"Your Majesty, the Yellow River has burst..."

Outside Nanjing, outside the Yongwei Battalion, Zhu Youxiao got up early this morning and was taking Huang Degong and a group of guards to shoot and hunt in the suburbs.

Zhu Youxiao had just shot an arrow, and before he had time to feel pity, he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the rear, but it was a herald from the imperial standard battalion who ran back and brought an official document from afar.

Wang Chaofu received it in his hand and handed it over tremblingly.

After he finished speaking, he stared at the Emperor of the Apocalypse who was motionless in front of him, and then looked at Huang Degong and other guards who were close behind, and sighed in his heart.

I thought that in the third year of the apocalypse, Daming's predicament would be better.

But I didn't expect that on the first day, I encountered several executions of the Yellow River, flooded prefectures and counties, and refugees, which is not a good sign.

Zhu Youxiao held the reins of the horse in his left hand, carried the imperial sword at his waist, turned around and handed the longbow to Huang Degong, laughed after hearing the report, and said freely:

"Tell the cabinet ministers who are accompanying you to come up with a disaster relief method as soon as possible."

"Assuke, hasn't Fu Ninghou come yet?"

When Wang Chaofu heard this, he nodded first, and then said cautiously after a while:

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid Fu Ning will not come."

"It's a pity, I thought that with his ability, I could guess that I called him this time just to chat..."

Zhu Youxiao shook his head, chuckled again after speaking, and said:

"Whether he comes or not, the hunting must continue, let's go east."

It is not easy to be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youxiao has long known this, and he is also prepared for natural and man-made disasters in the future.

No matter what happens, we will not be able to stop the current reform and rectification of the Jiangnan region.

"Where is this?"

Zhu Youxiao stopped his mount and found that there were huge rocks and onion trees in front of him, accompanied by three or two houses, and the smell of manure was permeating the air, so he frowned and asked.

Wang Chaofu said: "Back to Your Majesty, this is to the Purple Mountain." ”

"Purple Mountain..."Zhu Youxiao muttered, "The filial piety tomb of Emperor Taizu and Empress Gao is built at the southern foot of Purple Mountain. ”

At the sound of an order, dozens of horsemen followed behind the Emperor of the Apocalypse and came to the filial piety tomb located at the foot of the Purple Mountain.

The radius of the Purple Mountain is limited, there are no 800 miles of Pingchuan for Zhu Youxiao to gallop, and there are no wild beasts that can allow him to experience the pleasure of hunting.

Zhu Youxiao rode forward and saw a stone workshop in the distance.

This is a two-pillar cupola type stone carving archway, four feet high, more than one foot wide, the forehead is horizontally engraved "the officials of the division dismount" six big characters.

"Your Majesty, this is the dismount." Wang Chaofu reminded softly.

"Lower Horse Workshop..."

Zhu Youxiao repeated, raised his head, looked at these six big characters, and admired in his heart.

When the stone workshop was built here, the stonemason must have been particularly attentive, and after three hundred years, the majesty and domineering of these three words can be vaguely seen.

"Dismount."

Zhu Youxiao said lightly, and took the lead in turning over and dismounting.

Huang Degong was dressed in a military uniform, with narrow sleeves, a jade belt around his waist, and a knife and a knife, taking the meaning of "biting the navel and beating the encirclement" to accompany the holy driver.

He first signaled to everyone, and then hurriedly dismounted, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, the officials just need to get off the horse, you don't have to be like this."

Zhu Youxiao turned his head to look at him, took the reins of the horse and walked into the dismount workshop, looked around at the surrounding scenery, and said softly: "I am the king of this Ming Dynasty, but I am the minister of Emperor Gaozu. "Love me

"I should also get off the horse."

Huang Degong suddenly realized and arched his hand:

"What Your Majesty said is that the minister has studied."

"You still have a lot to learn, and in the future, you will also have the opportunity to go out and lead the troops, so you have to calm down."

Zhu Youxiao's words were not serious, as if he had no meaning, but in the ears of Huang Degong, who was following him, he was excited.

After all, for Huang Degong, this is the first time that the Emperor of the Apocalypse has revealed that he wants to go out to lead the troops, Liu Yuanbin is his contemporary, and he is now an officer of the cavalry of the Yongwei Battalion, and he is still making meritorious contributions to the victory in the southwest.

Zhou Yuji is the same, now he is now the general manager of the Yongwei Battalion, and his subordinates lead the troops, and wherever there is a battle, it is an opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

He is the only one who has always been by the emperor's side, before and after the saddle.

Huang Degong has long felt unconvinced in his heart, and after today's words, he has no such intention in his heart, and he is more dedicated to being the emperor's personal guard.

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"What about Xiaolingwei?"

It is said that there should be soldiers of Xiaolingwei stationed in Xiamafang, and after walking for so long, but not even a single figure has been seen, could it be that in the past three hundred years, Xiaolingwei has long been like other guards, and the army has been abolished?

With a slight anger, Zhu Youxiao came to a stele pavilion.

The overall plan of this place is square, and from a distance, it looks like a small castle, which is why the locals commonly call it "Square City".

Zhu Youxiao took a closer look and found that several big characters were engraved on the stele, the monument of the divine merit and holy virtue of the Ming Dynasty filial piety.

"Your Majesty, here is the eleventh year of Yongle, Emperor Chengzu wrote a monument and a stele pavilion for Emperor Taizu." Wang Chaofu said softly behind him, his face filled with rare pride.

Yes, what is engraved on this inscription is Zhu Yuanzhang's great achievements in establishing the Ming Dynasty, and even Zhu Youxiao felt ashamed when he saw it.

Yijie Buyi, rising in the troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and finally cutting off the heroes to become the Son of Heaven, this is the plot that the protagonist will have!

"I am the right cloth, and the world is in my place."

What a domineering thing this is!

Zhu Youxiao was here, saluting respectfully three times, and did not dare to have the slightest disrespect for the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

After ordering people to sweep this monument often, Zhu Youxiao led the group to leave lightly.

No one was surprised that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was so cautious, and no one here would have the slightest disrespect for Zhu Yuanzhang.

His experience is too legendary.

After singing the praises of virtue and the stele pavilion, entering the main city of Xiaoling, I saw the Guanyin Pavilion on the side, and Zhu Youxiao did not plan to go in.

A few steps away in front of the Guanyin Pavilion, there is a huge stone wall, it is rumored that it is a whole piece of bluestone polished, high and wide nearly two zhang.

There is a row of six-character Sanskrit characters above the front of the stone wall, and there is a high-relief flame pattern Buddha image backlight under it, and there are eight auspicious patterns on the backlight.

The lower part of the stone wall is the Sumeru seat, the waist is carved with mouth flower ornamentation, and the stone wall is engraved with several big characters of "crystal screen", and the inscription is "Jiangning Liu Ruisheng".

This big stone wall was built by Emperor Yongle to commemorate his biological mother outside the Guanyin Pavilion of Xiaoling.

A group of people passed through the Guanyin Pavilion, passed through the Sifang City, Shixiang Road, Weng Zhong Road on the way, and finally arrived at the Mausoleum Palace, and walked about half a mile in length.

Half a mile after entering the main city building, it was overwhelmingly changed.

The roads in the city are paved with big green boards, the whole building is made of granite, all kinds of grades, the lifelike stone statues of Wenchen and military generals stand on both sides, conscientious, a hundred years like a day.

Following behind the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Huang Degong and his personal guards were all eye-opening, and their steps became cautious, for fear that one of them would disturb the Chinese Dragon Soul here.

I don't know how long it took, Zhu Youxiao looked at the entrance of the mausoleum in front of him and took a deep breath.

Wang Chaofu personally draped a cloud-shoulder-knee dragon pattern behind the Emperor of the Apocalypse, while Zhu Youxiao took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and walked in with the imperial sword on his waist.