There were drastic changes within the court, and the same was true outside the court, with countless court dignitaries singing and banqueting one after another in their homes.

The brightly lit mansion seems to be a reappearance of history, and such a scene happened a month ago, but this time it was much more intense and much larger than the one a month ago.

On the full night of August 15, the moon as big as a disc hung high in the sky, and under the cold light, Ye Xianggao's secret mansion was brightly lit, and the servants who came and went felt very strange, and they didn't know what the identity of the white-faced bearded man was, so that the lord had attracted many friends to entertain him.

In the spacious living room, Ye Xianggao and Zhao Nanxing sat side by side, on their ground was a middle-aged man with a smile on his face, white and bearded, and next to him, there were some other core members of the Donglin Party, Li Sancai, Han Kuang, and Liu Yijing were among them.

Han Kuang and Liu Yijing were able to enter the cabinet, absolute core members of the Donglin Party, outside of here, there are also some people dressed as rich and noble gentry, from the perspective of temperament, they are obviously not officials, but they are in the same room with these high-ranking figures of the Donglin Party, and there is no state of restraint and anxiety, which is really strange.

However, the few Donglin cores in the field did not feel the slightest inappropriateness, but instead looked accustomed to it, and the identities of these people were obviously unusual.

In the living room, the whole scene was very quiet, everyone spoke softly, and no one approached within ten meters of the living room, even the waiting servants were ten meters away. After the white and beardless middle-aged man finished speaking, he was led to the side room by the servants outside to rest, and the remaining ten or so people slowly spoke and discussed things.

At the same time, there is also such a scene in another small courtyard, but there are many fewer people here, and there are only two in total.

This small courtyard is very ordinary, ordinary to the appearance of one main room and two side rooms, and the quiet light is sprinkled here, decorating this place with a quiet and pure, just like the owner here.

In a side room, Wang An and Yang Lian sat opposite each other, the two of them tasted tea carefully, curling the fragrance of tea, and with some old books on the bookshelf next to them, they looked extremely elegant and full of the atmosphere of sitting and talking.

Wang An's favorite person is the Donglin Party, because the Donglin Party has always stood on Zhu Changluo's side, and in the Donglin Party, his favorite is Yang Lian, because Yang Lian directly extended a helping hand, so that Zhu Changluo's accession to the throne saved a lot of trouble.

Yang Lian is a pure person and a person of noble character, he has his own moral benchmark and code of conduct in his heart, and he has also implemented this set of principles into his life, the unity of knowledge and action, and has never changed.

Wang An and Yang Lian have known each other for a short time, but they hit it off at first sight, to be precise, it was Wang An who hit Yang Lian at first sight. Last time, Yang Lian did Wang An a great favor, and this time, when trouble came again, the first thing Wang An thought of was Yang Lian, so there was a meeting tonight.

Sitting in front of Yang Lian, Wang An was a little nervous and depressed. Yang Lian is so clean, so clean that his swarthy eyes are like a mirror, reflecting the secrets in people's hearts.

"Goo-toot!"

Wang An picked up the teacup, took a sip, swallowed the tea and his excess saliva into his stomach, the nervousness seemed to dissipate a little, and with a slight smile, he told Yang Lian what he had seen and heard during this time, as well as the news he had inquired about.

After Zhu Changluo ascended the throne, Wang An also followed the rising tide and became the eunuch of the ceremonial eunuch Bingbi, controlling the power in the palace.

Obviously, as the number one personal eunuch of the new emperor Zhu Changluo, Wang An's status is obviously higher than that of Lu Shou, so it is natural to hold the power in the palace.

Wang An chattered and kept chattering, and after pouring out his own news, he began to pour Zhu Youxiao's information again.

"The master is a good person, every time he meets the old slave, he will stop and say hello and say hello. Xiao Ye is an assertive person, since he was a child, he didn't like others to take care of him, he just wanted to do his own thing and follow his own plan. The master has done a lot of things, and the old slave doesn't understand these things, but I know that the master will definitely be a good emperor in the future, an emperor who is better than the first emperor and the long live lord. Lord Yang......"

Wang An looked at Yang Lian with tears in his eyes, his eyes showed an expectant look, he didn't know why he came back to find Yang Lian, but he intuitively felt that Yang Lian could help him.

"Definitely, we must stop Zheng Guifei and Xi Li from choosing a servant!"

Yang Lian's expression was still calm, as if he hadn't heard those earth-shattering secrets, he drank tea calmly and looked at Wang An calmly, just like his expression when he greeted him before.

"I know everything, princess, please go back first." Yang Lian said in a flat tone, without a trace of ripple in his tone.

"In this case, please ask Lord Yang." Wang An didn't say anything, just stood up, then knelt on the ground and made a big bow. Yang Lian didn't dodge, but accepted this gift calmly.

After that, Wang An left, only Yang Lian sat alone in the study, slowly drinking tea, his eyes were still calm, but his demeanor was becoming more and more determined, and in his eyes, there seemed to be a raging flame burning, illuminating his whole body and mind.

The next day, August 16, the sun rose.

The warm morning light sprinkled all over this deep palace, and also plated the dense white tents in a certain camp with a golden coating, which looked sacred and solemn.

Countless elite soldiers got up in the trumpet, and the sound of tinkling was like a symphony. The whole barracks seemed to come to life, and the sergeants went about their daily lives in an orderly manner, eating, training, and attending classes.

Walking between the gaps of the tent like a labyrinth, Zhu Youxiao's body and mind were extremely relaxed, and in his ears were the impassioned or low and heavy voices of the squad leaders, these officers who had undergone meticulous scientific training were using what they taught to instill the concept of loyalty into those simple soldiers.

Half a year of professional training, five years of uninterrupted training, and the rotational actual combat training of the Yanchang troops have enabled the original 900 people of the Yulin Army to rapidly grow into a qualified officer, and they can successfully complete all kinds of tasks assigned by Zhu Youxiao.

For example, to stabilize the morale of the military and establish the concept of finally Zhu Youxiao.

In this month of closed life, these ideas have been paid attention to the hearts of these simple soldiers. The daily political and ideological classes have made these former refugees, later Yanding's children, and now Yulin Army soldiers, their concepts and ideas change rapidly.

quickly accepted that he had become the personal guard of His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Empire, and he was directly under the leadership of the force. The word empire was also learned by them from the squad leaders, and this word was inexplicably useful for a kind of power, which made people listen to it very uplifting and exciting, but after appearing once, it quickly replaced the title of the imperial court and became a reference to the country in the Yulin Army.

"Loyal to the Prince, loyal to the Empire!"

"We are sharp blades, sweeping everything for His Highness!"

"We are the shields, sworn to protect the safety of His Highness!"

"The eldest husband should be shrouded in horse leather and returned, and the fame should be taken immediately, and the wife should be crowned in the shadow, just now!"

Bloody slogans rang out in the tents one after another, and the slogans were shouted countless times, so that the blood of the soldiers inside almost burned, and they wanted to raise their spears now and kill all the enemies of His Highness.

These slogans made Zhu Youxiao smile slightly, for some reason, under these enthusiastic shouts, his whole person became more and more calm, and his heart was extremely peaceful, he suddenly felt that as long as there was such a group of people behind him, he was not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles.

In a month's time, Zhu Youxiao completely mastered the military hearts of these 4,000 people, and there were no more doubts, no more riots, as long as the enemy appeared in front of them, they were definitely the first to rush forward.

This is an army built with iron discipline, and it completely belongs to Zhu Youxing's own army.

In the morning light, not only Zhu Youxing's inner peace and thoughts penetrated, but also Yang Lian. Dressed in court clothes, he was solemn and quiet, and his heart was peaceful and firm.

As if on a pilgrimage, he walked down the street step by step, towards his goal. Although he didn't sleep all night last night, he didn't have a trace of fatigue at the moment, and he was still in good spirits; Although Zhou Jiamo, Han Kuang, and Liu Yijing rejected their proposal just now, and he was currently alone, Yang Lian did not waver in the slightest.

He doesn't know what the interests are, he doesn't know what the overall situation is, he also doesn't know what the dangers are, he only knows that what he is doing is in line with morality and his own cognition, and that's enough, and he doesn't have to think about anything else.

The more he walked, the purer and firmer Yang Lian's heart became, and all the chaotic thoughts were killed by him, and in a trance, he felt that he was not alone, and countless great figures seemed to be with him.

"Knock knock!"

Yang Lian knocked on the door of a luxurious mansion, and the firm and calm knocking on the door was like a morning bell at dusk, giving people an indescribable shock.

The owner of this mansion is named Zheng Yangxing, the son of Zheng Guifei's younger brother Zheng Guotai, and is also Zheng Guifei's contact person in the court. Although Yang Lian is stubborn and right, he is not stupid, on the contrary, he is also very smart, and he quickly saw a flaw in the two women in the palace who tried to subvert everything.

This flaw is Zheng Yangxing, the nephew of Zheng Guifei.

After a while, the door opened, and the porter welcomed Yang Lian in.

"What a Yang Wenru!" After Ye Xianggao heard the servant's report, he slapped the table hatefully, very angry, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, looking very hideous.

"Hey, it's a pity!" After learning that Yang Lian finally stepped into Zheng Yangxing's mansion, Zhou Jiamo sighed, looking a little regretful and depressed.

At the same time, many people who knew the news had different reactions, ranging from regret, resentment, admiration, admiration, and so on.

However, these are meaningless to Yang Lian, who has already chosen, he is him, a person who has no hesitation!