Looking at the magnificent rivers and mountains covered with silver and wax figures, Zhu Changluo was full of passion!

A real man is born in the world and not doing anything good is simply an insult to life!

Zhu Changluo was inexplicably moved!

A heroic poem with great power and magnificence suddenly surged into Zhu Changluo's heart!

Zhu Changluo's horse whip was pointed at a distance and recited heroically in his mouth.

"The scenery of the north is frozen thousands of miles away, snow falls thousands of miles away. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there are only the vastness. The river is rising and falling, and the surging river suddenly loses its surging! The mountains are dancing with silver snakes, and the wax figures are galloping, and I want to compete with the God of Heaven!"

Zhu Changluo recited it with one sentence, and the officials who accompanied him suddenly felt heroic, and his eyes looked at Zhu Changluo even more respectful.

As a result, Zhu Changluo read this and did not continue.

This made the accompanying officials very anxious.

Chen Sixiao, the Minister of Works, immediately asked forward: "Your Highness, can there be a next vassal?"

Zhu Changluo turned his head to look at Chen Sixiao's anxious expression, and he smiled, "It's gone."

Zhu Changluo is also a shameless person. How could he always copy the poems of later generations? Especially this poem is also a famous work by Taizu throughout the ages.

Zhu Changluo was still a little awe of great men like Taizu, so he naturally could not always copy Taizu's poems back and forth.

After all, he just copied a song about Taizu's "Bu Suanzi·Yongmei" a few days ago.

If so, now I copy Taizu's "Qinyuanchun·Snow" again, wouldn't it be too unconventional?

Chen Sixiao heard Zhu Changluo say that it was gone, and he looked sad.

"Your Highness, if you can fill this poem with the upper and lower verses, you will have already passed down through the ages!"

Zhu Changluo smiled and said, "Gu is already the prince. Even if he does nothing, he will have Gu's name in Haohao's historical books in the future."

Listening to Zhu Changluo's free and easy answer, he looked at Zhu Changluo's heroic expression at this moment.

In a trance, Chen Sixiao believed that this was the temperament and mind that the supreme emperor in the world should have.

Chen Sixiao said excitedly: "It's my minister who is attached to the prime minister."

Zhu Changluo couldn't stand it anymore as he stood on the Great Wall on a horse and blew the cold wind from the extreme north.

Although the view here is wide, the scenery is unique.

This situation is also very suitable for fitting forks, but Zhu Changluo still thinks that life is important and health is important.

So Zhu Changluo pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, saying, "Let's go, let's go down."

Zhu Changluo gently urged the war horse under him to slowly walk down the Great Wall.

Just after Zhu Changluo left, the Jixian County Magistrate Zhang Cheng, who was standing at the end, immediately ordered the people around him: "Come on, please engrave the poem that the Crown Prince just wrote in place. This is a holy trace in the future! You must Be careful to protect.”

Zhang Cheng rushed to do the credit, leaving no intention of leaving it to others.

In Zhang Cheng's opinion, these words of the crown prince will definitely be famous throughout the ages. As a small border town order that is unknown, his chances of being published and passed down through history in this life are almost zero.

But now it's different!

With these verses of magnificent and majestic momentum, his chance to be famous for his eternal success comes.

Now as long as he can grasp the lead, he can record these poems, and then add a sentence afterwards, "Ji County Magistrate Zhang Cheng accompanied the driver to record the poems of the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty on the Great Wall."

Then he can become famous throughout the ages and immortalize the world with these poems.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng's mouth almost laughed.

This kind of opportunity is really a rare opportunity.

Therefore, Zhang Cheng decisively engraved and protected the poems of Taizu that Zhu Changluo had just read.

After Zhang Cheng finished doing this, everyone realized that their intestines were blue.

Which of you here is not a third-rank or above? Such a great opportunity was actually intercepted by the small Jixian County Magistrate.

This is really uncomfortable!

Therefore, these people also secretly vowed that when the crown prince makes famous quotes that can be passed down through the ages next time, they must seize the opportunity to be famous together with the famous quotes made by the crown prince!

Unfortunately, there are really few opportunities like this.

Because the famous poems and lines that Zhu Changluo met were just a little bit.

Zhu Changluo returned to the camp, and everyone gathered at the sand table in the camp again.

At this moment, the positions of various people and horses marching have begun to be marked on the sand table.

Looking at the orderly advance signs on the sand table, even if people who do not understand military look at this sand table, they will have a rough understanding of the battlefield.

As an outsider, Zhu Changluo did not say anything more in the camp to command martial arts. The most common problem was to consult with Li Chengliang, the Minister of War, who was beside him, some taboos and some supplies for the winter march.

After all, Li Chengliang is also a long-standing general. He naturally knew everything about Zhu Changluo's questions.

Therefore, during this period, Zhu Changluo also added some knowledge about ancient military common sense to himself.

Although it is also a paper talk about military knowledge, at least Zhu Changluo can understand some issues in this regard. It will not be possible that some generals will listen to whatever they say in the future.

"Report!"

"The capital is urgent!"

A messenger rushed to the outside of the camp.

When Zhu Changluo heard the urgent matter in the capital, he frowned slightly. He couldn't think of any urgent matters in the capital at this time.

Zhu Changluo said: "Come on."

The commander, wearing wind and snow, arrived at the camp and presented a wax seal with urgent wax.

Zhu Changluo took the urgent item and saw that the wax seal on it was the seal of the Ministry of Rites. He was puzzled in his heart. What urgent matters could the Ministry of Rites have? Could it be that Fan Qian was cheating on the corpse?

Zhu Changluo was asked to dismantle the urgent documents, and what caught his eye was his master Dong Qichang's handwriting.

However, Zhu Changluo was not in the mood to appreciate Dong Qichang's calligraphy at the moment.

He quickly browsed the contents of the anxious items.

After he finished reading the urgent content, his heart beat faster and almost couldn't help but feel excited and announced his return to Beijing on the spot.

However, Zhu Changluo soon calmed down and came back.

Zhu Changluo calmly thought about such a big thing, but he didn't know about it in advance, but Dong Qichang asked him urgently afterwards.

Obviously, this matter is true or not, but there are certain concerns that Dong Qichang dare not say.

Zhu Changluo put away the urgent documents and said, "Xuan Wang Jiaping and the Shangshu who accompanied each department came to the store to discuss matters."

After saying that, Zhu Changluo left the camp and returned directly to the Great Wall, where he was walking in the city.

After arriving at the beginning, Zhu Changluo changed into a regular dress and then came out to see Wang Jiaping and the ministers who were waiting for the journey.

Zhu Changluo said: "A big thing happened in the capital. I can't decide. I need to ask you all. I hope you can give me some good advice."

Wang Jiaping listened to Zhu Changluo's words in a dismay. In the morning, he had just been forcibly suppressed by Zhu Changluo, and now he felt sad, so he did not respond in time.

Then Sun Piyang, the Minister of Personnel who stood behind him, said, "Your Highness, may I ask."

Zhu Changluo handed out the urgent documents in his hand, "Sun Qing has read it and said again."

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