The night wind, blowing through the valley, blew away the summer heat.

Between the magnificent mountains in the north, a lofty tower stands proudly.

This tower is called Hao Tian Tower, rumored to be built in the Sui Dynasty, fifteen zhang high (modern testimony 46 meters), the whole body made of masonry, majestic and grand, high tip of the tower as if to break through the sky.

Through the vague moonlight from afar, the tower is full of years left by the mottled and wind and rain traces. But these marks have not made it dull, but exudes a heavy and simple light.

Tower body, skilled craftsmen carved out of the fierce tigers and beasts, in the light from the various windows in the light, vivid. A pair of eyes filled with contempt looked at the distant earth.

Zhu Di stood on the topmost floor of the Haotian Tower, looking south over the picturesque rivers and mountains.

As the breeze returned, the curtains hanging in the tower window trembled slightly, and the green smoke of sandalwood incense in the attic drifted away with the wind.

In the lower tower, the sound of clattering wooden fish and the chanting of Brahma sutras by the monks are intertwined, hidden and at the same time hovering in the ears for a long time.

"So, the old master has chosen the oldest?" Zhu's voice rang out, somewhat hoarse and without much emotion.

Behind him, a dusty middle-aged warrior humbly knelt on one leg, gazing at the floor beneath his feet without looking up.

"I don't dare to be presumptuous!" The samurai opened his mouth, "But Eunuch Huang said that His Majesty is now at the point where he can't leave the King of Wu, and that he is anxious when he doesn't see the old master for a moment. Moreover, that day when the old master was acutely ill, he clearly had the intention of making the Wu King his grandson when he made it clear to the group of ministers that he was going to establish the Wu King as his grandson. But at that time, it was interrupted by the Crown Princess and King Huai, and after the old master got out of danger, he established King Wu as the Supervisor!"

"Heh! Crown Princess?" Zhu Di still looked into the distance, a hint of mockery in his eyes, "What kind of Crown Princess is Lu? Is she also worthy?"

Zhu Di was a proud man, proud since childhood. There weren't many people in this world that he could admire, and there was even only one and a half women that he could recognize.

One was the late Empress Ma, who was his foster mother but had always been regarded by him as his own mother. The other half, is his late sister-in-law, notorious Crown Princess of Daming, Chang.

Not only was Lv not worthy of the title of Crown Princess in his heart, she was not even his sister-in-law.

Immediately afterward, the corners of Zhu Di's mouth moved, the mockery on his face deepened, ''King Huai? In that case, Zhu Yunzhu also wants to get into this muddy water? Truly out of his depth!"

"Eunuch Huang said that the Crown Princess and King Huai have been secretly pulling him in!" The samurai returned.

"Hahaha!" Zhu Di seemed to have heard some funny joke and couldn't contain his laughter at the window, "The two of them really think highly of themselves!"

Zhu Yunzhu had an idea and got into the old man's eyes, out of Zhu Di's expectation.

But Zhu Yunzhu he never put in his eyes, in his eyes that is only a can only read with the kitten like yellow mouth child.

But what about Zhu Yunzhu?

Zhu Di's laughter stops, his mind surfaces a child who always hides behind his big brother, peeping at them, the uncle, not good at talking.

In fact, in his heart, his view of Zhu Yun Yunzhu than Zhu Yunzhu is much better, and even vaguely really have so a trace of affection in it.

One is because of the late virtuous sister-in-law, two is because of Zhu Yunzhu that for the great Ming set down a great war grandpa.

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The first time Zhu went into battle, he was under the command of Chang Yu Chun.

At that time against the remnants of the North Yuan army, General Chang Chouchun directly threw him a piece of iron armor, a chopping saber, told him. The army does not have any bird prince, there can only be a good man who kills people, is a bandwagon will follow the old man ass rush.

Think of this, looking out the window Zhu Di can not help but smile.

Chang Chouchun is considered his enlightenment teacher in the military, then Zhu Yun Yun this nephew, this Chang Chouchun's grandson, his heart more or less some of the love of fire.

However, unexpectedly, that child who once looked so inconspicuous was now his greatest enemy.

"You go down and receive your reward!"

That warrior wordlessly retreated, Zhu Di still stood by the window with his back hand, looking at the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the night.

In the line of sight was a gray and dark curtain that could not distinguish any scenery, but suddenly, in Zhu Di's eyes, a flame flared up, illuminating those crisscrossing rivers and mountains.

There, is the more northern part of Beiping, there is the most primitive desolation, there is also how many Han's heart nightmare, there is more when Huo Zaiwei famous place.

Slight footsteps, behind the faint sound.

Dao Yan monk Yao Guangxiao white socks stepped on the smooth and shiny floor to come, standing silently behind Zhu Di.

The flames in Zhu Di's eyes slowly faded and a smile reappeared on his face, "Remembered an old incident!"

Yao Guangxiao also looks out the window at the night, "Tell me about it!"

Zhu Di points out the window, "When I was thirteen years old, I made a promise with Great General Chang, that in the future we would fight together in the desert north, vowing to sweep away the hu captives, so that the Central Plains would no longer be trampled by the hooves of the hu people, and insert the flag of the Great Ming into the Altai Mountains, and even farther!"

Zhu Di pursed his lips during the words, his eyes growing brighter. At this moment his expression was not like a king with a deep city, but more like a headstrong teenager with ambition in his heart.

"That kind of achievement is not suitable for a vassal king, but more suitable for an emperor." Yao Guangxiao's voice was very soft, "If an emperor achieves that, his achievement far exceeds that of Han Wu and Tang Zong!"

Zhu Di suddenly smiled, "I don't need to prove anything to the world? I also don't care about the so-called merits! I know that I must be better than all the emperors of the past generations." Saying this, his eyes were like swords, "Because, I have never thought of dying in bed from illness, if I, Zhu Di, want to die, I will die on a warhorse! Die outside of the Great Ming land."

Then, Zhu Di slightly twisted his head, looking at Yao Guangxiao's side face, "If I sit on that seat, I will turn this place, this outpost of the southward movement of the Hu people for nearly a hundred years, into the starting point of the northern expedition." Saying that, he laughed again, like a mischievous child, "From now on, there will be no more Hu people going south, only Han children going north to open up the land!"

The sound of applause rang out.

Yao Guangxiao gently clapped his palms and slowly laughed, "It is a pity that there is no historian, today's words, if they can be left in writing, they will surely be passed down for thousands of years, and will make the future generations of emperors ashamed of themselves!"

"Not in the way." Zhu Di smiled slightly, "When this king ascends the throne, say it again, in front of all the ministers, say it again!"

"Then the little monk waits for that day!"

Afterward, the two were speechless, quietly looking out the window.

A few lights slowly wandered in the two's line of sight.

That seemed to be, the night watchmen in Beiping City, making their nightly rounds to beat the bang.

The name of Beiping comes from Zhu Yuanzhang.

In the first year of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just ascended to the throne of the emperor and had not yet completely pacified the world. In the prime of life, to the north of the Mongolian metropolis hissed, from now on you call Beiping.

Beiping of Northern Stability and Peace.

The enemies of the Central Plains have never been in the north, Beiping was the metropolis of the Yuan Dynasty, and then the Zhongdu of the formidable female Zhenren, and then Nanjing, the capital of the Liao Kingdom, which also emerged from the grasslands of the Khitan people.

For centuries, it was not only the majestic city of the north, but also the economic and cultural center of the north. The city was like a northern man with a weathered face, immovable as a mountain.

In order to capture this capital city, the Ming Dynasty deployed 250,000 of its most elite troops.

Huai people, Chu people, Gan people.

These elite troops of the Great Ming of a hundred battles, led by two supremely courageous generals, Xu Da and Chang Yu Chun, destroyed the city and attacked directly to Tongzhou, outside the capital city.

At that time, faced with the iron horsemen of the Yuan Dynasty, the men of the Central Plains chose to use the best way of the northern Hu people, to crush them from the front.

Chang Chou-chun and Guo Xing led their cavalry in a head-on collision with the Yuan army in the north. The myth of the undefeated Hoosiers was shattered, and the men of the Ming Dynasty reached the city of Metropolis.

After that battle, Emperor Shun of Yuan gave a cry of alarm that he would be Emperor Huiqin again today, and abandoned the city to flee.

Chang Chou Chun was the first to lead the Great Ming Huben to climb up the city wall, and attacked the old Han land where countless Central Plains men had been weeping blood and looking north for hundreds of years.

"Guang Xiao!"

Thinking of the past, Zhu Di people still boiling blood.

"The little monk is here!"

"What do we do now?"

"Keep waiting!" Yao Guangxiao laughed, "Secretly build up our strength, wait for the right time, and soar to the heavens!"