The waves of the Han River are surging, and Xiangyang City is full of people.
A large number of people, including men, women, old and young, gathered on both sides of the street. It was a sea of people and extremely crowded.
The wide street has been sprinkled with yellow sand and watered, making it look extremely clean, even the cleanest in a century.
The four-foot-wide street has already been cleared.
People were crowded, and as early as when the streets were ordered to be cleaned, many rumors spread that this was the return of King Yu from the prison state.
Even if he is not the King of Yu, he is still a big figure with such a large formation, so the people are not willing to part with such excitement.
The crowd whispered, and many people deeply affirmed that it was definitely His Highness King Yu.
In a restaurant on the street, on the window sill of a private room, a man frowned and watched, sitting down again from time to time, tossing and turning.
He was wearing a sapphire blue robe, with a red silk tie on his head, and his fair face was full of anxiety.
On the side, a young man with fair face and red lips said softly: "Brother, please sit down."
"Han'er, you don't understand!"
Mu Tianbo sighed, his face full of helplessness: "After two months in Xiangyang, Zhao Shu didn't want to see us at all. He just stayed here and had nothing to do. Why are you not in a hurry?"
"Then you can solve the problem by taking a look at King Yu?"
Mu Han disguised herself as a man, with red lips and white teeth, she frowned and muttered.
"The king of Yu is supervising the country in Luoyang, which has caused huge waves in the whole south. King Lu of Hangzhou is also supervising the country. This will be a good show."
Mu Tianbo has become sober and mature during this year's escape, but he is still a little naive:
"People often say that the emperor always has some visions, which are different from others. King Lu can't see them. Let's take a look at what King Yu looks like."
Mu Han ignored him and started eating the side dishes.
"I'm coming!"
Unable to bear his temper, Mu Tianbo faced the window again, stretched out his neck and looked around.
But at this moment, a wave of sound came, almost turning the entire Xiangyang City upside down, shocking people's hearts.
"Long live, long live——"
Over and over again, the people raised their hands and cheered, overjoyed.
"I didn't expect that King Yu's reputation is so high."
Mu Han took a small step, pressed against the window, her little butt squeezed out her brother, looked at the slowly moving motorcade, and couldn't help but sigh.
"70% of the entire Xiangyang City is composed of military personnel and their families. How can it not be high?"
Mu Tianbo said a little jealously.
"It's also good to be able to control the army and gain military morale!"
Mu Han said casually.
Mu Tianbo was speechless and could only stare.
He really wants to know how this King of Yu, who is similar to him in age, can achieve such great achievements. Is it really the blessing of his ancestors?
Damn it! Even my sister is full of admiration, but she has never admired my brother.
Looking at Mu Han's side face that was about to glow, Mu Tianbo felt increasingly uncomfortable.
At this time, the cavalry leading the way passed by with a roar, majestic and dignified, and the armor on their bodies reflected dazzling light.
Suddenly, the sound of music came.
An orchestra of more than a hundred people represents authority and solemnity.
Immediately, King Yu's luxurious and extravagant palace, surrounded by eight horses, occupied almost half of the street.
The people kneeling on both sides were not only separated from the carriage by soldiers, but also by a distance of ten feet, which was enough to protect the safety of King Yu.
"Long live -" the waves echoed one after another, and the people knelt down to greet them.
At this time, the assassin's power was almost nothing.
Zhu Yixi opened the curtain this time and looked sideways at the group of people who loved him.
Although he understands that there are many of these people because of his identity.
However, for people on high-rise buildings, their side faces can be seen clearly.
The car window was ajar, and the brother and sister took a closer look.
"The appearance is normal, but the skin is a little rough. I guess he came from a distant place."
Mu Tianbo commented as he was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women.
Mu Han said: "This look is different from those young masters with a lot of makeup and powder, and has a touch of tenacity."
Mu Tianbo was a little annoyed.
Immediately, he sat down directly, and after a while, he said: "It seems that I really want to see him."
After returning to the palace in a grand manner, Zhu Yixi saw her daughter.
The eldest daughter born to Huang Jie'er is three months old.
In addition, Sun Xueniang also gave birth to a daughter, which greatly disappointed everyone in the palace.
This is why he hurried home.
However, he has no prejudice against his two daughters. After all, they are both his flesh and blood, and there is not much difference.
Therefore, he hurriedly comforted the two girls and gave them nicknames, Zhinu and Qingnu respectively.
Sisters Sun Xuan'er, Zhang Man, Zhang Yu, who were expecting to give birth, and Miao Xian, who was diagnosed with pregnancy just a few days after he left, were all going to give birth one after another.
Miaoxian, who was on the bed as warm as fire, but who was indifferent and calm in the hall, still looked indifferent at this moment, curious and full of food.
A harvest period is about to begin, and Zhu Yixi is in a good mood.
There must be one out of four!
With this mood, he held a royal meeting and listened to reports from Zhao Shu, Yan Chongxin, and Zhang Shenyan.
Despite the busy schedule, there was no chaos. The stable Huguang attracted people to gradually come out of the mountains, and Dingkou grew rapidly.
These are military strength and taxes.
However, for Zhu Yixi, the most important thing is to turn the supervisory state from a virtual state into a real one, and even cross the threshold to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.
"Nanjing is the accompanying capital of the imperial court, and Southern Zhili is an important tax-paying area. We must not let it fall into the hands of the enemy. It must be recaptured, especially before the summer harvest."
King Yu looked at the four people and said in a deep voice.
"I'll understand later!" The four of them cupped their hands, excited.
Jianguo is the half-step emperor, and Nanjing is the final seal, which must be stamped before we can legitimately take over the southern provinces.
"Your Highness, Prince Lu is supervising the country in Hangzhou, we have to speed up."
Zhao Shu said softly.
"Prince Lu? He can't even write in order to protect his fingernails while playing the piano. How can he supervise the country?"
Zhu Yixi understood this and said disdainfully: "Although the Manchu Qing Dynasty does not have many troops in Nanjing, it is not something that King Lu can get."
King Yu's words were full of confidence.
Zhao Shu also agreed: "Compared to the Manchu Qing, our military strength is smaller. It is inevitable to capture Nanjing City, but we have to think about how to hold it."
"So?" Zhu Yixi wanted to know what he was selling.
"So, Your Highness, we must get Gao Jie's support and let him control Jiannu's troops in Shandong and Huaibei."
Zhao Shu opened his mouth and frowned.
"Gao Jie has a wild mind, I'm afraid it won't be easy to convince him."
King Yu sighed.
"Therefore, Your Highness, you must give him benefits."
On the side, Zhang Shenyan's cold face showed some emotion: "Guide Mansion will allow Gao Jie to move towards Henan. It will give him another way out."
"Henan!"
Zhu Yixi was thinking.
"Then give it to him. Sooner or later you will have to take it back, but this is a last-ditch attempt."
"Even if there are so many people standing there, I'm afraid Jiannu won't feel at ease. Guide Mansion is not too expensive."