Hou Xuanyan returned to Jinling, took Huang Ying'er into the palace as usual, and first met with Concubine Chen.

Huang Yinger was in Fuzhou, and she had close contacts with the emperor's family, and they were like sisters.

Huang Ying'er stared at Concubine Chen's belly, her eyes full of envy, and the three of them gathered together, chirping and chattering endlessly. Hou Xuanyan, who had always been valued in the past, suddenly became a transparent person, stood in the hall and looked left and right, shook his head and walked out of the hall with a smile.

The guards in the hall were all Hou Xuanyan's cronies, looking at him with reverence in his eyes, and his waist straightened up.

Standing at the gate of the palace, the Forbidden City is like a labyrinth, isolating the world.

In the twenty-sixth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was not yet the emperor, built the new palace of King Wu here. With the Fugui Mountain of the Purple Mountain as the backer, Yanque Lake limited the scale of the palace at the beginning, and some people suggested that the site should be changed, and Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand to fill in the Yanque Lake. Taizu's demeanor in the past, now thinking about it, can't help but make people's hearts break. Expelling the Tartars and restoring China, how many heroes have been heroes throughout the ages, and their achievements are inferior to one by three points.

This is the reason why the world is bustling and fighting for power and profit, and one day the power is in hand, and it can move mountains and reclaim the sea and command the world.

Hou Xuanyan naturally refused to walk around the palace, stood a little tired, sat on the stone pier next to the railing, and watched the sunset in the distance.

A palace maid brought a cup of steaming tea, bowed down, Hou Xuanyan sat on the railing with the tea, and reached out to call the guard next to him.

The guard was not very old, and when he saw Hou Xuanyan greeting him, his face turned red, and he walked over: "Commander, you called me?" ”

As soon as Hou Xuanyan heard what he called himself, he could roughly know what kind of camp he was from. Generally, the veterans of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Restoration Division, and the recruits in Suzhou, all call themselves commanders. One is to be kind, and the other is to show off your qualifications. The Huozi battalion likes to be called Dashuai, and the Hunan soldiers and Sichuan soldiers rose up late and called themselves Guogong.

Hou Xuanyan asked: "Listen to your accent, you are from Songjiang, what is your name?" ”

"Hehe, the commander has good ears, the villain is from Songjiang Mansion, and his name is Zhang Quanhua. At the beginning, he followed the major general Xia Wanchun to Suzhou Taihu Lake to fight against the Qing Dynasty, and only then was fortunate to be under the command of the governor. ”

Hou Xuanyan smiled: "Then you also saved me, when Lao Tzu fell into the river, you bastards almost ate my yellow dog." ”

The little guard Zhang Quanhua saw that Hou Xuanyan was talking about it, and joked: "At that time, the villain saw that the commander was by no means an ordinary person, the Qiantang River was notoriously turbulent, and the commander could be safe and sound, and he must be a person blessed by God." Later, I heard that the commander escaped death from the moat in Jiading, isn't this the protection of the gods? "Hou Xuan's set of nonsense is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the veterans basically know that their commander is a demigod who was turned into a demigod by the prince of the east, and he was about to become an immortal, and he asked Yangshou to come to others for revenge. Coupled with these days, Hou Xuanyan has been smooth sailing, and this statement is even more marketable. In Suzhou, where Hou Xuanyan is the most prestigious, there are those superstitious old people who have secretly worshipped his clay statues at home.

"Heaven forbid? Ha ha. Hou Xuanyan stood up, was interested, and asked casually: "Is there still an old lady at home?" ”

"Hey! The family was short-lived, and I survived when the Tartar came. ”

This fluttering sentence, I don't know how much sadness is hidden in it. When the Manchu Qing Dynasty attacked the Yangtze River, the first to bear the brunt of the Jiangnan was the capital of Yingtian. In Taicang in Songjiang Prefecture, the Qing soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty in the north were cold-blooded, burning, killing, and plundering, and the entire Songjiang suffered heavy casualties.

At that time, the people of the peaceful era were incomprehensibly cruel and bloody, and human life was as cheap as mustard. The moment a soldier raises a butcher's knife, he is no longer a human being, but more like a beast. The heart of forgiveness is gone, the animal nature is deep-rooted, and the human nature is weak. At this time, there is no distinction between Manchu and Han, only people and animals, animals choose people to eat, people rise up to resist, Hou Xuanyan has always believed that this is the true meaning of resisting the Qing Dynasty.

The little chamberlain in the palace came out to spread the word, and the queen left Huang Ying'er to stay overnight.

Hou Xuanyan patted the guard on the shoulder and said, "You are my veteran, and like Lao Tzu, your parents and brothers died in Tartar, which can be regarded as sympathy. Defend the imperial city for me, and I will take you across the river to take revenge. ”

"Don't worry, the villain has nothing else. There is only this flesh and blood, and I am willing to spill blood for the commander. ”

Hou Xuanyan raised his eyes and looked, the imperial city was full of such guards, their waists were straight, their spirits were vibrant, and their eyebrows were full of heroism. How can a victorious army not have a little pride.

Hou Xuanyan was arrogant, Zhu Yuanzhang was able to raise troops from this Jinling City to the north to restore China, where is my Northern Expeditionary Army?

Throughout the first half of Taizu's life, he was surrounded by strong enemies and heroes, and none of them were general. Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng, Fang Guozhen, Ming Yuzhen

If it weren't for Zhu Yuanzhang being too prominent, the courage to fight with Chen Youliang in Poyang Lake would have ended the situation of the division of the heroes prematurely. Otherwise, this period of history should be no less exciting than that of the Three Kingdoms.

Now although he doesn't have any strong teammates, his opponents are even more unbearable.

The towns in the south are all unsuccessful, and Zheng Zhilong, who is the only one who is stronger, is still a pirate and does not have half an emperor's appearance. Ding Kuichu is simply a rich man, and he only cares about hiding his wealth after accumulating wealth, and he doesn't know the development of power at all. Zhu Youlang is surrounded by some "righteous gentlemen" like Lu Daqi, and with them, Hou Xuanyan is very relieved.

Although Meng Yuan had already declined at that time, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, far from all the people wearing armor and less than 100,000 Manchu Qing could compare. At this time, the Manchus were short-sighted and ignorant, uncivilized, and full of ideas of a slave society. Luckily entered the Central Plains, poor and extravagant, and in just a few years, they were lost in the wealth of the Han family that dazzled them, and the speed of decay and degeneration has never been so fast.

The only one who can be worried about is Wu Sangui, Kong Youde and other generals of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, who may be able to fight. But he holds the richest territory in his hands, has hundreds of thousands of troops, and has good generals under his command, and the future is bright.

Hou Xuanyan came to the outside of the palace, took the reins of the horse handed by Hu Bawan, turned over the horse and clamped the horse's belly, the horse neighed, and walked away.

Looking at it again, the palace is majestic and majestic, and the slanting sun in the west shines out a dragon hanging clouds, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and there is a statue of taking off. From a corner of the imperial city, the dragon's tail disappeared in the boundless temple, as if rising from this temple.

Hou Xuanyan secretly said in his heart: When the new emperor is born, it is the day when the sword soldiers will rise again.