"Your Excellency fainted." Zhang Cheng, the official of the Jinyi Guard, caught Liu Hongjian and let him sit on the ground.

He didn't expect that this news would be such a big blow to the commander, the news of the death of the Emperor Taishang has now reached the Shuntian Mansion, and the messenger of the Ministry of Rites will be transmitted to the nineteen provinces of the Ming Dynasty in the next half a month.

As soon as Liang Yang learned the news, he sent Jinyi Guard to inform the commander.

But Liu Hongjian has been leading troops outside, last month in Lianghuai, last month went to Fujian, the latest news came a few days ago is in Sichuan and Shu.

In order to spread the news as quickly as possible, Liang Yang had no choice but to mobilize a large number of Jinyiwei's manpower and divided them into dozens of waves to search.

Zhang Cheng also found Runing Mansion first, and learned from there that Liu Hong was gradually going to pass Kaifeng to the north, and chased all the way to Zhangde Mansion to catch up.

"Brother Kuo, let's go find a carriage and continue our journey!" Zhang Cheng may not know the friendship between his adult and Emperor Chongzhen, but the thoughtful Yang Tianbao knows.

If the adults woke up, they would definitely rush back to the capital as soon as possible, and even in such a situation, the plan could not be stopped.

When Kuoduan heard this, he immediately sent people to search for the carriage in the surrounding area, and the group continued to rush in the direction of Shuntianfu.

Half a day later, Liu Hong gradually frowned and woke up, and saw that Yang Tianbao was napping in the carriage, so he slowly sat up.

"Your Excellency, you're awake." Yang Tianbao whispered when he heard the movement in the carriage.

"What time is it?" Liu Hong gradually said expressionlessly.

"Lord Hui, it's three o'clock in the hour." Yang Tianbao replied.

"Stop, call the brocade guard to come and see me." Liu Hong gradually said again, and got out of the carriage after speaking.

Liu Hong gradually looked up at the sky, it was the midwinter weather, and the sky was also gray, only the war horse kicked the ground with white air.

Less leaning, the team stopped, and Zhang Cheng, the brocade guard who had been following the team, rode a horse.

"Your name is Zhang Cheng, when did the Emperor Taishang go?" Liu Hong gradually turned his back to the crowd.

"Commander Qi, the imperial physician in the palace said that the emperor collapsed on the twenty-first day of the lunar month." Zhang Cheng replied.

The 21st ...... of the lunar month It was the day of the earthquake in Runing Province, could it be that this was really providence?

Liu Hong gradually felt uncomfortable, and there was nowhere to vent his suppressed emotions, at this time he hoped that he was on the battlefield and there were countless enemies in front of him, so he could hold the AK to vent the sorrow in his heart unscrupulously.

But not here, in the vast North China Plain, except for the small villages dotted in the distance, there is only barren land in the middle of winter.

"Let's all get on the horse, this king is going back to Beijing overnight!" Liu Hong gradually held back tears and ordered.

A personal guard led his war horse over, and Liu Hongjian turned over on the horse without saying a word, and then beat the horse and walked to the front of the team.

Just walked to the front of the team, Liu Hong gradually seemed to be uncontrollable, and hit the horsewhip on the back of the war horse, and the war horse shook off the horse's hooves and galloped into the distance under the pain.

As soon as Kuduan saw the movement in front of him, he hurriedly called a few of his subordinates to follow up with the guards.

But Liu Hongji's war horse is a first-class Dawan horse of the Ming Dynasty, that is, a sweaty horse, which is second to none in terms of endurance and explosiveness, and a few people such as Kuoduan can't catch up at all.

The north wind was blowing like a knife, the war horse was galloping, Liu Hong gradually felt that everything was retreating, and the tears on his cheeks could no longer be held back.

In the eyes of his subordinates, he is a victorious general, an arm in the heart of the emperor, and an omnipotent god of war.

But only he understands that all this is imposed by outsiders, he doesn't want to sit on this son, he doesn't want to be the god of war, he is just an ordinary person.

No one sees it anyway, so let it flow.

Liu Hong gradually rode his horse to a small hillside, until the war horse under his crotch could no longer withstand the explosion of such a speed, and he fell off the horse panting and lying on the ground.

After a while, Kuoduan caught up with seven or eight guards, and at a distance of forty or fifty steps from Liu Hong, Kuoduan stopped the guards.

He knew that Liu Hong was gradually suffering in his heart, and his group of people rashly disturbed, so it was better to let the adults be quiet.

Liu Hong gradually lay on the dry grass, remembering the first time he saw Uncle Chongzhen.

At that time, it was the time of internal and external troubles and natural disasters in the Ming Dynasty, and the uncle only had one hundred and five taels of silver left in the poor treasury.

At that time, the uncle could only give the official position and title, and the funny thing is that he still asked for silver in front of the uncle at that time, and now that I think about it, people don't have the same knowledge as him, otherwise a hundred heads are not enough to cut off.

Later, he broke into trouble one after another, violated the ancestral system, and even trampled on the ancestral system, was lazy, did not go to the court, dereliction of duty, and did not do anything, and slept at home every day with his wife.

The uncle trusted him as usual to protect him in front of the courtiers, and the army went out to fight with silver and grain and grass, and Ning Yuan tightened his belt.

During the expedition to Jiannu, the uncle's body was obviously unable to hold on, and he still gritted his teeth and didn't want to slow down the pace of the army......

All this, vaguely past, as if yesterday, appeared in Liu Hong's mind one by one, and tears flowed unhappily again.

I still remember that there was such a passage in a book, tears are such a thing, it is a good thing that can be washed away by bitterness and going north.

When you really experience the ups and downs of life, you will understand that there is a huge sadness in life that cannot be washed away by tears, and there is unforgettable pain that makes you unable to cry even if you want to cry.

Fortunately, in this life, he met such an elder who was high and powerful and regarded him as a son, so that he could roar the court uncontrollably, so that he could not worry about all his worries, so that he could cry when he wanted to cry and laugh when he wanted to laugh.

But the man was gone.

Half an hour later, Liu Hong gradually wiped a handful of dried tears and sat up, then turned over and walked to the front of the guard.

"Let's go, go back to Beijing!" After speaking, Liu Hong gradually returned to the team.

From Zhangde Mansion to the capital, it is six or seven hundred miles, and if the army marches normally, even the cavalry will take four days.

However, Liu Honggradually allowed the soldiers and horses to rest for three hours every day, and even at night by the moonlight, they had to hurry, and in only two days the team arrived at Andingmen, the outer city of the capital.

According to the ancestral system, after the emperor died, the dragon body must be placed in several banquet halls.

After Liu Hong gradually proved his identity, he led people straight into the inner city, and after passing the Zhengyang Gate of the inner city, Liu Hong gradually left behind his subordinates and rode to Daming Gate alone.

Daming Gate is heavily guarded, even if officials enter, they are not allowed to ride, let alone ride horses, but Liu Hongjian doesn't care about this, and the general guarding the gate does not dare to stop him after learning of Liu Hongji's identity.

Liu Hong gradually rode a war horse straight into the Daming Gate, passed the Chengtian Gate and dismounted after the noon gate, and did not pass through the Wuying Palace, and arrived at the Hall of a few feasts.

In the hall of several feasts, Zhu Cihong knelt in front of the spirit, and the eunuchs were all dressed in plain clothes and knelt behind Zhu Cihong.

Liu Hong's sudden appearance made Zhu Cihong turn around.

Liu ...... Liu Qing, is that you? ”

: Alas, I feel depressed, and I am still a little reluctant to get to this point.

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