Eldest Sun Hong glanced back in the direction of the Xuanzheng Palace, and there was only a bitter smile on his face, but soon, this bitter smile also turned into a release.

He thought in his heart, all in all, he was contributing to the Northern Zhou Dynasty and doing things for the emperor, what difference did it make if he was a pure minister or not?

Now his status can be said to be unique in the imperial capital, and he is an existence that countless people want to please, but the emperor just wants him to stick to his heart and not have any gangs.

Even if he knew the purpose of Yuwen Shihong's doing this, the eldest grandson Hong was still full of admiration for Yuwen Shihong in his heart.

Yuwen Shihong's move is not only a trust in him, but also a deterrent to him, and at the same time a kind of vigilance.

Otherwise, Yuwen Shihong can arrange for someone else to sit in this position, where will he have his share.

Thinking of this, the eldest grandson Hong lifted his hem, knelt on the ground and buckled his head in the direction of the main hall, and then stood up again and left.

Of course, his expression was no longer heavy and bitter, but full of relief and lightness.

One thing has to be said, although the Northern Zhou Dynasty was stormy, but the waves washed the sand, and most of those who stayed were loyal to the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Liang Shiyan is, the eldest grandson Hong is, Li Bing is, and Wang Mao is.

If one of them had the intention of rebellion in their hearts, then the dynasty of the Northern Zhou Dynasty would not survive now.

Impure thieves such as Wang Wei can't enter the center of power at all, and for many years, he has been hiding and secretly doing rebellion.

Once the ministers have the intention of rebellion, I am afraid that it will affect the whole body, and it is not as simple as simply killing one or two people.

At this point, Yuwen Shihong finally replanned the court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the foundation was also solid.

At noon, there was a sudden commotion outside the city walls, and the sound of drums shook the sky.

The army is back!!

Yuwen Shihong left the main hall happily and led a group of people to the city wall to receive the returning army, and the joy on his face could not be hidden.

Wei Feifei wanted to refuse to go after learning that it was a banquet specifically for the army, after all, her identity was special and she didn't do anything meritorious.

But Yuwen Shihong didn't listen to her say so much, so he just dragged her and went, and told Yang Qianxue to take care of the Wei Feifei sisters.

Wei Feifei also noticed a little clue about the little emperor's attitude towards her, but she didn't dare to think deeply, so she could only pretend not to know for the time being.

At the banquet in the outer city, in addition to the army, the courtiers have also arrived.

On the long table, there are already some appetizers such as melon and fruit syrup, which looks very hearty.

Yu Wenhao was rarely at the scene, wearing a regular suit with a smile on his face, followed by his family.

Yu Wenhao, who has escaped from the status of the regent of real power, is now like an idle prince who has unloaded his burden, with a smile on his face every day, and although he has added a few gray hairs on his head, his mood is much more comfortable.

Yu Wenhao was also accompanied by a six or seven-year-old child, and his expression could not see the innocence of the child.

This person is Yuwen Hao's sister-in-law, and Yu Wen Shihong is a cousin.

According to normal history, after his death, it was this little prince who was pushed to this position, and the regent was the real emperor.

Now that Yuwen Shihong has crossed over, Yuwen Hao naturally has no such thoughts, and he is comfortable to be an idle prince, and his son is 108,000 miles away from the throne.

Yuwen Shihong walked to Yuwen Hao's side, greeted him warmly, touched the little guy's head with a smile, then turned around and walked to the city wall, looking at the Northern Zhou army expectantly.

Under the city wall, there was a black oppression, like a dark cloud, it was tens of thousands of soldiers in the Northern Zhou Dynasty!

The armies are distinct, but they are harmonious, and the armies that have experienced the battle carry the smell of brazenness and blood that cannot be washed away, which is daunting.

There are countless long tables in front of these soldiers, and there are naturally not so many brand-new tables that you can't find in plain life, and these tables are actually all ordered by Yuwen Shihong to speed up the carpenters in the city in the past few days!

Reward these soldiers, Yuwen Shihong is not afraid of spending money at all, and they are also worth this expense!

Of course, there are still some soldiers in the army who surrendered from the Northern Qi Dynasty, and they don't have this kind of treatment for the time being, although Yuwen Shihong said that they are treated equally, but even if they are treated, they don't have the face to sit here to eat and drink.

After all, they're just generals, so what qualifies them to sit here and enjoy this?

So they could only watch from afar, secretly bitter in their hearts.

Yuwen Shihong walked to the city wall, and as soon as he showed his head, the soldiers below roared in unison.

"See the Emperor! Long live the emperor, long live, long live! ”

The earth-shattering roar almost shattered the entire sky.

Yuwen Shihong raised his arm high and waved, and the whole army immediately became solemn!

"The soldiers have worked this trip!"

As he spoke, he took another step forward, and threw a glass of wine down the city wall with a glass of wine in his hand, tears welling up in his eyes!

"Soldiers! Drink wine to see off the souls of our army who have died! ”

"See off the soul!"

The army was touched and raised the wine glass in their hands and drank it all!

Countless soldiers couldn't help but burst into tears in such a solemn scene!

They think of their families, their children, and their friends and relatives!

Who is not afraid of dying on the battlefield and no one knows? Who has that drunken and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and the pride of a few people who came back to fight in ancient times? !

Most people are actually just ordinary people who are worried about their small family!

It was hard to join the army, and it was even more bitter if you wanted to be afraid of death!

In the past, they were always used to this kind of thing that would die silently at any time, but today's statement by Yuwen Shihong made them see something new!

It turns out that the dead soldiers are valuable! It will be treated with respect!

Every second of their fight for the Northern Zhou is seen by someone!

Countless people wept silently, and even fell in love to the depths, kneeling down and shouting.

"Thank you for the emperor's mercy! Die without remorse! ”

"Die without remorse!"

"Die without remorse!"

This army has completely become an iron-blooded army that is not afraid of death!

In the distance, countless Northern Qi generals who were looking at this side couldn't help but shudder, and they looked in the direction of Yuwen Shihong tremblingly, with frightened expressions.

This is the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, this is the army of the Northern Zhou Dynasty!

How could they defeat such an army?!

Yuwen Shihong was infected by this pride, and he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes and anger in his heart.