After Zhu Biao became the emperor, he must be a benevolent monarch who does nothing! This is Yoo Chun's assertion.

This seemingly benevolent and cowardly prince has unusual persistence.

After he arrived in Beiping, especially when the New Year was approaching, Zhu Biao actually took a gift to visit every private school and sent bacon and shochu to Mr. Jiaoshu as a gift for the New Year.

Even Zhu Biao saluted the gentlemen, please.

Beipingdi, since the fifth generation, has fallen into the hands of the Hu people, a full four hundred years, the education is not prosperous, and the heavy task of restoring the spirit of the Han family has fallen on the gentlemen.

It is necessary to let every student read the classics well and be an upright and upright person.

The teachers and students of Beiping were all moved by His Royal Highness the Prince, and they swore to the sky that they would always be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and they would follow the etiquette of the Han family.

In addition to caring about education, Zhu Biao also wrote articles for the ancestral halls of many families, encouraging them to worship their ancestors and pursue them cautiously. He also invited many businessmen to donate money to help the orphaned and elderly in Beiping and adopt homeless children.

A dignified prince, the second most noble person in the world, can do this step, the whole Beiping, all grateful, everyone with tears in their eyes, praise the prince's benevolence...... Only the old monk Dao Yan jumped like thunder.

Zhu Biao's benevolence was not blown out by literati, but from the bones, perhaps left to him by his kind mother, or perhaps taught to him by the great Confucian Song Lian and others.

All in all, Zhu Biao showed a completely different style from his father Zhu Yuanzhang.

A wise and martial artist, a benevolent and humble, in all fairness, there is no way to comment on who is high and who is low. But Dao Yan knows one thing, as long as Zhu Biao does not die, no one can shake his position as the prince!

In the past, Dao Yan thought that as long as Zhu Di performed well, the prince would continue to lose points with the Son of Heaven because of the pig teammates around him, and he could achieve the goal of winning the heir.

But now it looks like it's probably going to fail.

The old monk could only be depressed and pray for a miracle.

It was Liu Chun, who lived a very comfortable life, and had Zhu Di and Fu Youde to help with the relocation of the iron smelting plant. And the official documents exchanged with each other, because of the addition of Luo Guanzhong, he can also hand over to the old gentleman to be responsible.

It's just bitter Lao Luo.

People in their fifties and sixties have to get up early and go to bed late every day, with a lone lamp at every turn, write until after the third watch, and then put the written manuscript in an envelope, hand it over to the outside convoy, take it to Beiping, and send it to the prince's palace.

Then after sleeping for two or three hours, I have to get up and deal with all kinds of things for Liu Chun.

I was so busy that I was dizzy, and my head was big three times.

"How can you have more things to do in a small workshop than hundreds of thousands of troops?" Luo Guanzhong couldn't help but complain.

Liu Chun chuckled and said: "It's not that I have a lot of things, but that Zhang Shicheng can't manage it well, and there are too many lazy people around him, so he lost so badly, don't you say?" ”

Lao Luo rolled his eyes angrily, "I'm a lazy person, I'm a waste!" I beg you, raise your noble hand, and spare the old decay! If you continue like this, you will die! ”

The old man pointed to the blue bags under his eyes and said helplessly.

Liu Chun smiled indifferently, "Mr. Luo, I still believe in your ability, of course, if you are really busy, can you ask for a few helpers!" You are in Hangzhou, you have so many friends, just let them come over! ”

Luo Guanzhong rolled his eyes and roared angrily: "The old man is a benevolent and moral gentleman, so he will not frame his friends, even if I am tired to death, I will not write a letter!" ”

Three days later, Lao Luo wrote a paragraph under the grape trellis of Jin Lian and Ximen Daguan in advance, and while he was still in spirit, he quickly wrote three letters and sent them out immediately.

"It is also their blessing to be able to serve the imperial court." Lao Luo said weakly, lowered his head and nibbled on the elbow of the sauce.

Liu Chuncai was too lazy to talk nonsense, this old man was a standard "true fragrance" patient, and said that he didn't want to write about his daily life, but as a result, he wrote more and more energetically, and ten pages of paper were not enough. said that he didn't hurt his friends, no, he was looking for his best friends, and he also said that he would find them a shortcut to the south.

Don't call it Huhai Sanren, just call it Zhenxiang Sanren!

Liu Chun is busy, outside Daning City, two iron-making blast furnaces have been set up, and the raw material production area has also been found, less than a hundred miles away from Daning City, there is a large open-pit coal mine.

In the Yuan Dynasty, there were still people mining, but later because of the war, the miners fled and were abandoned. Now it naturally falls into the hands of Liu Chun, and the return of those who are looking for iron ore also has an eyebrow.

Soon the Daning Iron Works will be up and running.

Liu Chun has full confidence that within three years, he will be able to become the steel king of the north.

Everyone was busy, and it seemed that they had completely forgotten that there was another general who was leading the troops and hunting down the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

It has been more than two months since Lan Yu came out of the fortress, and according to intelligence, the puppet emperor of the Yuan Dynasty was fishing in the fishing sea, but they were less than forty miles away from the fishing sea, and they still did not see the people and horses of the Yuan Dynasty.

At this moment, there is not much water and food left in the army. Including war horses and livestock, they have lost a lot.

Lan Yu was so depressed that she had to order a night of camping. He stared at the map alone in a daze, and if he couldn't find the Northern Yuan people for another three days, he would have to withdraw his troops.

100,000 horses, labor expeditions, nothing to gain, what face do you have to meet the civil and military forces of the court?

When Lan Yu was distressed, suddenly his general Wang Bi arrived.

"Yongchang Hou, great joy!"

Wang Bi said: "I just got the news that the puppet emperor is in the northeast of the fishing sea, eighty miles away from us!" ”

"Seriously!"

Lan Yu grabbed Wang Bi and said in surprise: "What you said is true?" ”

"It's true!"

"Good! Hit the ground running! ”

Lan Yu didn't care about resting, and rushed out of the tent, but as soon as he came out, he found that there was a large dark cloud in the distance, surging quickly, and the air was full of earthy smell, and the flying stones and gravel were not scraped on the face, and it hurt!

Wang Bi was terrified, the dark clouds in the distance were the most terrible sandstorms in the desert!

Even the most familiar caravanserais, if they encounter a sandstorm, are likely to be buried.

"Marquis Yongchang, what should I do? Do you want to wait for the sandstorm to pass before marching? ”

Lan Yu wrinkled her brows, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Brothers, God help me! Fighting a war is about surprise, Yuan Tartar must not have expected it, we will attack at this time, the big guy is caught off guard with me killing Tartar! ”

Lan Yu's enthusiasm infected every soldier, and soon, Lan Yu gathered 30,000 elites, and without waiting for the sand and dust to stop, he resolutely headed to the northeast and killed him.

Lan Yu took Wang Bi as the striker, leaving the veteran Guo Ying of Wuding Hou to command 70,000 horses, and when Lan Yu was leaving, he gave Guo Ying a note, with only a few short sentences on it: If this battle is lost, immediately lead the troops to retreat to Beiping, wait for the opportunity, and then try to go on the Northern Expedition!

Guo Ying trembled, looked at the yellow sand in the sky, and was speechless for a long time.

The general is fighting for his life!

The sand and dust are so big, and there is the elite of the Yuan Tartars, no one can say what will happen. Guo Ying knelt down silently, knelt on the ground, and prayed for the gods' protection.

You must win!

Lan Yu left the barracks and walked thirty miles, the wind and sand gradually stopped, and in his hand, he held the compass given to him by Liu Chun.

Lan Yu stared at the pointer carefully, north, south, east and west, the direction was determined, he took the lead, and killed the northeast, and the 30,000 soldiers behind followed closely.

No one spoke, only the sound of the wind and the sound of horses' hooves, this Ming army, like an arrow shot out, was unstoppable...... Finally, in front of them, a vast camp appeared, and the Northern Yuan Emperor, the crown prince, the concubine, and many ministers were exposed in front of Lan Yu without reservation!

In the face of the Ming army falling from the sky, they were all stupid, stunned, and crazy! Where the hell did they come from?

Lan Yu didn't want to give these people the slightest time, he used all his strength and roared!

"Kill!"

The army swept down like a tide......