Chapter 982 I want to do what I want (please recommend, please vote!)
"Who are you?"
The three postmen landed on the shore and looked at the guards surrounding them with vigilance.《》
This place belongs to the territory of Liaodong and is not far from Shanhaiguan. They are definitely not Tatars or Oala people, and horse bandits and barbarians are unlikely to appear here. In such severe cold weather, business travel outside the customs is cut off, and few people dare to intercept officers and soldiers.
Furthermore, when officers and soldiers are dispatched in this kind of climate, they are either in large numbers, or they are poor people such as postmen with few pennies on them. If they are dispatched once, the property captured cannot keep up with the consumption of going out in the heavy snow and cold winter weather. Therefore,
Horse bandits and barbarians also want Mao Dong. At most, they will appear near the village where they are staying and raid the local people.
Xia Xun's guards revealed their identities to them. The three postmen checked their badges and became friendly: "It turns out they are brothers from Guan Nei, going to Liaodong Town. We are coming from there and going north."
Go to the capital and deliver a letter to Governor Yang’s Mansion."
One of the postmen looked at the guards in front of him with a smile and praised: "Not bad! When the brothers in Guan Nei first came to us, most of them were frozen like quails, but you are still looking like a dragon and a tiger. This is
What a great skill."
Xia Xun's bodyguards revealed their identities to them, and they were only revealing their identities as Ming soldiers. Of course, they would not be able to use loudspeakers when they were caught, claiming everywhere that they were escorting Duke Fu to Liaodong. The postman casually said, "
"Yang Governor", the guard did not take it seriously, but Xia Xun's heart moved after hearing this, and asked: "Who is this Governor Yang?"
The postman glanced at him and saw that although this man was wearing the same cold-proof leather robe as the other guards, he had a good look and temperament. He knew that he must be a general, so he did not dare to neglect him and said: "Director Yang is the assistant.
Duke Fu! Duke Fu was once the governor of Liaodong. Although the Duke has returned to the court a long time ago, we people in Liaodong still remember the good deeds of Duke Fu. When people here mention Duke Fu, they all say Governor Yang.
Duke Fu, that belongs to the imperial court, Governor Yang, that belongs exclusively to us in Liaodong, hehe, we are close, right?"
A warm current surged through Xia Xun's heart, and he smiled and said, "Do you mean Yang Xu?"
The postman's expression changed and he said, "Who are you? How dare you call Governor Yang by his first name!"
Several guards around Xia Xun couldn't help but laugh, and said in a flurry of words: "You also said that Governor Yang is one of your own, and now Duke Fu is standing in front of you, why don't you recognize him?"
The postman was shocked and said, "What? This...is Governor Yang? Is he the Duke of Fuguo?"
Xia Xun smiled and said: "Of course no one will impersonate this. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple"
In order not to waste time, Xia Xun showed his seal. The postman saw it and had no doubts. The three postmen hurriedly knelt down and said in surprise and joy: "Young men, under the orders of Marquis Ding, go.
I went to Beijing to see the master, but unexpectedly we met here. Master, are you planning to regain control of Liaodong?"
Xia Xun said: "You don't have to be polite when you get up to speak. My Lord is on a mission to Liaodong to pay attention to the situation of the Tatars. Is it Ding Yu who sent you here?"
The three postmen stood up and said, "It was Mr. Dinghou who sent us."
One of them took out the secret letter hidden in his arms, presented it to Xia Xun with both hands, and said: "Marquis Ding ordered us to rush to Beijing as quickly as possible and hand this letter to the master. It would be great to meet him here."
More than a dozen guards stood over and formed a row at the windshield, shielding Xia Xun from the wind and snow. Xia Xun opened Ding Yu's secret letter and read it in a hurry. His expression changed, his heart was heavy, and he didn't make any move for a long time.
, the hands holding the letter were frozen there, and the letter was trembling in the wind.
"My lord, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Chuan, the commander of the guards around Xia Xun, saw his expression changed drastically and couldn't help but ask.
Xia Xun shook his head gently, folded the letter, put it in his arms, walked slowly a few steps, looked to the northwest, stood silently, the wind and snow were blowing against his face, but he was like a sculpture, not feeling the cold at all.
All the guards looked at each other, not knowing what happened. Someone quietly asked the postman who delivered the letter. The postman only delivered the letter, but he didn't know what the letter said. ("")
After a long time, Xia Xun turned around and asked the three postmen: "Now that I'm here, you don't have to go to Beijing. Take me to the nearest post station!"
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With a sound of "Boom!", Xia Xun took off his leather robe and threw it on the chair. It made the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The leather robe was frozen hard in the wind and snow, and it was taken off there. Yi
Prime Minister Qiusheng quickly brought a basin of steaming water and said diligently: "My lord, please cleanse your face!"
Shi Yicheng is a Han Chinese who moved his family to outside the Guan Dynasty two generations ago. Originally, the four brothers were named Shi Chunsheng, Shi Xiansheng, Shi Qiusheng and Shi Dongsheng. They added the word "生" to avoid the homophony of "Shi" (death).
However, the mortality rate of the population was high at that time, and the historian's life was particularly difficult outside the customs. After all, the auspicious name could not be saved. Two of the four brothers died in infancy, leaving only Shi Qiusheng and his eldest brother Shi Chunsheng.
Nowadays, Shi Chunsheng followed the business wave of Liaodong and became a fur goods merchant specializing in purchasing and transportation. Shi Qiusheng worked as a postman in his early years and worked hard for many years. Now he has become an official of the postmaster. Although this posthouse is located on Liaodong Road
, he didn’t have much money, but his family situation was ten thousand times better than before. His small post office had never received such a big official before. Shi Yicheng was afraid that his subordinates would be rough and rough, which would make the Duke unhappy.
So I will serve you personally.
Xia Xun's face was smeared with marmot oil to keep out the cold. It was greasy as soon as he entered the room, and he was about to wash his face. He wet his face first, then used soap locust, and changed two basins of water before washing his face.
Then he told the postman: "Go down and do your work, I'll take a rest!"
Shi Yicheng felt relieved and quickly said flatteringly: "There is food burning under the stove. Lord Guo, please rest for now. I will bring it to you shortly!"
When Xia Xun waited for the Yi Cheng to leave, he ordered the guard Yan Chuan standing at the door: "Go and call Tang Feng, Zhang Wentao, and He Tianyang!"
Shi Yicheng came out of the Duke's bedroom and saw that the postmen were busy receiving more than a hundred guards brought by the Duke. It is difficult to say that the post office outside the customs is not easy to work, because the biggest one outside the customs is
Soldiers, soldiers were born in the army, they were rough and wild, and had little knowledge of etiquette. When they arrived at the post office, they were bossing around, shouting and drinking, which was fine. If you didn't deal with them, it was common for them to whip you or kick you.
At this time, the post office had not yet been included in the peripheral organization of the Jinyi Guards as it would later be. It did not have a strong backing, so it had to be bullied by others. However, these guards of the Duke of Guo were actually easier to talk to than the ordinary military officers. This was not the fault of the Duke of Guo.
The guards knew the rules, were courteous, and followed the rules. Compared with the ordinary soldiers in the border army, they were naturally more arrogant. However, the prince was right in front of him, but no one dared to show off his authority.
Therefore, the postmen were not scolded. They took care of the horses one by one, walked them, drank them, put them in stables, fed them, selected accommodation, arranged tea and meals, and performed their duties. The guards were not in trouble.
When they saw it, Shi Yicheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran to the kitchen to arrange food.
The postmen were busy feeding the horses and arranging the rooms. These houses had not been occupied for a long time. Bedding had to be brought from the warehouse and the fire pit had to be burned. The guards were also busy. Some were exploring the surrounding environment and some were setting up police.
They all placed their own people on sentries, courtyard corners, roofs, and watchtowers. Others stood on the corridor outside Xia Xun's room. On the one hand, they were waiting for the leaders who were summoned by the Duke to come out and stand guard in separate rows.
On the other hand, he was waiting for the postman to tidy up the room.
In the room, upon hearing Xia Xun's plan, the four guard commanders exploded.
"No, I don't agree! Your Majesty cannot take such a risk!"
He Tianyang blushed and roared: "The situation in the fortress is unpredictable now. If the Duke wants to save Miss Xiaoying, he cannot risk it alone. If he wants to go, he must first go to Liaodong and bring a large army to the Tartars in the name of mediation."
Tatar, negotiate with Wala again."
Xia Xun said slowly and calmly: "In the past, Wala did not dare to hurt my important ministers, but now they dare not even more. If I rush there, it may seem dangerous, but in fact it is not dangerous at all. If I go to Liaodong first, then to Tatar, and then contact
Wala, if it lasts for a long time, I'm afraid there will be long nights and many dreams, and trouble will arise."
Zhang Wentao retorted: "My lord, they don't dare to do it openly, don't they dare to do it secretly? We only have such a small number of people, once we get to their territory, won't we be at their mercy? Nowadays, all the forces on the grassland are in chaos, if we kill
If they get rid of the Duke, they can easily fall on their enemies. The Duke should understand that it is the most important thing for the court to pacify the outside world in one fell swoop. If there is a scapegoat, even with the respect of the Duke, the court will not refuse to obey.
No mercy, we must pursue it! Furthermore, even if we pursue it, what can be found? For this reason, why don't they dare to take action? "
Of course Xia Xun knew that what Zhang Wentao said was true. As long as they could shirk responsibility and have someone to take the blame, Ming Dynasty would definitely tolerate it at this critical moment. This is politics. What's more, if they don't tolerate it, it is really impossible for them to find out the truth? Is there anything else they can do?
For his own sake, launching a war to wipe out the entire grassland tribe? If that happens, Saibei will become the second Annan, and it will be a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Annan. The Ming Dynasty's war cost is ten times, a hundred times that of the grassland tribes.
Before they could be wiped out, the Ming Dynasty exhausted its national power and the people's resentment boiled over.
However, Xiaoying was living a good life in Moling, but he was forced into this turmoil. She was not a soldier of the Ming Dynasty. Even if their personal relationship was put aside, how could Xia Xun stand by and watch her life and death?
Is it destiny? First go to Liaodong and then go to Tatar. This trip and return will take at least half a month or even a month. In such a long time, many, many things can happen.
On the surface, Xia Xun was calm and calm, but in fact, ever since he got the news, his heart had never been really calm. There was a rage in his chest that was constantly agitated, but he was just suppressing it! At this time, seeing the strong opposition of the guards, Xia Xun became a little restrained.
After stopping, he said in a deep voice: "What if I must go?"
Tang Feng, Yan Chuan, He Tianyang and others looked at each other, slowly knelt down and sat up, and said in a deep voice: "The responsibility of low-level officials is to protect the safety of the Duke of the country. If the Duke insists on going his own way, the low-level officials will have no choice but to offend!"
Xia Xun raised his eyebrows and said, "You dare to attack me?"
Tang Feng said: "I don't dare because of my rank, but I have to do it because of my responsibilities!"
Xia Xun smiled lightly and said, "You are no match for me!"
Zhang Wentao jumped to the ground and shouted loudly: "Then, what about them?"
"Someone is coming!"
He Tianyang shouted loudly, and the well-trained guards standing outside the door immediately rushed in with a roar!