I'm really not doing business

Chapter 696: Such chaotic orders reflect the limitations of the feudal monarchy

What Ye Yongchang was digging in the ruins was not the emperor, but his own nine clans.

Ye Yongchang thought that the emperor had died in his territory, and he was frightened to the point of insanity. His only rationality was that the emperor was a true dragon, and that the fire of the Ming Dynasty could not harm the emperor. In fact, he had already been exhausted, but was still digging in the ruins, hoping to dig out His Majesty and save his nine clans.

When he saw the emperor standing in front of him unharmed, his eyes were confused at first. He wanted to make sure if he saw it clearly. Then his expression became puzzled. He suspected that he had seen it wrongly, or suspected that he had hallucinations. Then he was surprised. Even his first words were that the emperor was still alive!
Just this one sentence was enough to get one's head cut off. How could one curse the emperor to death? When meeting the emperor, one had to shout "Long live the emperor!"

Ye Yongchang's father, mother, and nine clans are all in the heartland of the Ming Dynasty. If the emperor is really gone, all his nine clans will be gone too.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Your Majesty is blessed by heaven and will have longevity and happiness!" Ye Yongchang finally regained his composure, then gave a wry smile and saluted respectfully.

"He's still alive. Quickly have someone clean up the ruins." Zhu Yijun didn't make things too difficult for Ye Yongchang, but instead gave a specific order.

The officialdom is a sea of ​​cannibalism and evil, and it will definitely make things difficult for Ye Yongchang. Many people will do so just to curry favor with him. Even if no one pays attention, the lightest consequence for him will be exile to a remote and polluted place. If he knows what's good for him, hanging himself will almost be his only fate.

Obviously, Ye Yongchang saved his nine clans, but he could not save himself. Ye Yongchang himself was also clearly aware of this. Even his excited figure when he saw that the emperor was fine collapsed.

Zhu Yijun found it interesting because Ye Yongchang was very stable and directed the yamen runners to clean up the ruins and do things in an orderly manner.

This was obviously his last shift. Ye Yongchang was also a successful scholar who had fought his way through a huge army and had his own pride.

Setting fire is a good way to solve problems because it is difficult to prevent.

"Are you going to go back and find a place to hang a rope and hang yourself?" Zhu Yijun asked curiously.

"Your Majesty is wise." Ye Yongchang was choked. Ye Yongchang had heard that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was outspoken, but this directness made him choke a little.

Your Majesty, you are such a good man! Even if you want to commit suicide, don't you have to ask where to hang yourself?
"I'll show you a clear way. Perhaps there is a glimmer of hope. Even if there is no hope, you can avenge yourself before you die. What do you think?" Zhu Yijun had the dragon throne brought in. He sat steadily on the ruins and said calmly.

"Revenge?" Ye Yongchang didn't think he had any chance of survival, but he was very interested in revenge!
Those bastards who set fire to the Renhe County government office this time must all die!

"Since you are interested, just step aside and wait. I will think about it again." Zhu Yijun waved his hand, signaling Ye Yongchang to wait beside him. The emperor just sat on the dragon throne without saying a word. The emperor was not thinking, as he had already made all the contingency plans. He was hesitating and waiting for someone.

He is a physical person. If he falls into the water, he will catch a cold. If he goes to a certain place, he will suffer from acclimatization. If he is chopped by a knife, his head will fall off. Without his subjects, he is not omnipotent.

Feng Bao whispered, "General Qi is here."

"Announce." Zhu Yijun nodded. The person he was waiting for had arrived. He was waiting for Qi Jiguang and the Beijing Camp led by Qi Jiguang, which was the ballast stone for the stability of the Ming Dynasty court.

"I am late in coming to your rescue, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." Qi Jiguang came before the emperor with murderous intent. He was wearing iron armor that reflected the morning sun, looking quite majestic. When Qi Jiguang arrived at the county government office, he immediately performed a half-salute. He could not kneel down even for the full salute because of the armor on his body.

"No need to be polite, just sit down and talk." Zhu Yijun's face was full of smiles. Qi Jiguang was stationed outside the city. When the fire started yesterday, Qi Jiguang even pulled out the cannons to prepare for the siege. The Beijing camp directly surrounded Renhe County. Fortunately, the emperor asked Zhang Hong to come to the camp to announce the decree and tell Qi Jiguang that he was fine. Qi Jiguang then had some patience and waited until dawn.

Three thousand soldiers from the Beijing camp had entered the city at daybreak, fully armored. The soldiers of the Beijing camp looked at the Ti cavalry with something strange in their eyes, as if to say, "If you can't do it, let us do it."

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is a good person. How could such a thing happen under the protection of the imperial guards? Let His Majesty come to the military camp. It will be absolutely safe!

The defense of Renhe County was personally under the charge of the Imperial Guards. If Zhang Hong had not stepped forward, Qi Jiguang would have thought that Zhao Mengyou had betrayed the emperor with the Imperial Guards, so he planned to attack the city.

In fact, Qi Jiguang had been worried for half the night, and it was not until he met the Majesty in person that Qi Jiguang felt relieved. The Majesty's caution prevented him from suffering any harm, and anger replaced his worry.

"Your Majesty, give the order." Qi Jiguang was no longer surrounded by anger, but murderous intent. He, who never pointed his sword inward, was ready to point it inward. This was a rebellion, why didn't you issue an order to suppress it? The soldiers of the Beijing camp were sharpening their swords. Your Majesty had fulfilled his promise of full pay, so the soldiers of the Beijing camp had to fulfill their promise.

Wherever your majesty points his sword, the Ming army will march forward!
"No hurry, wait a little longer." Zhu Yijun signaled Qi Jiguang not to be anxious and wait a moment.

"Your Majesty, the Navy Commander-in-Chief, Shuri Marquis Chen Lin, and Duke of Wei Xu Bangrui have arrived."

"Xuan."

Chen Lin led 30,000 naval forces as the vanguard and deployed defenses in Hangzhou City in advance. Chen Lin set off as soon as he received the news and arrived before the emperor early in the morning.

"Your Majesty, we are late in coming to your rescue. Please forgive us!" Chen Lin walked in with the gait of a dragon or a tiger, while Xu Bangrui looked a little funny.

"No need to formality, take a seat. Didn't Duke Wei study military affairs in the Ministry of War in his early years? Why do you look like this?" Zhu Yijun asked with a smile.

Because of his father's partiality, Xu Bangrui has been learning military affairs in the Ministry of War in the Northern Yamen. Xu Bangrui is afraid that Xu Pengju will kill him in order to let his good-for-nothing brother succeed to the throne, so he dare not return to Nanjing. Xu Pengju is a fool to begin with, and with the pillow talk, there is no guarantee that he will not do something stupid.

What Xu Bangrui wore was not iron armor, nor battle armor, but gorgeous ceremonial armor. He wore a phoenix-wing headband helmet, and a lamellar armor with shoulder-swallowing beasts. His arm guards, skirts, and foot guards were all extremely gorgeous. But in fact, the Ming army did not wear this kind of armor on the battlefield because it was too eye-catching. Wearing this was basically telling others that I am a high-value target, come and kill me.

Xu Bangrui was wearing this gorgeous armor, but his helmet was crooked, his hair was scattered outside the helmet, his armor was tied in a mess, and the 'fish net' that was supposed to protect his crotch was even tilted to one side. If this happened on a normal day, he would at least be charged with misbehavior in front of the king, but in special cases and special places, there was no need to pursue the matter.

"I have long neglected my military duties. As soon as I heard the news, I rode here at full speed. Fortunately, I still know how to ride a horse, so I did not fall off." Xu Bangrui hastily apologized and wanted to tidy up his appearance, but when he saw how messy he was, he simply gave up.

Zhu Yijun waited for another half an hour before Shen Shixing and Yan Shixuan arrived.

Both of them were civil servants and could not ride horses. They received the news in the morning and set out to arrive, just in time.

The capital of Hangzhou Prefecture was Qiantang, which meant that the provincial government office was in Qiantang County. Qiantang County was about forty miles away from Renhe County. Shen Shixing and Yan Shixuan really rushed here as soon as they received the news, and did so at the fastest speed.

At this point, all the people Zhu Yijun was waiting for had arrived.

"It seems that I am still the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Yijun looked around, then sat up straight, looked at everyone and said, "I first thought about the southern tour in the sixth year of Wanli. At that time, you told me to wait, because you must have a prince. In the ninth year of Wanli, I discussed the southern tour again, and you told me to wait again. You said that since Emperor Wuzong's southern tour, there have been many disasters. I waited again. In the twelfth year of Wanli, you told me that we could prepare."

"Sir, I am afraid that there will be no successor, that I will die on the road, that there will be a fire, that I will fall into the water. Before the southern tour, Sir, in Wenhua Palace, he told me that I might as well not go."

"In February of this year, when I set out, Grand Master Wan Shihe kept telling me in a roundabout way that the Imperial Astronomical Observatory was saying that the celestial phenomena were changing and that we needed to prevent fires and water leaks. He even got me a sealed boat that was not used for sailing, and used it specifically to help me cross the Yangtze River. He paid 150,000 silver coins for each boat."

"I took precautions day and night, but finally, I was still in trouble. A fire broke out at the place where I was staying, and half the sky was red."

"I feel the fiery enthusiasm, welcome my enthusiasm."

Zhu Yijun's tenure in the Southern Court was a bit regrettable, as it started off well but ended badly. The powerful and wealthy people in the Southern Court were a bit weak. They even arranged for a fire dragon to burn the warehouse, but refused to arrange for a fire to burn the palace. This was the usual practice of the Ming emperors during their southern tours!

The Taoist priest was burned three times during his southern tour, and he had to abruptly end the tour and return to the Northern Yamen.

Because there was no fire in the palace, Zhu Yijun's plan to lead troops to quell the rebellion was not used.

Zhang Juzheng looked at the emperor sitting beside the ruins and suddenly felt a little dazed. He glanced at Qi Jiguang and suddenly remembered that Zhang Siwei had set the palace on fire and the central axis was burned down. After that, His Majesty held grand court meetings on the ruins. Wang Chonggu really tried his best to rebuild the palace to give everyone a decent look.

And now, His Majesty is sitting beside the ruins again.

Zhu Yijun stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the ruins, and said calmly: "It's interesting, those guys in the Southern Courtyard who are so arrogant don't dare to burn my palace."

"Renhe County Magistrate Ye Yongchang, listen to my order. All the families of the local nobles in Renhe County with more than 50 hectares of land must be arrested and their families brought to justice. All their property must be confiscated and turned over to the public! The commander of the army will give 200 cavalry to cooperate with County Magistrate Ye."

"Hangzhou prefect Yan Shixuan, listen to my order and lead 3,000 soldiers from the Luomu Camp. All local celebrities, gentry, and powerful people in Hangzhou who own more than 100 hectares of land, including their families, will be arrested and brought to justice. Their property will be confiscated and the property will be confiscated! If you encounter resistance, please ask the First Marine Battalion to cooperate in the execution!"

"Zhejiang Governor Shen Shixing, please follow my order and lead the remaining eight camps in Zhejiang. All families in Zhejiang with more than 100 hectares of land and more than 100,000 strings of cash in assets will be arrested along with their families and their property will be confiscated and taken over by the government!"

"If there is resistance, kill them without mercy! If there is a place that cannot be broken through, the Beijing camp will crush it!"

"General Qi, Lord Shuri, you will send your generals to various prefectures in Zhejiang to take full military control of Zhejiang. The first priority is to prevent chaos. We must guard against the local gentry and powerful tyrants who will fight to the death, and we must also guard against the Nine Battalions who will be tempted by wealth and burn, kill and rob everywhere."

"Shuri-kun, you will personally lead the troops to block the mouth of the Qiantang River. From now on, all seaports and ships along the Zhejiang coast are not allowed to go out to sea. Those who violate this rule will be sunk."

"We obey your order." Qi Jiguang took Chen Lin and other officials to carry out the order.

Zhang Juzheng, who was in charge of persuading people to be kind and forgiving, said nothing at this time. Wang Chonggu, on the other hand, pretended to be a confused advisor. Only Wang Daokun, the party leader in Zhejiang, sighed heavily. At this time, Wang Daokun could do nothing to persuade them, because it was not His Majesty who overturned the table, but the powerful and wealthy people in Zhejiang who started it first.

No matter how angry Your Majesty is, or how harsh the orders are, they are all justified. Look at the three thousand soldiers from the capital camp outside the ruins, everyone's eyes are red.

Zhu Yijun shook his sleeves, took out a memorial from it and said, "Sir, this is your order to return the land to the land. Let's start from Zhejiang."

"I obey your order." Zhang Juzheng took the memorial, which he had written at the beginning. He did not expect that His Majesty would bring it with him during the southern tour. His Majesty also had things that he wanted to do but had not done and could not do. Returning the land started from Zhejiang.

Zhu Yijun didn't care who set the fire. As an emperor, he had unlimited power. Whoever he said was a criminal was a criminal. He was convinced that these people were criminals, so he chose to take action.

With so many "disorderly orders", the limitations of the feudal monarchy were fully demonstrated at this moment.

"Your Majesty, I am late! I am late!" Li Chengliang ran over breathlessly and said loudly: "Your Majesty, everyone has work to do, what can I do!"

When Li Chengliang was in the Southern Ya, he went to brothels along the Qinhuai River, but never stayed overnight. Most of the time, he and Qi Jiguang were stationed at the foot of Lion Mountain for fear of any changes. The Southern Ya was not submissive at all. Li Chengliang was ready to lead his troops to fight at any time. He was a good fighter!

It was certified by the Tuman Khan, the Dongyi Jurchen tribes, and the seven Outer Khalkha tribes that Li Chengliang was very good at fighting.

After leaving the Southern Court, Li Chengliang thought there was nothing to do, so he went traveling around. Apparently he received the news too late and arrived a little late.

"General Li has worked hard and made great contributions. These lowly scholars have ruined his mood for fun. Since General Li has asked for my order, I really have something to do. General Li, please take charge of the inspection offices in various places and close all official roads and passes. No roads or passes can be opened without my imperial edict." Zhu Yijun originally planned to let Luo Bingliang do this, but Li Chengliang was late, so Zhu Yijun still assigned him a job.

"It's not hard, not hard. I'm familiar with this matter. Every autumn and winter, I impose martial law to prevent looting by the Eastern Yi and Northern Lu. This is an easy matter to handle." Li Chengliang took on the responsibility. He was really familiar with this matter.

This job is actually very demanding on execution. Li Chengliang has his own way, anonymous reporting. Anyone who dares to release it privately can be reported anonymously, and half of the other party's property will be given in return. The lower classes supervise each other? The lower classes just harm each other. Li Chengliang has many similar tricks.

If you dare to let people go, he will kill them.

"Grand Master of the Imperial Clan, in the next ten years, Zhejiang will not admit any Jinshi candidates in the special examinations. Ten years later, the number of Jinshi candidates in Zhejiang will be reduced by 15 and given to Suiyuan and Liaodong." Zhu Yijun issued another decree to cut the number of Jinshi candidates.

After the North and South List case, the Ming Dynasty was divided into the North and South Lists. During the Jingtai period, the Central List was added. The North List was basically north of the Qinling Mountains and the Huai River, the South List was south of the Qinling Mountains and the Huai River, and the Central List was composed of Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangxi, Hainan and Qiongzhou, where culture and education were not well developed.

北、中、南三榜录取比例是35%、10%、55%，北榜105人，中榜30人，南榜165人。

This is a clearly defined sub-list, but there is actually a list below the list. For example, the number of Jinshi in Zhejiang is around 40 every year, accounting for % of the Southern List. It seems to depend on the number of scholars, but in fact it depends on the level of prosperity of the region. Culture and education are very expensive.

Zhu Yijun's imperial decree permanently disqualified fifteen people from Zhejiang from the imperial examination, which meant that even if Zhejiang held imperial examinations in the future, those with more than fifty people would be disqualified.

"I obey the order." Wan Shihe obeyed his leader's orders.

"Why is Zhejiang such a evil place? Zhu Wan committed suicide after defeating the Japanese pirates, Zhang Jing and Li Tianchong were beheaded in public, and Hu Zongxian also died of starvation. If they were to fight against the Japanese pirates, the powerful and wealthy people in Zhejiang would be dissatisfied. Wu Shanyan did not fight against the Japanese pirates, but went along with them and ended up being beheaded in public." Li Chengliang sighed again and again. Zhejiang is really an evil place.

Shen Shixing only felt a gust of cool wind sweeping across the back of his neck, and then he glanced at Yan Shixuan, and shuddered. It was fake, all fake! This place was not evil at all!
"I will wait for you here. I will go to Hangzhou Prefecture after the matter is settled." Zhu Yijun looked at the ministers and said, "One month is the deadline. If it is not settled, three months will be enough. If it is not enough in three months, one year will be enough. We will catch all the people."

Zhu Yijun's confidence in not returning to Beijing was that Zhu Yiliu was a lazy donkey, but not a hot-shot. The things he did seemed outrageous, but they were just children playing house. He mainly couldn't stand the emperor being scolded by the traitors, and his main target was also the traitors, so stability could be maintained and Zhu Yijun could continue his vacation.

The ministers received the orders and carried out their duties, except for Wan Shihe, who was left behind. Wan Shihe's duties would have to be completed after he returned to Beijing next year.

"Your Majesty, there are some loyal people among these powerful people. If you question them all without distinguishing right from wrong, I am afraid it will hurt the people's desire for governance." Wan Shihe said in a low voice, not confidently, and he regretted it a little after he finished speaking, bowing his head and said, "Your Majesty, just pretend I never said it."

"Everyone says that you, Wan Shihe, are a flatterer. In my opinion, you are not a flatterer at all. Everyone is speechless and unwilling to plead for me, but you, who specially left behind such a speech. You are very upright and righteous. If the Ming Dynasty had officials like you, I would not have to make a southern tour." Zhu Yijun was not angry. Wan Shihe spent twelve years to show that he was a member of the emperor's party. Even if he was pretending, he had been pretending all his life at this age.

There is no need to be so cautious when talking to one's own people. Zhu Yijun was not angry, nor did he reprimand him. Instead, he thought that it was a good thing for Wan Shihe to talk at this time.

"I was actually hesitant. I hesitated for a whole night. It was only this morning that I figured it out. I had no choice but to do this." Zhu Yijun sighed, even a little depressed. His mood was not very good.

The three-foot-thick ice does not form overnight. The development of all things in the world is the qualitative change caused by quantitative change. All despair is probably due to accumulated disappointment.

Zhu Yijun did make a plan, but he did not expect it to happen.

The emperor said with emotion: "They are all my subjects. I don't want this to happen. Even if I arrived in Hangzhou and the palace was burned, I couldn't be so cruel. It rained heavily today and the ceremonial procession couldn't move forward. I temporarily stayed in Renhe County. I should have walked to Hangzhou Prefecture yesterday. After such a heavy rain, the fire that burned half the sky red was too obvious. What can I do? I can only do this."

"I know that there are people who are loyal to the emperor and the country that you are talking about. Are you wrongly accusing a good person? Maybe."

"The order to return the land was given to me by Sir in the sixth year of the Wanli reign at the end of the large-scale land survey. I have not issued an order to carry it out. I also want you and me to be well, and everyone should be well. Harmony brings happiness, and harmony brings wealth. I will open the sea, and even my official ships and official trade will choose the longest routes to sail around the world, and try my best to give the easy and mature sea routes to the powerful and wealthy."

"I didn't want to do this either, they forced me to do it."

Zhu Yijun suddenly thought of Fu Xizhi, the Nanjing Minister of Revenue and the Governor of the Warehouse. Did he really want to sell saltpeter to Japan? Did he really not know the consequences of the fire dragon burning the warehouse? He knew it clearly, but some things were beyond his control.

Zhu Yijun couldn't help but kill him, even though the lights were off! It had just rained heavily this afternoon, and Zhejiang was a swamp. There was such a big fire in the office where the emperor was staying. This was openly arson. What could Zhu Yijun do? He could only do this.

Otherwise, who in the world would treat you as the emperor?

"Your Majesty is right." Wan Shihe also thought of this and only said half of his words of advice.

"I don't want the confiscated property either. All the land should be distributed according to the number of people, but all the land is government land and cannot be bought or sold. The confiscated property will be used to build the Zhejiang Highway and the canal from Ningbo to Hangzhou, and to repair bridges and roads. Before I leave, I will ask Shen Shixing to come up with the specific rules." Zhu Yijun first informed Wan Shihe and asked Wan Shihe to convey that he did not want a penny. It was taken from Zhejiang and used in Zhejiang.

Repairing bridges and roads, building canals and highways, and constructing workshops were all specific promises made by Zhu Yijun.

"As for people, I will not kill anyone except the rebels. I will exile them all to Luzon and Java. I will let Yingyang Hou take care of them. The number of acres of land reclaimed can be counted as the merit of development. You can be awarded the title of Ming Dynasty Development Lord, which will be regarded as relocating people." Zhu Yijun made another promise, to kill fewer people.

These people were exiled to Luzon and Java, which was considered as migration. This kind of migration also occurred during the Hongwu and Yongle periods, so it was not unfamiliar to the Ming Dynasty. The initial migration was to strengthen the border defense for the purpose of rule, and the current migration is to strengthen the sea borders, which is also for the purpose of rule.

"This is already the best result. These rebels only know how to cause trouble and make people panic." Wan Shihe approved of His Majesty's punishment method. This is already the most merciful result. If the lowly scholar continues to chatter, then we can only go a step further.

The main role of Wan Shihe, the Emperor's Party, is to move between various factions, inform each other, and convey the emperor's intentions. The court really cannot do without such people. The Ming court must first reach a consensus, and at the same time, it must also take into account appeasing the uneasy hearts of the gentry and the wealthy in the world.

If there had been no rebellion, the Ming Emperor would not have violated the law in such a way. Of course, if there had been a rebellion, he would have to bear such bad consequences. This was a typical case of collective punishment.

"Gee!" Ye Yongchang was riding a fast horse, and he still complained that his horse was running too slowly. While he was arresting people, he unexpectedly received a clue. His glimmer of hope was right in front of him. This clue was provided to Ye Yongchang by the Imperial Guards. Before the fire yesterday, there was a family, with a total of 72 people, who used the pretext of visiting relatives and suddenly left before the city gates closed at dusk.

This family was highly suspicious, and Ye Yongchang rode his horse at full speed just to catch this family.

After leaving the city, this family headed straight for the Qiantang River. The further they walked, the more disappointed Ye Yongchang became, because he discovered that this road could actually bypass the main road and the banknote customs. It was obviously a smuggling route. He was afraid that by the time he and the Ti cavalry arrived at the private dock, the people would have already gone out to sea.

The navy's reaction was not that quick, and the Ming navy had not yet completely blocked the Qiantang River.

If the person ran away, Ye Yongchang would not be able to survive either. Only if the criminal was caught would he have a chance of survival. Ye Yongchang was a little anxious, but the speed of the horse could not go much faster.

When Ye Yongchang rushed to the pier, he was completely disappointed. The pier was empty, there was nothing there except for the deserted people, which proved that the other party had run away long ago.

"County Magistrate Ye, please accept my condolences." Chen Mo patted Ye Yongchang's upper arm and said with a little helplessness.

"My condolences! Am I mourning for myself?" Ye Yongchang sat on the pier at the pier somewhat dejectedly. He felt that jumping into the river to commit suicide was also a good choice. He felt hopeless.

A Ti rider who was observing the river with a telescope suddenly stretched out his whip, pointed it at the river, and shouted, "There's a boat coming towards us over there."

"Hide!" Chief Justice Chen Mo shouted immediately.

The one hundred Ti cavalrymen, both men and horses, were not far away. If the boats had spotted people on the shore, they would probably have left. Fortunately, the weather was very foggy on the river, so the other side did not spot the people on the shore.

The Ti cavalry quickly hid themselves, with the horses wrapping their hooves and putting on bit, and the men holding a clean Wanli Tongbao coin in their mouths to keep quiet. Chen Mo hid in the reeds by the river, looking at the river with a telescope.

No matter who they are, these people who appear here at this time are not good people.

If there were suddenly ships at the smuggling port during martial law, they would be directly blown up and sunk, and no innocent souls would be killed.

Chen Mo finally waited for the other ship to dock and the people on the ship began to disembark, then he waved the small flag in his hand and gave the order to attack. Fire guns stretched out from the reeds.

General Chen lowered the small flag in his hand, and the flintlock muskets fired almost at the same time. The lead bullets fell into the crowd with a whistling sound, and bursts of screams were heard. All the armed people on the pier fell to the ground one after another. A round of volleys wiped out all the enemy's armed forces.

"It's them, the escaped thieves! God will not let me go!" Ye Yongchang was overjoyed, and when the Ti cavalry rushed out, his outstretched hands were shaking!

Resurrection from the dead.

(End of this chapter)