The generals and officials led by Zhu Sheng all knelt down and said, "The general doesn't have to do this. We must strictly restrain our subordinates and let them know that they are following the rules and regulations. Please do not be punished by themselves!"

As they knelt down, tens of thousands of soldiers and relatives of the Tulong Army knelt on the road one after another, "We know the military discipline!" "Please don't be punished!" The shouts of "General, please do not be punished!" sounded in the crowd.

Zheng Yunming lay down and shouted: "Wang Deng, Yang Xuan, come and fight!"

Wang Deng smiled bitterly, picked up the black oil stick and threw one at Yang Shu. The two started fighting.

Amid the screams and sighs of the crowd, Zheng Yunming gritted his teeth and received the punishment of the ten rods without saying a word. This may be the first time that the lord general who commanded thousands of people since the founding of the Song Dynasty was punished with such a stick. Wang Deng and Yang Xuan finished the ten rods expressionlessly and quickly came over to help Zheng Yunming up.

"Go... and go find inspection money and withdraw money, and compensate for the loss of farmland..."

"Of course," Yang Xuan looked at Zheng Yunming's pain and held back his smile and said, "Master, your health is important, hurry up and get on the ox cart behind to rest."

"......... Joke, I can't die. I can only kill my body with just a few sticks. How can I take the Tatars' swords, axes, bows and arrows in the future? Go and carry Xian'er to the car and give him some medicine." Zheng Yunming finished instructing Han Silang beside him, turned his head and shouted loudly: "What are you doing when you stand on the road! Keep moving forward! Wang Deng! The songs that the soldiers sang yesterday! They started singing while walking!"

Wang Deng was helpless and shouted loudly: "Continue the march! I listened to my tune! Sing it!"

"The soldiers of the three armies listen carefully, and you must first love the people..."

The team moved one after another, and the singing of thousands of people echoed in the countryside:

"The soldiers of the three armies listen carefully and love the people first when marching.

You must not be lazy when you set up camp, so you can go to someone to pick up the door panel.

Do not move bricks and stones in the house, and do not step on seedlings and damage the fields.

When passing by, you are not allowed to rob chickens and ducks. Don’t borrow pots and bowls when you eat.

Second, you have to look carefully when walking and set up your own barracks every night.

No shops are allowed to enter the city, and no villages are allowed to live in the village.

Don’t talk about roadside dishes if you don’t have money, and don’t eat cheap tea when you walk.

There are even more important joints, so don’t take people as porters.

The general has his own laws and regulations, and the punishment room has a knife and an axe.

The orders in the camp must be strict, and no matter what happens, the camp must be left randomly.

When you are abroad, you must become bad, and the people will suffer disaster.

He walked to the wealthy family and lent his money, and went to the small house to transfer the wife.

It is unforgivable to violate military laws in the Ming Dynasty, and the head is hung at the gate.

The army loves the people and everyone is happy, and the army harms the people and is disgusted everywhere.

The military and civilians are a family, so they must not bully him.

He sang folk songs every day, and the general praised the people for their joy."

The loud singing attracted more and more people to watch. This was the first time in the history of the Song Dynasty that such a fresh and interesting marching song was heard. Someone praised: "Listen to this lyrics, the Yue Family Army that was about to behead their heads on a penny of credit. Our people in Jinghu are lucky this time." Someone said disdainfully: "Don't be deceived by a few vernacular songs. The song was well sung, but since Yuehou, there is no one in the Song Dynasty who can really do it. It's not too late to evaluate it later."

Yang Xuan listened to the comments of the people on the roadside and slowly walked to the back of the team. Zheng Xian lay on a slowly moving ox cart. His shirt had taken off and his back was bloody and bloody, which made people unbearable to see. Han Silang was holding a bottle of trauma medicine in his hand and was wiping him.

"It was the Lord General who asked me to see Xian'er's injuries." Yang Xuan sighed while holding the ox cart, "I didn't expect that the general would actually ignore the relationship between the master and the servant, and just say that he would beat the board, which was too unkind."

Xian'er said in tears: "Because Xian'er made a mistake, the young master was implicated by the murder, I felt that I was a sinner."

"Actually you don't have to feel guilty." Yang Xu whispered: "I'm the culprit of this matter."

Han Silang and Xian'er both looked at Yang Xiao in surprise, and Yang Xiao secretly exposed the iron cone hidden in his sleeve.

"Your prank is too much!" Han Silang said angrily: "Your brother Xian was beaten up for twenty sticks. You have caused so many injuries on him!"

"Sorry," Yang Xuan said, without any mistakes on his face: "But in fact, this matter was discussed and decided by Zheng Guanren and I and Wang Deng. The biggest problem of such a novice literati leader is that he has no prestige. Although he said it very tough, in fact, not many people would really believe in a weak scholar who had just passed the imperial examination."

"This requires establishing authority. Just like what Sun Wuzi did back then. Of course, you can't kill the emperor's concubines now, but if you start from the person closest to the general, the effect you receive is definitely different from the punishment of ordinary soldiers. So Wang Deng and I made a decision without authorization and decided to let you commit a small military law before arriving at the camp. Zheng Guanren has always opposed it, but you have already caused trouble and he will not be punished."

"That's the truth, so don't blame your officials anymore. All the ideas were made by me, Yang Xuan."

"Where did you say?" Zheng Xian reluctantly stood up: "It is what Zheng Xian should do to be able to help the young master."

"Zheng Xian is just a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"It's just a pity that Sister Shi is not here, otherwise she would have been able to give Mr. Yang a great taste on behalf of Xian'er..."

"Yes, if that girl is really a bit miserable to me," Yang Xuan smiled and said, "If you can tell a joke, it means that your health is nothing. Speaking of Shi Wenhu, isn't this girl a personal bodyguard known as a general? Why do you always run around and see where you are now?"

Zheng Xian smiled and said, "This time, the young master sent her out to do business. The young master wanted to invite the big landlords and merchants from all over Jinghu to the banquet and send her to Fancheng to arrange a banquet first."

"Sure enough, it's still a scene of forcing donations?" Yang Xuanyao looked at the back of Zheng Yunming who was staggering with a bamboo stick at the front of the team: "What role will Zheng Guanren, who is more famous than life, play this good show this time?"

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Generally speaking, Fancheng, as an affiliated existence, is far more valuable than an ordinary county. The bulk cargo and passenger flow are generally absorbed by the Xiangyang Prefecture around you. But this does not prevent Fancheng's own small wharf from having its own busyness and prosperity on weekdays.

After the entire army arrived at Laoya Mountain, Zheng Yunming ordered the construction of simple thatched huts and camps first. Overnight, thousands of temporary residences were added to the deserted Laoya Mountain area, and the desolate and lonely mountains were filled with noise and anger.

After the stationing matter was settled, Zheng Yunming hurried to Fancheng with Han Silang. This was not just because the food and military pay allocated by the commander's commander was not enough to support the Tulong Army's one-month expense. It has become the most urgent task at the moment to find ways to make up for the food and salary. It is also because Zheng Yunming must divide his background to deal with a matter that concerns his own wealth and life.

A small fleet came from the downstream direction, with only three plate ships in total, full of cargo, moving slowly in the Han River.

The person standing on the bow of the headed ship had a sharp eye and saw Zheng Yunming standing on the dock at a glance.

"Young Master, Young Master!" Zheng Yi, the book boy from the Zheng Mansion, stood at the bow of the boat and shouted loudly: "We have transported all your things from Lin'an!"

Han Silang was surprised: "All these objects belong to the young master? What important things need to be transported from Lin'an?"

"Some useless things." Zheng Yunming replied simply: "But it may be a little useful in the future."

The board ship found an empty seat and leaned onto the dock. Zheng Yi jumped off the boat and walked quickly to Zheng Yunming.

"Good job!" Zheng Yunming patted Zheng Yi's shoulder intimately: "Thank you for your hard work from Lin'an so far."

Zheng Yi shook her head and smiled, "That's thanks to Brother Shi's guards all the way, the young master's things were not kidnapped by the water thieves."

"Brother Shi? Who is it?"

Zheng Yi turned around and greeted, "Brother Shi, come and pay homage to my son!"

The man who was pressing the boat at the stern of the boat jumped off the boat and walked to Zheng Yunming to worship.

Zheng Yunming saw that this man was eight feet tall, with a tiger's head and a round eyes, and was very majestic. He wore a leopard-printed spotted hat, a leopard-printed flowered jacket, and a leopard-printed skirt. He was dressed like a big flower insect.

"You said your surname is Shi?"

The man replied respectfully: "I am here to be the command of my master Lai Gongwengong, Changsha, to serve as the guard of the prince."

Now it was Zheng Yunming's turn to be shocked: "Why is another Shi Wenhu coming?"

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"Official Zheng!" "Shi Wenhu" girl pushed open the door of the east wing of Fancheng County Yamen, and saw Shi Wenhu sitting in the room at a glance, stuck out her tongue, turned around and was about to escape.

Turning around, Zheng Yunming and Zheng Yi were already standing in front of him.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Shi Wenhu stood up and said with apologies: "This is the only daughter of my daughter. She was raised by her master since she was a child. So she never learned any kind of etiquette in the girl's family and became a shrewd and capable wild boy. This time she stole the master's letter and came out to make trouble, causing a lot of trouble for the officials. I will definitely ask the master to write a letter to Zheng Xianggong to apologize later."

Miss Lai pouted and said angrily: "Who has caused him trouble? Only this little scholar has found a lot of things for me, right?"

"No," Zheng Yunming said with a smile: "Miss Lai has helped me a lot, and I also asked Brother Shi to express his gratitude on my behalf, like Mr. Lai."

Shi Wenhu nodded and said to Miss Lai: "Since the trick has been discovered, Miss should go home earlier. The master is at home and talks about Miss three times a day, very worried."

"How can I go back now!" The daughter of the Lai family became angry and became a little more beautiful: "There are so many demons and ghosts in Xiangyang City now. If this lady, the great god, isn't they going to make a fuss?"

(Continue to collect the red tickets for the ball, please read the officials)
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