Among Yang Ling's personal guards, there were very few people who knew Zhengde's identity. Seeing the adults staring straight at a small school, they were very surprised.

Liu Dabanchui, who had just become a guard of Yang Ling's personal army, looked at the young and handsome young captain, and then looked at the adult's straight look, and suddenly realized.

In the Ming Dynasty, the male style was very popular and was considered fashionable and romantic. No one rejected and despised. Emperors, nobles, famous scholars and talented men, while beauties, mostly have gentle and handsome male lovers, who usually serve as book children, and play with them on the bed at night.

At that time, the sexual relationship between the same-sex was called "diplomacy" and the sexual behavior between men and women was called "internal communication". Not only was it recognized by the morals, laws, customs and habits of the time, but the favored child also enjoyed the same rights as his concubines and was usually compensated for money. When he had to leave and marry a wife a little older, the owner also gave him a sum of money.

Liu Dabangcui had long heard of this kind of upper-class custom. Seeing that Yang Dashui and this young captain with tender skin as thin skin as a girl were ambiguous, Zhengde was a little embarrassed at this time, and he felt even more distressed when he saw it. It seemed that this handsome little school must be the male favorite of the Grand Marshui.

Liu Dabangcui touched his beard and couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, my mother didn't kiss her grandmother and her uncle didn't love her. Otherwise, how awkward would it be if a big man was taken by the handsome man?

Yang Ling didn't know that this silly subordinate had such rich association power, and he didn't care what the guards who didn't know the inside story were thinking. When Zhengde walked to his side, he immediately pulled him up and pulled him into the city tower. Yang Yiqing and Zhang Yong looked at each other and hurriedly followed him in.

The generals, the generals, and the generals were still young and had never witnessed Tianyan with their own eyes. Even if they doubled their brain capacity, they could not imagine that this young man with a clean face was the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. Although they had their own questions in their hearts, they still had the concentration from the young man to the current official position. They followed in calmly.

The corner tower looks simple from the outside, and it is divided into three rooms inside, inside, inside, outside. The outside room is where the daily meetings and commands battles are located. The middle is relatively empty, except for a huge map on the wall and a large sand table in the middle. It is where Yang Yiqing, the general general of the army, discusses military affairs with the generals and formulates battle strategies. The inner room is his study and bedroom. Yang Ling pulls Emperor Zhengde, who is not touching the ground, rushed straight into the inner room. Yang Yiqing and Zhang Yong also followed in like burning their butts.

As soon as the generals followed the city tower, Yang Yiqing poked his head out of the central hall and shouted: "The generals are waiting here. I have important matters to discuss with the two imperial envoys!" After saying that, he put a pile of thick felt curtains and slammed the door from inside.

Without mentioning the surprise of the generals outside, Yang Yiqing rushed to the inner room at the door, and hurriedly knelt down, lowered his voice and said, "My minister Yang Yiqing kowtowed to the emperor."

Emperor Zhengde glanced at Yang Ling. Seeing that he had a long face and said nothing, he couldn't help but laugh. Although he was straightforward, he was not a foolish monarch who didn't know how to be ignorant. He naturally understood Yang Ling's concern and concern for him. So he didn't care about his expression at all.

He sat on the chair that Yang Yiqing used to sit on, and smiled and said, "Get up, don't be too polite here." Yang Yiqing hurriedly stood up and said, "Master, why... why are you here?"

Zhang Yong's face turned pale and said tremblingly: "Yes, Your Majesty, you're scared your servants to death. There were still thousands of troops outside just now. Fortunately, the Tartars were no more heavy artillery than the Yuan army back then, otherwise...if..." When he said this, he couldn't help but have a clever cold war.

Zhengde smiled and said, "It's here again. I know that I am all about the world and should cherish my whole body for the world, but everything is too much. The Khan of the Tartars can personally go on the horse to fight on the battlefield. Do I not even have the courage to watch the enemy on the top of the city? What kind of emperor do you want me to be?"

Although this was a joke, the blame was too heavy. Zhang Yong didn't dare to say anything again after hearing this. Seeing this, Yang Ling wanted to make suggestions. Zhengde jumped up and walked to the middle hall, looking at the large sand table with mountains, rivers, grasslands and deserts.

Yang Ling had no choice but to follow him. Yang Yiqing hurriedly walked beside him and whispered in a hurry: "My God, why did the emperor come with him? What did the emperor come to Datong? My Lord Yang, please invite the emperor back to the capital as soon as possible. When I saw the emperor just now, I was so scared that my hands and feet were cold and I almost fainted. The emperor is here, but I can't even fight."

Yang Ling smiled bitterly, but for a moment he didn't know where to start. Zhengde stood in front of the sand table with his hands behind his back, observed carefully for a moment, and praised happily: "Okay, what a detailed terrain, terrain, and landform! I know my opponent and win every battle. When it comes to the city passes of the Ming Dynasty, everyone knows it.

But for the old enemy of Tatar, we only know that they were divided into six alliances and rough terrain. When it comes to specificity, it is nothing more than a large area of ​​Gobi and grassland. This sand table is even marked with rivers. If the Tatars confront the grassland, this map alone will be worth an army of 100,000. What does Yang Qing think?"

Zhengde's impulsive and fun personality confused many people, so many scholars secretly felt that the emperor was ignorant, but ignored the accomplishments of this sixteen-year-old emperor in Buddhism, music and military tactics. Although he was still in the paper talk about military tactics, it did not mean that he had no corresponding knowledge. He had a detailed battle map, especially a map that marked the unfamiliar areas with mountains, rivers, grasslands and swamps, which had more than 100,000 troops.

Yang Ling had no time to answer Yang Yiqing, and nodded and smiled, "What the emperor said was very much. He always passively waited for the Tatars to invade the door. No matter how solid the pass was, the Great Wall would be broken one day. The Great Wall was built in the Qin Dynasty. Although it was not useless, after all, in the case of dynasties, the barbarians invading Middle Earth were still emerging one after another. Finding their background, one day, one day, attack instead of defending, and completely eliminating the tiger beside the couch."

Zhengde slapped his high-high and said, "It is exactly what I want, General Yang, is this your scout painted? It should be rewarded!"

Yang Yiqing glanced at Yang Ling and said, "Back to the emperor, this is... the secret spies from the inner factory used fur goods and tea and horse business as bait, traveled all over the desert, and drew the map under the saddle to bring it back. Yang Factory transferred the map to the Ministry of War, and Liu Shangshu made it to the border."

"Oh?" Zhengde was a little surprised. He said to Yang Ling happily: "I can't see it, I can't see it. I thought the internal factory would only earn money for me. Well, I'm doing a good job, hundreds of times better than the secret spy of the Jinyiwei."

Yang Ling vaguely remembered this. Wu Jie was indeed happy when he submitted the map to him, but the internal factory had just achieved results in developing muskets, and he focused all his attention on it. For a while, the Ming Dynasty could not attack the Tatars, so he ordered Wu Jie to save one and transfer one from the Ministry of War. Unexpectedly, Liu Daxia had already sent it to the border.

He looked at the map carefully and the passes along the Ming army were marked. But three-quarters of the picture of the whole sand table was the desert grassland. Now the Ming army is defending and the Tatars attacking. The army only lasted between a hundred miles. What should we do if we put such a detailed Tatar map sand table in the room where Yang Yiqing studied the war?

When Yang Ling thought of this, he couldn't help but move, and a vague thought came out. After answering Zhengde's question, Yang Yiqing answered Zhengde's question and advised him hard: "Emperor, you need to decide on all major affairs in the world. Without you in charge of the capital, once the news comes out, the people will be uneasy. I think it's better for the emperor to return to the capital as soon as possible."

Zhengde waved his hand and said, "I have something to do here if I am not busy or busy. If this is done, it will be worth 500,000 soldiers. Haha, I will just call Yang Qing and tell you. By the way, what did you say Miao Kui do?"

When he mentioned this, Yang Yiqing looked solemn and stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, because he wanted to rush to retreat before Bo Yan Mengke retreated, time is urgent, and the report will be submitted to the capital. After the ministers of each department, it will take more than half a month to go back and forth, and the time will be fleeting. Therefore, I have ordered the army to go to war.

Since the emperor secretly came to Datong, I believe my memorial has not received it yet. I will report it to the emperor again." He licked his lips and pointed to the sand table and said, "Tartars encountered a blizzard this year, and Boyan Meng was willing to avenge his son, so he used all alliances and divisions to invade the Central Plains. The 70,000 cavalry are already all the elite soldiers on the grassland.

In the past, when fighting, defeating the invading enemy and driving them out of the pass was a great victory. However, I think that annihilation of 10,000 enemies at our border would not be as good as invading the enemy's land. Killing 100 enemies in his home will have a great blow to the hearts of the army and the people. In the past, we did not understand the enemy's situation and the enemy's situation, and rashly sent troops was like a blind man and a blind horse, but now it is not the case."

Yang Yiqing looked at Yang Ling with praise and said, "Lord Yang's factory activities outside the customs are very effective, and the information is sent here. I know what I know, so I dare to make a bold decision."

"Your Majesty, look," Yang Yiqing pointed to the undulating grassland map. Zhengde, Yang Ling and Zhang Yong looked at the place where he pointed. "This is Xilingol League, Chahar League, this is Yilehuli League, Erya Fan League, Erwanna League, and Zhelimu League. The place where this green flag is Zhaowuda League."

Yang Yiqing said confidently: "Sending a lonely army deep into the enemy's back is a taboo in the army, but according to the information we have obtained, the elite Tatar soldiers came out this time, and the rear was extremely empty. The remaining members of each alliance were all elderly, weak women and children, and there were very few soldiers left and left to fight.

The Tatars lived in vain and had no city. Even if they knew that their camp was empty, they could not find their location in the vast grassland and desert. Now, with accurate information, based on the detailed map, a retreat route was drawn in advance and the army was arranged to respond at any time. This profitable risk was worthwhile."

Zhang Yong took a breath of air conditioning and said moved: "General Yang sent a single army to fight deep behind enemy lines?"

Yang Yiqing nodded and said, "Yes, a light cavalry, a vanguard with five thousand men who are completely aimed at destruction, and not killing and poking. This lonely army will not receive support and supply from our land. They must plunder food and grass supplies from the Tatars' tribes and alliances to support the war.

The Tatars were brave and good at fighting, but their tribes far away on the grasslands in the rear had no combat power at all. My order was to kill as little as possible the elderly, weak, women and children. They were our allies alms alives, and Boyan was very burdened, but they should try their best to destroy everything about them.

In September and October, the Tartars began to cut and accumulate a large amount of forage and pile up like mountains. In winter, they used for cattle and sheep to raise cattle and sheep. My order was: eat their cattle and sheep, burn all their forage, and roll over their grassland like locusts.

The nearest seven alliances are to be separated from the alliance to plunder, so that they can be rich and poor, some can survive, and some starve to death. The nomadic people regard plunder as natural and believe that when Boyan can return to the grassland, unless he can take out enough food to help the victims of various tribes, there will be smoke everywhere inside, and even he will not be able to suppress it!"

After hearing this, Yang Ling looked at the Confucian general. Yang Yiqing's thin black face was full of murderous aura, and his expression seemed a bit ferocious under the butter lamp. Yang Ling couldn't help but praise him secretly: "What a scum among gentlemen, a gangster among famous generals!"

Zhengde was stunned for a while, suddenly took a long breath and asked, "Did you decide this battle plan?"

Yang Yiqing didn't know what the emperor was thinking. After all, although this tactic could greatly reduce the pressure on the Ming army, even if the Ming army did not take the initiative to attack the Tatars, as long as the battle was ready and not let the Tatars take advantage, they could sit idly by and watch the Tatars civil strife. At least three years of peace can be guaranteed to the border people, but there are always some too many scoundrels and there is peace, so they have never said who came up with the battle strategy.

At this time, he saw that the emperor looked calm and did not seem to be angry. With the impulsive personality of the young emperor, if he was really dissatisfied, he would have shown it a long time ago. Then he said boldly: "Back to the emperor, this is the solution that Wang Shouren, the deputy general of the minister, came up with the detailed information from the internal factory.

The ministers and the generals in the army jointly refined and tried to improve the implementation. In order to ensure that they had to have a safe operation, they only had twenty days. When the letters of help were sent to Boyan and the Mongolian army returned to the rescue, they had returned according to the scheduled route.

Yang Ling smiled and praised: "What a plan to be the guest, and he will go up the house and get out of the ladder!"

He was Zhengde's favorite minister. He praised him. Yang Yiqing was relieved and hurriedly said, "No matter how wonderful this plan is, you must have accurate and detailed information from the master. Otherwise, these five thousand people would be like meat buns to beat a dog. If you throw them into the vast snow field, you may not have found it, and you will starve to death and freeze to death."

Zhengde was stunned for a while, suddenly sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and Yang Yiqing felt a little embarrassed and said, "I also know that this plan is cruel. It will lose the rebellion and harmony of the Supreme People's Republic of China..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhengde sighed: "It's a pity. It's a pity that the 70,000 Tartars' army is still standing in front of the pass. They can only ride out lightly without burdens. Otherwise, they should have taken back all the Mongolian noble princes and princesses to be eunuchs and palace maids."

Yang Yiqing was stunned for a moment, looking at the shameless emperor of Daming, murmured and couldn't speak. He wanted to flatter him, but the words praising the benevolent king of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors seemed out of place.

Emperor Zhengde, who had been thinking about robbery, was still shook his head regretfully. Yang Ling had already held back his smile and asked, "General Yang, how many days has the army set out now? Who is leading the team?"

"Ah? Oh..." Yang Yiqing was always worried that he had never experienced the cruelty of blood and fire. He had only learned the articles of sages under the guidance of great scholars who had read poetry and books. He would not be obsessed with this plan. He woke up after listening to Yang Ling's question.

He hurriedly replied: "It has been nine days since we left. Deputy General Wang wanted to lead the team himself, but Eunuch Miao felt guilty about the disadvantage of the general and was defiant of the saint's will. He insisted on urging the army himself in order to redeem the demerits. Therefore, the official sent the general Xu Tai and he and he set off with five thousand elite troops."

Yang Ling was a little stunned and understood Miao Kui's intention. Miao Kui was not as good as Liu Jin and Zhang Yong. These people watched the prince grow up and had great feelings for each other. Emperor Zhengde was not a merciless king and valued personal affection. Therefore, unless he committed the crime of great rebellion, Zhengde would never neglect them.

Miao Kui is different. He is a favorite minister of the late emperor, but he has no personal friendship with Zhengde. For example, Qiu Ju and Wei Bin, the Eight Tigers who did not gain great power, have always been salivating for his position as the admiral of the West Factory. This time he sent troops to command the troops. If these people slandered them after returning, they would not only not be able to gain military achievements, but they would also lose their power. Therefore, they became fierce and risky with the army.

The original Spanish sea robbers were counts and generals who were frustrated in the internal struggle, and went to the sea to take risks and find new ways out. Ambitious people like Miao Kui had the same fate. In order to gain power, they have now transformed into prairie horse bandits.

"Xu Tai?" Zhengde thought for a while and said with a smile: "It was Xu Tai, the top martial arts scholar in the 17th year of Hongzhi? During the martial arts ceremony, I was the crown prince. I went to the imperial court to watch the battle in a very good manner. This man was very good at martial arts and was very proficient in military writing and fighting strategies. Yang Zhengzheng used the generals properly. If he could return with great victory, I would be promoted to the general!"

After hearing Yang Ling tell the secret discussion with the three guards of Duoyan, Yang Yiqing thought about it and did not persuade the emperor to return to Beijing again and again. However, after he sent five thousand more troops to personally send Yang Ling and his men back to Datong, he immediately rushed back and summoned Wang Shouren, who had returned to Qingniu Pass, to discuss changing his strategy, and to dispatch heavy troops to guard the outer passes of Datong. After all, no matter how great his military achievements are, he is not as good as protecting the emperor.

When Wang Shouren heard that Boyan Khan was moving his heavy troops to Pingshun and Huguan areas, he was worried that they would take advantage of the situation to leave the main battlefield and return to the Mongolian grassland. Now Miao Kui and Xu Tai's army are still wandering among the Tatar tribes and alliances. If they fail to withdraw, they will all be there, so they raise objections to Yang Yiqing.

Yang Yiqing refused to think about it and immediately refuted it. The emperor's news here was that before joining the alliance with the Three Guards of Duoyan, the fewer people knew, the better. Although he knew that Wang Shouren was absolutely reliable and was his own confidant, Yang Yiqing did not dare to tell him the real news, so Wang Shouren was very confused about Yang Yiqing's strategy.

However, he not only admired Yang Yiqing, but also respected the Shangguan sincerely. After pondering for a moment, he proposed to personally lead the army to follow Boyan Khan's army. If Boyan attacked the east and took advantage of the situation and retreated, he could delay their itinerary and buy time for Miao Kui and Xu Tai.

Yang Yiqing weighed for a moment and nodded in agreement, ordering Datong General Lu Gang and guerrilla general Fan Shishi. In addition, Wang Shouren's troops had a total of 18,000 people, and rushed to Pingshun and Huguan to support him.

Zhengde fulfilled his wish and returned to Datong Inn to settle down a lot. After this, Yang Ling did not dare to be careless. He accompanied him in the inn all day long, waiting for Wu Hanchao to bring back the news from outside the pass.

In order to fear that Xiao Zhengde was depressed in the inn, the opera troupe was taken down. After three days of performance, this grass-tou troupe is still famous locally, not only performing operas, but also having circus operas. I heard that the concubine of the Dai Wang Na came in and had a big banquet for guests. The royal mansion was full of music and singing, and a total of nine opera troupes of all sizes were invited to sing together in the palace. This opera troupe was also invited. However, they could only sing operas in the second courtyard of the palace. They were not qualified to enter the palace.

Today's local opera is a story about the Yang family generals. The Yang family generals resisted Liao in the past. Many legends are left here, and the people continue to enrich and process, and many interesting stories have been developed. Today, the old lady She brought a group of female generals of the Yang family to war. In front of the formation, a young man recognized his ancestors and returned to his hometown, saying that he was the son of Qi Niang Du Jin'e.

Du Jin'e and Yang Qilang only had a couple for a night in the past, and never said they had a son, which aroused the suspicion of the sisters-in-law. The young general took out the blood letter left by his mother in the cradle under the scrambled bed, and Du Jin'e remembered the past.

In the past, she was indeed pregnant. She met foreign soldiers on the way to find the Yang family. When she was fighting, she was angry and gave birth to a son in the reeds. She only put her son in the reeds. She endured the pain and got on the horse again. After killing the foreign soldiers, she came back but disappeared. She also said that she was taken away by a wolf and she cried and left. She had never mentioned this heartache to the old lady.

At that time, the opera troupes were all men dressed up as women. The male style was the most popular because the sea was running, and the boat was not allowed to carry women. Therefore, the male style in Fujian was the most popular. Another reason was that the actors who played the role of the green-clothed actresses in the opera troupes were all men dressed up in all charming ways, and their every move was extremely romantic. The pink face and beaded lips were set against the pair of peach blossom eyes, which was captivating. It was no wonder that many men were attracted to them.

The actor who played Du Jine on the stage was wearing a red phoenix robe, and his figure was as soft as willow branches. He sang the play pretty well, and flew into the audience, causing a burst of shock to the guards outside. In the past two days, Zhengde always took the lead and shouted, causing his soldiers to break up. These big guards did not look as reserved and serious as they were in the palace.

Yang Ling was with Zhengde, and was swept by the charming eyes. He couldn't help but think: "This professional is different. His charming eyes are no less than the transgender beauty He. If it were put in modern times, he would be a big star."

On the stage, the actor who was dressed as Du Jine held a blood book and was playing the son of the young general who was crying and crying for a longing to the opposite side. His voice was clear and pleasant, and he could hear it clearly on and off the stage. It seemed that he had really practiced singing skills.

The actor who played the old lady came on stage tremblingly and sighed and said, "I only think that there is a widow in the Yang family, and that man Ding'er is gone. Hehe, this is great. It turns out that I don't even throw it away by my daughter-in-law."

There was another burst of laughter from the audience. Zhengde looked back and smiled at Yang Ling, "Yang Qing. I heard that you are a descendant of the Yang family general. I don't know which of your ancestors are. Could it be this young general who was thrown away?"

Although Yang Ling didn't know whether his family's genealogy was true or false, he knew that the Yang family had a prosperous family and had a lot of descendants. He never joked about the situation of a widow and few males. After hearing Zhengde's joke, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't know where to explain it.

The stage was a drama of recognizing one's ancestors and returning to the country. Yang Ling took a step back behind the curtain and sat there with Zhengde to watch the show. A guard from behind quietly walked into the back and gently signaled to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling understood, hurriedly stood up and whispered to Zhengde, then walked out, Yang Ling came to the hallway and asked anxiously, "How is it, but there is news from outside the control?"

The monk whispered: "Sir, it's not that there is news outside the jurisdiction, but a letter from the army's Kuaishou sent you."

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel nervous. What happened at home? The young mother was pregnant. Could it be her... Thinking of this, Yang Ling's heart was pounding.

Han Youniang was introverted and implicit. No matter how much she missed him, she would rather wait for him to come back. When she entered the boudoir, she hugged him tightly and said a one-night stand, but when he was out, Han Youniang was ashamed to write a letter to express her feelings. If she had a letter, something big would happen to her family.

Yang Ling quickly tore open the seal and pulled out the letter paper, but saw that there were still letters in the letter, which also said Yang Ling's personal opening. He was surprised in his heart, and first opened the letter paper to see that the handwriting was written by Youniang. The letter only said that everything was safe at home, and he asked him to go out, pay attention to food and clothing, and keep the war on the block, pay attention to the guards when going in and out, etc. The creeping things are common. It does not bring out the lingering and coquettish taste in the letter.

At the end of the letter, I heard a secret letter from the Jinling Ma Lianer's instructor. Because Yang Ling personally opened it, the young lady did not dare to act without any action, so she sent someone to the clouds, and it brought a little coquettish and jealousy here.

Yang Ling felt warm in her heart, and a smile couldn't help but rise to the corner of her lips.

He thought about it carefully. According to the distance of the letter, when Ma Lian'er asked someone to send the letter, Cheng Qiyun should have not arrived in Jinling yet. Ma Lian'er had not received the gift from Cheng Qiyun, so he sent a letter first. But did he miss himself?

Yang Ling's heart was waving, and unexpectedly he thought of the endless spring scene under the red maple tree. The envelope seemed to have a faint fragrance on Lian'er's body, which was also confusing. It was an illusion?... The little fairy who was so gentle and charming that he was fascinated and did not lose his life.

He tore open the letter again, gently unfolded the letter paper, and a line of words leapt into his eyes: "My husband is here, I'll pray for a hundred times."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "It's different if you really want to be a human being. Lian'er, a rebellious wild horse, is now well-behaved and gentle, and he knows how to respect himself."

Looking down, Yang Ling's smile froze: "Yang Ling, you are so awesome! So majestic! Great! A little Liener or Little Yangling will be born soon and call your father. Are you happy? Lianer really wants to wait for two years before seeing her husband, but if God wants to do so, what else can he say?

Did the adults think of a trick to take me to go, or would I ask me to take medicine to abort the descendants of the Yang family? Lian'er followed his husband's arrangements. By the way, Mr. Guan Guan was so confused that Lian'er was so confused. It was really annoying.

Also: It seems that someone is secretly sick and brought the beautiful doctor to Jiangnan to the scene. The case will be retried."
Chapter completed!