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Chapter 77 Winning Freedom (2)

His behavior at this time not only represents the attitude of the entire British Duke's Mansion and the noble circle. Once something happens, it will also affect many people. However, the newly promoted British Duke Zhang Mao seemed to have no such awareness at all. Not only did he often visit the houses of Jinyu Hutong, he also went to the palace from time to time to see the prince Zhu Jianjun - this is the bloodline of the Supreme Emperor. When Zi got the throne today, how long can the two or three-year-old prince live? Many people secretly think it is a problem.

Don't talk about the marriage between uncle and nephew.

When Emperor Taizong of Song received the throne, the fate of Emperor Taizu of Song was recorded in history books. The chair was originally a lonely person.

But Zhang Mao seemed to be very close to Prince Zhu Jianjun and went to visit him from time to time.

Now Ding Rujin is coming back again. Is it true that the Duke of the United Kingdom, as before, to go to the friendship between teachers and students, and to force the Duke of England to be the emperor's mark, and to become a thorn in the eyes and a nail in the flesh today?

Not everyone has the iron bones of the censor who faces Emperor Jing who claims to be a subordinate official. If the emperor changes, they will kowtow to the current supreme. For them, it doesn’t matter who they kowtow to, but what is important is the opportunity to kowtow. If the British Duke’s Mansion is branded as the Supreme Emperor, then they may not even have the chance to kowtow.

But the beauty in the Duke of England's mansion, when she heard the lobbying of those people, just replied casually: "It's reasonable. It seems that my brother, the Duke of England, is not good, why not, please come and do it?" He immediately choked the people who came to persuade him and returned home speechlessly.

Zhang Mao is neither a deaf nor a fool. On the contrary, he has lust and premature wisdom beyond his age. He has heard a lot of this persuasion, but he will hit people when he becomes sexually. Those people are gradually afraid and dare not gossip in front of him anymore. Not to mention bullying others, even if they are beaten by a nine-year-old child, what else can they do? The problem is that Zhang Mao, the nine-year-old child, has the same strength as his lust, which is completely inconsistent with his age. Moreover, the hitting people is extremely vicious, and it is often a part that cannot be seen on the surface.

"Sister, what do you say?" Zhang Mao asked the beauty.

The beauty put the Song version of the book in her hand, reached out and pulled Zhang Mao's ear, and smiled and said, "When you talk about your sir, don't you avoid letting your sister pull it? I can't tell that Mao'er is still a respectful person." After that, Chuncong'er also flicked his fingers to Zhang Mao's earlobe.

The latter jumped up with his ears covering his head and scolded in anger: "I will never play with my sister again! It hurts so much! It hurts more than practicing fighting with my uncle!"

Looking at Zhang Mao's back rushing away, the beauty covered her mouth and chuckled, and picked up the book she had just put down and started reading.

There are some things that need not be said.

She didn't believe that Zhang Mao, who was nine years old, could hang out with a group of brothers in their twenties, who were swearing and swearing and eating wine. She could really play with Zhu Jianjun, who was two or three years old.

Even if Zhang Fu is alive, he asked Zhang Mao to play with the two or three-year-old prince. Even if Emperor Yingzong was the supreme at that time, Zhang Mao would only respond once and half a time. After all, he was too old, so how could he play together? Now Zhang Mao went to the palace three times in two days to find the prince to play.

If someone in the world could teach Zhang Mao to do this, she would be able to blurt out the man's name without thinking.

Therefore, some things need not be said or persuaded.

The hazy sky is filled with dark clouds, and there is no sign of the joy of autumn. The trees next to the official road are filled with a strong sense of death, and they are pulled by yellow, shaking like a soul-summoning banner in the wind. There are several ox carts and mule carts walking on the official road. Few people are interested in chatting and are panicked. Most people's destination is not the capital, but to the south, or from time to time turn into the small roads of four towns and eight miles, and escape into the mountains.

Such escapees have never stopped since half a month ago, but now there are fewer people than before. The homeland is difficult to leave, and once the Oirat breaks the gates and the threat of family destruction, the poor people always choose more easily. Many of them immediately clean up their few possessions and flee south early.

Among the hard-working people near Datong Town, those who have the courage to escape, and those who can escape are probably almost gone. Those who only escape at this time are usually quite well-known people. They have many concerns, families, land, and shops in the local area. At this time, they have to escape with their families and avoid disasters in the mountains, see when the war will quell and come back to clean up their own industries. Those who have been going south are probably gentry with rich families, so they have the confidence to not stand under the dangerous walls, and go directly to the south to re-grow. Of course, there are more people who are reluctant to leave their hometowns; those who are so poor that they don’t even have food on the road are still waiting for the mockery of fate on this land, and the world is always so helpless.

There were not many people going to the capital. Apart from Ding Yi, the master and servant, there was only one wealthy family. They had a few carriages, and they were whipped from time to time, and ordered the ox carriage in front of them. The mule carriage said, "Are you blind? Do you dare to stop Mr. Chen's carriage?", "The Chen family is a scholar who has both passed the imperial examinations of father and son!", "My young master is going to the capital to take office. Do you understand the capital officer?"

"Lai Fu, stop calm." When the handlebars of his home were almost fully promoted, a sentence came from the carriage. The carriage ran past the ox carriage and mule carriages that gave way. Then he saw a round young master in the carriage dressed up with a rich face, smiling on his fat face, sitting in the carriage and bowing, "The neighbors cherish each other, and they are grateful, and they are grateful... The servants are rude, and the students will definitely punish them severely, offend, and offend..."

Ding Yi couldn't help laughing when he saw it. The so-called "fairness" is called "being a cousin and having to establish a chastity archway" is probably this. However, Ding Yi didn't want to cause trouble. Chen Juren squeezed out in the official road, and Ding Yi happened to pass through the cattle and mule frames that were far less fast than horses following several carriages of the Chen family.

After that period of the road, there was no congestion ahead. Ding Yi and Jeddah ran for about thirty miles and beat the top of the herbal tea shop on the side of the road. After eating some dry food and drinking two bowls of herbal tea, the Chen family's carriage arrived. Although Ding Yi's master and servant did not try their best to drive the horses, they rode very good war horses and did not drag the frames. Therefore, the few horses that the Chen family pulled the carriage were only slower for one or two minutes, which was quite a big beast.

"This friend invited me." The fat juren from the Chen family drank a bowl of tea, but came to chat with Ding Yi. It seemed that he was also a person who couldn't stay idle. "I don't know if you go to the capital to visit relatives or friends?" Ding Yi returned the gift, squeezed out his smile and responded casually, don't ask Jeddah to get on the horse, and then rush to the road.

Before the team to welcome Yingzong arrived in Datong, the Ministry of War’s documents were sent to Ding Yi yesterday and taught him to report his work to the Ministry of War within three days. He was placed in the Ministry of War’s Homeland Security Bureau’s office, not a parent official who governed the people, but had the responsibility of investigating national security. It was no surprise to ask him to report his work.

But Ding Yi knew that Yu Qian and Lord Yu had to settle the accounts with him.

Ding Yi didn't know his operation to rescue Yingzong from the disaster this time. The other party could speculate and know how much. Ding Yi knew that if Yu Qian wanted to find his own business, he would probably not have to worry about it. If Mr. Yu had been the Minister of War for twenty years.

I have never seen any official methods for the Minister of War for twenty years? It was just that Yu Qian wanted to make Ding Yi difficult, and there was no way he could find the handle to make Ding Yi. Just one thing was that Yu Qian was the Minister of War and sent Ding Yi south to Guangdong to investigate the Huang Xiaoyang Rebellion. Ding Yi ran out of the pass, which was enough to punish Ding Yi.

If the disciples who should have gone to the Thirteenth General Administration Bureau will be liquidated and will not go to the garrison to take office, Ding Yi will be entangled with him and go to Datong to fight with the Oirats, except for Chen San, Xing Dahe and the dozens of people in the Beiyi Bureau, everyone else can be punished. As for the crimes such as colluding with the generals of the border town to go out of the pass, and privately transferring the military and horses of the border town to the border town, Ding Yi feels that he may not be able to bear it.

So along the way, how could he have the intention to chat with the fat juren?

I thought that the Oirat attacked the capital soon, and there was another Huang Xiaoyang uprising in the south. It was the time to use people. Yu Qian had to wait for the Oirat to withdraw his troops and settle the score with him. Who knew that it would come so quickly. Ding Yi came out of Datong and had repeatedly tried to go south to Guangzhou along the way, joining the vigorous peasant uprising, or escaping from Temasek, and returning after Yingzong's restoration...

"Jeddah, I'm afraid..." The so-called hero is short of breath, but Ding Yi said to Jeddah with a little discouraged look, "If you have any plans, you can tell me that before entering the capital, I can probably teach you a fate." Before entering the capital, whether it is a man from the Jianghu in Northern Zhili or the branch of the Royal Escort Agency of the Ming Dynasty, Ding Yi believed that it was still worthy of support. No matter how bad it was, it would be a way to teach Jeddah to Temasek.

As for himself, he really didn't think about it.

So what if you know history? Whether it is Yu Qian or Emperor Jing, these historical figures are not NPCs in the game, which one is better to be with? Which one is not a scheming? Even if Emperor Yingzong comes back early, even if he still has loyal ministers now, can he be restored to the capital? Ding Yi has no answer at all.

But if you run away, the year's business will be in vain.

The team that I had worked hard to train was in vain.

Maybe he died in the world before Yingzong was restored, and even the strength to save Yingzonghua was in vain.

Those disciples who believed in themselves and died in Tumu Fort died in vain.

He suddenly felt that in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei wanted to take the people with him. Perhaps it was not just for the people who could help him hold Cao's army, but he could not let go of the people's hopes he had spent his hard work to establish. He dared to tell Xiang Yu, who wanted to cook his father, that Liu Bang, who was giving me a bowl of meat, could not be made by everyone.

"Jeddah followed his master, and there were tens of thousands of cavalry first, and Jeddah followed his master." This grassland man who was determined to follow Ding Yi was not very good at speaking. But in his opinion, it would never be more dangerous than the Oirat camp.

Ding Yi heard his words, but was aroused by passion: "Okay, you can come to Beijing with me!"

Depression and troubles will not go with the wind, but Dante Yi has the courage to face it.
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