Today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the old cat greets everyone! I wish you all a good time to eat, drink, and have fun, and in the Year of the Ox, the ox will be angry, and the ox will go to the sky! "Daming 1937" enters the fourth season today, and Xiang Xiaoqiang is also going to get up! ）

Nanjing, Xianlin Military Airport.

Two twin-engine bombers of the Naval Air Force slowly stopped on the runway one after another.

The ramp of the first plane was lowered, and Xiang Xiaoqiang appeared first in the hatch. Then there is the snail, the stomachache, and the ...... It's all male.

Next to the runway, an old-fashioned bus is parked. There were also two black sedans. A figure in a trench coat stood alone, its head cowering in the cold wind of the propeller.

Xiang Xiaoqiang was a little surprised, and returned triumphantly, with no welcoming queue, no flowers, and not even a smiling face.

When I got closer, I realized that the figure was Jiang Meilu.

"Sir, congratulations on your victory."

Jiang Meilu smiled, but there was no joy.

What's going on? Xiang Xiaoqiang said in his heart, he didn't want to repay the debt, right? Seeing that we have overfulfilled the task, we are reluctant to pay for it? Oh, no......

Xiang Xiaoqiang muttered in his heart, still laughing:

"Jiang Division, thank you so much! Thanks to your great support in the rear this time! Otherwise, not to mention the mission, my life will be lost over there a few times! ”

When Jiang Meilu heard this, her face was a little more happy, she looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang, nodded, looked very pleased, and said with a smile:

"Well, it's not bad, and you know how to say that. Thank you for a while. ”

"Haha," Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, "That's nature." This time it went so well, except for the factory supervisor, the first hero in the rear is your Jiang Division. ”

Jiang Meilu's face was a little more happy. She nodded, her eyes glancing over the second plane.

The ramp of the second plane was also lowered, and Qiu Yu was the first to appear in the hatch. Then there were the crew of the Grasshopper.

In the end, two girls, one big and one small, came out, neither wearing the uniform of the submarine force, but wrapped in a very simple coat and shrunken head. The older one was depressed and his eyes were evasive. The little one was quite emotional, and it seemed very novel, and it looked around.

Jiang Meilu looked at them for a moment, and asked Xiao Qiang tentatively:

"They are ......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded:

"Yes."

Jiang Meilu immediately greeted him, her eyebrows curled, and she smiled while looking at the fourteen grids:

"Hehe, it's been hard all the way, right? Come on, let's get in the car and say, it's windy here......"

said that he invited Fourteen Gege and Xiao Wu to the car very affectionately.

Xiang Xiaoqiang and Snail had a car, Fourteen Gege, Xiao Wu, and Jiang Meilu had a car, and the others got into the bus, and the three cars drove to Nanjing.

They boarded the submarine Gongbu in Jiaozhou Bay two days ago, and only arrived at the East China Sea Fleet's submarine base on Zhoushan Island last night. The group slept at the base for one night, and boarded a plane to fly to Nanjing early this morning. For two days, neither the newspapers nor the radio were heard.

Now Xiang Xiaoqiang only knows that the Ming Dynasty has also mobilized, but he still knows almost nothing about what happened in the past two days.

Xiang Xiaoqiang also muttered a little in his heart: Since you all attach so much importance to this fourteen grids, why don't you even bring a few escort guards?

……

On the way into the city, I passed through many checkpoints. Almost every lane was sandbags and machine guns, and the roads were lined with barricades and military vehicles parked next to them.

Each time, the soldiers had to open the door of the car to check it, and they also carried their guns to the bus to count the number of people. The soldiers were nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they would be beaten into a sieve if they made the wrong move.

Xiang Xiaoqiang and the snail glanced at each other, and thought in their hearts, if the Qing Dynasty was like this, they would have died many times.

It's in the city.

"Dang!"

The car seemed to have been slammed by something, and when he looked out at Xiaoqiang, several people on the side of the road were throwing stones and bricks at his convoy, shouting something.

There were a few more "clanging bells", and a few more stones were hit in the body. "Smack", he turned his head to the car glass next to Xiaoqiang. He was so frightened that he ducked, and then looked at the glass and it was all right.

"Bulletproof glass."

The driver said calmly, with a very strong Nanjing accent.

Xiang Xiaoqiang was shocked and asked:

"What's going on?"

The driver of the East Factory shook his head:

"I can't tell you well, let's talk about it at the place."

The convoy picked up speed, and from time to time someone outside the car shouted:

"Down with ......"

“…… East Factory ......"

"Down with the factory guard ......"

"Minions ......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang and the snail glanced at each other, and they were both surprised.

The car drove onto Changping Road and saw Xiaoqiang a scene that shocked him even more.

Countless young people waved banners and shouted slogans, marching slowly in the middle of the road. Crowds of citizens watched on the roadside, and from time to time young people rolled up their sleeves to join in.

The driver said:

"They're all college students."

Xiang Xiaoqiang saw what was written on their banners, and there were shouts, as if they were:

"Waste factory guard! Qingjun side! ”

Sweat to the little **! Waste factory guard! Qingjun side!

Can you shout this kind of thing?

Let's not talk about the "waste factory guard", in history, anyone who shouted "Qingjun side" was basically tantamount to rebellion.

What happened to these college students?

What happened to Da Ming?

……

What surprised him even more was that some important units on the side of the road in Changping, such as banks and government agencies, were guarded by heavily armed soldiers. The soldiers watched vigilantly as they did not cross the river with the well water of the marching students.

In open areas such as intersections, there were anti-aircraft artillery positions surrounded by sandbags as usual, and the soldiers, wearing steel helmets, sat on the gun emplacements and watched the sky, without looking at the crowd. In front of each position there was a gendarme, holding a gun, staring at the procession.

Looking into the sky along the anti-aircraft artillery, gray air-proof balloons stood over the city, and from a distance, it looked like a zeppelin.

The workers who piled sandbags on the street buildings did the same thing, as if none of their business were their business.

There were several conscription points on the side of the road, and instead of queuing up for conscription, several gendarmes tried their best to protect the conscription officers, surrounded by a large group of students, chanting slogans to them:

"Don't fight, read !!"

"Warmongers!!"

The roadside reporters followed the parade like crazy, taking pictures, taking notes, interviewing, and writing press releases on the spot from time to time, so that their followers could rush back to the company.

Except for a small number of gendarmes who protected important departments, military installations, and recruitment points, Xiang Xiaoqiang did not see a single policeman along the way.

In the middle of the road was a large group of students, and on both sides there were many citizens, idlers, and many people who looked like scoundrels. They clasped their hands and happily followed, making loud noises as they took the opportunity to smash and loot the shops on the side of the road.

A reporter on the side of the road suddenly shouted:

"The car of the East Factory!"

Suddenly, a few stones flew over and smashed on the body of the car, and then a large number of students swarmed over and shouted:

"Hit the East Factory!"

"Dongchang go die!"

"Authoritarian lackeys!"

A drop of cold sweat rolled down the driver's head and said:

"Not good."

Then slam the steering wheel, rush out of the encirclement, avoid the main road, and drive into a side road. The two cars behind him also drove in.

Xiang Xiaoqiang leaned on the backrest, and there was only one thought in his heart:

Nanjing is in chaos!

Before it was mobilized, it was like this! It's a!

What the hell is going on?

……

Countless huge air-proof balloons floating in the sky, like war clouds, weighed heavily on the sky above the capital of the Ming Dynasty. The anti-aircraft guns in the sandbag fortifications pointed to the sky, and the soldiers in steel helmets looked resolute, sitting on the gun emplacements and monitoring the sky, meticulous. A few meters away from the sandbag fortifications, students swarmed by banners and slogans. The gendarmes cowered in, just staring nervously at them, not allowing them to cross the cordon. Many people surrounded the anti-aircraft artillery fortifications, shouting slogans and scolding the soldiers inside.

Xiang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel angry when he saw this situation:

And no matter what it is, at least these soldiers are still guarding the sky for you, so that you can still march and curse here!

What time is it now, the war clouds are thick, the Qing army is pressing, and there are so many young people who don't know what to do! Do you want to be a slave to the country?

Now the slogan is shouted very happily, and when the Qing artillery shells fall, it is you people who run the fastest!

……

The first round of the East Factory has arrived. The road surface of hundreds of meters at the entrance is crowded with people, and the traffic is seriously congested. Countless students crowded here, banners were lined up, and slogans shook the sky. It seems that this is the end of the convergence of the teams.

In addition to the titles such as "Abolish the Factory Guard, Qingjun Side", "Don't Fight, Study", and "Scholars and Scholars Rule the World with the Son of Heaven", there are large banners with the names of the schools: Jinling University, Jiangnan Women's University, Jinling Normal University, Jiangnan Gongyuan...... Among them, two huge vertical banners are written separately:

The sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading, the sound of the ear.

Family affairs, national affairs, world affairs, and everything worries about people.

Holding high in the middle is a giant banner with four big characters on it: Donglin University.

The rest of the major schools are surrounded by the names of the guards, like the stars holding the moon.

There were boys and girls in the crowd. Many students stood on the bench and gave generous speeches, surrounded by students in a group, listening with great admiration, and from time to time burst into warm applause and applause.

In addition to the impassioned shouting of slogans, the student leaders of each school beckoned their classmates to join the phalanx, poured boiling water on them, handed them armbands with the name of the school on them, and then beckoned them to sit down in an orderly manner. Some of the students who accompanied the students and didn't care too much about them chatted and laughed on the side, laughing and laughing from time to time, not nervous at all, and seemed very experienced, as if they were used to this kind of occasion.

……

The car was blocked for a long time, and I really couldn't get by, and I didn't dare to honk the horn, for fear of being recognized and blocked again, so I quietly turned onto another road.

"Your mother, as soon as there is such a thing, Donglin University will take the lead in making trouble, and it will be the happiest."

The driver spun the wheel and scolded indignantly.

Donglin University ...... Judging from that couplet, it should be the legendary Donglin Academy. This place, known as the "cradle of Ming politicians", has cultivated generations of Donglin Party members. It seems that the main school has also been moved from Wuxi to Nanjing.

"Gather the party members and shake the court".

This is the comment of the rulers of the early Qing Dynasty who summed up the experience of the Ming Dynasty and gave Donglin Academy. After this play, now Xiang Xiaoqiang also understands this sentence a little.

The Qinhuai District in the south of the city is quite quiet, but there are still crowds of reporters at the gate of the Changping Marquis' Mansion. Everyone knows that the empress is here these days, and reporters from major newspapers take turns to squat 24 hours a day, hoping that Her Majesty can take pictures when he returns to the palace. And since the royal family announced His Majesty's recovery, His Majesty has not appeared in public, coupled with the fact that the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty have mobilized for war, and the war clouds are thick, and the first and auxiliary ministers and the cabinet are coming forward these days, and the speeches and statements are all theirs. Her Majesty the Empress was very low-key and never came out.

In addition, in the past two days, the anti-war demonstrations of college students in the city have openly raised the slogan of "Qingjun's side", and the newspapers of the whole Ming Dynasty want to interview His Majesty's "feelings" on this.

Three cars from the East Factory were parked in a nearby alley.

"We can't drive the car of Dongchang into the Hou Ye's Mansion, especially when His Majesty is there."

Jiang Meilu said.

Yes, Xiang Xiaoqiang also understands the current situation, those "scholars" on the street think that the factory guards conspired to provoke a war in order to satisfy their ambitions (in fact, it is), at this time, you must leave Your Majesty and the royal family clean, and do not make people feel that the royal family is manipulating behind the back (in fact, it is). Now those paparazzi have practiced the ability to recognize license plates, and when they look at the back license plate, they know whether the car is royal, factory guard, government, police or military.

Xiang Xiaoqiang even suspected that some students had already thought in their hearts that the empress was the mastermind behind the scenes, and they were not fools after all. But the spearhead of their demonstrations can't be pointed at Your Majesty, right? So the factory guard took all the blame for it as a matter of course and became the only bad guy.

They parked two cars here, and everybody got on the bus. The bus detoured to the back door, where there were also many reporters, but every day the Praetorian Guards in the government changed shifts, and they took this kind of bus in and out. The journalists were clearly not interested in the bus.

……

The timing of this student march was too coincidental, just when the two sides were about to fight, no matter how orderly and belawed they were, it would also have a great impact on the war mobilization of the Ming Dynasty. At least the traffic in several key areas of Nanjing City was paralyzed, and they were anti-war demonstrations, and in addition to recruiting reservists for the Ming army, it was probably difficult to recruit young people on the streets who volunteered to enlist. Alas, are these students not sensible?

In a word, this kind of thing happened at this time, which helped the Qing Dynasty a lot.

Xiang Xiaoqiang sat beside Fourteen Gege, looked at her, and whispered:

"You're doing a beautiful job!"

"This march?" Fourteen Gege shook his head and whispered, "It's nothing to do with me. ”

It has nothing to do with Fourteen Grids...... Xiang Xiaoqiang thought about it, yes, in the past few days, Fourteen Gege first threw herself on the matter of "female prisoners", and then fled with them, when the Qing Dynasty mobilized for war, she was already wanted by her own people, and it was impossible to plan and incite anti-war demonstrations. Could that be the person in charge of the sticky rod department?

Then Fourteen Gege glanced at him and said softly:

"Don't think about it, we've never done this before, and we won't have time to do it this time. It's an internal problem of your Ming Dynasty. ”

……

Everyone got out of the car. This is a small courtyard paved with fine pebbles, surrounded by pink walls and tiles, a thin and rugged Taihu Lake stone on the side of the wall, embracing a few clumps of bamboo, and several long bluestone slabs embedded in the wall, engraved with the calligraphy of the famous masters of the past dynasties.

But a makeshift bunker was piled up with sandbags on the wall, covered with thick wooden planks on top, and sandbags were covered. It is shaped like a simple country toilet.

This is supposed to be a temporary shelter when bombed or shelled. It is very abrupt, and it makes people feel the breath of war from the singing of birds and flowers.

Qiu Yu and the girls under her were very curious when they got out of the car, they knew where they had come, and looked around excitedly, trying to keep their voices low and whisper. Xiang Xiaoqiang's subordinates also looked around, and each of them didn't seem to have enough eyes.

In the courtyard, two young girls stand slim. One of them is goose yellow, the other is light green, they are all wearing traditional Ming Dynasty palace clothes, the fox fur with a soft neckline hugging the pink neck, combing the palace-style bun on the top of the head, and wearing a ring of hostas, very formal and solemn.

Wipe your eyes against Xiaoqiang, like watching a play. He has never seen this kind of Ming-style palace costume since he crossed over, it is very similar to the style in "Dream of Red Mansions", but it has obviously been improved in modern times, simplified a lot, and not as cumbersome as in ancient times.

I guess this is the formal dress of a royal woman.

Two girls, one is ten ** years old, Zheng Yuxuan, and the other is fifteen or sixteen years old, Xiang Xiaoqiang doesn't know. But he saw that this girl looked very much like Zhu Yourong, and it was estimated that she was Zhu Yourong's sister. The emperor's daughter is called the princess, the sisters are called the eldest princess, and the aunt is called the eldest princess. This girl is estimated to be some eldest princess.

The little girl whispered close to Zheng Yuxuan and asked:

"Cousin, which one is fourteen grids?"

Zheng Yuxuan kicked her lightly and whispered:

"Pieces! Stand up quickly. ”

The girl named "Mei Mei" stuck out her tongue lightly, still standing slim like Zheng Yuxuan.

Xiang Xiaoqiang coughed, his subordinates quieted down, and Qiu Qiu's subordinates stopped chattering. Everyone consciously distanced themselves from the Fourteen Gegla.

Fourteen Gege's face turned slightly pale, and he pursed his lips, knowing that this moment had come. She gently broke away from Xiao Wu's hand, took two steps forward, and lowered her head.

Zheng Yuxuan nodded with a smile and said:

"This is Sister Xianqi, right? Hehe, it's been hard all the way, how is it, are you used to the climate in the south? Well, let me introduce you, this is Her Royal Highness the eldest princess Xiuning. ”

Fourteen Gege bowed down with the etiquette of a Han woman, and said softly:

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the eldest princess."

The eldest princess of Xiuning let out a "hmm" and said:

"My name is Zhu Youmei."

Zheng Yuxuan coughed lightly with a straight face, kicked her again, and continued to laugh:

"Well, I'm the daughter of the Marquis of Changping, Your Majesty's cousin, my name is Zheng Yuxuan."

Fourteen Gege didn't get up, and continued to whisper:

"I've seen Miss Zheng."

Zheng Yuxuan looked at the legendary Fourteen Gege so deferential, and his vanity was so satisfied that he almost liked the errand given to him by his cousin.

Fourteen Gege's worship, the grasshopper girls can be said to be very enjoyable to watch. It seems that this Qing Dynasty not only worshiped the eldest princess and the marquis, but also all of them and the entire Ming Dynasty.

Only Xiang Xiaoqiang noticed that Fourteen Gege's face was pale at this time, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were closed.

He shook his head slightly, sighing to himself.

Zheng Yuxuan smiled and picked up the fourteen grids, and said affectionately:

"Your Majesty has specially asked us to welcome my sister here. His Majesty can't be separated now, but he will invite his sister to dinner in the evening...... Your Majesty asked us to say to my sister on her behalf: Welcome to Daming. In addition, His Majesty is very sympathetic to Ling Zun's affairs...... The canonization will be done in a few days, so live in my house before that, I hope you don't wronged my sister...... Come, I'll show you where you live first......"

Zheng Yuxuan said and pulled the fourteen grids to the backyard. Zheng Yuxuan was surprised that her hands were so cold, but when she thought of her current state of mind, she was relieved. Xiao Wu looked left and right, hesitated, and ran to follow. Zhu Youmei let out a "huh" and said with a smile:

"You look so much like me!"

Several girls held hands affectionately and disappeared into the depths of the flower path, Jiang Meilu breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at everyone:

"Okay, everyone has seen enough, let's go see Hou Ye when we've seen enough."

Xiang Xiaoqiang's own person blew it on her face when he passed by Qiuqiu, waking her up. Qiu Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took her dozen or so Cinderella subordinates who were stunned by the princess, and followed behind Xiang Xiaoqiang.