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Although many people in the city wanted to hang firecrackers to celebrate these days, the Ming troops patrolling martial law made them daunting. In the past ten years of experience, no matter how unruly people in this city are, they have learned to be well-behaved, and even more bloody people have learned to be afraid.

Twelve red lanterns hung on the door of the mansion, and a dozen soldiers stood on either side of the gate.

Meng Kang walked in the door with a grin: "General Zuo has a treat, although you can't drink, it's a happy thing to get together with everyone."

In the gloomy street dozens of steps away, Feng Qin stopped, and he looked at the flickering lanterns in a daze.

Zong Mao grinned and said, "Let's go, you and I are brothers-in-law, in fact, we are also brothers, and the elder brother will not lie to you." ”

"What do you want?" Feng Qin hesitated.

Zong Mao patted his right hand on his shoulder: "Of course it's to do things to the end, is it possible that the first hero of the Northern Expedition still wants to kneel to the emperor who is imprisoned in the cold palace of Nanjing?" ”

Feng Qin's footsteps still did not move, and said: "It is a big crime for the general in the army to assemble without an order" He maintained his inherent stereotype.

"Today is an exception" Zong Mao pushed the somewhat thin body under his palm slightly, and said: "Think about it, such a big thing, everyone has gone, and you are missing, what will the prince think?" ”

Feng Qin finally took a step forward.

The two of them were the last to arrive, and the courtyard was full of people, and the generals' personal soldiers were left outside the door.

Zong Mao walked into the middle courtyard, raised his hands, and shouted, "Everyone is here"

Everyone who spoke closed their mouths, and everyone looked at him, half of them with wariness and indifference in their eyes. Many people are not familiar with this Shangshu Lord, but what he has to do, no one can refuse.

"We drove away the Tartars" Zong Mao shouted, and then he lowered his head, "Those who have not followed the prince in the grassland, I don't know how long the prince has been fighting for today"

After he finished saying this sentence in a deep voice, he resumed his passionate tone: "This world is no longer the Zhu family, this is the world of the prince, and the prince led you to fight the world."

The courtyard is silent, and light and shadow form a quiet picture.

"Tonight, please join me and respectfully ask the prince to sit in the place where he should have sit."

Zuo Ruo stood up and looked around and asked, "Is there anyone who disagrees?" ”

Who would dare to disagree? Xiao Zhiyan lowered his head and played with the teacup in his hand.

Li Laiheng was the first to stand up: "Respectfully invite the regent to the throne" The second is Meng Kang, Li Dingguo hesitated for a moment, and also stood up. When everyone stood up, only Xiao Zhiyan was still sitting there.

Zuo Ruo deliberately turned his back towards him.

Zong Mao summoned in a gentle voice: "General Xiao"

"The old era will pass after all" Xiao Zhiyan put down his wine glass and stood up. Zuo Ruo sighed softly.

Zong Mao clapped his hands, and a burly soldier walked over with a crimson wooden plate, on which a piece of clothing was neatly stacked. He reached out and shook the garment, and the candlelight shone brightly. Nine dragons fluttered on their yellow robes, as if they were about to take off their robes and fly away.

"General Zuo has specially ordered someone to make a dragon robe, please come with me"

He put away his dragon robe, held up the wooden plate with both hands, Zuo Ruo walked to his side, and the two walked side by side towards the door.

The generals in the courtyard silently followed, and the city defense soldiers escorted them along the way with torches. No one spoke all the way, and these people who had just made the founding feats on the battlefield walked silently in the silent streets.

It took more than half an hour to walk from Zuo Ruo's mansion to Prince Jian's mansion, but no one would feel tired, and their hearts were about to jump out of their chests.

Torches illuminate the streets along the way, like a fiery dragon swimming slowly in the quiet city of Beijing.

Prince Jane's Mansion is just ahead.

Loud shouts came from the dark streets on both sides: "Who's coming?"

Bao Guang flashed out of the street and looked at the generals in confusion: "Zong Shangshu, General Zuo?" What are you doing here? ”

Zong Mao raised the wooden plate and said, "I respectfully invite the regent to ascend the throne"

Bao Guang's heart jumped, his mouth grew long, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, and he arched his hand and said: "Please Zong Shangshu and the generals wait here, and the last general will go in first to report" and then flew away.

The guards around Prince Jian's mansion all came out, they were the most loyal guards of the regent, and no one was allowed to approach this mansion without Zhai Zhe's order.

In the inner house, Zhai Zhe was reading a book. A "Golden Vase Plum", the benevolent see its benevolence, and the prostitute sees its obscenity.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, he frowned slightly, and lit the candle, Fang Jin shouldn't be so flustered.

"Lord Wang" Fang Jin knelt down through the window, "The generals are here, just outside the mansion"

Zhai Zhe's heart sank, and he asked sharply: "Which generals, what are you coming from so late?" ”

Fang Jin's voice trembled with excitement: "All the commanders and generals are here, and the prince will know when he leaves the mansion." ”

"What's the matter" Zhai Zhe threw down the book, he couldn't tolerate Fang Jin's rambling words.

Fang Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Zong Shangshu and the generals want to respectfully invite the prince to ascend the throne."

There was no sound in the room for a long time, bitter and bitter, Zhai Zhe didn't know what kind of mood he was in. "The Emperor?" Whether he wants it or not, this is a fate that he can't get rid of.

The generals were scared, and so was Zong Mao. Aren't they afraid that they will kill them one by one like Ming Taizu, or are they afraid of becoming slaves of civil officials like they did in Chongzhen Nian. No matter what, they would never kneel before the emperor in the city of Nanjing again.

Zhai Zhe walked out of the house and walked all the way to the gate of the palace.

Zong Mao held aloft the red lacquered wooden plate containing the dragon robe, and his knees touched the ground.

The generals and the general soldiers knelt right behind him.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live"

"Is it possible to get rid of fear? The scholars in Jiangnan or these literati in front of them, at least let one party be at ease," Zhai Zhe slowly raised his hands.

"If you let Emperor Longwu let it, will it be more stable" He saw Zong Mao's bright eyes, and saw Zuo Ruo, Li Laiheng, Li Dingguo, and Meng Kang looking expectantly.

"At least in my lifetime, these strong soldiers will not be a threat to the Empire"

His hands were raised above his head: "Zhongqing is flat"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live"

The sound is like a burning fire.

Fang Jin walked forward quickly, took the wooden plate from Zong Mao's hand, and draped the golden dragon robe on Zhai Zhe's body. Maybe it's because there are too many gems on it, how can it be a little heavy.

"My empire will be glorified because of you"

Zhai Zhe walked back to the mansion in a dragon robe, destined to have no sleep tonight.

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