After a heartfelt conversation, Zhu Qizhen's fresh theories and words really made these three Ming generals quite refreshing, and more importantly, many of Zhu Qizhen's thoughts and ideas made them feel like confidants. Another point is that it is impossible to imagine that Zhu Qizhen, who was defeated in Tumubao, would have such vision and judgment.

"Can't figure it out?" Wang Jinchang touched his thick beard, and saw that Yang Xin beside him had been wrinkling his brows in thought, and couldn't help but smile and ask.

"Yes, now I look at it, the emperor is wise and wise, I can't wait far away, why is the battle of Tumubao ......" Speaking of this, Yang Xin couldn't help but pause, after all, this kind of topic really can't be talked about.

"Come to think of it, it should be the ministers who hide from each other, so that the emperor has no way of knowing the true situation, speaking of which, it's not all those ghosts who are engaged in the eunuchs." Yang Neng slapped the war knife on his waist stupidly, with a look of righteous indignation.

"Who knows, since the matter has passed, no matter how much investigation is pursued, nothing will come of it. What makes my brother regret is that the emperor has experienced this catastrophe, and he is indeed far more generous and more powerful than the new emperor who lives in the temple. "Wang Jinchang has a close relationship with this Yang brother, and these words are not taboo.

These words made Er Yang can't help but bow his head silently, although they don't enter the court as side generals, it doesn't mean that they can't see clearly, since the new emperor took the throne, he can get by in the middle of the rules, but if he wants to be brilliant, he really hasn't seen it.

On the contrary, it was the captured Zhu Qizhen, who was not timid in welcoming the bayonet soldiers, and the loud voice under Yanjing City inspired millions of soldiers and civilians to fight to the death, and defeated the morale of the tile spur army with the old and weak.

On the grassland, I tried my best to finally release thousands of prisoners of war, you know, among these prisoners of war, there are many descendants of the Ming Dynasty, there are several of them alone, and there are more than a dozen of them together and the Hou, Uncle and the like, all of whom are the sons and backbones of the Ming Dynasty who are difficult to come to the founding of the country and Jing.

Their return not only enhanced the prestige of the emperor, but more importantly, they did win the favor of the Ming nobles for the emperor's attempt to rescue them regardless of himself.

Zhu Qizhen is on the grassland, and is quite respected by the officials and nobles of the tile, and even Boyan and others have already spread the news of Zhu Qizhen, the captive son of heaven, to the courtiers of the captured emperor.

Now, Zhu Qizhen has relied on his own personality charm to soak the charming lady Naren County Lord, and through the help of this county lord, he was able to escape from the Tile Thorn.

This kind of experience is not an exaggeration to even describe it as a legend, when he first heard Yuan Bin and others talk about it, Yang Xin was simply unbelievable, that feeling, it was like listening to a critic talking about it, it was really too bizarre.

"I really don't know what kind of turmoil the news of the emperor's escape from the predicament will cause when it is transmitted back to Beijing." Yang Xin took a deep breath and walked forward quickly, what he wanted to do most now was to quietly rush to Jingshi and send it to his father's hands with his own soldiers about the emperor's escape, and see what his father thought and meant.

After all, although this matter has made great contributions to the country, from the new emperor's previous responses, everyone knows very well that today's son would like the emperor to stay on the vast prairie forever, and he does not want him to return to the Ming Dynasty.

-------------------- "Have the people sent to Jingshi already been sent?" After the Yang brothers and Wang Jinchang left, Zhu Qizhen still had no intention of resting, not because he didn't want to rest, but because he had to seize all the time to make arrangements now.

"Your Majesty rest assured, the messengers have been sent, and within five days at the latest, Hui Changbo should be able to receive the news, and when the time comes, the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother will naturally be able to know that Your Majesty has returned to Daming safely." The queen mother in Yuan Bin's mouth does not refer to today's mother-in-law, but to the main palace of Zhu Qizhen, Qian Yiniang.

"Where's Ha Ming?" Zhu Qizhen nodded, and continued to ask while moving the sprained foot joint by Gao Yun and snorting his teeth vigorously.

"Naturally, the messenger has already been sent, but Your Majesty, do you really think it is necessary?" Yuan Bin's face became a little strange when he thought of Zhu Qizhen's strange order.

Zhu Qizhen saw the disapproving expression on Yuan Bin's face, and couldn't help laughing: "Do you think it's too cheesy for me to do this?" ”

"I don't dare, it's just that Weichen thinks that the Son of Heaven can be related to such things, really, I really look down on them." Yuan Bin gritted his teeth and decided to say what he was thinking.

Hearing this, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but smile a little helplessly, yes, in this era, it is true that no one has noticed the power of public opinion, it can be said that the literati have the right to speak in the hands of the entire country, but there is one more thing, that is, those scripts.

The so-called script refers to the rise of the former Song Dynasty and the extremely prosperous vernacular novels of the Yuan and Ming dynasties, written in popular characters, mostly based on historical stories and social life at that time, and is the basis for the rap of folk artists in the Song and Yuan dynasties.

With the development of the city's economy, the structure of the city's inhabitants also changed, and not only a large number of officials and soldiers, but also a large number of merchants and artisans gathered, forming a new class of citizens.

All kinds of folk arts converged on the city to meet the cultural needs of the new city dwellers. In the major cities of the Ming Dynasty today, there are dozens of amusement parks called "Washe" or "Wazi" with a comprehensive surname, and in each "Washe", there are a number of "Goolan" (similar to the theater of later generations), which respectively stage various tricks such as miscellaneous plays, palace harmony and "talking".

Today's Ming Dynasty is more prosperous in terms of novels and operas than the Song and Yuan dynasties before. Even in a small county town, there will also be storytellers and opera stages. Many classic stories from the past and present, as well as historical stories, have been edited into scripts or scripts, and have become the most familiar stories for ordinary people in urban and rural areas.

Not to mention the common people, even those literati, the ladies and sons of the official family, who doesn't want to see it?

And Zhu Qizhen just wanted to use the script to expand his publicity and influence for himself, this idea, as early as when he first entered the grassland, Zhu Qizhen already had this idea, but he never had the opportunity and no way to do it.

But now, there is already an opportunity, how can Zhu Qizhen not do it? Besides, Zhu Qizhen's experience since he was captured, not to mention that it was written as a mere script, or as a travelogue, I am afraid that it can also become the biggest bestseller in the Ming Dynasty.

Through the paper media of words, to influence the public opinion orientation of the broad masses of the people, this is the favorite thing of national politics in later generations, as a time-traveler in later generations, Zhu Qizhen naturally knows very well how powerful public opinion is.

Therefore, Zhu Qizhen decided to hand over his experience as a novice to the attendants, and asked them to hand it over to Ha Ming, find a few high-level gunners, and publish his legendary experience after processing his artistic surname, and then, naturally, someone will comment on it...... This kind of propaganda method of finding another shortcut is indeed different from the eyes of people of this era, because they have hundreds of years of social experience and political propaganda work experience less than Zhu Qizhen.

-------------------- "There are some things that I can't explain to you clearly for a while, but you just do it, and in the future, you will know the benefits of these humble things." Zhu Qizhen decided to be too lazy to continue to explain, and it might be more beneficial to retain some mystery, not to mention that they might not be able to believe it if they explained it.

"Since Your Majesty is bent on doing it, the ministers will naturally do it with their hearts." Yuan Bin could only obey his orders. At least, the Son of Heaven has so far, some seemingly inexplicable things, and later, they can get unexpected benefits.

"I didn't expect that the border towns of Xuanfu accounted for 10% of my Ming soldiers, which really surprised me." Zhu Qizhen withdrew his foot and moved, although there was still some pain, it was much better than yesterday. I think I will be able to ride a horse in a day or two at most.

"Exactly, in fact, since the time of the ancestors, the armament of our dynasty has been abandoned, and many of the guards and soldiers of the lands have fled, or they are all peasants, and it is difficult to have combat power. However, in this border town of Xuanfu, there are Ming generals such as Yang Dadu Governor who have been operating for decades, and the 100,000 people are all the elite of the border army, although the armament is slightly weaker, but the combat power is not inferior to the three major battalions of the original Beijing Division. Yuan Bin couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Hearing this, a hint of brilliance flashed in Zhu Qizhen's eyes, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Yes, if you can hold a strong army of 100,000, where can you go in the world?" ”

"Your Majesty......" Hearing this, Gao Yun's heart couldn't help jumping, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhu Qizhen.

"Hehe, I'm just thinking about it, in the past, I was in charge of the world's soldiers, but I didn't know about the soldiers, which led to the defeat of the civil fort, and now, although I know the mistakes of the past, it's too late......" Zhu Qizhen smiled at Gao Yun, and the smile overflowed more helplessly, and Yuan Bin couldn't help but be silent.

On April 18, the second day of the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen's deshing of the thorn, the news of his return to the Ming Dynasty finally began to spread from the border town, and Jiang Fu, who was inspecting the guards under the jurisdiction of the Xuanfu, heard the news, and was speechless for a little half a cup of tea.

Two days later, at the beginning of the month, Li Ji, who set out from his hometown in Anfu County, Ji'an Prefecture, Jiangxi Province, and was tasked with writing to his grandfather Li Shimian, happened to be on the North China Plain and overlooked the towering and tall city of Yanjing Jingshi of the Ming Dynasty......

(To be continued)