The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 171 The robber is a sniper
After Yang Ling finished reading the letter, he showed it to his close counselor Xu Qi. After reading it, Xu Qi frowned and said:

"Ling Shao, I feel that in this letter, there is clearly a hint of dissatisfaction with your performance, but we have done our best locally. I really don't understand, what kind of quick way does the higher-ups want us to do?"

"How fast? It's not fast enough. I think those old men want to commit crimes. They have nothing to do with it. They are picking on us,"

The little princess who can serve as Yang Ling's staff also read the letter and said:

"I've heard that the previous governors with the same official position as you, in the past few years, they provided relief to the disaster-stricken areas, and it would be good if they could reach your level, and this... is obviously because the requirements from above are too high. Otherwise, I'll go back inside and mediate with them?"

"Is this okay?" Yang Ling was worried, and sent the little princess back, why not ask the little princess to ask the emperor to speak more kind words in his ear, the emperor listened to his daughter very much.

"Actually, you are worrying too much, Master Yang," Yang Ling was hesitating, and Master Pan Yu suddenly interjected casually, "In my opinion, this letter..."

Seeing Master Pan Yu stepping up, Yang Ling took the letter he sent back from Yang Ling's hand, and when he squeezed hard in his hand, it was "stabbed" torn!
"You!" Yang Ling was shocked. This letter was written by Li Dongyang himself. It has extremely high significance and value. What's the use of tearing it apart?

This Master Pan Yu Yushi, is there something wrong with his spirit?
Master Pan was not in a hurry, he looked normal, and said with a smile:

"Young Master Yang, if I can give you an idea, are you willing to keep me? I am willing to join your action team and seek prosperity together!"

"This..." Yang Ling didn't understand what Pan Yushi said in a daze, "If you have something to say, don't be too polite, just say it!"

"The meaning of tearing up this letter, I actually want to tell you the secret, that is to let the prince make great contributions, understand, it's that simple, everyone is anxious about this matter!"

"What kind of merit?" Yang Ling and the others rubbed their eyes half-understanding, and looked curiously at Pan Yushi, who had quickly transformed from a passerby to the protagonist.

"Well, in my Ming Dynasty, an official like Yushi will always be an official with no future."

Pan Yushi first sighed and said to himself, he was complaining.

"I've been watching you for a long time, and I decided to take this opportunity to join you!"

"Oh!" Yang Ling didn't know what the other party was up to, but it sounded like what he said was reasonable.

The censor is responsible for writing memorials to the emperor or ministers and giving opinions. The censor has dignity. It is said that he can point out his mistakes to the senior officials who are several levels higher than him, and then the senior officials can't make things difficult for him.But a speech officer can never be a high-ranking official, and there is nothing much to gain from wealth.

Yang Ling was worried that he had few people under his command, and there were not many talents like Xu Qi. Of course, the more helpers the better, but it is not yet known what Pan Yushi will bring to his career. If there is someone who is proficient in officialdom That's fine, but it's obviously not him, Pan Yushi, but if he wants to be proficient in officialdom, can he rely on himself?
"But I don't know what advice my lord has to Yang Ling?" Yang Ling was very polite to Master Pan.

"What's the matter with you? I don't have any hope of being promoted, so I came to rely on you." This Lord Pan Yushi spoke very honestly, and he was really real, "If you want to talk about my ability, it's nothing, it's gunpowder... ..."

Everyone, look at Mr. Pan, the flesh on his face twitched and trembled, probably because he really wanted to change his fate for so long, he only said the word "gunpowder", but something happened at this time A little eunuch fell into the hall with a "plop":
"Report! Yang, Mr. Yang, big, big things are wrong, the little prince was robbed by a group of unknown people! Now his life is at stake!"

"what!!!"

At that time, Yang Ling had a "buzz" in his mind and he was stunned. He immediately looked at Xu Qi: Isn't your Musketeers responsible for protecting the prince?By the way, there are nearly a thousand people in Jinyiwei who are protecting the prince, and there are people from Dongchang!
"Hey! The bad things happen to Dongchang!"

Xu Qi stomped his feet and said bitterly:
"The prince probably listened to Liu Jin's words, left the brigade and was robbed or surrounded."

"Go find it!"

"Call all the horses!"

Yang Ling was in a hurry now, and asked all the way about the situation, and led everyone to the scene of the accident to have a look. It turned out that Liu Jin was really playing tricks again. He was not guarding the porridge field, but he took the prince out of the city to hunt and play. A set of "blurring tricks" made a little eunuch change into the prince's clothes, and the prince left the city wearing the little eunuch's clothes!
"This Liu Jin, this little prince, you naughty brat!" Yang Ling was furious and furious, turned around and scolded again, "Besides, I asked Ma Binghuang to lead someone to watch the little prince, what do you think? Ma Binghuang looked at me when I turned around Clean you up, what about others?"

"Return to your lord," a little musketeer came over, "Master Ma is a fool. He found that the prince has gone out of the city and quickly chased him. Now he has surrounded a group of gangsters on the mountain to the west!"

"All hands, go to Xishan! Dispatch troops, send generals, surround me there, don't let me let a single bird pass!"

The situation happened so suddenly, Yang Ling led all the soldiers, and thousands of people poured out to surround Xishan in an impenetrable way, and look at the few trees over there where the little prince and the others were tied up firmly. On the tree, and below, there are a hundred burly men with hard bows and crossbows on their backs, each of them looks very indifferent, surrounded by so many layers of people, these people have no intention of being afraid at all!
"what happened?"

Yang Ling had already reached the front line. Ma Binghuang came tremblingly with an arrow on his shoulder. His face was iron gray. Seeing Yang Ling, he cried and said:

"Brother Yang Ling, we've encountered a lot of trouble. They're all good archers, and they're really good at shooting bows and arrows. I'm sorry for you. I'm guilty of killing more than a dozen brothers, woo woo woo... ..."

When did the monk shed tears, but now he is crying!

Yang Ling looked up the mountain and was shocked. It really was a group of desperadoes who were not afraid of death. They arrested the little prince, Liu Jin and others. If they didn't leave, they seemed to want to negotiate terms with Yang Ling!
"Thanks to you and the Musketeers who surrounded them, they were also injured and couldn't get away, right?"

Yang Ling asked Ma Binghuang that he didn't believe that the strength of his trump card, the Qingquan Musketeers, could meet such a tough opponent.

"En." Ma Binghuang nodded, he was too simple and honest, Yang Ling was relieved, the prince was lucky to be able to see that he was still alive, this is the last ray of hope.

"Your injury..." Yang Ling saw that the arrow pierced Ma Binghuang's shoulder, and was terrified of getting a tetanus.

"Leave me alone, save the prince!" Ma Binghuang kept waving his hands, his sense of responsibility was quite strong now.

"it is good!"

Yang Ling led someone up the mountain and just passed the boundary, "Whoosh!" Yang Ling felt bad, and twisted his body hard, so dangerous, this arrow with a very tricky angle, stuck to Yang Ling's face passed.

"What a powerful archery!"

"Which one is Young Master Yang Ling?" There was a piercing voice among them, piercing ears, probably he was the leader, and a person stood out from the top of the hill, with his small head exposed, and the rest of his body hidden. Behind a tree, "Come on, let's negotiate a deal? Come up, how about changing the little prince? Others like the little prince, but we like you even more! Do you dare to show your face and let me shoot you to death with an arrow?" ?”

(End of this chapter)