I am one year older than Chongzhen

Chapter 93

Eighteen bends of the mountain road, even though Huang Yi and his party are all young and middle-aged, each of them is strong and strong, carrying two horses, and they get up early and go late, they can only march about sixty miles a day on average.

Yang Shihu and Liu Chuanzong were indeed good guides, they basically took a shortcut with everyone.

Huang Yi still often climbs up to look far away, and he also uses his mobile phone to take pictures of the terrain and add text descriptions.

In the future, we will make sand tables and draw maps. These preserved field pictures are reference materials.

I didn't meet anyone along the way, and I didn't find any traces of people.

Of course, there are many mountain people in the mountainous area close to the side wall outside the customs. Huang Yi often sees sparse mountain huts with a telescope.

But in this freezing winter, poor people basically don't go out!
Why?

Very simple, not enough clothes!

Modern people may not understand.

In fact, clothes and bedding were precious things in ancient times.

Too many extremely poor families only have one pair of trousers and one quilt, and only those who go out wear trousers.

The temperature is more than ten degrees below zero, and without thick warm clothes, poor people will freeze to death when they leave their homes.

Huang Yi, who was leading the march, just kept scouting the front. He didn't expect that there were three people following them in such a cold day.

After the young and vigorous Geng Zhanghua was drunk and carried home, he fell asleep until the sun was up.

He was drunk, but he never forgot the promise made at the banquet.

He has received formal education since he was a child, and his promises have been deeply rooted in his bones.

After waking up, he cursed at himself for being drunk, and then asked his wife to prepare the luggage quickly.

Geng Zhanghua's regular wife is also from a big family, and she has been educated in the three obediences and four virtues of being a wife since she was a child. Although she knew what her husband was going to do, she didn't say a word.

I would rather cry while packing my luggage!
Geng Zhanghua didn't dare to sneak away, so he went to his mother to bid farewell.

At this time, the old lady was in a very good mood, because Geng Zhangguang had already explained the incident in detail.

The old lady knew that there were only 97 Tartar heads, and this military achievement was not easy, and Lao Geng's life would definitely be saved.

As for Geng Zhanghua's clamor to kill Jiannu and Tartars, the old lady thinks it should be his words after drinking, and he can't count them.

When Geng Zhangguang came to the main room where his mother lived, he found laughter and joy here.

The old lady, Geng Zhangguang, Geng Yueru and the two aunts were chatting happily.

It has been several months since Lao Geng was imprisoned, and only today is the family alive.

As soon as Geng Zhanghua entered the door, he knelt down to salute his mother, and said in his mouth: "The son will accompany that Huang Baihu to attack and kill the Empress Jin army. This is to say goodbye to his mother."

"Ah? You slept all night and still haven't forgotten?" Geng Zhangguang was surprised.

Geng Yueru giggled and said: "It's already high in the sun, Huang Baihu's men and horses have already set off for a long time, and the third brother may not be able to catch up."

Geng Zhanghua said: "Brother, you always talk about a promise, and I volunteered to follow Huang Baihu. How can I renege on my promise and get fat?"

Geng Zhangguang said: "I went to see Huang Baihu off early in the morning, and it has been an hour since he left."

"It's okay, we know the direction, they have dozens of people, we can find them."

"You? Who did you talk to?"

"I made an agreement with Geng Da and Geng Qi just now, and they both said they are willing to go, I'm afraid my mother won't agree."

The old lady spoke, and said: "Yes! Even Geng Da and Geng Qi knew that the old man would not agree, why did you come to say goodbye?"

"Mother, you have educated us since we were young, saying that a man cannot stand without faith. I asked to follow Huang Baihu to kill the Empress Jinjun. If I don't go, how can I live in the world with face?"

"This..." The old lady didn't know how to speak for a while.

Geng Zhanghua said again: "When I went, I really did my best to save my father and the Jin army. If I really got the head and reported it to the court, adults have more reason to speak for my father."

"The Huang Baihu only took thirty or so people there, whether it will be successful depends on God's will. They may not come back at all, and I will not allow you to go."

"Mother, you must be trustworthy. I am a strong man. I would rather die than make a promise. I beg my mother to fulfill my promise!"

"What if the old man is determined not to?"

"I'll commit suicide!"

"You you you..." The old lady was trembling with anger.

Geng Zhanghua still looked determined.

"Beautiful third brother!" Geng Yueru could not help but applaud.

The old lady was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to fight.

Geng Yueru shrank her head and said with a smile: "Mother, isn't Huang Baihu a human being, why isn't he afraid of the Empress Jin Army?

If I were a man, I would have put on my helmet and armor and taken my servants to the capital to fight with the Jin army.

I think it's good for the third brother to go in person, not only to see that Huang Baihu kills the Empress Jinjun, but also to prevent Huang Baihu from having a false name. "

"Huang Baihu lied to my family?" The old lady was attracted by these words.

Geng Yueru said: "What's impossible? My family gave so many iron armors, and Huang Baihu just gave a promise. What if I can't see him by then?"

Geng Zhangguang hurriedly said: "No, no, that Huang Baihu speaks well and has an upright face. He is definitely not a perfidy!"

Geng Zhanghua got excited and said: "My Geng family is a big family, let alone committing treachery, so I must go!"

"Third brother, I support you!"

"You're talking nonsense about family law!" The old lady was angry.

Geng Zhanghua knelt down with a plop and said: "Mother, I have to go, otherwise I will have no face to live. Please help me!"

Geng Zhangguang worried that Geng Zhanghua would get a bad reputation of being unfilial by threatening to kill himself in front of his mother, so he said:

"If you promise us not to be reckless and everything will be arranged by Huang Baihu, I agree with you to take Geng Da and Geng Qi to have a look."

"That's for sure. There are only three of us, so of course we must obey Huang Baihu's orders."

Geng Yueru said: "Third brother, you have to promise me that not only will you come back alive, but you will not be injured, otherwise I will not let you go!"

Geng Zhanghua said with a smile: "I am actually very afraid of death and pain. Of course I want to live and not get hurt!"

The old lady said: "Since you are afraid of death and pain, why do you have to suffer that crime?"

"I am an official of the Great Ming Dynasty. How can I bear the freedom of the Jin army to come and go in the capital? You should lift the three-foot sword..."

Geng Zhangguang was a little dumbfounded, and interrupted: "Okay, okay! I will talk about this kind of talk when I come back to write the victory report after success. Now we have to go to our clan brother to help borrow three sets of armor."

"Yes, yes, I was still thinking about the armor just now, so let's go."

Geng Yueru complained: "That Huang Baihu is too greedy, he actually took all my armor away."

Geng Zhanghua said: "It's not his fault, just like that, those good guys he brought to fight the Houjin army can't make everyone have iron armor!"

"What kind of armor is that Huang Baihu wearing, is it better than yours?"

"This is quite strange. Huang Baihu's subordinates all have iron armor or leather armor plus cotton armor. It seems that he is the only one wearing cotton armor!"

"Ah? Why is that?"

"I don't know either, but I'll figure it out soon!"

"Then tell us well when you come back."

"Sure!"

"By the way, is that Huang Baihu the same age as you?"

"Yes!"

"Is he much taller than you?"

Seeing that the little girl had been asking about Huang Baihu, the old lady interrupted: "Why are you asking so many questions? This is what you, a lady in the boudoir, should ask!"

Geng Yueru was taken aback, stuck out her tongue at Geng Zhanghua, and didn't dare to say anything.

(End of this chapter)