The civil and military who came with Zhu Qizhen, as well as Yang Jun and Shi Biao, all stood quietly aside, listening to Zhu Qizhen's words, which were full of passion and vitality, and full of infinite hope and expectation. Although some words are not understood, but their hearts are filled with a kind of touch, a kind of flame that is stirred up by his words, Da Ming, I really don't know, in the eyes of the emperor, what will that different Da Ming be?

Yourself, can you follow the Emperor Taishang, casually His Royal Highness the Prince, and take a look with your own eyes, what the Emperor Taishang described in his mouth, that is a different Ming, a different road.

At this moment, everyone looked at Zhu Qizhen, who was holding the crown prince, with an inexplicable expectant gaze, looking at his eyes and his face full of masculinity and majesty. At this moment, he looks extraordinarily tall and high-spirited.

"The minister can participate in Your Majesty, see His Royal Highness the Prince." Jiang Fu took a deep breath, and at this moment, he willingly bowed to the ground, and with his voice, everyone bowed to the ground. The only one standing was the Emperor Taishang who was holding the crown prince.

Looking at the Emperor Taishang who was shrouded in the glory of the flames, like a statue made of gold, Wan Zhen'er also bowed to the ground, and she heard the resoluteness and strength revealed in Zhu Qizhen's majestic and deep voice, which was an undoubted affirmative tone. It was a kind of kingly wind that finally burst out after going through hardships and hardships, and at this moment, there was no other emotion in her heart, only a kind of willing worship and admiration.

Looking at these generals and soldiers who bowed to the ground, and looked at these Ming soldiers who protected the people and gentry of the Ming Dynasty from the invasion of foreign enemies, Zhu Qizhen's heart couldn't help but gush with pride. "This world, in the present, and even in the future, will have only one of the most powerful empires, one of the most glorious civilizations, do you know what it is?"

Zhu Qizhen's gaze swept over the group of people who gradually raised their heads, "It's Chinese civilization!" It is the Chinese civilization composed of the acacia and culture that our ancestors, passed down from generation to generation. ”

"It's the Ming Empire! It was our ancestors who used their defenseless flesh and blood to liberate us from those greedy and murderous invaders and created the Ming Empire. You have to remember, I, I want to join hands with you so that the legacy of this empire, and our culture, will no longer fall into the so-called cycle of rise and fall.

Let this great empire, which inherits the Chinese culture, stand forever on the land of China, and let our enemies, all the rich invaders who dare to spy on our wealth and prosperity, and our homeland, tremble under our guns! The Ming Empire will be immortal! Zhu Qizhen waved his whip, like a flag waving powerfully under the sky, in the sky.

-------------------- Yang Jun and Shi Biao, these two Ming generals with the surname of Ge Huo Jie exposed, heard these bold words that made people's blood boil, where could they endure the passion in their hearts, and with the shouts of Zhu Qizhen, they raised their arms and roared. The angry shouts of ten, hundred, and thousands of hot-blooded men echoed in this Chinese plain.

"The Ming Empire will be immortal! Immortal! Immortal! ……”

"Look at them, look at these faces full of hope and fanaticism, they are your future people, and the land beneath our feet, this is a people and territory that we deserve to protect all our lives, and we must swear to protect. Do you understand? My son. ”

"Father, the son knows." Although Zhu Jianshen didn't understand, Zhu Qizhen's words were already deeply engraved in the depths of his memory, one day, he would grow up and grow up, and at that time, he would understand how high Zhu Qizhen, as a father, expected him high.

When Zhu Qizhen gradually regained his calm mood, he saw a stunning palace maid kneeling more than ten steps behind the group of eunuch palace maids, under the delicate but straight eyebrows, there was a pair of perfect apricot eyes, and the hot and confused gaze in the eyes was looking at him obsessively, which made Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Although Zhu Qizhen didn't know who she was, she still felt that she had a different temperament from those palace maids who were prostrating on the ground, like a peacock that had not yet spread its wings, and was mixed among the pheasants, but when she spread her wings, everything around her would be eclipsed.

Who is she? Zhu Qizhen had such a question in his heart, hugged his son, and took Concubine Zhou to a carriage and sat down, and now he received Zhu Jianshen and Concubine Zhou, Zhu Qizhen was embarrassed to leave them again and ride the horse by himself, so he sat in the carriage with them and talked about the things since they separated.

Talking about the thrilling, but extremely difficult years, I heard Concubine Zhou, who was lying in Zhu Qizhen's arms, exclaim from time to time, and the rippled tears of the distressed husband.

And I don't know when, Wan Zhen'er has already sat at the wheel of this carriage, unaware of the strange gaze of the coachman, stunned ears, listening to Zhu Qizhen's colorful narration, his mood with his rich voice up and down, when he heard the thrill, he couldn't help but let out an irrepressible low voice.

However, at this time, Zhu Qizhen in the car naturally didn't know that this palace maid sitting on the wheel was Wan Zhen'er, who he wanted to see with his own eyes, and he was just a gossip little palace maid who liked to listen to adventure stories.

When the army returned to Xuanfu City, it was naturally a lively and joyful scene, and the prince came to Xuanfu, at least in this respect, it will greatly stimulate the morale and enthusiasm of the soldiers and civilians of Xuanfu.

Zhu Qizhen was happy, and someone also arranged a feast in the palace, after all, Zhu Jianshen, the crown prince, was able to break through all the difficulties and come to Xuanfu, which is indeed a very happy thing, and his surname has been placed under the protection of Zhu Qizhen, naturally, he will not change history because of Zhu Qizhen, a traveler from the future, so he will die in the hands of his good brother Zhu Qiyu, who has already looked a little crazy.

Moreover, Zhu Jianshen is the crown prince and his future heir, and what he can do to keep him by his side is to cultivate the family relationship between father and son, and through his own words and deeds, let him understand and be clear about his responsibilities, and let him understand the new ideas and views brought by his father who is a traverser, so that he not only influences a group of followers, but also can cultivate his own successor, then, the future Daming will definitely become different.

Although Zhu Jianshen did not appear after he crossed over, he had his own blood flowing in his body, and besides, history has also proved that he was once a good emperor, at least in the early stage, a good son of heaven and a wise monarch.

"Ladies and gentlemen, from now on, the prince arrives at Xuanfu, and in my heart, I have finally put down a big stone, and I hope that Zhuqing will continue to work hard, so that Xuanfu will restore the old view as soon as possible and go to the next level."

"The ministers obey the order and should live up to His Majesty's trust." Everyone at the banquet responded respectfully.

And the two heroes who have not yet accepted Zhu Qizhen's punishment to protect the prince to Xuanfu: Yang Jun and Shi Biao are also impressively listed. I don't know if Zhu Qizhen, the emperor, did it on purpose, and actually arranged these two people to face each other.

Let the two of them be busy provoking each other with their eyes, and they didn't even touch a few chopsticks on the delicious food on the table, and finally after the banquet ended, the two were stayed.

-------------------- "I've been waiting for so long, but I haven't come up with a charter on how to deal with you, do you have a complaint in your heart?" He took the hot towel handed over by Qian Zhong, wiped his face fiercely, and then took the sobering soup and poured it down, then he raised his eyes and said to Yang Jun and Shi Biao, who were standing in front of him uneasily.

At this moment, except for Zhu Qizhen and a few henchmen in the hall, everyone else has retired.

As for the crown prince, except for the beginning of the banquet, after being taken out by Qian Yiniang and Concubine Zhou to meet everyone, he went back to the backyard, and when Qian Yiniang appeared, he said that it was Concubine Zhou, that is, Shi Biao and Yang Jun were all scared, and they never thought that Her Majesty the Queen Mother was already in Xuanfu.

Although this is already a tacit secret in Xuanfu, it still caused a lot of shock to Shi Biao and others who had just arrived in Xuanfu. After all, it has always been rumored that the Queen Mother is still closed in the Forbidden City and does not see anyone, worshipping the Buddha at night, but she never thought that she would be here.

After eating a restless banquet and being put aside by Zhu Qizhen in this cup of tea, no matter how many complaints and doubts they had in their hearts at the moment, they could only forcibly suppress it at this moment, and they didn't even dare to say it.

"In the army, it is the most important place for my Ming Dynasty to maintain the integrity of the territory, and for the people to live and work in peace and contentment, so military law must be stricter than the Ming law, right?" Zhu Qizhen's head finally sobered up from the smoky wine.

"Your Majesty Shengming, the ministers know that they are wrong, and please punish Your Majesty." Yang Jun and Shi Biao glanced at each other, and said a little dejectedly.

"Know it's wrong? Hehe, at the banquet, I saw that the two of you were still staring at each other, what? Do you feel unconvinced, and you still want to divide the ranks? Zhu Qizhen's voice suddenly turned cold, and his voice was a little colder than ever.

The originally brightly lit hall seemed to be darkened, and the strong sense of depression that followed made Yang Jun and Shi Biao shudder together, and their bodies kneeling on the ground fell even lower.

That kind of unprecedented pressure, as well as that kind of chill that penetrates the bones, makes them who have been in battle for a long time and regard life and death as nothing, they can't help but have an irresistible sense of awe in their hearts.

"As a comrade-in-arms, you still want to compete all day long, do you think that when there are only two of you left on the battlefield, do you still want to share a high with each other first, and then face your enemy, the enemy of the Ming Dynasty?!"

(To be continued)