In the fourth year of the Apocalypse, it was an autumn, and there was a young man who drew a circle on the South China Sea side of the Ming Dynasty. Standing at the bow of the ship, the Emperor of the Apocalypse hummed softly in his mouth, and the expression on his face was faint but quiet.

Three days ago, all the matters of the crown prince in the book were completed, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse also announced his upcoming southern tour. The reason was to worship Taizu, and as for what happened in Nanjing, the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not mention it. The report had not yet arrived, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not want to increase the difficulty of his southward journey. To persuade a Sun Chengzong, the Emperor of the Apocalypse already felt that it was quite laborious.

Although some ministers objected, the Emperor of the Apocalypse worshipped Taizu after all, and practiced filial piety, and no one dared to directly oppose it. Many people said that the cost was too large, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse said that the money came from the inner treasury.

The ministers of the court are not stupid, although the treasury has some money in the past two years, to be honest, it is really not enough for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to go to Nanjing. However, it is difficult for them to say anything about the money in the inner treasury of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, after all, it is the private money of the Emperor of the Apocalypse. As for where the money came from, there are many people who can guess how much it is, but no one is stupid enough to say it. In recent years, many of the officials' salaries have been made from the treasury, and the ministers themselves are not clean under their buttocks, and now the emperor is also doing it, which makes many people breathe a sigh of relief.

The decree was sent to the crown prince to supervise the country, Liu Yijing, the first assistant university scholar of the cabinet, the first auxiliary minister of the military aircraft department, and Wang An and Wang Chengen, the chief eunuchs of the military aircraft department, all stayed in the capital. However, many ministers didn't figure it out, because the Emperor of the Apocalypse went south and his entourage was much reduced, only more than 800 people. However, what is surprising is still to come, Sun Chuanting, the governor of the Zuodu of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies in Beijing, accompanied the Emperor of the Apocalypse to Nanjing.

The palace guards tightly brought 500 people, but the men and horses of the three battalions brought 20,000 people! Although there were only 5,000 people with him, the 15,000 people had already rushed to Nanjing day and night!

No one asked the Emperor of the Apocalypse what he was going to do, this was not what a courtier should do, but the cost was too great. The Emperor of the Apocalypse has sent a message to the local governments. Don't build a palace, don't prepare to pick up the car, and try not to disturb the people along the way. As for the things needed along the way, all the Longchang was responsible for procurement.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse and his entourage of more than a dozen big ships were very spectacular on the canal, as for the five thousand people in Beijing. It was a march along the banks of the canal.

"Your Majesty, this canal is a lot more prosperous!" A eunuch walked over on the side, with a little emotion on his face, and said.

Glancing back at Chen Hong, the Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded, and said, "I just returned to Beijing yesterday, and I left today, go down and rest!" I don't need anyone to serve me here. ”

Chen Hong only returned to the capital yesterday, and he accompanied the Emperor of the Apocalypse on a trip without taking a breath. Glancing at the Emperor of the Apocalypse. Chen Hong said with a smile: "Your Majesty, in Liaodong in the past few years, slaves and maids have long been used to it!" It's not uncommon to get bumpy right away, and a little hard work is nothing. ”

Nodding, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said in a deep voice: "Liaodong's errands are good, and I am rewarded for all my meritorious deeds." This time, the matter in Nanjing is more urgent, and I will reward you when you come back! ”

"Your Majesty. The lives of slaves and maids are all the emperor's, and they should do something. Don't dare to renew the work. In the past few years, I have not been able to serve the emperor, and the slave and maid miss the emperor very much! Although the words were very explicit, the expression on Chen Hong's face did not have a hint of flattery, it was very serious, and it was obvious that he was sincere.

Glancing at Chen Hong with a smile, the Emperor of the Apocalypse was not saying anything. Looking at the surging river with his hands behind his back, his expression was a little complicated.

"Your Majesty, everything has been arranged, I don't know what else the emperor has to order!" Sun Chuanting, dressed in military uniform, walked up and respectfully saluted the Emperor of the Apocalypse. Serious word.

After several years of training, Sun Chuanting has already lived up to the appearance of a civil official, with dark skin and a black beard covering the entire jaw. The armor on his body is very stocky, and the red cloak behind him is slowly fluttering with the wind, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a generation of famous generals, or the appearance of a famous handsome.

For Sun Chuanting, the Emperor of the Apocalypse is really very satisfied, or leading the troops to fight, Sun Chuanting is not as good as others, but this training is definitely the first person in the Ming Dynasty. Although Qi Jiajun is famous, it was also the result of Qi Jiguang's training. In the eyes of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Sun Chuanting's ability to train troops can catch up with Qi Jiguang, but he may not be as good as leading troops to fight.

"Sun Aiqing, there's nothing to do, can you come and talk to me?" Stretching out his hand and caressing the railing, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said in a somewhat erratic voice.

Sun Chuanting was slightly stunned, nodded, took a few steps forward, and said respectfully: "Listen to the Hadith!" ”

Now it's the turn of the Emperor of the Apocalypse to be stunned, why do you talk like this? Is he very majestic? The Emperor of the Apocalypse himself did not know that in the past few years, the Emperor of the Apocalypse's external image has always been iron-blooded and dictatorial. The good habit of accepting advice with an open mind is only known to a small number of courtiers, and of course Sun Chuanting's heart is very clear. But it was clear that he still didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Waving his hand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said angrily and funny: "Okay, don't hold your general's shelf, there are not so many rules when you go out." Bored along the way, is it good to chat with you? ”

Suddenly blushed, but Sun Chuanting's face turned black, and he couldn't see anything. Respectfully saluted the Emperor of the Apocalypse and said, "Yes, the minister understands!" ”

"Sun Aiqing, you said that Emperor Yang of Sui worked hard to build the Grand Canal in order to go down to the south of the Yangtze River. Jiangnan went down, but he couldn't go back. More than 1,000 years have passed, dynasties have changed, and the Grand Canal is still flowing here. But the Emperor Yang of Sui is long gone, you say that thousands of years later, will there be people here to feel nostalgic? The Emperor of the Apocalypse looked into the distance, and his voice was slightly fluctuating.

This question is too ethereal, Sun Chuanting didn't know how the Emperor of the Apocalypse thought of this, thought about it, and said: "Your Majesty, the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!" Human beings have a finite lifespan, but rivers have no end. But that's not what is said, there are times when rivers dry up, and nothing in the world is set in stone. Emperor Taizu was wise and martial, and opened the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, which is also famous in history after thousands of years. will not be scolded like Emperor Yang of Sui! ”

Looking at Sun Chuanting with a smile, the Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded and said appreciatively: "Sun Aiqing has a good opinion, I don't know what Aiqing thinks of me as the emperor?" ”

"The emperor is the wise lord and the king of Zhongxing! The Ming Dynasty was thriving under the control of the emperor. Sooner or later, it will be majestic in all directions and deter Unai! Sun Chuanting didn't hesitate at all this time, and said with a serious expression.

Shook his head with a wry smile, this should not be asked! The Emperor of the Apocalypse suddenly wished for a courtier like Wei Zheng. Although there is an inspectorate in the court, most of the imperial histories in the capital are corpse vegetarian meals. Claiming to be a clear stream, what he does is often more disgusting than the turbid current. Every day, I stare here and there, but there are few people who really serve the country.

waved his hand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse had no intention of talking, I don't know if it was the relationship between the military and the military, the Emperor of the Apocalypse felt that Sun Chuanting had changed. As an emperor, this change is gratifying, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse is a little lost in his heart.

Not much happened, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse walked unhurriedly towards Nanjing.

Since the last incident, all the Qincha Xingyuan in Nanjing City have been under martial law, and the soldiers on patrol have gone one by one. Everywhere there were Jinyi guards carrying Xiuchun knives and wearing flying fish suits, and this was the case throughout the city of Nanjing.

In the center of the Qincha Xingyuan, a three-story small building was originally the residence of Zhou Jiamo, the minister of the Qincha. At this time, there are brocade guards inside and out, not to mention people, not a single fly can fly in. Luo Sigong claimed to the public that Zhou Jiamo was seriously injured, and in the attic was a brocade guard pretending to be Zhou Jiamo.

At the back of the small building, there is a small garden with pleasant scenery and fresh air. But at this time, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, making people frown.

The gazebo that was originally resting and enjoying the cool was already unrecognizable at this time, and the two men were tied to the pillar with their upper bodies. There were cracked wounds everywhere on his body, and all the blood was flowing from them. Under the pavilion, Luo Sigong sat there, holding a tea bowl in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the two tied people.

At this time, Luo Sigong was different from a few days ago, his eye sockets were deep, his face was withered, and his temples actually had gray hair. Luo Sigong's age is not young, but he originally looked like he was forty years old, but now he seems to be ten years old all of a sudden.

Putting the tea bowl on the table, Luo Sigong frowned and glanced at Dang Han on the side, and said, "It's been so long, these two people still don't recruit, do you have any way?" "These two people are the living mouths of the night of the assassination, and Jin Yiwei tried his best to stay! Every day, people are sent to keep an eye on it, for fear that two people will commit suicide.

"Their families are in the hands of those people, and they won't recruit until the last minute. Such beatings will not have any effect in the future, but such beatings are indispensable! Dang Han's expression was still very indifferent, and he said softly.

Frowning, Luo Sigong was just about to say something, when a captain outside quickly ran in, knelt down to Luo Sigong's side at once, and said respectfully: "My lord, the capital is urgent!" As he spoke, he held the letter in his hand in front of Luo Sigong.

Tired of spitting, Luo Sigong didn't know how many years he hadn't been so nervous, but without much preparation, he reached out and took the letter. Gently tore open the envelope and read it, for a long time, the letter slowly slipped from Luo Sigong's fingertips, and Luo Sigong fell into a fool's mouth.

The people on the side wanted to pick up the letter and look at it, but no one dared to do it without Luo Sigong's permission. I don't know how long it took, Luo Sigong raised his head and muttered, "The emperor is here!" The emperor is here! (To be continued......)