Half an hour later, the guards in the Qianqing Palace opened the doors, put down the weapons in their hands, and gathered into a group of dejected heads, looking at the soldiers who poured in from outside the door with bright armor and sharp weapons in their hands.

However, at this time, Yang Hong, the left governor of the Chinese Military Governor's Mansion, Wang Zhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, and Hu Hu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, went away in a row, and when they saw these three, the guards of the Qianqing Palace who were originally nervous couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

And the governor Mao Sheng, who had been holding the war knife on his waist with his hand in his hand, holding his head high, and glaring at the few soldiers who wanted to come over to collect his weapons with a look of anger and anger, couldn't help but feel light, and strode forward to the three people and hugged his fists as a salute: "I've seen the Grand Dudu, I've seen Wang Shangshu and Hu Shangshu." I don't know if the three adults know what His Majesty the Emperor will do with us? ”

"Mao Dudu, Your Majesty has an order, all guards and horses, lay down their weapons, return to their respective guards, and do not go out without permission." Yang Hong saw Mao Sheng, and said in a deep voice after returning the salute. "As long as you abide by the law, Your Majesty will naturally not kill anyone indiscriminately. When the big thing comes, everyone will do their part......"

Hearing this, those guards of the Qianqing Palace couldn't help but show some unbelievable joy on their faces. And Mao Sheng couldn't help but be a little stunned. "Is that true?"

"Mao Dudu, do you think Your Majesty will go back on your word?" Lao Wang Zhi shouted with some displeasure.

Mao Sheng bowed directly to Lao Wang with a shameful face. "There are three respected elders to testify about this, what else can Mao not rest assured about."

"Not only don't you need to worry, but they don't need to worry, and what I say never comes true." At this time, there was a full of energy, a strong and powerful voice came from the gate of the Qianqing Palace, and when the sound came, Zhu Qizhen, who was still wearing the heavy armor, strode in under the support of the guards.

Seeing that Zhu Qizhen would actually appear here at this time, Mao Sheng couldn't help but be stunned at first. Zhu Qizhen stepped up to Na Mao Sheng and looked at the governor with a typical Mongolian face. "Mao Qing's family, what's the matter, don't you remember me?"

Mao Sheng is indeed not a Han, but a Mongol, and he is also the grandson of the right prime minister of the Yuan Dynasty, Bo Buhua, whose uncle Nahai was attached to the Ming Dynasty during the Hongwu period, and was promoted to the commander of the capital in the Battle of Jingnan.

Because he had no children, Mao Sheng's father, An Tai, served as the commander of Yulin, and passed on to his son Mao Ji. After Mao Ji died without a child, his younger brother Mao Sheng took over the position. Mao Sheng repeatedly accompanied Chengzu to the north and was promoted to the commander of the capital. He fled to the outside of the fortress and returned by himself.

-------------------- orthodoxy for seven years, because of his meritorious service in the battle of Luchuan, he was promoted to the governor of the capital. Jingyuan Bo Wang Ji selected generals, ordered Mao Sheng and Governor Ran Bao to lead the troops, served as left and right generals respectively, and was promoted to Governor Tongzhi after victory. In the fourteenth year of orthodoxy, he also attacked the Ming Dynasty first, and Mao Sheng and Pingxiang Bo Chen Huai led 30,000 Beijing troops to defend Datong. Later, Wuqing Bo Shiheng recommended, Emperor Mingjing entered Mao Sheng as the governor of the left capital, and supervised 3,000 battalions to practice. He is not only a tiger general, but also the highest Mongolian in the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing that Zhu Qizhen, who had been loyal to him for nearly fifteen years, was now standing proudly in front of him, with an expression of no anger and self-authority, as well as that military uniform, which made Mao Sheng suddenly think that it was Emperor Taizong who was standing in front of him again. Hearing Zhu Qizhen's question, Mao Sheng suddenly woke up and subconsciously fell to the ground. "See above, see Your Majesty."

"Get up, Mao Qing would like to go to the Jiaotai Hall with me?" Zhu Qizhen looked at this veteran, who was also over sixty years old and still strong, a high-ranking official with Mongolian blood, and he was a ripe fruit that Zhu Qizhen needed to tempt or inspire the hearts of the grassland tribes to the Ming Dynasty. Although he was on Zhu Qiyu's side before, at least, he made the right choice at the last moment, so he must live.

Hearing Zhu Qizhen's words to show his attitude and express his forgiveness as a metaphor, Mao Sheng's forehead slammed heavily on the floor. "Wechen obeys."

And the appearance of Zhu Qizhen, coupled with the answer with Mao Sheng, made those soldiers eliminate the last trace of doubt, and under the supervision of those soldiers, they lined up in a row, and then under the custody of those soldiers, they left the Qianqing Palace and returned to the camp where Zhuwei was usually stationed.

And Zhu Qizhen and the others, surrounded by many guards, continued to walk towards the Jiaotai Palace, and on this way, looking at this solemn and solemn palace, looking for a little bit of memory about the Forbidden City in the memory, while looking at the eunuchs and palace maids who fell to the ground along the way.

I really have the illusion that I am walking in the rift of time and space, in my previous life, I was just an ordinary member of the social group living in the common people, and it can even be said that I still belong to a type of person who lives a more bleak and sad life.

And now, in this era, he is walking between this palace with His Majesty the Emperor, the most powerful and prosperous empire of this era, and he is no longer a tourist, but the master here.

The heavy armor on his body rattled as he strode as if it were beating his heartbeat. reminded him that he is not living in the future, but living in history, living in that magnificent historical trend, the Ming Empire has been firmly grasped by himself.

And the group of people who followed him, these famous ministers and generals who were famous in the Ming Dynasty, they will embark on another path with themselves, which is different from the original history.

Gradually, Zhu Qizhen's pace slowed down, because he saw a person, a young man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, who looked a little withered, was standing in front of the door of the Jiao Tai Palace, with a sick face, but it could not reduce the pride on his face a little.

Behind him, a slightly haggard, frightened beautiful woman, holding a child of about three years old, stood there, looking evasively at this direction.

And under the eaves of the Jiaotai Palace, Wang Wen and several other civil servants stood here solemnly at this moment, just like the stone carvings that stood in front of the emperor's mausoleum. The only thing that can prove that they are alive is the slightly undulating chest, and the gaze that is full of complex emotions and moves with Zhu Qizhen's figure.

And around the Jiaotai Palace, nearly a hundred guards with knives all looked at this side with complicated expressions, and looked at Zhu Qizhen who appeared in front of the Jiaotai Palace.

And when Zhu Qizhen and the others walked around to the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Qiyu had already seen it, he raised his hand and pushed away Wang Qin, who was originally supporting him, and then straightened the black gauze wing crown on his head, and straightened the dragon robe on his body, and then, standing straight, raised his head, and looked at the oncoming people.

And when this group of people got closer and closer, Zhu Qiyu finally saw clearly the people who were walking towards him, in addition to those familiar ministers of civil and military affairs, there was also Shi Heng, who was personally promoted by himself and granted reuse, but in the end, he betrayed himself.

-------------------- what he cared about more was the tall figure at the forefront. It was Zhu Qizhen, who was wearing a bright yellow heavy armor and strode proudly, his half-brother, the son of the Great Tomorrow in the past, and then he was captured by the tile spur, and he was inferior to his own emperor.

And now, he has changed from a great emperor who has already possessed the throne to a lonely man today, and Zhu Qizhen, the emperor who should have been retired in Xuanfu, has occupied all the advantages step by step, forcing himself to have no way out and no way to retreat.

Zhu Qizhen also saw himself, but his vigorous footsteps did not pause in the slightest, his face that used to look pale in the deep palace has now turned into a healthy red and black, although Zhu Qizhen in the past was also tall and burly, but he exuded an elegant and gentle temperament.

And now, Zhu Qizhen, who is dressed in military uniform, looks more and more tall and burly, and between his eyes and movements, although he is not deliberate, he still exudes indescribable might, like a sword that has undergone countless temperings and has been unsheathed, wantonly exuding dazzling light.

Zhu Qiyu took a deep breath, tried to stand more straight, and looked at Zhu Qizhen, but his slightly trembling legs, as well as the helpless and desperate gaze that was not angry, revealed the weakness in his heart.

When Zhu Shezhen walked to a distance of only a dozen steps from Zhu Qiyu, he raised his arm and signaled the people behind him to stop first, and he continued to move forward, and when he was only a few steps away from Zhu Qiyu, he stopped and stared at this very familiar, but unfamiliar brother.

Today's Zhu Qiyu, his eyes are deep-set and his face is withered, even if he tries hard to make himself look proud and reserved, but in Zhu Qizhen's eyes, he looks so unconfident. It's like a red-eyed gambler who has lost everything, hesitating whether to gamble with his life or his freedom.

And Zhu Qizhen looked at him, the one in front of him, who he once regarded as the obstacle that needed to be lifted the most, but now, seeing his appearance, Zhu Qizhen felt that he really thought too highly of his younger brother.

And when I thought of everything I had experienced in the past two years, for a while, I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart, took a deep breath, calmed down the agitation of my mood, and looked at Zhu Qiyu, who was still standing a few steps away in front of me. A relieved smile appeared on Zhu Qizhen's face: "Qi Yu, after more than two years of separation, our brothers finally met again......

(To be continued)