eldest son of Ming dynasty

Ma Rong's idea of ​​forming an army to conquer the west was really not a whim.

He has been brewing for a long time.

In fact, both the government and the public were doing things according to the emperor's wishes, and he was just one of them, he was just relatively bold.

Basically, it is in line with the saying that what is good at the top will be worse at the bottom.

And this trend is obvious.

Even Yang Yiqing is still taking the initiative to cause trouble for the Kazakh Khanate.

It is a prosperous time, when the country is great and the people are proud.

His martial arts skills are outstanding and his name will remain for thousands of years.

Emperor Zhengde is thirty-six years old and in his prime. Looking at all dynasties, this opportunity is rare.

But his idea was too bold. In order to convince the emperor, Ma Rong put a lot of thought into the horses he sent to the palace.

According to ordinary people's thinking, when giving a horse as a gift, the chosen horse must not only be strong, but also tall and mighty. It is best to be the kind of horse that sweats blood in history, which will make people fascinated at the first sight.

But on the grassland, the horses most suitable for fighting are short.

Therefore, Genghis Khan, the genius of the generation, may not be as powerful as we imagined when riding on a horse.

Because the average height of a Mongolian horse is only about 1.2 to 1.3 meters, which is equivalent to a primary school student. The scene when riding on it...

But the Mongolian cavalry relied on this kind of war horse to sweep across the Eurasian continent.

The reason is that although the Mongolian horse is short in size, its appearance is not good.

Although it is short but strong, to put it bluntly, it has a stable bottom plate and will not fall easily.

Furthermore, Mongolian horses have a gentle temperament, a strong body, and thick fur that can withstand the cold. Moreover, due to the harsh growth environment, they are more hardworking and hardworking.

With a little training, this kind of horse can be very brave and brave in the field.

Because Ma Rong has Mongolian cavalry under his command, he has a very clear understanding of the use and breeding methods of Mongolian horses.

From Hetao to Beijing, the autumn weather was crisp and cloudless.

Passing by the inn along the way, most of the people who saw their military uniforms stayed far away.

However, when he arrived at Tai'an Yi in Shanxi Province that day, Ma Rong was about to take a rest, but there was a sudden noise outside. A group of people were noisy and it was very chaotic.

Before Ma Rong could ask, a capable soldier had already arrived at the door, "Master, there is a drunkard outside, shouting. My subordinates will drive him away now."

"Oh."

Ma Rong waved his hand nonchalantly.

At the same time, someone outside shouted, "The general died in a hundred battles and returned without knowing you!"

Ma Rong frowned.

The soldier at the door also cursed secretly, "I'll go right away."

"and many more."

Ma Rong stopped him, and then he came out of the back room, stood under the eaves of the second floor and looked down, and sure enough he saw an old man with a beard shaking his head.

"Where does this person come from?"

The soldier on the side replied: "It is said that he is a local madman. He is angry because of his unsatisfactory career. He often shouts in the middle of the night. He is the most unpleasant. But for some reason he came here tonight."

Ma Rong's eyes were fixed on this person's face,

In the moonlight, he could tell that the man was about fifty years old, but he couldn't see the specific appearance. He only felt that he was short in stature, and his hands in particular were like those of a child.

"My lord, please forgive me. Young men, we will drag him away now." These were the young officials at the inn. They were very afraid that they might cause disaster due to their negligence.

"...The road was so bumpy and helpless when we came here, but in the end we couldn't understand the meaning of people's hearts."

"Just drive him away." Ma Rong turned back.

"Yes Yes Yes."

He said that a group of people went down, picked up sticks and tried to drive them away.

The Kuangsheng frowned, "My lord, do you want your wishes to come true?"

Ma Rong had already stepped into the room with one foot. When he heard this, he pinched his waist, showing a little annoyed.

He couldn't sleep either, "Let him come and see what medicine he sells in his gourd!"

"Master!" The soldiers were excited.

"You guys are standing guard at the edge. He's alone. What are you afraid of?"

……

When this mad man came into the house, he first showed off two large bowls of water.

Ma Rong had other things on his mind and really had no patience. "If you don't explain your purpose, I will kill you."

The old man shook his little hand, "The general has been killing for many years, but he doesn't say a word and only uses his momentum to intimidate others. This little guy, as brave as a bean, will be frightened."

"Do you know who I am?"

"The general is so high, but the villain is as humble as an ox or a horse. How can he know the general?"

"Somebody come!"

boom!

Several soldiers broke in through the door.

Ma Rong's patience was running out, "Drag this maniac who is making nonsense and talking nonsense out and behead him!"

"Yes!" "Hey, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't." The old man was really panicked. He was used to showing off to others, but he never thought that all these Ming generals were so arrogant and angry.

"General, General, I really have something to say." His arms were held up on both sides, and this guy started talking like he was pouring beans. "If your guess is correct, I think the general is the martial arts master of Governor Hetao?"

"Wait a minute." Seeing that he had hit the mark, Ma Rong asked, "How did you tell?"

"The little old man recognized Shuofang's soldiers and horses from his accent, and the general's imposing manner made him right. In this way, the general brought so many troops and horses to give them away."

"good."

"But the Mongolian horse is short and ugly, so it is really not a good choice to give as a gift. Aren't you afraid that the general will be disrespectful if the gift is not successful?"

"Making unreasonable remarks about an important official of the imperial court is enough reason to kill someone."

The crazy man straightened his clothes, cupped his hands and said: "Uncle martial arts, the second brother's surname is Xuan, his name is Lu, and he has the title of civil servant. It's a pity that he has wasted most of his life, unable to achieve high or low, only his mouth is disobedient. I risk my life to see you today. General, one is seeking fame, and the other is seeking profit. If he fails, he will just die.

Xuan was also good at facial recognition. Although it was the first time they met, he knew that Uncle Wu Gong was depressed and couldn't get what he wanted. If you like it, you might as well ask Xuan to make suggestions. "

"You?" The tone was very suspicious.

"I only have a few words, it's not urgent. How about listening?"

Ma Rong said: "Guess again, if you guess correctly, I won't kill you and let you continue talking."

Xuan Lu immediately frowned. There are traces of what he said before, but if you really want to guess the person's specific thoughts, you have to read the mind. "The martial arts uncle should kill the villain."

"You have some courage. Let me give you a hint, it's those Mongolian horses."

"Who do you want to give it to, Uncle Martial Arts Master?"

Ma Rong said nothing.

can not say.

But this proclamation did have some exquisite thoughts. It cannot be said that it gave him a certain understanding, "The martial arts uncle wants to give such a horse, not just for its appearance, but for its meaning. I think it is to show off his ability to leap and fly." Whip, and the desire to achieve success. But being depressed and bored means that this ambition must be unattainable."

Ma Rong waved his hand and told the other soldiers to retreat.

To be able to talk to this extent, he knew that this person was still somewhat skilled in human relations.

"go on."

The old man took control of the situation and started to be very happy again, "It is said that Ma Rong, the martial arts uncle, is brave and good at fighting and loyal. When I saw him today, it turned out that he is a true warrior despite his great reputation. The martial arts uncle sent Ma Mingzhi, and this ambition must be to open up the border. Expanding the soil. It is indeed fascinating to have the wolf live in Xu and drink from the vast sea of ​​horses. But today, His Majesty has great ambitions to carry on the past and open up the future. The martial arts uncle is in line with the emperor's wishes, so how can he be so gloomy? "

"You have to think carefully. After hearing this answer, you can't leave. If you have the ability, then do some writing and painting work. If you don't have the ability, there is still a shortage of people in the camp to raise horses. At your age, in this life, It can only be Bi Mawen."

"Three-legged cat's kung fu is used to wander the world. If he is defeated, he has no choice but to accept his fate."

"Okay." Ma Rong stretched out his forearm and waved, "You guys can go out."

Seeing that he looks a bit like a master,

Ma Rong was ready to say a few words to him. If it works, take it and use it. If it doesn't work, throw it away.

It's time to have some fun on this boring moonlit night.

"To tell you the truth, what I, the general, want to expand the territory is to remove the shackles of food and grass supplies, learn the Mongolian fighting methods, feed war with war, run rampant in the grasslands, and lay a great foundation for our Ming Dynasty." At this point. , was naturally high-spirited, but his tone soon weakened, "However, many people do not support this idea, and they all say that today I will never agree to this request. Maybe you can think of why?"

Xuanlu frowned, tilted his head and said: "General, this is a way to die. You must not do it."

"Do you think this general will die in battle?"

"No. Over the past thousands of years, there have been so many extremely smart people. Not to mention the previous dynasties, even our Ming Dynasty has produced famous generals in large numbers. Why doesn't anyone want to be like the generals, riding Mongolian horses and using Mongolian military tactics? Do they? Don’t you know it’s too difficult to send troops from the Central Plains to supply supplies?”

Xuan Lu had to show some real skills. "Fighting wars with no expense to the treasury." When these words came out of the general's mouth, the villain naturally believed that the general was dedicated to the country. But these eight words clearly contained the idea of ​​enclosing territories. I mean, if you say it, you will be exempted from death and you will not be able to escape the punishment of living. If you really ask the general to do it, then there will be only death."

Ma Rong said solemnly, "Even a country madman thinks so."

"The general fought from 50,000 to 100,000, and from 100,000 to 200,000. The Mongolian grasslands were all surrendered under the iron hooves of the general, and there was no need for support from the treasury. By that time, no matter who is sitting on the throne, , will kill the general."

"But what if I insist on doing this?"

"Why? Why do you still go there knowing it's a dead end?" Xuan Lu asked.

Ma Rongdao: "How can the emperor's generation of saints not have generals with great achievements? How many brothers have buried their bones in the mountains for the sake of the family and the country in the past twenty years. Am I a person who cherishes my life? Besides, I have exchanged my life for the glory of the country. This is It’s a good deal.”

Xuan Lu never thought that there was such a person in the world, "The public has a fearless spirit! The villain admires it!!"

"I'm just afraid that the emperor won't agree."

"If the general is really like this, I have a way to ensure that the general's wishes come true."

"How to say?"

"General, have you read "The Map of Ten Thousand Kingdoms" by Bowang Hou?"

Ma Rong was curious, "Have you, a country person like you, seen it?"

"The imperial court issued a large number of copies, and within two months it had already spread all over the country. In addition, there are so many people traveling from north to south in the post station. After borrowing it once or twice, it has been memorized by heart."

"I have also seen it. I said that the world is huge and there are so many countries. It is really amazing."

Xuan Lu said: "Bo Wanghou's discovery this time is no less than the imperial court's discovery of the Silver Mountain in Japan. It doesn't take much thought to determine that there must be no unified understanding of how to face this new world within and outside the DPRK.

The general must seize this opportunity and strongly support anyone who believes that the Ming Dynasty needs to expand externally.

As long as this general direction is established, someone will naturally need to leap westward, and the general becomes the best choice.

The world has no owner, and those who can live in it have been a truth since ancient times. "

Use the biography of Bowang Hou Jingyang?

Ma Rong's eyes lit up. To be honest, he really didn't expect it before.

"Okay, from today on, you can follow me."