The sound of a flute rang out. Sometimes it was soft and soft, sweet and elegant. Sometimes it was elegant and melancholic, making one feel intoxicated.
Han Youniang's face was burning, and she wanted to find a hole to hide in. Who knew that this damned girl's "no flute" was actually a vocal trick? Just now, her unintentional words had basically revealed her and her husband's affairs in the boudoir. How could she have the face to meet them in the future?
Sister Yu sat at the head of the bed with her hands on the edge. Her head was lowered and her lips were curled up. She was trying hard to hold back her laughter. Sheridan sat beside her and lightly bumped her with her shoulder. She whispered, "Don't laugh. Be careful that Young-niang doesn't fly into a rage out of humiliation. What's more, the work of the predecessor is the teacher of the latter … Hmph, Sister Yu is both beautiful and skilled. I wonder if she is better at playing the flute? "
Sister Yu's face instantly turned red. Although they were pure girls, they had been in the entertainment scene for a long time. How could they not understand these metaphors? She raised her head and looked at Young-niang. Seeing that she was not paying attention, she angrily pinched Sheridan's thigh.
Tang Yixian turned her eyes and saw Young-niang's admiring expression. She could not help but feel even more proud. She was purely showing off. The whimpering sound of the flute gradually faded away. Suddenly, there was a melodious cry of a lark. The sound was sometimes far and sometimes near. It was as if it was jumping on the branches and singing loudly. Not long after, the sound of hundreds of birds near and far could be heard. It sounded as if all kinds of birds were singing happily from all directions. Soon after, there was a flute that sounded like hundreds of birds flying away. The ethereal and deep sound of the flute rang out again.
Yang Ling heard the melodious sound of the flute. He quietly got up and walked into the courtyard. He quietly listened for a while. When the sound of the flute stopped, he applauded and praised, "Good flute! Yu 'er is good at dancing and Cher is good at playing the zither. This must be Lady Xian 'er's flute? "
Only to hear a "Pu Chi" sound in the room, not knowing who was snickering, and then after a series of low noises, Sheridan, Tang YiXian and Su San embraced Young-niang and walked out of the room, their faces were all red, but when they saw him, they couldn't help but want to laugh, their eyes twinkling with embarrassment.
When Yang Ling saw their strange expressions, he didn't know what he said wrong. Just as he was feeling a little puzzled, maid Xiao Yun came back from outside the courtyard. As soon as he saw Tang YiXian standing in the courtyard, he hastily said, "Miss Tang, the arsenic that you want me to buy, the pharmacy is not willing to sell it. They said that you must have the doctor's prescription, and also the landkeeper's signature."
Yang Ling was shocked and asked, "Why do you want to buy arsenic?"
Su San interrupted, "Sir, Xian 'er asked someone for a skin cleansing prescription. That prescription is made with arsenic, which is extremely harmful to the body. She has been drinking it for more than half a year. I tried to persuade her but she didn't listen. "
Tang YiXian rolled her eyes at her and said, "Jiejie is too meddlesome, this prescription is used by many people, and it doesn't seem to harm the body. I just need to be careful."
When Yang Ling heard this, he shook his head and quickly said, "Even if the dosage is small, it is still poison. If the poison accumulates in the body for a long time, after ten years, all the teeth will fall out, the cheeks will cave in, like an old lady. Also, the brain will not work well and become stupid, do you think it is worth it? Actually there are many ways to make the skin whiter, why must you use a poison that penetrates the intestines? "
Tang YiXian pouted and said, "I know, using pumpkin seeds, orange peels, peach blossoms, grind them and use mulberry leaves to wash the face can cleanse the skin, but the effect is not good. I heard that using dragon's brain, sandalwood and pearls to mix together is the most effective, but I can't afford such expensive things. In the past I hired a woodcutter to help me catch bats, the bat's blood is good, but it is fishy and thick, it is troublesome to clean … "
Yang Ling thought for a while and said, "Have you tried egg white, honey? If there are melons and fruits, you can also use cucumber slices to apply to the face, a lot … I heard that many people use it, the effect is very good. "
Tang YiXian asked curiously, "I have never heard of this method, is it good? Then I will try it later. "
Yang Ling said, "Of course it is effective, but … that arsenic must be thrown away immediately, and cannot be used again. Those things are very harmful to the body, Miss is born beautiful, why bother to harm yourself to change your appearance."
When Tang YiXian heard him praising her beauty, her heart bloomed with joy, and she couldn't help but nod her head like pounding garlic, and sweetly smiled in agreement. Yang Ling also did not know if she was really willing to listen, and could only pay attention in future. He smiled and said, "That's good, that's right, the flute you played just now was really beautiful, but why is there the sound of birds singing in it?"
Tang YiXian raised her eyebrows, and proudly showed off, "Mr Yang, this is my flute, ah, I don't use a flute …"
Before she finished, Han Youniang suddenly made an "ah" sound, and grabbed Yang Ling, "Husband, the chicken soup I made for you should be ready, you should drink a bowl while it's hot."
It was enough for one person to lose face, if the two of them lost face together, then they would have to hide in the future. Han Youniang couldn't help but be on tenterhooks, and actually forgot the song that Tang YiXian had just played. No matter how stupid her husband was, how could he guess those things.
The three sisters saw Young-niang tightly push their husband into the room, and when she closed the door, they couldn't help but laugh.
* * *
The next day, Qian Ning sent a sedan to pick up Yang Ling, and send him to the Dong Editing Factory in the north of Dong 'an to see Wang Yue. Now, the internal official Fan Ting was the Admiral of Dongchang, and had power with the Imperial Bodyguard. Miao Kui was the Imperial Horse Supervisor, and commanded the Wu Xiang, Teng Xiang, Left Guard, and Right Guard, which guarded the palace.
Wang Yue was the only internal official whose position was above the two of them, and was the Head Eunuch of the Inner Rites Department, who was in charge of the three camps of the capital. Wang Yue was honest, honest, and had no ambition, so he was deeply trusted by Hongzhi.
This time, when he received the decree from the Hongzhi Emperor, he really put in a lot of effort. If Yang Ling's position was low, it would not meet the Emperor's wishes, and if it was high, the court officials would not be happy. In the end, it was Fan Ting who helped him with the plan, and urgently sent a General to Datong to be the Deputy Commander-In-Chief, and made Yang Ling a General's position. This kind of internal operation directly bypassed the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Cabinet. Once the appointment was made, even if they wanted to object, it would be too late.
Yang Ling entered the gate of Dongchang, and under the guidance of a supervisor, he walked into the main hall of the magistrate's office. The hall was hung with a horizontal board that said, "Beauty of the White World", and the screen wall on the right of the hall was engraved with the story of the Pancreatic Style Earth Case. Around the screen wall was the Dongchang Ancestral Hall, where the memorial tablets of the previous Dongchang factory owners were enshrined. The small hall on the left was where the factory supervisors handled their daily affairs.
Yang Ling walked slowly into the small hall, and saw an old eunuch of more than seventy years old sitting on a chair. He was thin and rugged, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he did not look eye-catching at all. Sitting next to him was another eunuch, Yang Ling recognized him as the Fan Ting, Eunuch Fan, who was the Supervisor of the Imperial Court at the Meridian Gate. On the east wall was an incense burner table, on top of which was enshrined a life-sized statue. On the couplet was written the four characters' Devoted to serving the country '. Without looking, it was obvious that the statue was Yue Wumu.
Yang Ling entered the room and was about to turn sideways to salute, when Fan Ting laughed and said, "There's no need, there's no need to salute. I know it's not convenient for you to do so. This is our Eunuch Wang, it's the first time the two of you have met each other. In the future, you will have to deal with him often. Get familiar with him, it will be easier in the future. "
The old eunuch chuckled, his voice was somewhat hoarse, "So you are Yang Ling? Um, looking at you, you are a character. His Majesty has entrusted this task to me, it is inconvenient for me to summon you to the Imperial Palace, therefore, I came to Eunuch Fan's place to sit down. In a moment I will have Eunuch Fan accompany you to the military camp. My age is old, I can't afford to toss and turn. Now that I am in the army, I must have someone to help me. Eunuch Fan has also arranged two men for you to follow you to the army. "
With a harmless smile on his face, Eunuch Fan continued, "That's right, it's Liu Biao and Yang Yiqing, those two men, you also know them. They are quick-witted, their martial art skill is also good, you can take them to be personal guards, they will be more satisfactory."
"Yes, yes," Yang Ling hastily said, "Thank you very much Gong-gong." In his heart he secretly raised his guard, "Does this Eunuch Fan really have the heart to help me, or did he plant spies around me? These two men, Liu Biao, belong to the Imperial Bodyguard, yet he transferred them here just like that. Looks like this Eunuch Fan's relationship with Zhang Tidu is not ordinary. "
Yang Ling carefully sat on the chair opposite him. He raised his head to look at the old eunuch. Wang Yue's body was stooped, his eyes were sunken in. While he was talking to him, from time to time he would smear some saliva on the corners of his eyes. It looked like he was suffering from dry eyes or some other kind of illness.
A big shot who could shake the ground of Beijing by stamping his feet turned out to be an ordinary old man who could be blown down by the wind. It was really out of Yang Ling's expectation, so the fear in his heart also disappeared. Old Wang Yue's speech was a bit long-winded; after talking for half a day, it was nothing more than His Majesty's favor, he must fulfill his duty faithfully and not disappoint His Majesty's will. On the other hand, Fan Ting saw that the old eunuch kept talking without saying anything, so while he was drinking his tea, he gave Yang Ling a brief introduction of the situation in the lower camp.
After Wang Yue left with the help of the two little eunuchs, Fan Ting summoned two official sedan chairs and led more than a hundred foreigners, who accompanied Yang Ling straight to the Shenji Battalion. The Capital's Five Military Battalions, the Three Thousand Battalion, and the Shenji Battalion totaled nearly a hundred thousand men, each stationed in the four cities of Beijing.
The Shenji Battalion was stationed in the Southern Courtyard, with one Battalion Commander and two Deputy Commanders. Under the Battalion were the Central Army, the Left Camp, the Right Camp, the Left Camp, and the Right Camp, five armies, totaling twenty-five thousand men. The position of Battalion Commander of the Shenji Battalion had always been held by the Princes and Dukes of the Capital, but this Battalion Commander was a nominal position, with no power, basically he had no right to participate in military affairs. Therefore, the military affairs were handled by the two Deputy Commanders.
Shenji Battalion Deputy Commanders Zhang Chun and Liu Shaohong had long heard that this young successful Brigadier General was a favorite of the Emperor. The two of them were experienced in the ways of the world, they had already set up an incense burner table to greet this Dongchang Superintendent and favorite of the Emperor, waiting for the imperial edict to be announced and the hand seal to be issued.
By this time the Left Sentry Battalion's flag was fluttering in the wind on the drill ground, the entire army was standing solemnly, the officers and men were all wearing bright armor. In front of the formation, there were a dozen or so generals on warhorses quietly waiting near the gate.
A handsome black horse snorted and shook its head in a daze. The general on the horse patted the horse's head and comforted his beloved horse. Then, he slightly tilted his body and lazily said to the general in the middle, who was wearing a full suit of black armor and looked like a statue made of iron, "Brigadier General Bao, why are we setting up such a large formation?"
The black-armored general snorted and said, "It's Deputy Brigadier General Bao. Bureau Head Liu, don't overstep the rules!"
Bureau Head Liu choked and said with a smile, "Big Brother Bao, Brigadier General Qi has been promoted. Who else in our Left Sentry Battalion can command these five thousand strong soldiers other than you? I heard that this new Brigadier General is a scholar who hasn't even fully grown out yet. Do we really need to think so highly of him? "
The tiger-eyed, black-bearded, awe-inspiring general did not move at all. His face was covered by his armor, and his throat and half of his face were obscured, so his expression could not be seen. His eyelids twitched when he heard City Head Liu's words, but he remained silent.
On the other side, a strong-built general used a whip to slightly touch his eyebrows, revealing his sweaty forehead. He anxiously said, "That's right. With such a full suit of armor, it's as if the emperor himself has arrived. I'm about to die from the heat. I say, Sir Bao, where did you come from? You don't have to give me so much face, do you? "
"Hehe!" A thin, pockmarked general shook his head, the fiery red tassels on his armor fluttering in the wind. He curled his lips and said with a smile, "Where did you come from? Aren't you all a bit too ignorant? I've already asked around. This newly appointed Brigadier General is the Study Attendant of the Crown Prince. It's said that he has a close relationship with the Zhang Family of Marquis Of Shouning. Two days ago, in order to find a doctor to save his wife, he even rejected the Emperor's imperial edict. But now, he's left the current Emperor hanging in the golden palace, and nothing has happened. He has people in the palace, and I heard that Her Majesty the Empress is protecting him. Alas, it's infuriating to compare ourselves to others. We've fought on the battlefield and suffered for half our lives, but he's only just crawled out of his mother's womb, and now he's stepping on our heads. "
The black-armored general's face twitched, and he shouted in a low voice, "Bureau Head Lian, shut your mouth."
After hearing his rebuke, Bureau Head Lian angrily turned his horse around and rode to the gate. He sneered at his confidant and said, "Old Bao thought that he would be able to fill in for Brigadier General Qi's promotion. Now that his hopes have been dashed, he's hurriedly trying to suck up to the other party. What a brat."
The deputy bureau head looked around and said, "Sir, that might not be the case. Look at General Bao's posture. Does it look like he's lining the streets to welcome him? I think it's possible that he wants to give this new Brigadier General a show of strength. "
Bureau Head Lian's eyes brightened, and he said with a smile, "If that's the case, then it'll be fun to watch. I heard that although that Yang Ling is a scholar, even Minister Liu has praised him. At the very least, he'll be Zhao Kuo. People like him who have achieved success at a young age can't be provoked. He's the Emperor's favorite. If he meets with Old Bao, hehehehe …"
The pockmarks on his face turned red. These days, he had spent a lot of money everywhere. He had hoped that Old Bao would be promoted to Brigadier General, and he would be able to become a Deputy Brigadier General. He didn't expect that Yang Ling would appear out of nowhere. All his money had been wasted, and he was feeling distressed. If Bao Jinshen and the new Brigadier General fought, no matter who got the hell out, wouldn't he still have a chance?
With the sound of horse hooves, Zhang Chun and Liu Shaohong, the two Deputy Brigadiers, accompanied by several dozen bodyguards, came galloping over with Yang Ling. Yang Ling didn't dare to sit still. His legs clamped tightly around the horse's belly, and he raised his hips slightly. At a glance, his posture made it seem like he didn't even know how to ride a horse. The generals at the gate couldn't help but reveal looks of disdain.
The several dozen riders entered the gate, and the thousands of soldiers and horses stood solemnly on the drill ground. No one said a word, and the horses didn't neigh. There was no sound. It was obvious that they were well-trained and disciplined. Wherever Yang Ling's gaze passed, he could see the gleam of armor under the sunlight. The capital's barracks were well-equipped. The five thousand soldiers were all wearing heavy armor.
Zhang Chun and Liu Shaohong accompanied Yang Ling as they galloped straight to the platform. Turning their horses to face the entire army, Zhang Chun proudly pointed with the horsewhip in his hand, and proudly said: "Brigadier General Yang, what do you think of this army's appearance?"
Yang Ling saw that the soldiers of the three armies were standing perfectly straight, like stakes. No matter how he looked at them, they were all standing in a straight line. This was not inferior to the military parade of the later generations. He happily praised: "Daren, you have a good command of the army. This lowly officer has never seen such a divine army when I was in the border army."
Hearing this, Zhang Chun roared with laughter. He flipped off his horse and stepped onto the platform, proudly standing there. Bao Jinshen and the others had long since followed him to the front of the formation. Seeing this, they immediately flipped off their horses, walked to the platform, and knelt down, cupped their fists and said: "Deputy Brigadier General Bao Jinshen of the Shenji Battalion's Left Sentinel Army greets General General."
Zhang Chun pointed at Yang Ling and said: "I have just received His Majesty's orders. The Eastern Palace Study Attendant Yang Ling is adept with the bow and horse, and is skilled in both literary and military affairs. He will be of great use and will be given the position of Brigadier General of the Shenji Battalion's Left Sentinel Army. All of you, come forward and greet him."
Bao Jinshen cupped his fists and said: "Yes!" With a wave of his sleeve, he stood up and turned slightly to glance at Yang Ling. Leading the three City Secretaries, six Deputy City Secretaries, and a middle-ranking officer, he walked toward Yang Ling.
Yang Yiqing led the three horses to the side of the platform. Liu Biao was standing behind Yang Ling in front of the platform. Seeing that the Left Sentinel Army was about to greet their superior, Liu Biao couldn't follow and accept the greeting. He hurriedly moved to the side, avoiding them.
Bao Jinshen walked until he was about ten feet in front of Yang Ling. He stopped, cupped his fists, and said in a low voice: "Deputy Brigadier General Bao Jinshen of the Left Sentinel Army greets General General General General General General."
Yang Ling smiled and stretched out his hand to support him. Before he could say anything, his smile suddenly froze on his face. This time, he really was supporting him. After Bao Da Chu finished speaking, he turned his body slightly and bowed to Liu Biao.
The five thousand soldiers below didn't recognize who the new general was. The city secretaries were still hesitating, but when they saw the deputy general kneel, they didn't even think about it and followed suit. The five thousand soldiers moved in unison, their armor moving. Whoosh! Clang! Clang! Clang! Then, with a loud boom, "Greetings General General General General!"
Zhang Chun's eyes almost popped out. He said in shock, "Bao Jinshen, who are you bowing to?"
Bao Jinshen had an even more shocked expression. He said, "I am under orders from General General General General Yang Ling, Sir Yang!"
Hearing this, Zhang Chun was both shocked and frightened. He coldly rebuked, "How do you know he is General Yang?"
Bao Jinshen's eyes did not shift. He knelt on one knee and cupped his fists, performing a standard military salute. He said in a clear voice, "I heard the Emperor's decree that Sir Yang is skilled with the bow and horse, skilled in both the pen and the sword. The one next to him is too weak to stand up to a gust of wind. He is clearly General General's advisor. Then isn't this young hero Yang Ling, Sir Yang?"
Zhang Chun was so angry he couldn't speak. Yang Ling's hand was raised in the air, staring in shock at Bao Jinshen. He saw Bao Jinshen's eyes turn and glance at him with disdain, his eyes full of ridicule. Yang Ling instantly understood.
He stared fixedly at Bao Jinshen for a moment. When the shock and tears on his face disappeared and his expression became calm again, he suddenly began to smile like a spring breeze …
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