Nearly three months have passed since the major imperial guards returned to the Song Dynasty from the Old Yuan territory.

With the speed of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty, even the soldiers of the Dali Security Department, which was farthest from Yuandi, had returned to their respective garrisons. Of course, the Tianhui Army, led by Wang Zigan, who stayed in Yuandi to continue their missions, was not included.

The imperial court's commendation order was issued before the New Year, and all the soldiers who had military achievements were commended. This made many soldiers who were able to take leave and go home for the New Year very popular.

Although this reward order is just a booklet, such as gold and silver, which have not been awarded the title of level, and even medals, the soldiers are not in a hurry.

With the commendation order in advance, the imperial court's reward is a foregone conclusion, but it is just about time.

The soldiers of various security departments who just returned from the front line also understood that the court must still have too many things to be busy now. It is extremely complicated to be promoted to a higher position, and it is impossible to do it before the New Year.

Moreover, the marshal also said that if the frontline matters are handled properly, the emperor will give a grand reward to the whole country. No one who has made meritorious officials will miss it. There will definitely be many people who can go to Changsha to be personally awarded titles and awarded merits.

Who is not looking forward to it?

Over the years, whether it is the Dali Security Department or the Jiankang Security Department, the soldiers of the six security departments are eagerly looking forward to Wen Tianxiang and others returning to Changsha from Yuandi.

Because they returned to Changsha, it meant that the dust had settled. At that time, it was not far from the royal family to reward the three armies.

There are many veterans, and the old soldiers still remember the great military parade in Lin'an Mansion, and the shocking scene is still lingering in their minds. And this time, the emperor destroyed Yuan, whether it was a military parade or a reward, the scene would be more shocking than the last time in Lin'an!

At this time, Wen Tianxiang and Chen Wenlong led the army and had not yet left the Old Yuan land. They had just arrived at Daming Mansion.

"emperor!"

In Changsha Royal Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Zhang Polu walked into the house from outside, came to Zhao Dongting, and said, "First the front line, the military order led the army, and the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty had already been Zhending Prefecture on the West Road of Hebei ten days ago."

"You're walking very fast!"

Zhao Dongting, who was lowering his head to review the memorials, looked up and smiled, "Based on such a course, wouldn't it be at most that the military aircraft will allow them to return to Changsha in one month?"

"yes."

Zhang Polu nodded.

Zhao Dongting suddenly sighed, "When Emperor Yuan and others are brought to Changsha and settle them, I can really relax."

As he said that, he suddenly stood up, "I'm in a good mood today, go out for a walk."

"Okay!"

Zhang Polu agreed happily, "I'll go get the casual clothes."

After a while, the two of them left the palace.

Zhao Dongting had been out of the palace a lot before, and always had spare casual clothes in the imperial study. Apart from the Jiujie Order hanging around his waist, he changed into casual clothes and disguised himself. I guess no one could tell his true identity.

As the beginning of spring passes, rain is approaching. This vast unpolluted land is full of vitality.

Zhao Dongting took Zhang Polu out of the palace. Although he was walking on the streets in Changsha City, he was filled with the breath of spring and the trees on the roadside were full of vitality.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil..."

Zhao Dongting took a quick look here and there, and would say something to Zhang Polu from time to time.

"yes."

Zhang Polu responded later, "Young Master, you have come to the point. The harvest of the first half of the year depends on whether the spring rain has moisturized it?"

Zhao Dongting nodded, "I hope there will be some other place to be affected this year."

"Young Master Bodhisattva's heart."

At this time, someone suddenly touched the scene, "But in this great Song Dynasty, when is there any peace in the past? Droughts, floods, locust plagues, earthquakes, rat plagues, epidemics... There are countless disasters in this world, how can it be peaceful everywhere..."

There seems to be sighs and helplessness in the words.

Zhao Dongting turned his head and saw a shiny and shiny head. It turned out to be a monk, and he was younger than himself.

He said, "What my little master said is so great, I have a whim."

"If there is no disaster in the world..."

The little monk clasped his hands together, "It won't take long to use someone and there will be a disaster and there will be war..."

Then, continue walking forward.

Zhao Dongting chewed these words and was stunned.

If there is no natural disaster, will there be human disaster?

This may sound absurd at first, but if you think about it carefully, you will feel that it makes some sense. Human thinking will never stop, and life is about tossing.

The people may just be trying to find a better life. But if people like themselves struggle, there will be wars at any time?

"It's a pity that I don't understand Buddhist principles."

Zhao Dongting looked at the particularly conspicuous little bald man in front of him again and said, "If Bai Yuchan was here, he would have had a very speculative chat with this little master, right?"

He seemed to have some interest, and was looking forward to the two of them discussing Buddhist principles, and said to Zhang Polu: "Polu, go up and ask the little master's name. I will ask him if he lives in Changsha tonight, and I am willing to arrange a residence for him."

"yes."

Zhang Polu agreed and hurriedly chased the little monk.

I came back soon, but my face looked a little strange.

Zhao Dongting looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Polu said, "He...he said that his Dharma name is Vajra. His master has arranged the residence. Thank you for your kindness."

"King Kong?"

Zhao Dongting couldn't help but be stunned.

This is a name that has not been remembered for some time, but is destined to be deeply imprinted in my heart for the rest of my life.

The old monk Jiading, who was invincible, fought to the death of Pojun's old palace master, and for the great Song Dynasty to defeat the spirit of the rivers and lakes in Shu.

How many people know that Wude is the deputy leader of Yanyu Hall?

Whether it is the angry Vajra or the compassionate and compassionate Wu Ge, Zhao Dongting is a person who admires and is extremely grateful.

"Interesting little monk..."

Zhao Dongting murmured to himself, "You can't use such a Dharma name. Maybe no one can use it in this world."

He suddenly rushed forward and caught up with the slow-moving little monk, "Young Master said you are the Dharma name Vajra?"

The little monk turned around and said, "I made the donor laugh."

Zhao Dongting shook his head and said, "I don't laugh at you, but since I know this Dharma name, I can't let you continue to use it. You...you should take another Dharma name..."

The little monk didn't expect Zhao Dongting to say this, and couldn't help but be full of doubts, "What's the donor's intention?"

Zhao Dongting said: "This Dharma name has a great significance to some people. Master, you..." He smiled, "I just said it straight, I don't deserve to use such a Dharma name."

"The Dharma name was given by the master."

The little monk was not angry, just answered.
Chapter completed!