Yang Muyun's tone was regrettable, "If you want the imperial court to cast such muskets on a large scale, you have to prove that they are more powerful than the muskets of Shenji Camp in actual combat."

"I will prove it to the Ming court." Pedro seemed very confident.

"I will allocate four hundred people to train," Yang Muyun said: "It's a pity that there is not much time."

"It's okay, it should be almost done in about ten days," Pedro shrugged, "As long as he is a professional soldier, he should master it very quickly."

"They were specially transferred from the Shenji Camp," Yang Muyun said: "You can try their mastery of the musket."

"I will," Pedro shook his chest, "I will not let down Lord Yang's trust in me."

......

"Miss," Ning Xin was with Zhou Mengnan. When she saw Yang Muyun and Pedro talking, she felt a little strange. "Look, the man who talked to the master looked so strange. His hair was curly and his eyes were blue."

"He should be a barbarian from thousands of miles away from the West," Zhou Mengnan smiled indifferently, "The people there all look like this." She led Su Yue to deal with barbarians from overseas, so she was not surprised.

"Auntie..." Hu Wenguang wanted to speak but stopped.

"Wen Guang, what do you want to say?" Zhou Mengnan looked at him.

"I want to go to Xuanfu with my uncle." Hu Wenguang said with courage.

Zhou Mengnan smiled, "I can't make the decision. You have to discuss with him. If he agrees, I won't stop you."

"Uh..." Hu Wenguang wandered for a while and walked towards Yang Muyun.

"Sister," Lin Meier appeared in front of Zhou Mengnan in a handsome outfit, "How is my outfit?"

"Well," Zhou Mengnan nodded slightly and praised, "My sister is really like a general. I will feel relieved if you are with my husband."

Lin Meier looked up and wanted to say a few more words. In the flash of her eyes, a figure wearing a hat appeared faintly.

"Master?" Her heart thumped. The day she carried her sedan chair and married into the Yang Mansion, the master never showed up. She was depressed for a long time.

"Sister, I'll take my leave." Lin Meier said and left.

......

In a quiet garden, Ouyang Yiran looked at his disciple who had been growing up through the gauze hanging from the hood, silently speaking.

"Pupil, pay homage to Master." Lin Meier was about to bow down, and a strong wind blew her into her body, making her unable to bow down.

"Master..." Lin Meier felt nervous and felt a little at a loss.

"Are you doing well these days?" Ouyang Yiran asked.

"Well, thanks to Master's concern, he treats his disciples very well." Lin Meier pursed her lips and said.

"It's a pity to be a petty person with your talents." Ouyang Yiran's tone became a little stiff when he said this.

"I am really ashamed of my master if I didn't listen to my master," Lin Meier lowered her head. "When my disciple was married to him when he was in Lancang Kingdom, I was willing to go with him."

"Is this your only reason?" Ouyang Yiran stared at her, "Is it because you lose your virginity and give you no choice?"

"No, no, no," Lin Meier bit her lip and said, "The disciple's heart has been given to him long ago..."

"It's good that you don't regret it," Ouyang Yiran's eyes became sharp. "You must be resentful when you didn't come that day when you were a happy teacher?"

"The disciple dare not resent the master," said Lin Meier: "The master has the kindness of educating his disciple, and even if the disciple is crushed to pieces, he will not be able to repay him."

"You are quite conscience, so it's not in vain to teach you a teacher.

," Ouyang Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, "I just want to come and see you. There is nothing else, you go!"

"More master!" Lin Meier owed her body, "The disciple took his leave!" As soon as she turned around, Ouyang Yiran said, "There are many troubles among the great families, so you...you should take care of yourself." This sentence contained a look, which was completely different from the previous indifference.

Lin Meir suddenly turned around, "Master..." Tears were filled with tears, and she could no longer bear it. She stepped forward and threw herself into Master's arms and sobbed.

Ouyang Yiran reached out to touch her hair, her eyes softened, "If you don't want to stay with him, you can come back to find a teacher, and the door here is open to you at any time."

"Master, I'm sorry to you." Lin Meier was crying.

Ouyang Yiran sighed, "Remember, women are different from men. Men can have many choices. But women cannot. Once women make mistakes, they will mislead their lives. Teachers don't want you to have regrets like me..."

Lin Meier's shoulders couldn't help but thrust.

Ouyang Yiran pushed her away, "You go, remember what you say to be a teacher."

When Lin Meier raised her eyes again, the figure of her master had disappeared.

......

"Uncle," Hu Wenguang looked at Yang Muyun with a pleading look, "Just bring me with you!"

Yang Muyun's tone was very firm, "It's more suitable for you to stay in the mansion, and you can get a lot of money. Why do you need to follow me to take risks?"

Hu Wenguang's eyes turned to Zhou Mengnan, hoping that she would say something for her.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mengnan smiled and said, "You should follow your husband's arrangement and stay there. I have a lot of places to use you..." After a pause, he said, "My husband, you must take care of yourself along the way, and I will wait for you to come back."

"Yeah." Yang Muyun nodded and looked at her lower abdomen. "You are pregnant, don't run around, hurry up and go back and rest more."

Before Zhou Mengnan could respond, she heard Su Yue say beside her, "Master, hasn't she come? You should come to see you off for such a big event."

The voice was a little harsh, and everyone present understood who she was talking about.

Yang Muyun seemed to have not heard it and said to Zhou Mengnan: "Madam, Zi Su is also pregnant... When I am not in Beijing, you can send people to ask more questions."

Zhou Mengnan was stunned when she heard this, "Is Sister Zisu happy too? This is a great thing! Don't worry, my husband, I will send someone to take care of Sister Zisu."

Yang Muyun nodded and turned over to the horse.

After watching him leave, Su Yuefang said, "I said, it turns out that she is pregnant with the old man. No wonder she is so arrogant. But Miss, don't you have a body? You are here to see the old man, but she looks precious..."

"Su Yue, stop talking," Zhou Mengnan interrupted her, "You send someone over quickly... No, you come to the door in person. After all, they are all people who serve their husbands. She has her husband's flesh and blood, so we don't care about it."

"Miss..." Su Yue widened her eyes, "Which place do you want your maid to go?"

"Why? You don't listen to my words?" Zhou Mengnan glanced at her, "You are the person I trust the most, and the most appropriate thing to do. Who will you go?"

Su Yue pouted, "Miss, don't be angry, I'll go."

"You have to let go of your attitude," Zhou Mengnan said: "Don't make people angry and be kicked out by a stick."

"I will never cause trouble for the lady," Su Yue said: "If it's wrong, I'll run away. Although my maid's skills are not as good as Aunt Lin, she will not suffer any loss."

Zhou Mengnan couldn't help but feel angry and funny when she heard this, "You, just thinking about fighting with others will not move at all."

"Miss, I don't understand what you mean," Su Yue said with a smile: "Don't worry, the maid will come to report to you when she finds out the situation."

"You..." Zhou Mengnan stretched out her finger and pointed it hard on her forehead.

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At Desheng Gate, Zhu Qiyu watched Yang Muyun lead his army away, but he had no intention of leaving for a long time. Cheng Jing spoke and reminded him, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to return to the palace."

"Um..." Zhu Qiyu turned sideways, "Are I a little too mean?"

"What is the emperor saying?" Cheng Jing smiled and said, "The matters in Xuanfu were originally the imagination of Lord Yu and Minister Yang. There was no police officer there. He was a little mobilized by tens of thousands of troops. It was too much of a problem. Chen's decision was not wrong. There was something wrong with it. The defense of the capital was the most important."

"Yes," Zhu Qiyu nodded and said, "What is the situation at other checkpoints?"

"Return to the Emperor," Cheng Jing said: "There are no traces of the Tartars everywhere in Gubeikou, Juyongguan, Arieskou, and Zijingguan. Since last year, the garrisons guarding the various gates of the capital have been greatly enhanced, and the Tartars will never be allowed to break the gates."

"That's good," Zhu Qiyu said: "The border on the front line of Xuanfu in Datong must be repaired in a step, otherwise the capital will be in danger if the Tartars are in a panic and approach the front line of Juyongguan."

"I understand," Cheng Jing said: "I will discuss with the Prime Minister and Yu Shaobao how to ensure that the Datong Xuanfu is safe."

......

"What happened?" Yang Muyun asked with concern when he saw Lin Meier's eyes were red, as if he had cried.

"Nothing," Lin Meier forced a smile, "It's the wind and sand that is so confusing that it's okay."

"Where is the wind here?" Yang Muyun looked up at the sky, and the sky was as clear as the sky, "You must have something to hide from me."

"I'm really okay," Lin Meier didn't want to mention her master, so she said, "Mu Yun, if..."

"If what?"

"If I get old, will you stop liking me?"

"Are you worried about this?" Yang Muyun smiled and said, "You have grown old, are I still young? Isn't it as old as you."

"I didn't joke with you," Lin Meier stared at him and said, "Men can have three wives and four concubines. In the future, you will meet younger and more beautiful women... You will always get tired of my face."

"You are sure of this idea in your heart. Then you feel that you are perfunctory whenever I say it," Yang Muyun looked at her and said, "But did I marry you because of your beautiful face? Don't forget that I have lived and died with you, and no one can replace this."

Lin Meier's eyes lit up.

"I beg you something."

"What's up?"

Yang Muyun blinked at her, "If you don't like me one day, show mercy to your subordinates and don't kill me."

"You..." Lin Meier wanted to laugh, but shook her head slightly, "You are my husband, how can I do that? If you no longer have me in your heart, I will leave quietly..."

"No," Yang Muyun shook his head, "I would rather die than let you leave me."

"Mu Yun, what are you talking about?" Lin Meier frowned, "It's very unlucky for you to say this in the army."

"Uh..." Yang Muyun looked at the winding team, "Then don't say these strange things to me anymore. If I marry you, I will not abandon you. This heart can be seen by heaven and earth!"

"Mu Yun," Lin Meier changed her voice, "We should speed up the marching. The so-called rapid military movement can lead to the initiative sooner or later."
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