Early in the morning, the ten-mile road north of Jinling City was already full of guards.

Five steps and one post, ten steps and one sentry, all the way to the outside of Bauhinia City.

The guards, dressed in plain armor, swords under their ribs, and spears in their hands, greeted the holy caravan.

Hou Xuanyan went to Zhu's mansion in person, the old and young of the Weiguo family went out to greet him, and the saint came to the funeral of the courtiers, which is a rare honor in a hundred years.

Hou Xuanyan was wearing a black dragon robe, only embroidered with thin and faint moire gold thread on the cuffs of the robe, and there was no decoration for the rest. Leaning on the inner wall of the carriage, looking out of the curtain, there was a sad color that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

After the rainstorm, the sky is clearer and clearer, and the air is tinged with a touch of rain. Baked by the warm breeze, it was like a sauna, and when he arrived at the Weiguo Mansion, the carriage slowly stopped, and Qin He whispered outside: "Your Majesty, the Weiguo Mansion has arrived." ”

Hou Xuanyan woke up from his contemplation at this time, shook his head, and the attendant had already lifted the curtain, and a hot wind came to his face.

As the Son of Heaven, you must always pay attention to your majesty, and you must not lose the etiquette of a king in front of others.

But Hou Xuanyan couldn't stand up today, and walked off the carriage happily, his shoulders slanted terribly.

Zhu Dadian's eldest son Zhu Wanhua led the crowd to greet him, and the moment Hou Xuanyan saw him, his eyebrows and eyes were vaguely the appearance of Zhu Dadian when he first saw Zhu Dadian in Suzhou, and he couldn't help choking.

When everyone saw this, they all cried, especially the people of the Zhu family, who were even more teardrops.

Chen Mingyu was the head of a hundred officials, and when he saw this scene, he had to step forward and be relieved: "Wei Guogong is already in his old age, and he is at the end of his life, so Your Majesty doesn't need to be too sad." ”

Hou Xuanyan sighed and said emotionally: "In the first year of Hongguang in the previous dynasty, the national disaster was at the head, the Tartars went south, and the Han Dynasty lost its program. Jiannu Iron rode on horseback in the Central Plains, and the people of the Han family were bleeding and drifting. I erected the banner of suppression and restoration in Suzhou, and Lao Zhu led an army alone at that time, guarding Jinhua, and led the crowd to vote without hesitation. Since then, I have fought in the south and the north, worked hard and made many achievements, never thought that I had never lost Lao Zhu on the dangerous battlefield, and today when the country was at its peak, I lost my beloved general. ”

The emperor wept on the street, naturally it could not be passed on, and the Zhu family was very moved while grieving.

After a grand funeral, Hou Xuanyan returned to the palace, only feeling tired. At this time, Hou Xuanyan usually comes to Huang Ying'er's bedroom and falls asleep.

On the road surface of Jinling, the water vapor is steaming, the bluestone slab is slippery, and the sound of horses' hooves is heard in the long trunk, and a fast horse gallops on the street at will.

Even the princes and nobles don't have the courage to ride the streets, and they are the only ones in the world who can do this--- post guards.

Outside the noon gate, the post guard held a bamboo tube in his hand and shouted loudly: "Good news, good news, our Jingbei Army has broken through the Rakshasa defense line and has hit the city of Moscow." ”

When the eunuch guarding the gate spread the news to the palace, the elixir was ecstatic, not because she was looking forward to the war in the northwest, but because there was finally good news, which could make the grieving emperor happy.

Xia Wanchun's Jingbei Army, after breaking through the Ob River, was simply a thousand miles a day.

The shooting army of Tsarist Russia and the private armed forces of the nobles completely lost their resistance when they encountered the Chinese army, which was trained day and night in Mobei, and had rich experience in battle formations and advanced firearms.

When the army reached Moscow, the whole continent was in a panic, and they were afraid that the Yellow Peril would come again.

In Kunning Palace, inside a yellow curtain, a palace beauty sat at the head of the bed.

In the mountain of her legs, with a head on her pillow, Hou Xuanyan lay on Huang Ying'er and slept soundly.

Seeing the elixir running in, Huang Ying'er pointed to her lips and made a silent motion.

The elixir tiptoed over, leaned into Huang Ying'er's ear, and whispered a few words.

Huang Ying'er's face showed joy, and she whispered: "Your Majesty has been uncomfortable these days, and the bad news is one after another, and it is finally a good thing." ”

Hou Xuanyan couldn't sleep to death, and when he heard a little noise, he woke up. He touched his forehead, squinted his eyes and asked, "Yao'er is here?" ”

"But no, not only did people come, but they also brought a good news to Your Majesty." Huang Ying'er said with a smile.

Hou Xuanyan instantly came to his senses, sat up straight, and asked, "Is it a war in the northwest?" ”

The elixir stood aside and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is wise, it is the good news from General Xia Wanchun, our soldiers and horses have already hit the city of Moscow." ”

Moscow, what a familiar name, Hou Xuanyan smiled secretly, he didn't expect that in this life, when he heard this name again, it turned out to be when the army under his command was about to conquer it.

The concerns of the Europeans were not without reason, it was the Mongols who plagued the European continent back then, and the main force of the Jingbei Army was also some Mongolian cavalry.

Tsarist Russia was founded to resist the Mongol slaughter. In the 14th century, the Russians centered on Moscow and gathered forces around them to fight against the rule of the Mongol aristocracy, thus unifying Russia and establishing a centralized feudal state.

Now that their old enemies have come back, but they have changed their masters, and Tsarist Russia's killing in the east will be punished, but Hou Xuanyan has no intention of destroying them.

Although the Chinese Dynasty is large, it does not have the ability to completely conquer this land for the time being, and now the Chinese soldiers are strong and strong, and they can naturally be forcibly conquered, but it will leave a stubborn disease to future generations, and if it is not good, it will be counterattacked by the Maozi.

Hearing this rare good news, Hou Xuanyan finally recovered a little bit of vitality, got up and said, "I'm hungry, tell the imperial dining room to cook a few good dishes, don't leave the medicine, let's eat together." ”

Your Majesty finally has an appetite, the eunuchs and palace maids are busy serving the meal, Huang Ying'er took advantage of the situation to persuade a few more glasses of wine, hoping that His Majesty can forget these recent events.

The two beauties have the same heart, they both have the same thoughts, and Hou Xuanyan is not stupid, of course he can feel their kindness.

The beauty is kind and can't live up to it, Hou Xuanyan forcibly held a smiling face, and after accompanying the concubine to eat, he hurriedly set up the military affairs cabinet.

The ministers in the cabinet already knew about the Northwest War Report, and the discussion was in full swing, and when they saw the arrival of His Majesty's holy car, they put away the quarrel and greeted them together.

Hou Xuanyan walked quickly to the top and said in a condensed voice: "Moscow must be defeated, if you don't give them a little ruthlessness, this group of people won't know the pain." They killed, burned and looted in the East, and when they were still conquering Liao, they stabbed me in the back. Revenge cannot be avenged, hatred cannot be eliminated, and an order was immediately issued to Xia Wanchun to arrest and uproot all the Russian nobles in the captured areas. Their country is now supported by these nobles, and if they kill all these people from the seedlings, Tsarist Russia will not attack itself. ”