Hou Xuanyan returned to Jinling and brought Huang Ying'er into the palace as usual. He first paid homage to Concubine Zeng Hou.

Huang Ying'er is in Fuzhou and has close contacts with the emperor and his family, and has the same affection for each other.

Huang Ying'er stared at Chen Fei's belly, her eyes full of envy. The three of them gathered together and chattered and couldn't finish their words. Hou Xuanyan, who had always been highly valued in the past, suddenly became a transparent person. He stood in the hall and looked left and right, shook his head and walked out of the hall with a smile.

The guards in the hall were all Hou Xuanyan's confidants. When they looked at him with respect, their waists were straighter.

Standing at the gate of the palace, the Forbidden City is like a maze, separating the world from the outside.

In the 26th year of Zhizheng in the Yuan Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had not yet become emperor at that time, built the new palace of King Wu here. With the Fugui Mountain of Zijin Mountain as its backer, Yanque Lake limited the scale of the palace, and some people suggested changing the site to build it. Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and filled Yanque Lake. Taizu's past style, now I can't help but feel sad. Exorcist Tartars and restore China, many heroes have made great achievements throughout history, and the achievements they have made in the future are three points inferior to one.

This is why the world is bustling with people and fighting for power and profit. One day, power can be in hand, and the mountains can be moved and seas can be reclaimed and commanded the world.

Hou Xuanyan naturally refused to walk around the palace and stood a little tired. He sat on the stone pier beside the railing and watched the sunset in the distance.

A palace maid brought a cup of steaming tea and bowed down. Hou Xuanyan sat on the railing with the tea, reached out and called the guard next to him with a move.

The guard was not old. When he saw Hou Xuanyan greeting him, his face turned red and he walked over: "Master General, are you calling me?"

When Hou Xuanyan heard his name, he could roughly know what kind of battalion he was from. Generally, veterans of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang suppression of Huiyi Division and recruiting soldiers in Suzhou called him the commander. First, they seemed friendly, and second, they could show their qualifications. The Huo character camp liked to be called Dashui, Hunan soldiers, and Sichuan soldiers rose late, so they called him the Duke of the Kingdom.

Hou Xuanyan asked, "I heard that you are from Songjiang. What's your name?"

"Hehe, the commander in charge is very good. The villain is from Songjiang Mansion, and his name is Zhang Quanhua. He followed Major General Xia Wanchun to Suzhou Taihu Lake to fight against the Qing Dynasty, and then he was lucky enough to be under the command of the commander in charge."

Hou Xuanyan laughed and said, "Then you saved me. When I fell into the river, you bastards almost ate my yellow dog."

The little guard Zhang Quanhua saw Hou Xuanyan’s talk in a good mood and said with a slight interest: “At that time, the villain could see that the Supervisor was not an ordinary person. The Qiantang River was famously turbulent, and the Supervisor could be safe and sound. He must be the one who was blessed by God. Later, he heard that the Supervisor escaped from the moat in Jiading. Isn’t this a blessing from the gods?” The nonsense played by Hou Xuan was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The veterans basically knew that his Supervisor was a semi-god who was inspired by the King of the East. He was going to become an immortal and came to the family to take revenge after he had been alive. In addition, these days, Hou Xuanyan was smooth sailing, and this statement was even more marketable. In Suzhou, where Hou Xuanyan’s most prestigious, there were those superstitious old men who had secretly worshipped his mud statue at home.

"God protects you? Haha." Hou Xuanyan stood up, feeling unhappy, and asked casually: "Does there still be my mother at home?"

"Hi! The family is full of short-lived people. When the Tartars come, I survived myself."

I don’t know how much sadness is hidden in this light sentence. When the Qing Dynasty attacked the Yangtze River, the number of prefectures in Yingtian was the first to be hit by Yingtian Prefectures. In the Taicang of Songjiang Prefecture, the Qing soldiers of the Han Eight Banners in the north were bloody and cold-blooded, burned, killed and plundered, and the entire Songjiang was killed and injured.

People in peacetime were incomprehensible cruelty and bloody, and their lives were as cheap as grass. When a soldier raised his butcher's knife, he was no longer a human, but more like a wild beast. The heart of kindness and forgiveness disappeared, the animal nature was deeply rooted, and the human nature was almost weak. At this time, there was no distinction between Manchu and Han, only humans and animals. Animals chose people to eat, and people rose up to resist. Hou Xuanyan always believed that this was the true meaning of the Anti-Qing Dynasty.

The little eunuch in the hall came out to pass the message, and the queen left Huang Ying'er to sleep overnight.

Hou Xuanyan patted the guards on the shoulder and said, "You are my veteran, and like me, your parents and brothers died in the Tartars. They are considered to be sympathetic. Keep the imperial city for me and I will take you across the river to take revenge."

"Don't worry, the villain has nothing else. There is only this kind of flesh and blood. I am willing to sacrifice my head and shed blood for the Supervisor."

Hou Xuanyan raised his eyes and saw that there were such guards in the imperial city. They were straight and energetic, and a burst of heroic spirit filled their eyebrows. How could the army of yam be without any pride?

Hou Xuanyan was suddenly full of heroism. Zhu Yuanzhang was able to raise troops from this Jinling City to restore China. What is the difference between my Northern Expedition Army?

Looking at the first half of Taizu's life, strong enemies surrounded him and heroes rose up together, and none of them were ordinary people. Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng, Fang Guozhen, Ming Yuzhen...

At this time, heroes emerged and heroes grew. If Zhu Yuanzhang had not been too prominent and had the courage to fight Chen Youliang in Poyang Lake, ending the situation of separatist rule too early. Otherwise, this period of history would have been as exciting as the Three Kingdoms.

Although I don’t have any strong teammates now, my opponent is even more unbearable.

The southern separatist towns were all incompetent. Zheng Zhilong, the only stronger, still has a pirate mind and does not have the same appearance as an emperor. Ding Kuichu was simply a rich man who became rich and only cared about hiding his wealth after he accumulated, without knowing how to develop his power. Zhu Youlang was surrounded by "righteous gentlemen" like Lu Daqi. With them, Hou Xuanyan was very relieved.

Although the Mongol Yuan had already declined at that time, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, far from being able to compare with the Qing Dynasty, which was less than 100,000 people in armor. At this time, the Manchus were short-sighted and ignorant, not yet enlightened, and full of thoughts of slave society. They were lucky enough to enter the Central Plains, and were extremely extravagant, and they were lost in the wealth and glory of the Han family that dazzled them in just a few years. The speed of decay and depravity had never been so fast.

The only thing to worry about is Wu Sangui, Kong Youde and other owl generals of the Eight Banners of Han, who may be able to fight. However, he held the richest territory in his hand, had hundreds of thousands of troops, and his good generals were like clouds, and his prospects were bright.

Hou Xuanyan came outside the palace, took the reins handed over by Hu Bawan, and turned over the horse and squeezed the horse's belly. The horse neighed and left.

Looking back, the palace is majestic and majestic. The setting sun shines out a dragon hanging in the clouds, with its teeth and claws, and a figure of soaring into the sky. From a corner of the imperial city, the dragon's tail is hidden in the boundless palace, as if it is rising up in this palace.
Chapter completed!