As night fell, big red lanterns hung in the yamen of the generals, and people came and went in front of the door, which seemed very lively.

In the main courtyard, there were already bright lights, and more than ten banquets were prepared, and the soldiers sat around the table. Although the banquet had not officially started, it was already full of alcohol.

Yang Xuan was wearing a crimson third-rank official robe, nearly 50 years old, with a gray beard, and a tall and strong body of a Shandong man. His old face was filled with a smile, and he was resolutely like a great commander who had won a battle.

In addition to the guerrilla general Yan Zhan brought him, the general at the same table was Fan Jian, the general of Tongzhou, and the commander of the six guards. As for the former hero Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun, was arranged to go to the corner.

There was laughter and joy here, and it was also very harmonious. The generals complimented Yang Xuan one after another.

The guerrilla general Yan Zhan said in a slight and stuttered manner when facing the soldiers present, and said with a thumbs up and a thumbs up, "The Grand Marshal can be said to be the Optimus Prime of our Ming Dynasty, and his reputation is even more famous on the three sides of the Weizhen Town. Not to mention anything else, Tong Khan, the leader of the Duoyan Guard, is also a famous person outside the pass. The baby dared not cry when he heard his name, but he used a trick to the Grand Marshal. Haha, guess what?"

At this point, he looked proudly at the generals present, and he had already deliberately tried to attract the appetites of the generals present.

The generals present naturally knew a little about Yang Xuan's achievements: By the way, the Duoyan Guard was one of the three real inns established during the Hongwu period with Mongolian tribes as the main body, and now they are the most powerful. However, as the Ming army was weak, the Duoyan Guard swayed between the Mongolian and Han, and even became relatives with Altan. Last May, because of arresting four Ming army sentries, Tonghan knelt down and asked for rewards, and the deputy general Hu Zhen general Tonghan and more than ten followers arrested him.

This move undoubtedly worsened the relationship between the two sides, but Yang Xuan agreed with this approach. With the condition of releasing customs clearance, Tonghan's sons were required to take turns as hostages and change once every six months to control Tonghan and Duoyanwei.

After beautifying his strategic intentions for the Duoyan tribe, Yang Xuan reported to the report with Governor Xu Shen and others. Jiajing praised their strategy and rewarded them.

However, it has to be said that it is not easy for the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty to appear as a general. Even though Yang Xuan had been to the deputy envoy of Yizhou military preparations, the governor of Datong and the governor of Ji Liao, he did not actually make any dazzling military achievements, and this matter became a topic of repeated discussion.

cough……

Yang Xuan coughed lightly in the face of the compliment from his subordinate, and glanced at Yan Zhan, the guerrilla general who was about to continue to add fuel to the fire. Yan Zhan immediately stopped the topic.

When Tongzhou genital general Fan Jian and others heard the cough, they all looked at Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan was not interested in these generals, but he asked Fan Jian lightly: "General Fan Shen, have you sent the post? Why haven't you seen anyone yet?"

It was neither too early nor too late, but the generals present arrived almost all, but the most important guest was still missing - Lin Yuran, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Fan Jian's face, and the post was naturally delivered, but he couldn't tell whether he would attend this celebration banquet that was "obviously unworthy of his name".

"Mr. Lin is here!"

It was at this time that the person responsible for greeting guests outside the door sang loudly.

"Governor General, the man is here!"

Fan Jian was thinking about how to make excuses, but when he heard Lin Weiran's arrival, his face was filled with joy. Even when he stood up from his position, he looked excited and said to Yang Xuan.

The generals left their seats one after another, trying to follow Yang Xuan to the gate to welcome Lin Weiran, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, but found that Yang Xuan was sitting still.

Seeing this scene, the generals couldn't take a step, as if they were locked up by Yang Xuan.

When Yang Xuan learned that Lin Weiran was coming, he was like Zhuge Liang who had a clever idea. He proudly picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, and the corner of his mouth raised a beautiful curve.

He knew that Lin Qingran would definitely come to the banquet. After all, Lin Qingran took over Tongzhou City and was suspected of overreaching power. He opened the city gate and let the people enter the city, even disregarding millions of stones of food and grass in Tongzhou City.

Although Lin Qingran led the soldiers of Tongzhou to win a great victory, there were still many places to be criticized. Even if these were good deeds, the emperor might not be happy, and might even punish Lin Qingran for this.

That's why he wanted to use this to intervene in this military merits, and his legitimate supreme coach also wanted to get a share of it.

Lin Qingran was wearing a plain white Confucian shirt, had a little beard, and was full of scholarly spirit. As he walked in through the gate, the soldiers in the courtyard stood up one after another.

"I have seen Lin Juntang at the end!" Although Tongzhou general Fan Jian did not face the gate to greet him, he also stood at the beginning of the first table and bowed to Lin Junran who was coming.

"Haha... Lord Lin, you are finally here, come and take your seat!" Yang Xuan's butt seemed to be stuck to the seat, and he pointed to an empty chair next to him and greeted enthusiastically.

Yang Xuan was a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Jiajing. He was initially appointed as the official and later promoted to the censor and served as the deputy envoy of the military preparations of Yizhou. Later, he was appointed as the right assistant censor of the Censorate of the Censorate, and then as the right deputy censor of the Censorate of the Censorate, and then as the right deputy censor of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censorate of the Censor

He entered the officialdom for less than twenty years, but from the censor to the right assistant minister of the Ministry of War, he had a prosperous official career. He was far older than Lin Qingran and had a deeper qualification.

Although his current status is essentially not as good as Lin Qinran, Lin Qinran is not his superior, so if he is qualified, there is nothing to say.

Fan Jian and others looked at the unclear situation, looked at Yang Xuan as if he was doing it, and also secretly observed Lin Weiran's reaction.

Lin Weiran came to the end of the corridor, turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan who was sitting in the first seat, and asked curiously: "Governor Yang, have the Tartars been wiped out by you, so a celebration banquet is set up here?"

The smile on Yang Xuan's face disappeared immediately, and he narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Qingran. It turned out that this kid was still a naughty boy who didn't understand the choices of the officialdom at all, and he was even on the edge of a cliff without knowing it.

Fan Jian also didn't expect that Lin Junran would pretend to be confused and immediately bowed with a smile: "Report to Lin Butang, you are really a noble person who forgets things. We are celebrating the victory in the North Gate!"

"Celebration? Have the Tartars outside been beaten away?" Lin Qingran turned his head and looked at Fan Jian, and asked in a deep voice.

The soldiers couldn't help but look at each other. It turned out that the visitors were not good! Although the Mongolian cavalry had been far away from the capital and Tongzhou, they had not left the territory of Shuntian Prefecture and were still burning, killing and looting in Sanhe and other places.
Chapter completed!