Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

The swallows are at the head of the river, the river and the sky are the same color.

Countless ships with full sails sailed through the waters in the spring light and shadow, bringing up waves.

A figure appeared on this extremely vertical cliff. He was slender and well-proportioned, with a straight back, but there was a little more thought in his eyebrows. It was Jiang Xinghuo who came to inspect the terrain.

Strictly speaking, he has been to this place more than once.

Yanziji is located to the east of Mufu Mountain and south of Guanyin Gate. Mufu Mountain is like a jade belt, stretching between the Nanjing City Wall and the Yangtze River. It is the defensive point of Nanjing's defense. It is almost a natural city wall. Whenever there is a war, it is designated as a military strategist. A battleground.

Last year, General Li Jinglong personally commanded the Southern Army and withdrew the defenders of the outer city wall who relied on the defense of Mufu Mountain, allowing the Yan army to successfully reach the Jinchuan Gate of the inner city wall and enter the city.

A year before that, when Jiang Xinghuo was extremely bored while touring the Qinhuai River, he changed places and changed his mood and came here to enjoy the river scenery.

Time has changed, and "Xiao Liuyong" back then has become a real Qingshan Qingxiang, but he has a more real feeling.

Jiang Xinghuo reached out and pulled out two ruins from the grass. Scattered white stones poked out from among the stubborn wormwood, but he didn't know if they were the white stone barriers from back then.

"The land is ancient, the rivers and mountains are majestic, and the ancient battlefields were there. Come to look for the old stone fortresses, but the ruins of the city have become desolate."

Shaking his head, Jiang Xinghuo looked at the scenery in the distance.

From here you can overlook the entire Yangtze River section north of Yanziji. There is a natural ferry at the foot of the mountain, which is commonly known as Yanziji Pier.

As for more distant things, in his sixth life, this was once the most prosperous dock in Nanjing besides Xiaguan Wharf, and its shipping value was unquestionable.

Here, he bid farewell to his partner in person, and it was also the last scene in his memory.

It is foreseeable that at this time, with the establishment of the Daming Royal Military Academy on the top of Yanziji Mountain and the surrounding areas, this place will quickly become prosperous.

Merchants and common people who provide daily necessities, travel, food, sewing, washing, and other services to soldiers and officers will soon build a town with a wide range of services based on the military academy and the military camp of the tax guard.

After all, according to the regular establishment of the Ming army, one guard has 5,600 people, which is enough for five thousand households. Plus the officers of the Ming Royal Military Academy, the scale will not be much worse than the Imperial College.

"stop!"

At this time, a shout suddenly came from the mountain, and then there was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"what happened?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked back, but all he could see was the vast jungle and no specific situation.

There are several guards left in the mountain.

A dozen bodyguards followed Jiang Xinghuo. With Zhu Di's consent, Zhu Gaoxu dispatched his own personal guards and sent them to protect him.

These soldiers were all from the Yan Army's heavy armored cavalry units, and were among the best in the world.

They are proficient with bows and horses, and are skilled in both long and short swords. Even if they are infantry, they can all be equal to ten.

The leading captain was the Xuanjia captain whom Jiang Xinghuo met in the imperial prison during the last lesson. His name was Wang Bin. He was Zhu Gaoxu's best confidant and could follow him in the rebellion.

"Master, wait a minute, I'm going to take a look." Wang Bin said with his fists clasped, his expression stern.

"Let's go together, there's no point in staying here."

There is actually nothing wrong with Jiang Xinghuo's suggestion. If we stay on such a cliff, it is better to concentrate on going down together to have a look. Otherwise, if there is a real conflict, the troops will be divided to protect him and become tactically passive.

Looking at the Imperial Master holding Shang Fang's sword at his waist, Wang Bin nodded, this is best.

"Judging from the way the Imperial Master holds the sword, he doesn't look like someone who has no martial arts skills at all. Instead, he looks like he has some experience in fighting on the battlefield." Wang Bin secretly speculated in his mind.

However, being sent by Zhu Gaoxu to protect Jiang Xinghuo, this man seemed to be a man who could hold his tongue. He led a group of soldiers to rush towards the place where the sound came from, in a battle formation.

Several soldiers took off the round shields on their backs, held swords in one hand and shields in the other, and walked in front.

Those equipped with spears and spears were in the middle of the formation.

Since they had just confirmed that the rear was absolutely safe, the archers in light armor unloaded their arrows and scanned the possible enemies ahead with their sharp eyes.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at these professional soldiers with excellent combat qualities and had nothing to worry about. He just suddenly thought that maybe Qi Jiajun's team tactics could be popularized in time.

This tactic is useless in large-scale wars, but it is very useful when colonizing overseas.

The well-coordinated team, with a complete mix of hot and cold, far and near, can deal with the local indigenous people like a cannon to swat mosquitoes.

"Perhaps you can help Zheng He train the Marine Corps?"

This flash of thought was quickly put aside by Jiang Xinghuo, because when he turned a mountain road, he saw the soldier Wang Bin had left behind the temple in the mountain, confronting another group of people.

The probability of danger happening in this kind of suburb of Nanjing is really small. It is mostly due to friction or misunderstanding.

Facts have proved this.

"This Yanziji doesn't belong to your family, why don't you let us in?"

"We have to go to school here in the future, let's see what's wrong first?"

"Do you want to rebel? Open your eyes and take a good look!"

"Which of your subordinates dare to stop me?"

Three and a half-year-old boys were holding bows and knives and shouting loudly.

Behind him are a group of Ding family generals, as if they were distinguished nobles.

However, with the appearance of Jiang Xinghuo and the complete tactical formation of the team, which was completely aimed at them, this team composed of Xungui's servants began to panic.

A knowledgeable old servant leaned into the ear of one of the young men and said a few words.

The young man looked a little flustered, but the other two were much calmer.

"National Preceptor?" One person hesitated slightly.

The last boy was the youngest but the strongest. He frowned and said, "Zhang Anshi, are you a coward?"

The person who was called Zhang Anshi was Zhu Gaochi's brother-in-law, who was only a teenager now, and the person who asked him whether he was cowardly or not was Zhu Yong, the only son of Cheng Guogong Zhu Neng.

Standing on the other side was Xu Jingchang, the eldest son of the late Wuyang Marquis Xu Zengshou (who had not yet been granted the title of Duke Ding at this time).

In other words, the heirs.

Zhang Anshi was silent for a moment, looked at the soldiers in front of him, turned to Zhu Yong and said.

"Well, my sister called me home for dinner."

"My sister-in-law also called me." Xu Jingchang said goodbye to Lao Tie with a fist in his arms.

Zhu Yong was stunned for a moment: "Isn't your sister-in-law behind?"

But no one answered him.

In the blink of an eye, the two brothers left with their own Ding family generals.

Zhu Yong was left alone and disheveled in the early spring mountain wind.

I thought that brothers were united and powerful, but I didn't expect that they were two superficial brothers.

Moreover, in terms of noble status, Xu Jingchang, who was passed down from the Hongwu nobility, and Zhang Anshi, who was backed by his brother-in-law, the eldest prince Zhu Gaochi, were not that different.

But both Xu Jingchang and Zhang Anshi had received advice from their own family members. Not only did they know how great the Imperial Preceptor was, but they also knew that the Imperial Preceptor was going to preside over the Ming Dynasty Royal Military Academy. Regardless of how they viewed Jiang Xinghuo in their hearts, this was related to their futures. People with destiny cannot afford to be offended.

Zhu Yong was not unaware of this, but the reason why he was so stubborn was because he learned from his father, Cheng Guogong Zhu Neng, that the imperial adviser had dissuaded the emperor from letting his father lead the army to attack Annan.

When Zhu Di went to visit Zhu Neng, he was not stupid enough to say bluntly, "I heard the imperial master's prediction of the future, and my beloved may die on the journey due to acclimatization." He just vaguely said that the imperial master suggested that Cheng Guogong take a good rest and take care of himself. Opportunities are left to young people.

This time it really had the opposite effect, just like the provocation method of "Can an old Lian Po still eat?" Zhu Neng directly told Zhu Di that he only felt the cold occasionally and it would not hinder the leadership of the battle. He lifted the quilt on the spot and wanted to fight. Go to the courtyard, mount a horse and shoot a bow to prove yourself.

Duke Cheng Zhu Neng's situation is not that small, and he will not openly conflict with Jiang Xinghuo because of this. However, his son Zhu Yong is young and energetic. He only knows that his father has been wronged because the imperial master slandered His Majesty, so naturally he is in trouble. Once here, there is neither advancement nor retreat.

Jiang Xinghuo really has no interest in vulgar pretense, such as returning rich to his hometown and slapping the villagers, or heroes saving beauties and slapping villains.

Wang Bin has already told himself the identities of these three teenagers.

Seeing that the last young gentleman was like a stubborn stone, walking across the mountain road with his family and Ding family generals, he knew that the other party was angry and could not show his face.

However, both sides had already put away their weapons at this time.

"Would you like to go home for dinner too?"

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a while and asked.

"ah?"

Zhu Yong was stunned immediately.

"Since you don't want to go back, then let's make way for me to find some food." Jiang Xinghuo was about to go down the mountain and leave.

"Wait!"

Seeing that the Imperial Master seemed to be really leaving, Zhu Yong, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately became anxious.

He quickly ran to Jiang Xinghuo and said loudly: "Why are you speaking ill of my father at His Majesty's place?"

Well, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old really cannot be expected to behave like an adult. It is natural for him to be unable to hide his words when he is angry.

"I didn't say anything bad about your father."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the tall boy in front of him, who was only half a head shorter than him, and said calmly.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't intend to explain anything to this restless little kid in adolescence. It was very troublesome and unnecessary.

He just said: "I remember you were also on the list in the military school report. You came to class on time in early March."

When Zhu Yong heard this, he felt that he was mocking his young age.

Zhu Yong was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer. He tried to pounce on him, but he was directly separated by Wang Bin after several steps. He hit the armor heavily and almost fell down the mountain steps due to his instability.

Zhu Yong became even more angry now and actually put his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Brother Zhu, my sister-in-law calls you to go home for dinner together!"

Xu Jingchang and Zhang Anshi, who had run away earlier, were quite loyal, but now they returned with sweating profusely, followed by a woman.