Three days after the palace examination, the imperial court held a ceremony to pass on the throne, and all the new scholars had to participate. After that, the Emperor of the Apocalypse gave a banquet, which is commonly known as the Qionglin Banquet, but that was the name of the Song Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty called the Enrong Banquet. The capital is still transmitting the matter of a table of four jinshi, and it has been rumored to be a beautiful talk for a while, whether it is Shilin or the people, everyone is talking about this matter.

The impact of this matter will not dissipate in a short time, and the people in the capital are also concerned about this matter. However, in the Forbidden City, the Emperor of the Apocalypse had already put this matter behind him, because he had more important things to think about.

In front of the Emperor of the Apocalypse is a map, which is a map of Yungui in Sichuan, which looks brand new and has not been drawn for a long time. At this time, the eyes of the Emperor of the Apocalypse were constantly looking for it, and from time to time he compared the twists and turns in his hand.

Pointing his finger to a location, the Emperor of the Apocalypse's face became very solemn, and said in a serious tone: "This is the Dragon Field, probably here, this map is really not enough!" ”

Wang Chengen on the side was waiting carefully, and he didn't dare to talk to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and he didn't know if the Emperor of the Apocalypse was talking to him. Originally, it was Chen Lin who was serving here, and he was replaced after being blasted out, Wang Chengen knew in his heart that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was in a bad mood.

"This is already the boundary of Guizhou, and now Sun Chuanting has entered Guizhou to fight. However, there is no food in Guizhou, and the supply of logistics still depends on Sichuan. According to the argument on the fold, Yuan Keli has already led people to help Guiyang, and he doesn't know if the problem of supply can be solved! The Emperor of the Apocalypse was still looking at it and muttering, sometimes frowning, sometimes lowering his head in contemplation.

After a long time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse put the song on the side, and then rolled up the map and threw it away. said with mockery in his tone: "It's really unfounded, what's the use of thinking about this here?" It's really boring, yes. He laughed out loud.

Looking at the laughing Emperor of the Apocalypse, Wang Chengen hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said with a crying voice: "Your Majesty, what is there to tell the slave maid!" What kind of slave and maid do you need to find, or the slave and maid will pass on the imperial doctor! ”

Lean back on the dragon chair. looked at Wang Chengen who was kneeling on the ground, he was already sweating profusely at this time, and his face was pale and terrible. I kowtowed vigorously on the ground, and I didn't feel the bleeding on my forehead, and I still kowtowed there, as if I didn't feel pain.

Stretching out his hand to help Wang Chengen up, the Emperor of the Apocalypse straightened the wingless black veil on Wang Chengen's head, and said with deep emotion in his tone: "I'm not crazy. You don't have to, it's just that there are too many things in the court, and I'm a little tired! After saying that, the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked out towards the door of the main hall.

It's March now, and it's colder than every year. But the snow has already begun to bloom, and chūn day is coming!

Staring at the back of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Wang Chengen had a deep shock on his face, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse seemed to be gone. With the footsteps of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, his temperament is changing. It was as if there was a force in these few steps that reshaped the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Beckoning to Wang Chengen, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "Did you see it?" Winter is over. Chūn day is coming! ”

Wang Chengen was still confused, but he could feel the change in the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and hurriedly smiled: "Yes! Your Majesty, winter has passed, and the day of chūn has come! ”

Not caring about what Wang Chengen said, the Emperor of the Apocalypse muttered to himself, "Winter has passed. Chūn day has come! ”

Sichuan Longchang, the camp of the Ming army, Sun Chuanting's handsome tent.

Since the capture of Luzhou, Sun Chuanting only had a short rest, and then led people to chase after Hao Chongming. Sun Chuanting understood in his heart. As long as you don't kill Yu Chongming, this matter in southern Xinjiang will not be over.

At this time, Sun Chuanting was dressed in military uniform, looking at the map in front of him, with a bit of urgency on his face.

"My lord, the humiliation is back!" A man dressed in the armor of a general walked in, saluted Sun Chuanting, and said in a respectful tone.

Nodding slowly, Sun Chuanting had eagerness on his face and couldn't wait to ask, "How is it?" ”

"General Hui, I've almost touched the bottom carefully, and our front is indeed the dragon field in Guizhou. Originally a post station, it has now grown into a small town. But now the gates are closed, and all the soldiers inside. It looked like a person from Luxe Chongming, and he grabbed a few locals for questioning, confirming that it was someone from Luxury Chongming. The general gave a respectful salute, and his face was like Sun Chuanting's report.

Turning his gaze to the map, Sun Chuanting slowly recalled the terrain around Longchang, felt that there was nothing inappropriate, turned to the general behind him and said, "Give you the horses, how long will it take for you to capture Longchang?" ”

"Lord Hui, the lowly position needs five thousand men and horses, and some artillery, at most one day, the lowly position will definitely win the dragon field!" The general suddenly blossomed, looked at Sun Chuanting seriously, and said loudly.

Nodding slowly, Sun Chuanting said in a deep voice: "This official will give you 10,000 horses and thirty artillery pieces, and the official will eat in the dragon field for dinner today!" ”

"Yes, sir! If you go to your humble position, you will definitely not disappoint the hopes of adults! The general bowed respectfully, turned around and strode out.

Stretching out his hand and pointing in the direction of Guiyang, Sun Chuanting's face was full of worry, and he whispered: "I don't know what's going on here, you must hold on!" ”

Soon the roar of artillery rang out outside, followed by deafening shouts of killing, and soon the two sides fought. Sun Chuanting sat in his tent, constantly flipping through the military book in his hand, as if he hadn't heard anything outside.

The soldiers who did not participate in the battle in the camp did not go out, and no one went to see them, and they all did what they had to do. It seems that the war outside has nothing to do with their own people, and in their hearts, they can't do anything without the order of the commander.

Soon the battle was over, and it took only two hours, and the sun had not yet set.

"Dashuai, I have come to invite you to eat in the dragon field!" The general strode in, his face black, and the armor on his body was also stained with blood, obviously just experiencing a fierce battle.

"How? How's the catch? Although Sun Chuanting's face was expressionless, he was still very worried in his heart, but what he was worried about was whether he could catch Yu Chongming.

"Back to Dashuai, this time I captured An Shi, the wife of Hao Chongming, who is said to be from the family of the Guizhou rebel An Bangyan. There is a brother of Luxury Chongming, and there are a lot of people under you! The general naturally knew what Sun Chuanting meant, and said with regret on his expression: "Luxury Chongming himself has already run away, and he didn't stop when he arrived at the dragon field!" (To be continued......)