Long road march, Jing Shao's this elite did not bring siege equipment and heavy armor, but after all, it is not all cavalry, but also with pots and pans and things like that, marching speed is not fast, so Mu Huanzhang's carriage did not drag its feet, one followed Jing Shao's horse slowly.
Ge Ruoyi just quietly sitting in front of the car, at any time to the car in the tea and water, lunch break, Jing Shao will drill into the military division of the carriage to take a nap. The right guard is very jealous, often grabbed the driver's position, by the way with the military division of this beautiful girl close to, but Ge Ruoyi always ask ten answer, even though the right guard for the military division of the origin of the curiosity of the heart scratching the liver, but also from the Ge Ruoyi here to set to the only words.
"The Military Counselor's maid, naturally, can keep secrets better than you." The left guard patted the drooping right guard.
"Left, are you comforting me?" The Right Guard glanced at him obliquely.
"Naturally." The Left Guard turned on his horse with an expressionless face and continued on his way.
So line more than ten days, to the Daxing mountain range, the endless mountains blocked the road ahead, have to detour more than a hundred miles, Jing Shao ordered to camp first, the next day.
"The Long Snake Formation is weak in both offense and defense, once we meet the enemy, we'll just stand and be beaten!" In the center tent, Zhao Meng pointed at the formation diagram and said.
"But marching in the mountains, you certainly can't go fast without setting up a long snake formation!" The Right Guardian pointed at the topographical map and said.
"What are they fighting about?" Jing Shao, who had had dinner, walked in with his military advisor, and saw the two men struggling with red faces and necks, so he asked the Left Protector, who was expressionlessly and silently reading a book on military affairs, on the side.
"Back to Your Highness, they're exploring what to do with the mountain path in the southwest." The left guard said.
Jing Shao realized, today encountered a large line of mountains blocking the road, because of the soldiers and horses apparatus in the body, over the mountains than the detour is more time-consuming, so the choice of a detour, but the southwest of the land everywhere hills, around the inability to go around, can only go to the mountains of the time, how to go is a big problem.
"Military division, you say, which of this mountain road marching does not set up a long snake formation?" The Right Guard tugged Mu Hanzhang to look at the southwestern topographical map on the table, most of the mountain passes were narrow and other formations were definitely not set up.
"I didn't say that we can't set up a long snake formation, but if the enemy army has an ambush on the mountain path, the long snake will take a chest wound and obviously stand to be beaten, so I said that we should open the path in advance with the vanguard!" Zhao Meng was afraid of being misunderstood and was busy explaining.
Jing Shao frowned, since the princess read the book of the sages since childhood, the art of war naturally never read, bring him to this also did not expect him to help in the battlefield, simply do not want to be separated from him only. See his convergence of eyes, was about to open the mouth to help, but saw a moist and slender hand took the side of a simple sand table on the wooden stick, in the sand drew a fork.
"Warlord, what is this?" Zhao Meng looked at the fork drawn by Mu Hanzhang, unsure.
Jing Shao's eyes widened suddenly when he saw the symbol.
"This formation is called Punching Yoke," Mu Hanzhang said slowly, pointing the wooden stick at the corners of the fork, "the soldiers stand in four corners, still marching in a long snake, with the front, left, and right as fronts, both offensive and defensive."
"Wonderful, wonderful!" The Right Guard froze for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and shouted.
Zhao Meng excitedly surrounded that fork and scrutinized it for half a day, "The military division is really knowledgeable, Zhao Mou admires it!"
Mu Hanzhang but smiled.
"I told you to read more, but do not listen," this yoke formation Jing Shao also know, but unusual military books are not recorded, never read military books of Jun Qing and how to know? Heart shocked, face but put on a look of course, jing shao pulled over his own military division said, "tomorrow I and the military division to go to the neighborhood to do a thing, you guys lead the troops first, after a few days we will catch up."
"What is Your Highness going to do to go?" Zhao Meng looked at Jing Shao with little approval, it was not a good thing for a general to go AWOL during a march.
"This matter is very important to the battle of southwest, you guys these days more watch over, do not make any mess." Jing Shao snorted, apparently unwilling to talk more, a few people also have the sense to shut up.
Only after leaving the center tent did Mu Hanzhang ask suspiciously, "Where are we going tomorrow?"
"To find a secret treasure." Jing Shao hooked his lips and smiled mysteriously.
Mu Hanzhang glanced at him and turned around to head towards his own tent, while the prince behind him followed very consciously.
"How did you follow in again?" Mu Hanzhang helplessly looked at the guy who relied on his bed and did not leave, since the military division tent was set up by the king's tent, this person has not slept in the king's tent, originally it was still the middle of the night sneaking in, but now it is already blatantly relying on not leaving.
"I'll go back a bit later," Jing Shao took the hand of the man in front of him and dragged him into his arms, "I really do have something serious to ask you."
Mu Hanzhang rolled his eyes, who talks about business would carry the military division into his arms to talk about it?
When Jing Shao saw his expression, he couldn't help but go over and kiss him, "Have you read military books? This yoke rushing formation is not something that would be found in the Da Chen Laws."
Mu hanzhang heard him ask this, the smile on his face gradually faded a bit, "The military book was read when I was young." Childhood reading early, his memory and good, will often do homework in addition to reading some other books. At that time, he saw that his first son was arrogant and uneducated, often causing his father to sigh, so he secretly learned some military arts, expecting his father to be able to remember him one day when he abandoned his first son. Waiting until a little older to understand, the commoner son can not bear the title, even if he is ten times stronger than Mu Lingbao twenty times, the father will never be able to treat them the same.
Jing Shao heard, only feel the heart aching, pearl in the dust, this is how a regrettable thing?
"I actually saw you when I was a child." Feeling Jing Shao's gradually tightening arms, Mu Hanzhang smiles and puts his chin on his shoulder, at that time, the Emperor went to Marquis Beiwei's residence in microdress to find his father to play chess, bringing the tiny third prince along. The first mother only allowed Mu Lingbao to play with Jing Shao alone, he wanted to see what the Emperor's son looked like, but he was not allowed to go forward, he could only secretly hide behind the rockery to watch them play in the garden.
"Yeah? I don't even remember." Jing Shao scratched his head, these things have been more than twenty years for him, how could he still remember, he couldn't help but feel regretful, very curious about what the Jun Qing of his childhood looked like? He thought that he must have been white and tender, with a pair of big eyes as clear and penetrating as pearls. "What did I do then?"
"You ......" Mu Hanzhang thought of the situation when he was young and couldn't help but laugh out softly, "You want Mu Lingbao to give you as a horse to ride, he refused, you beat up and cried. While he cried, you also inserted a moonflower on his head, saying that he is a little bitch, just know how to cry, insert a flower to get married."
"Hehehehehehe ...... " Jing Shao heard, could not help but smile smugly, did not think that Jun Qing actually remembered his childhood so clearly, "It seems that when you were a child you wanted me to be your husband, rushed to come to see each other. "
Mu Hanzhang was reddened by his words and got up to drive him back to the king's tent. Jing Shao could only go back to the king's tent to bathe first, and only after the candle flame was extinguished did he quietly feel his way into the warlord's tent again.
The next day, Jing Shao woke up the person in his arms early, and taking advantage of the dawn, he brought his own princess to ride on Xiao Hei, and ran straight towards the mountains in the distance.
Mu Hanzhang looked helplessly at the king who was acting as if he were a deserter, leaning into his arms and yawning a little, "Where are we going?"
"Yamashita Village." Jing Shao replied.
The village under the mountain is a village at the foot of the big line of mountains, said the village, in fact, has been considered a small town, because the road at the foot of the mountain is good to go, here spontaneously formed a market town. Surrounding mountain villages often people come down here to sell some mountain treasures hunting, but also here to buy some things.
Today was a double day, a market day, and the only street was bustling with activity.
"Tiger skin, top quality tiger skin! Spotted big tiger on Purple Cloud Mountain, top quality leather!" A hunter was hawking tiger skins on the street, attracting many onlookers.
"You are really good at killing tigers!" Someone complimented.
"That was, when that tiger was catching a rabbit and running toward the tiger s hole, and was shot in the eye ...... by one of my arrows," the hunter sputtered, boasting of his valor.
"A tigress carrying food back to the nest, this is a tiger cub to feed, sinful yo!" The old woman carrying the bamboo basket heard this, sighed and shook her head and left.
Mu Hanzhang heard this and couldn't help but frown, "What's wrong with a young son ......"
Jing Shao, who was excitedly looking at the tiger skin, heard the sigh of the man beside him and knew that he was moved with compassion, so he said to the hunter, "Do you still remember where that tiger's den is?"
"I remember since," the hunter rolled his eyes, "but there's no road, it's all forest, and no one can find it but me."
Jing Shao pulled out a piece of broken silver: "You get me the tiger cubs in the nest, this is the deposit, two days later here, if it comes to fruition, then I'll give you ten times the silver."
"Really!" The hunter took the piece of silver and was overjoyed, "Don't worry, sir, it's on me!"
"It's just an animal, what's the point of sympathizing with those!" The butcher from the opposite store grunted, lifted the big knife in his hand, and bongbongdangdi chopped pork on the wooden pier.
Mu Hanzhang saw Jing Shao's behavior, his heart rejoiced, and hearing the butcher's words, he did not frown tightly, turned to the butcher and said, "The young son is in the nest, and if he is not rescued, he will surely starve to death."
"Hmph, if you pity your young son," the butcher raised the pork in his hand, "you'll shed tears over this suckling pork as you eat it!"
Jing Shao sniffed and turned to look, to see that body only draped in a cummerbund, raising the hands of pork pieces of the strong man, suddenly overjoyed, quickly walked up to the front: "Dare I ask the strong man, but the surname Hao?"
This man was the very purpose of his trip, the descendant of a former general, a fierce general that Jing Shao had only stumbled upon in his last life in the 20th year of Hongzheng, Hao Dabao!
"You don't recognize such big words!" The butcher took the butcher's knife in his hand and banged on the large plaque hanging on the pork stall.
Mu Hanzhang followed the butcher's knife to see, written on the top of the bucket of four words "Hao Ji meat store"! Then look at the corner of the mouth twitching Jing Shao, can not help but stifle laughter.
"Let you chop a meat, where you dry say not work is not it!" At this time, a full-blooded girls from the house, not long, a strong woman with a meat pot came out, thrown to Hao Dazhe, "Quickly cut, cut these are chopped into bashful, Father Li waiting to use it!"
"Hey." The butcher, who had been incredibly grumpy just a moment ago, just responded with a low voice and honestly lowered his head to chop the pork.