Ming Dynasty: The Crocodile King of Han Prince Zhu Gaoxu's Family

Chapter 116 Du Fu's March to the Troops
“The army’s morale is available!
Morale is available!

This battle will surely be won! "This is what Emperor Yongle said to his ministers after the heavy cavalry battalion's drill, revealing his immense excitement.

At this moment, the military exercise observation has ended, and the group followed Emperor Yongle and walked towards the central military tent in a mighty manner.

At this moment, someone suddenly chased after him.

"Your Majesty, this is the Crown Prince's handwritten letter!" Zhu Zhanhe looked at the eunuch in front of him and couldn't help but admire his uncle's persistence. Grandpa had already completed the training and the military exercises, and now his uncle was sending someone to deliver a letter to persuade the troops to stop fighting? His uncle was really doing something amazing for the Crown Prince!

Of course, not everyone was happy to see this. For example, Prince Han and Prince Zhao, as well as many military officers, relied on military achievements to show their status! Of course, they were not happy to stop the war. However, this mainly depended on the Emperor Yongle's wishes.

What's more, among those who disagreed with the prince's withdrawal of troops, the one with the biggest disagreement and the highest status was Emperor Yongle himself!
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Emperor Yongle!
"Don't try to fool me with those girly words every day!

He said he wouldn't fight, so he didn't fight?!
Is it okay not to fight?!

"Can we not fight?" The more Emperor Yongle spoke, the worse his mood became. He turned his head and looked at the military officers behind him. His sharp eyes made many of them bow their heads!

Zhu Zhanhe watched this scene with great interest, finding it very amusing. Of course, he had just recovered from the excitement of leading the heavy cavalry battalion in the charge, and he also felt that he had to fight!

"If we hadn't resisted, we would still be grazing horses by the Yellow River!" The more Emperor Yongle spoke, the more unhappy he became. He ignored the people's advice and directly grabbed the things sent by Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi and stepped into the central military tent.

The officials behind him also followed in carefully.

As soon as he entered the tent, Emperor Yongle handed the things brought by Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi to Yang Shiqi who was standing beside him, and sat down on the main seat casually.

Yang Shiqi was also a stubborn person. He just knelt down in the lobby with his things in his hands, which made Emperor Yongle look helpless.

Prince Han and Prince Zhao, who followed Yongle, entered the room and sat directly at the first small table on either side. Zhu Zhanhe and Xiao Bisi stood on the left and right sides of Emperor Yongle respectively.

Zhu Zhanhe was not polite either. He directly placed his sword in front of the second small table next to his father, Prince Han. He held the sword in one hand and watched everyone's performance quietly.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhanhe's ears moved, and he keenly noticed movement under the table in front of Emperor Yongle!

A spy?! This was Zhu Zhanhe's first reaction. But then, the strong aroma of wine reached his nose, telling him that a thief had come to steal the wine!
Then, Zhu Zhanhe didn't want to meddle in other people's business and just pretended not to know.

"This is the copy of Du Fu's "The March of the Chariots" that the Crown Prince just sent. Hang it up and let everyone see it! Go, hang it up!" Emperor Yongle looked at Yang Shiqi and sighed. He looked up and signaled Zhu Zhanji beside him with his eyes to read the thing sent by Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi to everyone.

Zhu Zhanji was also very smart and perceptive. He nodded to Emperor Yongle, took the scroll from Yang Shiqi's hand, turned around and hung it directly at the door of the tent.

When the scroll was unfolded, there was a piece of calligraphy inside, written very neatly.

"The chariots rumble, the horses neigh, and the travelers have bows and arrows at their waists;

Mother and wife saw him off, but the dust obscured the view of the Xianyang Bridge.
He grabbed her clothes, stamped his feet, and stopped crying, his cries reaching the sky.
Passers-by on the road asked the pedestrians, and the pedestrians only said that they walked frequently.

Or from the fifteenth north to the river, then to the forty west to the camp field;
When I left, the village head gave me a head wrap, and when I returned, my hair was white and I was still guarding the border.
The blood on the borders turned into a sea, but Emperor Wu was still determined to expand the borders;

Have you not heard that in the two hundred counties of Shandong during the Han Dynasty, thousands of villages and towns were covered with thorns and jujube trees?
Even if there are strong women holding hoes and plows, the crops will not grow in the fields;
Moreover, the Qin soldiers were very good at fighting and were no different from dogs and chickens when driven.
Even if the elders ask, how dare the servants complain?
And this winter, Kansai died without a break.

The magistrate urgently asks for rent, where does the tax come from?
Believe that knows to give birth to men is evil, but it is better to have a daughter.

If you give birth to a daughter, you have to marry Proxima, and if you give birth to a boy, you must bury it with Baicao.

Have you not seen that, at the head of Qinghai, no one has collected the bones since ancient times? New ghosts are troubled by grievances, old ghosts cry, the sky is cloudy and rainy, and the sound of chirping is heard." It must be admitted that Zhu Zhanji read Du Fu's "Song of the Chariots" with great emotion. Even the usually stubborn Emperor Yongle was listening with a look of sorrow at this moment.

However, the prince's calligraphy made Prince Han and Prince Zhao smile with disdain. This battle must be fought!
But soon, Emperor Yongle changed his mind!
His crimes were committed in this era, but his achievements will be remembered for generations to come! He, the Yongle Emperor, will bring peace to his descendants! He will exterminate the Japanese pirates and will never allow the grassland pirates to harm the Han Dynasty! He will never leave the problem to future generations to solve!
Emperor Yongle lowered his head, touched his beard, and spoke with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"When I was young, I followed General Xu Da on a northern expedition. The entire Jianghuai region, once a land of plenty, was completely deserted for hundreds of miles!
Wild grass taller than people has grown on people’s kangs!

Those barbarians enclosed the land to make horse farms and buried the people in the ground to use as fertilizer!

The grass is growing so well!

"..." Yongle gritted his teeth as he recalled his past experiences. These words moved everyone present. Even Zhu Zhanhe was stunned for a moment. He had never seen such a scene.

"As long as the enemy remains, we will die on horseback!

……

Even if none of you go to this battle, I, an old man, will never let those people cross the Great Wall alone!
Old man, I'll go by myself! " Emperor Yongle's words and this turn of events can be said to have aroused the enthusiasm of many military officers, and their blood boiled instantly!

"We are willing to fight to the death with the emperor!" Prince Han took the lead, and Prince Zhao and a group of generals echoed him, including Zhu Zhanhe, of course.

After hearing this, Emperor Yongle was obviously filled with joy. He walked to the table, drew the sword from his waist, and slammed it into the table.

"I will not return until the enemy army is defeated!" Emperor Yongle said firmly, holding the knife in his hand.

"We will not return until the enemy army is defeated!" Many military officers in the tent echoed and expressed their determination.

"Drink this cup to the full!" Emperor Yongle was in a good mood. He picked up the wine on the table and started drinking with everyone.

"Tell the Crown Prince that the military spirit and morale are good enough, and let the Ministry of Revenue redraft the plan!" Emperor Yongle said, holding a wine glass and looking at Yang Shiqi who was standing at the door with a sad face, without paying any attention to Yang Shiqi's bitter face.

"Serve the meal and change the table!" After drinking, Emperor Yongle put down his wine glass and casually said, replacing the table that he had damaged, then turned and left.

As the two soldiers moved the table away, two drunk guys instantly appeared. They were Yu Qian and his horse breeder, Has Zhuzi!

"Who are you?" Prince Zhao spotted the two men in an instant and drew his sword directly at Yu Qian. The others also reacted, drew their swords, and protected Emperor Yongle behind them!
"He is my horse breeder, Has Zhuzi!" Yu Qian explained quickly.

"Want to assassinate the king?!
Drag him out! Skin him before questioning! "Prince Zhao is indeed the one in charge of the Imperial Guards; his words are full of the smell of blood!

Emperor Yongle turned around with interest. He recognized Yu Qian and signaled Prince Zhao to make way.

"What are you doing here?" Emperor Yongle looked at the two drunk guys in front of him with great interest.

"Stealing wine!" Yu Qian was an honest man. He just held up the wooden wine spoon and said with a nervous and drunken face.

Emperor Yongle burst out laughing and waved to Prince Zhao. Prince Zhao immediately understood and dragged the two of them out.

Soon, two more people appeared on the flagpole at the entrance of the camp!
Looking at the two people on the flagpole, the happiest person was Emperor Yongle. His hearty laughter made Yu Qian want to cry but had no tears.

(End of this chapter)