The moon followed the shadow of the bow, and Hu Lu brushed the sword flower.

At the end of the spring of the 11th year of Yongxing, in the north of the Saibei, on a plain near Lake Baikal. The Zhou army camp was undulating.

The aftermath of the Great War permeated the entire barracks. There is no conquest in the quiet place of the world, and the morale of the soldiers is the sun and the moon.

After Shen Qian took his personal guards to patrol the camp, he stationed his horse on the hillside, looking at the exotic land, and sighed softly in his heart.

In May of the tenth year of Yongxing, he led an elite army of 100,000 out of the fortress. Quelled the rebellion of Princess Namin of Mobei, hung her head outside Helin City, and the rest were tired of Jingguan. Then, he led his army north and engaged the 80,000 troops of Tsarist Russia advancing eastward.

It lasted several months, lured the enemy into depth, and routed the Tsarist army, with only about 5,000 people fleeing. Beheaded its marshal Povorov.

The first large-scale collision between the Zhou Dynasty and the Tsarist Russian Empire resulted in an unprecedented victory. After this battle, not only Central Siberia was under control, but the plains of Western Siberia were also under the command of the Zhou army.

The rulers of the Tsarist Empire now had to consider whether they could keep the rich West Siberia rather than an eastward strategy.

The Aral Sea, the surrounding tribes of the Yibo Sea are all submitted. This battle played a national prestige.

However, he was a famous general of the country, commanded battles, and always showed compassion for his soldiers, with few casualties. The casualties in this battle were as high as 30,000. This made him feel bad. swore to sweep away Hu Nu regardless of his body, and 30,000 mink brocade mourned Hu Chen.

Moreover, the situation in Beijing also worries him. There is news in Beijing that the Son of Yongxing is sick.

Xu Yu, the eldest son of Xu Bo, the original leader of Shen Qian's personal guards, persuaded softly: "Second master, fight on the battlefield, life and death are fateful. I heard from the interpreter of Honglu Temple that the medical conditions on the Tsarist side were worse than ours here. Soldiers are like cattle. ”

Shen Qian silently looked at the distant grassland under the night. The evening breeze blew his mantle, and the hunt sounded. It seems to be in harmony with the red Zhou army flag fluttering in the wind.

The sound of horses' hooves "stomping" came from far and near, and several messengers of the Zhou army galloped over. It depends on the situation, it is from Mobei. A lieutenant rolled his saddle and dismounted, knelt on one knee, and reported: "Hussar General, letter from Beijing." ”

Shen Qian took the letter and looked at the seal of the letter, his expression moved slightly. This is Jia Huan's seal: Zhaowen Jushi. After reading it, I can't help but look up and laugh!

"On the eighth day of the second month, Yongxing Tianzi. Huan came from Jinling, and the situation in Beijing and China has been determined. Yu Chodang's army swept through Western Siberia and took all the land east of the Ural Mountains. Political policy, without him, only two words: abolition of slavery! ”

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At the end of April, the whole capital seemed to be in a sea of boiling and joy. The good news of a great victory came from Mobei, and immediately afterwards, the rebellion of Nanyang Waja was put down. Newspapers across the country are reading and interpreting these two wars one after another.

The victory over the Tsarist Russian Empire in the north, the rebellion of the Turen in the south, and the successive victories boosted the morale and sense of honor of the people of the Zhou Dynasty.

The atmosphere in Beijing is as hot as this early summer! And a month ago, the prosperity of Jiafu and the fact that Jia Huan was the emperor gradually disappeared in public opinion.

The breeze at the end of June brings the summer heat through the window. West Garden, including the palace group of the Yuan Palace, is in a pavilion with carved beams and paintings in the Taiye Pool. Jia Huan taught Ning Yan, the son of Zhiping, the "History of the Ming Dynasty" here.

Although he used Gongsun Jie and Ning Chi as Ning Yan's study companions, he had to teach some courses alone.

In the pavilion, the windows are bright. The midsummer morning sun shone on the desk, on the books.

Jia Huan paced back and forth and said: "The Emperor of Wanli of the Ming Dynasty has lived in the palace for decades, claiming to ignore state affairs, and nearly one-third of the central official positions in the Ming Dynasty are vacant. However, the imperial court can continue to operate, and there is no big mistake, An Shi thinks, why is this?

Everyone in the world thinks that the Son of Heaven ignores government affairs. But the three major expeditions in the Wanli period were all from his hands. Today's national territory is several times that of the Ming Dynasty, An Shi thinks, how to be the Son of Heaven in today's situation? ”

When Ning Yan was the crown prince, he was taught scriptures, learning, and etiquette by Su Confucianism and Hanlin. However, he is still young and has not taken the table. And now that he is on the throne, who can call the Son of Heaven?

In mid-March, when apprenticeship, Jia Huan gave the word: An Shi. This expression also contains Jia Huan's expectations for Ning Yan.

Ning Yan was thirteen years old at the time, his appearance was similar to Ning Xi, the son of Yongxing, and he inherited some of Zhen Yi's beauty, in addition to being beautiful, he also looked handsome. Very spirited lad. At this time, wearing a light white dragon robe, he sat behind the desk, his eyes followed Jia Huan, with respect.

This kind of heuristic teaching intrigued him! During this period of teaching, he also recognized Mr. Jia's knowledge: astronomy and geography, all things in the world, are a system of their own.

Ning Yan thought for a while and replied hesitantly: "Mr. Jia, the first question, can it be explained that the imperial court system is still there?" The second question, now that the territory has increased greatly, after I became a pro-government, I have been a diligent government. "He's full of energy.

Jia Huan shook his head, "In the context of the first question, it shows that without the Son of Heaven, the imperial court can run as well." The key lies in the political system. The second problem, Anshi, the diligent government of the Son of Heaven can solve the problem temporarily. For example, Ming Taizu and Ming Chengzu are very diligent, so what about the emperor after that? Treat the symptoms but not the root cause. ”

Ning Yan was stunned.

Jia Huan said again: "The destiny of heaven is in the Ning family. However, the power of the world does not have to be concentrated in the hands of the emperor alone. A person's energy and wisdom are limited after all! We must rely on the wise people of the world to govern the country. Therefore, there is a cabinet in the Ming Dynasty, and there is a military aircraft department in this dynasty. ”

Ning Yan pondered.

Jia Huan didn't disturb Ning Yan's thinking, smiled slightly, walked to his desk, and sat down to drink tea.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps from your Excellency. After a while, I saw Empress Dowager Zhen wearing a pink long skirt palace dress and walking up with two maids.

Jia Huan, Ning Yan got up to salute, Empress Dowager Zhen responded, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Jia, I asked people to prepare chilled mung bean soup to cool off the heat." Nearly five months passed, and she gradually came out of the pain of bereavement. Her current focus in life is her son.

The two maids respectively sent the mung bean soup in the food box in their hands to Jia Huan, in front of the table of Ning Yan, the son of heaven.

With the respect of the Empress Dowager Zhen Yi, she personally came to send summer soup to Jia Huan and Ning Yan, which can be said to attach great importance to the study of the Son of Heaven and respect Jia Huan as a gentleman.

"Empress Dowager Xie." Jia Huan thanked him freely, tasted the sweetened cold mung bean soup, and felt the coolness. I don't feel constrained just because I am sitting in front of the Queen Mother, the Son of Heaven.

Ning Yan took a few sips, put down the bowl, and said, "Queen Mother, I want to eat matcha-flavored ice cream." He had a very good relationship with his mother, and he said this without hindrance.

Zhen Yi smiled and said, "How old are you!" He instructed the maid to fetch ice cream, and then asked Jia Huan: "Mr. Jia, the hussar general is still fighting in Western Siberia, this... Is it a war to destroy the country? Are there any odds of winning? ”

As a great power in the world, the Tsarist Russian Empire had a lot of information in the Zhou Dynasty. It is published in newspapers and magazines from time to time.

Jia Huan smiled calmly and said, "Queen Mother, this battle will be won!" Peter, the Emperor of Tsarist Russia, will soon send someone to negotiate peace. However, I will not allow peace with me. Tsarist Russia is committed in the east, and it doesn't bleed much, so it wants to solve the problem? ”

Western Siberia, he's going to decide. The power of Tsarist Russia could only stop at the western part of the Urals.

Who else knows the situation in Tsarist Russia better than him? It is undeniable that Tsarist Russia had a strong military, a vast territory, and a large population. During World War I, it was known as the "gray livestock". But, no matter how large his population is, there are more than China?

Within Tsarist Russia, the conflict between serfs and aristocrats intensified at the time of the Industrial Revolution in the 18th century. As long as the Zhou army released the serfs and all the fields wherever they went, they could break the rule of the tsar!

Zhen Yi was slightly surprised by Jia Huan's confidence, smiled slightly, and tapped his head. Jia Huan is the emperor's teacher. There are rumors in the court: Mr. Jia is probably Mr. Zhang during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty. I'm not a photo, I'm a photographer!

She scoffed at it. These people don't see the root cause at all: Jia Huan's position in the DPRK and China does not come from the civilian clique or his own official position. It's the support of the army! This is the essential difference.

Ning Yan looked at his teacher with admiration, feeling the momentum. That's the self-confidence of the central power! There is also that kind of bearing: people don't offend me, I don't offend people. If anyone sins against me, I will offend. It made him yearn for it.

Gossip a few words, and the teaching continues. Zhen Yi listened and waited for Jia Huan to arrange his homework after class. Ning Yan sent downstairs. Zhen Yi and Jia Huan walked out of Hanyuan Hall together. She has something to discuss with Jia Huan.

Walking in the boulevard, Zhen Yi said: "Mr. Jia, the Son of Heaven has been on the throne for a few months, and he has not yet married, I don't know when the two ladies Xue and Lin will be able to go to Beijing." I haven't seen them for a long time, and I miss them so much. ”

She has the meaning of marriage. Jia Huan and Xue Baochai are two sons. He has a daughter with Daiyu. He was more than 10 years old. It is said that it is extremely beautiful, such as hibiscus out of the water, and has the posture of sinking fish and geese.

Mentioning this, Jia Huan's mood was slightly low, he sighed lightly, and said, "Queen Mother, when you are young, you will be in the right place." An Shi is still young, only thirteen years old, and it doesn't hurt to wait a few years before getting married. "There was no immediate yes or no.

Zhen Yi nodded, seeing Jia Huan's emotions, he couldn't help but comfort him: "Brother Jia, don't be worried. Presumably in a few days... My sister's illness is cured, and your wife will leave for Beijing. ”

The news she learned from Ning Xiao. Daiyu occasionally felt the current illness, lingering on the sick bed for more than a month, and planned to go to Beijing in May. I haven't left for June yet.

Jia Huan glanced at Zhen Yi in surprise. A thirty-one-year-old beauty, as pretty as a flower. There is a heroic spirit between the eyebrows and eyes. This Brother Jia Shi pulled him back to the memories of the past.

In the autumn of the fourteenth year of Yongzhi, Zhen Li was designed by Princess Yongchang to be imprisoned, and Zhen Baoyu went to his mansion for help. Zhen Yi followed, and when they met, they said that Princess Yongchang intended to send her to Xiyuan and sacrifice her to Emperor Yongzhi. He looked ashamed.

At that time, he thought: Jiafu helped the down-and-out Zhen family solve the trouble, which was sophistication. However, the decline of the Zhen family is inseparable from him. Zhen Yi thinks of Jia Fu in his heart, who knows?

Later, this matter naturally ended with Princess Yongchang being cut off by him. On April 26, the seventeenth year of Yongzhi, Zhen Yi married Ning Xi, the king of Yan. This marriage was matched by Mrs. Wang.

Jia Huan said: "Thank you." The three girls have a heart. ”

Zhen Yi smiled and nodded. At this time, he had arrived at the side door of Hanyuan Hall and watched Jia Huan leave. Jia Huan's "three girls" also reminded her of twenty years ago, in the autumn of the eleventh year of Yongzhi, when Jia Huan arrived in Jinling to visit Zhen's mansion.

At that time, she was only twelve years old. Zhen and Jia also intended to marry back then: to marry her to Jia Huan as his wife. But Jia Huan refused. She couldn't get angry and felt ashamed. When Jia Huan came to the house, he blocked Jia Huan and asked:

"Brother Huan, wait, I have a question for Brother Huan. Why did you refuse my Zhen family's marriage contract last year on the grounds of age, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival passed on the name of your daughter's family to the whole world? What is the rationale for this? ”

She is a year older than Jia Huan.

Twenty years ago! The rumors that have been circulating in Beijing recently, although she scoffed at them. But there was one thing that annoyed her. Compare her to the Empress Dowager Li of the Wanli Dynasty. The story of Empress Dowager Li and Mr. Zhang, in the literati's notes, has a nose and eyes.

The maid saw the Queen Mother standing in the corridor, looking at the direction of Mr. Jia's departure, and reminded softly: "Queen Mother, it's time for us to go back to the palace for dinner." ”

"Alas..."Zhen Yi sighed lightly, "Let's go." ”

For whomever is lovely, it is hard work.