The country accumulated it for several years and took a year to defeat it with the strength of the whole country.
Although Zhu Yunxi has been staying at the foot of Daqing Mountain, busy building the so-called Daqing City that belongs to all herdsmen, he has not personally conquered the grassland as people expected.
But this does not mean that he is ignorant of what war is like.
The war is about money and food, and what is lost is human life.
The grassland on the edge of Hulun Lake is soaked in thick blood. Corpses are scattered across the grass. If there is no time to clean them up, they will be swooped down and pecked by the eagles in the sky.
Zhu Yunxi sat and looked at Daqingshan, and he could see all the time that the officials and people of the counties and counties within the entire Great Wall were busy working for the empire's ambitions. He could also see the officers and soldiers on the grasslands, working for the great cause of the empire.
He fell on the grassland forever.
When he held the flag of the Northern Expedition Army and walked past the small silent boxes.
Zhu Yunxi's heart became heavy again and again.
Although he knew very early on that there is no prosperous age without bloodshed and no great cause without sacrifice.
But when those originally vivid lives turn into dumb boxes in the blink of an eye, even a hard-hearted person will feel pitiful.
"I, together with the officers and soldiers of the Northern Expedition, have carried out the expedition according to the king's order. Fortunately, the order has been fulfilled. With the blessing of the emperor and heaven, the enemy has been destroyed and all the soldiers have returned. I hold the flag with integrity and hand over the military flag."
Bang.
After Zhu Yunxi finished speaking with a solemn expression, he waved and dropped the flagpole to the ground.
This flagpole is full of knife marks, some deep and some shallow, seeping with crimson blood. It cannot be faked.
The flagpole fell to the ground.
Zhu Yunxi held the pole in one hand and untied the flag with the other.
Using his palm as a knife, he kept slashing at the flag surface, and in a short time he gathered up the flag.
Zhu Gaochi, who was behind him, immediately stepped forward and carefully took over the flagpole. Then Zhu Yunxi held the flag, which was stained with blood and became heavy with blood, in his hands and walked forward to Zhu Biao again.
This is a ritual that has never existed before.
However, today is the first time it was shown on the political stage of the Ming Dynasty.
The squadron returned to the court to hand over the military flag.
Once it was announced that the army had returned to Beijing, power was transferred back to the emperor and the court, and was no longer under the control of the military generals.
Secondly, maybe it's because the flag is really too heavy.
The officials on the dock looked calm and stared at the big flag held by Zhu Yunxi indifferently.
Zhu Biao also had a solemn expression on his face.
He took a step forward and slowly raised his arms.
"Catch the flag."
Zhu Yunxi took another step forward, and the folded flag moved to Zhu Biao's arms.
The moment he took the flag, Zhu Biao's arms sank visibly under everyone's gaze.
How much blood must have been soaked in this?
The officials' hearts suddenly became heavy.
Zhu Biao's face also moved slightly. Even though he had been prepared, he was still surprised.
As a result, the prince's face became more solemn.
Holding the flag, turn around.
behind.
Qin King Zhu Ping, who was the clan commander of the Ming Dynasty clan, immediately stepped forward and took over the flag again.
Zhu Biao then spoke in a deep voice: "According to the imperial edict, the flag of the Northern Expedition was brought to the Ancestral Temple to be enshrined under the throne of the gods."
At Longwan Pier, the faces of the officials who came out of the city to greet him suddenly changed, and everyone looked surprised.
obviously.
No one outside the palace knew about this decision in advance.
What an honor it is to enshrine the flag of the Northern Expeditionary Army in the Imperial Ancestral Temple?
The Northern Expedition army, up and down, can all be proud of this from now on.
After the royal family generously paid tribute to the fallen soldiers, the royal family once again encouraged and recognized those soldiers who returned from the Northern Expedition in full glory.
The officials were surprised and shocked.
The faces of the more than 10,000 soldiers from the Northern Expedition who had returned in triumph and were still on the dock had moved expressions.
Their military flag entered the Ancestral Temple.
At this moment, they were willing to go on another battlefield from which they were destined to never return.
Because their military flags will always be enshrined in the Ancestral Temple as long as the Ming Dynasty is still there.
Wait until the military flag is handed over.
Not far away, the cabinet minister, the Grand Governor of the Governor's Office, Xu Yungong, Duke of Wei, immediately puffed up his chest.
"Welcome, the Northern Expedition soldiers enter the city!"
Prior to this, Yingtian City had already welcomed most of the Northern Expedition into the city.
However, the soldiers of the Northern Expedition that came out of Xu Yungong's mouth at this moment could only be a small silent box held in the hands of the emperor's own soldiers.
Xu Yungong and Ren Hengtai, along with the civil and military personnel on the dock, retreated to both sides, clearing the road leading to Waijinchuan Gate.
Zhu Biao glanced sideways at Zhu Yunxi, but without speaking, he clasped his hands together and hung them in front of him, walking silently to the side.
clatter.
The officers and soldiers holding the silent little boxes in their hands walked in unison.
Brand new military boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the ground.
Military foot drills have now spread from the martial arts hall to all military camps in Beijing.
In the sight of the audience.
The officers and soldiers holding the small boxes in their hands had their entire upper bodies motionless except for their two slender legs that were moving.
Rows of pro-army officers and soldiers, with solemn and silent expressions, began to move from the pier towards the city.
Enter the city from Waijinchuan Gate, exit the city at Zhengyang Gate in front of Hongwu Gate, and then go to the nearly built Tombs of Meritorious Officials in the south of the city.
Let these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty be admired and watched by the people in the city, which is another favor to them.
The pro-military officers and soldiers on the dock began to take steps one by one.
The sound of everyone's footsteps seemed to come from one person.
It's just that the sound is getting louder as the number of people moving increases.
despair.
despair.
Every sound of footsteps echoed in the city.
When all the pro-military officers and soldiers walked into the city gate, the Beizheng officers and soldiers outside lined up to follow them.
On the contrary, it was the civil and military officials present led by Zhu Biao who came last.
After entering the city, the pace of the officers and soldiers changed, becoming more calm and relatively fast.
The common people who were originally lined up in the city to welcome the Northern Expedition Army troops back to the court gradually fell silent at this time.
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I don’t know whose parents, whose wife, or whose children were crying in the crowd.
Zhu Yunxi always held his hands and followed step by step behind the prince's father.
Etiquette has existed since ancient times.
The purpose of etiquette passed down to this day is to plan a person from the depths of his heart.
Today is the first time that the Ming Dynasty has used completely different scenes and specifications to highlight the merits of these soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the empire, but it is not the last time.
"After passing the Dazhong Bridge, the military step will change to the forward step again, and after leaving Zhengyangmen, it will change to the straight step again."
After entering the city and probably after passing the three archways, Zhu Biao, who was walking in front of Zhu Yunxi, spoke in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi speeded up his pace a little, nodded and said: "Let father worry about it."
Zhu Biao smiled slightly and looked at the onlookers who could only stand outside and watch after both sides of the street were sealed off by the Bingma Division and the Beijing Army.
He said softly: "The important events of the country are in the army and in sacrifice. Soldiers live and die for the country, regardless of whether they have made achievements or not, they all have meritorious service to the country. The country cannot forget it, and it dare not forget it."
Only by paying great attention to the ceremony can we soothe the morale of the army and make it clear to the people that the country is not ungrateful and that it uses people to go forward and does not use people to go behind."
Zhu Yunxi nodded slightly.
This time, he did not know in advance all the preparations made by the imperial court for the return of the Northern Expedition Army.
Everything that happened today was according to the specifications set by the imperial court.
Zhu Biao walked very slowly, because among the crowd of people watching at the front, a large number of people broke through the blockade of the Military and Horse Division and the Beijing officers and soldiers, and knelt on the ground and kept wailing.
Those must be military households in Yingtian Mansion.
The officers from Yingtian Mansion had already rushed over to persuade these military households to give way first.
Zhu Biao glanced sideways at Zhu Yunxi who was following behind him.
"I think I have gained a lot from this northern tour. After seeing it with my own eyes, I know that I am indeed more calm."
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, raised his head, and showed a pure and honest smile to the prince's father: "It's all dirt brought back from Daqing Mountain."
Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment.
It's rare for me to praise my son for his calm behavior.
He explained that the reason why he looked calm was because after staying outside for a long time, there was more dirt on his face and his skin became darker, which made him look calm.
Some couldn't laugh or cry.
Zhu Biao said seriously: "The Daqing City you built by yourself is a good idea. The cabinet and the imperial court are discussing whether this approach can be implemented in other places in the future."
Zhu Yunxi was also stunned for a moment, and then said: "Chineseization is a very detailed matter, and the methods also require a little trial and error. We can't really let Tie Xuan take action every time, and end up with everything outside the Central Plains.
River of blood.”
"But like the Japanese and Jurchens, no one can be left alive?"
Zhu Biao suddenly spoke, with an ambiguous smile on his face, and looked at Zhu Yunxi carefully.
My little thoughts were discovered by my father.
Zhu Yunxi suppressed his expression and whispered: "We still have to adjust measures to local conditions."
He explained vaguely and feebly.
Zhu Biao laughed.
"Those who should be killed must still be killed, and those who should be appeased must be treated with care. The country cannot waste food and sleep. The weapons in your hands must be used when they should be used. As long as you think it is right, being a father means believing in it. Your decision."
It seemed like this kind of conversation hadn't happened for a long time.
wrong.
It should have never happened before.
Zhu Yunxi raised his head again and glanced at Zhu Biao with some confusion.
Zhu Biao shrugged.
The team's speed is restored.
After walking out a few more steps.
Zhu Biao then opened his mouth and said: "Let the officers and men of the army have a good rest for the past two days, and everything in the court will proceed accordingly. There will be no palace banquet tonight, so I will have to trudge back all the way, and I have to cheer up those people." to cope with it.
There are no preparations for tonight in the palace, but the old man wants to set up a few tables in Qianqing Palace for my family and the Huaiyou family to sit down and have a meal together."
Zhu Yunxi was a little surprised.
Now, the imperial court is treating the soldiers and horses returning to the court with unprecedented standards. However, no preparations were made at night, which is really different from the past.
Zhu Biao then said: "You don't have to hold back when you go to the Ancestral Temple later. Burn a few sticks of incense, pay your respects, and tell your ancestors that you can go home safely this time."
When a wanderer returns, he first pays homage to his ancestors and then gathers with his family.
This is also a long-standing tradition.
Zhu Yunxi didn't know how to speak for a while, so he just nodded silently.
Zhu Biao smiled and said: "There is no need to go back to Taisun's Mansion in the evening, just stay in the East Palace. Concubine Taisun and Concubine Taisun have not seen you for a long time, and the emperor's heirs are also very few.
Wen Shengshang only knows how to shout Aba Aba, but Poria already knows how to call Zuzu. After all, she has been in front of the old man for a long time, and it was Zuzu who shouted first."
When Zhu Biao said this, he finally showed some regret on his face.
If the old man hadn't taken the lead and allowed the two children to get close to each other on their own, wouldn't it be that they were called grandpa first instead of ancestors?
Zhu Yunxi's heart moved for no reason.
I have been away from Beijing for too long this time.
With a few words, the prince's father dragged himself back from the distant Daqing Mountain, and once again felt the warmth of home.
Zhu Yunxi thought about it carefully, and then said in a low voice: "I will send people to the far north to see if the strait there is really frozen as rumored. If the sea is really frozen, we will cross the strait. , go to the opposite side and walk south to take a look."
He did not directly say that he asked Zhu Yunwen to take Sun Cheng to North America to find out the truth and see if they could find the legendary Yin Shang survivors.
Zhu Biao's brows moved slightly, and then he said: "It's time to go and take a look. If there is really a new land, it will be a great contribution to our dynasty."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and said nothing.
The prince's father's meaning is very clear.
He didn't care if he sent Zhu Yunwen to North America, but if he really came back with good news, then Zhu Yunwen would have achieved merit.
Zhu Yunxi immediately took advantage of the situation and said: "Xie Ba from Liaodong Dusi sent some good things last time. There is a box of Dongzhu. When my son came back, people gathered them together. Later, I will share some with the palace."
Qiuniang is also training in the palace now.
Zhu Biao smiled again, looking very pleased.
The father and son ended their conversation.
Throughout the whole process, there was no mention of the Northern Expedition, nor was there any discussion about what Ming Dynasty should do next. They just made some short-term remarks.
The Northern Expedition army, which was returning to Beijing and passing through the city, walked until the evening, after the sun quietly set in the west, and then left Yingtian City from Zhengyang Gate in goose steps, heading towards the Tomb of Meritorious Officials in the south of the city.
Later.
The officials dispersed.
The meritorious deeds of Huaiyou's family who accepted the decree also had their own people accompanying them into the palace.
Zhu Yunxi rushed to the Ancestral Temple first.
After entering the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the excitement outside due to the triumphal march of the army, and the solemn atmosphere of the dead soldiers passing through the city to be watched and paid homage by the people all over the city, all disappeared from Zhu Yunxi's side.
Lanterns were lit up all around the Ancestral Temple.
Under the pillars, a small number of pro-army officers and soldiers were silently on guard duty.
Zhu Yunxi walked into the main hall of the Imperial Ancestral Temple alone.
In front of me, the whole palace is brightly lit.
The statues of gods enshrined on the throne stood quietly in front of them.
He was about to step forward to burn incense and worship.
There were footsteps coming from the side.
"You went behind my back and tricked my brother Bing again?"