Bright Spring

He had already calculated that among the founding heroes who followed the Taizu to conquer the country, only the Xu family was the most prominent.However, the "Battle of Jingnan" was re-ranked, and the old ministers of the Yan Palace are the most trusted nobles in recent years and in the future; moreover, Duke Wei of the Xu family chose the wrong person in the "Battle of Jingnan", and Xu Zengshou also died. The family is in decline.

The three generals of "Jing Nan", Zhang Fu's fathers Zhang Yu and Zhu Neng passed away one after another. Zhu Neng's son Zhu Yong Xijue was only a teenager, so he must not be able to do great things; Qiu Fu is old, and everyone knows that he supports the King of Han of.If Zhang Furuo becomes the new Duke of Jin, and then makes military exploits for the current Holy Majesty, his family will definitely overwhelm all the officials!

Zhang Fu walked for a while, then turned his head to Huang Zhong and said, "Call that outsider Qian or something..."

"Qian Xun." Huang Zhong said.

Zhang Fudao: "Qian Xun! I'm tied up and given to the people from Beijing, and escorted back to Beijing to be dealt with by the Holy Majesty!"

Huang Zhong clasped his fists and said, "Decree!" He then asked, "Marshal, Qian Xun still has dozens of guards, what should we do?"

"All the soldiers are released!" Zhang Fu waved his hand.

... In front of Zhaobi outside the Xingyuan, Qian Xun's legs were trembling and his teeth were clenched tightly.It's not that he's afraid, anyone standing on the ground for two hours won't be able to sustain it.As time passed little by little, Qian Xun's heart became colder and colder, and he already felt that this trip might not be effective.After all, if Zhang Furuo had the slightest sincerity, why did he let Hanwang Chang Shihang stand here for two hours?

Sure enough, a few soldiers with ropes were waiting!They approached very casually, put the rope around Qian Xun's body without grabbing him.

"What?" Qian Xun stared.

No one spoke to him.

Qian Xun said loudly: "Marshal Zhang, Marshal! Please meet me, I only need a stick of incense! Marshal..."

"Shut up!" one of the generals cursed, "It's useless for you to break your throat. If there is no order from the commander-in-chief, how dare we tie you up?"

Qian Xun finally stopped yelling, his two foreheads were bulging, and he raised his head and said: "The lower officials are incompetent, they have humiliated their mission..." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards the screen wall in front of him, his head Straight to the stone.

Unexpectedly, a sergeant reacted very quickly, stretched out his foot and tripped, Qian Xun kicked it and fell staggeringly to the ground.Several sergeants rushed forward, hurriedly held him down, and tied him up with ropes.

Chapter 382 The Smell of Parting

After the tenth day of September, it is the middle of the month.The army in Yunnan has not yet been fully assembled, but Zhu Gaoxu's headquarters of 4000 people are ready.He can lead this army to go first.

Mu Sheng's army of 7000 people is mainly the guard army near Dali Mansion, and will complete the rectification in Dali Mansion City. After Mu Sheng arrives in Dali, he can go north from the West Road.

The rest of the army is rushing to Kunming city one after another. Together with the guards of the royal palace who stayed behind, the total strength of infantry and cavalry is about 2000.Sheng Yong will lead the main force of this army, plus more than 1000 cavalry from Ping An, and the two will defend Kunming City and even the entire Yunnan Chief Envoy.

The weather in Kunming City is fine and the sun is very bright.

Zhu Gaoxu accompanied Guo Wei and the other three for a rare walk in the garden behind the front palace.He felt that his affairs in Kunming had probably been settled, so he was waiting to leave.When I think about it, there are still many trivial things that I haven't done, such as saying goodbye to Mu Zhen and Shen Xu, which must be considered trivial compared to military affairs.

You can only write a farewell letter, which saves time.If they meet each other, Zhu Gaoxu will have to leave the mansion after all, the etiquette and pleasantries will disappear after a long time.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu finally admired his newly built palace for several years, the antique and gorgeous buildings, and the garden scenery decorated with mountains, rivers, plants and trees.He felt the splendor, wealth, comfort and gentleness in it, and even watched the corners carefully, just like he would carefully appreciate and caress the corners of the women's bodies around him.

As they walked, they said some good words of exhortation and blessing to each other.Even though Zhu Gaoxu is very close to each of them, but when they stay together, they have to pay attention to their appearance, words and deeds, and it is inconvenient to say a lot of things.

At this moment, the sun gradually disappeared, and the sky suddenly began to rain.Zhu Gaoxu looked up and said, "This season, it rarely rains."

Everyone hurried to a pavilion by the pool to hide from the rain.

Outside the pavilion is a road paved with bricks and stones, which was scalded by the sun just now.Suddenly the raindrops poured onto the bricks and stones, Zhu Gaoxu smelled a very special smell, he turned his head and said, "Have you smelled it?"

Guo Wei and the others nodded.

After being confirmed by others, Zhu Gaoxu confirmed that there was indeed a smell, and there was nothing wrong with it.Very familiar, he returned to the distant summer in a trance, the millet drying on the stone dam was hit by heavy rain, and people were busy harvesting grain, this is the smell!There is nothing wrong with it.

He sighed subconsciously: "The memory of smell is really deep..."

At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu saw the tendons in Guo Wei's hands tense, pinching her own wrist.He was slightly surprised, bent down to look at her face, saw that her eyes were red, and tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Yao Ji and Du Qianrui beside them also showed sadness and remained silent.

Zhu Gaoxu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect his casual words to make them cry.Perhaps Guo Wei and others misunderstood what he meant, thinking that this was the smell of parting.

Sure enough, Guo Wei's voice choked up and said, "When will the prince leave?"

Zhu Gaoxu said: "The sooner the better, the decision now is the morning after tomorrow." He stepped forward, patted Guo Wei's shoulder lightly, and said nicely, "Okay, okay, we will meet again soon. "

Guo Wei didn't say a word, her chest heaved and she took a long breath, as if she was forcibly enduring her anger when she was very angry.Zhu Gaoxu glanced at her wrist, she had pinched her wrist, showing a few fingerprints.

He couldn't understand exactly why the woman treated him like this.Even if it is a couple, or someone very close, how can they fully understand each other?

This situation reminded Zhu Gaoxu of Duan Xuehen from last night.She didn't come today because of a bruise on her face.At a certain moment, Duan Xue hated Zhu Gaoxu to slap her hard and strangle her neck with a belt.For this request, Zhu Gaoxu was very confused. He also knew that there would be some strange games in later generations, but he had never discovered that Duan Xuehen had this hobby before.How did she become like this?

In any case, Zhu Gaoxu felt a lot of sadness in private during this expedition.Maybe because of late autumn?As the words say: Since ancient times, there has been a lot of love and sorrow for parting, and it is even more desolate for the Qingqiu Festival.

However, this time Zhu Gaoxu didn't say a word, so as not to make Guo Wei and the others even more upset.

The rain did not fall heavily, and the surface of the small pool was rough, becoming like frosted glass.Zhu Gaoxu bent down, picked among the small stones on the ground, and picked up a flat stone.

He turned sideways and threw the small stone across the water, and the stone jumped out of the water.He seemed to be measuring the width of the pool.This kind of game is also very familiar to him, he did not know how many times he played it when he was a child.

In fact, Zhu Gaoxu is a person who loves life very much, he is not a war fanatic at all, starting a war is not what he wants.

...the morning after the rain is very refreshing.The drums on the tower of Duanlimen rang together, and the sound of horseshoes and drums rumbled together, beating the whole world.

The Concubine Han Wang, who was dressed in burlap, and other family members stood beside the gatehouse, bowing to the street in the palace, and there were tears on their faces.Zhu Gaoxu, who was wearing heavy armor and riding on a war horse, looked sideways, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.But he immediately made an angry expression and shouted: "Revenge for the king, punish crimes and rebels!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison, and the momentum seemed to spread throughout the city.

The white flags, the white cloths tied on countless helmets, seemed to have snowed, and the crowd was full of killing spirit.Armored swordsmen and filial cloth fluttered and rushed out of the palace.

Zhu Gaoxu led nearly [-] guards and guards, and rushed out of the east city along the main street in the city.Mr. Li from the Governor's Mansion led all the officials, Sheng Yongping and other generals to bid farewell outside the city gate.After Zhu Gaoxu said goodbye to his colleagues, he looked up and found that Mu Zhen and Shen Xu were on the tower, silently watching each other.Mu Zhen is from the Mu Mansion, so it is very convenient to be in Kunming City.

Zhu Gaoxu clasped his fists to the top of the city tower, patted his horse and led the soldiers to the main road.

A large group of cavalry traveled east along the official road, and ran for a while before catching up with the army that had set off earlier.

The road out of Kunming City is relatively spacious. There is a wooden and stone archway on the main road. Four rows of infantry are passing under the archway.The army in front is like a long dragon, whose head is far away. More than 3 people marched together, and the battle was also very large.

"Crack, click..." Footsteps from far and near with different rhythms resounded across the road, and everyone walked slowly; but it was not easy to maintain this speed for two or three hours a day.

Sometimes there was a distant blast of military music, but most of the time there was only footsteps and drums, and not even drums.

From today on, such a boring sound and such a scene will be the situation Zhu Gaoxu is most familiar with.The Ming Dynasty had a vast territory, and most of the content of the war was just marching.

From Kunming City to the border of the Qujing Military and Civilian Mansion, the station cities along the road have been ordered by the Han Dynasty to provide food and fodder supplies;In addition, the Hanwang army only carried firearms such as bowl-mouth guns and no heavy weapons such as Hongwu cannons on long-distance marches. Such a march could probably cover more than 50 miles a day.

In the past ten years, Zhu Gaoxu has gradually discovered that the distance of two miles at this time is probably slightly longer than one kilometer, so the daily marching speed in Yunnan is more than 25 kilometers.

If you encounter a big city in the future and need to siege the city, of course you can't temporarily cast heavy artillery. The Han Dynasty Governor's Mansion has found some people who can make return artillery. By then, the siege can only return to the level of the Yuan Dynasty...

Once the army arrives at the capital of Guizhou, the terrain and military situation will be more complicated, and they must also carry a large amount of supplies.According to experience, Zhu Gaoxu's troops can only travel forty miles a day at most.

Zhu Gaoxu was going to attack the capital of Sichuan, and he had to walk at least [-] miles along the Usada-Luzhou Road to reach Luzhou before he reached the main battlefield.If the road is particularly smooth, it will take at least mid-October to arrive.

Forward Qu Neng will send letters back from time to time, sometimes every day, and sometimes only one letter every ten days.When Qu Neng wrote his last letter, Usawei had already been occupied.