The Tatar army came in a threatening manner and left in a miserable and anxious manner. Boyan's tribe suffered the heaviest damage. Their direct line of descent was either dead or wounded, almost half of them were lost. Boyan had originally expected that Huo Xi would make a fuss over the fact that there was no one to receive them in Datong. Unexpectedly, not only did Huo Xi not utter a word of complaint, he even helped Boyan transport the wounded soldiers. He also took the initiative to deliver the slaughtered warhorses into frozen meat and offered it to Boyan's tribe and other tribes. He also volunteered to cover the rear.
His behavior made Boyan rather depressed. Commander and deputy commander Yang Yiqing and Wang Shouren were of the same opinion. Although the Tatars had suffered a great defeat, they should not pursue them relentlessly. However, most of the Tatars were wounded, the troops did not have any rations. If they put on a formation of heavy pursuit to force them to retreat quickly, not allowing them to withdraw leisurely, the number of casualties due to injuries and starvation would increase exponentially.
Therefore, Yang Yiqing sent out several armies that were separated by several li and coordinated with each other. If they caught up with the small remnant troops, they would eat them up. If they encountered the main Tatars force, they would put on a stance of encirclement, forcing the Tatars to flee day and night to the desert in a world of ice and snow. Along the way, starving corpses could be seen everywhere. Their injuries could not be recuperated or treated, and as a result the Tatars who lost their lives could be seen everywhere.
The city of Datong was filled with joyous songs. There were gentry and celebrities who held banquets to entertain the garrison's high-ranking military officers. The Acting Prince's mansion held banquets to entertain the various reinforcements. The high-ranking military officers who had meritorious service in battle held banquets to each other. The common people held banquets to celebrate. Restaurants big and small were packed with people.
The ultimate target of all these celebrations was naturally the current Emperor. However, ever since the young Emperor returned to the city that day, he had received the congratulations of the Acting Prince and various officials at the Inspector-General's yamen. After returning to the courier house, he had shut himself in and refused to go out. He even refused the Acting Prince's personal invitation to a banquet. Who else was more qualified to invite the Emperor to a banquet?
Even if the Emperor didn't come, he had to let the Emperor know of his intentions. Therefore, the three favorite officials, Yang Ling, Zhang Yong, and Miao Kui, became the representatives of the Emperor. They had to leave early and return late, and only returned after they had drunk Cao Cao into a red-faced Guan Gong.
Yang Ling's reputation in the military had always been pretty good, and he did not put on the airs of an imperial envoy. During the banquets and banquets, he would often humbly ask for advice on his battle formation skills and the situation of the Tatar army, giving these high-ranking military officers, who were mostly uneducated, a rare opportunity to satisfy their vanity in front of their superiors, so they had an extremely good impression of Yang Ling.
Yang Ling also learned many things from the mouths of these old generals who had guarded the border for many years. In particular, he had a good understanding of these high-ranking military officers' personalities and temperaments. When he sent out troops to conquer the desert in the future, he would at least have a good idea of the high-ranking military officers he could use. It could be said that he had benefited greatly.
It was evening when Yang Ling rushed back to the courier house. Today, the banquet was held to welcome him with the three town commanders, led by Du Renguo. During the war, their troops had been stationed at the pass on the front line of Datong. Now that the siege of Datong had been lifted, the two commanders would soon return to their respective towns, so they held a banquet to entertain the patrolling imperial envoy.
They were interested in befriending this popular man in front of the Emperor, the Governor of the Inner Works. After the banquet ended, they each sent over a hundred personal soldiers to escort him back to the courier house. In the past, only the Minister of War, the old general Liu Daxia, could afford to receive such a grand welcome.
When Yang Ling arrived at the front of the fu, he politely greeted the three commanders of the commanders' personal soldiers before turning back to the courier house. Once he entered the gate of the courier house, he quickened his pace and headed straight for the back hall. Lifting the curtain, a delicate fragrance mixed with the strong smell of medicine wafted into his nose. Yang Ling furrowed his brows and walked in. He saw Tang Yixian lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt. Two palace maids, who had been temporarily found from the fu, saw him enter and hurriedly bent their knees to greet him. "Greetings, sir!"
Zhengde was still dressed as an officer. He was soaking a towel in a copper basin and very seriously wringing it dry. Seeing Yang Ling enter, he hesitated for a moment and also bowed. "Greetings, sir!"
Yang Ling nodded and asked, "Is Yixian feeling better today?"
"Oh … cousin is here?" Tang Yixian's face was burning bright red. Hearing Yang Ling's voice, she sat up in a daze. The two palace maids hurriedly supported her and put another piece of clothing on her shoulders.
Zhengde clumsily wanted to put the wet towel on her forehead but seeing her sit up, he could only pass it to her hands. Tang Yixian took the towel and wiped her face. She then half leaned against the headboard with an indolent expression, which was especially pitiful.
She panted and saw Yang Ling's expression before saying, "Cousin is drunk again today? If you don't like to socialize, then don't go. "
Yang Ling glanced at Zhengde. He had always appeared in front of Tang Yixian as an officer. Yang Ling could not invite him to sit and could only move a chair to sit down. He said with a smile, "In Jianghu, one has no choice. There are some things that one cannot do even if one likes it. There are some things that one must do even if one doesn't like it. It is not up to one to decide."
He stretched out his hand to feel Tang Yixian's forehead and said with a frown, "Why is it still so hot? Didn't you invite a famous doctor from the residence? "
Zhengde took the chance to complain, "She … she doesn't want to drink the medicine. I've brewed it three times and even added sugar, but she just won't drink it!"
Tang Yixian rolled her eyes at him and said in annoyance, "Naggy, you talk more than me. Isn't it because the medicine you brewed is too bitter?"
"I …" Zhengde rolled his eyes. How could he say that he had brewed the entire pot of medicine dry and the last two times he found someone else to brew the medicine. Yang Ling said with a smile, "Good medicine tastes bitter. You keep not taking the medicine and just stay like this. When will it end?"
Tang Yixian smiled sweetly, "It's just a cold. It's not a big deal. It's just that my head is dizzy like I'm drunk. My bones are all sore. I'll be fine after a few more nights of sleep."
Yang Ling shook his head. Sitting there, the fragrance became even stronger, to the point that it was a little suffocating. Only then did he see that there was a stick of Tibetan incense burning on the table. Yang Ling couldn't help but ask, "Why is there incense burning here?"
Zhengde said embarrassedly, "Miss Xian 'er complained that the smell of medicine in the room is too strong. I lit the incense to get rid of the smell."
Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't let her do whatever she wants. She has a cold and it's very serious. The room should always be kept fresh. It's not that just smelling the incense is good for the body."
He warmly said to Tang Yixian, "Xian 'er, quickly lie down and rest. If you don't want to take the medicine, then drink more water. We'll go out first." He then said to the two palace maids, "Ladies, please remove the bowls of medicine and the incense. Lift the curtains to change the smell in the room and then add two charcoal stoves."
After talking for a while, Tang Yixian really didn't have any strength left so she obediently lay down. Yang Ling gave Zhengde a look and the two of them left the room. As soon as the two of them returned to the study, Zhengde's little face fell and he said dispiritedly, "Yang, Miss Yixian is sick and weak. She still scolds me all day and can't do anything well. Am I really too stupid? Other than my identity as the Emperor, I really don't know what I can show off to her … Ai! If she was half as good to me as she is to you, her older brother, I don't know how happy I would be. "
Yang Ling was surprised and couldn't help but shake his head and say with a smile, "Even though Your Majesty has an Empress and two Concubines, it seems that you still don't understand women. Yixian is always polite to my other subordinates and never puts on airs of a Da Xiaojie. Only towards you … Ha ha, towards you, Huang Xiaolong, she orders you around. She's so sick that she can't open her eyes but she still likes to talk to you. Your Majesty, don't you think there's something different?"
Zhengde's eyes brightened and he clapped his hands, saying, "That's right. Yang's words have enlightened me. Right, right, right, zhen thought that Miss Xian 'er hated zhen. But this afternoon when I told her the story of the Pirate Queen, she listened with great interest and even pulled me to tell her the story non-stop. Ha ha ha …"
Zhengde laughed foolishly for a while and suddenly said angrily, "It's all because of that damned Boyan and Huo Xie. They attacked the city and attacked the mountain, causing Miss Xian 'er to be on tenterhooks waiting for us to return to the city. She must be sick because of the wind, humph! Have Yang Yiqing's pursuers returned? "
Yang Ling answered, "Not yet, but the pursuit this time is only for show. If they continue to pursue, the supply of rations will be a little tight. This official estimates that the army will return within a few days."
Zhengde was about to speak when Liu Bangchao hurriedly walked in. Seeing that the Emperor and Yang Ling were both present, he hurriedly bowed and said, "This lowly official … This official greets Your Majesty and Marshal …"
Zhengde laughed and said, "What kind of official are you?"
Liu Bangchao's dark face turned red and he scratched the back of his head before he smiled foolishly and said, "This … this … This lowly official greets Your Majesty and Marshal."
Zhengde was amused by him and patted his shoulder, saying, "Get up, there's no need to address me randomly. Fight a few battles for zhen and there will be a day when you will become my subject! That's right, why did you come in? "
"Ah!" Liu Bangchao slapped his forehead and began to shout, "Two officials have come to the capital. One is called Gu Daeyong and the other is called Yang Fang. They are requesting to see His Majesty!"
"What?" Zhengde and Yang Ling looked at each other, both secretly shocked. Gu Daeyong's arrival was not strange, but Yang Fang's arrival … could it be that the officials in the capital already knew that the Emperor had left the capital?
Zhengde composed himself and remembered that during this trip to the Great Harmony, he had obtained many achievements in policy and military service, which was enough to be proud of in front of the other officials. Moreover, the entire city had already known about it. This matter could not be covered up, so what did it matter if they found out sooner or later?
Zhengde said carelessly, "Go, tell them to come in."
In a short while, Gu Daeyong and Yang Fang hurriedly walked into the room. As soon as they saw Zhengde, they prostrated on the ground in joy, sobbing uncontrollably as they said, "This subject (Old Slave) greets Your Majesty. Your Majesty is safe and sound, this is a cause for celebration. On the way here, we heard about Boyan's soldiers surrounding Mount Baishan and were truly frightened out of our wits."
Zhengde spread out his hands and helplessly rolled his eyes. With a bitter and mocking smile, he said, "I haven't even ascended to heaven, what are you crying for? Besides, when you heard that I was surrounded by Boyan, you should have also heard about how I defeated the Tatars and Boyan fled in defeat, right? If you can be frightened out of your wits like that, if you practice a little more, your primordial spirits will leave your bodies. "
The two were crying to the heavens and wiping their tears to express their loyalty, but in the end, they were mocked and ridiculed by Zhengde. Immediately, they froze there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Zhengde sat down on a chair and crossed his legs. He trembled as he said, "Why did you come? Was it the Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, or the three scholars who forced you to come? "
Although Zhengde used to fool around in the past, he had, after all, been educated and educated in palace etiquette since he was young. He had never had the problem of not standing properly or sitting properly. This was all learned from the soldiers when he was disguised as a lieutenant in the army. For a moment, Yang Fang, who was born in Jameson Province and was responsible for the Crown Prince's education since he was young, was dumbstruck.
Gu Daeyong saw that he was staring blankly and did not answer the Emperor's question, so he took over the conversation and said, "Your Majesty, originally, the palace and the three scholars wanted to conceal Your Majesty's departure from the capital. But Your Majesty did not attend court for many days, so rumors spread everywhere in the capital. The rumors were absurd and bizarre.
At first, the three scholars did not pay attention to it, but later, more and more rumors appeared. There was even a rumor … uh, rumor that Your Majesty listened to slanderous rumors that there were beauties in Shanxi and went to Datong incognito to search for beauties, disregarding the imperial court. Even the officials in the imperial court began to waver. The three scholars consulted the Empress Dowager and sent the Old Slave and Mr Yang to welcome Your Majesty, asking Your Majesty to return to the capital as soon as possible to calm the people's hearts. "
Zhengde jumped up, his handsome face flushed red. Unable to restrain his anger, he said, "Bullsh * t! Did I come to Datong to search for beauties? "
Zhan Shi and Yang Fang had just recovered from Zhengde's rascally sitting posture. Before she could open her mouth, she was startled by Zhengde's vulgar words. Her primordial spirit left her body and her mind wandered. As soon as Zhengde cursed, he suddenly thought of Tang Yixian. Although he had risked his life to come to the border where war was ongoing for the sake of national affairs, this beauty … the rumors were not entirely unreliable.
Thinking of this, Zhengde could not help but feel somewhat discouraged.
Yang Ling frowned for a while and suddenly interrupted, "Two days ago, Your Majesty went to Mount Baishan. The common people of Datong only knew that the Son of Heaven was here. The rumors in the capital began to spread as early as ten days after Your Majesty left the capital. Who spread this rumor? It is half true and half false. It is the hardest to defend. There must be someone with ulterior motives behind this! "
Zhengde was reminded by his words and suddenly said, "That's right. The Maitreya Cult has long found out that zhen left the capital. This must be a rumor they spread! Da Yong, zhen asked you to investigate the Maitreya Cult. Is there any progress? "
Gu Daeyong hurriedly said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Old Slave received the imperial edict and did not dare to hesitate. He immediately sent out an order to the world. Dongchang's mounted scouts searched everywhere for the Maitreya Cult's remnants. In Gansu, Shaanxi, Shandong, and the capital, they found some rebels who joined the White Lotus Cult. They were all local gentry and landlords. The Maitreya Cult seems to have changed their ways of attracting followers. They no longer lure poor people into the cult. The Old Slave is following the vines to find the melon …"
Zhengde did not want to hear him continue to blow his own trumpet. He impatiently waved his hand and said, "I know. Continue to investigate. You guys stay here first. I will return to the capital with you in two days! As for now … "
He rolled his eyes and said, "Datong West City's General Wang Hu and Qu Ru Gate's General Li Yi are both spies of the Maitreya Cult. I see that they have not only recruited the local gentry and landlords, but they have also begun to extend their hands to the army. I almost met with danger because of these traitors. I see that Datong is almost rotten. You came at the right time. I will give you full authority to take charge of this matter. Dig out all the spies for me!"
Zhengde slipped away quickly. He flashed out of the room and Yang Fang came to his senses. Yang Fang did not know that the most important woman in the Emperor's heart was bedridden. If he was asked to leave Tang Yixian behind on his journey now, or to let Tang Yixian, who had not yet recovered from her illness, travel all the way to the capital, he would never agree.
Thinking of the emperor's words and actions that did not have the demeanor of an emperor, and now that the people in the capital were in a state of panic, he still lingered outside and did not want to return to the capital. Yang Fang vented all of his anger on Yang Ling. He jumped to his feet and glared angrily at Yang Ling. He pointed his spear at Yang Ling and shouted, "Yang Ling, was the Emperor leaving the capital because of your bewitchment? You … you … you are only the Supervisor of the Inner Sanctum, a retainer of the Emperor. How dare you order people to break the legs of the three great scholars!
Even if you are not the general in charge of guarding the border, the instigator is none other than you! In order to gain the Emperor's favor, you did not fulfill your duty as an official. In order to gain the Emperor's favor, you did not fulfill your duty as an official and instigated the Emperor to stay outside and not care about the country. Your crime is unforgivable! "
Yang Ling suppressed the anger in his heart and patiently explained, "Sir Yang, I know you have a prejudice against me, but I do not dare to accept your list of crimes. Now I am not afraid to let you know that Bai Dengshan's trip was to form an alliance with the three Duoyan Guards. With them restraining Bayan, we have the spare energy to reorganize the troops, accumulate strength, and find an opportunity to solve the great threat in the north in one fell swoop … "
Hearing this, Yang Fang sneered and snorted disdainfully, "The barbarians of the north live in the vast desert grasslands. When they come to the grasslands, they are like dragons entering the sea. Emperor Hongwu's great talent and strategy did not completely destroy the Northern Yuan. Emperor Yongle's five border races were not able to completely eliminate the Walla. You are still young and have never passed the palace examination in terms of literature, nor have you taken command of the army in terms of martial arts. You are just a jester who is used to flattering the Emperor. Instigating the Emperor to patrol the north, do you want to be like Wang Zhen and castrate the Emperor?"
Yang Ling had tolerated him time and time again. At this time, hearing that his long-suppressed anger had finally risen to the breaking point, Yang Ling, under the influence of alcohol, also flew into a rage and said, "Forget it! You can't talk ice with summer insects. Other than saying that you are using the past to reflect the present, you have no original ideas. You are just a rotten scholar. It is unnecessary for me to explain it to you. In Mr. Yang's opinion, we should just sit back and watch the Tartars become a threat! "
Hearing this, Yang Fang became even angrier. Yang Ling had always been tolerant. Even if he took the initiative to provoke him, he would never avoid it. Unexpectedly, he was so unyielding this time. Since the two of them had already shed all pretense of cordiality, he rebuked without any scruples, "What ability do you have to dare to say such big words? What alliance with the three Duoyan Guards? Stupid!
On the way here, I have heard that you instigated the Emperor to confer the title of Khan to a small commander of the three Duoyan Guards. Where is the dignity of the imperial court? You even opened the frontier fortress to trade. What do the barbarians have? Other than horses, there are only fox fur coats, ginseng, and other expensive goods. Once we trade, can we make the country rich? Why don't we use the money to pay for the army? We can use our army to defeat the Tartars and raise our military power so that they will not dare to invade again! "
"Ridiculous! You are an armchair strategist, unrealistic, and short-sighted!" Yang Ling retorted mercilessly, "The money you are talking about belongs to the rich people of Ming Destiny. If I don't use it, do you think you can rob it to increase the army's pay?
They have something they want. If you don't open the frontier fortress, they will buy it at a high price. Opening the frontier fortress fortress is to show that they are on good terms with Wuliangha and strengthen the alliance between us. Secondly, they do not produce anything other than treasures. The money they earn will be used to buy civilian goods in the Central Plains. Ordinary farmers and small workshop owners can benefit from it. This is just using the hands of the Duoyan people to take out the moldy silver stored in the cellars of the rich landlords and put it into the hands of ordinary people. "
Gu Daeyong saw that the two of them were angrier than the other and could only stand aside in a daze.
"Huh?" Yang Fang did not know how to react. Although he was angry out of humiliation, he had never been involved in the lowly business of buying and selling. He was dumbfounded and did not know what to say.
Yang Ling continued with the help of the wine, "Send out the troops! Send out the troops! How many troops do we need? You only see that the money is too much and the money is not directly thrown into Ming Destiny's pocket. But do you know how much money it will cost to send out the troops? Is it possible to annihilate the Tartar cavalry on the grasslands without two hundred thousand cavalrymen?
Where will the horses come from? How much will it cost to buy them? As long as one hundred thousand cavalrymen enter the desert, three hundred thousand infantrymen will be needed to transport the supplies. They will have to eat and move along the way. Thirty dan of food will only be left with one dan. Can Ming Destiny afford this bottomless pit? Now that I can stir up internal strife in the Tartars, I, Ming Destiny, can take care of the situation and watch the tigers fight. Why not? "
"Huh?" Yang Fang was tongue-tied and could not say what he wanted to say. If he were to talk about the books of sages, he could talk for three days and three nights without repeating it. But military affairs …
Yang Ling finished speaking and flicked his sleeves, "I have just given a farewell dinner to the two generals who are about to return to the encampment. I am not good at drinking, so I will not accompany you. Old Liu, send the guests off! "
"Yes!" Liu Da Cui was listening to the marshal scolding outside and was getting excited. When he heard the order, he quickly rushed in and said loudly, "I will follow the marshal's order and send you off respectfully!"
"You … you …" Yang Fang's beard curled up. Before he could say a very polite curse, Liu Da Cui "helped" him out.
* * *
Yang Ling and Zhang Yong accompanied the emperor. The two imperial envoys had a share in the emperor's achievements. Miao Kui had led five thousand troops across the desert and risked his life. Now that he saw that the emperor's personal feelings for Miao Kui were not as good as his, it was obvious that he valued his talent. If he did not do his best in Datong, how could he be worthy of the imperial robe he was wearing?
Gu Daeyong pulled himself together and seriously investigated the Datong Bandits Case. Arrest all those who had done business with Wang Long. Not confess? Beat them to death if not! Had a drink with Wang Hu and visited a brothel with him? Arrest them all!
Zhu Ziyi, the deputy general of Datong who recommended Li Yi to guard the border, was nearly seventy years old. He was a forthright person and had many good friends in the Datong army. Li Yi was well-versed in both the pen and the sword, and was familiar with military books. He stood out among the many illiterate generals at the border. Zhu Ziyi had thought that he had a good eye for talent and had recommended a talented youth, but because of this, he was thrown into prison and his entire family was imprisoned for treason.
The officials close to him and the generals who had recommended him were also investigated. The Li family of Xuan Fu, who had accepted money to write Li Yi's name into their family tree so that he could successfully sneak into the army, also sent foreign agents to lock him up and punish the entire family.
Gu Daeyong once again used the tactic of following the vines to find the melon. Not only were the generals who were good friends with the criminal imprisoned, but the friends of his good friends were also dismissed and investigated. This widespread purge began with a bang before the celebration banquet of Datong had even ended.
For a moment, the hearts of the people wavered and everyone felt insecure. Many of the generals who originally did not know these two people were also dragged out. Yang Yiqing knew that this move was too big. But although he himself had the Emperor's words, he still could not escape punishment. How could he have the face to plead for mercy on behalf of others? Besides, Gu Daeyong did not give him any face at all.
The generals who had been replaced were capable Centurion and Generals. Which one of them was not a good brother who had gone through life and death together? Although they did not dare to openly express their dissatisfaction, they could still be passive and slack off. The morale of the entire border army immediately sank.
Some of the newly appointed generals were promoted on the spot, while others were exchanged. The officers who were replaced did not know soldiers, and the original generals were dismissed in a hurry. There were many things that could not be settled in time, and so they were delayed. Those who were promoted on the spot were appointed to deal with their colleagues who had a grudge against them, and complaints were heard everywhere.
Gu Daeyong's efficiency in dealing with people was really fast. In three days, he had dug up a large number of "Maitreya followers" from both the military and political sides of Datong. On the first day of the investigation, Yang Ling had not noticed, but on the third day, he received a large amount of intelligence from his spies and eyes, which gave him a fright.
At the same time, the generals in the army who had become familiar with him in the past few days also rushed over to plead with him to save them. Only then did Yang Ling feel that the situation was not good. To implicate the generals like this, it was better to kill them than to let them go. The strength of the border army was bound to be greatly damaged.
He hurriedly went to find Gu Daeyong and solemnly brought up the matter. Gu Daeyong was polite and full of promises, but in his heart he felt that Yang Ling was afraid that his contributions would overshadow his, and so he became even more aggressive.
On the second day, Yang Ling saw that Gu Dayong was still carrying out a massive purge. Even the generals who had yet to return from their pursuit of Bayan were being escorted back by Gu Dayong on horseback. Yang Ling could not help but feel angry. Bayan's army had already retreated. Gu Dayong's reckless actions might not cause a great disaster, but if he were to incite a mutiny, it would be no small matter.
At this juncture, even though he had fallen out with Gu Daeyong because of this, Yang Ling immediately hurried over to Emperor Zhengde to bring up the matter. Zhengde had originally felt that Gu Daeyong was doing his best, but he had not imagined that there would be so many serious consequences. Only when he heard this did he realize how serious the situation was. He hurriedly agreed and immediately ordered Gu Dayou to stop arresting people. Without concrete evidence, all of them would be released and their posts restored.
Only then did Yang Ling relax. He had just returned to his study when he saw Wu Hanchao walk in with an invitation. Because the border army had been undergoing a major purge these past few days, the generals were all feeling insecure and no one had invited each other to a banquet. As a result, Yang Ling was rather curious and could not help but ask, "Who invited me?"
Wu Hanchao replied, "Daren, the Commandant of the Taiyuan Guards, Zhang Yin, has sent an invitation. Daren, please take a look!"
As soon as Yang Ling opened the invitation, his eyes went wide. The main text of the invitation was only a few words. The Commandant of the Taiyuan Guards, Zhang Yin, was the host, inviting him to a banquet that night. However, the list of guests was long, like a memorial to the Emperor written by a Chinese official in the capital. It was long and obnoxious. The numerous names on the list seemed to include all the current officials who had not yet been imprisoned. There were more than a hundred people, big and small.
Zhang Yin was a general who had been transferred from Taiyuan. The appearance of a spy in the Datong border army had nothing to do with him. Moreover, he had led troops to the rescue and had killed more than three thousand Tartars outside the Wall of Resistance against the Invaders, establishing a great merit. No matter what, he had nothing to do with these enemy spies. As a result, among the current Datong generals, his status was extremely aloof. This was also the reason why the border army generals had asked him to come forward and invite Yang Ling to a banquet on the pretext that he was about to leave.
Yang Ling fiddled with the list of names, laughing bitterly in his heart. Gu Daeyong was eager to render meritorious service, and now all the officials in Datong were frightened by the mere twang of a bow. Just by looking at this list of names, how could he not know the purpose of tonight's banquet?
Yang Ling sighed inwardly and said to Wu Hanchao, "Go to the gatehouse and reply to Zhang daren's servant. Tell him that this official will definitely attend the banquet tonight!"
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