Three hundred and thirteenth chapter Wang Shi triumphant
Winter month twenty-eight.
It’s snowing heavily in Jinling.
"Auspicious!"
In the palace, Xiao Pingsi was in the Nuan Pavilion of the Yangju Hall, and Wang Feng personally came to announce the good news.
It is said that auspicious snow heralds a good year, and it snows heavily in Jinling. It is a rare season, and it indicates that next year will be a good year for the Gyeonggi region.
At the same time as the good news came back within one day, there was another incident.
"Your Majesty, the army has returned triumphantly. It is estimated that it is less than fifty miles outside the city at this time."
"Then what are you waiting for?" Xiao Pingsi put down the memorial in his hand, stood up and shook his sleeves, "Showing at Bei'anmen."
Bei'anmen is one of the major city gates in the north of Jinling.
The capital city is so big that it is not like other cities. It only has four gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest.
In addition to the four main gates, Jinling also has five city gates. Among them, the Bei'an Gate is in the north and cannot be opened easily during normal times.
Usually when a large army goes out on an expedition and returns home in triumph, they will enter the city through Bei'anmen.
"I obey." Wang Feng held his hands.
Bei'anmen.
At this time, the ritual music has begun.
The gongs and drums are noisy, and there are huge crowds of people, starting from early in the morning.
Because the army was making a triumphal return today, the Ministry of Rites prepared a host of rituals and music to welcome them. The Ministry of War and the Forbidden Army mobilized a large number of soldiers and horses inside and outside Bei'anmen.
More than 20,000 armored Imperial Guards were arrayed here, each in high spirits and with dazzling armor.
The most elite imperial troops gathered here today to welcome the triumphant army and to prepare for it at the same time.
Guard against what?
Of course, it was the general who had returned from guarding and took the opportunity to lead his troops to attack the capital.
"Almost there?"
"Why haven't you come yet..."
Inside and outside Bei'an Gate, which had long been opened, the welcoming people lined the streets and stared at the wide official road outside the city, their necks almost twisted.
"Coming, coming..."
"Look, the battle flag is the battle flag of the Yulin Army!"
The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the tall military flags, the special symbol of the Yulin Army, which was instantly recognizable.
Under the horizon, the flag gradually emerged and rose.
Then the tall cavalry appeared in sight.
"Coming!"
"Listen, the rituals and music have changed their tune."
"There are war horses coming, why is one riding first?"
"What do you know? This is called returning after asking for an order. Even if you win a big victory, you can't enter the city directly. You need to get an imperial order from His Majesty before you can lead your troops into the city."
"Yes, I forgot."
One ride broke through the smoke and rushed to the city gate with everyone in the capital looking forward to it.
Cheng Jie dismounted, straightened his armor and put his hat straight.
Then he solemnly held the memorial and began to walk slowly outside the city gate.
Zhang Xian, the Minister of War, who was waiting at the city gate, was also adjusting his clothes. This was the first time for him to see such a big scene.
Logically speaking, the Minister of the Ministry of War should come to greet him, but there is no Minister of the Ministry of War now, so he, the minister, takes over the post of Minister.
"I marched north to defeat the rebel army, marched for several months, and returned victorious. I submitted the battle report for Your Majesty's inspection!"
Cheng Jie walked up to Zhang Xian and presented the memorial with both hands.
Zhang Xian also held it with both hands, and then, escorted by the Imperial Army, he headed towards His Majesty's Dragon Chase.
The Holy Master had arrived at Bei'anmen a long time ago. Xiao Pingsi straightened his head and saw someone coming.
"Your Majesty, the army conquered the north and achieved a great victory. I would like to congratulate your Majesty and congratulate Daxia." Zhang Xian ran over and knelt down in front of the holy chariot.
Wang Feng went over in person and presented the memorial in Zhang Xian's hands to Xiao Pingsi.
The memorial is not interesting. The content inside is all standard and just a process.
Xiao Pingsi opened the memorial, glanced at it a few times, and then placed the memorial on the table in front of him.
"Pass the message to welcome my Master Wang!" Xiao Pingsi waved his hand.
Wang Feng: "I obey the order."
Then he took the imperial edict that had been drawn up long ago from the hands of the eunuch who was holding it respectfully at the side, and handed it to Zhang Xian.
"I obey the decree!" Zhang Xian accepted the imperial edict, stood up and took three steps back before turning around and heading out of the city gate.
Cheng Jie knelt at the door and saluted Zhang Xian when he saw Zhang Xian coming with the imperial edict.
Zhang Xian stopped in front of Cheng Jie and spread out the imperial edict: "In accordance with the emperor's edict from heaven, he said, fortunately, the king's troops marched north to fight against the rebels. The soldiers served their lives and were delighted with the victory. The army returned in triumph to receive the reward to comfort the three armies..."
"I accept the order!"
After receiving the edict, Cheng Jie quickly stood up, folded up the edict, and ran onto his horse.
"Drive!" He reined in his horse and turned around, and Cheng Jie galloped towards the outside of the city.
The army was already within five miles, but it was just deliberately slowing down to wait for an imperial edict to legally enter the city.
"General!"
Cheng Jie came back happily, holding the reins in one hand and holding the imperial edict in the other, without any signs of turbulence.
"Your Majesty has a decree, the army is entering the city!" Cheng Jie dismounted and handed the decree to Fang Jue with both hands.
Fang Jue didn't need to kneel down and worship. The army had already received the order. He just needed to carry the imperial edict into the city, so he took the imperial edict from Cheng Jie.
"The whole army marches into the city!"
Fang Jue waved his big hand, held the horse in his left hand, held the imperial edict in his right hand, and walked slowly.
When we walked all the way outside the city gate, about two or three miles away, we heard the noise of a huge crowd of people.
The people were excited, and the officials and minor officials were also excited. They thought about how much reward they could get.
For such a great victory in a national war, officials from all over the country will receive rewards, including those with a well-established system.
"Young Master!"
"Is that the Young Master, so young?"
"Nonsense, except for young divisions, there are no such young generals in Daxia today."
"There are still so many people?" Some officials saw the victorious army arrayed in neat formations, and with only a rough calculation, they knew that there were still six to seven thousand people.
However, when the Yulin Army went out, it only had 8,000 light cavalry, plus a thousand people from the firearms battalion.
There are still one hundred firearms camps remaining in Tuzhou.
Despite this, more than 6,000 people still came back. This battle loss is a bit exaggerated.
With less than 2,000 casualties, it can be said that the four states and firearms battalions rarely charge into battle, but the casualties of the Yulin Army are so small?
"Another legendary general, I seem to see Ye Xuanfeng back then." A general looked at the high-spirited young general who took the lead and held the imperial edict, feeling envious with emotion.
Ye Xuanfeng was also beside the Holy Driver, and when the army began to enter the city, he saw it clearly.
"Hiss..." The senior generals in Beijing were all following Shengjia, and they all looked surprised like Ye Xuanfeng.
"The loss is less than two thousand..."
Mr. He looked at Ye Xuanfeng and said, "When you first led tens of thousands of troops from the capital to the expedition, how many of them came back?"
Ye Xuanfeng felt ashamed: "Only less than 70% came back, and 10% of them were supplementary soldiers."
"Your record back then was enough to be passed down in history, but the Young Master not only had a better record, but also brought back 80% of the soldiers who went on the expedition." Mr. He muttered and clicked his tongue.
"I'm not as good as me." Ye Xuanfeng said sincerely, but his tone was filled with relief, and he did not feel that he was being compared.
But he changed the subject and said with a smile: "Young Master will soon be the son-in-law of my Ye family."
"Not in name." Mr. He said sarcastically.
Ye Xuanfeng's mouth twitched slightly and he rolled his eyes at this guy. Ye Hongyi was indeed not a member of the Ye family in name.