What does the so-called "number of days" mean, Emperor Hongwu actually doesn't understand at all, the Yang family has had some historical research, and the supervision of the past dynasties of Si Tianjian is not a decoration, in short, the number of days can be commonly known as the will of heaven, even in a literal sense, you can understand the weight of some of these two words. There is an old saying called "it is as difficult as climbing to the sky", and climbing to the sky is a representative of the extreme difficulty, so it is needless to say that it is against the will of heaven.

If Du Changsheng said something when he left, he would pay a lot of price, or he should be able to deal with something, and the impact on Emperor Hongwu Yang Hao was not too strong, but it was a sentence of "Weichen doesn't know", which deeply touched Yang Hao.

Judging from the previous understanding and the performance of Si Tianjian, this Du Tianshi is still in awe of the imperial power, and the difference between Si Tianjian and the old beggar who indifferently opened his mouth to accept his father as an apprentice in the Golden Palace back then is not half a star, but such a person, just left a message and left, is he not afraid of the imperial power, maybe he feels that there is no need to be afraid.

Yang Hao stood in front of the throne for a while, then beckoned to the side, and the old eunuch on the side hurriedly approached.

"What does Your Majesty command?"

"To pass on the order, whatever Du Tianshi needs to use, he needs to fully cooperate. ”

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the old eunuch walked quickly to the door of the imperial study, and returned to the imperial study after passing the order to the eunuch outside, and Yang Hao had already rubbed his temples and sat back in his seat.

If Yin Zhaoxian can really recover, of course, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, Yang Hao felt that when he was still in power, it was enough to maintain the balance between the government and the opposition, but if he abdicated, it would be difficult to say, although Yang Sheng was a good prince, but after all, he was still too young.

Yang Hao actually knew very well in his heart that in the past few years, the government and the opposition have secretly been incompatible, and on the surface, it was the old-school bureaucrats who took the lead in making trouble, but in fact, it reached the point where they had to make trouble.

Over the years, the Yin family has advanced layer by layer, gradually disintegrating some deep-rooted old clans, reforming the imperial examination system, raising the threshold of the recommendation system, and building a school to improve the opportunity to get ahead in the poor, and promoting officials with outstanding talents and no background.

After some old bureaucratic factions suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, they either admitted that some of their inherent interests would be completely ceded in the future and become public interests or private interests of the Yin family, or they could fight with the Yin family.

As the emperor, to a certain extent, he supports the Yin family, but when everything causes radical changes, especially when some rumors do make Yang Hao a little concerned, he chooses to wait and see, which is understood as a signal among the officials of other factions, and at the most intense moment of the collision, Yin Zhaoxian's serious illness is like a touch of cold water, the fire on both sides has been extinguished, and one side is sad and the other side does not dare to move lightly, as Yin Zhaoxian's condition deteriorates more and more, this feeling is even more obvious, if Yin Zhaoxian dies of illness, victory will come as a matter of course.

Everyone can see this clearly, including Yang Sheng, who is the crown prince of Dazhen, for him, there is even a painful feeling that his teacher was regarded as an abandoned son by his father.

Yang Hao sat on the chair and pondered everything over the years, Dazhen's national strength is rising day by day, almost visible to the naked eye, he is regarded as a generation of Ming monarch and has a close relationship with it, throughout history, many dynasties have flourished and declined, listening to Du Changsheng's words, he was suddenly afraid that he was at such a juncture.

Yang Hao, who has been full of self-confidence all his life, will mumble to himself, but he has some gains and losses.

"Yin Aiqing has said many times that the strength of Dazhen has just begun...... If Yin Aiqing is fine, this road should still be able to walk, right?"

......

With the speed of the Qingteng sword flying, it is as simple as ordinary people drinking water and eating as simple as flying over several states with the power of the gangfeng, and it has soon arrived at the Chunhui Mansion in Jizhou, and the Chunmu River below is rolling.

In the dark of the night, the Qingteng sword flashed out of the clouds, and when it arrived, the little paper crane released its wings by itself, left the hilt of the Qingteng sword, flew down from above, and went straight to the Chunmu River.

Although the weather has not completely warmed up now, but the spring Mu River has already been like a cruise, the boats coming and going are high and low, there are flowers and green, there are laughter and laughter everywhere, the little paper crane wanders a few times, holding the roll of paper has a sense of traction, so that the distracted observation of the cruise ship small paper crane immediately cheered up, and plunged into the river in one direction.

The sword intent of the Qingteng Sword and the sword spirit of the sword body are too strong, and the divine will is not applicable to everyone, and it is applicable to the old dragon in Hengzhou, the northern border of Hengzhou, this time it is not suitable to send the old turtle, and it will make the old turtle be taken by the sword intent, and the little paper crane is the most suitable messenger.

Under the waves of the river, the little paper crane holds a layer of air film that clings to the paper, flapping its wings and swimming faster than a fish underwater.

A big fish swam in, saw this white strange fish swimming in the water, and stepped forward to bite the little paper crane, but was fanned by the small wings ......of the small paper crane, and turned over a few heels with a "bang" sound, fainted directly, and floated to the surface with a white belly.

A small boat happened to pass by, and the first few people on it were overjoyed to see a fish floating.

"Yo, such a big fish?"

"Hey, really, so big, newly dead?"

"Fish it up, fish it up, you can add another dish at night!"

The boatman slowed down the boat, rolled up his sleeves and fished, and only then did he catch the fish with both hands, and the fish came to his senses and struggled with "...... la-la-la".

"Oh, it's still a live fish, hurry up and take the handle!"

"Hahahaha...... Such a big bighead carp in the Spring Mu River is worth a lot of money in the market, and I have a good mouth tonight!"

The little paper crane looked back at the top under the water, and in the blur of the sparkling water, he could vaguely see the joy of the people beside the boat above, and after looking at it twice, he went straight to a certain place in the center of the river.

In the section of the Chunmu River near the city of Chunhuifu, there is a peculiar big black stone at the bottom of the river, the small paper crane pats the water and swims all the way to this big black stone, and gently pecks the stone surface a few times with its beak, which seems to be light but makes a sound of "aggressive ......".

The next moment, there was a turbidity at the bottom of the water, and a huge snake-like black shadow rose from under the black stone, slowly turning his head to look behind, and saw a small paper bird staying there, it turned out that the big black stone turned out to be a huge turtle's back.

'Bird?paper bird?'

Wu Chong had never seen a small paper crane before, and at this moment he was very surprised by the appearance of such a paper bird at the bottom of the river, especially on his back, but this paper bird gave him a faint sense of closeness, in the sight of the old turtle, the paper bird swam a few times to his head, and then pecked lightly, Ji Yuan's divine will was conveyed, and it took a long time for the old turtle to digest the information.

"It turned out that Mr. Ji sent a message, and I will leave right now, old turtle!"

The words with bubbles rising just fell, and a note slipped from the little paper crane, and arrived in front of the old turtle, if it is said that the people on the land need a guide to walk a long way, then a monster like the old turtle who has been practicing for a long time wants to cross all the way to Gyeonggi Province, either he needs to hide himself, or he also needs something similar to the road guide, and the note left by Ji Yuan has a similar effect.

Hearing the words of the old turtle, the little paper crane directly flicked its wings and left, swam to the river and flew directly into the sky, and when the old turtle slowly floated up, and looked into the air with a line of sight close to the water surface, he could only see a flash of light in the sky, and he could not see where the paper crane went.

Since Mr. Ji let himself go to Gyeonggi Mansion, although he did not leave a specific time requirement, Wu Chong naturally wanted to go as soon as possible, and did not wait much, turned back to the center of the river and brought the altar to press the thousand days of spring at the bottom of the river, and then directly swam along the Chunmu River quickly, on the way he did not meet the big herring running everywhere as he expected, Wu Chongtuo said to the river god, and swam directly into a tributary of the Chunmu River and went to the southwest.

Swimming in the water during the day, at night it may go ashore in a hurry, whenever there is a water god to check the ghost and god blocking the way, the old turtle will spit out the decree, just as the note on the "fate of the fate, hold this pass" eight big characters said, the ghost and the god according to this slightly calculated, can feel the will of the fate according to this, distinguish the truth of the decree.

Ji Yuan's name, it's hard to say in other places, but in the territory of Dazhen, whether in the water or on land, in the gods and spirits are like thunderous existence, belonging to the legend of the real master, who will sell a little face, the old turtle holds this decree, all the way unimpeded, and even in most cases there are ghosts and gods to lead the way, so that he has a clearer understanding of Mr. Ji's face.

On the third day and night, in Youzhou, which is separated by a river from Gyeonggi Province, on the edge of the border of Chengsu Mansion, an old turtle is crawling quickly on the ground, and there is a stream of water under his feet, which makes his speed as fast as a galloping horse, and there are two ghostly figures in front of him, which are the two night wandering gods of Chengsu Mansion.

Not far from the river, the night wandering god stopped there, and saluted the old turtle from left to right.

"Mr. Wu, ahead is the first river of my Dazhen to Tianjiang, which is the residence of Longjun, I will wait for the inconvenience to send it again, Mr. Wu take care on the road!"

The old turtle man stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Thank you to the two night patrol envoys for sending each other, Wu Mou will go by himself, and say hello to Lord Chenghuang and the gods of each department on behalf of Wu. ”

"Well, please also ask Mr. Wu to say hello to Mr. Ji on my behalf. ”

"Definitely!" "Definitely!"

The two sides said goodbye, and the old turtle slid into the Tongtian River with a little excitement and apprehension, although the little paper crane conveyed the divine meaning, Mr. Ji's message was based on the main roads of each prefecture, and he would be able to travel unimpeded, and the final destination was not really in the city of Gyeonggi Province, but first waited in the Tongtian River.

But after all, Tongtianjiang has a real dragon, and Wu Chong, who doesn't know the relationship between Ji Yuan and the old dragon, is very worried about whether this side will give Mr. Ji face.

Sure enough, the old turtle's worry was not superfluous, and he only swam into the water for a while, when he was discovered by the Yaksha who patrolled the river, and the two Yaksha approached quickly and stretched out their steel forks to stop the old turtle.

"Where are you from the Water Tribe, and what are you doing with me going to the Tianjiang River?"

The old turtle hurriedly saluted.

"Under the surname Wu Ming Chong, he is an old turtle who practices in the Chunmu River, and he came to Tongtianjiang on the order of Mr. Ji, and I have Mr. 's decree here. ”

As he spoke, the old turtle carefully spit out the note, and then unfolded it.

"Calculate the fate of the fate, hold this passage ......"

A Yaksha reached out and touched the decree, and the words on the note flashed brightly.

"It's really Mr. Ji!"

The two Yaksha hurriedly took a step back and saluted the old turtle with steel forks in hand.

"I'm going to offend, and I hope to forgive you, where is Wu Daoyou going to the middle of the river, and I'll send you to the right section of the river. ”

"This, Mr. said that he was waiting in the river outside the capital. ”

Yaksha nodded, and one led the turtle to the appropriate section of the river, while the other Yaksha quickly swam back to the water house.