Zhu Houxi sat in a chariot and personally went out to greet thirty miles!

Wherever the guard of honor passed, the sound of long live was endless. Compared to a few months ago, from Anlu to the capital, it is simply incomparable!

This is the majesty of the Son of Heaven!

Zhu Houxi was full of pride, and the vanity of the young man was unprecedentedly satisfied. He's probably the most insecure emperor. Zhu Laosi's family was shot with a knife, and the other emperors were all inherited by Zheng'er. He was the only one who picked it up suddenly. It was precisely because of this panic and cowardice that Zhu Houxi was forced to start a war with the old minister, and he wanted to protect what little he had left!

And at this moment, Zhu Houxi's heart opened a crack, he was like a little squirrel emerging from a hibernating tree hole, and the bright sunshine outside made his heart bloom one by one.

"Pick it up! Lift the curtains! ”

Zhu Houxi was impatient, he stretched out his hand outside and waved to the people!

At this moment, the voices were boiling and soaring into the sky.

The emperor and the people of the old Zhu family have seen a lot, and those who are a little older have experienced three or four heavenly sons. Truth be told, it's really worthless.

Even if it is a fresh product from An Lulai, it is not attractive, and it is not a change of soup or medicine.

What can really make the people engrave in their hearts is the great hero like Yu Shaobao, who really turned the tide, fought against the Tartars, and protected the people of the capital, a good man!

Even after decades, people are still reciting, forcing Emperor Xianzong to overturn the case for Yu Qian and slap his father's donkey face, if he doesn't do this, he won't be able to sit on the dragon chair!

Many years have passed, and the Tartars have entered the Kou again, slaughtering, looting, and thousands of people in Yanghe Fort have been poisoned, and it is only a few hundred miles away from the capital. Overcast clouds overhead, panic spread.

At this time, someone stepped forward and took the initiative to lead the people to the north, and what was even more exciting was that this time the Ming Emperor did not hold back, not only did not, but also fully supported.

Now that he has returned from victory, victory belongs to the soldiers and to the Son of Heaven.

The holy monarch is in the court, the virtuous ministers are in charge, and the Ming Dynasty finally has hope!

"Hooray!"

"Long live my emperor!"

The people shouted from the heart, and the emotions of joy filled everyone's hearts.

Zhu Houxi and Wang Yangming, as the two focal points of this outing, finally met together, and in an instant, the cheers overwhelmed everything.

Zhu Houxi's face flushed, and he didn't use the eunuch to serve, so he jumped down directly. Hurried to meet him. Wang Yangming was wearing a bright armor, and the banner of the Qin Inspector was fluttering in the wind, hunting and hunting!

He faced Zhu Houxi and knelt down on one knee.

"Minister, Wang Shouren, the secretary of the military department, meet Your Majesty!"

"Hurry up!"

Zhu Houxi couldn't wait to grab Wang Yangming's arm and help him up, his heart was pounding, to be honest, he was even more excited than the day he ascended the throne!

After calming down for a long time, Zhu Houxi swallowed and spit, and said emotionally: "Wang Qing, the Tartars have entered the Kou, and the ministers all say that they cannot face the battle, but Wang Qing does not avoid swords, is not afraid of difficulties, and resolutely sends troops." Now I have returned with a great victory, and I am mighty! Who would dare to say that Wang Qing would only deal with bandits and bandits? Stand out! Let me see! ”

Zhu Houxi spoke, full of energy, what the elders of the four dynasties, what the first assistant of the two dynasties!

Only when you win can you really do whatever you want!

Sure enough, since Yang Tinghe and below, the six departments and nine qing, the princes and nobles, no one dared to talk more. They could only bow their heads, silent, and all wilted!

Sure enough, only the victor has the right to speak!

Zhu Houxi became more and more satisfied, he smiled with a smile on his face, tilted his head and said, "Wang Qing, this battle is very hard, right?" ”

Wang Yangming's heart moved slightly.

He remembered one thing, when he was still young, he failed in the imperial examination for the first time, his father comforted him, but he said that the world was ashamed of not being on the top, and he was ashamed of not being on the top!

A true sage should be pampered and not frightened, not happy with things, and not sad for himself.

But as he grew older, Wang Yangming gradually abandoned this view, and even the person who wrote this sentence may not be able to do it.

For a living person, the most important thing is his own heart, to follow the conscience in his heart.

Speak with your conscience and act according to your conscience.

This kind of simple principle, even if the people on the streets and alleys understand it, but it is extremely difficult to really do it all the time.

Take the present as an example, the Son of Heaven is concerned, as long as he says a few impassioned and kind words, everyone from the Son of Heaven to the people will be happy to listen to it and lift their spirits, it will be very perfect.

But in the face of a God-given opportunity, is it really such a waste?

Wang Yangming shook his head silently, he decided to speak according to his sincerity, even if there would be unpredictable consequences, he couldn't care about it, after all, this battle was not won by himself, and this battle did not mean that he would have no worries on the frontier from now on, and he could sleep in peace.

Thinking of this, Wang Yangming bowed deeply.

"Your Majesty, the ministers commanded 12,000 soldiers to go north, and after recapturing Yanghe Fort, 385 people were lost, including more than 210 martyrs!"

At the time of the big victory, the dead soldiers were mentioned, and the lively atmosphere couldn't help but begin to cool down.

Wang Yangming was stunned and continued: "The minister learned in Yanghe Fort that the little Tatar prince Bu Chi raised 60,000 troops and invaded Datong. Taking advantage of the emptiness behind the Tartars, the minister decided to divide his troops with Zhang Yong and command 3,000 men to attack the Tartar tribes on the grassland. Avoid the real and attack the false, and take it by chance. In this battle, there were 3,000 soldiers and more than 500 losses. After the success, the minister led the rest of the soldiers to escort the captured and returned to the Ming Dynasty. ”

During this period, the Tartars pursued many times, and the soldiers fought to the death, and when they reached Liaodong, they lost more than 800 people. In addition, hundreds of soldiers were unable to return to Beijing because of their injuries or disabilities, so they had to stay in Liaodong to recuperate. In the past few days, more than 100 people have been killed! ”

Wang Yangming's voice is not high, but it is very penetrating, and the people around him can hear it clearly.

Especially Zhu Houxi, he silently calculated that with 3,000 people fighting, less than half of the people who could stand in front of him, accept the suburbs, and enjoy the fruits of victory!

Only 1,367 to be exact!

More than half were injured or killed...... It is said that one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, but when I really faced this result, I was so sad and sad.

Zhu Houxi's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years!" Wang Qing, it's not easy for you! Soldiers, thank you! ”

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers all cried loudly, and Wang Yangming's knees weakened and he fell down directly.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that although my Ming Dynasty is rich all over the world, but for many years, the armament is not repaired, the border defense is not prepared, and the vacancy in the army is serious, even if it can win once or twice, it is still impossible to reverse the decline, if you can't take this opportunity to vigorously rectify, I am afraid that in the future, the Tartars will enter the Kou again, and there will be hundreds of people who will suffer from misery!"

Wang Yangming said sadly: "Please think of the common people, take the dead soldiers as your mind, vigorously rectify the armament, and strengthen my great tomorrow!" ”

After Wang Yangming finished speaking, on the crawling ground, countless cannibalistic eyes almost wanted to penetrate him and turn him into a hornet's nest, some from civil officials, and even from nobles!

The surname Wang, you dare to smash the big guy's job, we're not done!

At this moment, suddenly a few more people walked quickly behind Wang Yangming.

"The minister (slave maid) thinks what Wang Butang said is very true, please ask Your Majesty for permission!"

Wang Yue, Yang Yiqing, Zhang Yong, and the three of them knelt behind Wang Yangming together, and Yangminggong's situation suddenly changed!

Zhu Houxi gritted his teeth, looked around, and said loudly: "I have decided to restore the old system of Yongle and re-establish the three major battalions, with Wang Shouren as the governor and minister of Rongzheng, Zhang Yong as the supervisor of the army, and the meritorious soldiers in this battle as the backbone, to create a strong army that wins all battles!" For me, the Ming copper wall is impregnable! ”

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of cheers shook the earth and lasted for a long time......