Chapter 509: The troops return to the court

The fact that Pin'er was about to enter the martial arts school was spread a few days ago. The lieutenants also used jokes to see her daughter's school. In their opinion, women who go to martial arts are like martial artists writing poems, which is not doing their jobs. However, no one said anything. After all, Pin'er's ability is obvious to everyone; if two or three lieutenants are still not close to her, it is still unknown who laughs at whom.

Chen Ao was also considering it, and it was difficult to make up his mind for a moment. Although he believed that it would be a problem for Pin'er to enter the martial arts school, God knew what it would evolve into once this opening opened. A woman was not at all in the army. She could set up a rescue camp or a guard team. Thinking of this, Chen Ao was a little moved, and he thought of the scene where he brought dozens of beautiful women to patrol the camp in the future. It was really majestic. However, this idea was just fleeting. Not to mention anything else, those censors could scold him to death with spit. It was difficult for the wife of the family to explain. Most of the faces of the official family were not good-looking. It would be better for the rescue camp. Women were careful. It was not a man to treat the wounded. They were just a naughty daughter. In this era, would they be willing to turn into a nurse's sister to take care of the wounded?

While Shen Ao was wandering, Han Shizhong came to pay a visit mysteriously. The moon was dark and the wind was high. A big man suddenly flashed into Chen Ao's tent. Fortunately, Shen Ao had not taken off his clothes, but he was so scared that he couldn't help but lose goosebumps. He covered his clothes and shouted: "Han Shizhong, what are you going to do? Don't come over and stand there and talk."

"Sir..." Han Shizhong smiled embarrassedly, clasped his fists and finally stopped.

Chen Ao saw desire in Han Shizhong's eyes and felt a trembling heart. What about the guards? Where are the guards? Yes, the guards were originally dispatched by the Central Military Camp, and Han Shizhong is also the official of the Central Military Camp. He hooked his fingers and wanted to transfer the guards away easily. Chen Ao's eyes fell on Han Shizhong's strong lumbar muscles. Compared with him, he was really ashamed. If he resisted later, he would definitely suffer a loss. Oh my God, this is still a human being, even the imperial envoy dared...

"Sir, I can't sleep tonight..."

Chen Ao was furious: "What does it have to do with me if I can't sleep? Han Shizhong, you are so brave!"

Han Shizhong looked aggrieved: "Sir, please listen to me, please tell me, Miss Pin'er..."

What? Even Pin'er dared to fight, and Chen Ao slapped the table. At this time, he was really furious: "Come on whatever you want to do, come to me and let go of Pin'er!"

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Han Shizhong smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, the humble meaning of Miss Pin'er is to want to enter the martial arts school. She also happens to have a confidante. This woman's surname is Liang and her name is Hongyu. She is proficient in calligraphy and calligraphy. She has divine power and can hold a strong bow. She will hit every shot. The humble meaning of Ms. is whether Hongyu can also enter the camp..."

Chen Ao paused in surprise, then sat down slowly, his face calmed down suddenly, and he sighed in his heart. It turned out that he wanted to come to the back door. No wonder he was so mysterious, he must be afraid that people would see it.

Chen Ao said in a deep voice: "Why can you, a instructor, control the matter of a woman? I also have to consider this matter. Liang Hongyu, this person is very familiar with her. Okay, when you return to the middle of the capital, you just bring her to see her. Don't be bitter. I said that I am familiar with her, not because I have any indistinct to do with her, but because there are some seals... I don't have an impression, but because I have heard of her deeds from others."

Han Shizhong's face was very strange, and he said aiqi: "Sir... what did you hear?" Then he said frustrated: "Yes, Hongyu is indeed a camp prostitute, and her father is also a military officer. Later, he committed a crime and was injected into the army. When she and I were suppressing Fang La, what did anyone say?

Chen Ao then remembered that Liang Hongyu was really famous in history and was considered a rare female general in the Song Dynasty. He smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, you go down and rest. It's so late, I still have to sleep."

Han Shizhong hugged his fists and didn't tell himself before, and he was a little embarrassed. Nowadays, a man most of the time has taken into consideration the origin of a confidante and said, "Then the adults will take a break early. The army will set off to Beijing the next day, and then they will have to work hard."

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In the golden autumn of August, just after the fifteenth year, the joy of the city of Bianjing had not yet passed. Early in the morning, the imperial guards were dispatched. Six ministers and officials from the three provinces and five courts were all wearing dresses and waiting in front of Zhengde Gate under the leadership of the Minister of Rites.

Until the dawn was revealed, the palace gate was wide open, and after the door hole, the dragon chassis of the Tian family was lifted out. The officials shouted long live the dragon chassis, and the dragon chassis did not stay. They went straight to the north gate. The officials followed each other. Along the way, the imperial guards were three steps, one post, five steps, and one chasing was tightly guarded. The people on the street could not approach, but they also knew what day it was. They expected that the expedition's horse army would return to the court. Many people got up early in the morning to see the appearance of the triumphal army. Some people also heard that the official family would greet the city gate in person, and even the imperial platform of the northern city gate had been set up, so they were waiting for the official family to come over and wait. Although people now live in Bianjing, the heavenly face of the official family was hard to see. Although they had looked at the distance in the darkness during the New Year, they could not see it after all. Taking advantage of this skill today, they would also be very feasted.

More people were asked by their wives to tie a lucky bag when they went out, saying that they could get the immortal spirit of the emperor and bless the family with peace.

Wherever the dragon chasing passed, the streets were already crowded with people. Although the imperial road was already high, the spectators had their own way, following the alleys and rushing towards the north city with the crowd.

The dragon chasing the curtains, and the autumn wind blew, and the snow-white tent couldn't help but float. Zhao Ji sat on the comfortable cushion, occasionally lifting a corner of the curtain to look at the excitement outside, and was particularly excited. He was so happy that he liked to make a illusion of singing and dancing, even if he had nothing to do, he liked to make a illusion of singing and dancing, and the illusion of prosperity and prosperity came out. Now the victory was real. It took only less than half a year from sending troops to quelling the chaos. Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, it was enough to show off. Seeing the excited people following the dragon chassis far away, they felt a little satisfied. They lay comfortably on the soft couch that they were catching up with, and gradually became intoxicated with it as the dragon chassis resumed.

Although the northern city was lively, there were a group of imperial guards outside the city who secretly complained. They got up the earliest, and were woken up at midnight, protecting Zhao Heng and Cai Jing's soft sedan chairs, and rushed all night to welcome him at fifty miles north of the city.

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, it has been a remarkable standard for the ten-mile greetings. Fifty miles are beyond the scope of etiquette. However, as the will of the palace is said, it is difficult for anyone to stand up and say anything at this time. It is rare that everyone is happy and there is nothing to criticize.

But the two people sitting in the sedan chair had no joy at all. They sat in the sedan chair exhausted. Zhao Heng kept his face sternly and didn't even want to hum. As for Cai Jing, although he was still calm and clear-headed, he did not smile at all.

I silently arrived at a post pavilion. The general in front of me grabbed the horse, then rode the horse to Zhao Heng's sedan chair and whispered: "Your Highness, it's almost fifty miles away. Please get your highness off the sedan chair and take a break. Finally, I will teach you to get some water."

The person inside snorted coldly, but stopped talking. After a long time, he seemed to feel bored in the sedan chair, so he slowly came out of the sedan chair. Today, Zhao Heng was wearing a prince's dress, a seven-gold crown on his head, a jade belt, and a pair of long gold silk boots on his feet. He glanced at the guards around him and said, "No need to bring water, go and ask if Lord Cai is thirsty."

Cai Jing also came from the sedan chair, and was supported by a boss with a trembling tremblingly, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you are not thirsty, the old minister is not thirsty."

Zhao Heng finally squeezed out a little smile: "Mr. Cai, these fifty miles must be bumpy."

Cai Jing stroked his gray and thin beard and said indifferently: "It's not a question. It's really hard for the soldiers to go around for so many days and bleed outside. What's the point of walking fifty miles in a sedan chair? The old minister has already felt honored to be able to reward the soldiers from afar."

Zhao Heng cursed the old fox in his heart, but said with a smile: "Mr. Cai is right. Compared to them, our suffering is nothing. The memorial said that today will come and there is no trace yet. I am afraid that it will not be so soon. Come and send a scout to see it. Lord Cai, let's go to the pavilion to take a break."

After saying that, he helped Cai Jing to the shade of the post pavilion and let the guards set up defenses in the distance. Zhao Heng looked at the withered trees in the distance and sighed: "This trip, Shen Ao made military achievements again. When he returned to the court today, the momentum must be extraordinary. Look at the arrangements of his father today, I am afraid that even the prince will not have such a big show."

Cai Jing smiled faintly and said, "Yes, I am already at the center of my life. I have just passed the imperial examination when I was young."

Zhao Heng looked at Cai Jing and asked, "Did the Grand Master indulge him like this?"

"It's not worth indulging, but I can't suppress it. With his current momentum, even His Highness will be helpless?"

Although these two people have the same attitude, they are talking about falsehoods and can't find the entry point for common topics. Zhao Heng was young after all, and could not compare to Cai Jing's cultivation skills. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you ever thought that the moment Shen Ao ascended to the clouds was when the Taishi fell into the sea?"

Cai Jing smiled when he heard this: "I am old and to put it bluntly, one foot has stepped on the gate of hell. What do you care about this? It really doesn't work. At worst, you can just retire and take care of yourself. The prince must be careful."

This sentence hit Zhao Heng's weakness. Although Cai Jing still has a way out, it would be okay to retire with his means and connections.

But Zhao Heng is different, Zhao Heng has no way out.

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Chapter completed!