In view of the surprisingly scheming and disagreement of the ministers of the Donglin faction in the previous round of the contest, Chen Zhenhui felt more and more that his idea of letting his fellow members enter the various important yamen to act as staff members was very necessary. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, such a reliable and mutually supportive link is indispensable for coordinating the relations between the people in power in order to form a strong and united external fighting posture, or in seeking to influence the ideas and actions of these figures in order to achieve a situation in which the people are in power.

Therefore, he summoned the members of the club to the restaurant outside Zhengyangmen for a meeting today, on the one hand, to stabilize the morale of the army, and on the other hand, to urge the members of the club to put his idea into practice as soon as possible.

By this time, the atmosphere on the street had completely changed, and the pedestrians who had been bustling with them earlier seemed to have been swept away by a sudden gust of wind. The wide streets, where five horses marched side by side, were now lined with heavily armed military schools. They were looking around with swords and whips in their hands. An official wearing a black veil and a round-necked green robe was leading a group of servants, looking nervous to inspect back and forth.

Whenever he found something unpleasant, he pointed with his hand and asked his subordinate officials or military schools to quickly correct it. Needless to say, under the pressure of such unprecedentedly strict precautions, the vast majority of residents have taken refuge in their houses and are afraid to show their faces. Even some people who like to join in the fun can only stand behind the wooden fence at the corner of the street, and look out with their probes probe. Of course, there are also some licensed households, mainly those on the street, who are busy setting up incense in front of their doors, apparently preparing to bow down and salute as they pass by King Fu Luan.

"Well, here we are! Here it comes! Suddenly, someone whispered excitedly. The surrounding people also made a slight disturbance. Chen Zhenhui was stunned for a moment, looked out the window, and found that the street was still empty, but the atmosphere had become more solemn and solemn, and even the officials and servants had all stopped moving, and stood under the eaves of the street, and all turned their faces to the south, waiting with bated breath intently...... "It's coming?" Oh yes, here it is! After so, Chen Zhenhui quickly gathered her mind, stretched her neck in the direction of the people's looking, opened her eyes wide, and was restless because she had not seen any further movement......

At last there was a slight thud, like autumn rain falling on the ground, breaking the unbearable silence—it was the sound of horses' hooves, from far and near, all the way from the south. After a few moments, a group of Rong armored soldiers with flags in their hands appeared.

They didn't run very fast, so Chen Zhenhui could clearly distinguish that the two riders holding the red flag passed first.

Their appearance is tantamount to an official announcement: King Fu's car is approaching. So, in an instant, the streets became more and more silent, and on the contrary, the sound of horses' hooves sounded more crisp and powerful, and at once it seemed to strike all over the hearts of the people. After the order flag passed, there were four clear flags, each carried by a soldier and a horse. The four standard-bearers were obviously carefully selected, and all of them were tall and strong, mighty and heroic, just like the four Dharma Protectors who were moved from the temple.

After another moment, a group of flag bearers appeared. However, in their hands, it was not the prince's special six-dragon flag, but it was not the prince's flag, but the yellow, blue, black, red, and white flags arranged in a five-element square. Each side marched six crossbowmen. The uniforms on their bodies were also divided into five colors according to their own flags - this was undoubtedly a compromise to show that there was still a certain gap between the status of King Fu and that of the crown prince.

Chen Zhenhui thought to herself: "The life and death of the prince and the two kings of Yong and Ding are still uncertain, so naturally he should not regard himself as the prince." However, it must be Jiang Juzhi, Zhang Jinming and other Donglin ministers who make such arrangements, and it will never be Ma Shiying and others. Just thinking like this, he suddenly noticed something unusual: why are there all soldiers and horses behind him? What about the flags, halberds, gourds, and knots?

Originally, after the flag passed, it was the turn of the captains to take charge of a variety of various utensils. For example, the crown prince's guard of honor should have a pair of deductive flags, three pairs of halberds, three pairs of halberds, three pairs of ceremonial and feather bao, a pair of green umbrellas, two pairs of blue small square fans and blue and white miscellaneous fans, in addition to the class sword, my staff, standing melon, lying gourd, ritual knife, stirrup staff, bone flower, axe, ringing festival, golden festival and so on; Although the prince's honor guard has fewer names, it still has the same, even if the complexity of the honor guard is different due to the different purpose of the patrol, but it will not be canceled all. But in front of him, in addition to the armor in military uniform, he is still a military soldier.

"Well, it's almost as long as the Fu Fan fled south this time, and the honor guards have been lost, and the survivors of the capital have been decayed and useless, and there is no way to prepare in a hurry, so it's so simple!" Chen Zhenhui guessed in her heart.

So he stopped talking and kept looking. Now, the ranks of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs have appeared. Since today is to escort the future emperor, they all ride on horses, and there is no umbrella cover behind them, and their faces can be seen clearly.

The leaders were Shi Kefa, Han Zanzhou, Wei Guogong Xu Hongji, followed by Gao Hongtu, Lu Daqi, Zhang Shenyan, Liu Kongzhao, Zhao Zhilong and others, all of whom he identified one by one.

Unfortunately, the crowd was too crowded, and before he could see it all, the team had already passed, and he stared at the backs of those black gauze robes, his face dazed......

Fortunately, immediately behind the civil and military officials, eight men wearing red silk sedan clothes had already joined forces to carry a chariot and walked slowly. Chen Zhenhui's attention was immediately drawn back to the past. Because everyone knows that the person sitting in the chariot is today's protagonist - the little blessed king who has been fiercely attacked and opposed by them, but still reigns proudly in the capital as a victor.

This is a huge chariot dedicated to the prince, more than one zhang high, more than eight feet wide, a total of four sedan chairs, the long two more than three zhang, the short one is more than two zhang. I found it from the Miyagi storeroom, and I refurbished and painted it again, so it looks brand new.

The mahogany columns, the cloud-like carvings, the wrought leaves, the gilded bronze orbladder and the vermilion blinds shone brightly in the May sun. Since the two doors of the chariot were closed, Chen Zhenhui could not see what the occupants looked like.

But the noble appearance of this chariot and the majesty with which it slowly moved forward were enough to make him feel a strong invisible pressure, a kind of uncertainty about the future. During the whole time of the step, he just watched, unable to utter a word.

Finally, the red silk sedan coat of the man who walked at the back flickered and disappeared. Next, it was the detachment of the brigade. This indicates that the ceremony of entering the city has come to an end. It was at this moment that Chen Zhenhui seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and sweat was soaked out of her forehead unconsciously.

Raising his sleeves and touching a handful of sweat stains, he quickly walked towards the "Good Again" restaurant.

Zhu Youhua, who was sitting in the prince's step, finally entered Nanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, after wandering for two or three years. He will start a new life here.

We must also take this as a starting point to expel the Tartars and restore the Han dynasty!

The foundation of the Ming Dynasty, which was created and inherited by Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, will definitely be revived in my hands, and the carved Zhu Youhua's heart is full of pride and ambition.

After entering Nanjing City, in view of the fact that the palace was under renovation and had not yet been completed, Shi Kefa and Han Zanzhou temporarily arranged Zhu Youhua in the inner garrison mansion.

In view of the tiring saddle horse along the way, the ministers waited for Zhu Youhua to freshen up and rest for a day before officially entering the palace to pay a visit.

At this moment, there are already many ministers waiting in the Inner Garrison Mansion, three or two, and the buzzing sound is endless. When he saw Ma Shiying enter through the corner door, he was suddenly silent, and only looked at him.

Ma Shiying took a cursory look, basically they were all officials of the Donglin faction, and Shi Kefa was also among them.

Shi Kefa was discussing with Gao Hongtu and Zhang Shenyan what they said when they met King Fu, but when they saw Ma Shiying coming in, they didn't feel disgusted in their hearts.

A few days ago, Ma Shiying did not keep his word, and threw King Gui to King Fu instead, but let him be kept in the dark, and after the four towns were sent to Jiangnan in a joint announcement, he had to temporarily choose to compromise for the sake of the overall situation, but he already hated Ma Shiying who teased him, not only him, but other ministers in the court were also very disgusted with Ma Shiying, who was untrustworthy, and saw Ma Shiying scattered like a plague god.

Ma Shiying saw it in his eyes, he received a lot of cold eyes, and he didn't argue, when he saw Shi Kefa, he bowed down first, and in such a scene, Shi Kefa didn't lose his courtesy, and slightly bowed his hand as a return gift.

Ma Shiying saluted Gao Hongtu and Zhang Shen again, these two people were really tough, they didn't care about their faces at all, they didn't pay attention to it, and they looked at Shi Kefa who was in a dilemma with complaining eyes, which made the officials behind them happily "hum". Shi Kefa said in his heart, it's bad, and he is on the road of this guy again, waving his cuffs and turning around and no longer cares.