Wu Xiang and Wu Sangui were sentenced by the Ming Dynasty, marking the official end of the Guanning Army era. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although there are still countless Guanning troops with Liao people as the main body in the eastern Liaodong region, especially in the Shanhaiguan area, due to Sun Chengzong's Liao people's policy of guarding the Liao land, it is no longer enough to pose a threat to the central court.

Because these surviving Guanning military systems have neither the support of a base that can export military salaries, nor the ambitious local military aristocracy.

What's more, Zhu Youxiao had already strictly ordered Wang Zaijin to start disrupting and mixing the officers and soldiers of these Guanning military systems in the eighth year of the Apocalypse.

The sunset fell on the West Mountain, and in the twilight sky, the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty was gilded with a layer of gold, and Zhu Youxiao, who was wearing a winged crown, came to a certain corner tower and couldn't help but look at everything in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, it has been two years since he came to Daming, but in these two short years, he seems to have forgotten everything in that world, accustomed to tens of thousands of people living every day to serve his life, accustomed to the power to transcend the legal boundaries and take away people's lives with a casual word, and accustomed to seeing a beautiful woman who can directly bring her into his dormitory life without rhetoric, although he did not do so, it does not mean that he cannot.

Because of his status and the privileges given to him by the world, he seems to be able to indulge his selfish desires at will, not only for lust, but also for the practice of ideas and ideologies.

You can decide whether others can live, how to live, and even decide how people will live in the future.

"Your Majesty, although it is not autumn yet, but in the end the cold has come up, don't stay in this tuyere for too long, let's go back to the palace", Wang Chengen, the eunuch of the master of ceremonies, cautiously came to Zhu Youxiao, and chattered a few words like an old woman.

Zhu Youxiao really wants to say that he is not so delicate, nor is he Lin Daiyu, and his current body is in his youth, and he still insists on running and doing push-ups every day, and refrains from living in the house, and he is not a workaholic like Zhu Yuanzhang, and he does not devote his passion to the great cause of serving the people day and night, so let alone standing in the wind, it is estimated that it is not a problem to take a cold shower on a snowy day, maybe he can also improve his ability to withstand the cold, and lay a physical foundation for his future inspection of Northeast Asia.

But Wang Chengen and others don't think so, the biggest pursuit of these people is that they, the emperor, can be healthy and healthy, without any mistakes.

Sometimes it is also stressful to be concerned by too many people, especially under this kind of concern that is indistinguishable from true and false, but Zhu Youxiao can't say anything, after all, even if he is the emperor, he can't interfere with how people live, and he can't refuse other people's concerns.

Zhu Youxiao listened to Wang Chengen's words, turned around and went down the platform, and walked down step by step along the stone staircase guardrail, without getting on the dragon chariot, he walked along the outer corridor of the inner court palace with his hands behind his back.

Being an emperor is a chore, if you really want to do it yourself, don't think about resting 24 hours a day, although Zhu Youxiao can't do this, but after a day of all kinds of red tape or hard work, or facing all kinds of hypocritical faces, he will also feel physically and mentally tired.

And in this case, what he feels most comfortable is to walk around the inner palace for a while and take a walk.

At this time, the Forbidden City was not as popular as the Palace Museum in later generations, except for the antique jade covered with glass cabinets and the cold houses, but the current Forbidden City is a living imperial palace.

At this time, the Forbidden City can see the palace maids with elegant posture and temperament everywhere, and you can also see the eunuchs in gorgeous clothes and brocade clothes and still a little childish, although it is difficult for Zhu Youxiao to remember the names of these palace people who live under the same roof as himself, but it does not prevent them from letting Zhu Youxiao experience the warmth that the Forbidden City brings to his home.

Wearing a celestial colored cardigan, a pleated skirt embroidered with flowers, and a pair of embroidered shoes with a few butterflies or jasmine flowers on the foundation, the gait of the palace maid who happened to pass by made her appear lighter.

When he saw himself bending over slightly, he could still see a slight groove under the bandeau, which made Zhu Youxiao naturally arouse a trace of evil thoughts, but in the end, he realized that he was already a high emperor, even if he wanted to overlook the spring, he didn't have to be so obscene, so he simply walked over and took a few more looks.

The palace maid's cheeks were slightly red, and she was ashamed as if the peach blossoms were raining at the beginning of March, Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly and walked straight over, which made Wang Chengen, who was as nervous as the palace maid, breathe a sigh of relief, and then look at His Majesty's indifferent appearance, as if none of this had happened.

And the palace maid also stroked her chest slightly, and after a long breath, she ran away in a hurry.

As soon as he entered Kunning Palace, he could hear a child's cry, which was the voice of his son, that is, Zhu Cijiong, the king of Zhao.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't say what he felt after becoming a father, anyway, when he heard this cry, his heart seemed to feel an inexplicable joy all of a sudden, as if the so-called hundred years of peace in the country and mountains instantly had a sense of vital interests.

What is the purpose of this series of actions to cut off the Donglin Party, implement a new policy to increase commercial taxes, and develop science and technology to lock the king of the vassal in the capital, it seems that it is also for himself, for the life form that carries his genetic information in front of him to live better than himself in the future.

I don't know why, but when I realized that this was my child, I had a strong feeling of licking the calf and was eager to create a happy life for him.

But Zhu Youxiao, who is used to the life of a high-ranking emperor and is also used to hiding his emotions in the depths of his heart, is now difficult to enjoy the happiness brought by this kind of human ethics.

However, her queen mother Zhang Yan completely integrated into the role of a mother, smiling like a flower and teasing the whole Zhu Cijiong, who was like a snowdrift.

And even Liu Rushi, who had just turned eleven and was about to enter the year of the golden hairpin, almost shifted his attention to Zhu Cijiong, kept shaking the rattle in his hand, and shouted "Your Highness, Your Highness" without noticing Zhu Youxiao's arrival at all, and no longer like the lively little girl who ran up as soon as Zhu Youxiao returned to Kunning Palace, and kept shouting "Your Majesty is back" when she took Zhu Youxiao's hand and ran in.

After giving birth, her skin became more and more crystal like snow, and Hui Concubine Xu Fo, who was also a few laps fuller in Taofeng, also squinted her apricot eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Zhu Cijiong, the king of Zhao, and her hands involuntarily supported Zhu Cijiong's little buttocks, as if she was afraid that her mother-in-law Zhang Yan would no longer return the little prince to herself.

After Zhu Youxiao coughed a few times, the three of them noticed Zhu Youxiao's arrival, but their eyes obviously did not leave Zhu Cijiong.

Zhu Youxiao hugged Zhu Cijiong in his arms with some taste, pinched his little face that could be broken, and wanted to teach a few words, but he didn't know how to teach him, seeing him giggling at himself, the whole person seemed to be sweetened, and after teasing for a while, he let Xu Fo hug himself, and Zhu Youxiao himself sat opposite Zhang Yan, leaned on the bag containing peony and peony, and asked: "Go and bring Hai Lanzhu here." ”