Early in the morning, Yang Ling rode his horse and rushed to the post office. The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. He mentioned yesterday that the saddle was too hard. The young lady made him a thick mattress overnight, which was light and soft on the saddle. He was worried that he would shake himself down.

Kuaguan swayed to the door of the official office like a parade. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves from far away and near was loud. More than ten fast horses galloped over. Yang Ling looked up and saw a group of guards in brightly decorated clothes surrounded by a general with a helmet and armor. It was the Bichun Bidusi.

Bidusi looked full of spring breeze, which was very different from yesterday's arrogant momentum. He held the whip, bowed his hand, and smiled: "Brother Yang, please take good care of me, I will thank you very much."

Last night, Guan Shouying took food and grass back and told Yang Ling's words to him intact. When he repeated it, Guan Shouying was still proud. This personal captain who had a thorn in his heart greatly benefited Yang Ling's words.

Bi Chun has been in the officialdom for a long time, but he would not have attracted Yang Ling as a lifelong friend because of a few words of affection. However, he still felt very happy and had a little affection for Yang Ling. He went to the city in the morning and thought of this postmaster. He was on a whim and simply turned to the postmaster to express his gratitude.

Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward and made some polite things. Bi Chun heard that he was going to worship an elder, but he was inconvenient to leave immediately, so he went in to pay tribute to avoid losing etiquette.

The group entered the yard and saw that the green sedan chair of the magistrate Min County was parked in the yard. It turned out that all the colleagues arrived at the county government early in the morning and went to visit the adults first. The arrow in Min County was not in deep pain. It was all because the arrow was poisonous. He was so confused that he was fine when he woke up. He heard that Ma Yicheng was dead. He remembered that only Yang Ling accompanied him last night, and felt sad that the rabbit died and the fox was so sad. He ignored the dissuasion and rushed to pay his respects.

Ma Ang and his sisters could not have expected Yang Ling to find so many people with identities to pay their respects. Although Magistrate Min usually calls his brothers and Ma Yicheng, he has money to pay for, and Ma Yicheng has a Jinyiwei sign on his body, otherwise it would be several levels apart. It would be a huge face for him to come.

As for the general Yang Ling accompanied him in, you can think about the death of a county postmaster and the deputy provincial leader came to attend the funeral. You will know what his family felt.

Some of these two siblings had never seen each other before, so they were naturally for Yang Ling's face. When they thought of this, Ma Ang was so grateful to Yang Ling, but Ma Lianer looked at him with a little more resentment, which made Yang Ling inexplicable.

Bi Chun turned out to be just coming in and walking through the motions, but when he saw Ma Lian'er, he couldn't bear to leave. He didn't expect that he could see such a beautiful and beautiful man in this small place, graceful and beautiful woman, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a white body all over, and looked like she was so weak.

Her face was as beautiful as the petals blooming, with frost and dew on her face. She was so cute that she was so charming. Her three concubines were considered to be beautiful in Jiangnan, but none of them could be as beautiful as her.

It was not until the two brothers and sisters came to him, the highest-ranking official, thanked him that Bi Dusi took back his reluctant gaze, sat upright and received a gift from them, then raised his right hand and said, "You two, please come up and sacrifice your life for the country. Bi is extremely respectful, and it is also appropriate to come and worship him."

The two brothers and sisters bowed but did not get up. Ma Ang said, "General, Ma Ang wants to join the officers and soldiers, kill the Tartars, protect the Ming Dynasty, avenge their father, and ask for help."

"This" Bi Chun couldn't help but hesitate. If he was a soldier in the camp, it would be easy to recruit a few people at will, but his army was built by the guards, and his soldiers were all military households, father passed down to sons, and sons passed down from generation to generation. Although there were also impersonators who served as soldiers in private, it would be inconvenient to accept them openly in front of so many people.

Ma Lian'er looked up and said, "General, my brother has learned martial arts. It's still a good idea to be a horseman. I'll ask him to give him the opportunity to be filial to his father and loyal to the country."

Seeing this beauty asking for help, Bi Chun's body was half weak, his triangular eyes narrowed, and his mind was hot and said, "Okay, get up quickly, you understand martial arts and literature, first come to me as a personal soldier, and give him the position of chief, and make military achievements in the future, and then be promoted to your official position."

Ma Ang kowtowed happily and stood up. Although he was young, he was still an officer after all. Ma Ang has always regarded himself very well and is confident that with his own martial arts, he can not only avenge his father, but also seek an official position in the army.

After his brother had a way out, Ma Lian'er was also happy for him. He thought that his brother joined the army and he was left with him, so he couldn't help but feel sad.

The war was not clear, so Bi Chun dared not stay for a long time. He sat for a while and then said goodbye to the military camp, asking Ma Ang to report after the funeral. Lord Min had not healed his arrow and could not sit for a long time. The county officials all had their own affairs and had to be busy, so they also said goodbye and left one after another.

Logically speaking, the Ma brothers and sisters should keep their souls for seven days and then let their father be buried in peace. However, at that time, the devouring leaves were given back to their roots. If they died in a foreign land, they would usually stop coffins in temples and places, and would be transported back to their hometown for burial when they had the opportunity. Some families were poor and could not afford long-distance transportation costs, and the coffin would even be stopped for more than ten years.

After some discussion, the two brothers and sisters decided to place the coffin in Pudu Temple in Jimingyi and wait for it to be transported back to their hometown in the future. Now Ma Ang is eager to take revenge and is eager to join the army. Although he does not keep his guard according to the rules, this is considered filial piety, so naturally no one will blame him.

But how Ma Lianer should arrange this has become a problem. Seeing Ma Ang looking at him, Yang Ling said, "Brother Ma, don't worry, the lady is still living here!"

Ma Lian'er glanced at him lightly and said with a stern face: "My brother and sister have no relationship with the office now, so living here is not a legitimate name." Women love to hold grudges the most, especially the beauties who are used to being spoiled. Yang Ling just thought she still hated the minor official and said: "What's the matter? I'll make arrangements for you later."

Ma Lian'er raised her nose and said, "I will not get along with you, but I will not have any rumors at that time."

Ma Ang glared and said, "Who dares? Besides, there is a way to not get married, why don't you get old? Brother Yang and I are good friends. What's the relationship between you help me recruit girls?"

Ma Lian'er stomped her feet and turned her head to ignore the fool. Yang Ling thought about it secretly, but she felt that Ma Lian'er was just acting as an official, so he didn't even move into the official secretary's office. If he had accommodated a young girl to live here, he might have attracted some gossip.

Before leaving, the magistrate of Min County said that he had been informing his brother-in-law, so he might as well ask her to live with her young mother for a few days first, and move to the in-house office to live there. When the formal appointment was issued, he would give her his hut to live there. He thought to Ma Ang, "What the lady said makes sense. It is inconvenient to live here. I think I'll ask the lady to live at my house first."

When he said this, when he saw Ma Ang's mouth yawning like a hippo, Ma Lianer's willow eyebrows also stood up, and he hurriedly added: "Well, be a companion with Zhuojing first, I'll just move to the office. When the Tartars retreat, the lady will decide to stop."

Ma Ang couldn't help but feel uneasy about making arrangements like this. Ma Lian'er glanced at Yang Ling, thought about it but didn't say anything again, and the matter was settled.

On that day, the Tartars only sent a small group of troops to conduct tentative contacts with the Ming army. Both sides were testing each other's strength, and neither of them entered the main battle.

In the evening, Yang Ling led people to help Ma Ang move Ma Yicheng's coffin to Pudu Temple. Everything was arranged and Ma Ang went to Bidusi Army to report. Yang Ling brought Ma Lian'er home. The young lady was an enthusiastic woman and sympathized with the young lady. She heard that she had only been here to stay for a few days, so she naturally agreed without any trouble.

Ma Lian'er was cold to Yang Ling, and she was still intimate when she saw Han Youniang, which made Yang Ling sigh relieved. Ma Lian'er even smiled coldly at him all day long. It was fake. Yang Ling didn't know where he offended her. She was really afraid that Ma Qianjin would be like a lady when he came to his house. He could bear it, but he couldn't stand anyone's anger for Youniang.

Young ladies read little, but they are gentle and well-behaved, and know what to say and what not to say. Ma Lian'er grew up outside the Great Wall. She couldn't stand the women who were well-read in the Central Plains, and she had a lot of talk with her. After a while, the two became very familiar with each other.

At the Yicheng Office, a figure quietly flashed into the doorman and asked to the doorman: "Is Mr. Yicheng here?"

Now the doorman was a postman. Because he was injured in his leg while in the city, he was unable to move. The postman was short of staff now, so he asked him to change positions with the original doorman for a while. He thought that the person who came was asking the acting postman Yang Ling, who sat on the kang and asked, "Sir, just went out, what's wrong with you?"

He looked at him while he saw the person who came wearing ordinary people's clothes, the brim of the dog-skin windproof hood was pressed tightly against his eyebrows, and his face was full of wind and frosty.

After hearing this, the man took out a letter sealed in fire lacquer from his arms and handed it to him: "I came from outside the pass and had to rush back overnight. Please hand over this bag to the postmaster and say goodbye!"
Chapter completed!