Constantinople.

"Qian Yong has seen His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Oh? Is it better? Seeing Qian Yong standing outside the door, Zhu Zhanyan stood up and walked towards the door.

Qian Yong has been lying in bed for almost a month, although the accompanying military doctor said that he was just a skin injury, but sometimes people's injuries are not what they appear to be.

In his early years, Qian Yong was ordered by Zhu Zhan to cross the mountains and seas to find new grain seeds, and the hardships he suffered along the way were not something ordinary people could understand, and he couldn't even imagine.

Judging from the number of people lost, you can see how dead it was.

Later, they finally returned to Daming alive, but their lives changed after that.

The special experience, coupled with the fact that Zhu Zhanyan was at a time when there was no trusted person available, Qian Yong and the three were ordered to set off again.

One went to the Wa Kingdom and guarded the Wa Kingdom for two years, and the other became the executioner of the Indochina Peninsula.

As for the only woman, Zhu Sanfeng, she also later broke into the title of a female demon in the Timurid Empire.

To put it mildly, but realistically, none of the three of them will live long, because their foundation is broken.

I also know that Zhu Sanfeng has paid so much along the way, it can be said that he has paid everything except his life, Qian Yong and Jian Xiao are just lucky to be a man, but they have paid a lot in other aspects.

This time Qian Yong's injury was that it was ostensibly a skin injury, but the old diseases in the muscles and flesh were also triggered.

People, in fact, this is the case, just like the parents of the rural hometown in the later generations, who went to the mountains to farm at home and went out to work, except for being a little tired, plus there was no problem except for a sore back and leg pain on weekdays.

However, once you take him to the city and want him to enjoy the blessings, his body will be sick one after another.

Qian Yong was somewhat similar to this situation, so he lay in bed for a month.

"His Royal Highness's blessing is almost good." Qian Yong laughed rarely.

Qian Yong usually gives people the impression that he is gloomy, unsmiling, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals.

"His Royal Highness, I heard that Sanfeng went to the Golden Horde, but I don't know ......"

Zhu Zhanyan laughed when he heard this, but this smile was a little bitter.

Qian Yong is still the same Qian Yong, since he brought back the new grain seeds, Qian Yong has been living for others.

Live for Zhu Zhanyan, the person who helped him back then and reuse him now, live for Zhu Sanfeng, who shared hardships with him back then and is now his wife, and live for Jian Xiao, who also shared hardships back then.

But he never lived for himself.

"Sanfeng is very good, he broke Astrakhan and Sarai in a row, and now he is close to the Ryazan Principality, and is approaching the Grand Duchy of Mosk."

"When the Grand Duchy of Mosk is destroyed, we can launch an attack on the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Kingdom of Poland, once these two countries are gone, Eastern Europe will be completely reduced to the territory of our Ming Dynasty."

"Your main task now is to heal your injuries, and you must make sure that there will be no problems."

"And, after this incident, I'm also going to ......"

"His Royal Highness!" Qian Yong shouted a little anxiously.

This was the first time he had interrupted Zhu Zhanyan's words, and this had never happened before, because when Zhu Zhanyan, who was still a child, helped his family, Qian Yong had already decided to sell his life to Zhu Zhanyan.

For so many years, Zhu Zhanyan said that to the east, he would never go west, let him catch dogs, he would never catch chickens.

However, for such Qian Yong, Zhu Zhanyan was not angry, just smiled and waved his hand, and then glanced at Zhu Ling next to him.

"Qian Yong, I know that you are loyal to me, and I also know that you are worried about Sanfeng, and I am also worried about Sanfeng and Jian Xiao."

"I've been with me for so many years, and you also know that the three of you are the people I trust the most besides Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping, and I don't even have such trust in Li Bin and Xu Heng, who followed my father when he was the King of Han."

"So, you have to believe me, you are loyal to me, and I love your life."

As Zhu Zhanyan was talking, Zhu Ling went and returned, handed an envelope with a red seal to Zhu Zhanyan's hand, and then silently retreated to the back.

"This is the battle report sent by Chen Mao."

"Sanfeng burned Astrakhan with white phosphorus eggs, making Astrakhan a dead city, and then approached Sarai, and in the same way, Salai and the Golden Horde royal family in the city were all turned into a handful of ashes, and the only survivor was the hastily appointed Great Khan Borakhan, but the reason he survived was that he was captured alive by Chen Mao."

"And then there's this ......"

With that, Zhu Zhanyan pulled Qian Yong into the room and handed him a letter on the table.

"Wang Jinghong has gone around to the north of the Grand Duchy of Lithuania, forcing the Grand Duchy of Lithuania and the Kingdom of Poland to shrink and hold on to the capital."

Yes, after such a long time, the news that Wang Jinghong had advanced into the Baltic Sea and gained a firm foothold was finally delivered to Zhu Zhanyan.

Although this news came late, it still made Zhu Zhanyan overjoyed.

With Wang Jinghong in the north, there are too many things he can do.

"In this way......" Qian Yong was stunned for a moment, and the appearance of the map constructed through the construction of the war in the past two years flashed in his mind.

"That's right." Zhu Zhanyan nodded.

"The end of the battlefield in Eastern Europe is close at hand."

After speaking, Zhu Zhanyan patted Qian Yong's shoulder with a smile and pressed him to sit down.

"So, it's a must-win battle, you don't have to worry about it at all, and you should be worried about someone else more than that."

……

Qian Yong raised his head and looked at Zhu Zhanyan's face full of smiles, but at the same time, he was also a little ...... Mortified?

"Come in......"

Just when Qian Yong was stunned, Zhu Zhanyan sighed softly and spoke softly.

As Zhu Zhanyan's words fell, footsteps sounded in the direction of the door, and it didn't sound like a person, which made Qian Yong turn his head with some curiosity.

However, it was this turn of his head that made Qian Yong stand on the spot.

"The concubine has seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Prince is blessed with longevity and health."

A woman with a child immediately knelt down and saluted Zhu Zhan when she entered.

"Get up...... Zhu Zhanyan sighed lightly and stepped forward to help the two of them.

There are not many people in this world who can make Zhu Zhanyan bend down and help him up personally, but the mother and son in front of him can do it.

Moreover, Zhu Zhanyan thinks from the bottom of his heart that this is what he should do.

"You ...... How did it come? ”

Qian Yong regained the unsmiling, even a little cold to the point of being unkind.

"Alright." Zhu Zhanyan patted Qian Yong's shoulder, with a bit of blame in his tone.

"Although they came at their own request, they also agreed to it by Zhanqi, and I also agreed."

"How many years has it been? Not counting anything else, it's been ten years since we started our conquest of the Timurid Empire, right? ”

"Since Qian Zhong was five years old, you don't talk about taking care of him, have you ever seen him?"

……

Zhu Zhanyan's slightly reproachful words made Qian Yong speechless.

This mother and son are the sons born to Qian Yong by Zhu Sanfeng's concubine Zhao and Zhao because he couldn't have children.

Today, the child is fifteen years old......

"Alright, I won't bother you." Zhu Zhanyan patted Qian Yong's shoulder, ready to give Qian Yong this place that had become his study.

"Don't blame them, Qian Zhong is fifteen years old, he has done his homework very well over the years, and he has read a lot of military books, it is time for him to get started himself, and he has to see with his own eyes what the real world is."

"You don't have to worry about them, I will take their mother and son with me in the future, and I will personally teach Qian Zhong, as long as I don't have an accident, they won't have an accident."

After speaking, Zhu Zhanyan was meaningful, but he also patted Qian Yong's shoulder with a little emotion, walked away, and took the door with him, leaving this room to Qian Yong and the others.

……

It was night, on the edge of the cliff outside the castle.

This is the resting place of Zhu Zhan's third uncle Zhu Gaosui, and at this time, Zhu Zhanyan was leaning on the tombstone of his third uncle, holding a jar of wine in his hand, and a jar of wine was also placed in front of the tombstone.

Human beings often have different perceptions in different places or when they see different scenes.

Seeing Zhao's mother and son today, Zhu Zhanyan also felt a little emotional.

Thinking about it now, he is much better than Qian Yong, in addition to meeting Zhu Sanfeng on the battlefield, Qian Yong has seen the concubine Zhao and his son Qian Zhong very rarely, and he is not even around when Zhao gives birth.

But fortunately, Zhu Zhanqi took good care of the mother and son, and the teacher invited everything, although it was not the best, but it was also taught by Xia Xuan, the son of Xia Yuanji, the head of the household book.

Qian Zhong is also very competitive, although he is dissatisfied with his father, but the three views are still positive.

As for having dissatisfaction with his father...... Zhu Zhanyan felt that it was normal, after all, Qian Yong was not only not around when Zhao was giving birth, but also absent Qian Zhong for almost the entire same year.

Over the years, Qian Zhong has seen his father only a handful of times, definitely no more than two hands.

"His Royal Highness ...... the Prince"

Just when Zhu Zhan was thinking wildly, Qian Yong's voice sounded, although the cliff on the edge of the strait was very windy, but Qian Yong's voice was not buried in the wind.

"Come here." Zhu Zhanyan didn't get up, still leaning on the tombstone, but beckoned to Qian Yong's father and son with a smile.

"Qian Zhong, do you remember me?"

Looking at Qian Zhong, who had inherited a bit of his father's honesty on his face, Zhu Zhanyan asked with a smile.

"I remember." Qian Zhong bowed and saluted before speaking.

"Your Royal Highness, when you returned to Xiangzhou Mansion after the New Year, you went to see the villain and your mother."

"I have a good memory." Zhu Zhanyan patted Qian Zhong's head with a smile, and then looked up at Qian Yong.

"You go back first, I'll talk to your son for a while."

……

Qian Yong looked at Zhu Zhanyan, then at his son, and stopped talking.

However, in the end, he chose to leave.

(End of chapter)