Chapter 46: I would rather be a Song people than be accompanies Hu Chen. Safe people!

Yue Fei waited for Zhang Xian to summon the troops to command the army, and ordered him to go out of the tent to go east and kneel down slowly.

Three thousand miles east is Lin'an, where flowers are clustered, music, music, banquets and dances are the most prosperous and luxurious place today. "When will the green mountains outside the mountains beside the buildings, the singing and dancing in the West Lake be stopped? The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they make Hangzhou Bianzhou!". Now, the scenic spots of heaven have become the place of dragon prosperity under the feet of the emperor. There is no longer the scrutiny under the ravages of Wushu, nor the killings during the Liu Miao rebellion, and the best scenic spots in history have gradually appeared.

"The southeast is beautiful, and the capital of Jiangwu, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. The smoke and willows painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and 100,000 houses are mixed. Clouds and trees surround the embankment and sand, the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the sky is boundless. The city is lined with pearls and gauzes, and the houses are full of silk and silk, competing for luxury. The lake is full of clear and graceful, with three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus flowers. The Qiang pipes are sunny, and the diamonds sing in the night, and fishing for the old lotus. Thousands of riders are hiding high teeth, listening to the flute and drums drunk, singing and enjoying the mist and clouds. The pictures of the future will be beautiful, and I will return to the phoenix pond to praise it."

A hundred years ago, Liu Sanbian wrote this poem, let alone where is the only one "100,000 families" in Lin'an today?

Emperor Shaoxing of the Song Dynasty is now in the palace in Lin'an. How could he know that Yue Fei's heartache three thousand miles away?

"Your Majesty! Ten years of achievements have been ruined! It's not my fault that I mist Your Majesty, but that I'm the Prime Minister of Qin mists Your Majesty! I'm pitiful to tens of thousands of soldiers! I'm pitiful to the great rivers and mountains! I'm pitiful to millions of people of the Song Dynasty!"

Yue Fei has been in command of the army for twenty years. For the first time, he sobbed in anger among the 100,000 troops!

Zhang Xian, Wang Gui, Dong Xian, Yue Yun, Yang Jun and others knelt down in front of Lin'an. Hearing Yue Shuai's words, he was all sad!

At dawn, the army was ready to go, but at midnight, the chaos had already occurred and the troops could no longer continue: outside the gate, a group of Song people, ranging from thirty or fifty people, dragged their families and cried around the Yue family's military camp!

One thousand people;

Ten thousand people;

Thirty thousand people;

Hundreds of thousands!!!

From a distance, I could see that there were countless people coming!

"Master Yue! You can't do it!"

"Master Yue! The king's army goes south, and Xiaomin will have no physiology. It's better to kill me and wait before leaving!"

"The Yue family army cannot leave!"

When Yue Fei saw that the soldiers were standing on the left and right, they were really hard to resist, and his eyes turned red. He rode his horse to the gate. As soon as he got off the horse, a large area of ​​black knelt down outside the gate, and cried loudly.

Yue Fei cried in anger and knelt down to everyone with the imperial edict: "Famous and old, the Yue family army is the court army, this is the army of the army, and I shall not keep it without permission!"

"Grandpa Yue! If the king's army goes south, the power is unstoppable. Caomin and others only want to be the Song people, not be Hu Chen Cao Mu. The army returns south. Can the grass people be slow down? Caomin and the family will all follow the king's army to the south. I ask Grandpa Yue to save the lives of Xiaomin and the whole family!"

The headed villagers finished their words and cried!

"We are willing to follow Grandpa Yue south!"

"Mom, let's go with Grandpa Yue too!"

For a moment, the crying sounded again, and the momentum was even better than before.

"Since that's the case!" Yue Fei said with a sigh: "My name is here to write a letter, please place all the places with the land between Xiang and Han!"

As soon as this was said, the soldiers behind him looked at each other in horror. Starting from the gate, cheering and thunder spread to the four fields in a blink of an eye, and the villagers slowly dispersed. Before noon, the Song people who passed the south from outside the camp had changed from being sparse at the beginning to being bustling. Those who were dragging their families and men were all along the way, and those who helped the elderly and the young were in groups.

In the commander's tent, Yue Fei was angry, but he could still control his actions. He slowly spread the brocade and silk, and wrote a letter to me: "I said that the righteous people of the Song Dynasty in the 16 prefectures and counties of Kaifeng Prefecture are now carrying incense and food to welcome the king's army. I rely on them for victory. After the sages issued a notice, I will command the south to guide the south. I hope that 100,000 households will return to the south. I will see the cities between Xianghan and Han, and the people are displaced. There is no ridge within a thousand miles. Please go south to the righteous people. I will report it and wait for the imperial edict."

After the book, he threw the pen: "Deputy Commander Zhang, this book is published. It must be ten days before he arrives at Lin'an, and he will send a message to the four fields. He will be allowed to go south within five days. In addition, the Yue family's army will go!"

The generals in the tent were sad and angry, but followed Zhang Xian to pass on the general orders one by one to understand the people.

Yang Jun was like being killed by thunder in the past two days, and was as messy as ants on a hot pan, but he had no choice. Seeing that Yue Fei had passed down one military order after another, the people went south in groups, and the barracks were packing their belongings and preparing to go south. Only hundreds of people under his tent were preparing to cross the river north. The future was unpredictable. Once the army retreated, Yue Fei would follow the order to go to Lin'an to report the matter. Since then, the military power has gradually been lifted, and the Yue case will be completed. At that time, he will not have a place to stay!

Only Yue Fei is the great hero in this world. Yang Jun basically has no idea of ​​becoming famous. Although he has lived for more than ten days more than Yang Zaixing's true body so far, he is just a different way of death. The former can die on the battlefield and be rude. If he dies from the latter, he may be accused of being defeated by the Qin thief. After a thousand years, there are still people who are talking nonsense!

It's like the difference between a sudden accident and a cancer disease. It's much better to die a little more easily than to know that you're going to die but not knowing which day you're going to die.

It is extremely sad to wait for death, let alone accompany Yue to go through a painful process!

Yang Jun gritted his teeth: "I must not die unjustly, I will give you a happy time if I die!"

However, deep in my heart, a voice was quietly muttering: "I don't want to be a hero. It's best to be immortal. Maybe the world of the Southern Song Dynasty has its own glory and preciousness! Now, it's still a department-level cadre in the Southern Song Dynasty. If you do better, it's not impossible to die at the local and department level. Why do you have to die? Lin'an is the best city in the world. If you don't enjoy it, isn't it unfair to die like this?"

But I can go south with the Yue family army, so I have to find some unhappiness for Wu Shu, right? Otherwise, I will wait for Wu Shu's army to gather and cross the Huai south, and I will have to wear armor and fight on the battlefield at any time. Later, wasn't Liu Qi still wearing a battle in his 60s? No, Gao Lin and his friends must use this move well, otherwise after Wu Shu pacified Hebei, he would have to cause trouble for the Southern Song Dynasty one day, and he would be so tired that he could not enjoy it with peace of mind!

After a certain plan, Yang Jun took action immediately.

"Brother, Yang has a word, and it depends on the big brother to deal with it!" Yang Jun felt relieved to report when he saw that only Yue Yun and Zhang Xian were in the tent.

"Brother Yang, there is no need to be a good person. Although he did not get the head of Wushu in this battle, the Yang brothers were powerful and powerful in the north and south armies. If he went to Beijing in the daytime, Lin'an would spread the name of a magic gun. Furthermore, in Yue's opinion, Brother Yang has always been able to use guns, and can be a general but not a general. Judging from the use of troops this time, it is amazing. Yue was also impressed. What kind of tricks do you have? Just come!"

Yue Fei's generous strategy was settled at this time. Although his heart was hard to relieve, his previous anger began to calm down and his emotions returned to normal.

"Yang thought that our army went north and was determined to sweep Yanyun. Although its ambitions were not fulfilled, it had already made the thief chiefs frightened. However, Wu Shu did not die for one day, and it was difficult for the Song Dynasty to be halfway. After our army retreated, Wu Shu could stretch his hands and feet and would not rest. He would go to the south of the Yangtze River again in the future! With his opinion, Wu Shu's own family must be uneasy, as if he was on his back, and it would be difficult to look at the Song Dynasty in front of his eyes!" Yang Jun said jokingly.

After hearing this, Zhang Xian and Yue Yun both said that they were yes.
Chapter completed!