In the sky, Zhu Qizhen wanted to cry without tears, he was really afraid of anything, and all the unfortunate things were all together.

The originally good northwest wind, coupled with sufficient fuel, was only a matter of time before it flew back to Datong.

Zhu Qizhen was already looking forward to what wonderful expressions the people of Datong would have on their faces when they saw their Emperor Majesty descending from the sky.

Father, he is about to return to his empire and his people.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Qizhen was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Looking from the basket, you can see the appearance of Datong from afar.

Jing Yuan's optimistic estimate is that he will be able to reach Datong in about an hour.

So the three of them ushered in the most relaxed moment in these days.

There are no tense nerves all the time, and there is no worry about the future, and the eyes of the three of them are full of infinite longing for the future.

Relieved, Jing Yuan overcame his fear and boldly looked down, and what caught his eye was a beautiful scenery that he had never seen before.

The mountains are like hills, and the Great Wall is like silver threads.

Jing Yuan was a little passionate, and the breath of the literati was about to come out, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Today, I know that Du Shaoling's Wangyue is not exaggerating, and he will really be at the top of the mountain, and he can see the mountains at a glance." ”

Zhu Qizhen did not have the temperament of Wenqing, looking at the rising sun, he suddenly thought of a few songs.

"Shoulder to shoulder with the sun, the world is at my feet......"

Or "the east is red, the sun is ......"

Overall, all three are in a good mood right now.

For Zhu Qizhen, the moment he sets foot on the land of the Ming Dynasty, he will become the supreme ruler of the empire again.

For Jing Yuan, he has long put his life and death aside, and the only belief that supports him during these days is His Majesty.

As long as His Majesty can return to Daming unharmed, he will be worthy of the late Princess Her Royal Highness, Emperor Wen, Emperor Zhao, and Emperor Zhang.

For Yuan Bin, being captured by Wara, and then escaping death, there is still a chance to return to Daming, return home, and meet his wife and children, which is more important than anything else.

The three of them recalled the years of Warat, and their hearts were full of emotion.

"Uncle, Yuan Bin", Zhu Qizhen said cordially.

These days, the three of them can be said to be really in the enemy camp, relying on each other, and they are really in love.

Without these two people, it is unknown whether he would have survived the Warats.

The corners of Zhu Qizhen's mouth hooked, smiled at the two, and said lightly: "These days, I, thanks to you."

I want to tell you that I am not only a person who can share hardships, but also a person who can share prosperity. ”

Their eyes were full of consternation.

Jing Yuan is better, after all, he is the captain of the horse, and he has seen the world, so he is grateful.

But Yuan Bin is not so calm.

He was trembling all over, and his mind felt like a mess of mush.

Just now, what did His Majesty say just now?

Sharing hardships and prosperity?

Sharing wealth with His Majesty, Yuan Bin didn't dare to think about it here.

That's the emperor, the emperor, isn't Wang Zhen, who was in power all over the world, just a dog of His Majesty.

Those who want to be dogs for His Majesty, if they line up, they can kneel all the way from Beijing to Nanjing.

His Majesty casually peeked a little out of his fingers, and for him Yuan Bin, a small brocade guard, it was a reward from the sky.

Yuan Bin only felt that maybe the ancestral tomb was smoking, and he had to repair the ancestral tomb and worship the ancestors when he went home this time.

No, what else is there to repair, this has to rebuild an ancestral hall for your ancestors.

My old Yuan family, this is about to make a fortune.

If it weren't for the fact that this small basket limited his play, Yuan Bin would immediately come to make three bows and nine bows.

"Minister, minister...... Yuan, Yuan Bin ......"

Yuan Bin stammered and wanted to thank him.

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand, which was not worth mentioning to him.

But if nothing else, the accident is already on the way.

The hot air balloon thing, no wind, is very fatal, but the wind is too strong, and it is even worse.

Suddenly, a strong wind rose in mid-air, and the wind was strong, blowing the basket and swaying from side to side.

Each of the three occupies a corner, trying to keep their balance steady.

The narrow space in the basket made Zhu Qizhen have to hold the still sleeping Haibie in his arms.

The milk on the girl's body can't help but penetrate into the nostrils, and the soft body can make the man's heart ape.

It's just that Zhu Qizhen doesn't have the slightest heart now, and he believes that he can't still have such interest in this environment.

To his horror, he found that the wind had changed.

Under the blowing of strong winds, the hot air balloon deviated from its original trajectory and flew towards the west side of Datong.

As the saying goes, blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular.

Deviated from the direction, Jing Yuan also found a more fatal hidden danger.

"Your Majesty, look at the stove."

Jing Yuan shouted, so anxious that his voice changed.

This made Zhu Qizhen feel very bad.

Looking up at the stove, something was wrong.

Zhu Qizhen almost screamed, and suddenly cold sweat broke out all over his body.

It turned out that because the stove was too simple and could not block the wind well, the cow dung used as fuel in the furnace was blown away a lot under the strong wind.

The flame in the furnace becomes smaller at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The three of them were so frightened that their faces turned green.

As the flames became smaller, the height of the hot air balloon plummeted without the support of sufficient heat.

The three of them were caught off guard by this sudden fall, and after they stabilized, they still had palpitations.

But the rate of descent of the hot air balloon has not slowed down.

Zhu Qizhen understood, and immediately thought of remedy.

If this descent is followed, it is not called a hard landing, it is directly called a fall.

In the whirring wind, the three of them desperately began to make amends.

Jingyuan, Yuan Bin braved the strong wind, didn't care about the cold, took the mattress quilt, surrounded the stove, and desperately blocked the strong wind everywhere.

Even so, there are still a lot of drills through the cracks, which makes it very difficult for Zhu Qizhen to do.

Zhu Qizhen, the venerable Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, couldn't care about anything now, grabbed dry cow dung and mutton fat with his white hands and stuffed them into the furnace.

After a lot of hard work, the fire in the stove finally got a lot bigger.

Fortunately, in this wind, it comes and goes quickly.

After half a pillar of incense, the wind was much less, and the hot air balloon returned to stability and floated slowly.

Seeing that the flight speed was a lot slower, and the direction was wrong, coupled with the strong wind just now, the hot air balloon that was not very reliable gave people the feeling that it was about to fall apart.

Zhu Qizhen looked at the close wall and made a decision to land.

Datong will definitely not be able to fly back, as long as it can fall into the pass, it will be considered a victory.

"Yuan Bin", Zhu Qizhen began to give orders, "Slowly withdraw the cow dung, reduce the amount of fire, this balloon will slowly fall."

They all wrapped their mattresses and quilts around their bodies, tied themselves to the rattan baskets, and protected their heads when they fell, and stayed in the rattan baskets, and nothing happened.

Do you understand? Listen to it and do it. ”

The three of them immediately scrambled to prepare.

Zhu Qizhen glanced at Haibie, who was still asleep, and felt that his head was big.

If it lands like this, people will definitely be thrown out.

Zhu Qizhen regretted taking her a little.

The path you choose will be completed on your knees.

Zhu Qizhen could only help her tie it up, and then wrap it in a mattress.

Who knows, Haibei, who has been asleep all night, is in a daze at this time.

Haibei opened his hazy eyes, and what came into view was Zhu Qizhen's face.

"Emperor?"

Hai Bei's mind was blank, and the whole person was still stunned.

Then there was a strange feeling on his body, and Haibei immediately returned to the cage and reacted.

"Ah......h

This slap stunned Zhu Qizhen on the spot, and also stunned the other two.

Person...... Awake?

It's better to wake up, so as not to trouble yourself.

At this time, Zhu Qizhen didn't bother to explain to her: "If you don't want to die, tie yourself up strongly, and then protect your head." ”

After that, he began to tie himself up.

At this time, Haibei reacted and ...... himself Not in a felt bag.

Where is this?

After some confirmation, Haibei's little face turned pale.

themselves, as if in heaven.