not my life.
"Zhijian, you've got it right. With you as my team, I feel more at ease. The Tatars probably won't dare to attack again."
When Wang Yue greeted Chen Rui, he was very polite.
It was as if he didn't know anything about cooking wine at the city gate.
Chen Rui cupped his fists and said, "The last general is going to..."
"Okay, what were you going to do earlier? I don't want to ask. You are the commander-in-chief of Pianguan, and I still rely on you to guard it. I don't think His Majesty will send you to Ningxia. I hope the little Tatar prince knows There is a war happening here, will you continue to love the war? Now just think about it and send troops."
While Wang Yue was speaking, he pulled Chen Rui to a map.
The map is very detailed and was drawn by Zhang Zhou.
Chen Rui had never seen this map before, because Wang Yue never intended to reuse him...Wang Yue would rather give this opportunity to Zhu Feng than give it to someone like Chen Rui.
Wouldn't it be better to blow up the city with gunpowder first, and then send troops in to harvest it?
Who is going up or not?
If you, Chen Rui, have done a great job, then the emperor will discount the credit of someone like me, Wang. Military merit is like a piece of cake, and whoever takes more will have to eat less.
And who knows if you, Chen Rui, will shrink from the battle because you are afraid of the fire?
How can we take such unnecessary risks when fighting such a tough battle?
Chen Xun asked from the side: "Wang Junmen, are you going to send troops to the grassland?"
Because Chen Xun had never heard Wang Yue mention it before, why did Wang Yue say that he would send troops to the grassland as soon as Chen Rui came back?
Could it be that Wang Yue was waiting to give Chen Rui a chance?
Wang Yue waved, and then Zhu Feng, who was standing beside him, handed an order flag to Wang Yue, and Wang Yue handed it to Chen Rui: "Zhijian, I am old and frail. You are not willing to send troops to the north. You are here." I haven’t received any decent military honors either, so for follow-up pursuits and other matters, you, the chief military officer, have to be in charge!”
Chen Rui was very excited when he heard this.
I ran away in the face of the battle, why did Mr. Wang still want to give me a chance to make meritorious deeds?
Thinking about it again, that’s not right. The Tatars have been running away for more than a day and a night, and now they ask me to chase them. Who can I catch?
You old guy...
It’s okay to curse people without using any curse words, but you still want others to remember you well when you’re making fun of them?
(End of chapter)
