Unparalleled Concubine - v2 Chapter 1152

   Chapter 1152 Destiny is in the Miao!

The land of Jiangbei was captured by Ye Mao’s grandfather from Beizhou. Since then, the two generations of the Ye family have devoted their entire lives to the northern border. General Ye Mingye, who liked to read since childhood, even worked in the north. A general for almost twenty years.

   For the Ye family, how can Jiangbei Wulu not be re-occupied by those Xianbei people.

What makes the current Chen Guogong grit his teeth is that in the fourth year of Yuanzhao, the Xianbei people attacked Jimen Pass on a large scale. The army was almost dead and wounded, and the city of Jizhou, which the Ye family had been running for decades, also became an empty city.

  This huge hatred has always been recorded in Ye Mao’s heart, and his heart was thinking that he wanted to recover all the accounts of the Zhenbei Army from the Xianbei people.

   It was also for this reason that Ye Mao, who had not been very studious since childhood, rushed into the Shenji Camp with his still injured body, and stayed for more than three months.

   After hearing Li Xin’s words, the tall man trembled with excitement. He took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then bowed his head deeply to Li Xin: “Last General…Follow the orders of the Governor!”

Li Xin patted him on the shoulder and continued: “This time you go to the north, don’t rush out to deal with the Xianbei people, you must first reintegrate the Zhenbei Army, firearms, no matter how powerful they are. It is said that it is auxiliary, but it is these Zhenbei troops who are really going to fight.”

“The four Zhechong houses that He Xiong brought over are nominally just to support Jizhou. Most of these Gyeonggi Imperial Army are children near the capital. If they are forced to stay in the northern border, I am afraid that He Xiong will not be able to hold back, so they I can lend it to you to fight, but I can’t stay in Jizhou for you to be the Zhenbei Army, and re-establishing the Zhenbei Army with a strength of 100,000 is the top priority.”

Having said that, Li Xin took out a document from his sleeve, handed it to Ye Mao, and said, “This is a document from the Grand Governor’s Office. You should rest for a day or two when you go back today, and then take this document to the house. The Ministry wants money and food.”

“When you’re ready, I’ll let the Qian Shenji Camp follow you north. You’ve been in the Shenji Camp for so long. How and when should these people use it? I don’t need to teach you, you yourself Think about it slowly.”

Ye Mao coughed, and said a little embarrassedly: “Captain, among the soldiers of the Thousand God Machine Battalion, can you give me some veterans of the original Southwest Weapons Battalion, although I am staying in the God Machine Battalion? It’s been a few months, but after all, I haven’t actually fought…”

When the Southwest Army attacked the capital, the Ningzhou Arms Battalion was almost dead and wounded, with less than 300 people left, and the Hanzhou Army’s firearms battalion was only 1,344. After the Southwest Army entered Beijing, Li Xin integrated these more than 1,000 people as the backbone of the Shenji Battalion, and then recruited relatively young soldiers from the army to fill the Shenji Battalion. These veterans of the Southwest Arms Battalion naturally became the instructors of those recruits. .

   Today, the number of Shenji Battalion has expanded to 6,000 people, of which only 1,000 are veterans of the original Southwest Arms Battalion. All of them are precious and precious.

  Li Xin was silent for a while, then said slowly: “Fifty for you.”

   “One hundred.”

   Ye Mao said with a smile: “Uncle Master, it’s useless for you to keep them in the capital. Why don’t you go to Northern Xinjiang with me and make contributions to the country.”

  Li Xin shook his head helplessly: “Forget it, there are only one hundred, but these people are precious, you have to protect them as much as possible…”

   “Uncle, don’t worry.”

   Ye Mao patted his chest and said, “It’s really a fight, I rush in front of them, if I don’t die, they won’t die!”

  Li Xin shook his head: “I promised Master Ye to take care of you, you can’t die.”

  After he paused, he continued: “You are going north this time, you know everything else yourself, I only ask you one thing.”

   “Please enlighten me, Uncle Shi.”

“Even if the Zhenbei Army has firearms, they will only have one chance to face the Xianbei Ministry. They must be beaten and hurt once, and these Xianbei people can be honest. According to my opinion, try to be patient. If there is no particularly suitable opportunity , may wish to wait a moment.”

  Li Xin’s voice was low: “The battlefield is changing rapidly. What I say now is useless. At that time, it will be up to you to decide how to fight. I will not interfere with you.”

After saying this, Li Xin, who was originally serious, showed a smile on his face: “Master Ye told me before his death that you are eight-pointed like him. This time, they can fight until they dare not enter the customs for 20 years.”

  Nomads are a particularly difficult point to deal with. If you can’t beat them, they will bully you. If you beat them, they will run away.

  Even if some monarchs with great talent and shrewdness try to completely exterminate a certain nomadic people or drive them out of the northern border, in a few decades, another nomadic people will appear in this land to the north, and the cycle will repeat.

  The nomads in another world fell in love with the Central Plains Dynasty and killed each other for two or three thousand years, until…the emergence of automatic weapons.

   Ye Mao was excited when he heard the words, he bowed his head deeply to Li Xin, and said solemnly: “Master, don’t worry, I know what to do.”

   Having said that, he turned around and got off the carriage, and was about to go home to prepare for the trip north.

Li Xin lifted the curtain of the car, smiled at his back, and said, “When you get to the north, tell Senior Brother Ye for me that if there is nothing to do in Jizhou, just come back to the capital, and say that I have left him a place in the imperial court. Good location.”

  Ye Lin was instructed to intercept Chong Wu and ran back and forth on both sides. After Chong Wu decided to return to Yunzhou, he followed Chong Wu to the north. Now he and He Siong are stationed at Jimen Pass.

   Ye Mao stopped, turned around and smiled at Li Xin honestly: “I will definitely bring the message to Fourth Uncle.”

  …

Because Ye Mao wanted to go north to reorganize the Zhenbei Army, the Ministry of Household had no choice but to allocate a large amount of money and grain to Ye Mao to recruit new soldiers in the northern Xinjiang. One thousand people were selected from the Shenji Camp and went north happily.

   At the same time, a big event happened in the capital.

  Yushi Tai, who served Yushi Zhou from the hall of the seventh grade, claimed that he had found an auspicious auspiciousness in the backyard of his house in the main hall of Weiyang Palace, and he would bring it to the court and present it to the emperor.

Most of the censors in the Censor Terrace have extremely powerful real power. Naturally, the Censor Zhongcheng, the doctor of the censorship, needless to say. The censors and the master book are all positions of coughing to scare away the civil and military officials. Only the errand of the censor in the palace , with some exceptions.

The main responsibility of this position is that when the emperor ascends to court, they stand on both sides, staring at the civil and military officials in the palace, picketing some who are not serious, or say that their clothes are not neat, their hair is not correct, etc., which is equivalent to the Weiyang Palace. “Disciplinary Committee”.

   This errand looks majestic, but it is not very useful. It is easy to offend people if you don’t get oil and water. Because he is dressed in black, he is often dubbed “black dog” by civil and military officials.

   Even the eighth-rank supervisory censors who are even lower than them in the censor’s desk can inspect the place and show off their power in the place, which is much better than the errand of the censor in this hall.

Zhou Youyi has been in this position for five years. He is 40 years old this year, and he is really fed up with this job, but he is a fellow jinshi who was born in the third class, and he has no backing, so he can enter the censor’s desk. It was a fluke, if nothing else happened, he would stop at the position of the imperial censor in the palace for the rest of his life.

   Therefore, he wanted to change his life against the sky.

   So, this censor from the seventh rank actually discovered that a snow-white Ganoderma lucidum had grown in his backyard. Ganoderma lucidum grew so fast that it gradually grew to the size of an adult head.

   Ganoderma lucidum is not unusual, what is strange is that this piece of white ganoderma grows, and since it has grown some natural handwriting!

   When Ganoderma lucidum grows, the handwriting on it is gradually clear, and it can be vaguely recognized as four seal characters.

   “The destiny is in the seedlings!”

  Miao, the son of wood.

   (end of this chapter)