"You are there! You are right, I'm just waiting for you here."

After saying that, the man took out a small roll of paper from his arms.

"Chen Qixin, a native of Huai'an, is 28 years old this year. He has made a special trip to Beijing to make a statement, 'I want to stop the subject, filial and honest, and stop the decisive and honest, and be appointed as the general, and hold a ceremony to promote the throne and promote the hub, so that he can control the officials.' The emperor pleases him and specially grants the official department to the ministers and inspect all officials."

The young man felt a little frightened. How did they know about his old sesame and bad luck?

"He lived in Huai'an for a long time and often praised himself as the Marquis of Huaiyin. He was agile and good at using a geese-feathered sword. He never left his body with a large bow of two stones. He was able to stand high above the temple with a martial arts body and was able to inspect all officials. This is a rare thing since the founding of the Ming Dynasty."

"It's a pity that since the Song Dynasty and even the Ming Dynasty, all have respected civil officials and despised warriors. You can only see the beauty of heaven after kneeling outside the palace for a day. This is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes. If you apply to go out to lead troops at this time, with the trust of the emperor, and now you are the deputy general, it is not impossible for the general to be a general."

"It's a pity that the profit is unconscious. You have been happy to accept the position of the minister and stay in the temple. You have no achievements. How can you stand firm? Wouldn't you hear about Di Qing's incident in the previous dynasty?"

"Last year, you resigned from your post angrily under the attacks of your colleagues. Since then, you have been traveling around the world and have been here in this wasteland for ten days. In the past ten days, you will drink the stream when you are thirsty, and you will hunt and fill your hunger..."

"Okay!", the young man was furious when he heard this, "Wait for you to follow me?"

"Hahaha," the man laughed to the sky, "That's your honor. I'm going to tell you that in the Gyeonggi area, we have all the information about civil and military officials above the seventh rank. With your reputation, I would not have fallen into the eyes of Dahan. Unexpectedly, Dahan told me to pay attention to you after seeing your name and deeds."

"He knows me?" The man felt that it was inappropriate as soon as he said that he lived in the north of the Mo River. How could he know such a small person? It was mostly caused by the Ming Dynasty's emotional governance system. Unexpectedly, this person is currently nominally the commander of the Ming Dynasty, the commander of the Nurgan Dushi, and his hand has reached the capital area.

After returning to this matter, you must report it to the emperor!

"But I quit my job voluntarily and left. Now even the emperor doesn't know where I am."

When he thought of the emperor who was alone under the dim oil lamp in the deep palace, who was alone and could not be worse than himself, his eyes couldn't help but become wet.

"No, I will report the situation here even if I try my best to death!"

It turned out that he was Chen Qixin, the martial arts scholar in Huai'an. He had mentioned the above-mentioned Emperor Chongzhen, who was criticized for the three major problems and was favored by the emperor and appointed as the minister of the official department.

Unfortunately, it is easy to write a letter and become an official. It is extremely difficult to do a career. In recent years, he started to argue with reason and made generous speeches. Not long after, he was attacked by his colleagues. A year later, he remained silent in the court.

A year ago, he was falsely accused by his colleagues and was sent to prison. He did not want to suffer humiliation and torture in the prison of the Jinyiwei. On the first day he entered, he found a way to escape. He was the first person who escaped from the Jinyiwei prison with his own abilities since the founding of the Ming Dynasty!

With this, Chen Qixin can be famous in history. Unfortunately, he was born as a warrior after all. Even if he had a high position in the official department, no one wrote a book for him, and he was in the end.

"This place is deserted, why are you doing such dirty actions, intimidating and stopping them from entering?"

There was still some doubt in my heart. Chen Qixin suppressed the sudden resentment in his heart and asked the man loudly.

"Oh? From your perspective, who should own this place?"

"Hmph! This place is where the Three Guards of the Dangyan set up by the Ming Dynasty are located, and they belong to the Ming Dynasty!"

"Haha, you have some truths, but unfortunately I heard that the commander of the Three Guards Subudi is now Prince Heshuozhong of the Qing Dynasty. His three sons, one is Dorobel and the other is Gushan Beizi. The father and son all have married in-laws with the Qing Dynasty, and they are like the same family."

"This...", the debate is not Chen Qixin's specialty, "You Hanhai Country is so powerful, why do you directly occupy this place and pretend to be a ghost?"

The man pulled off the black cloth on his face, revealing a fair and strong face. He was indeed the general who guarded Shangdu New City in Hanhai Kingdom. The Doral tribe on the east bank of the Erguna River, also known as Uheenduli of the Khitan tribe, was named Xiao Alin, the one who called the "God of Death" by the locals.

Xiao Alin smiled and said, "This is a plot by the great Han Dynasty. How can I let me know? Anyway, it is outside the pass, not the territory of the Ming Dynasty. What we are dealing with is the Mongols and Qing people."

Chen Qixin had no choice but to occupy this place, most of the Ming Dynasty could not defend it. Even if it was guarded outside the wall, it might be another Shanhaiguan and another place to absorb the Ming Dynasty's treasury.

He thought of: "This man is so strong that with thirty-six cavalry, he can traverse such a vast place, so that the Mongols who were as good as tigers and wolves, the Jurchens dare not step beyond the line. Compared with the two, the Ming Dynasty is so weak!"

After figuring out these things, he didn't want to move forward any further. He decided to fight for the danger of another prison and report to the emperor what he had seen during his travels over the years. Whether the emperor would accept it or not is his business, and that his loyalty is his business.

"Goodbye!"

He turned his horse's head and prepared to head south along the bank of the Luan River.

"Stop!" Unexpectedly, Xiao Alin had no intention of letting him leave at all, and all the bows and arrows in the hands of the thirty-six people were raised.

Chen Qixin had ignored it, but then he thought, "This person is a general who guards Shangdu in Hanhai Country. He is usually majestic and kills countless people. He is a general with Nikan with a few masters. He has countless souls under his command. How can he let himself, an outsider, leave calmly?"

"Well, just follow them and just see this inexplicable vast sea country."

Chen Qixin did not retreat but advanced, rode his horse across the Luan River and rushed to the official road on the north bank. Seeing this, Xiao Alin also showed some admiration in his eyes.

Thirty-seven cavalry ran west along the Luan River. Along the way, Xiao Alin gave Chen Qixin a serving of whatever he ate and drank. Chen Qixin was unceremonious and refused everyone.

I was speechless all the way, and finally walked out of the Luan River two days later, and a large area of ​​grassland appeared in front of me!

Along the way, Chen Qixin was also observing carefully. Along the way, he saw many spies from Hanhai Kingdom hidden in the mountains. It turned out that although this place was unowned, Hanhai Kingdom had already included this place under his jurisdiction in his heart.

Then why not move the tribes and farmers come to farm and farm?

It was February, and there was still a cold and bleak scene near Shangdu, but the herds still drove the cattle and sheep out. When they thought that this place was once the Chahar, the headquarters of the Mongolian Khan Tiger Dun Rabbit, the foundation of the Ming people, commonly known as the "fried flower" tribe, Chen Qixin couldn't help but feel a little bit of energy.

He firmly remembered the number of tents, herders, cattle, sheep, horses, and mountains and rivers that he encountered on the road. When he arrived at Shangdu New City two days later, he sighed faintly.

"It is said that the outside world is cold and the poverty of herders is even worse than that of the farmers in the Central Plains. Along the way, what they saw, the furnishings in the tents, the expressions of the herdsmen, and the children's conditions were completely different from the hardships that were deeply exploited by tribal chiefs. Instead, they were all a scene of singing and dancing to achieve peace."

"Are all the previous books saying fake? Or are the situations of herders who are near Shangdu City?"

On the way, he saw that some farmland was originally mixed with it, but now all of them were growing on grass. He was a little surprised and asked Xiao Alin.

"Haha, I will not know about this, but this place is barren, and can only grow grass and shrubs. The gains of farming are not worth the cost. According to my Khan, there are many places suitable for farming in my Dahanhai Country, why bother with these pastures?"

Chen Qixin curled his lips in his heart, "I guess he was afraid that there would be more Han farmers here, and it would become a convenient place for all parties to spy on information. He abolished arable land and still focused on pasture land. He was still fighting the idea of ​​using superior cavalry to suppress the Ming Dynasty and Mongolian tribes!"

Although I thought so in my heart, I nodded frequently.

Soon, their group arrived at Shangdu New City.

When they arrived at Shangdu New City, it was sunset, and under the reflection of the sunset, a big city stood on the grassland.

The tall and majestic gray city walls, the black tiles on the city gate tower, the dense women's walls, the enemy tower, and the faint sound of bells and drums from the city made Chen Qixin feel like a dream and seemed to have returned to Huaian.

That doesn't count.

On the west side of the city, there is a large tent. At first glance, there are at least thousands of white tents, all inlaid with animal fur. There is also a circle of village walls around the tent, and there is also a hope building around the village walls.

"This Xiao Alin is a cavalryman, and most of the cavalry in Shangdu are here."

Sure enough, Xiao Alin brought Chen Qixin to a huge white tent. The tent covers about half an acre of area, and is made of waterproof tung oil on three layers of cotton cloth. Each layer has golden lace on the periphery. A flag with red background and golden pattern on the roof of the tent roars in the wind.

"Flying dragon on the left, tiger on the right, musket in the middle"

When she was about three feet away from the tent, Xiao Alin and the thirty-six people suddenly knelt down on one knee and said, "Shank you, Xiao Alin, the commander of Shangdu, fulfilled his mission, come and report!"

Chen Qixin was shocked. Nikan was actually here. He couldn't help but feel at a loss. After a while, he leaned forward slightly and clasped his fists. Even so, he was particularly prominent among the crowd of kneeling.

"flutter"

I saw a curtain of the big tent lifting up and several people walked out of it.

The man in the middle was about thirty years old, with short beards, handsome face, a smile on his lips, a big black Mongolian hat, and a long knife hanging around his waist.

There were two people standing behind the man, one of whom was about twenties, and the other was about thirty years old. He looked like a civil servant in his dress and had a pale face.

When the man saw the scene in front of him, he was startled and said in a flash: "Get up."

When Xiao Alin and others stood up, the man said to Chen Qixin: "You are the former minister of the Ming Dynasty, Chen Qixin, the martial arts scholar."

"Who are you……"

"Bold!" The thick young man behind the man suddenly shouted, his voice seemed to have a northwest accent, but the man waved his hand, "It's okay."
Chapter completed!