Since going to the war, Yongli has been careful.

He knew in his heart that there must be people around him who were Chen Zhengming. Although these people were all respectful, they might want to stab him so that he would not return.

He was trembling all the way, and before he reached the border, Yongli lost weight all over the place. Zhao Xiaoquan, who followed him, said nervously, "Your Majesty... you have to have a good meal." The old eunuch didn't know that there were so many. He just said that the little emperor was afraid of the battlefield, and he scared himself before he arrived.

Yongli came back to his senses and realized that he was too tense.

It will take more than half a year to personally enlist in this industry. Before the assassin can take action, he will torture himself crazy first.

It took another day or two, and Yongli finally calmed down.

He figured it out, he didn't have to be nervous too early. Chen Zhengming would not let him die too early: first, he personally fought to promote the ruling power, the "emperor" died early, and so many in the team could not be hidden; second, Yong Li did not show his face and was not enough to convince the people, and he had to work hard to make the soldiers in the army convinced him.

How to promote the regict?

The most important one is not the barbarians of the Six Prefectures, but the 300,000 Da Yong soldiers behind him.

Only when Yongli could suppress them truly demonstrated the emperor's honor.

With this analysis, Yong Li can be considered able to eat and sleep. In addition to occasionally thinking about Shen Junzhao's desire to get drunk, he also slowly integrated into the soldiers.

When he arrived at the border, Yong Li had already become acquainted with the people around him. He couldn't tell who was the assassin, so he simply stopped watching.

You have to fight first, and it’s not too late to defend the dike after winning the battle!

Compared to Shen Junzhao's life in the capital, Yongli's life was faster.

It’s not that he has a mild lovesickness, but that he is too busy and does not give him any free time.

Lead troops, fight, food, armor, and armor... and local soldiers to defend and hand over, appease the people, and investigate the barbarian forces and terrain...

The four words "talking about war" on paper can only be truly experienced when you come to the battlefield in person.

No matter how high the military book is, it will never be as close as a small-scale conflict.

The gap between theory and reality is like a natural barrier.

In the whole five months, Yong Li learned a lot and suffered a lot of training. He had to eat poorly, sleep poorly, and had to work hard on a boat and ride, and temporarily changed the formation.

Yong Li has lost weight and darkness, and his delicate skin is not as smooth as jade before.

But he looks better.

He is tall, thin but not thin, and his skin is not dark, but was too white before, but now he tends to be healthy in the sun.

Plus, that light armor and scarlet cloak, standing with a spear in his hand, he was really a young hero with a majestic posture!

When the entire line was won, the Dayong troops expelled the barbarians of the six prefectures from the country, long live the entire border city mountain.

Your Majesty is heroic!

The soldiers of Dayong are brave and fearless!

Long live the sounds of life in Yongli's heart, arousing a lot of passion.

He hopes that Shen Junzhao will stand shoulder to shoulder with him at this time, that he hopes that he can also come to this border to see the yellow sand all over the sky, that people in the world know how unparalleled Azhao is!

The happiest time is also the time to relax and be vigilant.

When he first came, his nerves were tense, and Yongli felt like a knife was squeezing his stomach...

pain……

An unimaginable pain.

His eyes began to shake, and he couldn't see the person clearly. He could only vaguely hear Zhao Xiaoquan screaming in a sharp and old voice.

Zhao Xiaoquan was stabbed to death with a knife, and the old eunuch died with his eyes open.

Yong Li only felt absurd.

It turned out that they were all Chen Zhengming's people. It turned out that these generals who taught him to march, fight, and sacrificed their lives and blood for the people on the border were all Chen Zhengming's people.

So, it is.

If they were not all confidants, how could they accomplish this plan?

Do they know who he is?

Perhaps they knew it, ironically, they might be clearer than Chen Zhengming's self-confidence.

Chen Zhengshen killed two birds with one stone, and he plotted against his only son and the aristocratic clan who supported the Shen family.

As long as Shen Junzhao dies, the Dayong royal family will remain stable.

Shen Junzhao is dead.

The Shen family has no heirs, and Yongli will not give the aristocratic family a chance to re-launch a leader.

Shen Junzhao is dead.

These aristocratic races thought that they were killing Yongli, but when they were proud, they realized that they had broken their wings.

When the troops returned to the court, Yongli appeared at the grand court meeting in great success.

How proud should Chen Zhengming be?

The emperor personally led the army to rule the world.

Who dares not to obey!

However……

Chen Zhengming made many calculations, but he missed Yong Li's sincerity in treating Shen Junzhao, and actually underestimated Yong Li's courage and meticulousness.

Yong Li's actions in the past five months touched these executioners. They couldn't bear it when they saw Yong Li who was poisoned and died.

The major general of the Yang family secretly threw Yong Li into the six states: "Your Majesty, if you can survive, don't go back to the Central Plains!"

Yongli was deeply poisoned and could not say a word.

Yang Hongda said in pain: "I'm sorry!"

After throwing this, he could only leave without looking back.

Yongli did not fall in a pool of blood like Shen Junzhao's dream.

His body was soaked in the long yellow sand, which was very hot and cold, but his poisoned body felt nothing.

He doesn't know if it's so hot that it's going to melt people; he doesn't know if it's so cold that it's going to freeze people.

It's logical that he deserves to die.

This poison has already penetrated into the internal organs, and it is difficult to cure medicine.

Yang Hongda's move was just to leave him a complete body.

Yongli also felt that he was going to die.

His thoughts turned very slowly, as slow as a painting of figures that would be at rest at any time.

Mother...

His mother's boudoir name is the word Xu, and he always feels that the name his grandfather gave her mother too ominous.

Floating...floating...

Isn’t my mother like a willow catkin in this life?

Parents die early, brothers die sick, husbands only have the whole world, and children have no love at all.

When Yong Li was young, he thought that he would take good care of his mother and that he would definitely make her suffer and not be alone for the rest of his life.

Unfortunately, he is too young and can't keep his mother who has a weak life no matter how hard he supports him.

When his mother passed away, Yong Li hated his father.

He always felt that if his father had been with her more, if he had been at home, if he had not been to the world, wouldn't his mother have left so early?

But then my father left too.

Two years after his mother passed away, he didn't even forgive his father, so he left behind a huge country and left alone.

Yongli was wearing imperial robes and sat high on the golden throne. Facing the ministers kneeling all over the ground, he felt uneasy.

Nine years old. No matter how precocious you are, what do you know?

Loneliness and panic, but cannot be revealed to anyone.

Because he is the lord of the world, the honor of a country, and the Emperor Yuan Yao admired by all people.

He can't cry, be tired, and be even more afraid.

He must be like the noon sun, illuminating Dayong at all times.

Even when the sun rested, he could only open his eyes wide at night, wrap his quilt tightly, and miss his deceased mother.

Until he was ten years old, he met Shen Junzhao.

A fair, beautiful, dark but empty child.

Chen Zhengming said that he was one year older than him, but Yong Li felt that this child was much younger than him.

Weak, fragile, light and fluttering. Like willow catkins, it seems that he is accidentally protected and he will be blown away by the wind.
To be continued...