First Prince of Ming Dynasty

Yunjielan, the capital of Luchuan Kingdom, is surrounded by towering city walls. The central palace is very rough, but against the backdrop of the surrounding people's buildings, it looks extraordinarily majestic and solemn.

All the dignitaries of the country are gathered inside. They come from all directions, and they are all worried. There is a new neighbor next door, and he is also a majestic and domineering neighbor. It is difficult for people to sleep soundly.

Especially his own king, who even took the initiative to provoke...

In front of the city gate, the dignitaries rode into the city on tall elephants, and the thin and weak people avoided them in awe. They saw dozens of silver mirrors on the elephant's body, fixed on the edges with gold and silver nails, and the saddle had rails. It is like a chair, with a rug, a brocade barrier cover on the top, and a copper bell hanging on the bottom. After sitting on a slave saddle, hold a long hook to drive it away.

Such elephants gathered in front of the palace, and a group of dignitaries landed steadily under the careful service of the slaves. They gathered together in twos and threes, each wearing bamboo shoot hats and decorated with gold treasures on the top, like a pagoda. It is hung with gold and jade, inserted with pearls and green flowers, covered with tassels, and decorated with feathers.

What is more conspicuous is the waist, there is a thick gold and silver belt, the gold and silver are luxurious and jeweled, and they are gathered together as if they are competing for beauty.

Soon, the palace gate was wide open and everyone was welcomed into the palace. Luchuan Wang Silun sat on the throne. After saluting, everyone couldn't wait to ask: "My lord, is the captured Ming army commander still alive?"

King Luchuan is also inlaid with gold and silver, but he looks very young. In fact, he is only 28 years old. He has won the throne after his brother's civil war. For a moment, he was worried about the safety of a prisoner, and he suddenly became dissatisfied.

But looking at the silent uncle Zhao Xiaofa below, he still suppressed his anger. His throne is far from being as stable as his father's. If he can't convince them, there will be fewer and fewer troops to mobilize in the future.

"He's still alive."

Meng Maodao Meng heaved a sigh of relief: "King, please don't kill him. The Ming Dynasty is strong, and it will destroy the Liang King and subdue the Duan family. We really don't need to go to war with such a powerful country for the sake of disputes in a few places." .”

The so-called Daomeng, the president's political affairs, and the leadership of the army and the people, each has its own land, and he is allowed to pay.

That is, the small princes, Luchuan's political system at this time is similar to the system of enfeoffing princes in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

"That's right, Wang. The Ming Dynasty occupies the vast and rich Central Plains. Even the Mongols are no match for them. They were expelled back to the grasslands. In a war with such a country, even if they have the upper hand temporarily, there is no hope of victory in the end."

The rest of the people also echoed, but there were also a few Daomeng who were unwilling to curse: "Your bones are weak before the war. In the mountains and forests, no one will be our opponent in Luchuan. Han people will die as many times as they come. How many!"

It's a pity that the main fighters are still in the minority, and even those who support Si Lunfa's superiority are not willing to support him in everything, especially on such an urgent matter.

If it was his father sitting on the throne, no one would dare to do this. The golden jade pendant and the gorgeous feathers on Silun's hair hat trembled slightly. Unfortunately, the people below were arguing endlessly and not many people paid attention to him. .

This time he personally led the raid because he knew that if he sent someone else to do it, he would definitely be stopped. Only he went by himself, and no one could stop the King Luchuan who had already set off.

Only external victories can establish internal authority. My father's dominance comes from several victories against Yuan, especially the Battle of Santai Mountain. The Yuan Dynasty was defeated and there was turmoil in the country, so I had to send envoys to proclaim peace , giving rich and incomparable rewards every year, just like the Northern Song Dynasty provided Xixia with gifts every year.

And if I want to gain the power that belongs to the king, I also have to go to war with Daming who has invaded Kangfu, Wandian Chuxiong Jingdong and other places. As long as I can win a few games, let the Central Plains Dynasty know that it is not worth the loss to be an enemy with Luchuan, and reward the official title With money and food, the two phases can be at peace.

But now it is not easy to go to war on one's own will, but as long as one has the heart, he is afraid that he will not be able to provoke a war, so he should take this opportunity to see who is a loyal minister who can be reused.

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"Take Xiongying with you, put on more clothes, don't catch a cold."

Chang Luohua hesitated: "Is this too urgent, Fengyi is only three months old."

"The second and third child will go to Jiufan next month. The local generals of Chaozhong Wuxun now have some opinions. At this time, the Xu family's attitude is needed."

"The queen mother has already bestowed the word phoenix, isn't that enough?"

"Since you have to give everything, why bother to be stingy at the end, it's rare that both Xu Shuai and Yun Gong are back, so let's be happy together."

Chang Luohua said helplessly: "The concubine is not afraid of ruining the child's blessing."

"Whether you can suppress it or not doesn't depend on all of these, not to mention being born as the eldest granddaughter of the Xu family, it can be seen that he is a child with profound blessings."

The couple packed up properly, brought their lively son with them, and the majestic Prince Yi drove out, accompanied by the military guards of the Jinwu Guard House, and soldiers and horses had already blocked the streets along the way.

Zhu Biao's crown prince's gold scorpion is very large, with a height of 1 zhang 2 chi 2 cun, a width of 8 chi 9 cun, a shaft length of 1 zhang 9 chi 5 cun, and a height of 3 chi 2 cun, which is strangely large. Vanilla board with doors on the front left and right.

Inside there are screens of five mountains, with carved wood on the blue ground and pasted with golden dragons, and colorful cloud writings in between. Behind the screen, the red-painted boards are all painted with gold and copper and decorated with flower leaves, and the soft seats are red-painted. There are chair skirts around, Shi Hongluo curtains, and green edges for external use.

It was the first time for Xiongying to climb up, crawling around in a novel way, but after a while, he felt something was missing, leaning against his mother in a childish voice and asked, "Where is my brother? Why didn't you come? You want to come together."

Chang Luohua embraced his son and coaxed him: "Liang'er misses the emperor's grandmother, and went to Kunning Palace to play early in the morning."

Xiongying burst into tears instantly: "Why didn't you call me, I miss the emperor's grandmother too, the sweet cake there is delicious."

Zhu Biao said: "Do you want to miss the emperor's grandmother or cakes?"

Xiongying didn't respond, but buried his head in his mother's arms shyly. He was still a little strange to his father, whom he rarely saw, and from the attitude of others, he could also know that his father needed to be in awe.

Chang Luohua pinched his son's face and said seriously: "Your father asked you something, you must answer it."

"Hmm... I miss the emperor's grandmother."

Zhu Biao leaned forward and touched his son's head. Seeing his face turn red and his eyes brighten up, he was obviously inspired and wanted to get close to him, but he was a little shy and afraid.

"Xiongying will see a younger sister soon, she is still very young."

"Is it younger than sister Heqi?"

Chang Luohua gently pushed his son, making him slowly walk to his father and asked curiously, Zhu Biao picked him up and sat on his lap: "It's much younger, so be extra careful, it's impossible to use Do you know the strength of fighting?"

Xiongying twisted in dissatisfaction and said angrily: "I won't beat my sister, only my brother!"

Naturally, there is no need to talk about the feelings between brothers. At most, they will cry if they don't see each other for a few hours, but they often push and fight on weekdays.

Not long after the car stopped, red silk scarves were hung on the branches in front of Zhongshan Wangfu, and the stone lions were circled around. There was a joyful atmosphere and the noise of cars and horses.

Xu Da, king of Zhongshan, led his nephews out to meet him, surrounded by a group of generals with military honors, and many officials from the three provinces and six ministries also came to celebrate the hundred-day anniversary.

"The ministers welcome the prince, concubine and grandson!"

Zhu Biao pulled his son out of the car, while Chang Luohua drove straight in through the side door, and the female relatives ordered the women to wait inside, and all the outsiders were men, so it was not easy to bump into them.

Stepping on the silver leaf and golden feet, Zhu Biao has long been accustomed to kneeling and bowing in front of everyone, but this is the first time Xiao Xiongying has seen it, so he was startled and a little unclear, so he wanted to hide behind his father, but Zhu Biao Biao held his son tightly.

Xiongying is still very afraid of his father, even though his father has never scolded him or beat him, but he is naturally afraid, so he can only stare at him with wide eyes when he sees this, making him confused.

"Masters are welcome, today is a happy occasion for Jiaqing, it's rare to get together here, don't stick to etiquette, get up."

Zhu Biao pulled his son forward, let go of his son, bent down to support Xu Da, and pointed to his son: "That's your Uncle Xu, Xiongying go and help him."

Xiongying pursed his lips tightly, trying to find his mother or nanny, but unfortunately they were not there, so he stood there for a while, and could only imitate his father, walked up to that person and knelt down.

He didn't know how to support him, he could only say that he grabbed Xu Yungong's clothes, but that was enough, how could Xu Yungong really expect a three or four-year-old child to help him up, stood up softly, bowed solemnly and thanked: "My minister thanked His Majesty the Emperor and Sun."

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