Zhu Di walked directly in front of Zhang Zhiyuan, bent down and stretched out his hands, holding Zhang Zhiyuan's arms with both hands, and held him up steadily.
After visiting the frontier fortress of Peiping several times, His Highness King Yan has never shown such affection and regard for others.
Once again, the way everyone looked at Zhang Zhiyuan changed.
This one is going to be very successful!
Zhang Zhiyuan was helped up by Zhu Di, and his heart moved slightly.
But his eyes were always extremely firm, and he kept his head lowered as if he didn't dare to look directly at His Highness Prince Yan.
At this time, Zhu Di had already moved his steps, put his hand on Zhang Zhiyuan's shoulder, and turned around, as if he was announcing to the people around him that he had gained another powerful general.
After some silent showing off.
Zhu Di slapped the armor on Zhang Zhiyuan's shoulder hard.
"How lucky the Ming Dynasty is to have such a powerful general, and how lucky I am to have such a powerful general!"
This is the tone.
Zhu Di turned back and looked at Zhang Zhiyuan: "Three out and three in, use weak troops to suppress strong enemies, and show the might of our Han family. I will never allow such a powerful general to be relegated to a low position, and he should be entrusted with important tasks based on key points!"<
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This clarifies the purpose.
Everyone knows that this young man, who has only been in the frontier for more than a month, has already got a great future that he cannot even imagine now.
For a time, echoes were endless, resounding on the frontier in this cold winter snow season.
However, Zhang Zhiyuan humbly whispered: "This is my duty. I dare not accept His Highness's praise so generously."
"No! You deserve it!" Zhu Di put one hand on his hips and waved the other hand, staring at Zhang Zhiyuan with piercing eyes: "If you have meritorious service, I will clearly reward and punish you. The Guards Division of Prince Yan's Mansion still lacks a commander.
, I’ll give it to you!”
Everyone present knew that King Yan wanted to reward Zhang Zhiyuan generously, but they never expected that this reward would be so generous.
Vertex
According to the ancestral teachings of the Ming Dynasty, the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty could set up royal guard divisions. There were three commanders and six for each thousand households. These people formed the core of each prince's palace and were also the military force that could be directly commanded by the vassal king.
As the northern vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty became vassals in recent years, the imperial court used the frontier vassal kings to take charge of the northern border defense and control the border troops.
The guards of the royal palaces, based on the royal palace's military system, are superior to the border troops, and they are often the true confidants of the kings.
This is like the thousands of households in Chaohe who are present, watching the door of their homes for Ming Dynasty and guarding Beiping Mansion.
But Prince Yan's Palace Guard Dusi is responsible for looking after the house and courtyard for Prince Yan's Palace.
Zhang Zhiyuan was also shocked. The reason why he went out to the fortress one after another after arriving in Peiping was to stand out in front of King Yan as soon as possible so that he could fulfill the important tasks and high expectations assigned by the emperor's grandson.
But he didn't expect that he would suddenly become a member of Prince Yan's Mansion?
Complex emotions arose in Zhang Zhiyuan's heart, but he insisted on holding on to the final bottom line despite his helplessness.
Perhaps, King Yan did have the magnanimity to know people well and use them without doubt.
But after all, he got to know the emperor's grandson first, and when he was in the most difficult time, it was the emperor's grandson who supported his whole family regardless of each other.
Seeing that Zhang Zhiyuan remained silent, Zhu Di thought he was shocked by the reward.
He immediately chuckled and pushed Zhang Zhiyuan: "How come, you dislike the stinginess of this king's reward?"
Zhang Zhiyuan immediately came back to his senses, bowed and clasped his fists, and his title changed silently: "How can I be so virtuous and capable as to deserve such a generous reward from His Highness? I will obey His Highness's orders and serve His Highness to the death!"
"Hahaha!"
In the snowy northern country, the laughter of Zhu Di, the king of Yan in the Ming Dynasty, resounded throughout the heaven and earth, blending with everything in the world.
It seems that he should grow up in this world.
"The snow is heavy, the New Year is coming, and the Yuan thieves just want to run away in a hurry."
"Zhiyuan comes with me back to Peking to spend this New Year together!"
……
"Such heavy snow."
Twenty-third uncle Zhu Huang, who was wrapped up into a ball of fur, was held in Tang Queqing's arms. His hands were tightly around Sister Tang's neck. Only his two eyes were exposed, staring at the sky in a flash.
Falling snow flakes.
In addition to being curious, he looked at the surrounding family members who were out for a snowy trip in Beijing. He quietly took out his pink and tender hand and took out the glove. He opened his fingers like lotus roots and pointed at the sky.
Grabbing it, I caught a bunch of snow flakes in my hand.
Snap!
A soft sound.
Zhu Huang trembled all over, quickly stuffed his hands into his gloves, hid under Tang Queqing's shoulders, quietly raised his head, and looked at the emperor's father who was glaring at him.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked helpless and glared at Xiao Twenty-san fiercely: "If you play in the snow again, I will ban you and keep you in the East Palace without dignity!"
Zhu Huang was really frightened at this moment.
He quickly held back his mouth and whispered: "Father, I don't dare anymore."
But snowflakes are really fun...
Zhu Huang saw that the emperor's father was humming and turned to look at the imperial village in the distance. Then he twisted his hips and turned around to look for Yunxi's good nephew.
Zhu Yunxi, who was walking at the front, was also wrapped up in a big mink sweater, and a thick cloak on the outside. He held the cloak tightly to his chest from the inside with his hands, and then he felt a little warm. I am so immortal that I want to persuade the old man to leave the palace on the day of Laba. After all, my father is so smart that no matter how much he persuades me, he will not move.
The old man couldn't resist his request and reluctantly agreed to leave the palace.
Thinking about it now, Zhu Yunxi felt that he might as well get together with his father, chatting around the stove and roasting the oranges saved in the palace.
Who knew the snow in Yingtian City would be so heavy this year.
When I first left the city, there were just a few small snowflakes. Not long after I left the city, the sky was filled with heavy snow.
And because from the official road to the village road, there seemed to be a canal dug by the common people that had not yet been built, so everyone had no choice but to abandon their carriages and walk in the ice and snow.
Zhu Yunxi turned around and glanced apologetically at Tang Queqing, who was holding the twenty-third uncle who was noisily following him out of the palace.
This girl's cheeks were already red from the cold, and her eyes were red from the cold wind.
On the other hand, Mu Yatou next to her looked ignorant, happily spinning in the snow and letting out a silver bell-like laughter.
At the front, Sun Cheng was leading the people to explore the road, one foot deep and one shallow, the other to make a way for everyone.
Behind them, Sun Gou'er and Yu Tian, both old and young, led several palace servants, carrying large and small boxes tied with red ribbons in their arms, and walked with great difficulty.
Zhu Yunxi stood on tiptoe and looked forward, with a smile finally showing on his face.
Turning back, enduring the wind and snow in his mouth, Zhu Yunxi shouted: "Grandpa, the Laoshan Imperial Mansion is ahead."
At this time, people in Laoshan Palace had already seen the person coming on the village road, and a group of people hurried over.
"The common people are waiting to see the emperor's grandson."
The common people rushed over and saw that the emperor's grandson, who had already been here twice, was here, and they hurriedly knelt down and worshiped on the ground.
Zhu Yunxi hurriedly grabbed the man who was approaching: "The snow is heavy, don't freeze, go to Zhuangzi to talk."
The few people who came to pick them up nodded, looked back at Sun Gouer and Yu Tian who were at the back carrying things, and quickly stepped forward to take the things over.
A few moments.
Everyone came to Zhuangzi.
Entering the house where the steward is located, he lit the furnace and boiled hot water.
Zhu Yunxi and others slowly recovered.
The village chief also rushed over with the help of the younger generation.
The old man just glanced at Zhu Yunxi, who was carrying a female scroll in the room, and hurried forward: "The common people pay homage to the emperor's grandson."
Zhu Yunxi smiled bitterly and had to stand up again to support the old man.
"Hurry up and sit down. I originally wanted to take advantage of the New Year's Day to bring things to Zhuangzi for the New Year, but I didn't expect it to snow so heavily outside the city."
The old man looked at the gift boxes piled in the corner, with a look of fear on his face: "The common people do not deserve such a generous reward from the emperor's grandson. This will shorten their lifespan."
"What our dear grandson gives you is nothing. It won't shorten your life span."
He huddled up and pulled Zhu Huan Ansheng to sit down. Zhu Yuanzhang, holding hot tea in his hand, raised his head and said calmly.
Good grandson?
The old man's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knelt down with the villagers waiting in the house.
"The common people pay homage to His Majesty."
"The ordinary people are ignorant and do not know that His Majesty is here in person. The ordinary people deserve to die."
Zhu Yunxi glanced at the old man whose face gradually became rosy after entering the room, and winked at Sun Gou'er.
Sun Gou'er took Yutian and other servants and stepped forward to help the people up.
Zhu Yuanzhang slapped Zhu Huang, who wanted to reach out directly above the stove, and then looked at the people in the imperial village.
"We just came to check on you and see if you are short of anything at home this New Year. If you are short of anything and your life is not going as you like, I can go back and punish those officials for you.
."
None of the ordinary people present dared to answer these words.
Zhu Yuanzhang took another look and said with a smile: "Sit down, everyone. Today we are not the Ming Emperor of Lao Shizi. We are the old men from the next village, with our good grandchildren and... girls, come here.
Walk around and ask for a mouthful of hot soup."
The emperor seemed to want to listen when he spoke.
The village chief looked around and then he dared to drop half of his butt on the stool.
The old man said nervously in a low voice: "The food eaten by the common people never ended up in His Majesty's mouth."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "Back then, we had to compete with the dogs at the entrance of the village for food. How could we not have enough food at home?"
This is also unacceptable.
Who in the Ming Dynasty didn't know how hard the old emperor of his family lived back then?
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the heavy snow outside at this time and said, "How is the harvest in Zhuangzi this year?"
The old village chief immediately replied: "Thanks to your Majesty's blessing, Zhuangzi has had a great harvest this year. After paying the taxes taken away by the imperial government, every household has a full warehouse of grain."
Zhu Yuanzhang felt relieved when he heard that every family had surplus food.
If even the people in the imperial village of Gyeonggi Province didn't have enough to eat or wear or keep warm, he really didn't dare think about what the people in other places in the Ming Dynasty would be like.
I thought this was Laoshan Palace.
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said: "Our Zhuangzi is so good! We are all good men! The last time we heard that the five good men of our Zhuangzi were killed by thieves, we were heartbroken. They were all good men of my Ming Dynasty. Although our family was good at that time.
Sun came personally to give rewards and compensation, but we always feel sorry for everyone. If there is something our family has done that is not good enough, just say it and we will change it."
Let’s change!
Since ancient times, which emperor would tell his people that if they think the emperor is not doing well, just ask him to change it.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes flashed, and he felt a burst of emotion in his heart.
Probably, apart from the person in front of me, only the person after him really cares about their people.