Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 832 The robes of civil servants are woven with birds, and the robes of military attachés are embroidered with animals. Put on this robe.

After Zhu Di listened, his eyes were deep:

"When I was young, I followed the King of Zhongshan in the Northern Expedition. The land of the Huaihe River and the Hongze Lake area was originally a land of plenty, but there was no human habitation for hundreds of miles. The grass grew half a person's height from the courtyard of the common people to the Kang. "

"The enemies enclosed the area as a horse farm and killed the locals and buried them underground to use as grass nourishment."

"I remember it very clearly. It was midsummer in July, but the place was bitterly cold. There were wild will-o'-the-wisps everywhere, and the whole place was sobbing. All the hundreds of thousands of troops were in tears."

"The King of Zhongshan said that if we continue this for another ten years or so, our children will not even know anything about Tang poetry and Song lyrics."

He suddenly stood up and walked down, putting one hand on the royal table and casually said to Yang Shiqi who was still kneeling on the ground:

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Shiqi stood up and stood aside respectfully.

"I understand what the boss means. I want to rest with the people and be a wise king. I think the old man is useless and always takes you everywhere to fight and kill. You can't let go of your hands and feet to govern the country."

"Some of you have been with me for most of your life, and some of you have followed me in the past ten years. My brothers and uncles are dead, old and withered."

Zhu Di suddenly emphasized his tone:

"General Chang Yuchun suffered six arrow wounds. He had just bandaged them when the enemy attacked him at night. He then mounted his horse and fought until dawn. The armor outside was soaked with his own blood. He told me, boy, did you die in bed? As long as the enemy is still there, we will die on our horses and on the way to fight for our country."

After finishing his words, Zhu Zhanji half knelt and spoke first:

"Grandpa, my grandson and you are willing to fight bloody battles to serve the country, and don't let grandpa worry about the border."

Everyone bowed one after another and said loudly and forcefully:

"I am willing to fight with the emperor to the end."

"Okay." Zhu Di pulled out the sword from his waist, inserted it directly into the middle of the royal table, and said decisively:

"I swear I won't return it until I break the bandit army."

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed slightly, as if he heard something, but he still followed the crowd and shouted:

"I swear I won't return it until I break the bandit army."

Zhu Di picked up the wine glass on the royal table and said to everyone:

"Drink full!"

The man who followed the main tent picked up the wine glass, and Zhu Di said to Yang Shiqi, who was standing aside:

"Tell the prince that morale is available and the military's will is irreversible."

"Yes."

Zhu Di said again:

"Quick, after dinner, let's go to Shenji Camp."

Zhu Gaoxu immediately ordered the guards in the camp:

"Change the table and serve the food right away."

"Yes."

As soon as the two guards moved the royal table, there was a middle-aged man and a man in his thirties under the table.

Zhu Gaosui quickly pulled out the long knife from his waist and put it on the man's shoulder:

"who?"

People in the camp protected Zhu Di behind them, and some guards restrained the middle-aged man's hands and feet.

"He is my horse-breeding master, the Wala man Haszhuzi." The man shouted hurriedly.

"If you dare to break into the emperor's camp, drag him out and skin him first before asking questions." Zhu Gaosui turned a deaf ear and ordered immediately.

"Isn't this Yu Qian?" Zhu Zhanji looked at the man's face carefully and then said to Zhu Di.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Di walked out of the crowd and said:

"Yu Qian, why are you dressed like this?"

The man, Yu Qian, lowered his head and said:

"Replying to the emperor, you sent me to the military camp to be responsible for raising horses."

"What are you doing here?" Zhu Di asked.

"Stealing wine." Yu Qian looked honest.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice sounded from the camp:

"Mahamu, who appears to be the head coachman on the surface, is actually the Great Khan of the Oara tribe. He lurked in the Ming Dynasty for twenty years. He went to the Shenji Camp to repair cannons, repair blunderbuss, and make gunpowder. He also went to the Fifth Army Camp to build city walls and During the fortifications, I went to Sanqian camp to raise horses. I like to talk about the art of war with Yu Qian every day. After getting along for a year, I like to draw maps and discuss the battles between the Ming Dynasty and the tribes outside the pass since the Hongwu years."

"You have a lot of ideas? You think you are Gou Jian, but you actually come to my Ming Dynasty to suffer hardships."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed. The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, but he immediately looked frightened and said:

"I'm just an ordinary herdsman with no fixed abode and raising horses for a living."

He looked at Yu Qian with a scared look on his face:

"Yu Qian, you should know that I am just a lonely herdsman whose tribe was exterminated, and I am forced to raise horses here because of my livelihood."

Without Qian's reply, Yang Jiao walked forward unhurriedly:

"Is it necessary to continue acting? Whether you are or not, you will definitely die today."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man, Mahamu, changed his attitude and said angrily:

"As long as I don't change my name, I am Mahamu, the Great Khan of Oarabe. I have been anonymous for many years. I ask myself, my concealment is so perfect. How can you discover my true origin?"

Yang Jiao chuckled:

"Haha, because I have the ability to read minds."

Mahamu’s face became even more angry:

"It's ridiculous. You just don't want to say it clearly. Are you humiliating me? What kind of hero are you!"

Yang Jiaoyun said calmly:

"Since you know that I don't want to say it clearly, why do you ask? But then again, I like to see my enemies die inexplicably."

"Third uncle, why are you still standing there? Since the Oara tribe is so sweaty, it can be imagined that the entire Oara tribe has long been disloyal. Now that the Northern Expedition is coming, it is just the right time to use it to sacrifice the flag."

When Zhu Gaosui heard this, he couldn't help but look at Zhu Di.

"This move under my nose is really good. Just do what this guy said." Zhu Di said expressionlessly.

"Yes."

When Mahamu was dragged out of the main tent, he laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, the old emperor is fatuous and old, the prince is not as brave and strong as the King of Han, and the grandson is not as smart and ruthless as the prince of Han. One day, the Ming Dynasty will definitely have civil strife again, and the country will be in ruins."

Zhu Di shouted:

"You are so brave. Drag me down, skin and remove the grass, to serve as a warning to others."

"Yes."

When Mahamu came out of the main tent, there was silence in the tent, and everyone lowered their eyebrows and said nothing.

Yang Jiao, however, ignored the somewhat depressing atmosphere and directly helped Yu Qian up from the ground.

"I don't have any dislike for people like Yang Shiqi, who are cunning and cunning, and like people who protect themselves wisely, and I can't say I like them either."

"And I always have an inexplicable good impression of you. I feel that if the Ming Dynasty collapses in the future, you will be the one who can turn the tide. I am very optimistic about you. Don't let you become a cunning person like Yang Shiqi in the future. ."

Yu Qian ignored the glances from the people present and said continuously:

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has given you too much praise. How can Yu Qian be so virtuous and capable?"

"Su Shi of the Song Dynasty once said that the articles written by the pre-Qin scholars were Huang Zhongdalu, and that the articles written by later generations were the songs of the cicadas in autumn. Do you know why?"

Yang Jiao thought to himself and said:

"Because the pre-Qin scholars were upright and upright, unmoved by any wealth or power, and insisted on the righteousness and truth of the world. They dared to argue with kings and generals about right and wrong and reason. Since the Han Dynasty only respected Confucianism, the world has There are countless people who talk too much about the people, and they only want to teach them so-called enlightenment."

"Confucius said that the gentleman means righteousness, and the villain means profit. I don't know where the later generations of Confucian scholars learned it."

He paused slightly:

"Yu Qian, don't lose the righteousness in your heart. Otherwise, the robes for civil servants are woven with birds, and the robes for military officers are embroidered with animals. Putting on these robes and looking around, they will all look like beasts. ."

The birds and beasts in robes clearly mean uprightness, great virtue, loyalty, long life and good health, integrity and various good qualities and wishes. The beasts in robes are even more complimentary.

But now not only Yu Qian, but also everyone else heard great ridicule from it.

(End of this chapter)