The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return?

In the city of Le Ma Heitu Alaan, the people of Weishe are proud: Braids, I will come back.

It's just that the next time I come, it will not be with friendship, but with iron and blood.

The black-faced old man did not come to see him off in person, but sent his adopted son Hu Erhan and son-in-law He Heli to see him off.

Of course, the bargain Xiong Mingyu is still praised by the people in Jianzhou. After all, he is a genuine visiting envoy, and his official position and rank are higher than that of the deputy envoy.

The Weishe people, who are not cheap, don't care about Xiong Jinshi stealing his limelight there, he looked at Lord Xiong with a smile on his face, spitting and splashing stars.

Then I couldn't help but think that if he stepped forward and patted Lord Xiong on the shoulder, and said that he could borrow me to wear those boots, I wonder how Lord Xiong would react.

The people didn't move, but some people did.

As he spoke, the thousand households of the Li family came over and whispered a word to Xiong Mingyu. After that, I saw Xiong Mingyu stunned, and then it seemed that the conversation was not high, and he was very disappointed.

Shang Bozhi sat on his horse, his toes proud, and even the three hundred soldiers under him were in high spirits and high spirits.

On the other hand, the cavalry of the Li family was obviously weaker.

A family is a family, one is prosperous, and one is lost.

The return of his master Li Chengliang to Beijing obviously affected the mood of the Li family's descendants.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, no one knew how the newly appointed governor of Liaodong would treat them, the old Li family.

The news of Li Chengliang's departure made Xiong Mingyu not have the heart to say anything to the people in Jianzhou anymore, so he ordered his entourage to come over and say hello to Wei Liangchen, meaning not to delay, it is important to go back.

Of course Liangchen is leaving, but he is waiting for someone.

The Grand Baylor said yesterday that he would come to see him off today.

It's just that something seems to have stumbled him.

Liangchen guessed that maybe Da Baylor went to the Great Yamen early in the morning to find his father, and gave his father his good ideas for the sake of his brothers.

When the black-faced old man will turn the Four Banners into Eight Banners, the specific time, Liangchen does not know, but he is sure that it will be a matter of the past two years.

With the expansion of Jianzhou, especially after swallowing Liubao and gaining more than 10,000 Han people, Jianzhou's strength is expanding day by day.

Nominally, Jianzhou now has only four banner soldiers, each of which has about 7,000 soldiers. But in fact, the number of troops that Jianzhou can use will not be less than 40,000.

In the first battle of Salhu, many historians in the previous life believed that Jiannu defeated the strong with the weak, and attacked more with less, but in fact, relative to the number of soldiers, Jianzhou was the one with more troops.

In this battle, Jianzhou used nearly 70,000 cavalry, while in the Ming Dynasty, the infantry army was only 100,000, and there were also non-combatants such as baggage and miscellaneous labor.

In addition, the terrain is not familiar, the intelligence work is not in place, every move is under the noses of others, the communication of the four-way army is not smooth, and there are problems with internal coordination.

There are many soldiers and horses, but the establishment is only four banners, and the good minister wants the black-faced old man to be more anxious than himself to reorganize the soldiers and horses. Therefore, the change of four flags into eight flags was his proposal, but it was the idea of the black-faced old man himself. He, the Weishe, is only fulfilling him.

Chengquan Lao Han is also Chengquan his sons, including Zhenying.

The reason why Zhen Ying ended up dead is that his personality is a secondary reason, and the most important thing is that his power is too weak. Now, the Wei Sheren helped him turn Lao Tzu's four flags into eight banners, and asked him to propose to his Lao Tzu that brothers do not distinguish between each other, and everyone can lead the flag, do you say that those brothers who are idle and have no power, and can't speak on weekdays, can they not be grateful to his eldest brother, and can they sit and watch the eldest brother be knocked down by the second brother?

Power must be balanced, and one family must be dominant.

Liangchen felt that he was really a good man, and he wholeheartedly solved the troubles of family affairs for the black-faced old man, which was also regarded as a work for the confidant, who made the old man see people with his eyes, and knew that he was the one with long-term investment.

On the other side of Zhenying, it depends on whether he can go to the Tao.

Wei She people can only help him here, and if he continues to help, he can't really become the son-in-law of his Xinjue Luo family, and help his father-in-law's family get rich and get rid of poverty and become well-off.

The Great Baylor was a believer, and finally arrived in time.

Xiong Mingyu thought that the heir of Jianzhou was here to send him, and he couldn't help but feel more faced, and glanced at Wei Liangchen, who was embarrassed on the side, and was about to give up his hand to say a few official words and polite words to the heir of Jianzhou, but saw that this eldest brother directly ignored him, and went straight in front of him, and then walked to Wei Liangchen's horse, and arched his hand: "Sheren go all the way!" ”

Good, good.

It's just that Big Baylor still has to read more, and it is better to change "go all the way" to "have a good trip".

Abandon him, but he doesn't want to go.

"Big Belledo, take care!"

Liangchen immediately clenched his fists, don't say anything superfluous, the joy in Zhenying's eyes betrayed him, and the black-faced old man must have been moved by the friendship of the eldest son who cared about his younger brothers.

Eight flags, coming soon.

Shang Bozhi's men blew the horn of departure, and under the reluctant gaze of the vast and large Baylor, the good minister also turned his horse's head reluctantly.

It's time for him to go.

Yesterday, he wrote in his small notebook that in the thirty-seventh year of Wanli, a trip to Heituala.

Xiong Mingyu's gaze was very unnatural, and he found out how the Wei She people who came empty-handed had four more big boxes. The two wagons were loaded, and the wheels rolled over the snow, leaving deep marks.

Liangchen slowed down his horse at the right time, and when he waited for Lord Xiong to come up, he said with some surprise: "It's rare for adults to come to Jianzhou, why don't you buy some souvenirs and go back, even if you don't need them at home, it's good to give them away." ”

“……”

Xiong Mingyu glanced at Wei Liangchen angrily, unwilling to say a word to him, he knew that this kid was very proud now, because not only did the manslaughter come to an end, but his cheap teacher Yang Hao also became the governor of Liaodong. Coupled with the big big man in Beijing, this kid's backstage is very hard.

Ride a donkey and read a record book - we'll see.

Let's see how long you are proud!

Xiong Mingyu subconsciously glanced at the note he had written last night.

A few days ago, there was a lot of snow, and the road from Heituara to Fushun was full of snow, and some sections were so cold that the wheels were slippery, which was quite difficult to walk.

Fortunately, there are many people and great strength, and there is no need to worry about the attack and killing of soldiers and horses in Jianzhou, which is slow, but it is also smooth along the way.

On the way, the good minister did not forget his own work, and whenever he came to a dangerous place, he would mark it on the map, and even a deserted well, he would have to record it on the map.

Four days later, they returned to Fushun.

Fu Shun Shou Li Yongfang's attitude was more enthusiastic than before.