......

A few days later, ten miles outside the capital.

Emperor Zhu Chongba brought the prince, civil and military ministers, and countless common people, and they had already waited on the official road after the early court time.

Waiting for Zhao Zheng's return.

"Father, Erhu wrote back earlier that Mr. Bowang's condition has been stabilized by the imperial physician, but the condition is not good."

"So these people, do you want to..."

Prince Zhu Biao frowned, stood next to Emperor Zhu Chongba, and waved his hands in a small range.

More than two years, close to three years.

He and Emperor Zhu Chongba have become closer and more similar in terms of power and behavior.

The meaning of waving is naturally to let the people go back.

As for how to explain it after the event, then set the rules.

Because Zhao Zheng's current situation is not optimistic, it is much more difficult to let the people know that the troubles that will be created are much more difficult than explaining to these people afterwards.

"No, you don't have to."

Emperor Zhu Chongba shook his head.

He also frowned, but he didn't agree.

Because he thought farther than Prince Zhu Biao, and the battered booklet in his arms was the best proof.

"Biao'er, have you ever thought about how much people's expectations of Lord Bowang have piled up after these three years?"

"Pingxi Chagatai Khan, unified East Chagatai Khan, built a mutual market, and Feng Yili took care of it."

"It even earned a Khan for our emperor."

"If he is born, a duke, do you think that's enough, Biaoer?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba looked at his big son, Prince Zhu Biao.

"No, it's not enough. Duke Bowang's achievements require cracking the earth to seal him as king."

Prince Zhu Biao thought for a while, frowned, and shook his head.

Then, there is the horror of hindsight.

"Father, what do you mean, Duke Bowang did it on purpose?"

"On purpose? Maybe."

Emperor Zhu Chongba withdrew his considerate gaze, said maybe, but shook his head.

"Biaoer."

"My son is here."

"Duke Bowang and the Zhao family are both loyal ministers, do you understand this?"

"My son understands."

"No, you don't understand."

"Father please show me."

Prince Zhu Biao knew that Emperor Zhu Chongba was going to exchange the truth with himself again today.

"Show me? Hahaha, no need."

"Look at the official road, is there a horse?"

"Our Duke Bowang, and his loyal object, should be arriving soon."

"The object of loyalty???"

Prince Zhu Biao did not understand this sentence in a short time.

He looked at his father, Emperor Zhu Chongba, and wanted to hear his detailed explanation.

But Emperor Zhu Chongba did not speak.

He just raised his chin and pointed to the end of the official road in the sky.

"The object of loyalty..."

Prince Zhu Biao had no choice but to look at the end of the sky.

That is a horse.

It is Jin Yiwei who leads the two tigers.

Soon, the horse, together with Jin Yiwei and the two tigers, came in front of them and dismounted.

boom!

"Your Majesty! Your Highness!"

"The two tigers are coming back!"

"Grand Bowang, you're back!"

"In addition, there are tens of thousands of people traveling to Beijing with Duke Bowang!"

"Number? Tens of thousands?"

Prince Zhu Biao's face instantly became tense, but when he turned his head to see the expression of his father Zhu Chongba.

But he didn't see any tension on his father's face.

That's tens of thousands of people coming to Beijing.

Can the capital bear such a large flow of people at once?

Hold on.

The prince Zhu Biao suddenly recalled what his father said just now, it seemed that there were some inexplicable words.

"Grand Bowang returned with his loyal object..."

Just now, Prince Zhu Biao thought it was his father's slip of the tongue.

After all, father, the emperor, has always been in the capital.

How can he come back with Duke Bowang?

"So it's the common people..."

Prince Zhu Biao looked at Tianji, and he understood.

......

People, a lot of people.

But these people did not make a sound.

And it's weird.

These people didn't seem to be wearing coats, but took off their coats and held them in their hands.

Why are they doing this?

What about Duke Bowang's carriage?

Didn't it mean that Duke Bowang was seriously ill and could only hang himself with silver needles?

Prince Zhu Biao looked suspiciously at Erhu who had just returned to his father's side.

"Your Highness, the common people took off their coats and lifted them up to protect Lord Bowang from the wind."

Erhu answered Prince Zhu Biao's doubts.

But the doubts of the crown prince Zhu Biao were answered, but the doubts of the local officials and common people were not answered.

So while Prince Zhu Biao's heart was extremely complicated.

his rear.

There was also movement.

......

"What's going on? Why are those people holding up their coats?"

"Where's Duke Bowang's carriage? That's our Sun Moon Dynasty's new God of War! I want to see the God of War!"

"I also want to watch God of War!"

The people in the capital became excited.

"I have a bad feeling, how about you?"

"Me too, my heart is beating really hard."

"There won't be any accidents in Mr. Bowang, right?"

"The thing we have to consider now is whether there will be any accidents..."

All the officials in the capital became worried.

......

"Two tigers!"

Emperor Zhu Chongba, who was standing at the forefront, finally took action after listening to the discussion behind him.

"The end is here!"

Erhu waited for the order with complicated hearts.

"Immediately bring someone to the palace and bring all the princes over ten years old here!"

"Ah? Yes!"

Erhu thought that he would receive some bad orders again.

As a result, Emperor Zhu Chongba gave him a reversal.

There was an uncontrollable look of joy on his face.

All this is in the eyes of Prince Zhu Biao.

"Prince!"

However, it is not over yet.

Emperor Zhu Chongba solemnly called Prince Zhu Biao again.

"My son is here."

The prince Zhu Biao already knew that his father, the emperor Zhu Chongba, wanted his younger brothers and himself, so what to do.

In fact, it was as he expected.

"After the people who sent Bo Wanggong back to the capital approach, you will take your younger brothers to protect our Zhao Aiqing from the wind. Do you understand?"

"My son understands!"

Prince Zhu Biao didn't know what was going on in his heart, but when Erhu received the order, he guessed the possibility and was mentally prepared.

But after I really heard it, my father said it himself.

But he was relieved.

"Father, you... seem to have changed."

Prince Zhu Biao, under the watchful eyes of all the officials and common people in the rear, slowly took off his prince's yellow robe.

Facing his father, the emperor Zhu Chongba, he didn't pay attention to etiquette for the first time, and said a word of emotion.

"Biao'er, the emperor hasn't changed."

"Father just believes in you, do you understand?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba, speaking in denial, patted Prince Zhu Biao on the shoulder.

There was an eye contact with him.

"Father is old, do you know that?"

Hearing these words, Prince Zhu Biao shook his head quickly.

My heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

Tears welled up in the eyes.

"No, Father, you are not old yet!"

"Hahaha."

Emperor Zhu Chongba smiled.

After laughing, he turned around and boarded his dragon chariot.

It's just that he didn't sit down.

He is still standing.

Facing it, the people of the capital.

"Folks!"

"We just received news that Mr. Bowang returned to Beijing with an illness!"

"Folks!"

"Our emperor has never given orders to you."

"Now, we want the first decree!"

"From now on! The capital will be quiet for a seventh day!"

"We want to go to the altar outside the city and pray for Lord Bowang to go to heaven!"

The common people looked at the emperor Zhu Chongba, listened to his words, and listened to the will he just made.

In an instant, there was silence.

boom! ! !

Then, there was kneeling without shouting long live.

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