Chapter 116 The class teacher returns to the dynasty
After half a day of preparation, Zhu Gaoxu came to Zhu Di solemnly and said: "Your Majesty, all matters regarding the sealing of the wolf to Xu are ready. When do you think the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will begin?"
Zhu Di: "It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun. We will hold a ceremony to worship the sky early tomorrow morning."
The next day, the white light of the fish belly lit up in the east, the eagle soared in the sky, the wolf lived on the top of Xu mountain, and Zhu Di, wearing armor, walked up step by step.
The breeze passed by, blowing his cloak. He stood on the top of the mountain. The moment he spoke, his momentum was like a rainbow, "The yellow sky is thick and the earth is long. Today, I, Zhu Di, am here to warn the heaven and the earth. This is the boundary of the Ming Dynasty. May God bless me."
The Ming Dynasty will last for eternity, and we will protect our people of the Ming Dynasty in prosperity and well-being."
The wind and clouds were surging, as if the sky was responding to his prayers.
"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, led by the king of Han and the king of Zhao, shouted loudly, and the sound echoed in the empty grassland.
Zhu Di looked back at the dense crowd of soldiers, and felt very happy. From now on, this vast world has returned to the Ming Dynasty.
For a long time, Zhu Di looked away from the mighty army. He looked far away in the direction of the Jurchen tribe. At this moment, I am afraid that no one except Zhu Muchen could understand what he was thinking.
The Jurchen tribe, a tribe that would cause fatal damage to the Ming Dynasty in the future, was already a major concern for Zhu Di.
Now that Oara and Tatar have been destroyed, it is reasonable and reasonable for Zhu Di to focus on the Jurchen tribe in Jianzhou.
The victory in this battle not only boosted the morale of the Ming Dynasty soldiers, but also played a decisive role in promoting Zhu Di's grand plan of expanding the territory.
After the heaven-sacrifice ceremony was over, in the main tent of the army, regarding who to appoint to manage the Oara and Tatar tribes, King Zhao of Han and Yu Qian each recommended candidates.
However, Zhu Di did not adopt anyone's opinions. He only said that this matter was of great importance and that he needed to discuss it with the ministers after his return to the court.
When night fell, a bonfire was lit outside the main tent, and there were several bonfires in the distance. Zhu Di and others sat around the bonfire. The atmosphere, which had been tense for a long time because of the war, finally relaxed at this moment.
Zhu Di also lost his usual majesty and aloofness. Now he was holding a wine bowl and chatting with the King of Han and others.
Even Yu Qian's face was full of smiles as he ate the mutton with big mouthfuls.
"King Chu, why don't you eat?" Yu Qian looked at Zhu Muchen who was sitting next to him. He had been holding the wine bowl in his hand for a long time, but he didn't see him putting it into his mouth.
It was a great day, but Zhu Muchen seemed to have something on his mind.
"I just looked at this great river and mountains, and suddenly I felt a little emotional." Zhu Muchen didn't intend to elaborate, but wanted to be vague.
I don't know whether Yu Qian drank too much or was too happy. He picked up the wine bowl and touched the wine bowl in Zhu Muchen's hand. He also took his arm and brought it to his mouth.
Then he asked in Zhu Muchen's ear: "What emotion did King Chu feel?"
Zhu Muchen drank it all in one gulp, grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth with bold movements.
"Many people spend their entire lives proving that they can do it; some people spend their entire lives proving that they can do it to the person they care about most."
When Zhu Muchen said this, he looked at Zhu Di. He fought in all directions to protect his family and the country. He worked so hard to prove to his father that he could do it.
The King of Han, Zhu Gaoxu, had been fighting openly and secretly all his life. Wasn't he trying to prove to his father that he was no worse than others?
The sound of "Father." suppressed them all their lives.
Zhu Muchen is looking at the people in the long history, feeling emotional and sad for them.
The mountains and rivers are still there, the sun and the moon are eternal, but the heroes are easy to pass away.
"Who doesn't have any regrets in their lifetime? Let's look back at those people written in the history books and feel sad for them, but that is their best destination." Yu Qian saw clearly.
Zhu Muchen looked at him after hearing this, and the two smiled at each other, ending this heavy topic.
"King Chu." Zhu Gaoxu's voice came from behind, and Zhu Muchen turned around and stood up.
"King of Han, what advice can you give me?" Zhu Muchen asked.
"I'm not talking about giving you advice. I just came to have a chat with you, King Chu. You have contributed a lot to this great victory in the Northern Expedition. When I return to Beijing, the emperor will definitely reward you."
"King Chu, those who are capable work harder. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility on this shoulder." Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui also came over and patted Zhu Muchen on the shoulder.
These two people obviously had something to say. Just now he saw what Zhu Gaoxu and the others were talking about with Zhu Di. Could it be that Zhu Di talked to them about the Jurchen tribe in Jianzhou?
Just when Zhu Muchen was guessing, Zhu Di called him.
"Your Majesty, I am here." Zhu Muchen walked to Zhu Di and stopped. Yu Qian followed him and saluted Zhu Di.
"Tell me, you two, how should we deal with this Jianzhou Jurchen?" Zhu Di spoke slowly.
As soon as the word "disposal" came out of his mouth, Zhu Muchen knew that Zhu Di had already regarded the Third Division of Jianzhou as something in his pocket. What he wanted to do most now was probably to take advantage of it.
After all, Yu Qian was a civil servant and was not interested in marching and fighting. He believed that the most important thing now was to build up the territory he had conquered. As for the Jurchens, as long as they stayed on their own terms, there was no need to antagonize them.
After Zhu Di heard what he said, he lost interest and looked at Zhu Muchen.
"Hit." When Zhu Muchen met Zhu Di's eyes, he said this word loudly and forcefully.
Zhu Di's eyes suddenly flashed with light, like a beam of light across the dark sky.
There has never been anyone like Zhu Muchen who could speak one word to his heart.
Even the King of Han, Zhu Gaoxu, was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that Zhu Muchen was quite angry. When the emperor asked him, he always looked at other things, for fear of saying a wrong word and making his father unhappy.
Only then did he think of throwing this hot potato to Zhu Muchen. Unexpectedly, he would make the emperor very happy with just one word from him.
"Weird." Zhu Gaoxu frowned. "What kind of ecstasy soup did Zhu Muchen pour into the emperor?"
"They are like father and son." King Zhao added.
"We have to fight, but we have to wait until the time is right, such as this Northern Expedition. Only when the time, place and people are favorable can we win in one battle." Zhu Muchen added.
Zhu Di nodded in agreement.
Nowadays, his three sons are at odds with each other. It is not easy to achieve the right time, right place and right people in the true sense.
Zhu Di is a veteran, he understands.
It is said that no one knows his son better than his father. How could he not know what King Zhao of Han was thinking in his heart?
"We will discuss it later when we return to the court. This matter is not urgent." Zhu Di said and waved his hand.
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Outside the city of Nanjing, a large number of people had already gathered, and it was even more massive than when they sent the Ming army to the expedition. After all, life and death were unknown during the expedition, and many people were unwilling to participate in a farewell. But now that they have returned from the victory, the people are very popular.
Shock, basically everyone in Nanjing who could still move came here to welcome the returning army.
At the gate of the city, Prince Zhu Gaochi was dragging his fat body and looking around. Under the scorching sun, the sweat on his head was wiped again and again, and it seemed that it could not be wiped off at all. Although the army came to report, they were talking about a great victory.
But after all, he was his father and his son, so he still couldn't help but worry.
Behind him, in addition to a group of civil servants and generals, were the families of the generals. The bellies of Hu Shanxiang and Sun Ruowei were slightly swollen, and they were obviously pregnant. Xu Xin was on the edge of the team, and her temperament was not the same.
It was not suitable for such a big scene. She was holding Zhu Haoran in her arms, and no one else came. Today's scene was crowded with people, and it was not suitable for talking about old times and family life, so she only brought little Haoran to pick her up.
On the horizon, the figure of the army slowly appeared. Zhu Gaochi wiped the sweat from his hands and shouted quickly: "The gongs and drums are beating, dear friends, come with me to welcome the Ming Dynasty's army in triumph!"
At this time, Zhu Gaochi didn't care about finding anyone to help him, and hurriedly walked forward step by step, while the officials and family members behind him could only keep up with him.
Zhu Di took the lead and walked forward leisurely. As he walked, he did not forget to smile and wave to the people around him. Behind him, Zhu Gaoxu also greeted the people with a smile on his face. Zhu Gaosui was more indifferent and just raised his head.
The one with breasts followed behind.
Different from when he left, Zhu Muchen was at the end of a group of several people. He could only get half a body behind Zhu Di after Zhu Di shouted. At this time, Zhu Muchen was obviously on par with Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui. His
There was no expression on his face because his eyes were always at the front of the team.
Even though there was a huge crowd, he still saw Xu Xin holding Haoran in the crowd at a glance. Just as he thought, she was the only one who came. If Haoran wasn't still quite clingy now, she might not even be there.
He knows how to lead. This does not mean that Xu Xin is dictatorial and just wants to dominate Zhu Muchen alone.
But they all understand that Zhu Muchen has never been a person who likes formalism, and he will never want to put everyone in possible danger because of himself. Even if the emperor and the prince are personally in charge today, the defense must be tight, but it is still rare to assassinate him.
Given the timing, there are many people with mixed eyesight, and someone might take a risk.
Zhu Di came to Zhu Gaochi, and Zhu Gaochi hurriedly knelt down and shouted loudly: "My son Gaochi, together with all the civil and military officials and the people of the city, respectfully welcome the Ming Emperor and the Ming King's Master on their triumphant return to the court."
Everyone outside the city knelt down and worshiped, shouting: "Long live my emperor, long live the emperor, the Ming army is mighty and invincible!"
Zhu Di smiled and said: "Pingshen."
When Zhu Gaochi heard this, he stood up happily, stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Di's reins, turned around to leave, and whispered with a smile: "Dad, you are back safely. My child has been worried about you in Beijing.
, if there were no good news coming from the front all the time, I would have wanted to go to the battlefield to find you in person."
