Chapter 151 Liaodong Secret

Chapter 151 Liaodong Secret

Chapter 151 Liaodong Secret
Geng Bingwen's face was solemn. As he listened to the shouts from the front scouts, his eyes became more and more empty:

"Mei Yi? Is he also working for His Majesty?"

Guo Ying sneered and shook his head:

"No, he was killing people to silence them. Some people from Dingliao Youwei, Jinzhouwei, and Liaoyang Zhongwei died inexplicably. He was the one who did it."

"What did you find out?" Geng Bingwen, Marquis of Changxing, was shocked and his hands at his sides moved back and forth.

Guo Ying did not answer, but talked about other things in a flat voice:
"In the 15th year of Hongwu, Mei Sizu died of illness after following Ying Guogong to pacify Yunnan.
At that time, His Majesty had already intended to replace the old with the new, and did not intend to let Mei Yi inherit his title.

I want to know who spoke to help Mei Yi, allowing him to inherit the title and come to Liaodong. "

Guo Ying was granted the title after the death of Guo Xing, the Duke of Shan, in the 17th year of Hongwu.
Geng Bingwen was already a hereditary marquis in the third year of Hongwu, and was undoubtedly one of the powerful factions in the Ming army, in charge of Shaanxi affairs.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Guo Xing and Geng Bingwen served under General Xu Da, pacified Shaanxi, and served in the Qin Palace together.

So Guo Ying and Geng Bingwen have worked together for more than 20 years and can be considered good friends.

Mei Sizu died in the 15th year of Hongwu. At that time, Guo Ying was still in Yunnan handling the affairs of the Dusi.
I don't know what's happening at the highest level of the court.
Unless you go that far, you will never know the inside story.

Geng Bingwen was silent for a moment, his face extremely solemn. After a long while, he spoke in a deep voice:
"Knowing too much will do you no good."

Wuding Hou Guo Ying turned his body to the side, his face solemn:
“You are one year older than me, and I always regard you as my elder brother, but this matter is of great importance. If we don’t figure things out, we will all be in trouble.

Don’t let all the old brothers be implicated because of one person.”

After a long silence, Geng Bingwen looked gloomy and sighed:

"It's a Korean prince."

Wuding Hou Guo Ying clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"I found a letter from Hu Weiyong in Liaodong, which was sent to Korea through Liaodong.
When I started to get to the bottom of this, people on the line started dying.”

Geng Bingwen, the Marquis of Changxing, looked normal, with not even a trace of emotion in his eyes. Guo Ying was somewhat surprised:
"You know about this?"

Geng Bingwen shook his head and said, "Among the documents and letters sealed by the Northern Yuan Dynasty, several letters from Hu Weiyong were also found, but I don't know what the contents are."

"There are also in Beiyuan?"

Guo Ying's face was full of astonishment. In an instant, he understood many things and his breathing became more rapid.

"Does he really want to rebel?"

"Some methods can be done without, but they cannot be absent." Marquis Changxing didn't know what to say, so he could only answer this way.

Guo Ying's expression changed back and forth, and he looked at Geng Bingwen:
"I call you brother, but please tell me the truth, whether anyone is investigating Lord Hanguo."

Geng Bingwen nodded, then shook his head:
"I don't know, but I think they are checking.
The lieutenant general of the Central Army, Jiang Li, was a member of the Imperial Guard. After the general sealed the books and documents of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, he led people to investigate. Even I was not allowed to approach them, but Jiang Li is dead now. "

Guo Ying's face changed drastically!

"Dead? Who did it? Where's the letter?"

Geng Bingwen shook his head:
"Zhao Yong had some dealings with Hu Weiyong back then. The people who stayed behind that day were Yu Tongyuan and him. I suspect they were the ones who did it.

But Jiang Li’s death is not important, the letter is still in the general’s hands.”

Guo Ying was obviously relieved. Although he felt heavy-hearted, some of his doubts were answered, which made him feel very good.

"That's good. The central army should be more vigilant. This is a matter of life and death, so it's inevitable that some people will take desperate measures.
After the Duke of Song and the Duke of Ying retreated, we still needed the general to protect us from the wind and rain."

Geng Bingwen looked at the training ground ahead with a slightly empty gaze.

Many soldiers there could no longer hold on and hurried to the side to drink salt water.

Lu Yunyi, who was at the top, was still full of energy. He shouted and jumped back and forth.

"Don't worry, the general must have noticed something.
New soldiers were recruited in Bui'erhai, and Jiang Li was no longer in charge of the security of the camp. "

Hearing this, Guo Ying showed surprise on his face, then understood, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"It seems that once those letters are found, Jiang Li's mission will be over, and the general will also separate from him."

"I thought so too. The general should have realized that Jiang Li was your Majesty's man.
As soon as the war was over, he was thrown aside.

Although Jiang Li was an insignificant person, the way he died deserves our attention. "

"Are you saying that someone is hiding someone who is controlling the grassland captives? Using the grassland people to kill Jiang Li?"

Guo Ying's eyes flickered. After nearly twenty years of court struggle, this method was the most direct and appropriate.

Geng Bingwen, Marquis of Changxing, nodded:
"I thought so too, but after checking, I found that there were too many people who withheld food and wages.

The people who actually did the action all died at the hands of Yu Tongyuan, so it was extremely difficult to investigate, almost impossible.

Jiang Li's men almost dug up the horse farm and the prisoner-of-war camp from top to bottom, but they didn't find anything strange. "

"Then there is no need to check again. Since this power can be used once, it can be used a second time.

We just need to wait for the person behind the scenes to surface. We don’t need to worry about this matter.”

Guo Ying smiled, looked at Geng Bingwen's still flushed face, and turned his head slightly:
"Let's go. I have some stewed black chicken and ginseng sent by the front army. I think it's good stuff. Let's go and drink some."

Geng Bingwen looked surprised, but after thinking it over, he shook his head:

"I am not feeling well. You drink it."

"Wine can cure all diseases. The military doctors have said that only when you are in a good mood can you be healthy. I am happy drinking. Let's go for a walk."

Guo Ying was tall and strong. He grabbed one of Geng Bingwen's thin arms and pulled him towards the central military camp.

"Don't pull me, I can walk by myself, Guo Ying! You are too strong, let go."

The two of them walked away, pulling each other.

Several bodyguards followed behind, looking at each other.

The morning drill was completed, and the front scout camp was filled with wailing.
After a few days of rest, they started to train hard again, and they felt like their bodies were not their own.

Even if there is delicious black chicken soup and stewed mutton in front of you,

They were too weak to stand up and could only keep sniffing the fragrance in the air.

Lu Yunyi was wearing armor and walking on the training ground, with his long sword in his hand constantly hitting the bodies of the fallen soldiers.
"Get up, get up. You can't rest after training. Get up and walk slowly to get food.

After dinner, the soldiers relaxed their muscles.
I have specially prepared equipment for you to ensure that your legs and hands will not ache the next day and you can continue to practice."

Lu Yunyi held a homemade fascia knife in his other hand.

He commissioned military craftsmen to make these swords using damaged long swords, and there are only a few hundred of them.

When his words reached the soldiers' ears, some of them felt a darkness before their eyes and simply closed their eyes.

"Hurry up, hurry up. We have training in the afternoon. If you don't eat at noon, you will be hungry in the afternoon. Don't cry."

Hearing this, the soldiers wailed, crawled to their feet, and rushed to the food placed on the side.

Soon, the soldiers finished their meal with satisfied expressions.
I sat lazily by the wooden fence of the camp enclosure, enjoying the warmth in the air.

But not long after, they could hear faint wailing in their ears, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

The soldiers suddenly opened their eyes and vigilantly grabbed the long swords beside them.

On one side of the camp, there were already more than ten tents connected together.
The curtains were drawn back, revealing a huge, long, narrow white cloth.

At this moment, more than a hundred soldiers were lying there.

Their clothes were soaked, their muscles were tense from training,
Sweat flowed down his cheeks and neck, dripping onto the linen cloth and being absorbed instantly, leaving behind dark marks.

At this moment, they were like fish on a chopping board, with their backs to the sky, their hands firmly grasping the ground, their heads raised high, and veins on their foreheads exposed! !

Behind them, a soldier held down their thighs, and another soldier held a fascia knife and scraped them.
It can be seen that there is some fear in the soldiers' eyes about this thing that can make them scream miserably.

They were all colleagues, and some of them still had visible scars on their bodies.

He could endure being hacked by swords and stabbed by arrows on the battlefield, but now he was defeated by such a small piece of iron.

"what!!!!!"

The shrill wails sounded one after another, and seemed to be contagious. More than a hundred soldiers began to shout and scream, exerting force with their hands and gasping for breath, hoping to escape from this place!

The fascia knife cuts the tight muscles and fascia, causing excruciating pain.

Their faces were distorted, their mouths were opened to abnormal sizes, and their eyes were bloodshot.

Lu Yunyi walked back and forth in front of them, constantly comforting them:

"Don't worry, this is good stuff. It can help you relax your muscles. We'll have another one after the afternoon drill."

Whether it was out of comfort or torture, the soldiers' shouting became louder.

Some soldiers who had hurried over to check the situation began to retreat one after another, hiding behind their colleagues and swallowing their saliva.
Lu Yunyi turned around, squinted his eyes and looked at the soldiers who kept retreating, and reminded them:
"No one can escape. This is for your own good.

We will be setting out for battle the day after tomorrow, and your bodies must adapt to the fatigue. If you fall ill on horseback, I will show you how I will deal with you."

Are we going to set off the day after tomorrow?

The soldier's eyes suddenly lit up!
The retreating steps stopped and took a step forward. One soldier bravely asked:

"Sir, is it true? Please don't deceive us."

Lu Yunyi smiled, revealing a row of white teeth:

"Of course, when have I ever lied to you?"

"Sir, where are we going to fight?" another soldier asked.

Lu Yunyi shook his head: "I can't reveal it for now, but don't worry,
I can guarantee that this battle will yield great results, and you will all receive a lot of rewards."

After hearing this, all the soldiers came over with excited expressions.

"This battle is a long-distance raid, day and night.

You have rested for many days. It is inevitable that you will not be able to adapt to the climate and water when you set out in a hurry, so you must adapt to fatigue and do not die on the battlefield."

Lu Yunyi felt very sorry for these elite soldiers.

If nothing unexpected happens, these people will be the foundation for him to go to Daning.

After he said this, the soldiers dragged their tired bodies over and waited quietly by the side.

In the army, those who have made great contributions are the most important. Whoever can lead the soldiers to victory will be believed by others.

Seeing them start to line up obediently,

Lu Yunyi breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the side of the military tent and sat down, took out a wild ginseng from his arms,

He showed some hesitation, but finally took a big bite.

The military doctor said that he had overworked, and that it was better to eat more nourishing foods than warm ones, so he should eat more nourishing foods and let his body make up for the deficiency on its own.

Lu Yunyi didn’t know whether it would be useful or not, but he just ate it first.

There were several people lying in a mess in the military tent. They were the sons of powerful officials, led by Xu Zengshou.

They seemed to have their bodies hollowed out, with lifeless eyes, staring blankly at the roof of the military tent.

Anyone in the front army's scout unit can leave, but they are the only ones who are ordered to be transferred by the central army headquarters, and they cannot leave until the battle is over.

Lu Yunyi finished eating the wild ginseng, and picked up a handful of dried apricots. While eating, he looked down:
"Xu Zengshou, how do you feel?"

Xu Zengshou, who was lying on Guo Quan's legs, turned his head, and his dull eyes gradually regained some liveliness, but not much.

"I want to go back to Beijing."

Lu Yunyi almost couldn't hold back his smile:

"Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best.

If you want to excel in the army, you must train hard. The family tradition of your Xu family cannot be ruined in your hands."

"Let the eldest brother inherit the family tradition."

Xu Zengshou thought that he liked joining the army and fighting in battles. The scene of more than ten thousand people charging was terrifying and fascinating.

But he didn't like training. He felt numb all over and his body didn't seem to belong to him.
"I also have an older brother." Guo Quan said this for no reason, his eyes dull.

"It is better to rely on yourself than to ask others for help. It is better to have your own ability than to have your own ability.
Since the general has handed you over to me, it is impossible to get military merit for nothing!"

Lu Yunyi looked at the soldiers standing over there and ordered:
"Someone, drag these bastards over here and give them some time to relax."

More than a dozen soldiers in the front row rushed over and dragged them over.
The children of the rich and powerful cried and shouted, with fear on their faces.

Time passed slowly, and the afternoon drill soon ended. The soldiers were still crying and shouting as they were dragged away to relax.
With such training, the food must also be kept up.
Lu Yunyi specifically asked the quartermaster for ten dead cows to stew beef in the evening.

The fragrance spreads far away
Lu Yunyi did not eat in the army, but hurried home.

The concierge, Lao Zhang, was waiting at the door early, looking around.
Seeing him come back, a smile immediately broke out on his old face and he hurried to greet him.

"Master, you are back. You were not at home on the first day of your marriage. Madam was angry."

"Where is Wanyi? Is she angry?" Lu Yunyi asked as he walked.

"The madam is angry, how can the young madam be angry?" The doorman, Old Zhang, had a strange look on his face.

Entering the courtyard, Qiu He, who had been waiting at the main hall entrance, smiled like a peach blossom and cried out in surprise:

"Master, you're back!"

Then, a girl in a yellow skirt stuck her head out and slowly walked over.

Her originally fair cheeks suddenly turned red and she whispered "husband".

"I have to take care of military affairs, so I can't be home these few days. I hope you can forgive me."

Liu Wanyi's face turned even redder, and she whispered:
"My husband, what are you talking about? My husband has done great service in military affairs, and I should be happy for him."

Lu Yunyi smiled, took off the head armor and handed it to Qiu He.

"Husband, please come and eat quickly. Father and mother are waiting anxiously."

"it is good."

During the meal, the group of three people changed to four people.

Lu Yunyi felt a little strange, as if some different emotions were growing.

In less than half an hour, they were full of food and drink.
After Lu Yunyi quickly washed up, he returned to his room and took a large gift list from his mother.

Lu Yunyi placed the gift list on the table and waved to Liu Wanyi who was making tea:
"Wanyi, come quickly and see how much money we earned yesterday."

Liu Wanyi was somewhat moved, and walked over with a teacup and teapot, and spoke softly:
"Husband, have some tea. I'll go get some hot water for you to soak your feet. You must be tired after a day of training."

Without waiting for Lu Yunyi to speak, Liu Wanyi walked out quickly, so he had to look at the gift list himself.

When the gift list was opened, the one at the top was the great general Lan Yu, who owned a five-story mansion in Yingtian!
It was actually true. Lu Yunyi's breathing quickened.

The building area of ​​a house with five courtyards is at least 3,000 square meters, and the land area is even larger, maybe 5,000 square meters.

Moreover, this was a reward from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the General, so there is no need to elaborate on its specifications and decoration!
The most important thing is that it is near the imperial city, where every inch of land is valuable.

Lu Yunyi's eyes were a little red, he was not sure how much this house cost.

The Lu family's current house has two entrances. It was bought for thirty taels. If it were in Yingtian, it would probably cost three hundred taels.
After five entries, Lu Yunyi had no idea how much money he had.

A house with five courtyards in Yingtian usually represents status and cannot be measured by money.

At this time, Liu Wanyi came in with a basin of hot water. Lu Yunyi's eyes lit up and he asked:

"Madam, do you know how much money a five-story house costs in Yingtian?"

(End of this chapter)