The Strongest Holy Proximity

His righteous song finally aroused the blood of the literati, and he finally took the position of the right prime minister. He also gained family members and fell in love with the princess Linlang...

Sad, sigh.... His life is also a tragedy.Even if he is talented, he is just a joke...it's too late to stir up blood, Da Song has already broken the mountains and rivers.Even if something can be done, it is only the end of the shot.Even lovers have to be separated by mountains and seas.

She was still snuggling in his arms, and his poetry made her mesmerized and impassioned.He promised her to clean up the old mountains and rivers and tidy up the broken home and country...

After all, Linlang did not wait for that day, and finally grew old alone on Fusang Island, passed away, and turned into a handful of loess, and her Wen Lang had already stepped on the Naihe Bridge early in the morning.

I thought that the song of righteousness would last forever, and the Song Dynasty could straighten the spine like a song of righteousness.... But in the end, when Wen Tianxiang finally stared at the mountains and rivers, this land of China had already been conquered by the Mongols.And he is not in his hometown, but in the cage of the Mongolians.

Even in death, he always has the solar term that belongs to the literati.Even if you are full of dirt and no longer look at the original appearance, even if you become a prisoner, you are still generous!In the end, he stared at the South.... wrote the finale to go!The last quatrain of generosity to die!Cross Lingding Ocean!

After hard encounters, there are few stars all around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering.

Pantou said panic, sighing separately.

No one has died in life since ancient times.

In the battle of Yashan, the Song Dynasty was destroyed, and the iron hoofs of the Mongols were completely across the whole world.Huaxia ushered in the third fault.

When the thoughts of memory resumed again, Xiaoqin's eyes started to become empty, and the original murmur and softness disappeared.It was a deadly void and loneliness.

No hysterical tearing, no frantic struggle.He just silently looked at the picture of the scroll, whether it was China's clothing civilization being faulted or the Chinese people being slaughtered... Every shocking picture broke his heart.

Even with the pain like a brain burst, he still didn't act hysterically...because, there is more pain.His heart hurts even more...

260: Sun and Moon Zhaozhao

Even with the pain like a brain burst, he still didn't act hysterically...because, there is more pain.His heart hurts even more...

From the moment he inherited Ji Xuanyuan's memory, he understood the meaning of his existence.... China's civilization, people... are all his children, and his existence is to protect... The moment when this civilization was created, is to bear this fate.

This made him extremely proud of his fate.But ah...it's so heartbreaking.It was as if he saw his child being slaughtered, ravaged and bullied... Unconsciously, there were two clear tears on his cheeks.

Since leaving Chiba, I have never cried.No matter how severe the pain, he would choose to silently grit his teeth and insist... But ah, this time... he cried like a child.

"Five Husbands....The Battle of Yashan..." He cried bitterly in Ya Yi's arms: "Please, please don't kneel down again..."

Seeing Xiaoqin crying in her arms, Yayi only felt a burst of sadness.She couldn't feel how painful Xiaoqin was. The only thing she could do was to hug him tightly.... "Everything will be fine, everything will be fine..."

Finally, the text on the last corner of the scroll jumped out. I don't know how many times it was intertwined into pictures. Xiaoqin looked at the pictures in Yayi's arms. Pain, sadness, but a hope... hopeful eyes.

Sandie Yangguan, empty Wangwang, the former Qin and Han Dynasties.

The beacon rises, the abyss of a hundred blades, the Sheji pulls it back.

Erlai is romantic and sighing through the ages, not falling into the clear ambition to change the sky.

Climbing the cloud tower, overlooking the fog column of Xiongzhou, who will take Julu!

The iron hoofs of the Mongols are very strong, almost across the Eurasian continent!Mengyuan iron hoof, whether in the East or the West, is a word that makes people feel daunted.

Blind barbarism, the final outcome is naturally destruction.No matter whether it rises or falls, it will always be the common people who suffer.And when the grievances of the people reach a certain level, they will erupt... Just like the words of Emperor Taizong, water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize it!

The Mongolian and Yuan aristocrats who grew up in such an environment were able to understand the sentiments of the people.The Mongolian and Yuan Empire, which straddled Europe and Asia, was also overthrown after a hundred years.

It is still a desolate and chaotic era, and the golden horse is still the main theme.In the turbulent times, like a shining star, Zhu Chongba, who came from a humble background, stood up and conquered the world in fifteen years!Build that country on top of the sun and the moon!Daming Empire!

Wei Tian has Han Xi, Jian also has light.... The sun and the moon are shining, so the country is bright....

China, China.I regret not being able to see your most glorious moment; I am sad that I was not able to contribute to your weakest moment; what I can do... is to reopen the old Han and Tang days with you, and I can see When you are brilliant again, Sansheng is fortunate....

Perhaps, every citizen of Ming Dynasty thinks so.Whether it is the emperor or the commoners, the integrity and the pride!Let Daming's spine stand up to this day!

No kinship, no tribute, no ceding land, no indemnity, the emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the society!

The Ming Dynasty has merits and demerits, both bright and dark, but it has always adhered to that arrogance!Daming's Backbone!It never breaks down!Life is China, death is great, inch pills are heavy and seven feet are light!

Above the main hall, the young Zhu Yijun looked at this magnificent mountain and river, knelt down and bowed to the officials, smiling lightly.

Beside the hall, the bell rang.Atmospheric, vigorous, dignified!

The vermilion door slowly opened, and the white jade stairs left ancient traces. When I looked up, I saw the blue sky and white clouds tell the history of the Forbidden City. .

Until the bell fell, he saw a kind but stern face.The young Zhu Yijun whispered a word to the teacher, but closed his eyes and left.

Zhang Juzheng, the first assistant of Wanli... Since childhood, he has been the mentor who taught Zhu Yijun to grow up.But.... Zhu Yijun knew that he had to be ruthless.... The status of literati is infinitely high, and it has almost become a trend. Even Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general, had to give gifts to Zhang Juzheng... Really ridiculous.

"The ancestors of Daming are on top! Now the outer ring of Daming is troubled and the prosperity is only temporary. Only by reforming can I stand firm! Only in China can we live forever! The unworthy descendant Zhu Yijun asks the ancestors for forgiveness... ."

A sake, a long song.Zhu Yijun looked at the sky, the earth, and the majestic Forbidden City again...

Once.... on my knees, hurt.Didn't I already swear with my palms together.... I cut off my long black hair and wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth.As I said... No, absolutely can't kneel down again!

The three major Wanli campaigns, which should have been vigorous, were planned and failed by Zhu Yijun behind the scenes.He hides his energy and consumes all the party members' heritage!Under the circumstances of countless infamy and pressure, the reform of the constitutional monarchy began.

He once looked at the sea and shed tears. Those sons and sons of Daming... Although they were manipulated by the party members, they still died generously for Daming.As soon as they succeed, the bones will die, but who can remember their names...

He also rang the big bell himself!He has never forgotten that the bell of Daming will last forever!Sounds everywhere in this world!

Still in the hall!The elderly teacher was there, but he had to hold back his tears and give Sanchi white silk.

"The old minister is not dead, and the party members are always reluctant to change the law... If the old minister's death can be exchanged for the future generations of the Ming Dynasty, it is enough..." Zhang Juzheng finally looked at his proud disciple, who is also Daming's majesty, smiled, kindly He smiled: "After the old minister left. I hope Your Majesty will cherish it..."

A long song, the hero's tears can't be said.This era is dark, but it is moving towards an unprecedented light.It was an existence standing on the bones of countless people...

The mature Zhu Yijun sat in the hall, neither sad nor happy... He knew that a new era was coming...