Daming Palace, in a certain palace corridor.

The eunuch Wang Zhen stood outside the gate with a whisk in his hand.

He stretched, showing a hint of burnout.

At this time, it was late at night, and he had just sent the emperor to bed, and then it was time for him to go back and rest.

There are not many affairs in the palace, but the emperor is still young, and it takes some energy to take care of it.

However, Wang Zhen did not get bored at all, he knew deeply that the power in his hands was given by this young man in the palace.

His head, as long as the emperor says a word, or even a movement, will fall to the ground.

As the saying goes, a companion is like a tiger, and this is true.

He looked up at the night, the thick clouds obscured the stars and the moon, and it was a little gloomy, but the candles were bright, and it was not so dim.

"It's time to go back and rest." Wang Zhen looked at the night and thought.

But just as he was about to step away, a little eunuch came to him.

The little eunuch respectfully knelt down and saluted, stretched out his hand to present a small bamboo tube, and said: "Ancestor, this is the delicate affection of the Northern Expeditionary Army. ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly and picked up the bamboo tube.

Pulling off the stopper, he pulled out the paper from the bamboo tube.

There are only a few short sentences above.

Wang Zhen swept over quickly and asked casually, "Is the news accurate?" ”

"The news from the three major battalions, the ancestor put his heart in his stomach, if not, you cut off the little one's head and used it as a night pot." The little eunuch assured.

"Silly boy, what do we want your little head for?" Wang Zhen scolded with a smile.

After that, Wang Zhen nodded with satisfaction.

Then he rolled the paper and stuffed it into a bamboo tube, reinserted the stopper, and sent it back to the little eunuch.

Wang Zhen pinched and praised sharply: "Even if you know how to do things, your good will be indispensable in the future." ”

The little eunuch flattered again and again: "It is a small blessing to be able to work for the ancestors, where can I dare to ask the ancestors for rewards." ”

Hearing this, Wang Zhen scolded with a smile and said: "The stinky boy has a very slippery mouth, take this thing to Jinyi Wei Qianhu Zhixing, he knows what to do." ”

Although the commander of the Jinyi Guard was assigned, Wang Zhen still had some henchmen among the Jinyi Guard.

This thousand households know how to do it, and it is an obedient loyal dog under his hands.

After saying this, Wang Zhen suddenly felt that the gloom in his heart dissipated seven or eight points.

It was originally a happy thing, but the next moment Wang Zhen's face pulled down again.

"Huh." The little eunuch answered, and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around and asked in a low voice: "That old ancestor, if the entanglement of this trip is Jinyiwei's side......

Before he finished speaking, the little eunuch's face was slapped with dust.

The pain was so painful that the little eunuch almost rolled to the ground.

"Ancestors forgive, ancestors forgive!" The little eunuch couldn't care about the burning pain on his face, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Wang Zhen turned his face faster than turning a book, he was still laughing one moment, but the next moment he was angry: "If you don't have long eyes, you will cut your tongue next time you don't speak!" ”

These words frightened the little eunuch so much that he admitted his mistake again and again, "Ancestor, the little one is wrong, the little one is wrong, spare the little one this time." ”

The little eunuch's words were like a long knife, stabbing into Wang Zhen's flesh and skin.

Under the candlelight, Wang Zhen's angry look was reflected.

At present, you can talk about anything with Wang Zhen, but you can't talk about money.

You must know that a few days ago, he was just "ordered to get rich" by Zhu Qiyu and the government soldiers.

What is the order to get rich? It's clearly a raid!

Not only did he not leave a tael of silver, but he even beat his son and several nephews.

At the end of the matter, he said that he accidentally fell.

Can you break your ass into a bloody blur?!

They raided his house and beat people.

This enemy Wang Zhen was written down, he clenched his teeth, and said viciously: "Zhu Qiyu, you must die this time!" ”

Between the words, Wang Zhen clutched the dust whisk in his hand, and the dust in his hand actually meant to break.

If time passes by a white horse, a few days later, in the palace of the king of Yu.

With the help of Princess Wang Ruoxue, Zhu Qiyu put on a fully armed armor and hung a curved saber from his waist.

This set of equipment is worn on the body, and it really raises people's temperament a lot.

The only bad thing is - heavy!

In the Ming Dynasty, there was also the concept of heavy cavalry, and the armor of the cavalry was not light.

I'm afraid it's difficult to walk on ordinary people, but fortunately, Zhu Qiyu usually trains often, and although his body looks relatively thin, he can still resist fighting, running and jumping.

After putting on the armor, Wang Ruoxue took two steps back and carefully looked at Zhu Qiyu from top to bottom, smiled with satisfaction, and praised it: "It is worthy of being the prince of my family, heroic and cool, I don't know how many souls of the boudoir lady have to be hooked when I go out." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Qiyu put his arm around Wang Ruoxue and asked jokingly: "Then this expedition, I will bring you a few sisters back, do you have no opinion?" ”

Wang Ruoxue is not angry, Da Ming has three wives and four concubines, not to mention that Zhu Qiyu is still a prince, it would be strange if there was only one princess.

Wang Ruoxue raised her face and said, "Hmph, if the prince has the ability to bring ten or eight sisters back, the concubine will not mind helping to bring the baby." ”

These words made Zhu Qiyu laugh, and he flicked his fingers on Wang Ruoxue's head and said, "Before helping to bring the baby, give me a baby first." ”

"It depends on the prince's ability." As she spoke, Wang Ruoxue's green and jade fingers slowly went downstream from Zhu Qiyu's chest, and she was about to swim to her waist.

Zhu Qiyu flicked Wang Ruoxue again and said, "The armor that has just been worn." ”

"Hmm...... All right. Wang Ruoxue pursed her lips, seemingly a little deflated.

However, both of them knew that this was just to cover up their reluctance before the expedition.

After all, the army still has to go out on the march, and after all, it will have to be separated for a while.

Family affairs and state affairs should be the most important thing.

"Xianggong, be careful all the way." Wang Ruoxue held Zhu Qiyu's neck with both hands, and her beautiful eyes were full of reluctance.

"Yes, ma'am." Zhu Qiyu nodded and gently hugged Wang Ruoxue's slender waist.

Looking at each other, the two hugged and kissed each other.

At this time, he is not the king of the Ming Dynasty, and she is not the princess of the Ming Dynasty.

Just a husband who is about to go on an expedition, and a wife who is saying goodbye to her husband on an expedition.

The two enjoyed the last quiet time before parting.

The screen turns.

The sky will be bright, and the fog outside the capital is thick.

Today, the city gate opened early, although the hour is still early, but at this time, outside the capital gate, there is already a sea of people, noisy and extraordinary.

In the ranks of the crowd, people can be heard shouting from time to time.

"Long live Daming!"

"Ten thousand years of the Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Qiyu rode on the war horse, majestic, flanked by the generals who accompanied him this time, and behind him were several columns standing side by side, unable to see the head at a glance, black pressed warriors and knights.

Step by step, the black tide rose and fell, and the sword light was clear, connecting into a white band of light.

Horse-drawn carts full of grain and grass were sandwiched between the sergeants and moved slowly.

The people in the middle of the road are all eating pot pulp, and they send Wang Shi to the Northern Expedition.

The flag is flipped and the momentum is magnificent.

The Ming Dynasty is magnificent, and the sky is mighty.

Even Zhu Qiyu, who usually likes gags, is solemn at this moment.

The march of the army, the sound of stepping on the ground, shook people's hearts.

This is the expedition of the Empire, one step at a time, shaking the heavens and the earth.

With a wave of the giant's hand, countless nights were frightened.

This is - Da Ming!