The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 271 The capital is so hot
Yang Ling didn't dare to stay longer in the Liao Palace. After a short rest, he led a team of about 5000 people, all of whom were cavalry, and rushed all the way to the capital.

Ma Xiaoxing from the brigade stayed overnight and traveled in a hurry for a few days. This day, he came to visit Ma to report that the capital will arrive soon. All the people looked at the direction of the capital and were so excited that they finally arrived home.

Not far ahead is the ten-mile long pavilion in the north of the city. Suddenly, a spy reported that Yu Shi Pan Yu came out to meet him with a team of more than a hundred Jinyiwei, and he was waiting for him!

Yang Ling was very happy in her heart: "It's my own!"

Quickly catch up to take a look, not only Uncle Pan Yupan, but also many relatives of Qingquan Tianyi Building, Shili Changting Pavilion, and many civil servants and military generals, those who know and do not know are all here looking at the direction they came from. Woolen cloth.

"How many people are paying attention to themselves." Yang Ling's heart warmed up. He came back from a cold place. Now these people have brought charcoal to him in the snow. Wearing thick clothes, I didn't have time to change my clothes when I got here, and my body was almost drenched in sweat when I came back in a hurry. This is really... warming up and warming up!

Many soldiers were newly recruited, and Tang Yuanyou had quite a few fierce men, like the newly recruited general Timur, who was like a falcon hovering in the sky on the battlefield. General, he was able to dash forward quickly, chopping the waves and killing him with one blow, but the closer he got to the capital, the iron tower-like fierce general couldn't let go, and kept muttering: "No, my heart is beating too hard!"

"A worthless thing," Ma Binghuang cursed beside Timur, "You are too hot, it is understandable that you have never been in the capital, but our Lord Yang is the most popular person around the emperor, and we often call him Ling. Master son, what are you afraid of? It’s really fun to see your black face turn into white face! Look at General Zhao Guangzu of Koryo, he’s just like a normal person, he’s still chanting words!”

"What is he reading?" Many people couldn't understand.

"The front wheel doesn't turn, the back wheel doesn't turn, no matter what..."

Some people couldn't bear it anymore and asked someone who could speak Korean and understand Chinese and asked, "What is he nagging about?"

"Diamond Sutra!" said the interpreter, "General Zhao, we only recite this when we are most afraid and pray to the Buddha to bless him!"

"Hi!" Everyone laughed, like "Master Yang said one thing in the capital, you all just wait and see the good show."

What Yang Ling saw at a glance was his mother, next to his old family Yang Zhong, and Xue Yingying and other very large family members in Tianyi Building. Now the old Yang family has become very populous because Yang Ling has become a high-ranking official. There were more women, and everyone watched Yang Ling return to the capital with great awe.

More than 5000 soldiers and horses, hugged Yang Ling and returned home richly. This time Yang Ling commanded thousands of troops and horses, riding the "rouge" given to him by the princess, wearing mink fur, not to mention people How handsome.Everyone saw it, was surprised and envious in their hearts, and couldn't express it.

"Ling'er, you are finally back!"

"Mother!" Yang Ling saw her mother, so it was difficult to kowtow when she wanted her mother, and tears flowed when she wanted her mother. Needless to say, Yang Ling's mother seemed to have gained weight and looked very good, Xue Yingying With the support of the two little maids, Xing'er and Xiaowen, her stomach looks big, could it be?
Just as Yang Ling was about to speak, Yang Lingniang's mother Jia pulled the shy Xue Yingying over and said to him:

"You have a child, our old Yang family ancestors bless you!"

"Oh, is that so?" Yang Ling was so excited, this was a seed of his in this world that had germinated.

"Master Yang, congratulations!"

All the people met each other, and each expressed their heartfelt congratulations. Yang Ling and his relatives had a feeling of parting, so here is a good time to talk about it.

"Uncle Pan, how are you? I haven't seen you for a long time. My nephew wants to kill you!"

When Yang Ling saw the officials who came to pick him up, Mr. Pan Yupan, who was the leader, hurried over to greet him.

Yang Ling knew that Pan Yu was the censor and the deputy commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei. He represented the Emperor Zhengde, but Uncle Pan, his own people, had been helping him with all their strength. From the beginning, he is his core counselor.

Yang Ling once jokingly said: "I have Uncle Pan on the left and Xu Qi on the right, so I don't have to worry about planning the world!"

However, Uncle Pan didn't smile at all on his face, and took out an imperial decree from his pocket:
"Yang Ling received the decree, and the emperor's decree said..."

Yang Ling hurriedly received the order in panic, and all the people knelt down. Many people were nervous, but now they saw the Jinyiwei warrior brought by Pan Yu, wearing a flying fish suit, with a spring knife embroidered across the waist , looking murderous, everyone was stunned, who would dare to guess what was written in the imperial decree.

How many times has Ma Binghuang experienced this kind of struggle with Jin Yiwei, he couldn't help but secretly clenched the handle of the waist knife in his hand, just waiting for the words to be wrong...

Xu Qi was on guard with musketeers, these were Yang Ling's iron guards!

Just listen to Pan Yu read aloud:

"Governor of Jiangnan, General Yang Ling, successfully completed the task of chasing and killing the little Tatar prince. Zhu Bin obeyed the law and made people happy. He made the Jiangnan frontline battle very exciting. He made great contributions. Yang Ling was specially appointed as the Superintendent General. This is my honor."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then everyone burst into warm applause and laughter. Many civil servants and generals came to congratulate Yang Ling:
"Congratulations, Sir He Xi, you have been granted an official position by the emperor again, you have to take care of me in the future!"

"Yes yes yes!"

"Master Yang is the Wenqu star descended from the sky!"

"Chen Yang Ling accepts the order to thank you, long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

Only then did Pan Yu turn his smiling face to Yang Ling, and suddenly came over and grabbed Yang Ling's hand and said with a smile:
"Good boy, you are getting more and more promising, and you have already gone beyond the gate of the country. The messenger of the King of Korea's tribute has arrived in the capital first. This made the Holy Majesty very happy. I wrote this decree to you at that time. I I asked for a happy errand to come over to welcome you."

"Oh, Uncle Pan, how have you always been? I was just lucky. To tell you the truth, there were many difficulties in the battle ahead. I will tell you more when I have time. I have to hurry to the front line in the south of the Yangtze River, and I am always afraid that His Majesty will complain that I have been delayed in the north for too long."

"The Holy Majesty is really in a hurry!" Uncle Pan's face darkened again, "Really, the current situation is really getting more and more serious. The Emperor lacks your backbone!"

"How do you say that?" Yang Ling looked at Master Pan, and Pan Yu's words contained deep connotations, while Pan Yu pulled Yang Ling aside, and told him in a low voice that apart from the formal conferment of imperial edicts, The content of the private words that Yang Ling said could not be said in public.

Yang Ling's face turned pale when he heard it: "Uncle Pan, do you think I can really do this? Will it be too dangerous?"

"The danger is not small, but wealth and wealth are in danger!" Pan Yu looked at Yang Ling thoughtfully, and at the five thousand cavalry troops brought by Yang Ling, he twirled his beard and finally slapped his thigh, "Yang Ling, I will fight for you!" Idea, you take this job!"

"Okay! Mountains of swords and seas of fire, let's make our way through hell's frying pan, and we won't be afraid of how big the disaster will be! Then, Uncle Pan, we will act according to plan!"

"Okay! Let's all enter the city, the team enters the city!" Master Pan led Jin Yiwei to open the way for Yang Ling, and Yang Ling led more than [-] armored musketeers into the capital city in a mighty and majestic way!
"Boom!" When entering the city, there seemed to be the faint sound of thunder in the western sky.A dragon hanging, a long white thunderbolt, split a thousand-year-old tree!

A storm is coming.

(End of this chapter)