Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty: Suppress the mythical martial arts at the beginning!

Chapter 25 The emperor looks forward to the dragon!

With great difficulty, the semicircular open space in front of the palace was barely maintained.

"What a violent flow of people!"

A trickle of sweat fell on Feng Bao's forehead, sighing at the scene in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this top of the Forbidden City has such great magic power!

This is just the scene in front of the streets of Miyagi.

Based on the returns of major stalls.

In other places, although the flow of people is smaller, they are still huge and difficult to control.

This inevitably made Feng Bao feel a little worried.

At the moment, all the Jin Yiwei are still looking for people in the capital, and the responsibility for the pass falls entirely on Dongchang.

During the city tour last night, Feng Bao had already made arrangements in various places.

But I didn't expect that the crowd in the capital would actually reach such a high level, which was far beyond the expected level!
I don’t know if the various stalls can hold on.

Feng Bao looked at the crazy crowd in front of him, with a flash of worry in his heart.

Today's action, the emperor reiterated again and again, there is no room for error.

In case there is a problem in this area of ​​​​the East Factory.

Even if Feng Bao died ten thousand times, he still wouldn't be able to make up for it!
What else are you talking about becoming the emperor’s sharp sword?

While he was worrying, an uninvited guest came over from the side.

"Eunuch Feng, it seems that Dongchang can't cope with it. It's very difficult."

Feng Bao turned his eyes and looked around, his expression suddenly changed.

"Yuhuatian? What are you doing here?"

The visitor turned out to be the governor of Xichang, Yuhuatian!
Yuhuatian smiled softly and said:

"The Emperor is very good at predicting events. He has long expected that today's events will develop like this."

"I was specifically asked to come to the West Factory to cooperate."

"For the emperor's sake, Xichang is at your disposal today."

Then he looked fiercely and said fiercely:

"There is absolutely no room for any mistakes in the deployment of the capital today!"

"If you smash it and disappoint the emperor, I won't be able to spare you!"

Feng Bao did not dare to show weakness and fired back:
"Ha! We don't know for sure who hit it, we'll see."

……

The blue dragon flew across the beam and passed over the busy officials from above.

On a normal day, this would be a perfectly disrespectful move.

But today, Qinglong can no longer care about so much.

A leap!
Qinglong stood in front of the Yangxin Hall, straightened his clothes, and rushed in quickly.

This is Zhu Yijun's rest time.

Every day, he would rest here for an hour.

Today, his homework is to practice calligraphy.

"emperor!"

"I need to report something important!"

Facing the sudden intrusion of Qinglong, Zhu Yijun responded casually without looking back.

"Report."

Instead, he looked at the huge rice paper in front of him.

The huge blank rice paper is almost as tall as a person.

It encompasses hundreds of rivers and accommodates mountains and rivers.

Zhu Yijun looked calm, raised the sheep hair halfway, and stopped in mid-air.

It seems like something is brewing.

Qinglong received the order and dragged out the map of the capital in his hand.

The map has been divided into multiple areas.

Qinglong stretched out his finger, pointed at one of the areas, and reported loudly:

"Your Majesty, Qilin reported that there are no traces of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng in Chengxifang."

Sweat slipped from Qinglong's fingertips, soaking the paper of the capital map.

As Qilin who manages the affairs of the capital.

The Jinyiwei of his department are best at carpet searches.

Qinglong described the Kirin tribe's search this way.

A gust of wind blew by, leaving no grass growing.

However, even with such an intense search, not even a single hair of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng has been found!
Obviously tonight is the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City!

Are these two people really descended from gods?
Zhu Yijun listened to Qinglong's panic-stricken report, but he acted extremely indifferently.There was no answer or sign.

Just silently facing the blank announcement, thinking quietly.

Qinglong looked at the Holy Lord like this and suddenly felt a little anxious.

On weekdays, he would not disturb the emperor when he was recuperating and resting.

But today, the situation is urgent, and the emperor is still having fun.

Their faces turned blue and red for a while, and their emotions floated in their hearts, extremely impetuous.

Zhu Yijun didn't care about Qinglong's changes.

It seems that I have an idea and lightly sticks to the ink.

Then he started to paint.

First a little, the style is lonely, and then a horizontal one.

Like lingering clouds in the wind circle, Zhu Yijun quickly turned his wrist.

Another point, another stroke, and another horizontal stroke.

Just like a great calligrapher, he uses ink freely and boldly, but without being vulgar.

in an instant.

A pair of calligraphy and painting is completely natural.

"Qinglong, how do you like this calligraphy and painting of mine?"

Zhu Yijun turned sideways and showed his face.

With one stroke, the word "Emperor" is like a mountain, suppressing the world.

Qinglong was shocked by the artistic conception of this calligraphy and painting, and all the impetuousness in his heart disappeared for a moment.

That is in the calligraphy and painting, the emperor's calmness, the emperor's calmness in everything!

The power of the young emperor!

"I don't know how to calligraphy and painting."

After Zhu Yijun heard this, he laughed loudly, patted Qinglong on the shoulder, and walked towards Qianqing Palace.

"well."

"I just finished my rest. Let's go to Qianqing Palace."

Gate of Supreme Harmony, above the court hall.

Ascension to the dynasty.

The matter of reaching the top of the Forbidden City is imminent.

The ministers seemed to be the same as usual, but there was an atmosphere of tension and anxiety.

The grand scene in the streets of the capital today has reminded these courtiers of the Ming Dynasty that the matter of the top of the Forbidden City is not just a rumor or a rumor.

But it's a real bad move.

At this moment, the officials in the court were worried.

In front of the emperor, several important ministers actually started to quarrel.

Among them, the most prominent one is Yang Bo, Minister of War.

In the past two days, the capital's military affairs have been mobilized frequently, almost reaching their limit.

Not only the three imperial battalions of the Zhili Forbidden Army in the capital were mobilized, including the Nanjing Third Battalion of Yingtian, and even the Liaodong Iron Cavalry from Liaodong were also called over.

We defended day and night and could not afford to rest.

However, even though they were armed to the teeth, Yang Bo felt that it was still not enough, and actually proposed to add additional guards to the capital.

"Your Majesty, I risked my life to remonstrate. I sincerely request the emperor to increase the number of tens of thousands of forbidden troops, as for the palace wall."

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use them for a while."

"At this moment on top of the Forbidden City, when the Emperor is in danger, how can we wait until we have troops everywhere!"

Such a move is already close to madness.

However, in this court, there was actually a large group of courtiers supporting him!

Several senior ministers in the cabinet were silent in the face of this scene, but they could see through the thoughts of Yang Bo and the others at a glance.

They were just frightened out of their wits by the Bauhinia Summit!
Especially Yang Bo, he is simply a frightened bird!
On the day of the banquet, the emperor was assassinated, and part of the responsibility fell on Yang Bo.

It is said that on the day of the banquet, Yang Bo was entertaining guests. When he heard the bad news from the palace, he fainted at the banquet and threw himself on the table.

This time at the summit of Bauhinia, he was so frightened that his wounds suddenly burst, so he adjusted his military affairs as if he were crazy, just to protect the emperor.

Gao Gong raised his eyebrows lightly and said back:
"Yang Yupo, enough is enough."

"The capital's defense is already saturated, adding more will only be counterproductive!"

Then, he made an awe-inspiring suggestion to Zhu Yijun:
"Your Majesty, according to what I see, hiding in the palace is a good idea!"

"Emperor Chengzu left a secret place in the palace, which was the training place for the previous emperors. It is said to be extremely strong and well-hidden."

"I deign to condescend to your Majesty and wait until all the thieves are dealt with, then I can ensure that your Majesty's dragon body will not be damaged at all!"

(End of this chapter)