Chapter 210 guests
"What do Mr. Yan feels about what he saw and heard in Kaifeng for more than a month?"
The elegant room on the second floor of Tianxiang Restaurant is next to the window. The elegant room is unique and quiet, and outside the window is a bustling street like flowing water, with a great difference inside and outside.
Mr. Zhang sat opposite Yan Ermei. On the table in front of him was a small red clay stove, with a purple clay teapot on the stove, and the water in the pot was still boiling.
Yan Ermei held a tea bowl and looked at the prosperity outside the window, her eyes were a little confused.
"A day comes, and vitality is like a tree in early spring and a bud in the mud." He sighed slightly, "I have no ability to govern the country because of my martial arts."
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "You see the trees in early spring and the buds of spring mud. I see the gathering of energy and the dragon and tiger, and the fortune is predictable, which is amazing."
He took a sip of tea, looked out the window bustling, and said, "He occupied the Central Plains and occupied Henan. He gathered refugees to work for relief, repaired cities and opened up wastelands. Although he didn't know what it was for the land reclamation at this time, his actions were well-organized. The governor of the grain transport have all been punished. Now that the business in the city has gradually recovered, the people are gradually at peace, and the general situation has been settled. The only one who is the Ming Dynasty is the one who is the one who is the Ming Dynasty."
Master Zhang paused and said, "Look at the millions of Dingkous in Kaifeng, they did not see any hunger or coldness since they entered the control of the army. It can be seen that their methods are powerful. The one in the capital is far from comparable."
Yan Ermei was silent.
After a moment, he said, "If this continues, it will take less than a few months. Henan in the Central Plains will no longer be in the Ming Dynasty. Everyone thinks of Ying, who still remembers the Zhu family? It is a pity that the emperor of the capital has turned his head white with diligence, and the officials from all over the country are lying to disobey the flies. Is the country about to perish?"
"The country is about to perish." Zhang Shaoshi gave him a positive answer: "There is constant in heaven, and it is not to perish Yao, nor to perish Jie. Since the Ming Dynasty expelled the Tartars from Hongwu, the people's hearts have been dispersed. The change of dynasties is a fixed number of humanity, and the dynasties should be changed. I am happy to hear and see - it is not the Tartars who are in power, but it is a blessing for the Xia people."
But he turned around and asked, "I wonder if Governor Shi has been making any movement in the past month?"
Yan Ermei shook her head: "I have never sent anyone to inquire." She said as she said, "I'm afraid she's still waiting for the imperial edict?"
Zhang Shaoshi laughed: "Where is the one in the capital who has spare energy? This year, Liaodong is fighting, losing territory for thousands of miles, losing soldiers and generals. The Central Plains is fighting, and also losing territory for thousands of miles, losing soldiers and generals. The national treasury is empty, and all officials are in full swing. Where can I have half the strength in the Ming Dynasty?"
He said again: "Not to mention the remaining strength, it is difficult to recover a little bit of strength. Neither this person nor the Liaodong Tartars will give him the opportunity or time. Look, this person will definitely send troops next year, but I don't know whether to fight north or south."
Yan Ermei heard this and said, "It's probably going south? After all, the north is orthodox. If I were the Ying clan, I would definitely let the north be in a fire with the Tartars, watch the fire from the other side of the river. After the battle is almost done, I will send troops north and set the trip in one fell swoop."
Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "You are afraid you have underestimated this person."
Yan Ermei said: "It's not to underestimate it. After all, the Tartars are not weak. If they can be weakened with the capital, they can also reduce their worries and troubles."
Zhang Shaoshi said: "Since that's the case, you and I might as well make a bet, how about it?"
"Betting?" Yan Ermei was surprised: "Betting this?"
Mr. Zhang said: "The Lord of Henan is not in Kaifeng recently, but he always wants to come back. I plan to visit Yi2. Can Mr. Yan join me or ask in person?"
At this moment, a noise came from outside the window. The two of them looked at each other and saw a team of mighty troops armed with golden helmets and golden armors, surrounded by a majestic young man in brocade robes passing through the street.
As if he sensed the look, the young man in the brocade robe on the horse looked up here. The power came over, both Mr. Zhang and Yan Ermei felt his breathing stagnation and were shocked.
When the mighty team of troops passed by, the two sat down again and looked at each other, and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"Just as he was talking, I saw it unexpectedly."
Yan Ermei laughed silently after a moment: "It's really extraordinary, it looks like a hero."
Mr. Zhang was still silent.
He was a monk, and he saw more than Yan Ermei. Ying Yi just walked by the horse. Although his breath was peaceful, in his eyes, he was like a sea and could not see the edge at first glance. It was mysterious and profound. Especially because of his luck all over his body, it had almost turned into a blue-purple color, in the shape of a dragon, and there was a flying dragon in the sky!
That glance even suppressed him, the monk, to breathe.
That is not just the word "magnanimity" to describe, but it also means that this person is an absolute strong man, and even the aura of his father Zhang Tianshi is not as good as that of him.
"Walk."
Master Zhang suddenly stood up and walked out.
Yan Ermei hurriedly followed: "I'll go visit?"
Mr. Zhang refused to speak.
Ying Yi walked across the main street of Kaifeng and rode his horse slowly. Seeing that the people's livelihood gradually recovered, he felt very satisfied. The bustling people and the shops on both sides were all happy.
He led a hundred-man guards, all wearing new armor, armed to the teeth, and everywhere he passed, the people exclaimed. Many people pointed and didn't know who Ying Yi was. Only after anyone who knew it pointed it out, did he realize that he was the lord of Henan.
The people even bowed to the ground, shouting to the lord, showing gratitude.
Ying Yi only had a sense of accomplishment, but nothing was proud of. Those who sit in the world must be responsible for the world. This is what he shoulders, his job, and nothing to say. It is the right thing to do.
Moreover, it is far from enough at the moment. It has not achieved the atmosphere that Ying Yi should have in his mind, so it still needs to be worked hard.
When I returned to Ying Mansion, I met Wang Yisheng first. I asked about Kaifeng during this period, and then went to the backyard, and there was a faint sound of resentment and crying until the sunset stopped.
But he was also hungry - the Crescent Valley has not smelled meat for nearly two months, and Ying Yi has been restrained.
As soon as I came out of my heart, I realized that someone had been waiting for more than two hours.
He released his demand here, and the servants did not dare to disturb him, so they had to leave the guests aside.
Ying Yi laughed: "Take me to see the guests."
When he arrived outside the hall, Wang Yisheng was guarding him. When he saw Ying Yi coming, he hurriedly came up and whispered: "Lord, it is the Young Master of Longhu Mountain."
"Sister Master?"
Ying Yi was stunned.
"Shao Tianshi." Wang Yishengdao.
Ying Yi suddenly realized, waved his hand, and walked straight inward, but he was thinking in his heart: Why did this young master from Longhu Mountain come to Kaifeng to see him Ying Yi?
After a few steps, I saw two people serving tea.
Ying Yi smiled and said, "I don't know that it was the young master who came here, so he was negligent, forgive his sins and forgive his sins."
When Master Zhang and Yan Ermei saw Ying Yi coming in, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They came in a hurry before, but only after they arrived. Ying Yi had just returned and had to deal with it, and they might not have time to see them.
Now that I see it, I naturally feel much more relaxed.
The two stood up and saluted together.
Mr. Zhang said: "I have met the Lord of Henan in the mountains and wild places."
Yan Ermei said: "Yan Ermei has met Lord Ying."
Ying Yi returned the tribute and smiled and said, "Sit down, don't be polite."
Chapter completed!