The sun was shining, the pedestrians on the street were blazing, and a strange procession suddenly appeared at the northern gate, and sixteen men were dressed in full-body and waist-knife, guarding a chariot with a brightly painted carriage into the city.

The white horse of the same height and god, the saddle is beautiful, and the armor worn by the guards at once is not many times more beautiful than the clothes of the border army.The carriage went into the city and went straight to the post office.

In the post office, Yang Ling and Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing were chatting about tea, trying to find out how to know as much about Beijing and Jinjie Weiwei from their mouths.At this time, a tyrant rushed in and said, "Adult, there are passing officials who come to the book and drive, and the convoy will arrive soon."

Yang Ling listened to the strange, although the post office is responsible for receiving the past officials, but the chicken ming out is not far from the territory of the Tatars, and there has never been a court clerk.If there is an official to invest in the book, then the size of the caravan must be small, who is coming?

Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing accompanied him in a hurry to go out, only to see a carriage in front of the road slowly coming, on both sides of the eight Shenjun horses, immediately sitting on the top of the helmet hanging armor, very powerful.

As soon as I saw the yellow flag planted in the carriage, Liu Biao had quickly caught up with a step and whispered in Yang Ling's ear: "Adult, this is the Beijing master."

Yang Ling nodded slightly, standing in front of the door, only to see the carriage to stop the curtain in front of a lift, inside the waist out of a person, more than 50 years old, the face sharp and thin, a palace eunuch dressed.

Yang Ling lost his voice: “Liu Gong?”The man was Liu Gonggong, the prison army, he got out of the carriage, smiled at Yang Ling: "Yang Yi, our family and you really have a relationship, this is not ... only a month of kung fu, we meet again."

Yang Ling let Liu Gong into the lobby, but for a moment he could not understand his intention.According to his own promotion, as a five-pin knowledge, it is not in the palace of the eunuchs, this eunuch out of the palace, usually ordered to prison the army, tax collection, the purchase of palace supplies, rarely summoned to the three products of the official but also the eunuch to carry the decree.

Sixteen samurai walked into the hall on both sides, hand-to-hands and hands do not squint, Liu Gong went to the middle of the hall, turned back to cough, shouted: "Chicken Ming County Yi Yang Ling to receive the order!"

Yang Ling retreated, a dazed look at the look of confusion, I heard that the emperor's decree to him, he has been greatly surprised, as for the reply, is not like the film in the play to do, he is even more heartless.Fortunately, Liu Gong also saw more such courtiers, the decree is not a newspaper, there are several officials who really took over the decree, even in the minister who was an official, there are many jokes when he first received the decree, he smiled slightly, holding his hands with yellow silk and softly said: "Yang Yu, kneel down to listen!"

Yang Ling looked at him gratefully, fell on his knees, and said, “Jian... Yang Ling heard the speech.”The first time to kneel, Yang Ling's heart is really a little uncomfortable, it is a common way to go to the countryside, at least he did not dare to resist the courage.

Liu Gonggong Xu Xu opened Huang Yi, loudly said: "Feng Tian transports the emperor, saying: I smell: the three generations of the world, it is in the people."The people, the nation as well.The ancient saints have clouds: the road is also, the world is public...”

Liu Gong read and shook his head and was frustrated.Yang Ling listened to Liu Gong read those words, although he understood the meaning, but it was also very difficult to listen.It was good and half-hearted to listen to Liu Gong's reading to the subject: "... it is the people of the dead, the Lord of the country, the people of heaven and the world, for the king, talk about faith and cultivation, choose the wise and the energy."Today's prince, smart and good at learning, Wen Xuanfu show talent Yang Ling, both wise and able, very good.I mean, Xuan Yang Ling into Beijing, let the prince read, smell into Beijing immediately, can not delay.Chin this.Hengji February of the eighteenth year.”

Do you listen to Yang Ling inexplicably, Prince read?Aren’t they well-known?He suddenly thought of the words that Ma Pili had said that night: the promotion of the officialdom is the same child's play, there is a saying called the road is dangerous... With the "gratitude" you have set up, there is no reason to ascend to the three levels of the center, there is no reason to be so kind, with the reason why you are promoted for no reason, we have to think about it, but we can't make people pit..."

Yang Lington suddenly understood, no wonder Jin Yiwei fire to his ass to promote his officials, it was heard that the emperor to serve as the prince's valet, the icing on the cake came.The prince's servant read, although it is a six-pin official, but in fact, it is the prince's classmates, once the prince ascends the throne, these princes are closest to the familiar people can not be reused.

This is the old man who was just the outer tidbit of the garrison, and now this seal official has become the officer of the jinjie-guard center, and a paper appointment will pull the confidant of the future emperor into his camp, of course, without losing.

Liu Gong saw that he still knelt there blankly, so he whispered, “Yang Yi, he did not receive the order to thank you?”

Yang Ling woke up to God, busy shouting: "Judge, receive the order to thank you", he took the decree in Liu Gong's hand, stole his eyes, saw Liu Gong did not call himself kneeling, and stood up.

Liu Gong bus out of the holy decree, suddenly received the high above, look at the appearance of all sentient beings, and said to Yang Ling with a pleasant color: "Yang Xianggong, our family Liu Jin, is the prince next to the slave, after Yang Xianggong for the prince to read, we have more close is ah."

Yang Ling listened to a spirit and lost his voice: “Liu Jin?“Are you Liu Jin?”

Liu Gongkong blinked and said strangely, “Why, Yang Xianggong has heard our name?”

Yang Ling nodded and shook his head again, not knowing what to say.

Liu Jin, the prototype of the factory in the "New Dragon Gate Inn", the legend of the East factory eunuch who kills without blinking eyes, is the old eunuch who is not outstanding in front of him?

By the words of the novel and television, what Wang Zhi, Wang Zhen, Liu Jin, Wei Zhongxian, Yang Ling is familiar with the well-known, where these big eunuchs are all strange martial arts, crane childish face, yin and yang strange, then see the real appearance of Liu Jin, Yang Ling thought for a time the same name.

Liu Jin rejoiced: "Our family serves the prince, it is difficult to get back to Beijing, there are not many people who know our name, I can't imagine that Yang Xianggong has heard of me, huh, it is really a show that he does not go out, he knows the world."

“Yang Xianggong, now that the decree has been done, I think we will leave immediately.”Today's princes, it is best to dance the gun sticks, marching, Yang Xianggong presented to He Seng's post, we took home to Beijing, the prince looked very happy, thinking that you should use your method to practice the God's machine camp, but don't let the prince be in a hurry."

Liu Jin is still quite careful, he is now a good job bell and drum department, is the smallest authority in the internal official's twenty-four gates, Prince Zhu Hou's waywardness is good, temper is a gust of wind and rain, and the long-time man is extremely spoiled by this precious son, Liu Jinyi dare to slack off.

Yang Ling had to call the young girl and start packing.Liu and Yang said that they were Yang family servants, although the local post office people think it is strange, but Liu Gong did not know the Yang family's family, but did not care.Yang Ling finished all the points of Ma Pian Er did not return, so he said to the young mother, entrust her big brother to report the news, so as not to think that she would not tell her goodbye.

At this time, three carriages were already on the Panshan Road.The mountain road is narrow, sixteen guards eight front eight guard, the front is Liu Gonggong's Zhu lacquer carriage, the last two cars are sent from the post office, the carriage in front of a pole, a post on the book, behind Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing sitting in the luggage car.

Han young mother silently looked out of the window, since childhood did not separate from the family, alone to go so far, a few days ago thinking about going to Beijing, excited like a child, then really left, the heart is empty, alas, Daddy made a postman, running everywhere, this time left and did not see him side, I do not know how long it will take to see relatives again.

Yang Ling knew that she was in her heart, softly comforted: "Don't worry, when we go to settle down, I think I can take my father-in-law to Beijing."

The young woman whispered, gently lying in Yang Ling's arms, his eyes suddenly flashed, and did not know what to think.Yang Ling gently touched her back, and for a moment it was also a thousand thoughts.

The prince read, what role is it?He did not retain the original Xuanfu show talent Yang Ling's memory, really want to test four books and five books and eight strands of text, can be said to know nothing, I hope that the waiter read the name as it is, just accompany the prince to read.

He remembers the history is too simple, in addition to Zhu Hongwu, Chengzu and the last generation of Chongchen some understanding, other Ming Dynasty emperors he knows is really limited, and now he has inexplicably pushed into the center of this historical stage, around will be the era of high-ranking people, can they cope with it?

Yang Ling has been muddy, just want his wife and children hot head, happy to live for two years, now driving the ducks on the shelf, often said that the companion is like a tiger, for their own safety, he had to seriously get up, to take the initiative to know and understand this era.

Yang Ling straightened his thoughts, and the information about this era slowly flowed through his mind...

It is now 18 years of Hongji, and the emperor is Hongji Emperor, surnamed Zhu.The name, due to limited knowledge, can not be remembered from the year number, so... Unknown.Life is also unknown.Prince Zhu Houzhao, style, lustful, careless, very handsome, about his life and deeds: the dragon play Feng, the impression seems to be that he died very early.Liu Jin, the great traitor, when the origin, is unknown, how to die, unknown, anyway, it is not a good death.

Waste wood!Absolutely waste wood!Yang Ling can only be ashamed to give himself such an evaluation, relying on such a little data to catch the opportunity, avoid the evil, grasp the history?Depressed and half-stun, Yang Ling suddenly and mentally relented, and raised his waist: Why do you care so much?What Zhengde emperor, what traitor Liu Jin, my life is as short as grass and wood, it is not to be worried about me, my purpose is to go to Beijing, do high work, mixed in Beijing!

The ignorant are fearless, and Yang Ling, who is ready to break through the Beijing master with his eyes closed, began to be blindly optimistic.

The horse clasped like a wind to the post office, turned in front of him and went straight to the north city.The sound of the bowl of large horseshoes 踏pinged the blue slate was as rapid as rain.Fast horse out of the city, the wilderness can not see the trace of the carriage, Ma Pian in the city under the plate for a moment did not set foot on the tortuous mountain road, but from the field that has not yet been cultivated straight into the past, close to the road to the front.

The dark green cloak made a hunting sound in the air, her heart was so urgent, the hard-hearted Yang brother did not even have time to see me, why did she go so hastily?It will take three years to see you again.

Fast horse flying, under her superb riding, the jujube red horse four hoofs flying, like a string arrow, the land running to the end is a small river, the date red horse flying, splashing a day of rubs, far away, she saw the carriage along the Panshan Road in the mountains, horse pityer heart ecstasy, a set of horses, a small horse head, along the river.

The mountain is changing, in front of a semicircular valley, the carriage is half-turned, this side is the cliffs of Linyuan, the Achens on the Panshan Road and the idle idle Liu Biao on the riots, Yang Yiqing has become the red horse that is now chasing down the mountain.Liu Biao couldn't help but get up and look down at the mountain and shouted, "There is a young lady under the mountain chasing us."

Yang Ling and the young mother listened to the hastily drilled out of the carriage, only to see a red horse on the mountain, a green cloud, came.Han's young mother couldn't help but cry out: "It is the sister of Pity, the father-in-law, the sister of the poor child is coming."

Yang Piao busy called the coachman to stop the car, standing on the car to look down the mountain, Ma Pian also stationed the horse, one horse quietly standing there.A cliff that cannot be climbed allows the two to be far away from each other.

Ma Pianer looked at the half-way, saw Yang Ling waved to himself, and then signaled that the carriage would continue to move forward, but he still stood on the front of the car and looked at himself.Ma Pianer's heart was stirring, suddenly pulling out the small machete between his waist, brushing a wisp of hair, and quickly tied to the arrow pole of an arrow.

The carriage was still in the car, as long as it turned out of this valley road, it would disappear into her sight.Ma Pili suddenly mentioned the horse, his legs were threatened by the horse's belly, and he hoped that the horse would hissing, and the valley reverberated.

Yang Ling in the middle of the mountain and a group of samurai looked into the valley, only to see the red horse people standing up, set up so momentary effort, close to the four hoofs flying, the jujube red horse quickly rushed forward incomparably, the front is the death valley cliff, about 30 feet away.

Fast horse galloping, the distance of 20 feet flashed at a flash, at such a speed and then rushed forward, I am afraid that one person and one horse will hit the rock wall, and the people on the mountain can not help but exclaim.But he saw that the horse's fast horse suddenly turned a sharp angle of nearly ninety degrees, abandoned, picked, twisted, pulled arrows, in one go, beautiful action, and saw the heart shaking his head.

Liu Biao, Yang Yiqing and several soldiers in the army could not help but cheer loudly.Beijing senior officials in the family are more or less with some Tartar officials, are the admiration of the Mongolian warriors, they have seen those people perform the old Yuan iron riding across the world.

The Mongols rode the skill of the horse in the world, and the kung fu of horses and horses pulling arrows and those brave warriors who rode well in the Tartar officials were the same, and a girl showed it, and it was even more indescribable beauty.

Yang Ling's carriage was undigning through the stone cliff in front of him, leaving the moment of sight of Ma Pianer, only to listen to the three arrows, shot at the flagpole far in front of Yang Ling, the arrow tail was still buzzing, scared to sit under the pole of the coachman a shive, almost fell off the car.

The carriage slowed down, a puff of grass in front of the cliff, and no longer saw the mercy of the mountain.Three sharp arrows a shape brush brush shot on the rod, the middle of an arrow, the arrow tail is tied with a wisp of green silk, still flying in the wind.

Han's young mother caressed the black hair, a little sourly said: "Dong Gong, Pian Er sister cut the invention."

Yang Ling scraped her nose and looked back at the three arrows and a wisp of blue silk nailed on the flagpole, and he couldn't help but laugh and think: "Green silk, love silk, three arrows, three years, this girl will not die like a young lady?"