Daming heir

Chapter 342

The reason why a disaster is a disaster is because it has never been faced and suddenly appeared.

When a person has been in the desert, then the lack of water is not a disaster.

When the people in the prefectures and counties on both sides of the Yangtze River were still suffering from disasters because of the continuous snowfall for more than 20 days, the north had already been frozen, and the people did not say anything because this year was just a little colder than last year.

Because this is already their living habit.

Peking City.

There are streaks of black smoke floating in the city, which are all produced after the coal mined from the nearby coal mountain mine is burned.

But outside the city, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

The eyes are all covered in silver.

A distance away from the city wall, there are continuous houses, attached to the city wall.

Because the New Year's Eve is approaching, both inside and outside the city of Beiping are filled with the festive atmosphere.

Regardless of how much money each household has, big or small red lanterns are already hanging on the gate.

The Anding Gate in the north of the city, on the gate tower outside the urn city, is surrounded by a group of people in armor or official robes, looking at the snow field to the north.

In the middle of the crowd was Zhu Di, who was wearing the common clothes of the clan of the Ming Dynasty and wore a long knife on his waist, and beside him was a monk in black monk robes.

It was no one else, but after the death of Empress Xiaoci in the 15th year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang selected monks to accompany the kings to chant scriptures and pray for blessings.And Yao Guangxiao, the Daoyan monk who came to Zhu Di's side, was recommended by Zuo Shan Shizong, the monk recording department at that time.

Surrounding the two were Yan Dun and Shen Kui, the chief ministers of Beiping, Wang Li, the inspector, and relevant generals of the capital of Beiping.

It can be said unceremoniously that if at this time, a few artillery pieces were placed outside the Anding Gate and aimed at the city tower for a few rounds, the entire defense line of the entire Beiping front line of the Ming Dynasty would collapse directly.

It's just that at this moment, these people don't have such worries, on the contrary, everyone has joy and expectation on their faces.

The chief envoy Yan Dun glanced at the flying snow that had already risen on the snow field in the distance, then turned to Zhu Di and bowed, saying: "The end of the new year is approaching, and Peiping has learned of General Zhang's success. This year, the ministers and others can sleep peacefully again. Got it."

"Zhiyuan is the general of Wang Fu!"

Zhu Di was far happier than the others, stretched out his hand to pat the cold city wall, and without hesitation, praised Zhang Zhiyuan who was about to lead the army back in triumph.

He also saw the snow field outside Andingmen, the flying snow caused by Zhang Zhiyuan's triumphant return and his horse stepping on the snow field.

A man stepped out from the group of generals on the other side, he was well-proportioned, mighty and elegant.

"Your Highness, there was a snowstorm in the south of the Yangtze River this winter, but the imperial court did not use the grain stored in the Huai'an Mansion. When the spring grain and grass are shipped to Beiping, His Highness can personally command the army to plow the courtyard and Mobei.

This time, Zhiyuan conquered the tribes in Monan and Bashang Grasslands, which can be regarded as an outpost for His Highness. Before our army goes deep into Mobei next year, there will be no more involvement. "

Zhu Di looked away from the outside of the city, looked at the young general who was talking, and smiled: "Shimei can't wait to follow this king to lead troops to conquer Mobei?"

Zhang Yu nodded honestly and said: "The last general only wishes to follow His Royal Highness to the north of Mobei, and seal the wolf as Xu."

"Such a good thing, how can you make your beauty in the world more beautiful than before?"

A shout came from behind Zhang Yu.

Without looking back, Zhang Yu could tell who the other party was, and shook his head helplessly.

Zhu Neng, who was wearing heavy armor, came out and looked out of the city: "Your Highness, this time Zhiyuan comes back, you must ask him to compete with the last general. Every time the last general wants to compete with him, he is rejected He gave an excuse to escape, what a fool!"

Looking at the two most important generals under his command with such a fighting spirit, Zhu Di was very heroic in his heart: "Today is only to lead Zhiyuan to victory. When the spring blossoms next year, I will wait for my horse to ride Mobei." day!"

On the city tower, there was a burst of cheers and echoes.

But Yao Guangxiao, who was accompanying Zhu Di, looked at the triumphant army approaching outside the city, but his eyes flickered faintly.

Such mountains and rivers, such a victorious army, only use horses to ride Mobei?
Yao Guangxiao's gaze gradually deepened, looking out of the city, it seemed that Zhang Zhiyuan, who had returned in the wind and snow, had already been brought into sight.

This is the real up-and-comer of King Yan's Mansion and Beiping Dusi, either on the horse stepping on the prairie, or on the way to prepare the horse to step on the prairie.

And the most amazing thing is that it is such a person who was originally demoted from the capital to the Nine Sides. It stands to reason that he must have had terrible luck.

If not, how could he have lost Shangzhiqin Army Habayashi Wei, the Son of Heaven's army errand, but ran to Jiubian instead.

But it happened to be such a person. After arriving in Peiping, his luck turned out to be extremely good.

Every time he leads the army to fight against the Yuan thieves on the grassland, Zhang Zhiyuan is like the Marquis Wu who can predict the future. .

Such a strong general in the army is really willing to spend his whole life trapped outside the Nine Frontiers?
Countless thoughts flashed through Yao Guangxiao's mind in an instant.

I want to meet this person.

In private!

Outside the Anding Gate of Beiping City.

Leading [-] soldiers and horses to go deep into the grasslands before winter, Zhang Zhiyuan, who had been fed by the enemy for three months, finally returned from victory, holding the reins in his hand, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

He steered the war horse under his crotch, and looked up at Beiping City, which was already close at hand.

This is the third year that I have come to Peiping.

It seemed that he was about to forget what Jiangnan looked like.

And in the past three years, I have also worked step by step, relying on the information sent by the hidden guards from time to time, all the way to the position of the guard commander of the Yan Palace and the commander of the Beiping capital.

He likes the golden and iron horses outside the Nine Frontiers, and he likes to lead the soldiers under his command to ride across the grasslands in Mobei.

But he also misses the gentleness of Jiangnan and his family.

And in the depths of Zhang Zhiyuan's heart, there is even more hidden gratitude to the emperor's grandson who is now in power.

The crowd on the tower of Andingmen has been imprinted in Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes.

The figure of His Highness King Yan is still the stalwart over there.

Zhang Zhiyuan couldn't help sighing softly.

If I had never worked in Habayashi Guard back then, or if I had known King Yan earlier, then I would not have to think about so many things after nightfall.

Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly thought of Guan Erye.

Perhaps, it is impossible for me to become a person like Guan Erye, but my current mood must be the same as that of Guan Erye back then.

"General, when we return to Beiping City this time, it will be the 28th year of Hongwu after the Chinese New Year."

A cavalryman wrapped in a thick robe drove his horse to Zhang Zhiyuan's side from the back of the team and said something in a low voice.

Zhang Zhiyuan turned his head to look at the other party.

"Tang Ke, is there any news from the south?"

Tang Keke, who had become a 'dead man' since Nanjing, rode the horse and kept only half a horse's distance behind Zhang Zhiyuan. He glanced sideways at the Beiping City in front of him, and then nodded silently.

Zhang Yuanzhi's eyes flickered.

It's not that he hasn't tried it, it's just that he can't figure it out every time. Tang Keke, who suddenly came to Beiping from Yingtian and found himself, got the news every time.

Zhang Zhiyuan nodded silently: "What's the news this time?"

Tang Keke said in a low voice: "Ying Tian wants the general to have a chance to get in touch with Yao Guangxiao."

Zhang Zhiyuan's brows covered with wind and snow could not help but frown: "Master Daoyan?"

He didn't ask why he did this. In the past few years, there have been countless news from Yingtian.Among them were information about what he was asked to do in Beiping, as well as news about the thieves outside the Great Wall.

Accept the news, complete the tasks according to the requirements, and destroy the Yuan thief according to the information.

This is what Zhang Zhiyuan has done in the past three years.

He thought for a while, then nodded again: "I see. Let's pass on the order. After the army enters the city, go back to the camp and rest for three days. I will ask for a military order to let the brothers go home and reunite before the end of the year."

Tang Keke immediately clasped his fists together, and under the watchful eyes of the returning officers and soldiers in the ranks behind him, he said loudly, "This subordinate takes orders."

Then he turned his horse's head and rushed all the way to the back of the team, conveying the latest military order to every small banner officer.

……

Prince Yan's Mansion in Peking.

Because the army returned to the city victorious today, after the palace got the news a few days ago, it began to hold a celebration banquet.

Today, after Zhang Zhiyuan, the commander of the guards of King Yan's Mansion and the commander of the capital of Beiping, finally returned as the leader of the army, the banquet at King Yan's Mansion started immediately.

"With me waiting on the nine sides, the imperial court is safe!"

Already drunk, Zhu Neng raised the wine glass in his hand and greeted everyone present.

Qiu Fu, who is now an errand in Yanshan Guard and has never started a family, also staggered out from the crowd.

"Da Ming is mighty!"

"The king of Yan is all victorious!"

For a while, the three rounds of wine had already been drunk, and there was a roar in the hall where everyone was slightly drunk.

Zhang Zhiyuan, who was the host of the banquet, retreated to a corner while holding his wine glass, watching everything in front of him quietly.

"The general doesn't seem to be happy with the victory?"

Just as Zhang Zhiyuan was still thinking about how he should fulfill the latest request from Yingtian, a voice rang in his ear.

He immediately glanced sideways.

Yao Guangxiao, who was wearing a black monk robe, appeared in front of his eyes with his palms folded.

Zhang Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, and turned around quickly: "The general has seen the master."

Yao Guangxiao shook his head: "The poor monk is only a monk, how dare he accept the gift of the general."

Zhang Zhiyuan, who had been drunk by those soldiers before, wished he could get the drink out of his stomach at this moment.

He bit the tip of his tongue, tried to make his mind clearer, and looked at the monk in front of him with puzzled eyes: "I don't know why the master is here?"

Yao Guangxiao looked sideways at the banquet where Zhu Di was accompanied by demons dancing wildly, smiled helplessly, and looked sideways to the outside of the hall: "I don't know if the general can do you a favor and go out with the poor monk to enjoy the snow?"

What does he want to do?
Or did he find out about himself?
Alarm bells rang in Zhang Zhiyuan's heart. During the three years in Beiping City, he might not know about other things, but he was very clear about King Yan's attitude towards Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao ignored Zhang Zhiyuan, but walked out of the hall first.

Zhang Zhiyuan had no choice but to take steps to follow.

When the two walked outside, there was no one around.

Yao Guangxiao finally stopped in front of a wintersweet tree in full bloom.

"The general is brave, and he made great military exploits this winter. The poor monk congratulates the general first."

Zhang Zhiyuan raised his hand and shook it again and again, and then pulled his collar apart, so that the cold wind outside could blow over his skin, so that he could maintain his calm at this moment.

Then, he said in a deep voice: "It's just a small gain, I dare not say it is a great military exploit. It is the greatest wish of the last general to be a pawn of His Highness and protect the peace of my Ming Dynasty frontier."

Yao Guangxiao looked at the humble Zhang Zhiyuan calmly, smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "Your Highness, General Guan, what's your comment?"

Zhang Zhiyuan was taken aback.

Yu Guangli, his saber was already taken off when he entered the table.

Otherwise, Zhang Zhiyuan swears, he will definitely draw his sword and look at the strange monk in front of him now.

Showing a drunken appearance, Zhang Zhiyuan hesitated for a while before he said: "Your Highness is a heroic warrior, and he is a rare commander in our Nine Front Army. With His Highness, Beiping will be peaceful. It is the last general's luck to be able to follow His Highness." .”

"Oh?" Yao Guangxiao let out a soft sigh, and said in a persuasive way: "Is that all?"

What else could it be?

Do you want to go to heaven?

Zhang Zhiyuan thought of what Tang Keke had said to him when he entered the city not long ago today.

Could it be that the monk in front of him who has a close relationship with His Highness King Yan is a demon monk, and His Highness wants to find out the evidence of this fellow himself, and then expose it to King Yan?

At this time, Zhang Zhiyuan hadn't thought of anything more.

He simply thought that it was the people behind Tang Keke who worked for the grandson who found out that Yao Guangxiao was not a good person, so he had to pay attention in advance to prevent this person from doing anything wrong in Beiping City and His Royal Highness King Yan.

Under Yao Guangxiao's watchful eyes, Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly jumped up on tiptoes, and then quickly scrambled on the railing next to him regardless of his image, and vomited with his mouth wide open.

Zhang Zhiyuan, who secretly induced vomiting, vomited for a long time. When he vomited until his stomach was empty and there was nothing to vomit, he turned around limply and slid on the ground.

He raised his head, but Yao Guangxiao's figure could still be seen, and he had no idea where he had gone.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!"

"Zhiyuan?"

"My good fellow, you actually ran here secretly, did you deliberately snatch the wine?"

"Hurry up and go in with the brothers, the prince has spoken today, the brothers will not return if they are not drunk!"

Just as Zhang Zhiyuan was wondering who Yao Guangxiao was, Zhang Yu, Zhu Neng and the others came out holding wine glasses.

Without waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan's reaction, these people stepped forward to support him back into the hall.

Zhang Zhiyuan, who was held up, could only shake his head helplessly in the end, and followed the arrangement of these people not to get drunk or to return.

……

Yingtian City.

In a few days, it will be the Chinese New Year.

After the new year, it means the end of Hongwu's 27 years and the arrival of a new year.

The recent court hall seemed extraordinarily peaceful.

Since Zhan Hui, the former Minister of the Ministry of Officials, left the court, he seemed to have taken away the past debates in the court.

Even in the face of the snow situation in the south of the Yangtze River this time, the imperial court dismissed many officials, but it did not cause as much disturbance as in the past.

But in the city, there are many more monks and Taoist priests these days.

In the spring of the 28th year of Hongwu, the royal family will convene a water and land ceremony and ritual rituals in the capital, which has already been spread through the decree of the court.

It's just that after sorting out Hongwu's 27-year expenses, the imperial court also entered the stage of sealing, and took a sit-and-watch attitude towards these changes and things that would not happen immediately.

"Court officials are getting more and more wrong."

Zhu Gaochi appeared in front of Zhu Yunxi still worried.

It seems that since the second half of this year, he has always been so concerned about the country and the people.

Zhu Yunxi, who was reviewing the last batch of secret performances sent from various places this year, immediately raised his head and looked behind Xiaopang.

Not seeing the little boy, he let out a sigh of relief.

Then he raised his head and looked at Xiaopang: "You sit down first."

Zhu Gaochi sat down cross-legged: "Yesterday, I discussed with the officials of the household department in advance about the promotion of taxation to Zhili and various provinces in the south of the Yangtze River next year. .”

"Isn't this not good?" Zhu Yunxi threw the last secret performance sent back from Beiping into the charcoal stove beside him, watched the pieces of paper turn into ashes, and looked at Fatty Faintly.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at the charcoal stove, was very dissatisfied with Zhu Yunxi's answer, and curled his lips: "They don't even say anything to refute now. I asked them to tell them. Could it be that I asked them for 100 million taels of silver to do something, and they would be satisfied?" ?”

"That depends on how much money each department can get from the court council apportionment after the new year."

Zhu Gaochi looked at Zhu Yunxi's appearance like a wild crane, and he was so angry that his back teeth were about to be crushed.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "I still feel that something big is about to happen!"

"Yuan people broke into Yingtian City?" Zhu Yunxie teased, and then said seriously: "You can see it clearly, and I can see it too. Grandpa and father can also see it clearly. At the same time, the officials know it, and we know theirs." current attitude."

"Then you, as well as Grandpa Huang and Uncle, just do nothing?" Zhu Gaochi was a little impatient.

Zhu Yunxi looked at Xiaopang: "What to do? Even innovation needs to be done step by step. There is no rush. Now, I will listen to the words of Grandpa Huang. The most important thing is to spread the branches and leaves for our family as soon as possible."

Zhu Gaochi had a weird look on his face, and his eyes moved down honestly, looking at Zhu Yunxi's waist and abdomen, and then he seemed to think of something, and said: "By the way, Zhihui has chosen the person from the dao family. The real Sun Biyun of Shaohua Mountain was just summoned to Beijing by the emperor this year."

"The living disciple of Master Sanfeng?" Zhu Yunxi finally became interested.

Zhu Gaochi nodded: "Didn't Grandpa have a dream this year, and then Immortal Sun came to Beijing, I just met a few days ago, and let him live in Chaotian Palace.

Zhihui is also a sensible person, knowing that selecting candidates for the Daomen is both an opportunity and a taboo. It just so happens that Sun Zhenren is here, and it is just right for him to preside over the ritual rituals of the Daomen next year, and no one can say anything. "

Zhu Yunxi hummed twice.

If Sun Biyun is chosen, who can say anything?
That is the disciple of Sanfeng Immortal.

……

Looking for a monthly ticket, this month is expected to have a thousand monthly tickets!
　emmm~ Yao Guangxiao is a foreshadowing, and you can guess Judy's follow-up plot (I won't copy the comments).

　　
　
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