17th October, 14th year of Zhengtong.
After the battle, it was natural to clean up the battlefield.
After half a month, the nine gates of the capital were wide open.
The temporary trenches were filled in and the fortifications were demolished.
Many of them were defending against the Wala Cavalry.
However, most of them were not used.
The people in the city were cleaning outside the city gate.
After cleaning up and identifying the corpses, they would then properly bury the people on their side.
The joy of victory was diluted by the corpses of the wise men.
The huge machinery of the imperial court began to slowly operate.
The order of this empire began to slowly recover.
In the main hall of the Imperial Palace.
Yu Qian reported with a battle report in his hand.
"Your Majesty, the general of Da Tong led five thousand troops and took back Yanghe.
They seized thousands of warhorses, rations, and armor.”
Such good news came one after another these days.
The entire northern defense line was gradually recovering and restoring order.
However, what everyone paid the most attention to was still the movement of Yexian.
After all, he still held the Retired Emperor Zhu Qizhen in his hands.
In the eyes of the officials, this person might be useless, but if he was kept captive by the enemy, he would be killed.
Big Ming's entire face was not looking good.
What would the history books say?
"Lord Yu, we ordered the border guards to surround and encircle them first.
Any results?"
Someone asked impatiently.
Yu Qian just shook his head.
"King Saikan is leading ten thousand cavalry in the northeast and has taken in the remaining soldiers of Yexian.”
Everyone shook their heads and sighed.
This time, the fish had entered the sea and had nowhere to go.
Li Shi Min, who was sitting on the dragon throne, recalled the information about this person.
Saikan King was Yexian's youngest brother, and also his most trusted brother.
It was also the last hidden trump card.
They had set up an ambush in Liaodong in advance so that they could receive reinforcements after they were defeated.
Suddenly, an official stood out and said.
"Your Majesty, Wala suffered a crushing defeat in this war.
After that, they would definitely be afraid of the Ming army, so they might as well send a special envoy to Wala.
Promise the conditions and bring back the Retired Emperor."
As soon as this remark was made, the surrounding ministers all looked at him.
Without exception, they chose to remain silent.
This was because this Assistant Minister of Rites was Zhu Qizhen's loyal follower.
He was personally promoted by the Retired Emperor, and his official position and wealth were all tied to the other party.
After a while, the Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War stood up and cupped his hands.
"I think Wala is also cunning.
They might not be sent back to the Retired Emperor easily, and they could only prepare for war in the coming year.
Only when the army reached the plains would they recognize reality.”
The two different thoughts were backed by loyalty to different emperors.
The former wanted to bring the Retired Emperor back as soon as possible, regardless of the cost.
The latter was not in such a hurry and planned to use military force to deter them.
The swords and sabers of the imperial court could not be seen or touched.
But the danger was no less than the defense of the capital!
One bad answer meant that he had chosen the wrong side.
If it was light, he would be dismissed from office and his head would fall to the ground.
If it was serious, his entire family would be executed and the three clans would be wiped out!
The atmosphere in the hall turned cold.
The ministers all looked down as if they were asleep.
Seeing this, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites made up his mind and said bluntly.
"For the sake of the country's stability, I hope that Your Majesty will quickly appoint the eldest son of the Grand Emperor as the Crown Prince!”
As soon as he said this, a stone stirred up a thousand waves!
"I agree!"
"I agree!"
"I implore Your Majesty to quickly appoint a crown prince. This way, the country will be stable and the world will be at peace.”
The battle had yet to be completely settled, and the Retired Emperor's loyalists had already begun to fight for power.
No matter what, Zhu Qizhen had been the emperor for fourteen years. All the civil and military officials in the court had been promoted under his hands.
Other than the Bureau of Military Personnel and generals, they had been subdued by Li Shimin during the defense of the capital.
After the crisis was resolved, there would always be people who wanted to take the chestnuts from the fire.
Looking at his old friends, Li Shi Min's eyebrows twitched.
"Dismissed."
The court meeting ended on bad terms, but the memorials flew towards the Hall of Cultural splendor like snowflakes.
Compared to shamelessness, some civil officials were invincible.
The capital was in danger, and King Hun was begging to ascend the throne. After the crisis was resolved, he planned to kick him away.
He couldn't wait to welcome the useless Retired Emperor back and stabilize his wealth.
However, after the battle, the hearts of the people had changed.
More than half of the ministers chose to watch from the sidelines, their hearts undoubtedly leaning towards Li Shiming.
The emperor was not afraid of weakness, but he was afraid of comparing goods.
One was a cloud crane in the sky, while the other was mud in the depression.
The choice was up to the heart.
……
Among the remnants of Wala.
Zhu Qizhen's status rose with the tide. He, who was originally left alone, now had a hundred guards.
However, was it surveillance or protection?
Only he knew.
"Your Majesty, did you sleep well last night?"
Saikan King walked in from outside the tent and bowed slightly to Zhu Qizhen.
"The grasslands aren't as prosperous as the capital. If you need anything, just send someone over.
I will do my best to find it for you."
Although it was a little unbelievable, this person was indeed a fan of Zhu Qizhen.
He was a typical grassland man, loyal and passionate.
Especially the defeat of Yexian, it made him realize how powerful the Ming Empire was.
Even if the entire grassland tribe was gathered, they would not be able to defeat the other party.
On the contrary, it was their side that had lost their armor and suffered heavy losses!
"Thank you very much."
Zhu Qizhen's heart was filled with sorrow.
As he looked at the scenery along the way, he realized that he was getting further and further away from the capital.
He really did not know when he would be able to return.
The better Saikan King treated him, the more tormented he felt.
"Your Majesty, Mu Ge is here. Let her serve you.”
Seeing the figure walking over not far away, Sai Kanwang smiled and said.
Mu Ge was a princess of the grasslands and had a respected status.
However, compared to Zhu Qizhen, he was much weaker.
"Your Majesty."
A lively grassland woman with a heroic spirit came to the side of Zhu Qi Town.
In recent days, she often came to talk to Zhu Qizhen.
"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"
Mu Ge looked at Zhu Qizhen and asked curiously.
She was especially interested in the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.
"I'm homesick. I wonder when I can go back?”
Zhu Qizhen felt a rare sense of relaxation in front of the beautiful princess of the grassland.
"The capital."
Mu Ge turned to the capital and gloomily said.
"Perhaps we shouldn't have left the plains.
Many people have died in the capital, and many of the people I know have yet to return.”
Obviously, he was a peacemaker like Saikan King.
They wanted to return to the past, the era when Wala paid tribute to Ming Dynasty.
They would wait for the war faction to be destroyed or crippled after the war.
Saikan Wang and Mu Ge's peace-oriented ideas were recognized by more and more people.
"Big Ming, the country is strong, not you.”
Zhu Qizhen had only finished half of his sentence when he had no intention of continuing.
Da Ming was very powerful, but he was still trapped in the enemy camp.
Mu Ge didn't care and just leaned on his shoulder.
"Your Majesty, do you think Wala can return to their previous relationship with Da Ming?”
"Maybe."
Zhu Qizhen felt a sharp pain in his heart.
A few months ago, he was still the supreme emperor!
But now, he was just a prisoner, a useless Retired Emperor.
The one in power was his younger brother.
The night gradually darkened.
Mu Ge did not leave Zhu Qi Town's tent.
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