Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 183 Old Zhu, This Is Our Son

"His Royal Highness, how are you?" the voice sounded behind Zhu Biao in vain.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Biao's eyes flashed surprise: "Mao Xiang, you are late, Bei Yuan has already asked to surrender."

Mao Xiang saw that Zhu Biao had an arm injury, but it was fine. He didn't ask any more questions, but nodded and said, "I'm here to welcome His Highness back to Beijing."

The next day, the chariots and horsemen headed for Nanjing in a mighty manner.

It will take some days for the class teacher to return to the dynasty.

All the captives in the grassland were tied with hemp ropes, only the Queen of Beiyuan, and Wang Baobao's wife and daughter, Minmin Timur were locked up.

The other chiefs of the grassland tribes kept following Xu Da and Zhu Biao to show their hospitality.

Zhu Biao refused Mao Xiang's escort and asked him to tell Lao Zhu the news in advance.

Mao Xiang hurried to Nanjing overnight.

Returning to Nanjing from Gansu, it was the hot summer of June and July, and everyone took off their armor and wore vests with bare shoulders.

When I marched to Shaanxi, several places were deserted, and those houses were covered by lush green grass and abandoned.

Zhu Di was bored, so Zhu Biao told him and Xu Miaowei about the customs and customs of various places, as well as the crops.

"Brother, are you talking about the egg that the queen mother planted in the soil?" Zhu Di asked.

"It's called potatoes, and it's most suitable for growing in the north. Qinchuan, which is eight hundred miles away..." Zhu Biao talked endlessly.

At this moment, a soldier in front hurriedly said: "General, Your Royal Highness, the prisoners over there are suffering from heat."

Zhu Biao and Xu Da looked at each other, and then said to those behind him, "Let's deal with it, Mr. Li."

The weather was hot, and the march was conducted regardless of day or night. Some people couldn't stand the heat, and heat stroke was normal.

The doctors in the camp will prepare herbal medicines to relieve the heat.

During the rest of the station in the afternoon, the soldiers next to him came to tell Zhu Biao that Minmin Timur wanted to see him.

"What do you see Gu doing?" Zhu Biao sat up and didn't intend to move.

"Reporting to Your Highness, I heard that he is ill."

"Go to a doctor when you are sick, and what to do with Gu, and Gu can help her solve it." Zhu Biao said.

"His Highness Baba—"

Just as Zhu Biao was talking, he heard Minmin Timur's voice from over there: "His Royal Highness Prince Baba."

What is His Royal Highness Prince Baba, this Minmin Timur is not disgusted and panicked.

Zhu Biao went to a distance and looked at her: "What's wrong with you."

This time Minmin Timur was not as usual, he just knocked his head heavily on the wooden board and said loudly: "Prince Daming, please be kind to save Sa Ren."

Zhu Biao turned his head and found that it was Wang Baobao's daughter, who seemed to be suffering from heatstroke.

Didn't he ask Li Dabangzi to help everyone prevent heatstroke? What's going on?

Then he put his hands behind his back and said, "You ask Gu to save her, what conditions do you use?"

"You... save Sa Ren, I am willing to dedicate myself to..." Min Min Timur said.

"Don't." Wang Baobao's wife dissuaded Minmin Timur.

"Okay, stop acting." Zhu Biao turned around and said, "I don't need this thing."

Glancing at the child, it was a little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth, and it seemed uncomfortable to close her eyes tightly at this moment.

Zhu Biao waved: "Bring that child out and let the doctor diagnose and treat him."

He can bully those Northern Yuan thieves, but he is a dignified prince of such a young child, so there is no need to kill them all.

Minmin Timur saw Zhu Biao leaving with her little niece, she turned her head to the crying woman and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry. Sa Ren will be fine."

The Queen of Great Khan behind her, her hair disheveled like a shrew, sat at the back and said coldly, "You are the sinners of the grassland. Sa Ren is sick. This is the God of the grassland warning and punishing you."

"You—" Min Min Timur said: "If it wasn't for my elder brother guarding Shanxi, where would your happy days be."

The Queen of Great Khan sneered and said, "Your brother is guarding Shanxi? If it wasn't for him, the Ming army would have been able to break through? Maybe he colluded with the Ming army. You think that the Ming people will save Sa Ren, it's really naive."

"Hey, what's the noise?" The soldier next to him shouted, staring at the wooden fence twice with his horsewhip.

Not long after, Zhu Biao had someone send that Saren back to Minmin Timur, and turned around and left.

Minmin Timur said to Sa Ren: "Sa Ren, are you okay, the God of the Grassland bless us."

"Sa Ren." Wang Baobao's wife hugged Sa Ren, crying bitterly.

Minmin Timur looked at Zhu Biao who was walking towards the distance, and then went with his head down again.

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On the day when Zhu Biao returned to Beijing, Lao Zhu had people hold a banquet in the palace early, and ordered these sons to dress up and go to greet him outside the palace city.

It is July and August in Nanjing City, and the Zijin Mountain is covered with forests and beautiful scenery. The whole Nanjing City is full of onlookers.

The summer wind is blowing, and there are crowds of people.

Old Zhu stood on the tower early and looked at Zhu Biao's figure. He specially wore a new suit today.

Empress Ma smiled and said, "You, it's really not easy to be willing to wear a new dragon robe today."

When everyone heard Empress Ma's words, they all looked at Lao Zhu in admiration.

On weekdays, they felt that their Majesty was the emperor of peasants, but when they saw his clothes today, they felt that this was the real dragon emperor.

Qinglong cloth boots are on the feet, and the whole attire fully shows the majesty of the emperor.

Under the gaze of all the officials, Lao Zhu was walking step by step on the city wall, rubbing his hands from time to time.

I really didn't expect that my son actually won the Beiyuan, just the silver, cattle and sheep, and the grain. For Daming, it was a timely gift.

Lao Zhu waited and waited and saw no one, so he just sat and stared into the distance. There was a seat left beside him, and the next one was Zhu Xi and Zhu Yu, and then another seat was vacant.

Then came Zhu Lu and the others, and the princesses and little princes.

The head of the hundred officials, except for a few military generals who stayed in the court, is Li Shanchang with his head held high, followed by Song Lian, Hu Weiyong and the others.

Seeing the large group of people and the flag of Ming Dynasty in the distance, Lao Zhu began to smile, and stood up directly and said, "It's a sign. Have you seen it? It's a sign."

Lao Zhu is like an ordinary old father who is happy for his son, and his words are full of undisguised pride.

He stood up and laughed loudly, and the people in the city shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"Stay flat, get up." Old Zhu's thick voice reached everyone's ears.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lao Zhu's gaze was already fixed on the brigade that was far away from Nanjing, and he repeated a sentence: "Our good son."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise and powerful, I admire you." Li Shanchang immediately answered with a smile.

"Haha, Prime Minister Li is right." Old Zhu praised directly.

Afterwards, Wang Guangyang and Song Lian also followed suit.

Old Zhu narrowed his eyes, let him fight this battle, and had more contact with Xu Da and the others. In the future, if he could cultivate his confidants, or subdue these nobles from Huaixi, he would help him spread out according to the situation. main road.

Zhu Biao's chariots and horses got closer and closer, many people ran out of the city gate to greet them, it was very lively.

　The Beiyuan war is over here, thank you for your support.

　　The next step is to officially revitalize Daming with the affairs of Daming and his son.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)