Chapter 406 It’s a mule or a horse, pull it out and run around

In the tenth year of Zhengde, after Ou Zanghua went to the Confucius Temple in Shandong on behalf of Emperor Zhengde to worship the great sage Confucius, he was promoted to the left vice minister of the Ministry of Rites.

When Ou Zanghua came back this time, Ou Qing, who was over one year old, was already able to walk.

When the little guy staggered over, Ou Zanghua felt his tiredness instantly disappear. He squatted on the ground in his scarlet official robe, opened his arms towards Ou Qing, and said encouragingly: "Aokiji, come on! Keep going."

Ou Qing grinned, revealing a little bit of her baby teeth, and suddenly lunged forward.

Ou Zanghua rushed forward, hugged the little guy in his arms, laughed and said, "You are worthy of being my son. Very good!"

"Hey hey hey daddy!" Ou Qing called out in a baby voice, causing Ou Zanghua to kiss his pink little face.

After sending the little one back to Furong Garden, he accompanied Liu Qing for dinner before leaving for Taihua Garden to see how his two precious daughters were doing.

However, Ou Zanghua seemed to have come at a wrong time, as Yue Lingshan was breastfeeding her two daughters.

Ou Zanghua was slightly stunned, then stepped outside the door and waited.

He didn't go in until the maid came out and told him.

Ning Zhong took the opportunity to carry Ling'er and Shanshan out, and gave the room to the two who had been separated for many days.

Seeing Yue Lingshan's clothes already arranged, Ou Zanghua subconsciously asked: "Lingshan, do you want to hire a wet nurse?"

After all, it’s hard to imagine that one person is feeding two babies!

"no, I'm fine."

Yue Lingshan immediately shook her head and waved to her husband.

When Ou Zanghua came closer, she explained in a low voice: "I often feel uncomfortable with swelling, and my underwear will get wet. The two dolls ate it, but it made me feel better."

Ou Zanghua was a little confused. He subconsciously grabbed Yue Lingshan's hand to feel her pulse. Then, based on what he had learned, it took him a while to realize that Yue Lingshan's milk was swollen.

He held her hand with amusement and said softly, "If you feel swollen again, apply a hot wet towel to your breasts for a while before breastfeeding, and then apply gentle pressure and patting to reduce the swelling."

Yue Lingshan moved closer and asked shyly, "Brother, can you teach me now?"

"Obligated!"

Just as Ou Zanghua was immersed in the broad arms of his concubine, Emperor Zhengde in the private room was looking at the military intelligence urgently sent by Zong Sheng, the general of Jizhou Town.

According to the news sent back by Ye Bushu, due to the severe cold in winter in the ninth year of Zhengde, the Uriankhai and Doyan Guards living outside the Great Wall intended to move south to invade Jizhou and other areas, and were already gathering troops at this moment.

Jizhou Town was one of the nine important border towns of the Ming Dynasty at that time. Its main purpose was to contain other border towns and the Beijing camp in the nine borders and to prevent rebellion.

Its location is the JZ district of Jinshi in later generations, which is only about 200 miles away from the capital.

After putting down the urgent report, Emperor Zhengde knocked on the table, squinted his eyes and said, "Zhang Banban, the Beijing Camp has been training for more than a year!"

Zhang Yong stood aside, bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, it has been one year and eight months since June of the eighth year of Zhengde."

"One year and eight months!"

Emperor Zhengde stood up, walked to the entrance of the hall, looked at the scenery outside, and said calmly: "Whether it is a mule or a horse, we have to use it for a walk, otherwise how can I know its fighting ability?"

"Pass on my order. The Three Thousand Battalion and the Divine Machine Battalion will assemble within three days and be transferred to Jizhou Town!"

"According to the order!"

Soon, the imperial edict of Emperor Zhengde reached the cabinet. Yang Tinghe was reading the memorial sent by King Qiong of the Northwest. After seeing the imperial edict, his face froze, and he realized that his Majesty could no longer hold back. Over the past year, the cabinet and the emperor had been arguing constantly, and the emperor made some concessions, released the monks in the palace, and reduced the construction projects.

However, the imperial farm and the imperial farm store that the cabinet hoped for were always held in the hands of Emperor Zhengde, with no intention of letting go.

Now that Your Majesty has mobilized the Beijing troops again, I'm afraid it's also intended to make a show of force.

Liang Chu naturally guessed this, and he looked at Fei Hong and asked, "Zichong, is there any surplus in the treasury?"

Fei Hong half-closed his eyes and said calmly: "With the remaining treasury, it is enough for a fight."

"That's a good thing." Liang Chu laughed and said dryly.

Yang Tinghe said slowly, "Since the Chenghua period, the three guards of Doyan have gradually become dependent on the Tatars and have frequently crossed the border to invade. Although they have been repeatedly resisted by our Ming garrisons, they have continued to disturb the border. However, when they were moving south, they often encountered natural disasters, and the people were in poverty and lacked food. So they begged our dynasty to reopen the horse market to buy food to help them get what they needed."

"Although the Ming Dynasty has not completely severed ties with the Three Guards of Doyan due to old friendship, their harassment is difficult to tolerate, so we often interrupt trade as a warning and as a punishment. As a result, the two sides have fought and made peace, going back and forth, and the grievances and entanglements are difficult to describe."

"Now that your majesty is determined to deal with the Wuliangha and Duoyan Guards, we will do our best to assist you."

When Fei Hong heard this, he looked at Yang Tinghe with a little more scrutiny.

Liang Chu sighed and said, "What Lord Yang said makes sense. The Western Regions have been restless recently, and the Wuliangha and Duoyan Guards have been provoking us. It's time to let them know that thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor."

With the support of the cabinet, all kinds of supplies were quickly transferred to the Beijing Camp. At the end of three days, the Three Thousand Camp and the Shenji Camp set out with the sound of melodious trumpets.

Zuo Lengchan followed the team northward. Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Fei Bin, Le Hou and other four people were sent out early as scouts. Beside him were Zhong Zhen, Bu Chen, Deng Baguo and others.

Zhong Zhen looked at the long line and said excitedly: "Master, this time we brothers must make great achievements!"

"Follow me, I will lead you to kill the Tartars." Zuo Lengchan held the reins with one hand and placed the other on the hilt of the sword, looking very calm.

In fact, he was very excited.

Since the extermination of Liu Liu and Liu Qi in the seventh year of Zhengde, he had rarely had the opportunity to personally lead the cavalry and gallop on the battlefield to experience the exhilaration of being fearless and invincible. The heroic spirit of being fearless in front of people and Buddhas, like strong liquor, lingered in his heart for a long time, making him linger in his dreams and eager to taste it again.

He glanced at the cavalry behind him that were ready to go. They were wearing bright armor and riding strong horses, ready to penetrate the enemy's formation and drink their blood at any time.

Looking not far away, the infantrymen were steadily pushing the heavy artillery forward. That was the real trump card of the Ming Dynasty. No army could withstand the artillery battalion of the Shenji Camp, not even the Three Thousand Battalion.

Zuo Lengchan couldn't help but press his chest, feeling that his heart was about to jump out. He raised his head to the north and smiled cruelly: "Wulingha, Duoyanwei, please don't embarrass the grassland men!"

At the same time, Qiu Yue, who was leading the troops, felt his heart almost jump out of his chest.

Because he saw the mighty general Zhu Shou!
“Your Majesty?!”

"I am Zhu Shou, and I have come to assist the Marquis of Xianning under the order of His Majesty." Zhu Shou chuckled, and pulled the general beside him, introducing him, "This is Ou Zanghua, the Minister of the Imperial Household and the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites. He has also been ordered to come here to supervise the army."

Qiu Yue stared at Ou Zanghua with a pair of bull eyes, and his expression seemed to say: "Why did you bring him out?!"

Ou Zanghua gave a smile that was uglier than crying, as if to answer: "Take a closer look, who brought who out?!"

Originally, he was riding in a carriage leisurely on his way to the Ministry of Rites to report for duty, but halfway through, he was stopped by Yu Huatian. Then Zhu Shou squeezed into the carriage, forcefully changed the route, and drove out of the city, catching up with Qiu Yue.

Zhu Shou looked at the two people making faces and asked with a smile, "Marquis Xianning and Secretary Ou, why do you two look unhappy?"

Ou Zanghua twitched his lips and said, "I feel listless when I wake up this morning, but I'll be fine after a while."

"So that's how it is. Although Ou Zhanshi is a civil official, he can't fall behind in his studies!" Zhu Shou nodded, kicked the horse's belly, followed the team forward, and talked with Qiu Yue about what to do after arriving at Jizhou Town. Ou Zanghua sighed and had to follow.

(End of this chapter)