The 25 tickets have arrived, and I will update them as promised. I will also ask for monthly tickets, cry for monthly tickets, and roll around the ground to ask for monthly tickets!

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Lin'an City, outside the east gate. ←

Amid the shouts, a group of soldiers from the Sanya Army who were not uniformly dressed and incompletely armed and weapons were in the entire team of points.

Wang Jian looked at them, his face was ashen as blue as it was about to turn black. Where is the number of 3,000 here? It is 1,500 at the top! And there is no one among them! Because none of these three soldiers were wearing armor, and no one was carrying a crossbow. If there were no armor or crossbow, they would carry a short gun. If there were a few archers, the 1,500 people would have been shot down.

Part-time soldiers from all walks of life in Lin'an have already completed the team. Some of them are eager to try, while others are worried, but more are anxious and angry. Everyone is "guest-playing" in the army, and who has a lot of things in their family!

Why did the Dongcheng cause trouble? Of course, the chaos of the Demon Sect will not succeed. Most of the soldiers will scatter as soon as they arrive! However, the martial law and the search will not be completed in a day or two. How much will it take to delay?

Nowadays, Huizi is very expensive, and Lin'an is expensive, but no one can rely on a few salary to support their family! Thinking of this, someone wanted to sneak away quietly, but when he saw the hundreds of men wearing armor and murderous men beside Wang Jian, no one could move. The idea of ​​leaving was suppressed... Even if he wanted to leave, he would wait until it was dark!

"Dad, the team has been settled, and 1,553 people have arrived. They are divided into 18 units and 90 teams. Now they are temporarily organized into 5 teams. They are all long spear teams, without bows, crossbows, swords and shields."

Wang Yan came to report with a sweat. Wang Yanei's dispatch was a doctor of martial arts, but he had not taken office yet. When martial arts was transferred to the jurisdiction of the Privy Council, there was some resistance. It turned out that none of the martial arts students in martial arts were willing. Martial arts were supervised by the Imperial Arts, and then martial arts students were scholars, and their status was equivalent to that of Tai students. If martial arts was under the jurisdiction of the Privy Council and military officers were recruited to enroll, then martial arts students were martial artsmen (it was really weird, the martial arts students in the Song Dynasty were actually literati), that would be so distracting!

So during this period, the martial students kept making trouble again. The Tai students who competed with higher grades also started to make a fuss. Sometimes they wrote to oppose martial artists from martial arts, and sometimes they wrote to oppose martial students entering the Tai School. Both Tai students and martial students have the opportunity to become officials, but the opportunities are limited. Moreover, the martial students used to be military officers (will not lead troops, but will find opportunities to transfer scholars), and did not qualify as a civil servant. If the martial students entered the Tai School and became a Tai School, wouldn’t the original Tai students have fewer opportunities to become officials?

Therefore, the reform of martial arts was delayed, and Wang Yan was not able to teach a group of martial arts literati and just lived with his father.

"Dad, do you want to set off?" Wang Yan asked worriedly when he saw the old man without saying a word.

"Set out? Are you going to die?" Wang Jian gave his son a angrily glance, "Hurry and take people to the barracks in Dongbianmen to borrow some armor and crossbows... Why don't you go quickly!"

"Dad. This is not Hezhou anymore..." Wang Yan did not move at all, but said with a bitter face, "The three yamen soldiers and each army is directly under the Privy Council. Without the general order issued by the Privy Council, no one of the three yamen soldiers can be transferred out. No armor can be taken out!"

"This...this is someone who is going to rebel!" Wang Jian glared at him, "Go quickly. Go quickly and take the order from a certain family!"

Wang Yan stomped his feet and could only respond to the promise. He turned around and fired a few personal soldiers to borrow armor and equipment. However, armor and equipment were definitely not available - this is Lin'an at the foot of the emperor, either Hezhou, which is in front of the enemy. All kinds of rules are very dead! Not to mention that people gathered, even if there was a fire in the city, without the order of the Privy Council, the three yamen army could not come out to put out the fire unless the fire burned to the military camp (this is a real thing).

Wang Jian's order to borrow a pair of armor and equipment was indeed a big mistake. The soldiers and generals he had fought with the Mongolians all his life and saw, whether they were the Mongolians, the Song army, the militias in Sichuan, and Jinghu, were much more elite than these three yamen soldiers! So he really couldn't believe that there were even more wasteful snacks in the world than the three yamen army in Lin'an.

In fact, the Lin'an Ming Cult, which is gathering crowds, is a waste of firewood that is even worse than the soldiers of the Three Yamen. It is a three-no rebel who is unorganized, trained, and armed, and a mob among the mob! If Wang Jian could rush over with his 1,600 mobs of murderous intent, most of the Ming Cultists would have scattered.

Unfortunately, the old general has been fighting against the world's top-ranked strong enemies among the top-ranked strong soldiers in the Song Dynasty in his life. He really cannot understand the realm of a mob!

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Wang Jian did not understand the mob. Similarly, Emperor Lizong could not understand the realm of a great Han chauvinist warlord.

In the stone boat on the Little West Lake, a few cups of tea have been brought up by the eunuchs and palace maids. The fragrant fragrance floats in this stone boat made of carved railings and jade.

Emperor Lizong wore a moon-white Confucian uniform, without a head, and sat leisurely in the seat. He also urged the prince Zhenjin and Hao Jing to promote the championship with a loud voice. The old emperor looked easy-going, and Zhenjin and Hao Jing could not refute him. They also pretended to be scholars, just sat there and talked with Emperor Lizong. Chen Dexing, Wen Tianxiang, Jiang Wanli, and Dou Mo and Zhao Fu from the Mongolian side could only sit upright with all their clothes.

It turns out that today's banquet was nominally accommodating the real gold prince! Chen Dexing was just a guest - in fact, this is not considered to be despising him. After all, he is just a minister and his official title is not too high.

Princess Zhao Lin'er, who was also in the stone boat, was dressed as an eunuch, and she was so pink and tender. She didn't look at the real gold prince, but just looked at Chen Dexing. Her big watery eyes were misty, as if she was filled with tears.

She already knew that her father was determined to marry her to the real gold prince! Today's banquet was to let the real gold prince show his skills to make up for his shortcomings in appearance. But Loli's idea was different from that of the old man. How could a Mongolian with a big pie face, a triangle-eyed Mongolian, compare with the handsome Chen Dexing?

Moreover, no matter how good the real gold prince is to be both civil and military, it cannot change the fact that his uncle Mengge Khan was killed by Chen Dexing in Tuochang, Sichuan Jiangnan!

Chen Dexing ignored the officials and real gold who were discussing the poems. He could not write poems anyway. Although there were a few popular masterpieces in his memory, he was embarrassed to take them out and show them ugly. He just told Zhao Lin'er that he took a chance to bring 3,000 people into the industry, saying that he wanted to destroy the peace talks between the Mongolian Song Dynasty. In fact, at least half of the reason was for Zhao Lin'er.

Such a cute loli, how could she marry the little Tartar of Zhen Jin? If you want to marry, you can only marry a Han chauvinist warlord like Chen Dexing, who has ideals, ambitions, military and ambitions!

When Emperor Lizong and Prince Zhenjin were talking loudly, they kept looking at Chen Dexing and Zhao Liner. Seeing the two of them getting back and forth, they coughed and got to the point: "Now that the north and the south are harmonious, peace is imminent, and the prince has not traveled thousands of miles to come from the north. I am very happy to hold a banquet on a stone boat on the lake. However, there is a banquet without poetry, it is difficult to show the elegance of my south of the Yangtze River. You might as well write poems improvised to welcome the beautiful guests?"

As soon as Emperor Lizong's proposal was released, everyone naturally had to agree with it accordingly, even Chen Dexing, who could not write poems, was no exception. In the gentleness of the spring breeze, Emperor Lizong twisted his beard and smiled: "As for the title, let me give it a question. The real gold prince came from the north, so why not talk about the scenery in the north?"

Prince Zhenjin stood up and said, "Your Majesty, why not let me come first."

Emperor Lizong smiled and pressed his hands with his hands, signaling him to sit down: "It's so good. I have heard of the prince's name in Jiangnan, and I just saw it today."

The real gold prince sat down, pretended to be brewing for a moment, and opened his mouth and said, "I have been growing up in Yan land since I was young, so I will show the scenery of my prince in Yan's mansion in Yan land with a poem." He shook his head and said, "The hills are curved and the ridges are reflected in the corridor, and one day they are hidden deep in the depths. The characters are still as romantic as the Jin Dynasty, and their clothes are as elegant as the Tang Dynasty.

The red brocade around the spring breeze is soft, the ground is green and clear, the day is long. I have been sitting for a long time and forgetting the taste of the world, and the blue clouds are happy and about to fly."

Emperor Lizong clapped his hands: "Okay! A good person is still as romantic as the Jin Dynasty, and his clothes are as elegant as the Tang Dynasty... Yan land does not belong to China for four hundred years, and I don't want to have the legacy of the Jin and Tang Dynasties."

Chen Dexing didn't know much about poetry, but he just felt that the poems of the real gold prince were rhymeful, while Wen Tianxiang, who knew how to do things, changed slightly. It would be difficult for them to make such poems! I didn't expect that a Mongolian prince would have such a poetic talent!

Moreover, such good sentences will soon spread throughout the streets and alleys of Lin'an. At that time, everyone will know that Yan is still as romantic as Jin, and the Tang is as elegant as elegant as Tang, and it is definitely not a hell that has been ravaged by barbarians...

"Your Majesty is such a bad word!" Hao Jing suddenly stood up at this time, glanced at Chen Dexing coldly, and then bowed to Lizong: "When will the land of Yanyun belong to China?"

Li Zong was stunned and didn't know what to say. Hao Jing said, "The barbarians entered China, and the barbarians entered China. Although the Khitan and Jurchens originated from the northern desert outside the border, they all admired Chinese culture. The Khitans entered Yanyun and the Jurchens entered the Central Plains and entered China. For four hundred years, the land of Yan has always been a land of China. Now our great Mongolians are even more in the Central Plains, and all the scholars and people in the Central Plains support them. After the peace talks, the northern Mongolian and the Southern Song Dynasty were all in China, whether Mongolian, Semu, or Han people, they are all in China."
Chapter completed!