Chapter 189: Ying Tian is shaken

Clearly!

After seeing the content in the Imperial decree, Lv Ben's first feeling was disbelief.

After all, this matter had not appeared for a long time, and it could even be said that it had not appeared since the founding of Great Ming.

"Eunuch Wang, are you sure this Imperial decree came from Wenyuange?"

Lv Ben closed the Imperial decree and asked, looking at Wang Wang Jinghong with a serious face.

Clearly.

Lv Ben was also a bit surprised and couldn't believe it.

"The Imperial decree has already been stamped with the national seal; how could it be fake?"

Wang Wang Jinghong glanced at Lv Ben and then smiled: "This is the intention of the Emperor and the Crown Prince."

"Minister Lv just needs to follow it."

Clearly.

Regarding this Imperial decree, this Wang Wang Jinghong had already seen it; otherwise, he would not be so calm.

"In that case, this subject understands."

Lv Ben gripped the Imperial decree in his hand tightly and bowed to Wang Wang Jinghong.

Seeing this.

Wang Wang Jinghong nodded and said immediately: "Then this servant will go to report back to the Emperor and the Crown Prince first."

Saying this.

Wang Wang Jinghong waved his hand and turned to leave directly.

After he left.

Lv Ben opened the Imperial decree again.

The theme of this Imperial decree was only one: the current Crown Prince Zhu Biao took the Marquis of Champions' son Zhu Xi in as a foster grandson, and bestowed the Crown Prince's 'Sun' generation name, bestowing the name "Zhu Zhu Wenxi".

"His Highness the Crown Prince's grace toward the Marquis of Champions is truly unprecedented."

"In the entire court, almost no one can compare to the Marquis of Champions."

"In the future, if Zhu Yunwen wants to become the Imperial Grandson, he must hold onto the Marquis of Champions' manor tightly. Perhaps the balance that will influence the Emperor and Crown Prince's decisions in the future lies in the Marquis of Champions' manor." Lv Ben thought secretly in his heart.

Subsequently.

Lv Ben returned to his chair, picked up a pen, wrote on a piece of paper, and then looked at a clerk on the side.

"Send this to the Crown Prince's side consort."

After Lv Ben sealed the paper, he said to the clerk.

"Yes."

The clerk respectfully took it, immediately lifted the paper, and turned to leave quickly.

"Taken in as a foster grandson."

"Bestowed with an Imperial generation name."

"With this, the Marquis of Champions' manor can flourish for two generations."

"Imperial grace is vast; it is truly extraordinary." Lv Ben thought secretly in his heart, filled with amazement.

Where the Donggong is!

"Your Ladyship."

"This is a secret letter sent by Minister Lv."

Lv Shi's trusted palace maid walked into the hall and respectfully handed Lv Ben's letter to Lv Shi.

"Did he say anything?" Lv Shi took the letter and then looked at the palace maid and asked.

"The person sent by Minister Lv said that Your Ladyship would know after reading it." The palace maid replied respectfully.

Seeing this.

Lv Shi did not hesitate and opened the letter immediately.

After seeing the content above, Lv Shi's eyes also widened, looking somewhat unbelievable.

"The Crown Prince's favor toward this Marquis of Champions is something even a Duke has never had."

"Today, the Marquis of Champions' wife and son entered the Imperial Palace, and such news actually came out."

"Being taken in as a foster grandson by His Highness the Crown Prince, the Marquis of Champions will also be completely loyal to the Crown Prince. In the future, the Marquis of Champions' greatest reliance will be the Crown Prince, and the favor will be infinite."

"But the Crown Prince must also be doing this to completely win over the Marquis of Champions as his own confidant."

After Lv Shi read the letter, her heart was also somewhat unbelievable.

This kind of favor, she had also never seen before.

However.

For her, this did not seem to be a bad thing.

The Marquis of Champions' manor is closer to the Donggong; as the one in charge of the Donggong, she naturally has the opportunity to win him over better. As long as she can win over the Marquis of Champions' manor for her son, having the Marquis of Champions as an arm in the future will make it more likely to obtain the position of Imperial Grandson.

"The northern expedition might be ending soon."

"Must know the Marquis of Champions' preferences, so he can be won over in the future."

"If Zhu Yunwen could be made to take this Marquis of Champions as a teacher to learn martial arts, that would be even better."

Lv Shi was already secretly calculating in her heart.

Clearly.

When Zhu Biao took in a foster grandson, such great favor was enough to show what kind of honor the future Marquis of Champions' manor would have.

The scene shifts.

Less than an hour after noon.

Marquis of Champions' manor, in front of Zhu Fu!

Imperial Guards cleared the way.

The Imperial Palace messenger arrived.

The leading eunuch held an Imperial decree, along with many records prepared by the Ministry of Rites, and came to the front of the manor in a grand manner.

This naturally attracted countless commoners to gather and watch.

"What happened to the Marquis of Champions' manor again? Even the Imperial Palace's Imperial Guards have come in person."

"Haha, you don't know this; it must be that the Marquis of Champions has made new merits again, and the current Emperor has sent someone to bestow grace upon the Marquis of Champions."

"Indeed."

"It seems reasonable. Could it be that the Marquis of Champions captured the Yuan Emperor in the northern frontier?"

"Where would the Yuan Emperor be so easy to capture."

"It's just that the meaning is not much different. I heard that the northern capital of Northern Yuan has already been broken by our northern expedition army, and the one who broke into the Yuan capital first was the Marquis of Champions."

"Really or fake?"

"The Marquis of Champions, he is truly worthy of the name Marquis of Champions. In the past, he led our Great Ming cavalry to defeat the invincible Mongol iron cavalry, and now he has actually broken the capital of Northern Yuan. A good man should be like this!"

"This... this is truly raising our national prestige."

"Not bad, it is truly raising the prestige of our Great Ming."

"The Marquis of Champions is truly amazing..."

Looking at the Imperial messenger escorted by the Imperial Guards, it naturally led to many commoners gathering and discussing constantly. Do not underestimate the commoners of the capital; many of them might really know quite a bit of news about the court, and they know quite a lot.

"Marquis of Champions' wife, Shen Shen Yuer."

"Marquis of Champions' son, Zhu Xi."

"Listen to the decree."

Wang Wang Jinghong held the Imperial decree and said loudly.

"This subject's wife respectfully listens to the Imperial decree."

Shen Shen Yuer bowed, while Zhu Xi knelt down.

After all, she had the status of a titled wife, but her son did not. And all around, the servants in Zhu Fu, as well as the commoners watching, also knelt down one after another.

"Obeying Heaven and carrying out the Crown Prince's edict, it says!"

"The Marquis of Champions' son Zhu Xi is young and intelligent, quite agile, and has natural talent!"

"Gu is very fond of him."

"Now."

"Take Zhu Xi in as Gu's foster grandson, and bestow Gu's 'Sun' generation name, bestowing the 'Wen' generation name."

"Zhu Xi is bestowed the name Zhu Zhu Wenxi."

"As Gu's foster grandson."

"Respect this."

Wang Wang Jinghong held the Imperial decree and read it out loudly.

The sound spread out.

It completely reached the ears of the commoners watching on both sides of the street.

This was the purpose of the Imperial decree announcement, not announcing it inside the manor.

Because in this way, the commoners would spread it by word of mouth, and soon they would know that the Marquis of Champions' son had been taken in as a foster grandson by the current Crown Prince.

"This subject's wife thanks Your Majesty for your immense grace."

"Thanks His Highness the Crown Prince for your immense grace."

Shen Shen Yuer replied loudly, her face also carrying an indescribable excitement.

Although it had already been confirmed in the Wenyuange hall before, now that the Imperial decree had truly arrived and truly been announced, this meant it was completely settled—her son had become the current Crown Prince's foster grandson.

The significance was extraordinary!

"Lady Zhu."

"This is the generation name record drafted by the Ministry of Rites. Since the Marquis of Champions' son is the Crown Prince's foster grandson, when he grows up in the future, his eldest son can also be bestowed the generation name of the descendants."

"Besides this, there is also the jade tablet bestowed upon the Imperial foster grandson."

Wang Wang Jinghong walked forward, took out a box, and handed it to Shen Shen Yuer.

"Yes."

Shen Shen Yuer took it solemnly.

The eldest son can be bestowed the generation name of the descendants; clearly, in the future, only the legitimate eldest son would have this qualification.

That is to say, Zhu Xi's future legitimate eldest son could continue the generation name of Crown Prince Zhu Biao's great-grandson, continuing in this way.

"This Imperial decree has been announced."

"This servant will return to the Imperial Palace to report back first."

After explaining everything, Wang Wang Jinghong smiled at Shen Shen Yuer and did not delay, heading toward the Imperial Palace under the escort of the Imperial Guards.

"Respectfully send off the Eunuch."

Shen Shen Yuer said loudly.

Only after the Imperial Guards escorted Wang Wang Jinghong far away did Shen Shen Yuer help her son up.

Holding the Imperial decree and the box prepared by the Ministry of Rites, she was indescribably excited.

"Xi'er."

"Although you are still young, you have won a breath for your father."

"With this status of yours in the future, your father will also be even smoother."

Shen Shen Yuer picked up Zhu Xi, her face also carrying an indescribable excitement.

"Young Lady, let's return to the manor first."

Seeing so many people gathered outside, Lin Fu walked forward to remind her.

"En."

Shen Shen Yuer nodded and immediately walked into the manor holding Zhu Xi.

And Lin Fu did not enter immediately, but shouted to the commoners watching outside: "Fellow villagers and elders, today my Marquis of Champions' manor has encountered a great joyous event, and we should celebrate together."

"Today, the wine in our Zhu family's restaurant and winery will be sold at half price, limited to one day."

"To celebrate this."

Lin Fu said with a smiling face, announcing loudly.

As soon as the words fell.

The commoners who loved wine nearby were immediately excited.

"Steward Lin is mighty."

"Half-price sale, this is a real profit."

"Go, hurry and buy wine."

Many people who loved wine immediately ran quickly toward the restaurant and winery.

Of course.

And at this moment.

Most of the commoners watching outside were in an uproar.

"His Highness the Crown Prince truly has infinite favor toward the Marquis of Champions, actually taking the Marquis of Champions' son in as a foster grandson."

"In this way, the Marquis of Champions' status in the court in the future will be even higher; perhaps one day he will surpass Huaixi."

"Not bad."

"The Marquis of Champions, after being given this title, he is no longer ordinary."

"Now that his son has been taken in as a foster grandson, this is icing on the cake."

"Stop talking, let's go buy wine first; if we go late, we won't be able to buy it."

"Half-price sale, this has never happened before, hurry..."

Suddenly!

The commoners who had gathered outside the manor also dispersed one after another, running toward the Zhu family's restaurant and winery to buy wine.

Shen family!

"Master."

"This time, our family is really wrong."

"The current Crown Prince took Zhu Ying's son Zhu Xi in as a foster grandson, and bestowed the name Zhu Zhu Wenxi, inheriting the Crown Prince's 'Sun' generation name."

"With such favor, our Shen family cannot fight it at all."

"What should we do?"

Steward Shen ran to Shen Wansan in a panic, bringing another piece of bad news.

And even though Shen Wansan had already heard a lot of bad news, upon hearing this, his old face turned pale.

"His Highness the Crown Prince, took Zhu Ying's son in as a foster grandson."

"This... how is this possible?"

"How could he obtain such favor?"

Shen Wansan's voice was trembling.

There was even a kind of despair originating from the bottom of his heart.

Northern frontier!

On the grassland hundreds of miles away from the Yuan capital.

A tribe belonging to Northern Yuan.

Had already been trampled by countless red-armored cavalry.

Countless battle flags with the word "Ming" moved in the wind in the depths of this grassland, showing the military might of Great Ming.

And at this moment.

The surroundings were filled with tens of thousands of Ming cavalry.

In their encirclement, corpses were strewn everywhere; everywhere were destroyed tents, and everywhere were Yuan soldiers who had been beheaded.

And tens of thousands of Northern Yuan Tatars who had been gathered together and were now captured.

At this moment.

Under the awe-filled gazes of many Ming army soldiers.

A Ming general riding a tall black horse held a blade and walked slowly in front of these captured Northern Yuan Tatars who were kneeling on the ground, his cold gaze sweeping over all the captives.

Without exception.

Although these captives lowered their heads, their peripheral vision looking at Zhu Ying was full of hatred, full of animosity, wishing they could tear Zhu Ying into pieces.

For them, Zhu Ying was the executioner who trampled their tribe and slaughtered their clansmen.

"In the past."

"Your Northern Yuan army trampled our Huaxia national gate, killed our clansmen, slaughtered our cities, and bloodied our Han world."

"Today."

"I, Zhu Ying, am also following the trend, following the path of your Mongol Yuan in the past."

"Of course."

"I will not be as cruel to my Han family as your Mongol Yuan, slaughtering cities when meeting them, killing people when meeting them."

"I will follow the rules of your grassland tribes."

Zhu Ying swept coldly over these captives, his eyes without any ripples.

Even though they were full of hatred, their gazes could not kill people; they couldn't do anything to Zhu Ying. Furthermore, Zhu Ying didn't care about their hatred at all.

In the past, the Five Barbarians caused chaos for the Han family.

In the past, the Xiongnu trampled the northern frontier.

In the past, the Han world was bloodied by Mongol Yuan.

All of this, hatred is useless.

Only blades, only a counterattack by the army, is of true use.

After a cold, sweeping glance, Zhu Ying shouted loudly: "Any male taller than a cart wheel, kill!"

As this command fell.

The many generals around immediately shouted: "Did you hear that?"

"The General has ordered."

"Any male taller than a cart wheel, kill."

Zhang Wu, Chen Heng, and other generals immediately shouted loudly.

"We strictly obey the General's order."

Countless Ming soldiers all around responded in unison.

Following that.

Thousands of cavalrymen dismounted directly and drew their short blades.

Subsequently, many soldiers pushed out numerous carts from this ruined tribe to use as a reference.

Faced with this.

The men among these captives were already filled with fear and despair.

"These damned barbarians want to slaughter us all. Lads, kill! Fight them to the death!"

"Kill!"

"Fight them to the death..."

Many captured Tatar men rushed up, charging madly toward the approaching Ming army, seemingly knowing there was no hope of survival and wanting to make one final stand.

However.

They were thinking too much.

The moment they stood up.

"Kill!"

Zhang Wu gave a cold shout.

Immediately, many archers' arrows pierced the air, shooting down everyone who had stood up.

Stand up one, kill one.

Regardless of gender, kill them all without exception.

And Zhu Ying waited coldly.

This is war!

Subsequently.

Thousands of soldiers stepped forward and began dragging the Tatar men one by one to the cart wheels; those taller than the wheel, behead!

(End of chapter)