At present, Deng Ming has nothing to do in Wanxian all day long. The army is preparing to return to Fengjie, but it is not possible for the time being. Deng Ming feels that there is no need to delay and should go to Fengjie to meet Wen Anzhi quickly. At the same time, the command of the army in his hand also needs to be transferred - Zhou Kaihuang and his subordinates will definitely return to Dachang, but the former Tan Wen team will definitely be controlled by Wen Anzhi.

Deng Ming summoned all the officers together and told Wen Anzhi's letter to go to Fengjie himself. As for military affairs, of course, they handed over the responsibility of Zhou Kaihuang and Li Xinghan. After hearing Deng Ming's arrangements, many people shouted that Deng Ming would be unstable when he left, but some people supported him. They felt that Deng Ming had a noble status and there was no need to stay in Wanxian all day long to deal with these trivial matters - in fact, Deng Ming rarely handled specific affairs.

The main problem at the moment is who will stay among the officers to defend Wanxian. No matter who is left, it will be very dangerous. There are more than 6,000 prisoners in the 2,400 Ming army and the prisoners. Not only are they slow to operate together, but they may not be sufficient. This problem has troubled the Ming army for several days. Deng Ming had a case and quickly asked before he left: "Let's go, let Xiong Lan cut off the rear."

Before the New Year, Deng Ming was curious about why Xiong Lan was depressed and unsuccessful, so he attracted a few Tan Hong's subordinates to ask about it. It turned out that this matter was unusually simple. It turned out that Xiong Lan's biological mother was a concubine. Compared to this, Xiong Lan relied on the relationship that her concubine was Tan Hong's concubine to obtain a position was not a big deal.

When Tan Hong's subordinates reported with contempt that Xiong Lan had a concubine and gave birth to a child, Deng Ming didn't think anything after hearing this, but the other officers immediately looked disdainful and burst into laughter. After seeing them all look arrogant, Deng Ming understood that Tan Hong's confidant was ashamed to be with Xiong Lan. Deng Ming was a little confused about this discriminatory psychology. Deng Ming was a little confused. His mother and aunt were both concubines, which means that both sisters were miserable women in troubled times, and they must have a low birth and unfortunateness. In theory, sympathy should be sympathized. Could it be that the parents of these officers were from wealthy families? Most of them were children of poor families, and their only advantage was that the Ming media married them. Deng Ming realized that he felt that nothing big was a big deal in the eyes of these Ming people. Even if others were poor, they still had a righteous wife and children. In the eyes of these people, Xiong Lan could be said to be a by-product.

"Is that little maid raised?" After learning about Xiong Lan's origin, Ming Jun began to call Xiong Lan with such swear words, and to him it seemed that this could not be called insult.

"We can't leave all at once, we can only leave one batch after another, and we won't let Xiong Lan lead people to stay. Do we have to leave our own brothers behind?" Although the officers under us all used this despicable title, Deng Ming had never used this title.

Deng Ming believed that Xiong Lan could stay with an unreliable group of people and continue to reclaim the land around Wanxian, while the 2,400 Ming army brought more than 1,000 more reliable men to return to Fengjie.

"Will that little maid be honest? He has tossed and turned twice."

"It's better than leaving others behind." Deng Ming didn't think Xiong Lan was a trustworthy guy, but on the other hand, this kind of capricious person was not very dangerous even if he joined the Qing army. Santan had been operating around Wanxian for many years and reclaimed a lot of land. It would be a pity if he abandoned it.

While Deng Ming and the officers were discussing these military affairs, Zhao Tianba did not speak but pondered quietly beside him. Taking advantage of a pause in the conversation, Zhao Tianba suddenly interrupted: "Mr. Deng, can you read the letter of the supervisor again?"

Deng Ming then read it again. Zhao Tianba listened very seriously. After Deng Ming finished reading it, he said, "The supervisor did not urge the gentleman to go to worship the ritual immediately."

"No, what's wrong?" Wen Anzhi's letter was written enthusiastically and expressed his eagerness to see him, but he did not ask Deng Ming to leave immediately.

"Can you show me the letter from the supervisor?" Zhao Tianba asked.

"Of course," Deng Ming felt something strange, but he still handed the letter to Zhao Tianba and asked with a smile: "Isn't Brother Zhao illiterate?"

"Just check the seal," Zhao Tianba took the letter and replied. After looking at the seal on the letter, he suddenly looked up and asked loudly: "It is a customary thing for the supervisor to check the seal? Has Mr. Deng never looked carefully?"

Zhao Tianba's actions just now puzzled Deng Ming, but after hearing Zhao Tianba's retort, Deng Ming felt relieved: It turned out that this was a military practice.

"I really don't know this rule, so Brother Zhao laughed." Deng Ming shook his head and smiled.

"I forgot to explain. This kind of letter must be carefully checked just in case." Zhao Tianba also smiled and put the letter sent by Wen Anzhi into his arms: "I will return it to Mr. Deng later."

"No hurry." Deng Ming turned his head and continued to discuss with other officers about staying behind, farming and marching along the way.

Zhao Tianba quietly walked out of the conference hall, found Qin Xiucai, and handed him the letter from Wen Anzhi: "Read it slowly several times, and you can't make a mistake in a word!"

...

Fengjie.

Wen Anzhi has been paying attention to the news reported from Wanxian in the past few days. In the afternoon, the guards reported that an envoy came from Wanxian, and Wen Anzhi immediately asked him to recruit him.

"I have met the supervisor."

Wen Anzhi looked closely and saw that the envoy was Zhao Tianba, a thousand households of the Jinyiwei. Last year, after being ordered to escort several eunuchs and envoys from the court came to Kuizhou to appease the army, Zhao Tianba was always by Wen Anzhi's side. It was not until he went to Chongqing that Wen Anzhi asked him to act as a contact person in the vanguard Yuan Zongdi's army. Of course, there was also a hint of military supervision to ensure that Yuan Zongdi could work seriously. When he heard that Zhao Tianba was mostly lost to the city of Chongqing, Wen Anzhi was deeply saddened by the loss of such a capable subordinate.

Wen An later came to know through the roster that Zhao Tianba was still alive, but it was difficult for Zhao Tianba to know how to read or write, and it was difficult for him to secretly contact him. Now that Zhao Tianba can come to Fengjie alone, Wen Anzhi was overjoyed.

"Get up."

"Thank you, the supervisor," Zhao Tianba stood up without hesitation, and immediately asked: "Does the supervisor have any suspicion of Mr. Deng?"

"Mr. Deng? That Deng Ming?" Wen Anzhi's face darkened: "What's going on with this person? Tell me about it in detail."

"I dare not say who he is, but in the opinion of Bei Zhi, it is likely to be the Lie Emperor..." Zhao Tianba was afraid that Wen Anzhi would engage in recklessness. With Deng Ming's prestige in the army now, if Wen Anzhi was not good for him, Zhao Tianba might have a big trouble. Even he himself thought that Deng Ming was mostly a prince. If Wen Anzhi dealt with Deng Ming and Zhao Tianba would associate the internal conflicts of the royal family and the killing of each other.

"Stop!" Wen Anzhi shouted angrily without waiting for Zhao Tianba to finish speaking. Even a loyal and reliable person like Zhao Tianba was confused. Wen Anzhi was very surprised: "It is related to the reputation of Emperor Lie, how can you speak wisely!"

Zhao Tianba was not in a hurry, and listened quietly to Wen Anzhi's reprimand. When Wen Anzhi scolded him for being tired and rested, Zhao Tianba took out a roll of painted paper from his arms and held it in both hands and presented it with him: "Please look, Supervisor."

"What is this?" Wen Anzhi said strangely, reaching out to take the paper. Zhao Tianba didn't answer, but took two steps back and stood quietly. He had already convinced Deng Ming to set off with the army with the reasons such as calming people's hearts, and he went to Fengjie and Wen Anzhi to tell the situation after the war in Chongqing first.

"This is...this is..." As soon as I turned the first page, Wen Anzhi's voice suddenly trembled. Zhao Tianba saw that General Wen looked at the picture without turning his eyes, and his arms trembled.

"Where does this come from?" Wen Anzhi turned around and looked at Zhao Tianba and shouted sternly.

"I have never been to the capital. Mr. Deng painted some scenery in Wanxian a few days ago, including this one. I don't know whether it is true or false." Zhao Tianba replied in a steady tone. Judging from Wen Anzhi's performance just now, Master Supervisor immediately recognized the thing on the painting without reminding him, and it was obvious that the scenery on the painting was extraordinary.

"Is this what Deng Ming painted?" Wen Anzhi turned around and looked at the painting carefully again. His eyes were almost sticking onto the drawing paper. After a while, he asked, "Have he ever said what he was painting?"

"Reply to the commander's words, Mr. Deng said that he drew the imperial city, and the pictures behind them were all." Before leaving Wanxian, Zhao Tianba managed to collect a few more pictures from others, and the pictures brought to Wen Anzhi were all clearer.

Wen Anzhi hurriedly flipped it back again after hearing this, looking at the painting paper behind one by one. Among them, there was a painting of Deng Ming. In the 21st century, everyone would not pay much attention to this thing. However, in the feudal imperial era, Huabiao represented the supremacy of the emperor, the majesty of the royal power and the sacred order of the superiority of the emperor.

Wen Anzhi has looked at Huabiao with admiration and eyes countless times, but he asked himself that he could never draw such a picture. He could remember many details at a glance, but if he couldn't see this picture, he would definitely not be able to pick up these memories. Wen Anzhi believes that those who can draw this picture must be very familiar with Huabiao. How could he know that Deng Ming once went to sketch with his classmates and drew dozens of architectural sketches inside and outside the Forbidden City. Wen Anzhi turned it back again

At the front one, I remembered the scene when I was just awarded the Jinshi, and I was surrounded by Jinshi of the same year and Jinshi. Wen Anzhi was the most eye-catching one of them. He was then introduced to the palace hall to answer with the emperor and the imperial teacher, and was given the joy and glory of the identity of Shujishi, and full of ambitions... Wen Anzhi remembered the scholarly spirit and ambition at that time. How could he think that one day the Ming Dynasty would be so ruined?

Wen Anzhi slowly turned back, and the majestic Huangji Palace in his memory appeared clearly in front of him again, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Last Emperor..."

Zhao Tianba was surprised to see that Wen Anzhi suddenly stroked the pictures of Deng Ming, his eyes full of tears.

"Supervisor!" Zhao Tianba took a step forward, but he didn't know how to comfort Wen Anzhi.

"This gentleman claims to be the descendant of Emperor Lie, right?" Wen Anzhi's loss of composure did not last long. He raised his head and asked.

"Mr. Deng has never claimed to be the descendant of Emperor Lie..."

"Who is Mr. Deng claiming to be?" Wen Anzhi asked in confusion, obviously unable to bear Zhao Tianba's slow speech speed.

"Mr. Deng has never claimed to be a prince or prince." Deng Ming has repeatedly denied his identity as a royal family these days. Zhao Tianba told Wen Anzhi in detail, and his expression became more and more serious.

"If he is true, why should he hide his identity?" Wen Anzhi originally believed Deng Ming's identity as a clan because he saw the painting, but now he heard that Deng Ming denied it so firmly, and he felt very strange.

"Hao and stupid."

Wen Anzhi thought about it and couldn't figure out the reason here. Finally, he sighed: "Well, it's not too late for me to ask again when Mr. Deng arrives in Fengjie."

Before he knew it, Wen Anzhi changed the title of Deng Ming.

...

Amid Wen Anzhi's eagerness, soldiers finally came to report that Deng Ming had led his army to Fengjie.

All the more than 2,400 Ming troops who escaped from the city of Chongqing returned to Fengjie. No one was willing to stay in the dangerous land like Wanxian. In the end, Wanxian was left to Xiong Lan to take care of. At present, at least nominally, Xiong Lan still obeyed Fengjie's leaders in Wanxian. After being ordered to stay behind, he also wrote a letter to Fengjie, asking him to be given at least one thousand generals in the name of restraining his subordinates.

After Wen Anzhi met Deng Ming, he felt that he could not see through him. The other party said indifferently that he pretended to be a royal family just to stabilize the morale of the army and to defeat Tan Hong. Tan Yi did not seem to feel that it was inappropriate to be called "Your Highness" by thousands of people. No matter how Wen Anzhi asked about his life experience, he would use the reason for "forget it" to make excuses. If he had forgotten his life experience, how did these paintings be drawn? Wen Anzhi also heard Zhao Tianba say that Deng Ming was familiar with historical allusions... He did not forget the palace, did not forget the books he had read, did not forget how to write, and to fight his parents' background alone. How could there be such a person with directional amnesia in the world?

However, the more Deng Ming seemed to be fearless, the more Wen Anzhi couldn't figure out his background. He talked politely for the afternoon, but still couldn't figure out the other party's identity or guess the other party's thoughts. Putting aside Deng Ming's life experience, his contribution was real, and Wen Anzhi had no good way to cure him. In the final analysis, Deng Ming had never claimed to be a royal family. Although his attitude was not under the imperial power, he felt that the credit and situation were inconvenient to be punished. The most important point was that Wen Anzhi was not sure whether the person on the other side had the qualification to look at the imperial power equally.

Wen Anzhi deliberately talked about some geographical scenery and tried to test Deng Ming's background indirectly, but soon found that the other party seemed to know more than him. Not only could the big rivers and rivers speak names, but it seemed that he had seen even the seas. Whether it was the North China Plain or the Jiangnan Water Town, Deng Ming's answers were almost the same when he was asked about these places. Wen Anzhi, who had never enjoyed the benefits of TV news, even had a feeling that this young man is almost one-quarter of his life, and his knowledge is more extensive than himself. He is so young, where do he see so many things?

There are two ways to identify the true or false. For example, someone leads a dog but claims that it is a pig. If the bystander knows very well what the pig should look like, then of course he can immediately tell that it is a lie; if he doesn't know the pig, he needs to know the dog to see through it. If he recognizes the person he takes at a glance, he will definitely be a dog, and even if he doesn't know what the pig looks like, he will not be deceived. Judging from Wen Anzhi's current situation, if he has a clear understanding of all kinds of royal families and determines that Deng Ming is not one of them, he can be unconfused; or, if Wen Anzhi can see that Deng Ming is a person in the 21st century, he can also be sure that he is definitely not a member of the Ming Dynasty.

But Wen Anzhi could not do anything. Wen Anzhi had seen only a few children of the royal family. Although Deng Ming's words were strange, Wen Anzhi dared not say that the strange one was not a family. Before, Wen Anzhi's confidence in distinguishing the truth from the second way to identify the truth from the false. He felt that he was knowledgeable and could see the other party's original identity clearly. However, after contact, Wen Anzhi was basically sure that the other party was not a scholar, farmer, craftsman, merchant, fisherman, actor or military household that he had met. In short, all the social groups Deng Ming and Wen Anzhi had seen were not similar - so who else were left? There were still children of the royal family who were raised behind the high walls and deep palaces. Wen Anzhi had never had the chance to understand this in-depth.

Wen Anzhi's confusion was very similar to Yuan Zongdi's feelings at the time. Excluding what they knew, only the social group of the Tian Family clan who was not familiar with, who was always hidden behind layers of fog. The more they were unable to identify the other party's identity, the worse it was. Seeing that two hours had passed, there was nothing left, Wen Anzhi, who was anxious, staying Deng Ming for dinner, still wanted to continue to work hard to find out the truth.

"What should the royal family look like?" When Deng Ming went to change his clothes, Wen Anzhi felt that the exclusion method was no longer useful and must be verified directly. But this question made him a little confused. Needless to say, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, even actors and military households also had obvious commonalities. These possibilities have been eliminated by Wen Anzhi. What should be the unique characteristics of the royal family? Wen Anzhi felt it was difficult to draw a conclusion.

You can observe Deng Ming's etiquette when eating, but Wen Anzhi felt that even if the other party was polite, it would not mean that he must be a royal family. As he thought about it, Wen Anzhi had another idea, and he asked someone to get a small tube, which was a good thing given to him by Emperor Yongli.

"In theory, the royal family should know this thing, and if it was Emperor Lie, he should know it even more." Wen Anzhi took out a black gift from the tube, thought for a moment, and took out another one more with great sincerity.

"But if he doesn't know, he may not be a royal family. This cannot be used to deny his identity." Wen Anzhi was a little reluctant to let go of this, so he put the two in his hand back into one of the magazines.

"Oh, I can't bear to cover my shoes." Wen Anzhi hesitated again and again. Although this gift might not have spyed on any valuable information, it had been afternoon and there was no progress. Wen Anzhi really didn't know how to report this strange thing to the court. He took out one from the tube and made two again.

After handing the two to the servants together, Wen Anzhi thought about how to test without showing any expression, while asking Deng Ming to invite him: "Please come and have a meal."

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