Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 3: Prince Su Zhu Jinzhen, the Emperor Wants to Tour the Border

At night, there is an inn.

The young man who led the horse during the day, after washing off the dust, revealed the appearance of a girl with a fair complexion, skin as crystal clear as jade, as white as snow, and a graceful and beautiful figure.

She leaned against the window, looking at the Tian Ce Army still patrolling the streets, the suspicion in her eyes could not be wiped away.

"Tian Ce, Tian Ce!"

"I've fought tigers and leopards before, and even the ferocious tigers never frightened me in the slightest. But the patrol soldiers, just one look at me, sent chills through my body, and I nearly ran away. One or two of them were exceptions, but..."

There has never been a shortage of strong people in the army, and the girl is well aware of this.

But from the moment she entered the pass until now, every one of the Tiance soldiers she met or saw on patrol from afar gave her a feeling of being extremely dangerous. That was the feeling she would only have when facing a warrior of the first rank out of the nine ranks in the martial arts world.

In the Tiance Army, everyone is at the first level of martial arts?
The thought almost made the girl explode like a cat encountering its natural enemy.

There are nine ranks of warriors: Vajra, Zhixuan, and Tianxiang.

Among the nine-grade warriors, the strongest is the first-grade innate one, followed by the second-grade acquired great perfection, and then the third-grade Zhoutian realm.

This is a vast world.

There are countless warriors of the lower third rank among the ninth rank who practice body and qi training. An ordinary warrior who knows some farming skills and practices for ten years can also be considered a warrior of the lower third rank. The middle third rank begins to accumulate internal strength and open up the extraordinary meridians. Without the guidance of a famous master, it is difficult for a martial arts inheritor to achieve anything.

Anyone who can enter the upper third grade, even if it is only the third grade Zhoutian realm like the girl, is a martial arts master who has connected the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians and completed the internal force great circulation. If picking leaves and flying flowers is as easy as that, he can be called a master in a country.

To reach the first level of the innate realm, one must have harmonious and perfect internal force, all the extraordinary meridians must be open, and the internal force must be converted back into innate true qi. Only then can one gather qi of several feet in the blink of an eye and injure the enemy from a hundred steps away.

Furthermore, King Kong must use the essence of heaven and earth to cleanse himself and achieve the body of King Kong. Then, chopping with a sword and axe will be nothing but a piece of cake. Only then can he be called a great master. If he moves up one level further, he will be the grandmaster of the world.

Tianxiang is hailed as the Grand Master.

His every move can shake the heaven and earth, and his every gesture has the power of heaven and earth.

He is a peerless figure.

From this we can see that the first-grade innate realm is definitely not an ordinary person.

"And the old man at the bookstall."

The girl sighed deeply. Perhaps the old man didn't recognize her, but when she was young, she followed her grandmother and saw the old man at the bookstall from afar. How high-spirited and arrogant was that man at that time?
One man, one sword, looking down on the world.

Even the four great holy monks in the Great Sui Dynasty, the current head and the supreme elder of Cihang Jingzhai, and the six great masters of the Demon Sect have never caught his eye. His attainments in swordsmanship are the best in the world, and only Song Que of the Lingnan Song Clan can rival him.

Almost everyone believed that he would be the most promising giant who could prove himself as a land immortal through the art of swordsmanship in the next hundred years of the Ming Dynasty.

But now, the dignified leader of the Divine Sword Hall, a former legend of the sword, has fallen to the streets, selling calligraphy and paintings for a living?!

This was not the most shocking thing for the girl.

What shocked her the most was that although the old man at the Bai Tian bookstall, that is, Bai Tianyu, was a little unwilling when he mentioned the destruction of the Divine Sword Hall and his own defeat, he did not harbor any hatred.

Instead, he was full of respect for the man who had defeated him and destroyed the Divine Sword Hall.

"I heard that the Tiance selection will be held tomorrow. I wonder what the scene will be like?"

The words of the girl carrying a red-tasseled spear during the day came to the girl's mind: 'Join the army for justice, and wield a gun to protect your country'. This is what a true hero is.

"Also, Prince Su"

The girl was looking at the bright moon in the sky from the window, as if she saw the arrogant young prince who turned his back on all living beings and was able to rival the combined forces of the three continents before he was twenty.

What kind of talent is this?
Compared with him, the so-called evil king Shi Zhixuan and the heavenly monks and earthly nuns of the Zen Buddhism of the Sui Dynasty are nothing more than that.

"Maybe I can meet the King Su tomorrow." The girl tossed and turned until late at night, and then she slowly fell asleep.

Prince Su's Mansion.

This place is the most heavily guarded area in Lanzhou, and is known by the outside world as a place where even a fly can hardly hide.

Three steps to a post, five steps to a sentry.

Those who can serve as guards of Prince Su's Palace must at least be at the Vajra Realm, which is above the ninth level of martial arts. There are also many Zhixuan and Tianxiang guarding the palace.

A real den of dragons and tigers.

In the past few years, there have been many fearless people who have broken into Prince Su's Mansion.

There were even more than one person from the Celestial Realm who came.

As for the result
The flowers at the Jiayuguan mass grave are blooming brightly.

Prince's Palace, Reception Room.

Zhu Jinzhen sat in the first seat, with important military and political officials of Shaanxi sitting on his left and right.

If this scene had happened before Zhu Jinzhen inherited the throne, as long as the news leaked out and reached the ears of the court officials in the capital, or even the ears of other royal palaces, he would have been accused of forming a clique for personal gain, or even directly charged with the crime of intending to rebel.

But Zhu Jinzhen is different after all.

A living immortal on earth, the first prince of the Ming Dynasty with a million soldiers in Lanzhou. Even if the news of this was passed to the imperial court, no one would dare to say a word of criticism.

Because anyone who dared to make random accusations and frame Zhu Jinzhen would be put to death.

Over the past few years, the bloody lessons learned by a cabinet minister and several officials from the first to the fourth and fifth ranks in the court made those censors and court officials who loved to talk finally understand what it meant to cause trouble with the mouth.

Zhu Wusi, the Iron-hearted Divine Marquis of Hulong Villa, has the right to supervise court officials.

But let us ask him, does he dare to extend his hand into Lanzhou, and does he dare to say a word about what Prince Su did in the court?
The East Factory had great power in the court and disrupted the government. It acted as the emperor's white glove and was very secretive about Zhu Jinzhen, never daring to speak nonsense.

Lanzhou Prefect Shen Bing stood up and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, the Emperor issued an imperial decree two weeks ago to inspect the nine borders of the Ming Dynasty. How should we respond?"

Although Shen Bing was the prefect of Lanzhou appointed by the imperial court, all the actions that Zhu Jinzhen, the Prince of Su, had taken to benefit the country and the people since he succeeded to the throne, including the day he led his army to repel the Mongols and Liaos five years ago and safeguarded the peace of the Ming Dynasty, had completely won Shen Bing's heart.

To him, the court was high and mighty, and even the emperor could not sympathize with the common people, let alone bring to the people of Lanzhou a life that seemed like a magnificent scene on earth.

Therefore, he was not at all happy when the emperor went on tour.

Instead, I am worried.

They were worried that when the emperor inspected the border, their princes would be feared by the emperor.

Even……

"In the court, the East Factory and the Hulong Villa are fighting against each other, and the civil service group is hindering the imperial power. The emperor is already unable to take care of himself. He wouldn't dare, right?" Shaanxi Commander-in-Chief Yang Qingyi hesitated.

He heard the hidden meaning in Shen Bing's words, but he was not optimistic.

Infighting in the court has become the norm.

The East Factory, the Hulong Villa, the Jinyiwei, and the Liushenmen are hindering each other, and the civil service group and various martial arts forces are also involved. The emperor's troubles cannot be solved overnight.

Even if the emperor wanted to deal with them, he had to solve the problems in the court first.

Zhu Jinzhen was holding a teacup, the tea had a light fragrance that suited his taste very well. He listened to the conversation between the two and smiled faintly and shook his head: "The emperor is inspecting the nine borders as usual. Even if he has the intention to test them, he can only appease them. If he wants to make a move on the Prince Su's Palace, he is not strong enough yet."

(End of this chapter)