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The umbrella surface is bright yellow, and the whole body looks solemn.

The nobility of this umbrella directly distinguishes the owner from others. However, the umbrella was not held over Li Beichen's head, but was held in the hands of the somewhat anxious Liang Xiaobao.

Li Beichen is riding a strong silver-white sweat horse, and Mrs. Xie is sitting on the green-black horse on the left. Sitting immediately on the right is his younger brother Li Beihong. There was a circle of royal guards behind him.

Li Beichen is wearing armor inside and out, wearing a mysterious golden dragon-patterned cloak, a helmet on his head, his eyes are bright, and he looks majestic.

It's just that the drizzle can wet the armor outside.

When I was fighting with my father, I encountered much more rain and snow than this.

At this time, the private soldiers were outside the city, ready to go.

In the silence, everyone looked solemn and upright.

Li Beichen glanced at the soldiers in front of him one by one with cold eyes. In his mind, his father's impassioned and impassioned speeches that made everyone's blood boil before he sent out troops came to mind, but now it was replaced by his own.

"My fellow officers and men, the Tartars invaded, trampled on my rivers and mountains, killed my people, and murdered the queen. Every inch of the rivers and mountains was bloody. Today I will take you to fight against them, regain the land, and avenge the past! Drive out the Tartars and restore China! Drive out the Tartars. , protect the homeland and the country!”

"Expel the Tartars and restore China!"

"Drive out the Tartars and protect our country!"

The golden drums sounded together, and the passionate and generous voices sounded, making everyone's blood boil.

Li Beichen waved his sword and pointed into the distance, "Let's go!"

His loud and firm voice echoed through the sky.

He turned to his brother beside him and said, "Prince Regent, I will leave the capital to you."

Li Beihong solemnly replied, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the city is with you and the ministers are with you!"

Today in the court hall, Li Beichen not only announced the personal expedition of the emperor, but also appointed Li Beihong as regent, presiding over the daily morning proceedings on his behalf.

After summoning Prime Minister Meng to arrange disaster relief matters in the south of the Yangtze River, he returned to the court and formed a six-member Government Affairs Council with the Prime Minister Murong Chi, the Regent Li Beihong, the Minister of Household Affairs Ye Ming, the Minister of War Sun Shangli, and the Minister of Dali Temple Huang Shaoan.

All matters discussed shall be decided upon by the Government Affairs Council through joint deliberations. Minutes must be prepared for each meeting and must be signed by everyone after review. The Director of Ceremonies shall arrange for a dedicated person to take meeting minutes.

The edict issued by the government affairs decision shall be stamped with the emperor's seal by the regent.

However, every formal government decision needs to be drafted before the edict is officially issued, and the draft also requires everyone's signature and confirmation.

All meeting minutes, imperial edict drafts and edicts were handed over to Han Ziqian for checking and safekeeping, which was equivalent to supervising the role of the Government Affairs Council.

Li Beichen patted his younger brother on the shoulder and cast a trusting look, "Sixth brother, take care!"

After speaking, he rode out and led the imperial guards to Juyongguan. Li Beichen did not go to the battlefield in person, but went to the Great Wall pass to supervise the battle.

The [-] troops in the Gyeonggi Camp were commanded by General Yuan Qian and set off directly from the outskirts of Beijing to Zijingguan to aid Datong.

Li Beihong shouted at the emperor's back: "Brother, take care!"

The drizzle had stopped by now and the sky had cleared.

A ray of sunlight shines through the thick clouds and shines on the departing Li Beichen. The golden dragon on the black cloak becomes even more dazzling, seeming to swim vividly in the wind.

Li Beihong was dressed in shabby clothes and his figure became increasingly thin. He held the reins and watched the emperor's brother go away, with a heavy heart and a solemn expression on his thin and haggard face.

When I looked around, I couldn't see anyone anymore, and my heart felt like a stone was weighing down, extremely heavy.

Growing up, he always hid behind his elder brother, who would give him guidance when encountering problems, help when he encountered difficulties, and protect him when he was bullied.

Now that he had to stand up and take on important responsibilities, he was a little confused and unsure of himself.

Li Beihong looked up at the three characters "Anding Gate" on the city gate, and felt a belief in his heart: fight all the rebels to the end!
  "Go back to Cining Palace."

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In the east side hall of Taorui Palace.

Jiang Yu has gone back to rest. Han Ziqian had already arranged for someone to deliver the Baotaiwan to Mr. Lu.

At this time, Han Ziqian was sitting in front of Jiang Yuebai. He had probably not slept all night, his eyes were black and he was rapidly flipping through a notebook with concentration.

There was a pile of notebooks piled on the small table nearby. These are the notes written by his master during his lifetime.

Han Ziqian was searching page by page for how to make the Qingxin Pill, trying to make it for Jiang Yuebai as quickly as possible.

Finally found the page where the Qingxin Pill was made.

But they found that all they needed were extremely scarce medicinal materials. For example, turtles and snow lotuses are thousands of years old, and ice is thousands of years old. There are also designated provinces of origin.

And it takes [-] days of refining to complete. Seeing this, Han Ziqian shook his head slightly.

The days after she woke up were still going to be miserable.

Han Ziqian looked up at the sky outside the window. The rain had stopped and it was very bright.

The emperor has already led his army to set off, right?

In fact, Han Ziqian strongly disapproved of Li Beichen's hasty conduct of the expedition, and Jin King Li Beihong supervised the country as regent.

No emperor in history would take the initiative to give up the throne to others.

At this time, there were internal and external troubles, the army was transferred to the front line, and the garrison in the capital was empty. There are also several sons of the Seventh Emperor's uncle who are watching with eager eyes. As an emperor, he should guard the capital.

Li Beichen is obviously more talented and resourceful than Li Beihong, and his temperament and mind are more suitable for being an emperor and leading this country.

But as long as you go to the front line, even if you just supervise the battle on the city wall, the grassland people have many sharp archers who can penetrate the poplars hundreds of meters away. They may be betrayed by internal traitors, open the pass, and may be captured and killed.

In short, the risk is not small.

From Han Ziqian's point of view, the first thing to do now was to secure the throne and secure the throne. At worst, they would fight to the death outside the city when their troops came to the city.

The late emperor was determined to wipe out the Beiyuan regime in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty. He conducted five personal expeditions and sent troops three times in an attempt to wipe out the remaining forces. The actual effect was not great, but was more strategic and popular.

The nomadic people have always lived by the water, wandering around, mainly looting, hit and run, and still gathered together after withdrawing their troops. The strategy of "when the enemy retreats, we advance, when the enemy retreats, we attack" is well practiced.

They are not that powerful and rarely take the initiative to attack the Central Plains Dynasty.

What's more, Mongolia is not completely unified at present, and is divided into two camps: Tatar and Wazi.

In recent years, the Mongolian Khan Huanhuanqie'er, Hai Lanzhu's father, is a Mongolian tribal leader with political ambitions and considerable ability.

He unified the Mongolian tribes and through continuous military expeditions, official establishment, marriage and alliances, etc., he also reached a temporary political alliance with Wasi in the west.

Especially at the end of last year, he married his third daughter to Amumba, the leader of Wasi. Although it is still far from unification, it shows a general trend of unification. The unification of East and West Mongolia was very unfavorable to the Ming Dynasty.

The sharp conflicts between the Khan's sons can be used as a means of division and checks and balances. For example, Mengziback, who was married to Chen Xiang, and the eldest prince were mortal enemies.

The stability of the northern border defense can be maintained by maintaining the contradictions and relative parity in strength between the two camps, intensifying their internal contradictions, supporting the weak and restraining the strong, wooing those who are friendly, and teaching those who are provocative.

It's just that the internal rebellion has just ended, and there are still seven emperors who are watching. As for Chen Xiang's defection, regardless of whether he defected to Tatar or not, the marriage with Mengzibak would be considered a failure.

At this time, there were originally two nephews of King Pingxi leading a fierce battle in Juyongguan with the hired Mongolian elite soldiers and part of the peasant army. At this time, Tatars joined.

If the generals guarding Juyong Pass and Zijin Pass defect or fall, the Mongolian army will march straight in. According to the usual practice of the Mongolian army, they will burn, kill, loot and murder the people all the way back.

Once the Tatar army approaches the city, it will have a huge impact on the capital, making defense more difficult and the risk of the dynasty's collapse being greater.

Although this trip is risky, it is also a good opportunity to win the hearts and minds of the military and the people, and to win over and appease the protector and meritorious forces.

After all, Taizu's slogan when he raised his troops was "Drive out the Tartars and restore China", and the late emperor even went on five personal expeditions.

The Tatars brutally killed a Chinese caravan for no reason, assassinated the emperor during the royal wedding, and seriously injured the queen. Now that the queen has passed away, both the country and the royal family have become intolerable. If they don't fight back, they will lose the dignity of the dynasty and the hearts of the people in the world.

This was the basic consideration behind Li Beichen telling Han Ziqian in the early morning that he decided to lead the expedition himself.

When parting, Li Beichen solemnly said thank you. Han Ziqian was silent for a long time and replied in a low voice: "Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you."

Although Han Ziqian disagreed, he tried his best to dissuade him, but the emperor expressed his determination. All he could do was to do his best to stabilize the rear for the emperor.

It was clear outside the window and the sun was shining.

He looked at Jiang Yuebai and comforted himself that with the blessings of the gods, the emperor would be invincible and the situation he was worried about would never happen.

After a while, a young eunuch hurriedly walked in and said, "Master Han, the Taoist priest who knows how to make alchemy is already waiting next door."

"Okay. I'll be right away." Han Ziqian put down the notes in his hand.

After the young eunuch left, Han Ziqian put all the master's notes together and put them into a hidden compartment on the floor tiles under the bed.

He bent down and touched Jiang Yuebai's forehead, his eyebrows relaxed.

He remembered how he had seen her the night before.

Wearing the late emperor's cloak, with a human head tied around his waist, he looked like a prairie fire in the depths of the shining stars, looking down on the world with an aura that would kill gods if gods stood in his way, and kill Buddhas if he stood in the way of Buddha.

I promised you that I would teach you archery.

Don't die.