Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 934 The army is dispatched
"You and I have been saying these things for so many years, what are you doing? What atonement is not atonement!" Zhao Wen comforted.

Liu Wenzhong's complexion was very bad, as if he was exhausted.

Zhao Wen deeply understood that the current Liu Wenzhong is all supported by a breath.

If the qi dissipates, the person will be gone.

"Your Majesty, from your Majesty's rise to the present, His Majesty has made great achievements.

There are some things that the minister dare not even think about.If there is no His Majesty, who knows what the world is like now?
When I met His Majesty for the first time, I only thought about whether His Majesty could help the world, but never expected His Majesty to achieve such a feat. "

"Emperor Qin, Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu, in front of His Majesty, they are not even worthy of carrying shoes.

Your Majesty's contribution far surpasses all dynasties, Your Majesty."

Liu Wenzhong said a lot, as if he had been holding back for decades.

Liu Wenzhong knew that if he didn't say it, he would never be able to say it again.

Zhao Wen stood quietly by the bed, listening to Liu Wenzhong's narration.

"Your Majesty's achievements far surpass those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns.
Your Majesty, a person's lifespan is sometimes exhausted, and I have nothing to be reconciled to. The only thing I am not reconciled to is that I can no longer serve Your Majesty.

This is the greatest dissatisfaction in the minister's heart. "Liu Wenzhong looked at Zhao Wen with unwillingness on his face.

Zhao Wen stood beside Liu Wenzhong's bed, holding Liu Wenzhong's right hand, "Aiqing, rest well, and after she recovers, she will do things for me!"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I can't do anything. The young talents in the court are like crucian carp crossing the river. With these people around, I can feel at ease!" Liu Wenzhong said in a low tone. "I know the number of my life, I know that I can follow His Majesty in this life, it's worth it, it's worth it in this life!"

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Wen walked out of Liu Wenzhong's room.

"Call Liu Qing over!" Zhao Wen said to Zhao Mingyu who was following behind him.

Zhao Mingyu walked down with Zhao Wen's order.

Liu Qing is the eldest son of Liu Wenzhong.

A moment later, Liu Qing stood in front of Zhao Wen.

"Your father's death is approaching, spend more time with him in the future!" Zhao Wen said to Liu Qing.

"Follow Your Majesty's orders!"

"Your father's posthumous title, I've already thought about it, let's call it 'Wen Zheng'!"

"'Wenzheng'? Thank you Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty!!!"

Liu Qing knelt down directly, and said that he was about to kowtow to Zhao Wen.

The best posthumous title for a civil official is Wenzheng. The officials who have received this posthumous title from ancient times to the present are almost all figures who have been famous in the annals of history.

This posthumous title is also the lifelong pursuit of civil servants.

Zhao Wen set this posthumous title as an affirmation of Liu Wenzhong.

"Get up and tell your father. That's the posthumous title, I'll go back first!" Zhao Wen said, and left here.

Monarchs and ministers are different, it is impossible for Zhao Wen to be here with Liu Wenzhong all the time.

After Zhao Wen left, Liu Qing came to Liu Wenzhong's bedroom.

"His Majesty is gone?"

Seeing Liu Qing walking in, Liu Wenzhong asked weakly.

"Your Majesty is gone. Dad, Your Majesty has decided on your posthumous title!" Liu Qing knelt beside Liu Wenzhong's bed, "Your Majesty has set your posthumous title as 'Wenzheng'!"

"What? Wenzheng? Really?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wenzhong sat up straight away, and his complexion improved a lot in an instant.

The posthumous title of Wenzheng is a very precious and rare posthumous title for civil servants.

Li Dongyang in the Zhengde period knew that his posthumous name was Wenzheng when he was dying, so he knelt down directly to kowtow to Yang Yiqing who conveyed the news.

This is the most popular posthumous title since the Song Dynasty, and it is the posthumous title coveted by countless civil servants.

"Father, Your Majesty Shengming gave you such a good posthumous title!" Liu Qing knelt by the bed and said.

"Your Majesty is a rare sage in the world, a rare sage." Liu Wenzhong kept talking about Zhao Wen's benefits in his heart.

That night, Liu Wenzhong, who had been exhausted all his life, left this world full of unwillingness.

After hearing the news, Zhao Wen stopped for three days and asked Zhao Mingyu to help Liu Wenzhong's coffin to express his utmost respect.

Liu Wenzhong's funeral was very grand, while Zhao Wen's was completely in accordance with the standards of a state funeral.

Liu Wenzhong is the official in charge of the Council, and a country cannot live without a king, and the Council is the same.

On the seventh day after Liu Wenzhong's burial, Zhao Wen held a court meeting to select the officials in charge of the Council.

Sitting on the throne of the Golden Luan Hall, Zhao Wen looked at the civil and military officials standing below, and suddenly let out a long sigh for no reason.

Most of the officials standing below are very old, and there are even some old and gray-haired officials.

These officials have been following Zhao Wen for a long time, and after so many years, they are getting older day by day.

Zhao Wen is not Zhu Yuanzhang, he is not so murderous, as long as he does not commit crimes, Zhao Wen will basically not touch them.

Therefore, many officials have lived until now.

During the entire court meeting, Zhao Wen basically didn't say anything.

It is entirely hosted by Zhao Mingyu. Now Zhao Mingyu is a handsome young man. With Zhao Wen's training for so many years, he can already take charge of himself.

After the Great Court Meeting ended, Zhao Mingyu handed over the formulated meeting regulations to Zhao Wen. After Zhao Wen read them, he implemented them according to the contents of the regulations.

Liu Wenzhong is gone, but life is still going on day by day.

Zhao Mingyu was getting bigger and bigger, and it would be unreasonable not to marry a wife.

Zhao Mingyu had reached the age of marriage a long time ago. At that time, Zhao Wen had been delaying Zhao Mingyu's marriage in order to prevent civil and military conflicts from happening.

As Zhao Mingyu got older, there was no way to delay this matter any longer.

"Let Mingyu come to see me!" Zhao Wen looked at Chen Donglai who was standing beside him.

Chen Donglai was also very old. If it wasn't for Chen Donglai's unwillingness to leave Zhao Wen, Zhao Wen would have made Chen Donglai quit.

Not long after, Zhao Mingyu came to the imperial study.

"father!"

Zhao Mingyu stood in front of Zhao Wen and saluted Zhao Wen.

"You are seventeen this year, and you are placed in the home of ordinary people. You are already married." Zhao Wen looked at his son and said.

"Before, I kept pressing you against getting married early. Do you know why?"

"Father must have his own considerations. I will listen to my father for these things!" Zhao Mingyu replied respectfully.

"That being said, I don't know how many times your mother has caused trouble because of this matter.

If you don't consider your marriage anymore, your mother will probably destroy the palace! " Zhao Wen said.

"What kind of girl do you like?"

"Everything is according to father's arrangement!" Zhao Mingyu said.

"Well, it means you didn't say anything! That's enough, you go down!" Zhao Wen waved his hand at Zhao Mingyu, signaling Zhao Mingyu to leave first.

After Zhao Mingyu left, Zhao Wen stood up and walked towards the harem.

Zhao Mingyu's marriage is a big event. If Zhao Wen had the final say on this matter, Li Xiaoying would probably blow the entire harem to the ground!
After Zhao Wen came to the harem, he went directly to Li Xiaoying's Kunning Palace.

The Kunning Palace in the Imperial Palace in Beijing is much larger and more luxurious than the one in Xuanzhen.

It stands to reason that living in such a palace should make people feel good.

However, Li Xiaoying was not in a good mood at all.

Some time ago, Li Xiaoying's godfather Liu Wenzhong passed away, which made Li Xiaoying feel uncomfortable for a long time.

After finally recovering, Li Xiaoying looked at her growing son and couldn't help worrying.

Just as Zhao Wen walked into Kunning Palace, he was seen by Li Xiaoying who was sitting inside.

"Why do you have time to come to me today? You don't care about your son's marriage? You are so old, don't you care?

Whose father is as old as you, who doesn't even care about his son's marriage.

If it is placed in the homes of ordinary people, at such an age, maybe even grandchildren will be hugged! "

As soon as Zhao Wen came in, Li Xiaoying gave Zhao Wen a blow.

Zhao Wen looked embarrassed, "I came today just for this matter!"

Sitting beside Li Xiaoying, Zhao Wen said, "I'm here today for this purpose. Look, my son's marriage..."

Next, Zhao Wen and Li Xiaoying discussed Zhao Mingyu's marriage.

At the end of the discussion, the two called Zhao Mingyu over again and asked for his opinion.

After almost three or four days of busy work, Zhao Mingyu's marriage was finally finalized.

The selection of the crown princess is imitated from the Ming Dynasty, choosing from the homes of ordinary people.

Doing so can prevent relatives from becoming bigger, and can also prevent civil and military struggles.

After the specific regulations were finalized, Zhao Wen handed over the matter to the Ministry of Rites.

The Ministry of Rites received Zhao Wen's order and quickly arranged it.

A huge concubine selection ceremony was held across the country. After three months of selection, a virtuous, virtuous and well-mannered princess was finally selected.

Zhao Wen and Li Xiaoying agreed with the chosen princess.

There is nothing simple about the royal family. Zhao Mingyu's wedding was completely planned in accordance with Zhou etiquette.

Years ago, only the engagement was done.

In the spring of Qiyuan 11, Zhao Mingyu's wedding was completed.

The 11th year of Qiyuan is a year worth remembering. This year is not only the year when Zhao Mingyu got married, but also the year when Zhao Wen prepared to attack the West.

Zhao Wen didn't want to wait any longer. In today's country, there is basically nothing going on. The country is stable and the people are rich.

At this time, it is the best time to send troops.

On the first day of May in the 11th year of Qiyuan, Zhao Wen held the Great Court Meeting.

At the Great Court Meeting, in addition to officials from various ministries, there were also major officials from the navy, land and air forces.

Zhao Wen issued an order to prepare to send troops at the Great Court Meeting.

After the Great Court Meeting, Zhao Wen asked the Military Academy, the Council of Political Affairs and other departments to formulate detailed plans for sending troops.

In a month's time, a complete plan was finally formulated.

In late June, Zhao Wen began to mobilize troops.

In this war, Zhao Wen intends to attack the west by sea and land.

The 20 army moved to the western border, and the four fleets of the navy also began to go west.

The navy has an aircraft carrier, and the aircraft carrier has aircraft, so the air force basically joins the army in attacking westward from the border.

After the war started, the whole country was like an engine, running rapidly.

Orders from the army flew into the factory like snowflakes, and the factory was also desperately producing.

……

The mighty army took the train all the way west, and almost every train going west was full of soldiers.

There is also the combat power of flying in the air. The country has not seen such a scene for a long time.

Because the railway did not reach the western border, it only reached Hamiwei, so these soldiers had to get off at Hamiwei.

20 soldiers were hoarded in Hamiwei, and the barracks stretched for more than a dozen miles with no end in sight.

At the temporary airport outside the city, planes take off at any time.

Man Gui, who was guarding the Western Regions, had never seen such a situation before. He stood on the wall of Hamiwei, looking at the continuous barracks outside the city and the planes flying in the sky, his face flushed as if he had drunk wine.

"When have you seen such a scene? I have lived most of my life, and I have never seen such a scene.

His majesty's military strength, even if it is a god descending from the earth, it can fight with it. " Man Gui said generously.

At this time, Hamiwei was surrounded by soldiers and various materials, and there were various materials arriving continuously at the train station.

The army's tanks have begun to assemble. They are the vanguard of the army and set off first.

The army has more than 3000 tanks in total. This is Zhao Wen's wealth accumulated over the years, and he plans to take it out at once this time.

Among the 2000 tanks, more than 1000 are firewood tanks, and only more than [-] tanks burn oil.

Over the years, the amount of oil extracted has increased, but the domestic industrial demand has also increased.

In order to ensure domestic industrial development, the number of tanks refueled is not large.

After all, a tank that burns wood is also invincible in the world.

More than 3000 tanks formed three large tank corps and began to gather outside Hamiwei.

The gathered tanks seem to be catching up with the horizon, so vast that the edge cannot be seen.

"My lord, it's a pity that you are not in this battle. It would be great if you were there!" A guard standing behind Mangui looked enviously at the army outside the city.

"Time is not forgiving, and His Majesty is also thinking of me. Although I can't go, my son can go, and it's the same if he goes."

Man Gui's son is a student of the Army University and has graduated for several years.

Man Gui's son is now the commander of a tank battalion.

Half a month later, the tank army of the first echelon set off.

More than 1000 tanks were divided into ten formations and headed west.

On the Gobi Desert covered with yellow sand, the yellow sand crushed by the tanks pierced into the sky, and the planes flying in the air followed closely behind.

At the same time, the navy assembled in Java also set off.

The navy's four fleets have left their station a long time ago, and these four fleets will head west after replenishing in Java.

They will follow the sea stronghold established by Zhao Daniu and Song Hu, all the way west.

The mighty fleet is like a huge hand, covering the sea.

An aircraft carrier full of aircraft is like a hill, sailing on the sea.

The four fleets are divided into four batches and heading west. No one in this world can stop such a force.

All these countries in the West are not aware of it.

After Zhao Daniu took over the Ottoman Empire, he did not take the next step. These Westerners thought they were safe, and gradually let go of their guard.

If they knew about such things, no one in the entire West would be able to sleep peacefully.

Far away, Wu Keshan and Manzhu Xili were sitting in a conference room.

This conference room was built by He Donglang before.

Wu Keshan and Manzhu Xili had never fought so far away, and they didn't know the situation here, so the two were also dominated by He Donglang.

But because of their identities, He Donglang still gave them the greatest respect.

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