Luoyang City

This ancient capital, which has experienced countless wars, has once again fallen into the poison of war.

The Thirty-Sixth Route Rebel Army sounds like a huge organization, but in Li Xuan's opinion, it is not the same thing, the Thirty-Sixth Route Rebel Army, among which there are many real elites who have experienced the war with the Mongols, but more are still some peasants who have just thrown away their farm tools and fought back under the oppression of life...... Li Xuan felt that even if it was a rabble, these people might not be worthy of this title, not to mention, just like the princes of the Three Kingdoms period, each with their own thoughts, and compared to those real princes, these people were a little unworthy in any aspect.

But even such a group of rebels, who were not even a rabble, still defeated the Mongol defenders in Luoyang, and proved the decline of the Yuan Dynasty from another direction.

"Zhu Yuanzhang has seen Brother Li." In Zhu Yuanzhang's tent, facing Li Xuan, Zhu Yuanzhang always has an inexplicable pressure, this kind of pressure, whether it is in the face of the high-level of the Ming Sect or the princes of all parties, has never appeared, it is a feeling of uncontrollable fate, this feeling, for any ambitious king, will not like it, so, although he maintains the former respect, Li Xuan can feel a trace of haze and murder from the other party, although this killing machine is well hidden by the other party, but it is still difficult to escape from Li Xuan's control.

"Leader Zhu doesn't have to be polite." Li Xuan smiled slightly, the emperor was suspicious, he just hoped that in this final battle, the future Ming Dynasty Taizu would not have too many unnecessary thoughts, otherwise, with the dragon qi that Zhu Yuanzhang is gathering now, it will be much more considerable than the previous Chen Youliang.

Although Li Xuan in front of him was laughing, and his smile was very gentle, Zhu Yuanzhang had an inexplicable sense of fear in his heart at the moment, and even his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

Li Xuan didn't have the heart to explore Zhu Yuanzhang's inner thoughts, his eyes swept over Zhu Yuanzhang, and he looked at the Confucian robe standing behind him, with a kind of wisdom bead in his eyes, even beside Zhu Yuanzhang, the future emperor, his elegant and calm demeanor was not concealed in the slightest, and his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and the man in a Confucian robe in front of him, for some reason, actually made a figure faintly appear in Li Xuan's heart - Zhuge Wuhou! looked at the man in front of him with interest, and asked, "Liu Bowen? ”

Although he was asking, in his heart, he had basically determined the identity of the person in front of him, in this plane, it could make Li Xuan feel this way, don't say that under Zhu Yuanzhang's command, it is to look at the entire plane, except for Liu Bowen, it is difficult to find a second one.

Slightly stunned, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, he bowed slightly, and learned Zhu Yuanzhang's previous actions and said, "Liu Ji has seen Li Gongzi." ”

Nodding, Li Xuan felt a little regretful in his heart, but it was a pity that the time was too short to subdue this founding father of the Ming Dynasty, if he could be taken away, judging from his historical evaluation, he might not lose to those top strategists in the Three Kingdoms era.

Liu Ji was a little puzzled, Li Xuan looked at his gaze, with appreciation, this is natural, although he has not yet reached the Cheng dù of the founding father of the future country, but it is Liu Bowen at this time, no matter the strategy and knowledge, he also has enough capital to be proud of, even in the face of the figure in front of him who turned Mongolia upside down not long ago, he does not feel inferior at all, under the same conditions, he believes that he can do it, and even do better.

But in addition, there is a pity in that look, this feeling, so that Liu Ji is a little unhappy, more but puzzled, although with his wisdom, it is enough to deal with more than ninety percent of the things in this world, but the height of the stand is different, and the things you see will naturally not be the same, no matter how excellent, but the founding fathers of all dynasties can die well, the practice of rabbit and dead dog cooking has become an unspoken rule among emperors since the day the word emperor appeared.

The brief meeting was just to further confirm the identity of Li Xuan, the titular alliance leader, after all, no one in these thirty-six princes could stand out in terms of fame or status, even if he had now stepped down from the position of the leader of the Ming Sect, his prestige was by no means beyond what these princes could surpass in a short period of time.

Of course, it is only the nominal leader of the alliance, even if Zhu Yuanzhang, who was originally from Mingjiao, with his current status and ambitions, he will never willingly give up the one in his hand to serve Li Xuan as the master, to put it bluntly, Li Xuan is just these people who use it to prevent disasters, if he really points fingers at these people, maybe these people will want to suffer for themselves.

Although he is not afraid, Li Xuan doesn't want to make trouble, in the final analysis, the current situation also has a large part of his own reasons, when these people are calculating themselves, a few people know that they are just a chess piece to complete their own tasks, people are tigers, tigers are also people, as for who is calculating whom in the end, I am afraid Li Xuan himself can't say clearly.

Accepting the position of the leader of the alliance and officially announcing it to the world, Li Xuan has lost his last role in this war or in the eyes of the leader of the Thirty-six Route Righteous Army, and has become insignificant, because when Li Xuan was about to leave and sneak into Luoyang, no one stopped him, although he was in tune with his own thoughts, but this feeling of being driven out was really a little unpleasant.

Walking on the Vermilion Bird Street in Luoyang City, looking at the empty streets, even if there are occasional pedestrians walking by, they are in a hurry, burying their heads low, occasionally looking up cautiously to look around, but they quickly lowered their heads and continued to hurry, the huge city is full of panic, compared with Li Xuan, who has a calm face and leisurely admires the scenery of Luoyang as if he is just a tourist, undoubtedly looks extremely different.

The city wall, which is more than two zhang high, is undoubtedly an insurmountable moat for the countless rebels outside the city, but for Li Xuan, it is not too difficult to climb over this city wall without being discovered by the soldiers defending the city.

Although the Imperial City of Luoyang has long been decayed, it was not until recently that it was rebuilt with the accession of the Seven Princes, but as the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, even if it was only after some hasty repairs, its scale and the majesty of the building were by no means comparable to the imperial city of the Yuan Capital in the past.

"It's a pity." Looking up and looking at the majestic imperial city from afar, a touch of pity flashed in Li Xuan's eyes, the former imperial capital, the crystallization of the wisdom of more than ten generations, is now reduced to the last fortress barrier of the alien race, but it is a great irony.

Then, the light in Li Xuan's eyes disappeared, he was naturally not arrogant enough to storm the palace with the strength of one person, but his purpose for this trip was another, Luoyang Heavenly Prison, was the purpose of his trip, the one-year period was approaching, and it was time to take away what belonged to him.

The prison, in all dynasties, is a deterrent to anyone has enough deterrent power, up to the nobles of the kings and grandchildren, down to the people of the rivers and lakes, once they enter the prison, it basically represents the end of life, but the seventh prince has just ascended the throne, and hopes to win the hearts of the people with a gentle policy, as in today's prison, most of them are the losers in this political struggle, and among them, the most representative is the former Ruyang Palace, the lord of Shaomin County, Min Min Temur.

Even if he is reduced to a prisoner, Zhao Min at this moment obviously has not been subjected to too much harsh criticism and abuse, his white robe is clean and clean, and his coquettish cheeks have not lost the beauty of the past, but a pair of eyes are a little less agile than before, but a little more mature and a bitter hatred that he never had in the past.

Hate whom?

At the beginning, in Zhao Min's heart, the hatred was naturally the culprit of this qiē, the Ming Sect leader Li Xuan, who was already in turmoil in the Great Yuan Dynasty, if it were not for him, the mighty Great Yuan Empire would not have fallen into today's storm.

But is it really something to hate? Zhao Min is a smart woman, and smart people will always figure out problems from different angles in order to find the essence of things.

The contradiction between the Mongols and the Han Dynasty has existed since the establishment of the Great Yuan Dynasty, but in the past hundred years, few people in the successive Mongol ruling classes have eased this contradiction, but after obtaining the rich benefits of the war again and again, they have begun to intensify the brutal oppression of the Han people under their rule.

As the lord of Mongolia, his status is respected, and he can understand many things that ordinary people can't understand, so to speak, Li Xuan's role is just to completely detonate the contradictions that have long existed under the false prosperity, and the seemingly earth-shattering actions again and again are actually just accelerating the process of the outbreak of this contradiction.

From the perspective of the Han people, she has no way to blame Li Xuan, since the day the two sides have made their camps clear, the relationship between the two sides has long been doomed, becoming a king and losing, as a son and daughter of the grassland, she takes victory and defeat very seriously, and Li Xuan's several duels, Li Xuan won the dignity, and she had nothing to say, and that hatred gradually faded with the passage of time.

But another hatred, the hatred for the father and son of the Seventh Prince, has not diminished with the passage of time, but has a tendency to intensify.

No one knows better than Zhao Min that what the current Great Yuan Dynasty needs is a stable internal environment, but the rebellion of the Seventh Prince usurped the throne, and the last trace of vitality of the Great Yuan Dynasty was consumed, Zhao Min naturally knew that among them, there must be traces of Li Xuan's fueling the troubles, but if it wasn't for the disobedience and careful deployment, how could the imperial party, Ruyang Wangfu and other forces succeed in changing the day without even having a chance to react?

This blitzkrieg is undoubtedly very beautiful, but it has lost the last trace of prestige and vitality of the Great Yuan Dynasty, even if he is locked up in the prison these days and cannot know the situation in the outside world, but with Zhao Min's wisdom, it is not difficult to guess that with the prestige of the Seven Princes and the reputation of this usurpation, it will definitely cause the dissatisfaction of the generals of all parties, thus making the already unstable Great Yuan Dynasty fall apart!

This is the real thief of the country!

Zhao Min clenched his fists fiercely, but his eyes were filled with great sorrow.

"Minmin, I am now the crown prince, and the entire Great Yuan Dynasty will be mine in the future, as long as you are willing to change your mind, I can guarantee that you will not only be the queen in the future, but also my only queen." In front of Zhao Min, there is a tall and handsome man in a yellow robe standing at this moment, this person is the son of the Seventh Prince, the current crown prince, in order to pursue Zhao Min in the past, he did not hesitate to take a Han name named Zhao Mu to curry favor with Zhao Min.

"Prince? Empress? Great Yuan Dynasty? Zhao Min looked at the handsome man with an urgent face in front of him, and a sarcastic smile flashed in his eyes, now, is there really a Great Yuan Dynasty? Mourning is greater than heart death, for today's Great Yuan Dynasty, she is completely hopeless, but looking at Zhao Mu, who is now about to break the country and die but still holds the dream of being the emperor, Zhao Min can't help but feel a sadness in her heart.