Chapter 157: Disciple of the Sword Pavilion
Yu Hong on the side heard the words of the post man and the post pawn, and couldn't help but feel ridiculous, what a noble background, this person was born in the countryside, just a hunter in the mountains!
And this person was dismissed by the emperor! There is no noble status at all, and there is no high-ranking official position!
Although he was indignant in his heart, Yu Hong couldn't help but feel a little different, if he was with such a cavalry, followed by Jinyi Wei Qianhu, would he live in the camp?
In such cold weather, would he order that alcohol should not be consumed in the army when the post station sent drinks? I'm afraid he can't do it.
Because this is not a border town, this is the land of Gyeonggi, and there can be no war here. But Tang Ning did this, and he inevitably had a different mind in his heart, this person was really strict in governing the army.
Tang Ning's army was indeed strict, and this road to the south did not bring any impact to the place, including Jinyiwei.
Including the Jinyi Guard, they all went south in silence, camping and repairing at night, and galloping on horseback during the day.
On this journey, the people who felt the most hard were actually the people of Jinyiwei, after all, although they still retained the establishment of the army, they were actually no longer an army. They have no daily practice, they are pampered, and everyone is afraid of them when they go out.
They haven't suffered for a long time, so they gritted their teeth and persevered along the way. But what made them change was that Tang Ning couldn't help but not complain, and there was not even a tired look on his face.
And what moved them even more was actually the elite soldiers of the Nanshan battalion, who went south all the way to the south, no one complained, silent and resolute.
Donghai City is known as the first city in the world, not only because it is rich and prosperous, but also because Donghai City is a force of its own with a city, standing tall in the gap between the Great Zhou and Southern Chu.
Although compared to the vast land of Great Zhou and Southern Chu, Beihai City is only a small land, and it seems that the armies of both Great Zhou and Southern Chu can easily capture Donghai City.
However, it is precisely because Donghai City is open to foreign trade, it is the center of commerce and trade in the world, and the wealth is rolling, it is impossible for either Da Zhou or Southern Chu to sit back and watch the other party occupy Donghai City.
Moreover, the masters of the Sword Pavilion of Donghai City are like clouds, coupled with the barbarian eyeing each other, under various circumstances, Donghai City has always been independent of the Great Zhou and Southern Chu.
The beautiful scenery of Donghai City symbolizes prosperity and freedom, attracting countless people to come. All the way south, the weather is no longer so cold, and the more you advance towards Donghai City, the more caravans you encounter.
The galloping cavalry slowly stopped, Tang Ning raised his eyes and looked forward, Mo Qingfeng said with a smile: "General, the front is Linhai Plain, after passing Linhai Plain, you will enter the territory of Donghai City!" ”
Tang Ning smiled: "It's really tiring to gallop all the way, but fortunately, it's finally coming." Not to mention, when I arrived at this waterfront, I really felt a little different. ”
Wang Qiong was curious: "Oh? What do adults feel the smell of? Could it be murderous? ”
Tang Ning laughed and said, "What's so murderous? I felt a smell of freedom, and a smell of silver. ”
Mo Qingfeng and Wang Qiong laughed together, Mo Qingfeng said with a smile: "The lower officials don't feel the taste of freedom, but the taste of this silver feels very strong!" ”
Tang Ning laughed and said: "Let's go, let's take a look at the East China Sea City, which is as rich as the sea in the world!" ”
Tang Ning led the cavalry slowly through the Linhai Plain, and when he arrived at the end of the Linhai Plain, Tang Ning was stunned to find that there were more than a dozen horses not far in front of him, and more than a dozen figures were getting up from the ground.
Seeing this scene, Tang Ning was a little puzzled, who are these people? It doesn't look like an ambush for him anyway. After all, the horses were so obvious, and they seemed to be lying on the grass just now.
There is no one here as far as the eye can see, and this is a dozen people riding horses running here to sleep on the grass? Neurotic!
Tang Ning continued to move forward with the cavalry, and he was not guarded by this, there were only a dozen people in this group, and there were one hundred brocade guards and eight hundred elite horsemen around him.
The dozen or so people got on the horse cleanly, but did not leave, but waited quietly. As the distance narrowed, Tang Ning finally saw clearly, these people were all in their twenties, with swords behind their backs, and they were wearing long shirts embroidered with a small sword.
The disciples of the Sword Pavilion, Tang Ning immediately guessed their identity, this should be here to greet him, right? After all, the emperor and the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master have passed the letter.
It's just that the children of the Sword Pavilion in Tang Ning's impression are not like this, after all, the Sword Pavilion is famous all over the world.
But although these Sword Pavilion disciples in front of them sat on their horses with long swords on their backs, they still had grass clippings on their heads.
The leader was a young man in his early twenties, with a lot of grass clippings on his hair and clothes, and his eyelids were still a little puffy. ”
The image of the Sword Pavilion collapsed, and Tang Ning smiled: "Yes, I am Tang Ning, who is Your Excellency?" ”
The young man smiled shyly and said, "Oh, in the next, the sword, the thirteenth disciple of the Pavilion, Xiao, Xiao Twelve!" ”
After Xiao Twelve finished speaking, he looked at Tang Ning shyly, but Tang Ning didn't mean to speak, and Xiao Twelve couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.
Tang Ning looked at Xiao Twelve quietly, waiting for him to finish speaking. This Sword Pavilion disciple actually stuttered, and it was very difficult to speak, Tang Ning could only wait silently for him to finish the last word, Lang.
It turns out that this person's name is Xiao Shishilang, but his stuttering is too bad, right? This last word has not yet been spoken.
The two of them stared at each other and were directly dumbfounded, until Xiao Twelve smiled awkwardly, and Tang Ning coughed dryly: "It turned out to be Brother Xiao Twelve, the thirteenth pro-disciple of the Sword Pavilion!" Fortunately, fortunately! ”
Xiao Twelve said shyly: "No, no, I'm not called Xiao Twelve, I'm called Xiao Twelve!" ”
It turned out that he was wrong, and there was no word Lang behind him, so it wasn't that he hadn't finished speaking, which was very embarrassing.
Tang Ning arched his hand and said, "Brother Xiao, I am fortunate to be happy!" ”
Xiao Twelve pounced on the grass clippings on his body and said with a smile: "Come, it's too early, I haven't waited for Lord Tang, so I took a nap, let's, let Lord Tang laugh!" ”
Tang Ning smiled: "Brother Xiao is true temperament!" ”
Xiao Twelve said shyly: "Tang, it's good that Lord Tang doesn't care, I, I've always seen a living person, so I stutter." Let's see that Lord Tang is smiling! ”
Tang Ning smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, I believe we'll get acquainted soon." I have a feeling of familiarity with Brother Xiao at first sight. ”
Xiao Twelve was very happy when he heard this, his shyness improved a lot, and said with a smile: "Welcome Lord Tang to Donghai City, Lord Tang, please!" ”
The group left Linhaiyuan, and Tang Ning's originally nervous mood was no longer nervous all of a sudden, and the image of the Sword Pavilion collapsed in Tang Ning's heart.
(End of chapter)