Chapter 505: Puzzle

When the Emperor returned to the palace, Kunning Palace was already overcrowded, and the mothers of each palace and the queen mother of Cining Palace had all arrived. Including the sisters of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Zhu Youxiao, who originally wanted to come, failed to come. The current Zhu Youxiao has been named King Xin, and he is the first-class prince of the dynasty.

Looking at the Emperor of the Apocalypse who walked in quickly, the Queen Mother pulled him to her side and said with a smile: "The emperor is here!" ”

"Yes, Queen Mother!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse respectfully saluted the Queen Mother, and then stood aside.

As the minutes and seconds passed, the face of the Emperor of the Apocalypse became more and more anxious, until a child's cry sounded inside, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse's heart was relieved. The palace maid inside ran out quickly, came to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse and the Queen Mother, knelt on the ground respectfully, and said loudly: "The emperor is very happy!" God has surrendered the emperor and grandson for me! ”

After listening to the palace maid's words, everyone knelt on the ground and loudly congratulated the Emperor of the Apocalypse. This is the first son of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and from the empress, that is, the eldest son of the serious concubine. It can be said that it is the future prince, and the whole court is watching.

Ignoring the people who reported the good news, the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked straight into the Kunning Palace, and at this time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse only wanted to see Empress Zhang. Giving birth to a child has always been an easy task, and this is the greatness of motherhood.

Seeing that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was so anxious, most people thought that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was going to see his son, after all, this was the first son of the Emperor of the Apocalypse. For a while, some people were happy and some were sad, and although the other concubines tried their best to laugh, the loss on their faces could be seen by everyone.

Without the kung fu to care about others, most of the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked into Kunning Palace and came directly to Empress Zhang's bedroom. Not caring about the smell in the room, the Emperor of the Apocalypse came directly to Empress Zhang's bedside and looked at Empress Zhang with a worried face.

At this time, Empress Zhang's face was a little pale. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his mouth was a little chapped. Reached out and took the silk handkerchief on the side, and gently wiped the sweat off Empress Zhang's face.

"Baozhu, thank you for your hard work!" The Emperor of the Apocalypse gently took Empress Zhang's hand and said with a gentle smile.

When Empress Zhang saw the Emperor of the Apocalypse sitting on the edge of her bed, her face suddenly filled with a happy smile. He shook his head lightly and said, "It is the duty of a concubine to be able to give birth to children for the emperor. Your Majesty, can you let me see the prince? ”

Seeing that Empress Zhang wanted to see her son, the Emperor of the Apocalypse naturally wouldn't stop her, nodded, and said to the palace maid on the side: "Go and bring the prince over, the queen wants to take a look!" ”

The palace maid naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hugged the prince who had just finished taking a bath. Gently placed it in the crook of Empress Zhang's arm.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse saw his son for the first time, his little face wrinkled, his head was fluffy, and his small mouth was pouted. The moment he saw his son, the Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't feel any strange feeling of being connected by blood, but his first reaction was that the little kid was too ugly.

What you think in your heart, how you will naturally behave on your face, Empress Zhang frowned when she saw the Emperor of the Apocalypse. looked helpless, and suddenly understood a little bit in my heart. Holding the hand of the Emperor of the Apocalypse. said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, all newborn babies are like this!" ”

Nodding as if he didn't understand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was afraid that Empress Zhang would be sad, so he hurriedly smiled and agreed. At this time, the Queen Mother and others had already come in, and the Queen Mother held the prince in her arms. Laughing and teasing.

"Your Majesty, what a victory! Congratulations to the emperor, the great victory in the northwest, and the victory in Liaodong! Wang Chengen walked in quickly and knelt on the ground. He said with a trembling body.

The people on the side were stunned for a moment, but they instantly understood what Wang Chengen said, and quickly knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Congratulations to the emperor, the Ming Dynasty is forever." ”

The face of the Emperor of the Apocalypse was suddenly overjoyed, this time it was finally done, and he won the bet. Glancing back at Empress Zhang, what else was the Emperor of the Apocalypse going to say, the Queen Mother on one side said, "Go!" National events are very important, and we can do it here! ”

Nodding slowly, the Emperor of the Apocalypse took Wang Chengen to the front and saw two soldiers who reported the good news. Stretched out his hand and took the fold handed over by Wang Chengen, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at it carefully, this fold was from Liaodong and came from the hands of Sun Chengzong, a scholar of the cabinet.

There is no flashy rhetoric, only a detailed battle report, which writes very clearly about the matters after the dispatch of troops from Shenyang. How to lead the troops to fight, how to deploy the next plan, is very detailed. In addition, Sun Chengzong compiled a separate book on the use of firearms in this battle, and put forward many opinions of his own.

After calming down his excitement, the Emperor of the Apocalypse picked up another book, which was written by Sun Chuanting. The above also gives a detailed account of the entire course of the battle, emphasizing the destruction of the enemy and losses.

In this battle, the Ming army recreated the slaves, annihilated more than 40,000 Jiannu and Mongolian Tatars, and captured 7,800 people. However, the losses of the Ming army itself were also very large, and the 20,000 cavalry in Liaodong could now fight no more than 10,000, and the rest were either killed or injured. The 5,000 Qi family troops brought by Qi Jin suffered nearly half of the casualties. The 50,000 Jingying men and horses brought by Sun Chuanting lost more than 15,000 people, and this battle can be said to be a heavy loss.

Nodding with satisfaction, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was very satisfied with Sun Chuanting's attitude, and it was really commendable to be able to maintain such a peaceful attitude in the face of such a brilliant victory. Regarding Sun Chuanting's plan to drive Jiannu out, Emperor Tianqi naturally agreed very much.

In fact, Sun Chuanting just said ugly things in front, he was afraid that the Emperor of the Apocalypse would blindly march under the instigation of others. After all, it is already very difficult to win this battle, and if we really want to expand the results of the battle, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse naturally understands this truth, striking iron still needs its own hardness, and now the Ming Dynasty has just eased up, and it is not a little bit worse than a little bit away from the large-scale use of troops.

Putting down the two memoirs, the Emperor of the Apocalypse turned his head and said to Wang Chengen on the side: "Send these two recitals, and also release the news of the queen's birth of the prince, so that the officials and the people will also be happy!" ”

The news spread quickly, and the whole capital was boiling, if the last battle of Shenyang was won, both the people and officials would be very happy, but this time it was really ecstatic. The recovery of Kaiyuan and Tieling can be said to be an unprecedented victory, sweeping away the haze of the Battle of Sarhu.

For a while, every house in the capital was full of lights, and everyone was happy when they met. The Emperor of the Apocalypse was happy to give birth to the prince, such a double happiness is coming, and in addition to the excerpt of congratulations, there is no other excerpt in the court.

However, a few families are happy and a few are sad, and it is impossible for everyone to be happy, which is the truth of ancient and modern times.

The cheap shop in Beijing, a famous restaurant in the capital, is lit up these days, which can be described as very festive. Whether it is the shopkeeper or the child, the guests are more enthusiastic than usual.

"Objectively, please!" With a shout from the child, a middle-aged man in a green shirt was introduced into the store.

Xiao Er looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, wiped his hands with the towel on his shoulder, bowed down, and said, "This guest officer, are you alone?" ”

The middle-aged man in the green shirt frowned slightly, and he didn't have a straight eye on the shop, so he snorted softly and said, "In the private room on the second floor, Mr. Fan invited me here!" ”

Xiao Er seemed to have been explained a long time ago, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to lead the way, he said with a smile: "Sir, please!" ”

stepped on the stairs to the second floor, and walked in under the guidance of Xiao Er, the middle-aged man in the green shirt did not have a trace of expression on his face, but there was a trace of indelible sorrow in his eyes. Following Xiao Er to stop at the door of the private room, motioning for Xiao Er to open, the middle-aged man in green shirt pushed open the door and walked in.

"You're here? You're not being targeted! Suddenly a man's voice came from inside the room, and his tone was very indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

"You don't worry about me doing things?" There was a faint anger on the face of the middle-aged man in the green shirt, but the tone of his speech was quite polite. Walking across the screen, the middle-aged man in the green shirt saw the person he wanted to see. The middle-aged man in the green shirt was not polite, sat down opposite Mr. Fan, picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Laughing softly, Mr. Fan still looked calm and clear, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and instructed outside: "Serve!" ”

The middle-aged man in the green shirt glared at Mr. Fan, his face became more gloomy, and he said with a slight mockery in his tone: "You are very leisurely, the master's affairs have not been done yet, you have the heart to eat!" ”

"The people regard food as the sky, and eating is a matter of course! The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, let's talk while eating! Seeing that the shopkeeper finished serving the dishes, Mr. Fan turned his head and said to Xiao'er: "We don't need to be served here, don't let people disturb us!" ”

"Yes, don't worry!" Xiao'er closed the door and bowed out.

Pick up the wine jar on the table and pat the mud seal on it, and the rich aroma of wine wafts throughout the room. Holding the wine glass of the middle-aged man in the green shirt in front of him, he poured the wine and said: "Thirty years of champion red, this is a good thing, don't waste it!" As he spoke, he put the glass full of wine back to the middle-aged man in green shirt.

Looking at the wine glass in front of him, the middle-aged man in the green shirt looked a little complicated, and said self-deprecatingly: "Zhuangyuanhong, are we still qualified to drink?" As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Mr. Fan opposite him with a complicated expression.

Without answering the words of the middle-aged man in the green shirt, Mr. Fan also brought himself a glass, gently touched the wine glass of the middle-aged man in the green shirt, and drank it all. For a long time, there was also a self-deprecating tone in his tone: "We are unkind, unrighteous, disloyal and unfilial people, don't say that drinking champion red, even if we live in the world, we will be spurned." ”

Shaking his head and smiling, the middle-aged man in the green shirt picked up the wine glass, drank it like Mr. Fan, and said, "Things have come to this point, but there is still room for redemption?" We're just sitting back and waiting? ”