Seiwa

After capturing Meng Guangxiao, Meng Qinghai and his son in Xingzhou Guard, Ji Gang and his party flew back to Beijing immediately.

Because Meng Qinghe had greeted him in advance, Meng Qingjiang was not on the arrest list.Because they are brothers with Meng Qinghai, they also had to go to Beijing with them.

"I know, the evidence is conclusive, and we live together again. How could it be possible that we don't know anything about it? It has nothing to do with it." A school lieutenant said to Ji Gang, "Even if Uncle Xing Ning passed the word, we can't..."

"Huh?" Ji Gang glanced coldly, and sneered, "I want you to teach me what I know to do?"

"Humble and dare not!"

"How about Uncle Xingning, you can put your beak on it?"

"Don't dare to be humble anymore!"

"I brought you on this errand to see if you have a wink. You have to know what to say and what not to say, what you can and cannot do."

"Thank you for your teaching!"

The captain's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and after saluting, he immediately withdrew.

Ji Gang didn't say much, and only told his subordinates to keep an eye on the father and son in the prison car, "Don't embarrass them before arriving in Beijing, and don't lack food and water."

"Yes!"

The captain and Lishi took orders, looked at Meng Guangxiao and Meng Qinghai in the prison car, and flicked their whips.

I can't think about it, I should have hit the wall and bit my tongue when I was in the shackle.If you don't have that ability, who will you show this half-dead look?

Meng Guangxiao sat blankly, not saying a word.

Meng Qinghai was leaning on the prison car, his hair was in a disheveled bun, his expression was sluggish, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes occasionally, no one knew what he was thinking.

There was also a carriage in the team, and Meng Qingjiang and Meng Qingyi were sitting on it.

When Meng Qingjiang saw the things found at home, he took the initiative to follow Ji Gang on the road.He believed that with Meng Qinghe around, he would be fine when he arrived in the capital.

Meng Qingyi took Meng Wang's letter and went to the capital to find Meng Qinghe.Now that he is back, his identity will eventually be revealed one day.He has canceled his household registration and cannot issue a guide.Following Ji Gang is the fastest way to enter Beijing.As for Meng Qingyi's real identity, before meeting Meng Qinghe, Meng Wang's family and Meng Qingjiang planned to keep it a secret.

Hearing that he was bringing a letter to Uncle Xingning, Ji Gang didn't ask any further questions, he just regarded him as an old servant and was happy to be a favor.

"Kuro, can you hold on?"

"No problem." Meng Qingyi coughed twice. The long-term life outside the Great Wall had completely destroyed his body. If it wasn't for his willpower, he would have died on the vast grassland like most of the border residents who were taken away by the Tartars.

"Be patient, we will soon arrive at the capital." Meng Qingjiang said in a low voice, "Everything will be fine when we see Twelve Lang."

Meng Qingyi nodded.

Meng Wang told him about the changes in the family over the years.Hearing that Meng Qinghe had abandoned his pen to join the army, followed Jin Shangjingnan, and was awarded the first-class uncle for his achievements in Conglong.

I am happy for Twelve Lang to succeed, but also feel sorry for him.

I haven't seen him in 11 years, but he still remembers his ninth brother?

At that time, Twelve Lang was only fourteen, but he was only half a child.

With his father gone, my starling and him not around, Meng Guangxiao's persecution, and his clan's disregard, how did Twelve Lang support his family?

After going to the frontier and going to the battlefield, how did you survive?

Meng Guangxiao, Meng Qinghai!

If it weren't for these two beasts, father and mother would have children and grandchildren around their knees, mynah and sister-in-law would not be separated forever, he and his wife should have both sons and daughters, and Twelve Lang should continue the imperial examination and get fame!

Now, everything is in vain.

Meng Qingyi leaned in the carriage, his back seemed even more hunched.

Meng Qingjiang wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to speak.He could only sigh, and flicked the whip fiercely, as if wanting to vent all his gloom.

A group of people are about to leave Yanzhou Mansion. At noon, they are still far away from the post station. Ji Gang ordered to rest by the roadside.

A wrestler with a water bag and two pancakes opened the door of the prison car, "Eat it!"

Taking advantage of the powerful man turning around, Meng Qinghai suddenly jumped up and bit his ear hard.

"what!"

With a scream, everyone was startled, and a small flag who was closer to him immediately rushed forward, and together with the general flag, they pulled Meng Qinghai away.

Lishi covered his missing ear, blood flowed from his fingers, and stared fiercely at Meng Qinghai who was pushed down, "I will kill you!"

"Kill, you kill! If you don't kill you, you are a coward, raised by my little mother!"

"you!"

Lushi's eyes were red, and he was about to move forward with a knife, but was held down by the captain's shoulders, his anger had nowhere to vent, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ji Gang came over and asked someone to take the wrestler aside for treatment, sneered, and stepped on Meng Qinghai's head.The soles of the boots were pressed hard, and soon, Meng Qinghai's face changed shape.

"Why, do you want to die?" Ji Gang moved his foot away and lowered his gaze, "It's not that easy!"

"Tongzhi, just let him go like this?" If Meng Qinghai died at this time, or died in the hands of Jin Yiwei, they would have no way to explain it when they returned to Beijing.

"Don't put on the shackles, gag your mouth, tie your hands and feet, and tie it to the prison cart." Ji Gang stared at Meng Qinghai, as if he was looking at a dead object, "Before arriving in Beijing, give half a bowl of water every day, and a piece of cake every two days. Let him die."

"Follow the order!"

The lieutenant should be straightforward, without the need for others, and personally led two wrestlers to do it.

Meng Qinghai was originally sitting in the prison car with his hands and feet tied up, and then tied up in the car. He couldn't sit down and stand up, and it was difficult for him to move.It's fine for a while, but after a long time, the hands and feet will soon become numb, and then the whole body will become stiff. The feeling is worse than being whipped.

Jin Yiwei's methods are just the tip of the iceberg.

The evidence was found, and the palace in the southwest was involved. If the emperor didn't say anything, the father and son could not die.Even if you only have one breath left, you have to live!

When they entered Beizhen Fusi, they would know that life is more uncomfortable than death if they offend someone who shouldn't be offended!

When dealing with Meng Qinghai, Meng Guangxiao remained in a daze, without making a sound or moving.

Ji Gang turned his head to look at the carriage, but there was no movement.Nodding his head, he ordered the team to continue their journey.

If he rushed back to Nanjing one day earlier and reported to the commander, he could do more.

He was certain that Meng Qinghai was a pawn who couldn't be younger, and such a pawn was the best breakthrough.Thinking of the two pieces of evidence in his arms, Ji Gang licked his lips, like a poisonous snake lurking in the grass, finally found its prey.

In mid-May, Ji Gang and his party finally arrived in Nanjing.

In the hall of Fusi in Jinyiwei North Town, Yang Duo was holding a white cloth towel and slowly wiping the long knife.

The black eyes are reflected on the sharp knife body, bottomless, seemingly without a trace of popularity.

Qianhu Li Shi strode into the hall, pressed the knife with one hand, and saluted: "Commander, Ji Tongzhi is back."

Yang Duo put down the cloth towel, raised the blade of the knife, and raised the corners of his mouth coldly, "According to the days, it's time to come back."

Li Qianhu knelt on the ground, not daring to vent his breath.

Recently, Commander Yang has become more and more unfathomable and elusive.The brothers in the Zhenfu Division, which one is not afraid all the time.

To be honest, the conductor was at best unpopular, and he really didn't do anything to the brothers in Fusi of Beizhen, that was the job of Fusi of Nanzhen.But from the same prefect to the school lieutenant Lishi, when he saw Commander Yang, he was still like a mouse seeing a cat, and his legs were weak.

Yang Duo put the knife back into its sheath, "Did you bring it back?"

"Ji Tongzhi brought the prison van into the city together."

"That's good."

"Can……"

"what?"

"And a carriage."

"carriage?"

Li Qianhu replied truthfully: "After entering the city, the carriage headed towards Xingning Bofu."

Xingningbo Mansion?

After pondering for a moment, Yang Duo said: "Let's press this matter for now, you go down first, and when you see Ji Gang, let him come to see me."

"Yes."

After exiting the second hall and walking seven or eight steps away, Li Qianhu dared to wipe his forehead.

Commanding this momentum is really getting more and more scary.

Before returning to Beizhen Fusi to return to his command, Ji Gang specially sent two Jinyi guards to send Meng Qingjiang and Meng Qingjiang to Xingningbo Mansion.

"Go and come back quickly. If uncle has anything to say, remember it clearly and report back."

"Follow the order!"

Originally, Meng Qingjiang was supposed to go to Jinyi Prison, but Ji Gang decided to let him and Meng Qingyi go to see Uncle Xingning together.Anyway, he has already arrived in the capital, with Xing Ningbo as a man, if he really has something to do with him, he will never cover it up.

On the contrary, by doing so, he sold a small favor.Today, there are not many opportunities for Uncle Xingning to owe favors.

Commander Yang knew about it, so he probably wouldn't blame him for making his own decisions.In this way, the repair cost of the Imperial Prison might be covered.

The carriage rushed to Xingning Bo's mansion, called to open the corner gate, and explained the purpose of coming, but was led directly to the next door Guogong's mansion by the door of the Bo's mansion.

"Uncle lives in the Duke's mansion, and discusses knowledge with Duke Ding."

Military generals to learn from each other?

If it is someone else, they will be sneered at.It's only natural for Xingning Bo and Ding Guogong.

Regardless of Xing Ningbo, Duke Dingguo's attack on the gentry and bureaucrats in the court was almost devastating, and he would continue to attack according to the situation.

"Twelve Lang, he..."

Meng Qingyi had doubts on his expression, and the Meng Wang family did not mention the friendship between Meng Qinghe and Shen Xuan to him.

But Meng Qingjiang knew that Twelve Lang had a good bus with Dingguo, so he got out of the carriage, followed the door and entered the gate of Dingguo's mansion.

With Jin Yiwei and Meng Wang's handwritten letter, there is no need to doubt their identities, and guards will report to the third hall immediately.

Just after drinking the medicine, Meng Qinghe obeyed the doctor's advice, leaned on the couch to read a book, heard the guard report that Meng Qingjiang was coming, and immediately got up, "Please hurry up."

Seeing Meng Qingyi who came in together, and hearing him call out "Twelve Lang", Meng Qinghe couldn't remember who this person was.Until Meng Qingjiang revealed Meng Qingyi's identity, he was instantly numb on the spot.

"Twelve Lang, I'm Brother Nine!"

Brother Nine?

Meng Qinghe twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, not knowing how to react.

Hug your head and cry?I really can't do it.

Although he regards the Meng Wang family as his relatives, the Meng Qingyi in front of him is really a stranger to him.

A man who had been dead for 11 years suddenly came back to life. If it hadn't been for Meng Qingjiang's words, he really wouldn't have believed that the half-hundred man in front of him would be his own brother.

Probably thought that Meng Qinghe was too surprised and didn't react for a while. Meng Qingjiang and Meng Qingyi didn't care about Meng Qinghe's indifference.

"It's been more than ten years, Twelve Lang thinks he doesn't recognize me anymore."

Meng Qinghe knew that he couldn't continue to stay on the tree, so he picked up the teapot himself, poured two cups of hot tea, and said, "Ninth brother, sit down first. The fourth cousin also sits down. I just saw the ninth brother for the first time, so happy... "

The words were dry, but Meng Qingyi's eyes were red.

Perhaps it was because of his blood nature, seeing his appearance, Meng Qinghe felt sour in his heart.

"Brother Jiu, how have you been living these years? Why didn't you come back earlier?"

Meng Qingyi rubbed his face hard, sighed, and recounted the incident of the death of his father and son. Although he had guessed what Meng Guangxiao and his son did, Meng Qinghe still gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Ninth brother, you have suffered!"

"Being able to come back, no amount of suffering is worth it!" Meng Qingyi said with red eyes, "It's just dad and starling, and even the bones can't be found."

"Brother Jiu, do you still remember the places you passed by?"

"Remember, remember everything!"

"After this incident, I will go to the place where my father and brother died together with my elder brother, and I will be able to find the bones of my father and my starling!"

"Hey!"

Meng Qingyi nodded heavily. Meng Qinghe's words seemed to clear away the thick fog above his head. No wonder Mother would tell him that Twelve Lang is different.If the bones of his father and elder brother can really be found, he will die immediately, and he is willing!

Seeing that Meng Qingyi's expression improved slightly, Meng Qinghe tried to ask: "Brother Jiu just said that there was a war in the grassland?"

"Yes, I was able to come back only because the Tartars were killed."

Seeing Meng Qinghe's intentional questioning, Meng Qingyi did not hide anything, and told all about how his tribe was wiped out by other tribes, how the victor had no time to share the spoils, and was slaughtered by the latecomers.

It's like praying mantis catching cicada and oriole behind.

Two battles took place one after another, but the final victor saw the belt and leather robe on the dead soldier, and suddenly withdrew quickly, leaving behind even the cattle, sheep and slaves, and Meng Qingyi managed to escape back.

For this reason, he also mixed in a small tribe that belonged to the Ming Dynasty, and the price was two daggers from the Tartars.

Speaking of the leader of this small tribe, Meng Qinghe had also met him, and it was Haha Chan who had paid tribute to the capital before.

"There are a lot of things like this. Since a few years ago, the grassland has been turbulent, and the struggle between the big and small tribes has never stopped. Last summer, the Tartars wanted to replace the new Khan, and the original Khan was driven away. The new Khan I heard it was some kind of clan that came from the north. There are those who are convinced and those who are not. They quarrel endlessly, and if there is no result, they will fight. ""The Khan who was driven away was Guilichi?"

"This, I really don't know." Meng Qingyi was able to tell the current situation of the grassland because his tribe originally belonged to Yesuntai.As the slave with the lowest status, he only knew the name of the tribe, and which tribe he was feuding with.

I don't know...

Meng Qinghe was a little disappointed.

Only by confirming whether Guilichi is alive or dead now, can we know whether what Qilegai and others in Wuliangha told him is the truth.

The tribe that took Meng Jiulang out of the Great Wall originally belonged to Yesuntai. He was married to Guilichi's family for generations, and he was Guilichi's hardcore. Unfortunately, he was killed by his subordinates, which was equivalent to cutting off Guilichi's arm.

Alutai and Guilichi, who are equally powerful, don't deal with it very much. According to Qi Liegai, he and Benya Shili, the former bald king of the nomadic Samarkand clan, often flirt with each other, and they are very supportive of Benya Shili. The meaning of Khan position.

Ma'er Hazan, who is slightly less powerful, is a fencer, basically leaning towards whichever side gives more benefits.

If Guilichi is still alive, the imperial court can take this opportunity to make a fuss.Tatar has already surrendered to Daming, and Guilichi has the golden seal and imperial edict bestowed by Emperor Yongle, anyone who dares to drive him away will be provoking Daming.

If Gui Lichi died, there would be more things to do.

After all, dead people don't know how to speak. Zhu Di has the final say on how Daming wants to "seek justice" for him and how he wants to play a righteous role.

Just like North Korea now.

Jin Yiwei brought back the letter of help from the King of Korea, no matter whether it was written by Li Fangyuan himself, or Li Rengui, who was under house arrest, took the opportunity to kill his son. The emperor said in front of the ministers that North Korea must be helped.

The son of Joseon who went to pay tribute to Nanjing was detained, and Meng Shan, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, quickly received an order to transfer troops.

Regardless of whether North Korea knew its mistakes and could correct them or stubbornly resisted, the Ming Dynasty must firmly develop the spirit of internationalism and maintain world peace.As for the ownership of the territory after the peace is maintained... In short, let's talk about the maintenance first.

After Meng Qingyi couldn't ask too many questions, Meng Qinghe called the guards and arranged for Meng Qingjiang and Meng Qingyi to rest in the guest room.

"Brother Jiu will stay here for the time being, and the matter of household registration will be handled by Brother Yu."

Meng Qingyi was exhausted after traveling for days.

Meng Qingjiang believed that Twelve Lang would not prevaricate him with words at will, so he stayed at ease.

The three seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they didn't mention Meng Guangxiao and Meng Qinghai.

"Aunt Six has been taken to Daning."

Meng Qinghe nodded and said, "Thank you fourth cousin for delivering the letter to the family. Ding Qianhu and Ma Qianhu will definitely take care of the fourth cousin's home."

After making arrangements for Meng Qingjiang and Meng Qingyi, it was already sunset.

Shen Xuan returned from the yamen, went back to the east chamber of the third hall, opened the door, and saw Meng Qinghe sitting at the table, reading the letter with his head propped up by candlelight.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Meng Qinghe raised his head and said with a smile, "Master Guo, you're back."

Shen Xuan stretched his eyebrows, stepped forward, leaned over and rubbed Meng Qinghe's forehead, supported the back of his neck with his big hand, and kissed his lips.

In the guest room, after eating and washing, Meng Qingyi lay on the couch, and suddenly asked, "Why doesn't Twelfth Lang live in the uncle's mansion, but the Duke's mansion?"

Meng Qingjiang was about to go back to his room, when he heard this, he stopped and scratched his head.

ask him?

Who did he ask?

It seems that since the beginning of the army, Twelve Lang lived in a tent with the Duke of the country, and no one thought it was wrong at that time.

From the looks of it, it seems that something is really not quite right?