On the first day of August, when the soldiers and civilians in the city of Zhaoqing, the capital of Xingdu, learned that the pro-conquest army had returned to the division in triumph and was about to arrive in the capital, the soldiers and civilians in the city cheered, and thousands of empty alleys flocked to the outside of the city to welcome the triumphant army.

In view of the fact that there were too many people who took the initiative to greet him, Shoufu Qu Shiyun had to dispatch sergeants to maintain order.

The officials surrendered to Qu Shiyun, the celebrant and the clerk Yang Shouchun, and the courtiers, nobles and ministers above the seventh grade in the capital, were all organized to meet the car ten miles outside the city, sprinkled with hundreds of people, covered with black gauze, crimson and green, so lively.

As soon as everyone arrived at the greeting pavilion, they saw that the official road was full of yellow dust, mixed with horses and horses, people neighing on their horses, and the front of the team was playing the eye-catching bright yellow dragon flag and the honor guard of the Son of Heaven!

"The Holy Driver is Coming......

Both the officials and the people present were very nervous, and the original crowded situation suddenly became very quiet, and everyone involuntarily stood on tiptoe, stretched out their heads, and waited for the king.

Qu Shiyun bit his lip lightly, his fists clenched tightly, and his whole body trembled faintly, showing that his heart was extremely unpeaceful.

When he opened his eyes and saw Emperor Zhu Youlang who was riding on a tall horse, wearing a cyan dragon pattern silk armor, and was smiling at him, his heart was immediately excited, and he couldn't help but kneel down on the spot.

"Chenwu Yingdian University Scholar Qu Shiyun, knock to see Your Majesty the Emperor!"

"Chen Zizhuang, the squire of the Ministry of Ministers, is still the secretary of the Shangshu, knock to see His Majesty the Emperor!"

"The Ministry of Ministers and Households, Shangshu Yan Qiheng ......"

"The Imperial History of the Left Capital of the Ministers, Wu Zhenyu......"

"The minister's servant Fang Yizhi ......"

"Song Yingxing, the waiter of the Ministry of Ministers......"

"The ...... of the Ministers and Rites Members"

"Ministers, pedestrians, pedestrians, Gu Yanwu......"

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In the middle of the avenue, with the beginning of Shoufu Qu Shiyun, the ministers followed closely behind, and slowly bowed down with the most solemn attitude.

There is no need for the officials to give special orders, and then the gentry and common people around the official road are also brushed together, and take the initiative to bow down, the sound of the mountain is endless, resounding in the sky, although it is not very neat, but the pious posture is visible to anyone at a glance.

Qu Shiyun lay on the yellow earth, tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

The Holy Lord returned triumphantly, and the days of fear were over, and he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was light, and everyone floated up with some excitement.

"Three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, sure enough, the people's hearts still exist, and it is not in vain that I have fought a few battles!"

Zhu Youlang, who was sitting on a war horse, was also moved when he saw the heartfelt enthusiastic gestures of the officials and people on both sides of the official road, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Since the crossing, he has been fighting for two years, and the wind and rain have made Zhu Youlang's originally handsome and fair face a little black, but his eyes have become more and more focused.

The fierce enthusiasm of the military and the people made Zhu Youlang very pleased, and he also secretly made up his mind in his heart that in the future, he would work even harder to expel the Manchurian Tatars, recover the northern and southern capitals, and bring back the fortune of China that was on the verge of death!

Since Manchuria entered the customs, he has burned, killed, plundered, enclosed and abused the people, and under the butcher's knife, the heads are rolling!

The Han people were extremely miserable, and the number of people who died at the hands of the Tartars was innumerable.

According to statistics, in the original history, in the decades after the death of the Ming Dynasty, the population of the Han people dropped sharply from 51 million to less than 20 million, so that "the country has no complete county, the county has no complete village, the village has no complete family, the family has no perfect person, and the person has no complete woman", which is a true portrayal of all parts of the country in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

There is a poem: "In the past, when the Central Plains was in civil strife, Manyi took the Han room from time to time, became a family at home and abroad, kept his head and did not keep his hair, and came to the south to slaughter the city of ninety-nine, and the blood of the Han Dynasty stained the Han rivers and mountains!"

Reading history can not bear to say this, history sighs, for thousands of years for pigs and dogs, the heroes of the Han family have taken revenge, millions of heads have fallen, and they have won the ...... of freedom"

The Manchurians killed the backbone of the Han people, and the people had to succumb to the butcher's knife, groveling, and proclaiming to the head of the Yi in order to save their lives and beg to be obedient to the people.

Since then, for hundreds of years, the dignity of the Chinese nation has been trampled on repeatedly, the people have been wantonly ravaged, civilization has regressed frantically, and the blood of the nation has been castrated by the butcher's knife!

My dignified Chinese people, descendants of the Han and Tang Dynasties, have become insensitive, like pigs and dogs who have been abused and killed without knowing how to resist, how sad it is!

The humble dare not forget the country!

Every time Zhu Youlang thought of this time in his previous life, a depression would rise in his chest, which would be difficult to dissipate for a long time, and the resentment would be difficult to settle!

When thinking of the strong man, the famous general of the empire, Chen Tang, roared angrily: "Those who commit strong men will be punished even if they are far away!" ”

Its domineering spirit that looks down on the Quartet makes Zhuhu's heart break and his soul is scattered!

But who would have thought that after the end of Yashan, China would sink again, until after the Opium War, it was completely reduced to the point of being wantonly slaughtered by Western powers?

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

If the Han and Tang Dynasties are still there, who would dare to make these Yidi? Who dares to disagree with what Bing Feng points to?

At this time when the empire is weakening and the nation is dying, how good it would be if there could be a heroic man who could stand under this vast sky, shoulder the morality of the blue sky with iron shoulders, and turn the tide of the tide!

Maybe it's because the future of China is too bumpy, there are too many people who have died, and they have been bullied too badly, so even God can't bear it, so he specially opened the golden finger, and time went back, allowing Zhu Youlang to travel to this dark and heavy era!

At this time, the Ming regime was still there, the luck of China was not exhausted, and civilization was not completely destroyed!

It's all salvageable!

Millions of people are falling, vowing to be free!

He wants to save the people of the Ming Dynasty from being ravaged by the Tartars, so that the tragedy in the world will not spread!

He wants to make the blood of millions of Han families outside Jiangyin, Yangzhou, Jiading, Sichuan, and Nanchang not shed in vain!

He wants to make the Manchurian Tatars pay for their blood debts and avenge the millions of Han people in the occupied areas!

There has never been a moment when Zhu Youlang has such a strong sense of mission.

I am here, I should guard the land and the people, and pacify the barbarians!

When I die, I also incarnate the soul of the dragon, and bless me with the eternal life of China!

As the team stopped one after another, the guards held up the Huangluo umbrella cover, and Zhu Youlang got off the war horse with a solemn expression and stepped on.

The armor is bright, the weapons are dazzling, and the elite sergeants of the arch holy camp are very powerful and majestic as the imperial guards.

As soon as Zhu Youlang got up, there were accompanying Honglu Temple praise officials who shouted loudly to order the ministers and the people to be even. Then there was another mountain cry.

After the salute, the guides composed of Han, Zhan, Ke, and Dao guided the holy car back to Beijing. The soldiers stood in the middle of the road and camped outside the city and around the palace to prevent accidents.

Wherever the car came, all the people cheered, and the sound was heard for miles.

The people greeted them with hundreds of yarn lanterns, and from time to time there were people and people lying on the side of the road.

The common people rushed to tell each other: today's colorful clouds appeared, yesterday there were big stars and thousands of big trees floating in the river, these are all auspicious signs, it seems that the prosperity of the country is hopeful.

Previously, hundreds of thousands of Manchurian soldiers went south, and the people were uneasy, so far the army of the Son of Heaven returned triumphantly, and the people were happy to show joy on their faces.

After Zhu Youlang returned to the palace, in order to inspire people, he held a grand celebration banquet, and distributed a certain amount of dried meat and grain to the military and civilian people in the city, and fed the city for a day.

At night, the officers and soldiers were ordered to lift the order of martial law, and when the lanterns were first on, looking down from above, the lights in the city were lit up, and the entire Zhaoqing City almost became a city that never sleeps, and countless soldiers and ordinary people sang and danced in the lanterns to express their joy.