The palace has long been lit up with colorful lights, and fireworks are being set off in each palace, although it is still solemn, but it is full of joy in the solemnity.

It's not the first time that Sun Xiuxiu's three daughters have come to the palace, especially Kun Xing, who has been living in the palace before.

She was not surprised at all by her brother's appearance, because every New Year, Zhu Cixi would invite the family of King Anguo County into the palace to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, a tradition that seemed to have started when her father Chongzhen was in Chongzhen.

The banquet was held in the Qianqing Palace, and Zhu Cihong, Empress Chen, and Qin Guifei had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Sun Xiuxiu and others coming, Empress Chen hurriedly got up to greet her, Qin Guifei didn't want to get up, because she was the imperial concubine, and her status was higher than Sun Xiuxiu and others, but Empress Chen got up, so she had to squeeze out a smile and get up.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up and excuse me, today on Chinese New Year's Eve, we just have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, you still treat it as the little prince who went to Brother Liu's house three years ago!" Zhu Cihong pointed to the tables and chairs that had already been placed and said with a smile.

"Sister, hurry up and show your sister-in-law tea."

Zhu Cihong hasn't seen Kunxing for some days, he really hasn't been an outsider, there is no one else in the hall except Zhu Cihong's family and Sun Xiuxiu's family, and even the huge sea that has always been smiling has been driven to blow cold wind outside the hall.

However, this title is also quite strange, Kun Xing married Liu Hongchuan, it stands to reason that Liu Hongjian should be Zhu Cihong's brother-in-law, and Liu Hongjian is older than Zhu Cihong, and he himself used to call Sun Xiuxiu's sister-in-law.

So in front of the powerful Liu Hongji, Zhu Cihong could only discuss with him.

"Your Majesty, if your husband is not here today, the concubines will use tea instead of wine to give your husband a cup of toast to the emperor, I wish the emperor a healthy dragon, and I also wish Daming a prosperous day." Sun Xiuxiu raised her teacup and nodded at Zhu Cihong, Empress Chen, and Qin Guifei.

Empress Chen also returned the gift with a tea bowl, and Zhu Cihong picked up the wine glass with a smile and drank it all.

"Sister, when will Liu Hongjian come back?" Princess Zhaoren sat beside Empress Chen and said seriously.

She doesn't like Qin Guifei very much, although Qin Guifei is also very good to her, she just doesn't like it.

Empress Dowager Zhou and Empress Dowager Yi'an liked to be quiet, and the two of them knew that Zhu Cixi had invited the family of the King of Anguo County, and did not come with the young people to join in the fun, but also set up a banquet in Cining Palace and had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with the concubines of the former emperor.

Princess Zhaoren is most afraid of the Empress Dowager Zhou, followed by the Empress Dowager Yi'an, and now the two are gone, so she is not afraid of the imperial brother Zhu Cihong at all.

"Zhaoren, the king of Anguo is fighting in the Rakshasa country, don't keep talking, he will always come back." Empress Chen sandwiched a piece of fish meat for Zhaoren and put it in the bowl in front of her.

"Hmph, that bad guy! I'll ...... when he comes back."

"How are you? It's getting more and more unorthodox. Zhu Cihong reprimanded with a stiff face.

"I'll marry him, won't I?" Zhaoren was not frightened at all, she had already figured out her imperial brother's temperament, which was faking anger.

"Well, marry him, we can play together after we get married!" Qi Qige sat next to Qin Guifei and agreed.

She seems to have long forgotten that she was once a Mongolian princess, and her father has not taken care of her since she sent it to the capital, and the Empress Dowager Zhou likes this eccentric daughter very much, and pities that Zhaoren has no playmates, so she simply accepted her as a righteous daughter and kept her in the palace with Zhaoren as a companion.

Both of them didn't know about fuel-efficient lamps, and they scurried around in Qianqing Palace, Kunning Palace and Cining Palace every day, making the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace a little afraid of these two little ancestors.

"The two princesses are talking nonsense again, let's eat the dishes, the dishes are cold." Qin Guifei only regarded it as a joke for the two little girls, and she was busy with dishes for her qualifications.

Zhu Cihong and Sun Xiuxiu looked at each other with a little embarrassed expression, Zhaoren also had no way to take this sister, she couldn't tell whether Zhaoren was talking about playing or really wanted to do this.

I had always treated Zhaoren's childish words as a joke before, but it's been two years, and Zhaoren has said it almost all the time, and the few people who know about it feel a little abnormal.

Fortunately, Empress Chen and Concubine Qin kept serving vegetables to the two daughters, and the delicious and delicious meals blocked the mouths of the two daughters for a while.

"My sister is so young, do you want to marry my father? My father is amazing! ”

Fortunately, the two little princesses were stabilized, but who knew that Liu Lingfeng, the prince of the county prince's mansion, was not fuel-efficient, so he directly led the topic off the rails again.

"Don't call me sister, I'm one, two, three, or six years older than you, I have to call ...... You have to call it Auntie, right, it's its character. ”

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"Of course your father is powerful, but I have fought side by side with your father, and your father is brave on the battlefield!" Zhu Cihong didn't bother to pay attention to Zhaoren anymore, and said directly to Liu Hongji's eldest son Liu Lingfeng.

"Yes, then the emperor will tell me how brave my father is." Ling Feng immediately became interested when he heard this, and no longer paid attention to the question of what he should call Zhaoren.

"Back then, I galloped across the battlefield with your father and ...... the enemy"

"Phew, it was back then, wasn't it just a few months ago?" Zhaoren listened to his brother's bragging while eating vegetables, and sometimes he had to dismantle the stage.

"You eat well, don't interrupt!" Zhu Cihong glared at Zhaoren, and Zhaoren stuck out his tongue at Zhu Cihong and made a grimace.

"Back then, I wanted your father to gallop across the battlefield and surround the enemy in the city of Kulen, have you ever seen the Rakshasas?

All of them were tall and covered in hair, and I and your father called them Maozi.

There were more than 50,000 hairy sons in the city of Kulun, and after your father broke the city walls, I rushed into the city with your sword and killed hundreds of them!

That's a river of blood! Are you afraid? Zhu Cihong said a lot of words in one breath, and felt a little dry in his mouth.

Empress Chen poured another glass of wine for Zhu Cihong, and Zhu Cihong drank it and talked more happily.

Xiao Aotian was also a qualified listener, and Ling Yu and Ling Xue also raised their heads to listen to the story of General Zhu Cihong, and the story about their father.

"Don't be afraid! My father killed Maozi, and I will kill Maozi when I grow up! Liu Lingfeng said immaturely but seriously.

"Hey, I'm afraid you don't have a chance, your father should be about to hit Moscow, the capital of the Rakshasa Kingdom!" Zhu Cihong smiled and said.

He himself has some regrets, the Western Expedition to Rakshasa is the first time in the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the first time that the Ming Dynasty has hit Europa, and it is Zhu Cihong's heart knot that he cannot fight side by side together.

"Father will always leave me a little, and I will kill it when I grow up!" Liu Lingfeng raised his small fist and shook it.

"Aotian, don't talk nonsense, go and pour tea for the queen!" Regarding the conversation between Zhu Cihong and his son, Sun Xiuxiu was a little crying and laughing.

If it is said that Ling Feng is young and ignorant, but Zhu Cihong is already twenty, and he will be twenty-one after the New Year, and he is still the son of heaven in the current dynasty who speaks so out of tune, just like his husband.

Ling Feng obediently put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and poured a cup of tea for Empress Chen, while Ling Xue also obediently poured a cup for Concubine Qin.

Then the two of them immediately went back to the distance, and set up a shelf to listen to Zhu Cihong continue to tell the story.

"Your father, he is a great hero who stands up to the heavens and the earth, just like me." Zhu Cihong said again.

Empress Chen smiled at Sun Xiuxiu embarrassedly, she also felt that the emperor was a little different today, she still drank too much from Zhu Cihong, but Zhu Cihong's usual amount of alcohol was okay.

Only Zhaoren glanced at her imperial brother, she was full of food and decided not to listen to the imperial brother's bragging, and went out to watch the fireworks again.

"Then when my father comes back, do you want to promote my father?" Ling Feng knew that the person in front of him was the emperor, but he didn't know what the emperor was doing, he only knew that the emperor was very powerful.

Ling Feng's words caused the chopsticks in Sun Xiuxiu's hand to fall.

Tong Yan is unscrupulous, this sentence really shouldn't be the people of the county king's mansion, although Liu Hongjian has made great contributions, he is already a hereditary county king.

Anything further up, is there anything to rise, Prince?

In the past three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, there have only been a handful of county kings with different surnames, and they are all just posthumously sealed, princes with different surnames? I've never heard of it!

Qin Guifei was also startled in her heart, but after thinking about it, she was a little complacent, the emperor was most worried about the high merits of his subordinates, but any high-powered minister, even if he won the battle, he was eager to transfer this credit to others, otherwise it would be difficult to die well.

And the county king's mansion is good, the whole family not only does not know the rapid flow and retreats, but also wants to continue to rise, is it possible that you Anguo county king wants to replace him?

Hehe, hehe.

"Aotian! If you talk nonsense again, don't even think about going out again! Sun Xiuxiu said angrily.

She rarely loses her temper at home, but this time she was really angry.

She understands this truth better than anyone else, and it is precisely because of this that she rarely accepts invitations from other noble families in the capital. Even the old lady Liu Delong hardly dealt with courtiers and nobles, and for those who had distinguished themselves, the biggest barrier was to push all their subjects to his opposite.

Let the royal family know that this courtier is dedicated to serving the country and doing things for him, and he does not hesitate to offend everyone in the government and the opposition for this.

Although Liu Hongjian did not do it deliberately, for the sake of the future of the Ming Dynasty, he really offended high-level figures, including nobles and courtiers, a few years ago, oh no, twice.

But is it really good to say this on this occasion?

Seeing that Xiao Aotian was taken aback, Queen Chen hurriedly played an embarrassing round, but fortunately, Ling Feng was very stubborn and did not cry in fright, but also lay on the table and stopped talking.

But who knew that Zhu Cihong's next words were enough to startle everyone again.

"It should be raised, why shouldn't it be raised? I've long wanted to make your father a prince! Zhu Cihong stood up with a red face and said to Liu Lingfeng.

Liu Lingfeng wanted to ask why he didn't go up, but he glanced at his mother's face and decided to hold back the words that were about to come out.

"It's a pity, it's a pity that your father doesn't accept it, Aotian, your father is really a lazy man, lazier than me." Zhu Cihong sighed and sat back in his seat.

"Your Majesty, you drank too much." Empress Chen got up and poured Zhu Cihong a cup of tea and admonished.

"Shun didn't drink much, it's almost full, tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, Shun just returned from the martyr's monument worship this afternoon, and when Heping grows up next year, Shun will take him with him." Zhu Cihong had relatives in his heart and pointed to the wine glass.

The soldiers guarding the border were too hard, although those days were short, Zhu Cihong really felt the hardship.

The soldiers had to travel nearly 100 miles every day, and at night they set up tents and slept casually in the wilderness, and no one knew whether they could survive a war when they were fighting.

It is very likely that he will still brag in the tent tonight, and he will die on the battlefield tomorrow, and he will not even be able to leave a whole corpse.

He also suddenly understood now why Liu Qing always told him that the emperor should go to the barracks to see, and it was best to participate in a war.

Because only in this way can we truly understand what war is, what the cost of war is, and what is really going on with the soldiers.

The emperor should also go out to see his own civilians, so as to understand what it means to see how difficult the people's livelihood is, and the emperor should also go to see the ocean and the civilization beyond the ocean, instead of hiding in the high walls of the deep palace.

Fortunately, he was still young, Zhu Cihong suddenly smiled and drank another drink.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry too much, I and Brother Liu are friends in trouble, and Brother Liu and the first emperor have also sincerely cooperated and shared the same ...... Father and son. Zhu Cihong smiled and said to Sun Xiuxiu.

When the Ming Dynasty was at its most critical, it was Liu Hong who gradually stepped forward to help the first emperor turn the tide, and Zhu Cihong saw all this.

"My father warned me before he died, I asked myself that I am not a cold person, as long as I am there, no one can touch Liu Qing, this is my promise!"

He knew what Sun Xiuxiu was afraid of, although it didn't seem to him to be a matter at all, but what should be said had to be said.

"Thank you for your great kindness, but I believe that when the Ming Dynasty is really peaceful, my husband will definitely not be nostalgic for power." Sun Xiuxiu is very grateful to Zhu Cihong, but at the same time, she has some strong trust in her husband.

"That's not good, sister-in-law has to help me persuade her when she goes back, even if it's too peaceful, she can't leave me, otherwise I won't be busy to death in such a big territory?"

Zhu Cihong couldn't sit still when he heard it, the current Ming Dynasty is not five years ago, and the territory of the Ming Dynasty to be taken down by the Rakshasa Kingdom will almost double, if you add the newly acquired North Korea, Xinjiang and Taiwan, as well as Dongying, which has been seeking for a long time.

Zhu Cihong can easily tell the blueprint that Liu Hongjian once described to him, what North American gold, South American silver, Australian kangaroos, Inca rubber, he didn't understand what was going on! ~Hiss-I don't dare to think about it.

Although he feels that his ability to handle government affairs has improved, after all, he is used to being supervised by others, and if Liu Hongjian really succeeds in retiring in the future, Zhu Cihong will still find it difficult to accept it.

Sun Xiuxiu just smiled at this and did not answer.

The capital was peaceful, late at night on Chinese New Year's Eve, there was a quiet heavy snow in the capital, and the heavy snow was a good year, and the people who established said that the crops next year would definitely be a good harvest.

And no one would have thought that thousands of miles away, the 100,000 army of the Ming Dynasty was still fighting bloodily in the bitter cold.

No one would have thought that behind their peace, there were soldiers who were sheltering them from the wind and rain, and the soldiers were only willing to give peace to the motherland and carry the burden that ordinary people were unwilling to carry.

Oh, eighty thousand, to be exact.

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