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Chapter 237: The Son of Heaven's Substitution Sense

He soon had many thoughts in his mind, and the first thought was: "Masters, are you mocking me? Is there any news about Ningbo? Oh, I guess the Japanese have landed, so there is nothing wrong with it. They must have burned, killed, robbed, and I don't know how many people died or how many jewelry they robbed. The masters must have been furious. They felt that at this critical moment, they were still hiding, so they came to say the opposite, just to see if I knew it or not."

His face was blue and red, and he seemed uneasy. He said it was strange. When he was thinking secretly, he always thought that one day when he faced his masters, he must show the emperor's demeanor to intimidate them and make them obey their own words. But it was the same thing. When he really faced these masters, he was always uneasy and always looked like a child who made mistakes.

"Uh... where does the joy come from?" He asked guiltily.

Xie Qian said without hesitation: "Ningbo victory, Your Majesty, this is a real victory. Your Majesty, this is the blessing of our ancestors. It was the late emperor who had spirit in heaven. On July 13, there were nearly a thousand Japanese pirates and suddenly attacked the coast of Ningbo. Haining Guard had already discovered that it was set up in Huangshuitan. Seven or eight hundred Haining Guard soldiers, under the leadership of Zhejiang Juren Ye Chunqiu, commander Qian Qian, wiped out the Japanese pirates in one fell swoop. The Japanese pirates were defeated. The three heroes of the thief head Guidao were also killed by Ye Chunqiu. Now the news of the victory has been heard, killing more than 500 thieves, and there are more than 100 captured. Now the heads of the Japanese pirates and more than 100 prisoners have been escorted to the capital. Just wait for the Ministry of War to check. Your Majesty... This is really the late emperor... the late emperor..." When talking about the late emperor, Xie Qian burst into tears.

These old ministers were once promoted by the late emperor and gave them almost no reason to trust. The feelings between the king and the minister are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Xie Qian thought that the anger of the late emperor was still vivid in his mind for the three heroes of the Ghost Island. At that time, the late emperor was already ill, but he summoned the ministers while sick, and almost talked about how to suppress the Japanese. Thinking about these things now, Xie Qian was mixed with emotion.

Now the three heroes of Guidao have been killed. This is not the late emperor who has spirit in heaven, what is it?

After sucking his nose, Xie Qian continued: "Your Majesty has suppressed the Japanese pirates shortly after he first ascended the Great Bao. Except for the three heroes of the Ghost Island, the rest of the Japanese pirates will sooner or later be killed by the Japanese guards. Your Majesty... The Japanese pirates who have been repeatedly banned since Taizu surrendered to him have finally survived. This is a sign of a prosperous era and a sign of a long-lasting national fortune."

“…”

Zhu Houzhao was shocked.

What's going on?

Why were they suppressed?

It’s not that the main force of the Ming army was fooled by the Japanese. The three heroes of the Ghost Island have been planning for a long time, and he is so brave, how could this... be possible?

He doesn't believe it.

But Master Xie didn't seem to be lying. He was crying. The Japanese attacks on the southeast coast seemed to be really flat, and... it seemed that the three heroes of Guidao seemed to have been killed.

Zhu Houzhao seemed to be stung by a bee, and her whole body jumped up from her throne and said excitedly: "Give me a memorial to show me."

Liu Jian didn't dare to hesitate and was busy handing over the memorials he had prepared to Liu Jin. Liu Jin submitted them to Zhu Houzhao's desk.

Zhu Houzhao opened Hainingwei's report of the victory and read it very carefully, without missing a word.

Throughout the memorials, there seems to be a person Ye Chunqiu always runs through it.

It sounds quite familiar, yes, where have you heard of it... Oh, just a little juren.

He continued to look down, Oh, first, this young master suddenly ran to Hainingwei and told Hainingwei that it was the Japanese pirates that they would definitely attack, and then began to provide evidence. First, this matter was too strange, and the Japanese seemed to be surrendering; second, the Japanese were always cunning, and they must be attacking the east and west; third...

Hey... This is almost the same as my idea. Oh, except for me, in Jiangnan, well, to be precise, there is really a person in Zhejiang... Oh... he is only thirteen years old, and he is even younger than me. Such a boy can actually predict this.

Zhu Houzhao took a breath, this... this kid's IQ is comparable to mine.

Then he saw how Ye Chunqiu was defending with Qian Commander. Of course, the details of the money commanding fairness and unrestrainedness were hidden in the memorial. After all, it was the memorial written by the clerk of Qian Commander himself. He had to add fuel to the fire and say a few words. How much Qian Commander is worried about the country and how he wants to serve the country, probably... this has become the eight-part essay in the memorial.

When Zhu Houzhao saw this style of culture, he wanted to be sleepy. He was not interested in the command of money at all. His ministers, whether literary or military, whether old or young, would probably say that they would be loyal to the country, worry about the country, and then they would have no choice but to be determined to serve the Lord's kindness, and then they would not want to come without tea or food.

It's still interesting to be a juren.

So he continued to read, not daring to miss a word, for fear that he would miss something because of the difference between the word.

In order to set up an ambush, Ye Chunqiu actually took Tang Zhaofeng, the ambassador of Dusifu.

Zhu Houzhao didn't know what this ambassador meant, but the word "hostage" sounded quite awesome. He suddenly felt itchy and couldn't help thinking, what if I had taken Liu's patriarch to threaten to go to Jiangnan? I don't know if it was good or not.

He raised his eyes and looked at Liu Jin who was very respectful...

OK, keep watching.

Then the Japanese pirates came indeed...

Zhu Houzhao was excited. The Ming army fought fiercely with the Japanese pirates under the command of Ye Chunqiu and Qian Qian. Although it was just a few words, Zhu Houzhao felt the surging inside his body. He had long thought that the Japanese pirates would be there for a while, and then Ye Chunqiu killed the three heroes of Guidao, turned the tide and the Japanese pirates were defeated.

call……

Zhu Houzhao breathed a long sigh.

Just win like this?

The Japanese pirates who had imagined went deep into the inland and did not think they were self-righteous and burned, killed and robbed. These Japanese pirates had just landed and were directly made into dumplings.

Ye Chunqiu... Ye Chunqiu...

Zhu Houzhao suddenly remembered who it was. Wasn't it that little boy? Oh, he actually became a juren. It only took a year or two to have a very powerful appearance. He is as smart as me.

Zhu Houzhao was immediately overjoyed.

It was so fucking like a sense of inclusion. He thought about it every day that he would escape from the palace, and then took Liu Jin to Haining Guard to warn him, then directed the Haining Guard to set up an ambush in Huangshuitan, and finally defeated all the Japanese pirates in the future, and then killed the three heroes of Guidao with his own hands.

But now... all this has been done by this juren, protecting the military, civilians and people of Ningbo and protecting his own face.

Taking a deep breath, a little incredible.

But it happened in the end.
Chapter completed!
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