Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 830 The eyes got sand

"I really want to go out to fight with you!" Zhu Cihong said for no reason.

Sometimes he really envied Liu Hongjian, envied his chicness, and at the same time envied his style of doing things.

It's just that some things cannot be learned, limited to identity and cognition.

"After I have trained Dong Ying, I can take you for a stroll." Liu Hongjian said jokingly.

"Then why don't you go to Rakshasa again like this, take me with you, I promise not to interfere in any affairs." Zhu Cihong said again.

"Why did you turn to this topic again? No, if something goes wrong, how can I explain to the Queen Mother Zhou? Wouldn't the courtiers come over with machetes to chop me up?

sleep!sleep!From now on, whoever is talking, is the dog! "

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The next day Liu Hongjian really followed Zhu Cihong into the palace, but because they chatted too late last night, the two of them didn't catch up with the morning court, and the sun was already high when they got to the palace.

When the Empress Dowager Zhou saw the two of them, she gave Zhu Cihong a look, but she didn't reprimand her. Instead, she showed Liu Hongjian a seat, and Zhu Cihong stood aside instead.

"Youming has been working hard for the imperial court for the past few years, and Cihong is young and ignorant, so it really bothers you." The Queen Mother Zhou is always so kind, as if talking to her own children.

Zhu Cihong stood aside and didn't dare to make a sound. Although he was 20 years old, he behaved like a primary school student whose homework was checked next to Queen Zhou.

"I can't bear the empress dowager's praise like this, and the minister is just repaying the favor. Cihong is now proficient in handling government affairs, and she already has the demeanor of a wise monarch.

But Empress Dowager, you should pay more attention to your body, if you have nothing to do, you can go out more with Empress Yi'an.

The Prince's Mansion on the west mountain is your home, I think this palace is your home, people can't stay at home all the time, just like you go out to do business, you should go outside to see the scenery. "Liu Hongjian spoke very respectfully.

He was an orphan in his previous life, and he has never seen his mother in this life. He has always been very grateful to Queen Zhou who took great care of him.

After the death of Uncle Chongzhen, the Empress Dowager Zhou was obviously much older. It has only been two years since this great woman in front of her, who was once the empress of a huge empire, lived with Chongzhen in patched clothes.

Liu Hongjian knew that there were many rules in the palace, and he himself hated these useless rules, but he didn't dare to speak too rudely, so he could only express his thoughts in tactful words.

He felt sorry for the elder.

Is the queen really happy?Are women happy when their husbands die?

Guarding a palace forever, I can only see the prosperity of the outside world from books, but I have never seen the moon in the West Lake or the horses in the grassland once.

Alas, life is always so fair, gaining glory, losing freedom, gaining power, but being bound at the same time.

"Hehe, I am old and can't walk anymore. I only hope that you can help Cilang more and let him see the prosperity of Daming." The Queen Mother Zhou said with a relieved smile.

After saying this, Liu Hongjian was startled.

Of course, the "he" in the words of the Queen Mother Zhou did not refer to Zhu Cihong.

"I miss him a little bit, and I want to pay homage to him." Liu Hongjian sniffed sadly in his heart.

"Go, last year's anniversary festival you were still fighting outside and didn't catch up, so Cihong should go with Youming too." Empress Zhou sighed.

"Yes, I obey." Zhu Cihong said honestly.

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Going north all the way out of the palace, Liu Hongjian and Zhu Cihong still had no support, more than 3000 guards from the Huben camp cleared the way, and the group rushed to the tomb of Emperor Chongzhen in just over an hour.

Zhu Cihong began to cry before he reached the entrance of the mausoleum. He didn't know whether it was because of the heavy burdens on his body these years, or because he missed Chongzhen too much. Anyway, he was crying so hard.

The surrounding guards of the Huben camp were all of the same age who were born in the martial arts hall. Zhu Cihong even knew most of them well. He didn't care about the guards, so he knelt down in front of the Chongzhen Mausoleum crying.

Liu Hongjian didn't cry, he held a jug of wine in his hand, a jug of Liaodong shochu that Chongzhen liked to drink most during his lifetime, walked up behind Zhu Cihong and sat down expressionlessly, then opened the cork and started drinking.

After a while, Zhu Cihong stopped crying, and when he turned around, he saw Liu Hongjian sitting silently.

"Liu Qing, why don't you cry?" Zhu Cihong asked, wiping away tears.

He knew that in Liu Hongjian's heart, his father had an extremely important position, otherwise he would not have secured this position for him.

"Hehe, I just came to talk to the first emperor. Have you finished crying? Go out first." Liu Hongjian smiled and said to Zhu Cihong.

Zhu Cihong didn't know why, so he knelt in front of the Chongzhen Mausoleum and muttered for a while, why would he work hard to be a Mingjun, and so on, and then walked out of the mausoleum with snot and tears, turning his head three times.

Silence, long silence, a full quarter of an hour of silence, before Liu Hongjian got up.

He took another wine glass from the tray behind him, walked unsteadily to the tomb of Uncle Chongzhen and sat down.

"Uncle, I'll come to see you. Are you okay down here?" Liu Hongjian smiled slightly, and then filled both glasses with wine.

"In a flash, you have been down for two years. Alas, these two years have been hard for me, and I regret it a little!"

Liu Hongjian sprinkled a glass of wine in front of the mausoleum, picked up another glass of wine and drank it high.

"Did you see? The potatoes and sweet potatoes that we vigorously promoted in the past have now entered everyone's families, and now the people of Ming Dynasty no longer have to suffer from hunger."

"Now that Ming Dynasty has successively included the Northeast, Menggu, North Korea, Xinjiang, and Taiwan into its territory, the territory of our Ming Dynasty is much larger than when you were alive. How about it, am I amazing?"

Liu Hongjian smiled, but tears were already in his eyes. He poured another glass of wine for Chongzhen, and then took a big gulp himself.

"The Beiyang Navy has gradually become stronger like this. When the new ironclad ship is successfully developed, I will be able to take our Ming soldiers to gallop to any corner of the world.

It's a pity, back then I said I would show you the world, but it's a pity I just took you to the Northeast to drink the cold wind for a few months.

Also, Kun Xing and I already have a child. When he is sensible, I will definitely bring him to worship you again. "Liu Hongjian took another big gulp of wine.

"Actually, I don't belong to this world at all!" He lifted his sleeves and wiped his eyes, but the tears couldn't be stopped.

"But I am very grateful to that old man, although he may not be in the same line as you, I do not regret losing the TV, computer and video games forever.

I don’t regret all the years of the South and North Wars, my hands are covered with blood, and my footprints are all over Kyushu, I don’t regret any of these.

I only regret that I didn't think of a way to cure your illness at the beginning, I regret it! After speaking, Liu Hongjian lay down in front of the mausoleum and wept loudly.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Cihong was anxiously waiting outside, and Liu Hongjian walked out of the mausoleum with heavy steps.

"Liu Qing, why are your eyes red?" Zhu Cihong said with concern.

"It's okay, I got sand in my eyes just now."

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(End of this chapter)