Zhuang Qingrong's eyes lit up, and he muttered softly in his mouth, "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting......"

"Your Highness, this seems to be a poem, did you write it? What's next? ”

Zhu Changming was stunned, a little unsure of what to say, where does he dare to do this poem now? Even Xiao Fan's mother, who is so awesome, dares to write half a que, herself, she may only be able to do these three sentences!

The rest, huh......

"Your Highness, what about below?" Zhuang Qingrong looked at Zhu Changming there in a daze, and asked with a bright look in his eyes.

"Below......"

Zhu Changming pondered for a moment, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice, "The lower one is gone, the broken ......"

In fact, it was difficult for ancient literati to write poems or lyrics overnight, and most of them took a long time to brew and ponder.

So Zhuang Qingrong just smiled, and seemed to be comforting and said, "It's okay, this kind of is normal, the slave family is waiting for His Highness to make a complete poem in the future, I think it should be a masterpiece!" ”

A masterpiece?

Zhu Changmingda just smiled in his heart, but he was stable in front of him. If you want to talk about the poems that write snow in this world, Taizu's Qinyuan Spring is definitely a first-class work, and the momentum is the first!

However, for the Zhuang Qingrong in front of him, now he has begun to have the heart to explore one or two, not to say that he is full of warmth, but mainly after the survival problem is solved, what he begins to face is how to live a better life.

Obviously, hiding as a turtle in the mountains is not Zhu Changming's style.

"Can you tell me about the current situation, this Jiannu can fight in Qingzhou, this is still the world of the Ming Dynasty? What about Shanhaiguan, what about the nine sides, can't even Beijing City be breached? It's only been 11 years since Chongzhen!"

Zhu Changming's words were full of disbelief.

Zhuang Qingrong naturally didn't know the meaning of Zhu Changming's last sentence "Chongzhen eleventh year", but the meaning of the previous words was still very clear, and said with a wry smile, "Jiannu detoured to Mongolia, and the soldiers were divided into two ways to detain the pass, one way to contain the Ming army of Jiubian and Gyeonggi, and the other way to plunder Hebei, Henan, and Shandong, and just broke through Dezhou two days ago, and now it should be besieging Jinan City." ”

When Zhu Changming heard this, he couldn't help but have a headache.

Even in his previous life, he knew one thing no matter how unfamiliar he was with history, that is, the army of the Ming Dynasty was really called a war scum, especially in the face of Jiannu, not to mention the strength of a war, even if it was a soldier who dared to fight. Even the most ferocious Guan Ning Army in the entire Ming Dynasty is just a group of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves, and it especially belongs to Erha.

"Is this Daming still saved?"

Zhu Changming didn't have any scruples at all, and asked directly.

Zhuang Qingrong was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Zhu Changming, "Why did Your Highness say this, my Ming Dynasty has a vast territory and a population of 10,000,000, and this Jiannu is only a temporary trouble, otherwise why did Jiannu choose to plunder in the hinterland of Daming?" ”

"Besides, that Jiannu is a barbarian race, and if it is not my people, their hearts will be different, who will recognize them in this world?"

Who in the world will recognize them?

Of course, it is those literati, they admit it, and they will let others follow them.

Don't believe it, look at the house of the saint in Shandong!

"When Meng Yuan entered the Central Plains, it is said that Kublai Khan was also named the great master of Confucianism?"

Zhuang Qingrong said lightly, "It's the great master of Confucianism!" ”

"It doesn't matter what the great master is, since Meng Yuan can enter the Central Plains, then why can't the Manchu Qing Dynasty enter the Central Plains......"

"Your Highness, be cautious!"

Zhuang Qingrong turned his head to look at Zhu Changming, and was very puzzled why the King Heng in front of him was so pessimistic? This man doesn't look like a cowardly person. There is no softness in killing the Tartars, and she is not confined to the situation, only focusing on the result, which makes her very important.

But this idea ......

"What else is there to be cautious about! Let the family fight to Jinan Mansion, and be cautious enough to drive Jiannu out? ”

"Then His Highness wants to drive Jiannu out?" Zhuang Qingrong asked softly, his tone was flat but without a trace of emotion.

Zhu Changming did not speak.

At this time, he remembered a lot, such as years of education, such as the education when he had served, and then the girlfriend surnamed Jin in his heart.

He can't evaluate the rights and wrongs of education in later generations, but when he is here, at this moment, there is only one thing he wants to do, to protect his family and the people. The idea of a most simple soldier of the people.

"The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, only reckless; Up and down the river, suddenly lost and surging. Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test. It must be a sunny day, and look at the red dress, which is extraordinarily enchanting. There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. ”

After Zhu Changming finished reading, he turned his head to Zhuang Qingrong and said, "I want to go to the Great Wall to see, I want to see the snow outside the Seychelles, and I want to see the slave Gandu Si between the black mountains and white water......

"Your Highness has done what you have. Are you going to rely on these people? ”

Zhuang Qingrong pointed to the people who had already set up camp in the valley and cleaned the cave.

At the beginning, there were more than 20 people, plus some coachmen who escorted grain and grass, and some bold young men who came with them for the sake of food, there were two or three hundred people.

It's just that this scale, in the huge Shandong, is just equivalent to a small bandit den.

In Zhuang Qingrong's eyes, this may not be nothing, after all, she has seen the world, and how many big soldiers and horses may have seen it, this person is nothing, but in Zhu Changming's eyes, this is a beginning.

"Yes, it's up to these people."

"They're just seeds!"

"All we have to do is to help them plant the flesh that is not afraid of death and dares to kill......

"The Ming man is standing here, his head is hard, even if he is killed, he will have to make a few gaps in the other party's steel knife!"

Of course, Zhuang Qingrong knew what Zhu Changming said, and even she clearly knew that if such an army appeared, the meaning of what it said. But—

Is it possible?

Even if Qi Jiguang back then didn't kneel down under the eunuch gate, how far could he go?

"Is it possible?" Zhuang Qingrong asked involuntarily.

Zhu Changming held his head high, saluted the east, and said loudly, "Without me, it may not be possible, I came, of course, I will be able to do it!" ”

Although he didn't understand what Zhu Changming's posture meant, Zhuang Qingrong was also attracted by the other party's momentum, and shouted with some intoxication, "Your Highness......"

"Don't call me Your Highness, I'm not the queen of Heng, I'm just the most ordinary member of the Ming Dynasty!"

Not after King Heng?

Zhuang Qingrong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to understand the meaning of Zhu Changming's words!