Outside the sword, it was suddenly rumored that the thistle was in the north, and the clothes were full of tears when I heard it for the first time.

The king set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell the emperor.

——This poem written by Jin Yuguang himself fully expresses the festive mood of the subjects of the Tang Dynasty to recover the Central Plains.

The entire imperial court was in high spirits, the whole of Gyeonggi was decorated with lights, and everyone celebrated the recovery of the Central Plains by the king.

All the counties in the Central Plains were recovered, and in the end, there was only one Luoyang left.

The walls of Luoyang were made of reinforced concrete, and the black powder could not be blown up at all, and the Royal Army did not have enough explosives to blow it up.

The prince still ordered the attack on all fronts.

The battle of Luoyang was extremely ugly, the ammunition on both sides was insufficient, the attacker had nothing to do at the foot of the 100-meter-high city wall, he couldn't climb up, he couldn't blow it up, he couldn't blow it up, there were still supervisors behind him, and the defenders could only throw stones down.

At this time, Li Yishun had been reappointed as the overseer of the Central Plains, but the provincial capital Luoyang was still out of his control.

So he suggested that the provincial capital of the Central Plains be temporarily moved to Kaifeng, and all the troops continued to besiege Luoyang and besiege it to death.

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According to the information of the secret department, Luoyang City is stable.

However, if they knew what happened to Handan, it would not be so stable.

The Royal Army surrounded Handan in early October of the third year of Honghua, and has been digging tunnels ever since.

The walls of Handan are ordinary city walls, made of lime sticky stones, and are not strong.

The Royal Army dug dozens of tunnels from the outside, deeper than the moat, all the way to the bottom of the city walls.

They didn't have much explosives, but black powder was infinite, so they filled each pit with thousands of kilograms of black powder.

On October 20, the third year of Daming Honghua, that was that day, I remember very clearly, and the information of the forbidden army was written very clearly.

As you can imagine, in the tunnel, the hissing fuses ignited, like a poisonous snake crawling towards an innocent child.

The entire wall was blown up, and the falling masonry was poured directly into the moat.

A million Royal Army climbed the ruins and stormed the city. They had already received an order from Emperor Zhu Honghua, therefore, in their eyes, what was in front of them was not a city, but a dead city, and what was in front of them was not a person, but a dead person.

It was a real massacre, as most of the people in the city were civilians who didn't have time to escape. Zhao Zhengbao, his family, and his army fled to the north a few days ago.

The prince Zhu Hongfeng stood outside the city, leisurely watching all this.

He had finally reached the highest heights he could reach in this life.

He was the supreme leader of the rebel army (when the emperor had returned to the palace), and he was surrounded by all kinds of people, the leaders of the provincial armies, the children of the major noble clans, and his team. - And, of course, the spies of the Inner Court.

This is how the inner court's spies describe the situation.

The prince Zhu Hongfeng said triumphantly to everyone: "Haha." Without the forbidden army, we wouldn't have won! Those bastards forbidden army, those things without birds, will only squirt crookedly and pretend! Isn't your surname Liu the titular commander of the Royal Army, and when I go back, my brother will make me the Commander-in-Chief of the Royal Army. Isn't the forbidden army just better weapons, and when I become the boss of the Royal Army, I will intercept all the weapons and give them to you. When the time comes, if those people in the inner court don't know each other again, Li Yongfu will be their end! If we can kill Li Yongfu, we can kill Liu Xingchao! ”

Everyone nodded yes, vying to show loyalty to the prince.

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During the morning court meeting, as usual, Emperor Zhu Honghua was napping on the dragon chair, and the ministers were arguing below.

A royal herald hurried forward, with a happy expression on his face, and he gave a note to the chief of the inner court.

Liu Xingchao, the head of the inner court, did not have any expression.

Prime Minister Li Guozhong stepped forward and said, "Lord Chief, what is it?" ”

Liu Xingchao gave the note to the prime minister.

Li Guozhong glanced at it, and his face immediately became fluttering.

He immediately ran to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty! Emperor! Front-line telegram, front-line telegram! ”

The Emperor was awakened.

His face was furious, but seeing the Prime Minister's excited expression, he got up and picked up the note.

The emperor slapped his thigh: "Haha! ”

He read out the telegram on the note on the spot: "Handan City is broken, ask for instructions." ”

Zhao Zhengbao's lair has been captured! The rebels are finished! The world is peaceful! Everyone in the hall applauded!

People waved their fists and hats, clasped their hands, hugged each other, and were so excited that tears fell from their eyes.

Outside the palace, the autumn sun shines on the flying geese returning to the south; In the palace, the emperor walked up and down the court hall excitedly, and the courtiers cheered with their hands raised around him.

The unity of the monarch and the minister, how touching.

The Emperor paused and thought about his next move.

The hall fell silent as people waited for the emperor's next words.

Zhu Honghua, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, said: "The imperial army was ordered, and after the city of Handan was broken, no one was left. ”

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When the forbidden army reported the words of the prince to Liu Xingchao, the head of the inner court, he didn't believe it at first, thinking that the spies were too exaggerated.

However, several of the scholars present also privately informed.

Confirming each other, it basically proves that things are credible.

At the inner court assembly in the evening, Liu Xingchao scolded the prince for several hours.

The subsequent inner court meeting became Liu Xingchao's scolding party, and my throat was calloused when I heard it.

After that, the information continued to be sent to the palace.

The battlefield in the Central Plains has calmed down - except for Luoyang, the Royal Army really can't attack.

Half of Hebei has been recovered, Baoding County is besieged, and the Royal Army is preparing the old siege method.

The Liaoxi Army and the Liaodong Army have uprooted the Acropolis of Yanjing little by little in Saibei.

Summing up this information, it can be said in one sentence: Zhao Zhengbao is finished.

The imperial court won.

In addition to the emperor's prestige, there is another person whose prestige has reached the level of "one person below ten thousand people" - that is the prince.

In the whole Gyeonggi, in the whole world, everyone says this about the prince - the next chapter is the story of Zhu Hongfeng, the prince of the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, this is a story he made up himself, called "A True Story: The Great Prince".