Zhu Cijiong slipped and fell into the muddy water.
After falling to the ground, Zhu Cijiong subconsciously wanted to get up, but he couldn't.
It was the long march that led to severe physical exhaustion. You must know that this was a rainy night march. In addition to physical exertion, there was also a loss of body temperature caused by the rain. It was a double critical blow.
After all, Zhu Cijiong is a thirteen-year-old child and cannot bear it anymore.
Wang Chengen, who was walking next to him, subconsciously wanted to reach out, but was stopped by Chongzhen.
Chongzhen took a step back, looked down at Zhu Cijiong, and said seriously: "Jong'er, you are the prince. I will make an exception and give you one more chance to choose. If you regret it now, I will send you back to Nanjing immediately."
"Father, who are you looking down on?" Zhu Cijiong's little face fell instantly.
Gritting his teeth, Zhu Cijiong roared like an angry little lion.
Then he got up little by little, and when he stood firm, he staggered forward again. The first few steps were still a little unstable, and it seemed that he might fall at any time, but soon, Zhu Ci stabilized his body and his steps became smoother.
firm.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ding is a true dragon." Wang Chengen wiped his nose. I don't know if the water flowing on his face was rain or tears?
"Wang Daban, what's wrong with you?" Chongzhen laughed at Wang Cheng'en, but turned his head and felt a sore nose. He was really moved by this kid Zhu Cijiong just now.
Undoubtedly, the cruel facts of the fall of the capital and the overthrow of the ancestral country gave Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong great mental stimulation, thus inspiring the tenacity and bloody spirit deep in their souls. They understand the country better than most diligent scholars.
What does it mean to destroy your family? So if you are willing to risk your life to protect this country, and you are willing to endure all the pain for this goal, what does it mean to just march through hardships?
However, being moved is one thing, and testing is another.
The straight-line distance from Nanjing to Xuzhou is only 600 miles. The actual road mileage is definitely more than 600 miles, but it will not exceed 800 miles even if it is exhausted. Therefore, no matter how difficult and slow this march is, it is only a twenty-day journey.
!
And this is far from Chongzhen's goal. What Chongzhen wanted was at least two months of hard march.
Two months later, when these hard-working scholars have experienced all kinds of hardships and finally reached Xuzhou, they will find that fighting seems to be easier than marching.
In short, even if there are no difficulties, Chongzhen will create difficulties.
Without the 25,000-mile Long March, there would be no Eighth Route Army or the Chinese People's Liberation Army.
By the same token, without a hard march that lasted for more than two months, it would not have been able to temper a group of iron-clad soldiers, and it would not have been able to support the backbone of the Ming Dynasty!
In fact, Chongzhen thought that two months was too short.
If conditions allowed, Chongzhen even wanted to extend the period of this painful march to more than half a year.
Unfortunately, Jiannu's army will move south in October, and because of the appearance of him as a time traveler, or to be more precise, due to the appearance of the imperial edict, Jiannu will most likely list the Ming Dynasty as its main target.
In this case, the Xuzhou defense line will bear unprecedented military pressure.
Therefore, Chongzhen had to rush to Xuzhou with his prince Qin before October.
Therefore, Chongzhen only had more than two months to polish Prince Qin.
Thinking of this, Chongzhen immediately beckoned Wu Baotan to come forward and said: "Wu Baotan, tell me my will. The whole army will turn west and go to Luzhou Prefecture."
"Ah? Luzhou Prefecture?"
When Wang Chengen heard this, his expression suddenly became stern.
The road to Luzhou Prefecture is very difficult, it is a mountainous area!
Also, what should we do in Luzhou Prefecture? Can’t we just go north?
Wu Ba Tan didn't say any unnecessary nonsense, he just agreed and galloped away.
Immediately, Chongzhen's decree was quickly passed down: The Holy One has decreed that everyone go to Luzhou Prefecture!
…
"What? Going to Luzhou Mansion?"
Fang Yizhi, Wu Yingji and other members of the aristocratic family were immediately dumbfounded.
Gu Gao is even worse. What is your Majesty doing? Are you deliberately torturing us?
"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!" Gu Gao's son's temper flared up again. He walked to sit on a stone beside the official road and said angrily, "It's enough to march on a rainy day. We can't march all night without being allowed to eat."
I have endured it, but now I suddenly want to turn my head and head west to Luzhou Prefecture. Isn’t this an attempt to punish people?"
Wu Yingji and others felt the same, but did not dare to speak out.
Only Gu Gao, a stupid young man, dared to say anything.
"Gu Zifang!" Wu Batan and Gu Gao cooperated to catch the stick, so they recognized each other.
Wu Baotan had already grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand and said murderously: "Are you going to resist the order?"
"I just..." Gu Gao originally wanted to say that I just wanted to resist the decree? But as soon as he met Wu Batan's eyes, he immediately swallowed the second half of his words back.
Wu Yingji and others also realized the danger and rushed forward to pull Gu Gao up again.
"Master Wu, please don't misunderstand. Zifang has no intention of resisting or disobeying the decree. We are leaving right away." Wu Yingji and Maoxiang carried Gu Gao forward, fearing that Wu would pull out the charcoal if they disagreed.
Kill people with a knife.
Wu Ba Tan grunted and rode forward to continue conveying his message.
"Brother Zifang, be patient." Maoxiang advised Gu Gao, "I don't believe this is the Holy Spirit's original intention. How much did the Holy Spirit value our scholars when he first arrived in Nanjing? How could he come up with such a bad idea to torment us?"
"That's right, that's right, what Brother Pijiang said makes sense." Wu Yingji agreed.
"This must be a treacherous villain who is making greedy remarks to the Holy One. We must rise up to fight against it."
After repeated persuasion by several young masters, Gu Gao finally lost his anger and walked forward with a dark face.
However, not long after we turned west, we ran into big trouble, because the road leading to Luzhou Prefecture was not the cobbled gravel road, but a dirt road, which would become muddy or even quagmire when it rained.
Such a dirt road is very strenuous for people and horses, not to mention horse-drawn carriages.
However, Prince Qin brought many carriages, but all of them were stuck in the quagmire.
The carriages were loaded with military equipment, including marching rations for the Qin princes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing that the carriage was stuck in the quagmire and could not move, the poor men spontaneously stepped forward to push the carriage.
Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and the others were also assigned several carriages. Previously, they were all driven by poor men.
But now the carriage is stuck in the mud, but the poor men cannot push it.
"Quick, a few more people, the carriage is too heavy and we can't push it!" Zheng Sen shouted with a dark face.
Gu Gao and the others snorted coldly and ignored them. They couldn't walk anymore and asked them to push the cart. Zheng Damu, what are you thinking?
Only Fang Yizhi said feebly: "Brother Damu, we really have no strength. As you know, we haven't eaten a grain of rice for four or five hours from noon to now. We really have no strength."
"Aren't we the same ones who haven't eaten a grain of rice?" A scholar from a poor family couldn't bear it anymore and sarcastically said, "Are you the only ones from aristocratic families who make fun of you?"
"Who? Who was it just now?" Gu Gao said angrily.
However, the poor scholar was not afraid and responded with consternation: "I'm the student from Kuaiji, Xu Yingwei!"
"Kuiji student member? Xu family?" Gu Gao said with a dark face, "It's the Xu family of Laodong, right?"
"Of course." Xu Yingwei said with a snort, "Although my grandma, the Xu family of Dongdong, is not comparable to a wealthy family like the Gu family of Wuxi, they are not afraid of trouble. If Mr. Gu has any tricks, just call him."
"Okay, you Mr. Xu, just wait for me." Gu Gao was filled with hatred.
This trip to the north to King Qin was really unexpected for Gu Gao. He had not yet earned his fame, but these poor children jumped out to provoke him one by one. Small families like the Xu family in Laodong had never even seen the Gu family in Wuxi.
Even if you are not qualified to step into the door, now you actually dare to jump out and provoke, everyone wants to overturn it, right?
Now even Zheng Sen couldn't stand Gu Gao's behavior as a young man from an aristocratic family.
"Gu Zifang!" Zheng Sen shouted with a dark face, "Now that we are all members of the Qinwang Scholars, we should work together and stop being so arrogant as the children of the aristocratic family. Come and push the cart together!"
"I won't push the cart, what will you do?" Gu Gao was furious.
Zheng Sen shouted loudly: "Don't forget, I am the eldest son of a scholar!"
More than 6,000 Qinwang scholars were briefly divided into groups before heading north.
Chongzhen selected more than 60 scholars from among them to serve as the chief scholars of each group.
As the leader of each group of scholars, he could make decisions on small matters, and report major matters directly to the Emperor Chongzhen.
The chief scholar of Gu Gao's group is Zheng Sen. This is also the reason why Gu Gao is so upset. Thinking that he is a descendant of the Gu family in Wuxi and the leader of Fushe, but he didn't take the turn to be the chief scholar?
Gu Gao still refused to admit defeat: "So what if you are the chief scholar?"
Zheng Sen shouted: "Before we set out outside the Jinchuan Gate, there was a clear edict from the Holy One. This time we go north to Qinwang, our fellow soldiers will all act in accordance with the military regulations of the border town. The orders given by our commander are military orders. But in this group, only
Anyone who disobeys orders will be warned once, flogged twice, and beheaded if he disobeys orders three times! Gu Gao, I am now giving you a formal warning. I hope you will respect yourself!"
Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and other young masters were stunned for a moment. They were careless. This time they were really careless! They actually did it for real?
At the beginning of the march outside Jinchuan Gate, Gu Gao and Wu Yingji did not take the imperial edict issued by Chongzhen seriously. They followed the military regulations of the soldiers in the border town to manage their Qinwang scholars. How could this be possible? So rude.
Wouldn't it be insulting to treat noble scholars like them? Absolutely not.
Only now did they finally react.
What the Holy One said was true, he really treated them as border guards.
"Brother Zifang, come on." Fang Yizhi was the first to react and quickly pulled Gu Gao forward to push the cart.
Even if it's just a show, Zheng Sen can't be prevented from coming to the stage. Otherwise, if Zheng Sen is really pushed into a hurry, he might really go directly to the emperor to report, then they will be in big trouble.
Gu Gao had no choice but to follow and push the cart.
With the joint efforts of all the soldiers, the carriage was finally pushed out of the quagmire.
Because Gu Gao didn't catch it, he slipped and fell into the mire.
