Seven days later, a large number of cattle and sheep were driven to the camp.
However, the harvest was not too great. When Oara retreated, many Oara soldiers returned to the base camp first and stole most of the cattle and sheep.
There are more than 13,000 sheep and 3,800 cattle in total.
But things are born out of nothing, and these cattle and sheep add up to a considerable amount of wealth.
The army rested for another day and returned to the court.
Along the way, Zhu Di had a bad face, as if someone owed him money. Of course, he was only looking at Li Qing and looking kindly to other generals.
The harvest of this trip was really not small. They defeated Oala, killed Oala leader Mahamu, dealt a painful blow to the Yuan people, and also demonstrated the majesty of the Ming army.
From now on, war or peace will be decided by Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Di was satisfied, his only regret was that he didn't trap Li Qing.
As summer entered, the weather became extremely hot. Under the scorching sun, the soldiers were all listless and had no energy at all.
"Uncle Qing." Zhu Zhanji drove his horse over and whispered, "You are still wearing a mask in this hot summer day, isn't it hot?"
"A calm mind naturally cools down." Old God Li Qing was there with a contented look on his face, "Are you okay?"
Zhu Zhanji looked like he had something to tell you, but said: "It's okay."
"It's okay." Li Qing didn't answer and continued to enjoy the scenery.
After a while, Zhu Zhanji said sarcastically, "Uncle Qing, do you want a wife or not?"
"No." Li Qing quickly refused, "I'm so old that I'm almost crying. Why do I need that thing?"
"..." Zhu Zhanji had a dark look on his face and didn't say anything else. He was just the one who told the story, and once he brought the words, he completed the task. As for whether Li Qing agreed or not, that was not his concern.
So, we turned to talk about the Thirteen Deadly Shots.
Li Qing admired this junior very much and started to teach him carefully.
What about the Grasp of Immortality, going straight to the Yellow Dragon... The things to pay attention to and the essentials of various moves are all taught in detail.
Zhu Di watched with cold eyes, looking at his eldest grandson who was getting closer to Li Qing, his already ugly face became even more ugly.
Along the way, he gave Li Qing a lot of face.
But Li Qing was so thick-skinned that he seemed unaware of it, which made the fourth child very angry.
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In late July, the army entered the territory of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di dispersed his troops to station in Beiping, Zhending, Dezhou... and returned to the court with only the Beijing army squadron.
It was almost August 15th when we arrived in Jinling.
Outside Jinling City, Zhu Di stopped his horse and looked at the deserted Jinling City. His old face turned completely gloomy.
After such a big victory, no officials came to celebrate or greet him, which made him feel even more angry.
Not to mention that the emperor went on a personal expedition and returned with a great victory. Even if he went on a trip, when he returned to the capital, all the officials would come out of the city to greet him. This is the most basic etiquette.
None of the officials came, which meant that they did not take him as the emperor seriously.
Especially now that the eldest son is supervising the country and almost all civil servants support it, it makes Zhu Di, who is already suspicious, very angry.
When Li Qing saw this scene, he quickly pulled Zhu Zhanji over and whispered, "Go back quickly and let your father come to greet you."
"Hey, okay." Zhu Zhanji saw his grandfather's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and secretly cried out: My dad, why can't you let your son worry less?
Zhu Zhanji turned his horse and left, but was stopped by Zhu Di: "What are you doing?"
Sensing his grandfather's strange aura, Zhu Zhanji said sarcastically, "Grandpa..."
"Your grandpa is not here." Zhu Di's face was gloomy.
Zhu Zhanji quickly changed his words: "Your Majesty, I feel a little unwell and would like to return to the palace as soon as possible to have the imperial doctor take a look."
Zhu Di knew he was lying, but he still nodded: "Ang, go!"
He wanted to see if the good boy was really rebellious.
Zhu Di took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Enter the city!"
The Beijing army entered the city in batches, and the generals looked unhappy. It had only been half a year since they left the capital, and the civil servants were so arrogant. They were also very annoyed.
As soon as they entered the city, before they had gone far, Zhu Gaoxu came with a group of generals, including yellow umbrella canopies and dragon chariots... all ready to greet him.
"My sons and ministers congratulate the emperor for his great victory over the tiles and his great contribution to the Ming Dynasty..."
All the military commanders and nobles came to pay their respects and welcomed him in unison.
Zhu Di's face softened a little and he said loudly: "Everyone is safe!"
The faces of the accompanying generals also look much better. They sacrificed their lives on the battlefield and need recognition from others. This is what they deserve.
Zhu Gaoxu came up to him with a happy face, looked up at Zhu Di, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please move to the dragon chariot and accept the hundreds of officials... ah no, the generals will pay homage."
When he heard this, Zhu Di's already ugly face became even more ugly. The civil and military families were about to separate!
Li Qing sighed secretly, Zhu Gaoxu's move to sow discord was not clever, but it was very effective.
Now Zhu Di, when he was angry, even lost his calm thinking and had a suspicious character, which made him easily fall into this not-so-smart trick.
Zhu Di dismounted and changed to the dragon chariot. The good mood he had been in for the past few days was gone, only angry.
As an emperor, no one else would be indifferent to being so neglected and despised by officials, let alone an iron-blooded emperor like Zhu Di.
Fatty is going to be in trouble... Li Qing is helpless. He can't understand why Fatty would make such a low-level mistake. The army's schedule has obviously been sent to the palace!
Seeing Zhu Gaoxu whispering in Zhu Di's ear, he even broke out in a cold sweat for Xiaopang.
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Royal study room.
Xiaopang was dealing with the memorial, with Huang Huai, Hu Guang and other cabinet secretaries helping him. As usual, he was calm and fulfilled.
"Emperor Grandson, please slow down, I haven't reported yet..."
"Go away!"
Hearing the noise outside, Xiaopang suddenly raised his head, and then saw the big boy walking in with an angry look on his face.
"Zhanji, why are you back?"
Zhu Zhanji did not show any courtesy and yelled anxiously: "Dad, why are you still sitting down? Do you know that Grandpa is already angry?"
"Why is he so angry?"
"you……"
Zhu Zhanji was furious and reached out to grab my arm. He was too fat and missed it. He grabbed his wrist instead and said, "Follow me."
"Where to go?"
"Follow me." Zhu Zhanji was young and strong, but when he was anxious, he became even more powerful, causing the little fat boy to stagger.
"Hey, slow down, my memorial..." Xiaopang walked out uncontrollably and shouted back, "You guys comment on the suggestions first, my dad and I are going out first..."
The father and son left the main hall, and Xiaopang finally couldn't bear it anymore, "What on earth happened, you should tell me!"
"Grandpa won a great victory, why didn't you go to greet him?" Zhu Zhanji roared angrily, "Father, can't you be more careful?"
Zhu Zhanji felt very tired when he saw such a big-hearted and fat man.
"Your grandpa is back?" Xiaopang was shocked, "When did it happen?"
"When did everyone enter the city!" Zhu Zhanji was furious, "Didn't you receive the military intelligence report?"
"No!"
Zhu Zhanji hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Hurry up and summon the officials from the six departments to greet him. If it's too late, grandpa will enter the palace."
"Hey, okay." The little fat boy's round body is actually quite flexible, not much slower than the big boy.
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Entering the capital, Zhu Di did not let the army return to camp, but directly entered the imperial city. He just wanted to see how much trouble the civil servants could make.
As they approached the palace, the fat man, who was sweating profusely from his work, finally came out with officials from six departments.
"My sons and ministers respectfully welcome the Emperor on his triumphal return."
When the dragon chariot stopped, Zhu Di stuck his head out and said to Zhu Gaoxu on the side, "Send an order for the army to return to camp."
"My son, I obey." Zhu Gaoxu saluted respectfully and left in a hurry.
Zhu Di put down the curtain of the sedan chair, kicked the fender, and the dragon chariot moved forward again. From the beginning to the end, he never looked directly at the prince, and took the officials of the six departments as air.
The fat boy wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face full of bitterness.
The emperor refused to let him stand flat, and no one dared to stand up. He just knelt down like that. For the civil servants who wanted to show their dignity, this was ten thousand times more uncomfortable than hitting the imperial staff.
Zhu Di was furious, and Li Qing couldn't help but plead for Xiaopang.
When passing by Xiaopang, he quietly handed him a small bottle of elixir.
Zhu Di was not targeting just Hao Daer, but the entire civil service group.
Almost all of his policies are not approved by civil servants. If he gives in this time, civil servants will definitely intensify his efforts in the future.
Li Qing was thinking more. In his opinion, this greeting was probably caused by Hanhan deliberately intercepting the message. This could be seen from Xiaopang's unexpected expression. Of course, it was not ruled out that Wenchen intercepted the message intentionally.
Or, there are both situations.
But no matter what, Wenchen will be in bad luck this time!