When Zhu Qizhen said this, he turned his head and looked at Zhu Qiyu, his voice was not high, but like a Lu Huang bell, it struck in the depths of Zhu Qiyu's heart, shocking him for a moment, speechless, and he couldn't even say mean words for a while.

"When I was trapped in the Civil Fort, I pinned my hopes on you, thinking that you were my closest brother, and you should be able to do it for me, what I can't do." Zhu Qizhen raised his hand, sorted out the armor on his body, and stroked the sword at his waist with his fingers. His eyes stared directly at Zhu Qiyu, who began to dodge his gaze. "It's a pity that you've disappointed me so much after all, and what you've done in this position isn't even as good as what I did before I was imprisoned in the Wattle."

"So, I'm back, take back everything that belongs to me, and you, continue to be your vassal king with peace of mind. Take care of yourself......" Zhu Qizhen glanced at Zhu Qiyu deeply, turned his head, and looked out of the main hall. "I will let the world see that I will not fail to live up to my responsibilities and obligations. What a powerful and prosperous empire the Ming Dynasty will become in my hands. ”

"As the Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty, what kind of responsibilities and obligations do you need?" Zhu Qiyu saw that he walked slowly to the door of the main hall, and under the illumination of the slanting sun, Zhu Qizhen, who was dressed in bright yellow heavy armor, was like an incomparably brilliant god who could not be forced, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and open his mouth to shout with some urgency.

"Do you remember what I said when I was in a cage under the Jingshi City?" Zhu Qizhen didn't look back, and after saying this, he didn't stay any longer, and strode straight towards the outside of the Jiaotai Palace.

Zhu Qiyu's memory suddenly couldn't help but go back to the past, back to the trapped Jingshi, millions of Li Shu people were panicked, it seemed that the Ming Empire had reached the time of survival in a stormy crisis.

Zhu Qizhen stood under the city of Najingshi, in a cage, with the body of a prisoner, he was not afraid of the sword and axe that was not afraid of the roar of thunder, and now, it also exploded in the depths of Zhu Qiyu's soul.

I, today I will issue the last edict: From now on, from the Ming Dynasty to the emperor, down to Li Shu, all will be respected: no harmony! No compensation! Don't cut the ground! Don't pay tribute! The Son of Heaven guards the country! The king is dead!

"You should have had the will to die, so you had such an enlightenment......" Zhu Qiyu watched the proud walk out of the hall, completely bathed in the bright sunshine, as if the whole person was transformed into a god-like brother, the last trace of anger in his heart, unwillingness, and resentment finally turned into smoke.

-------------------- "Don't worry, I will keep watching to see if you do what you say, brother!" Zhu Qiyu suddenly rushed forward two steps, rushed to the entrance of the Jiaotai Palace, and shouted loudly towards the back of Zhu Qizhen, who had already walked more than ten steps out of the main hall.

Zhu Qizhen's footsteps paused slightly: "Don't worry, I, Zhu Qizhen, will not live up to my conscience, let alone my mission of coming here and standing in this position." Answering Zhu Qiyu loudly, Zhu Shezhen continued to stride forward, and those civil and military ministers, looking at Zhu Qizhen, who was full of boundless confidence and pride, and then looked at Zhu Qiyu, who was holding the door of the palace and revealing loneliness and infinite fatigue, they couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhu Qizhen walked up to the ministers and glanced over, but saw that Zhu Jianji, who was nervously held in the arms of Concubine Hang, was looking curiously over here. Seeing this child with eyes as black as stars, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but show a gentle smile and walked straight over.

Seeing Zhu Qizhen, who was dressed in heavy armor, approaching him, Hang Guifei's face suddenly looked like rice paper, and her hands around Zhu Jianji couldn't help but tighten a few points. "Mother, you hurt me." Zhu Jianji couldn't help but struggle and shouted.

"Jianji, do you still recognize me?" Zhu Qizhen's footsteps finally stopped at this time, looking at Zhu Jianji, as if he saw his son Zhu Jianshen, who was the same age as Zhu Jianji, and the smile on his face couldn't help but add a few more points.

"Are you the emperor's uncle?" Zhu Jianji tilted his head and looked at it, and then said in a milky voice.

Hearing this title, Concubine Hang couldn't help but be anxious, and whispered softly in Zhu Jianji's ear: "Call Your Majesty quickly......"

"Hehe, it's okay, he's my nephew, there's nothing wrong with calling me like this." Zhu Qizhen shook his head, Zhu Jianji is still alive, for Zhu Qiyu, who has only one son, it is his luck, their father and son, will leave this secluded and majestic Forbidden City, perhaps, Zhu Jianji can always accompany his father, and there will be no more tragic incidents of white-haired people sending black-haired people.

"Spread my will, the king and his relatives are still living in the palace of the king of Yu, and they should be treated the same as the vassals, and they must not be slack." Zhu Qizhen smiled at the little Jianji and commanded slowly.

"Your Majesty Shengming......" The ministers who came with Zhu Qizhen all bowed to the ground, Sun Jizong looked at the figure of Zhu Qizhen standing with his hands in his hands, and then swept some Zhu Qiyu who was standing on the door, opened his mouth, but after all, he didn't say anything, and all the ministers bowed to the ground.

And Concubine Hang, who couldn't help but breathe a sigh of grandeur in her heart, endured the almost dazzling tears, hugged Zhu Jianji, and bowed deeply to Zhu Qizhen.

"Thank you, brother." Holding on to the door of the palace, Zhu Qiyu, whose expression was complicated, naturally heard Zhu Qizhen's words, and looked at his brother who was standing with his head held high and looking up at the open space, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but whisper.

An hour later, under the escort of hundreds of heavily armed pro-soldiers from Zhu Qizhen, several soft sedan chairs and a carriage slowly stopped outside the palace of the king of Nayu.

Zhu Qiyu, with the help of the eunuchs beside him, struggled to prop himself up, and slowly descended from the carriage to the ground, at this time, he raised his head consciously, looked at the Zhu Gate, looked at the tall and majestic stone lion, and the plaque of the palace that was too familiar to be familiar.

And just when Zhu Qiyu held his head high and looked at the plaque stupidly, the door of the palace slowly opened, revealing a pretty face without powder, and a pair of watery eyes that looked a little sad.

For a while, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but be in a trance. "Is it Sanniang? ......" is a bit jerky, in the past, in the past between the two, but it was so familiar, this is his wife's maiden name, but it seems that he has been so far away in his life.

"Lord Wang, it's a concubine." Hearing this questioning whisper, Sanniang couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her lips, and the original elegant and indifferent face couldn't hide her sadness and longing after all. After a long time, Sanniang showed a smile and said in a trembling voice: "The prince is dead again, but since you have gone home, you can take care of yourself with peace of mind, don't think too much." ”

"What about Dong'er and Jue'er? Are they still angry with me......" Seeing the Sanniang standing alone at the gate of the palace of the king, Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but ask in a low voice with some apologies, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm about to forget these two daughters.

"Between the family, how can there be overnight grudges, Dong'er and Jue'er are not sensible, but they are also your daughters after all, as long as you are willing to talk to them, how can they have no reason." Sanniang lifted the corner of her skirt, stepped down the steps, and after walking to Zhu Qiyu's side, she naturally held Zhu Qiyu's arm, and smiled to relieve her husband's emotions.

"It's finally back again, it's really like a dream...... "I felt the warmth in the crook of my arm, looking at the scenery that this palace was so familiar that I couldn't be familiar with it anymore, and I had never forgotten it in my heart, Zhu Qiyu, who was slowly moving, couldn't help but sigh. This dream made me understand a lot of things. ”

Sanniang had a faint but happy smile on her face, listened quietly, and walked with him. Walking in the familiar palace of the king of Yu.

"Sanniang, I'm sorry......" In no one's place, Zhu Qiyu stopped, turned his face sideways, looked at Sanniang's beautiful and familiar face, and his low and hoarse voice revealed a deep sense of guilt.

"Alright, just go home." Sanniang smiled and gently rested her head on Zhu Qiyu's chest, which was not thick.

"Yes, when I go home, it's good to ......" Zhu Qiyu hugged his wife a little awkwardly, and sighed with satisfaction and ease...... -------------------- "Unfilial children see the queen mother's ......" In Renshou Palace, Zhu Qizhen looked at the Empress Dowager Sun who was already full of tears when she saw her, and looked at the face full of endless love and joy of meeting, her heart couldn't help but feel sour, and she fell straight down in the Renshou Palace, and bowed down to the mother who had been behind the scenes and paid silently for herself.

Although this is only the first time they have met, Zhu Qizhen's worship seems so natural and completely from the heart, because she is indeed a mother who is willing to give everything for her son, and she is her own queen mother.

Empress Dowager Sun stood up and walked a few steps, but she paused again, and her angry, hateful, and loving eyes fell on Zhu Qizhen, who was prostrating on the ground. "Qi Zhen, my son, you can be regarded as coming back, how long has the queen mother been looking forward to you, you child, if you can listen to the queen mother in the past, why do you have to suffer so much......"

"The child knows that he is wrong, don't be angry, the queen mother, okay?" Zhu Qizhen raised his head, looking at the face full of concern, and the guilt in his heart became even heavier. I can't help but hate Zhu Yingzong, who was the owner of this body before I crossed over, or rather, Zhu Qizhen hated my past self a little.

"You, okay, as long as you can know what's wrong," Empress Dowager Sun turned her face sideways, wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes, and revealed a smiling face. "Emperor, get up quickly, you are the emperor of my Ming Dynasty, don't be those children anymore. Big brother, don't hurry up and help the emperor up. ”

(To be continued)