Chapter 59: The class teacher returns to the court, and all the people celebrate
Did Zhu Zhanyan sleep badly? Yes, but it was only for the first few days.
He may not be able to eat well now, but he still sleeps well.
The so-called restlessness is because I feel ashamed, I feel that I have done something wrong or should not have done something, but this has nothing to do with Zhu Zhanyan.
He never thought that those Tatars did not deserve to die, because he knew very well how difficult the situation of the Ming Dynasty was after the Northern captives were trapped.
I also know how painful those soldiers who died in battle during the Tumu Fort Change.
I also know what kind of determination the Ming Dynasty made in the battle to defend Beijing.
Are these people innocent? There may be innocent ones, but their children and grandchildren are not innocent!
Therefore, in addition to Zhu Zhanyan's initial discomfort, which caused him to eat and sleep badly, there was only a bloody scene left that caused him to be unable to eat, and there was no problem with sleeping.
Even, he felt comforted because he solved a big hidden danger for the Han people.
But even so, Zhu Zhanyan obediently accepted the medicine sent by the old man, firstly because it was also the old man's heart, and secondly, his father Zhu Gaoxu forced him to drink it.
stayed in Yuerhai for nearly 20 days, because of the handling of the Beijing Temple, and because as the weather became hotter and hotter, Zhu Di still made the decision to return to the dynasty as in history.
Fishing on the hill north of the sea.
Riding a horse and taking a dog, Zhu Zhanyan looked at the Jingguan below, and suddenly felt a little proud in his heart for no reason.
Perhaps, killing more than 100,000 people is not a feat, but he is also the top group of people in the past and present, right?
In the future, when people think of the killing god Bai Qi, will they think of him by the way?
Maybe?
"Zhan Yan."
Zhu Zhanyan was thinking about it when a voice interrupted his thoughts.
Looking back, it was his cousin Zhu Zhanji, who had not shown up for nearly a month.
"Cousin? What are you doing here? Zhu Zhanyan was a little surprised.
He hadn't seen this cousin since the day he began to deal with the Tatar and Arutai tribes, that is, the day he began to build the Kyoto Temple.
Later, he also asked people to ask, and the answer he got was that the emperor's eldest grandson was unwell, and then Zhu Zhanyan didn't ask again.
I also know that it is nothing more than being frightened by the cruel scene and the sky-high blood, which is not unexpected.
You must know that Zhu Zhanji is a human being in two lives, and he will still feel uncomfortable when he first comes into contact, Zhu Zhanji, a twelve-year-old dissatisfied child, can his receptivity be better than Zhu Zhanji?
Apparently impossible.
"The army is about to start, grandpa heard that the second uncle said that you are here, let people come to you, I will take care of this matter."
Zhu Zhanji didn't hide it, and he didn't have any embarrassment after being seen through by Zhu Zhanji.
"It's time to go back, or the army will be gone."
"Well, thank you, cousin." Zhu Zhanyan nodded, pulled the reins, and turned around with the war horse under his crotch.
"How's my cousin?" Walking on the way back to the camp, Zhu Zhanji took care of Zhu Zhanji's body by the way.
"A few days ago, I heard that my cousin was feeling unwell, although I wanted to go and see, but I was afraid of disturbing my cousin's rest, so I didn't go, and I hope my cousin will forgive me."
"Where." Zhu Zhanji shook his head slightly.
"It's that I haven't adapted well, and I'm far behind you in this regard."
"Hehe......" Zhu Zhanyan smiled dryly.
That is, Zhu Zhanji, who knows about this, doesn't have so many fancy intestines, otherwise he thinks that this cousin is sarcastic.
killed more than 100,000 people, in this era, the people don't say much, but the literati definitely don't have a good fart.
Zhu Zhanji's words were like a mockery.
"Actually, what Bachelor Hu said is right." Zhu Zhanji did not continue Zhu Zhanji's words, but started anew.
"Dealing with the world does require benevolence and righteousness, but Hu Guangda may have been too influenced by his ancestors, forgetting that it is now the Ming Dynasty and not Zhao Song, and there is no need to blindly defend when facing the Jin people going south."
"Cousin, as the eldest grandson of the emperor, the future emperor's grandson, crown prince and even the emperor, you still have to have a heart of benevolence and righteousness, and you can't do it less, even if it's just on the surface."
……
Zhu Zhanji was stunned, held the reins in his hand, and looked at Zhu Zhanji's side face in a daze.
"Zhan Qi, you ......"
"Eh, I don't mean anything else." Before Zhu Zhanji's words were finished, Zhu Zhanji interrupted with a smile.
"There are some things I've never thought about, I haven't had before, and I won't ever be."
"There are some things that may seem wonderful and important to you, but not everyone thinks so."
"Instead of living a busy life, I still prefer a leisurely life, and it is good to take the Eastern Chagatai Khanate in the future, hold a few orchids in the Western Regions, and be a vassal king."
After speaking, Zhu Zhanyan pulled the reins and gently lifted the horse's belly, making the war horse under his crotch speed up.
Zhu Zhanji was left alone, still moving forward at the original speed, and watched Zhu Zhanji leave in a daze.
Being an emperor, Zhu Zhanyan thought about it, but not much.
In his mind, it would be best to do two days of fun, experience what it's like to reign over the world, and then put it aside.
It's not that he doesn't like it, but because he knows that it's true to be an emperor, but it's also true that he's tired, and it's more comfortable to be a vassal king in comparison.
Especially the Ming Dynasty, and he was also the vassal king of the early Ming Dynasty.
……
The speed of the class teacher's return to the dynasty was slower than the speed of the expedition.
Although the grassland was hot, there was still a gap compared to Jiangnan, and in addition to the fact that many prisoners and booty captured from the Tatar and Arutai tribes were still being escorted, it was natural that the marching speed was slow.
You must know that the spoils of war against the grassland are not ordinary gold, silver and jewelry, although there are some, but compared with the internal war in the Central Plains, the most valuable thing on the grassland is livestock.
Cattle are an important labor force in this era, horses are strategic materials, and sheep are the least valuable in this, but they are only relatively speaking, not to mention that the total price will go up when the base is large.
Therefore, it was not until the 26th of late October that he returned to Yingtianfu.
got off the boat and stood behind the old man, his father, and the third uncle, Zhu Zhanyan looked up, and all he saw were black and oppressive heads.
After winning the battle, the people will naturally give the ruler enough face, not to mention the feud grassland of the Central Plains.
"Long live Your Majesty......"
As Zhu Di boarded the chariot, the procession set off in the direction of the palace, and the people along the way all knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
Zhu Zhanyan sat on the horse, looking at the appearance of the people along the way, and felt a little emotion in his heart.
In fact, most of the time, the thoughts of the people are pure, and judging from their expressions, these people were not forced by those officials, but came spontaneously, and their faces were full of joy and excitement.
Because in their opinion, if the Tatars are gone, then there is basically no need to fight, and even if they do, there will be only one Varat left.
But as everyone knows, in history, just one Warat gave the Ming Dynasty a headache for three generations, and even the emperor almost got into it.