The second day of the fifth month of the third year of the Apocalypse.

On this day, the sky above Jingshi has always been clear.

The round sun hung overhead, making people's hearts pass, people went out of their homes to greet each other, and vendors shouted along the streets, which was a rare good day.

The cavalry returning from Liaodong held a good news in their hands, accompanied by the sound of hooves, swept through the streets and alleys of the Beijing Division, and rolled up a wisp of residual wind.

Forbidden City, Xinuan Pavilion.

Here are the eyes full of green wood, the smell of the stove.

The warm breeze accompanied by the bloody rain and bloody wind of Liaodong blew into the warm pavilion where the Emperor of the Apocalypse was waiting, brushing his face, adding a bit of solemnity to the quiet royal courtyard.

Zhu Youxiao sat behind the imperial case of the Xinuan Pavilion, and suddenly heard the sign kneeling outside the door to ask for a decree, saying that there was good news in Liaodong.

After listening sideways for a while, Zhu Youxiao did not put down the scroll in his hand, and there was no wave in his expression, but he just opened his mouth and ordered:

"Come in."

The sign saluted, won Wei Zhongxian's eyes, and the first thing he saw after entering the Xinuan Pavilion was Zhu Ciran, the eldest son of the emperor who had reached the age of one.

In the future, he will also be the crown prince and even the emperor of this empire.

Zhu Ciran was lying on the bright yellow cushion beside Zhu Youxiao, his small eyes flashing with great doubts.

He looked at his father who was holding the scroll in his hand for a while, and then at the eunuch who came in. Hey, it's strange why this man seems to be so scared of his father.

"Father, father."

Without waiting for the royal sign to say the content of the good news, Zhu Ciran said his first sentence in this world, although he was still immature, but he was full of joy.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"The eldest son of the emperor can speak, it is the blessing of His Majesty and the blessing of the Ming Dynasty!" The brand hurriedly crawled to the ground, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was even happier than Zhu Youxiao, who was a father.

Zhu Youxiao put down the book in his hand, looked at Zhu Ciran intently for a while, and his eyes flashed with a little emotion, and then he returned to calm, and said:

"Tell the queen about the eldest son of the emperor as soon as possible, and ask her to go to see the concubine, worship the temple in person, and thank the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty."

The brand wiped a few tears and said:

"The slave must bring the words, today is really a good day, Your Majesty, Da Ming is double happiness——!"

Zhu Youxiao picked up the book and continued to read, and asked with a smile:

"What does that say?"

The sign straightened up, cleared his throat, and pretended to read:

"Liaodong Deputy General Soldier Man Gui played a great victory in Beijing: Jiannu has been planning for a long time, besieged my Shenyang, and led the generals to supervise the battle for a day and night, and finally repelled the attack of Jiannu, beheaded nearly a thousand thieves, and begged for holy news."

Zhu Youxiao listened halfway, turned his head, and said lightly: "This is indeed a victory, but the damage of our army is not less than that of Jiannu, which is not a happy event." ”

"Isn't the life of my Ming soldier as good as that of a barbarian?"

The brand was full of grievances, stunned for a long time, and couldn't speak.

Zhu Youxiao's face was not shocked: "Mangui is a success, don't cool the army's heart, you send my message to Liaodong and tell the soldiers at the border pass." ”

"I know everything you have done. However, the war of Fuyu is undecided, the slave soldiers have not retreated, and you are all the pillars of the country to defend the land and use your lives. I am relieved, and I will not hesitate to reward. ”

After speaking, Zhu Youxiao looked around and said to Wei Zhongxian, who was waiting outside the door:

"If you go to the military department in person, you will ask the officials of the military department to send a detailed list of meritorious service to Shenyang. Also, the generals who died in battle, thousands of generals and above, can enter the ancestral hall of the Beijing Division, and the heroic soul will be passed on to future generations. ”

"I'll come first, and the military department will come later."

"Every head of Jiannu must be counted clearly, the military heart can be used, the city can be defended, and it is difficult for Xiong Tingbi to support it in Liaodong."

Wei Zhongxian naturally knew how to share his worries for the Emperor of the Apocalypse, nodded, and then turned to leave.

The sign of the report was a little embarrassed, standing on the spot, after a little brewing, he twisted and said: "Your Majesty, should this good news be handed over to the Beijing Daily and publicized as good news...?" ”

Zhu Youxiao took his eyes off the book and asked with a smile:

"Since the border is a success, why not make a good report?"

In the harem, Queen Zhang Yan got an edict, that is, to bathe and change clothes, go to Cining Palace to meet Concubine Liu, call Concubine Yu Tong Jing'er and the other two concubines, and then go to the eunuch to worship the ancestors.

Zhu Ciran is the eldest son of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and today he called his father, which is indeed a big deal in the royal family.

Of course, there is one thing that everyone knows tacitly, the eldest son of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty can only be Zhu Ciran, the favorite of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Zhu Cishuo, the second son of the emperor born to Concubine Yu Tong Jing'er, was actually born a few months earlier than Zhu Ciran, but one was born to the concubine, and the other was born to the queen of the Middle Palace.

Who the title of the eldest son of the emperor is given to, in the harem, it is also tacit.

Although the Emperor of the Apocalypse said that he liked Zhu Ciran and Zhu Cishuo equally and did not mean favoritism, he had always been secretive about this matter, ignoring it, not even mentioning it, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

At first, it was okay, about a year old, the status of these two brothers and sisters was still habitually separated by the surrounding palace people.

After all, one is from the middle palace, but the other is a fortunate concubine.

The difference in his mother's status and favor has affected the growth process of Zhu Ciran and Zhu Cishuo to a certain extent.

Now they are still brothers, and Zhu Youxiao doesn't care much about it, but what will happen in the future, who can know?

......

Not to mention this royal secret, the big thing has to be a national matter.

The Ministry of War got the brand's request, and Cui Chengxiu immediately convened a ministerial meeting to discuss the matter of the first battle of Shenyang, which was not a good job.

Speaking of which, this is still a rare victory in the Ming Dynasty against the Houjin since the Battle of Salhu, and the number of Jiannu heads it has won has exceeded any previous time.

But this time it was just a battle to defend the city, and Houjin had not completely retreated, and it was blown too early, in case Shenyang fell, it would not end well.

The officials of the Ministry of War were quite restrained by this, and after a night of discussion, they only decided to report their merits in a proper manner, that is, simply list their names.

Tell everyone who is still alive what kind of exploits they have made, and when this war is over, they will be rewarded with how and how they will be rewarded.

Shenyang is now besieged by the Houjin, and there is only so much the imperial court can do.

So much, it is actually enough for the soldiers in Shenyang City now, they are now not short of food and clothing, and they are not short of armor and weapons.

What is missing is recognition one by one.

The recognition from the imperial court and the Emperor of the Apocalypse is more important to the current soldiers of Shenyang City than rewarding one million taels of silver.

Soon, Zhu Youxiao's dictation and the list of meritorious services of the Ministry of War were issued from the Beijing Division one after another, and they quickly went to Shenyang City, which was located on the front line.

This edict is known to all.

When they were fighting Jiannu here, the distant Jingshi was watching them, and their every knife and every blow was recorded.

Everyone's performance on the battlefield will turn into a meritorious service after the war, benefiting the current Ming Dynasty and their children and grandchildren.

The content of that edict was even more talked about, and every word of Zhu Youxiao turned into the strength of the Shenyang soldiers to continue fighting.

As soon as he thought of this, the soldiers in Shenyang City were full of energy.