Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 315
The waves of the Han River are surging, and the flow of people in Xiangyang City is like weaving.

A large number of people gathered on both sides of the street, both men, women and children, and it was extremely crowded.

The broad street has already been sprinkled with yellow sand and watered, making it extremely clean, even the cleanest in a century.

The streets with a width of four feet have already been cleared.

People were crowded, and as early as when the street was required to be cleaned, there were many rumors that this was the return of King Yu of the Jian Kingdom.

Even if it wasn't King Yu, he was still a big man with such a big formation, so the common people were reluctant to part with such excitement.

The crowd whispered, and many people deeply affirmed that it was definitely His Royal Highness King Yu.

And in the restaurant by the street, on the window sill of a box, a man frowned and watched, sat down again and again from time to time, tossing and turning.

He was dressed in a royal blue robe, with red silk on his hair, and his fair face was full of anxiety.

On the side, a young man with a white face and red lips said softly, "Brother, please sit down."

"Han'er, you don't understand!"

Mu Tianbo sighed, his face full of helplessness: "After coming to Xiangyang for two months, then Zhao Shu doesn't want to see us at all, so he just stays here and eats the mountain, why is he not in a hurry?"

"Then if you take a look at King Yu, will you be able to solve the problem?"

Mu Han disguised herself as a man, with red lips and white teeth, she wrinkled her mouth and muttered.

"The king of Yu is in Luoyang to supervise the country, causing huge waves in the whole south, and the king of Lu in Hangzhou is also in charge of the country. This is a good show."

Mu Tianbo's escape in the past year has already sobered up and matured, but he is still a little naive:

"People often say that the son of heaven always has some visions, which are different from others. King Lu can't see him. Let's see what King Yu looks like."

Mu Han ignored him and ate the side dishes directly.

"I'm coming!"

Unable to hold back his temper, Mu Tianbo turned to the window again and stretched out his neck to look around.

But at this moment, a wave of sound hit, almost turning the entire Xiangyang City upside down, shaking people's hearts.

"Long live, long live—"

Over and over again, the people raised their hands and cheered, overjoyed.

"Unexpectedly, King Yu's reputation is so high."

Mu Han took a small step, leaning against the window, pushing his brother out with his little butt, watching the convoy slowly moving forward, he couldn't help sighing.

"In the entire Xiangyang City, [-]% are the army and their families, how can it be not high?"

Mu Tianbo said with some envy.

"It's also good to be able to control the army and gain the morale of the army!"

Mu Han said casually.

Mu Tianbo was speechless, and could only watch.

He really wanted to know how this King Yu, who was about the same age as him, had such great achievements, could it be that he was really blessed by his ancestors?
Damn it!Even my younger sister is full of admiration, but she has never adored my brother.

Looking at Mu Han's side face that was about to glow, Mu Tianbo felt more and more uncomfortable.

At this time, the cavalry leading the way in front of us whizzed by, majestic and dignified, and the armor on their bodies reflected dazzling light.

Suddenly, music came.

A band of more than a hundred people represents authority and solemnity.

Immediately, King Yu's luxurious and extravagant king frame, pulled by eight horses, almost occupied half of the street.

The people kneeling on both sides were not only separated from the carriage by soldiers, but also a distance of Zhang wide, which was enough to protect the safety of King Yu.

"Long live——" the sound waved layer upon layer, and the common people knelt down to greet each other.

At this time, the assassin's power is almost equal to nothing.

Zhu Yixi lifted the curtain of the car this time and looked sideways at the people who loved him.

Although he understood that most of these people were because of his identity.

However, for people on tall buildings, their profile can be seen clearly.

The car window was ajar, and the brother and sister peeked carefully.

"The appearance is average, but the skin is a little rough. I think it really came from a long distance."

I am used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, Mu Tianbo commented.

Mu Han said: "This appearance is different from those young masters in the powder pile, and it has a little bit of tenacity."

Mu Tianbo was a little annoyed.

Immediately, he sat down directly, and after a while, he said: "It seems that I really want to see him."

Returning to the palace mightily, Zhu Yixi saw his daughter.

The eldest daughter born by Huang Jieer is three months old.

In addition, Sun Xueniang also gave birth to a daughter, which disappointed the whole palace.

That's why he hurried home.

However, he has no prejudice against the two daughters. After all, they are both his own flesh and blood, so there is not much difference.

Therefore, he hurriedly comforted the two daughters, and gave them nicknames, Zhinu and Qingnu.

Sisters Sun Xuan'er, Zhang Man, and Zhang Yu, who were due to give birth, and Miaoxian, who was found pregnant just a few days after he left, all gave birth one after another.

The bed was full of enthusiasm, and Miaoxian, who was indifferent and calm in the hall, still looked indifferent at this time, as if she hadn't conceived.

The harvest period is about to usher, and Zhu Yixi is in a good mood.

There must be one of the four!

With such a mood, he held an imperial meeting and listened to reports from Zhao Shu, Yan Chongxin, and Zhang Shenyan.

There is no chaos in the busy, stable Huguang, attracting people to come out of the mountain gradually, Dingkou is growing rapidly.

These are troops and taxes.

However, for Zhu Yixi, the most important thing is to turn Jian Guo from fiction to reality, and even step out of the threshold to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.

"Nanjing is the accompanying capital of the imperial court, and Nanzhili is a land of heavy taxation. It must not be allowed to fall into the enemy's hands. It must be taken back, especially before the summer harvest."

King Yu looked at the four of them and said in a deep voice.

"I'll understand!" The four clasped their hands, emotionally.

Jian Guo is the half-step emperor, and Nanjing is the final seal, which must be affixed before the southern provinces can be justifiably captured.

"Your Highness, King Lu is overseeing the country in Hangzhou, we have to speed up."

Zhao Shu said softly.

"King Lu? He played the piano in order to protect that nail, so he couldn't even write. How about He Jianguo?"

Zhu Yixi understood this, and said disdainfully: "Although the Manchus don't have many troops in Nanjing, it's not something King Lu can get."

King Yu's words were full of confidence.

Zhao Shu also agreed: "Compared to the Qing Dynasty, our military strength is relatively small. It is inevitable to win the city of Nanjing, but we have to think about how to defend it."

"So?" Zhu Yixi wanted to know what he was trying to sell.

"So, Your Highness, we must get Gao Jie's support so that he can hold Jian Nu's forces in Shandong and Huaibei."

Zhao Shu spoke, frowning.

"Gao Jie's mind is wild, I'm afraid it's hard to persuade."

King Yu sighed.

"So, Your Highness, you must give him benefits."

On the side, Zhang Shenyan's indifferent face showed a little emotion: "Guide Mansion will allow Gao Jie to move towards Henan, and there will be another way out for him."

"Henan!"

Zhu Yixi thought about it.

"Then give it to him, and sooner or later it will be taken back, but this is the last attempt."

"Even if there are such a group of people standing there, I'm afraid Jiannu won't feel at ease. Guide Mansion is not too expensive."

Yan Chongxin added.

(End of this chapter)