Ming: I am fake, walking on thin ice

Chapter 238 The Demon Queen Collapses: I Hate You
Ten days later, at Wolf Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, facing the central plains to the south, an altar has been set up.

Yu Qian slowly climbed onto the altar, with Yang Guifang and Shi Heng on his left and right. At this moment, they were filled with emotion, as they performed the Fengshan ceremony on behalf of the emperor to demonstrate the majesty of the Ming Dynasty and its complete conquest of Mobei.

Swish swish!
The three men drew their swords, raised them high, and said to the sky and the earth: "Today, we will carry on the aspirations of our ancestors and lead the warriors of the Ming Dynasty to defeat Yesen and establish our capital in Mobei! These mountains and rivers bear witness to our loyalty and bravery. May the Ming Dynasty be forever strong and the people live in peace and health!"

After saying this, he swung his sword at the wooden stake in front of the altar, symbolizing the severing of all obstacles that hindered the unification of the Ming Dynasty. The wooden stake snapped with a sound, and thunderous cheers rang out all around.

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will always be there, and the Ming Dynasty will always be there!"

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will always be there, and the Ming Dynasty will always be there!"

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will always be there, and the Ming Dynasty will always be there!"

The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens was not over yet. They also had to pay tribute to the heroes who died in the expedition to Mobei. After the ceremony, Yu Qian personally read out the eulogy:

This northern expedition was launched because of strange customs; the scorpion tail was used to raise demons, and the wolf heart was used to cause chaos. I followed the king's order to punish the remote and wild; I raised the Pixiu on a large scale to eliminate the ants; the heroic army gathered, and the crazy bandits were wiped out; as soon as I heard the sound of breaking bamboo, I lost the momentum of the monkey. But the soldiers are all heroes of the nine states; the officials and officers are all heroes from all over the world: they practiced martial arts and joined the army, and served the master; they were all loyal to the country and loyal to the king. How could you have missed the opportunity to fight and fell into the evil plan: some were hit by stray arrows, and their souls were buried in the grave; some were injured by swords and their souls returned to the long night: if you live, you will be brave, and if you die, you will be famous. Now you want to return with a triumphant song and offer the captives.

Your heroic spirits are still here, and your prayers must be heard: follow my banners, follow my troops, and return to the country together. Each of you will recognize your hometown, receive the food and drink of your family members, and lead the sacrifices of your family members; do not be a ghost in a foreign land, or a soul in a foreign land. I will report to the emperor, so that each of your families will receive the grace of the emperor, and provide you with food and clothing every year, and monthly stipends. This is a reward to comfort your heart. The living have already been in awe of the majesty of heaven, and the dead have also been under the rule of the king. I hope you will be calm and not cry. I will show my sincerity and respectfully offer sacrifices. Alas!
……

Dark as ink.

Yu Qian, Shi Heng, and Yang Guifang were discussing matters in the tent. All three stood in front of the map. Yang Guifang pointed to a certain spot on the map and said, "This is the Hanhai, which now belongs to the Shibir tribe. Yesen led the remaining troops and must have fled in this direction. I mean that I will lead 50,000 elite cavalry to continue the pursuit."

"The display is too long. What about supplies?" Shi Heng frowned.

"Take a part with you, and replenish the rest along the way." Yang Guifang spread her hands.

The so-called supply along the way is looting. Yu Qian pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you continue to pursue, we will leave a few thousand people in Langjuxu Mountain and build a supply point here."

"Yes." Yang Guifang nodded.

Yu Qian picked up a pot of wine, poured three cups, and his face became relaxed: "This battle has already decided the north of the desert, and we should return to the court. Hundreds of thousands of troops are out there, and the consumption of food and grass is huge."

"Let's go back." Shi Heng smiled.

The three drank the whole thing in one gulp. Yu Qian wiped his mouth and said, "Yang Guifang will continue to pursue Yesen tomorrow. Shi Heng and I will stay here for a few days. If my guess is correct, the tribes in Mobei will come to surrender."

"Didn't we just form an alliance?" Shi Heng said.

Yang Guifang laughed loudly: "Alliance is an alliance, what they are most worried about now is that we will destroy them on the way back. So, it is safer to surrender."

"That's great." Yu Qian spread his hands, "We can also ask them to give you supplies. After all, they also hope that we can completely destroy Yesen."

The three men discussed until late at night, and the next day Yang Guifang led an army of 50,000 to the north.

……

The news of the great victory in Mobei and the conquest of Langjuxu reached the capital, and the whole city was in an uproar.

The Hu people dared not go south to herd horses. From then on, there was no royal court in Mobei, and the Ming Dynasty no longer had to worry about Mobei. The emperor led the civil and military officials to hold a grand sacrificial ceremony in the Taimiao.

The memorial ceremony for the fallen heroes was also a way to tell the ancestors that Mobei had been conquered. The Ming Dynasty's battle flag was planted on Mount Langjuxu. The ministers looked at the young emperor standing on the altar, as if they were in another world.

Five years have passed. The young emperor has implemented new policies at home and suppressed Japanese pirates and swept the northern desert. He is no longer the child emperor of the past, and no one dares to question his authenticity.

The young emperor stood there, looking down upon the world, exuding an air of royal dignity and imperial power! Now, he was skilled in government affairs, and his words and actions carried an unfathomable and unquestionable authority.

After the sacrificial ceremony, Zhu Qizhen dismissed everyone and went into the Imperial Ancestral Temple. He lit three incense sticks towards the portraits of past emperors and looked up at them.

"Everyone, I have done what you have not done!" He started with the portrait of Taizu, and swept across Taizong, Renzong, and Xuanzong, and sighed, "Of course, I am indeed a fake Zhu Qizhen. However, what I have done is better than the real Zhu Qizhen, and in the future, I will also do better than you."

A smile appeared on his lips, and he spread his hands: "I will do better than your descendants. Hey, let me tell you, your descendants, one after another, are simply garbage. There are those who run leopard houses, cultivate immortals, hang up, work as carpenters, and have their countries destroyed by delivery boys. In short, no one is good enough."

"How do you know this? Because I traveled through time." Zhu Qizhen sat down. "But don't worry, I am not a usurper of your Zhu family's throne. My name is Zhu Qizhen, and I will only be Zhu Qizhen in the future. The Ming Dynasty will still be named Zhu. When my children are born, I will bring them here to kowtow to you and acknowledge you as my ancestors."

He picked up the wine glass on the altar, took a sip, and continued: "Today is the day to confess. Now that you know the truth, you have to admit it even if you don't want to! Hey, I hope your spirits in heaven will bless the Ming Dynasty. You also watch carefully, I will build an extremely powerful Ming Dynasty."

After saying this, he sat there for a long time before getting up and leaving.

……

Kunning Palace.

The Demon Queen stood in the corridor in front of the palace, wearing a purple long dress, her figure was more graceful, and her temperament was more noble and elegant. But her beautiful face was slightly sad, and her beautiful eyes moved slightly: "Mobei has been settled, I am happy, but also worried."

"Your Majesty, will His Majesty lead his troops westward?" Shuangxi asked from the side.

"The imperial court will definitely march westwards next year at the latest," said the Demon Queen. "In the past, the imperial court established the Seven Guards of Guanxi as a barrier to the northwest because of the dangers in Mobei. Now, the imperial court no longer needs the Seven Guards of Guanxi."

Shuangxi's eyes drooped, she didn't quite understand any of this.

The Demon Queen sighed: "After pacifying Mobei, your majesty's prestige has surpassed that of the late emperor, and is even on par with Emperor Taizong. The court and the people all respect him, and the people support him."

She didn't say the rest of the words in her mind.

With such prestige, who would care whether he was real or not? He was fake, and now he can only be real. The emperor of Dunhuang still naively thought that he could fight back to the capital?
"Your Majesty, His Majesty is here." Shuangxi reminded.

The Demon Queen regained her composure and looked at the fake emperor who was walking towards her. He walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, with an imposing manner. In fact, his appearance had changed. If he was placed together with the real emperor now, everyone would be able to tell the real one from the fake one at a glance.

The current pseudo-emperor is even more domineering and powerful, with the demeanor of a heroic ruler.

"I'm hungry, Shuangxi, go and prepare the meal." The fake emperor came over.

Shuangxi bowed to him and went to the kitchen in the palace. The false emperor came behind the demon queen, put his hands around her soft waist, buried his head in her fair neck, sniffed and said, "It smells so good, I want to eat it."

The Demon Queen leaned back, leaning into his arms, and said unhappily, "Then take a bite."

The false emperor did not bite, but kissed her gently. The demon queen blushed slightly and asked softly, "When will the Mobei army return to the court?"

"It will be soon. If you don't come back, I will have to use the grain in the capital warehouse." said the fake emperor.

The Demon Queen frowned slightly: "But isn't Yesen still alive? Why is he back?"

The fake emperor smiled indifferently: "Yang Guifang continued to chase. That guy worships Huo Qubing, so he must chase Dao Hanhai."

The demon queen lowered her eyes, and the two of them spent a while in tenderness. She grabbed the false emperor's hand and said, "Let's go. You must be hungry. Let's eat first."

After the meal, the pseudo-emperor did not stay for long, but went to accompany Concubine Xian and Concubine De, because they were now pregnant and were about to give birth in two months.

The Demon Queen watched him leave, feeling lonely.

The time that the false emperor spends in her palace is getting shorter and shorter, and may be even shorter in the future.

……

Changchun Palace.

Xianfei was lying on a soft mat with a big belly, and the maid beside her was feeding her with fresh grapes because the imperial physician told her to eat more fruits.

"My beloved." Zhu Qizhen walked in.

Concubine Xian wanted to get up, but Zhu Qizhen stopped her with a wave of his hand, saying, "Be careful, you are pregnant. Hold on for another two months, and the baby will be born, and you will be able to give birth."

"Well, the imperial physician came to see and said everything is fine." said the virtuous concubine.

Zhu Qizhen hugged her gently and said, "By the way, your grandfather finally went to the military academy to be a teacher. That's good. Now that he's old, he can devote himself to teaching and cultivate talents for the Ming Dynasty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Concubine Xian looked at him affectionately.

"We are a family." Zhu Qizhen smiled. "Your younger brother submitted a memorial a few days ago and asked about his nephew. I said he hasn't been born yet, and I don't know the situation."

The virtuous concubine's face was filled with a happy smile: "My family and I are deeply grateful for the grace of heaven."

Zhu Qizhen shook his head: "Your brother relies on himself, your family didn't help him. Now, he is in charge of the southeast, and I am relieved. In a few years, I will ask him to lead his troops south."

"It was your Majesty who gave him the opportunity," said the virtuous concubine.

Zhu Qizhen smiled slightly.

After Concubine Xian became pregnant, she became more sensible. However, she also became cautious, and Zhu Qizhen did not point it out to her. This was what she needed to do to be the queen.

After she gives birth to a child, she will gradually replace the Demon Queen.

"How is sister Defei?" asked Concubine Xian.

"It's pretty good, but my belly is so big that it's not convenient to walk." Zhu Qizhen said with a smile.

Xian Fei nodded and said, "It is inconvenient for me to do this, otherwise, I would like to go see her. It is really boring to be bored in the palace alone."

Zhu Qizhen raised his eyebrows: "Do you blame me?"

The virtuous concubine quickly shook her head: "I dare not!"

Zhu Qizhen reached out and held her in his arms.

……

In the northern desert, the Langjuxu Mountain stands tall and majestic, like a witness to history, silently overlooking everything below. At the foot of the mountain, there is no dust, but a heavy momentum permeates the air.

Yu Qian sat high on his horse, his figure as straight as a pine tree. Behind him, hundreds of thousands of Ming soldiers were lined up in neat rows, their armor shining coldly in the sun, motionless as a mountain, yet ready to go, exuding a frightening power.

Under this invisible pressure, the leaders of the various tribes in Mobei, heroes who usually galloped on the grassland and were known for their bravery, all lowered their heads at this moment. The scimitars in their hands, which were originally a symbol of battle, were raised high at this moment, with the blades turned around to show surrender.

They knelt in several rows, their knees touching the cold ground, their postures humble, their eyes showing both reluctance and relief. "The Wala tribe asks for surrender to the Ming Dynasty, and we hope the general will grant us permission."

"The Tatar tribe asks for surrender to the Ming Dynasty. I hope the general will grant it."

"The Tumed tribe asks for surrender to the Ming Dynasty. I hope the general will grant it."

"The Khorchin tribe has requested surrender to the Ming Dynasty. I hope the general will grant your approval."

"The Ordos tribe asks for surrender to the Ming Dynasty. I hope the general will grant it."

"I would like to thank the Bu tribe for asking for surrender to the Ming Dynasty. I hope the general will grant my request."

"The Asut tribe asks for surrender to the Ming Dynasty. I hope the general will grant it."

All around, there was a vast grassland. The wind blew from afar, carrying the fragrance of grass leaves, and seemed to be whispering, telling the story of conquering and being conquered. Yu Qian looked at the leaders of Mobei and said in a deep voice: "This general accepts your surrender. I hope that the people inside and outside the Great Wall will be like one family and not start a war!"

On this day, the Ming army returned to the capital.

……

Somewhere in the wasteland north of Langjuxu Mountain.

It was not yet autumn, but the wind was howling here. Yesen rode his horse to a high point, looking south. He looked pale, obviously from excessive blood loss, and held the horse's back tightly with both hands.

Standing beside him on horseback was Boyan, who said worriedly, "Great Khan, your wound has not healed yet, so you'd better not get caught in the wind. Go back to the tent and have a good rest."

Yesen did not speak. After a long silence, he said in a deep voice, "We cannot stay here for too long. The Ming army will surely continue to pursue us."

"You're going to let us go?" Boyan couldn't believe it.

"Haha, as long as this Khan is alive, many people on the grassland will be uneasy." Yesen laughed at himself.

Boyan's eyes burned with anger. He clenched the knife in his hand and said bitterly, "Uluhei said that Ibak's 50,000 wolf riders will arrive soon. Khan, we still have a chance."

Yesen's eyes suddenly lit up, and the warhorse under him seemed to sense his master's thoughts. It suddenly jumped up and let out a long neigh.

"Back then, in the battle of Xifengkou, my grandfather Mahamu died, and Ben Khan was left with only thirteen men, the thirteen of us, thirteen sets of armor, thirteen sabers. Later, I conquered the world again. This time, Ben Khan still has 50,000 men, and Ben Khan will make a comeback."

"Great Khan!" Boyan bowed deeply.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a guard came running to report: "Khan, the Ming army is chasing us."

Yesen was numb and waved his hand: "Go, go!"

……

The capital city, the imperial harem.

Zhu Qizhen was drinking tea with Alena. The aroma of tea, accompanied by the unique fragrance in the hall, made people feel very comfortable.

"What kind of aromatherapy is that? It smells nice." he asked.

"Oh, this is made by me." Alena smiled charmingly, "If your majesty needs it, I will give it to you."

Zhu Qizhen smiled and nodded. Alena's dreamy eyes seemed brighter, her red lips slightly parted, and her soft voice was mixed with a bit of laziness: "Your Majesty, I am more fragrant and wonderful."

"Really?" Zhu Qizhen raised his eyes, "Last time you said that my soul was defective, do you have a way to repair it?"

He didn't believe it in his heart, this wasn't a fantasy world. But the shaman did have some strange tricks, and he was just curious.

Alena nodded affirmatively, saying that she had learned from the great shaman and was proficient in shamanism. Among shamans, people also have three souls and seven spirits, and she said that Zhu Qizhen was missing one of his spirits.

Zhu Qizhen was secretly shocked, because Hu Yi also said the same thing from a medical perspective. Alena explained that the heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and humans are naturally included in it. Humans mainly rely on the integration of essence, qi, and spirit to have a complete spirit. After hearing this, Zhu Qizhen felt that it was not pure nonsense, and modern Chinese medicine also has similar explanations.

"Your Majesty, don't underestimate your problem." Alena said seriously, "There is something wrong with your spirit, energy, and soul. If you can't coordinate them in the end, you might become a madman."

"Then what should I do?" Zhu Qizhen asked, cursing in his heart, you are the crazy one.

"Shamans have a method of practicing Qi that can help Your Majesty." Alena said shyly, "However, it requires men and women to practice together, and use women to supplement your spirit."

Zhu Qizhen was shocked. Isn't that similar to what Hu Yi said? It's just that Hu Yi's solution was from the perspective of technique and couldn't solve the fundamental problem. She was solving the fundamental problem from the perspective of Tao.

"What method?" Zhu Qizhen asked.

"How about giving it a try?" Alena blushed.

Zhu Qizhen spread his hands and said, "Just give it a try."

Then, he was dumbfounded because Alena started to take off her clothes. Zhu Qizhen was a little confused: "What is this for?"

"We need to be honest with each other." Alena sat down cross-legged.

Zhu Qizhen's eyes began to burn, and he quickly took off his clothes and sat opposite Alena. Alena raised her hands and slapped him, just like the martial arts TV series in her previous life.

"I will chant a spell and you need to let go of your worries and relax completely," Alena said.

Zhu Qizhen rolled his eyes: "How can I relax? I am not a eunuch."

"Your body is very honest." Alena glared at him and said, "Close your eyes first."

Zhu Qizhen had no choice but to close his eyes and listen to Alena chanting the spell. Her voice was pleasant and melodious, like singing. He gradually relaxed, following the voice in his mind, and felt his body getting lighter and lighter.

Damn, is this hypnosis?
Instantly, a cool feeling cleansed his soul.

It was very comfortable, so comfortable to the bone that he almost cried out. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Alena biting her lips lightly, her cheeks flushed, and she looked very happy.

His brain suddenly became congested and he was about to pounce.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside, accompanied by a voice announcing: "The Queen Mother has arrived~"

……

The Demon Queen entered the palace, and Zhu Qizhen and Alena hurriedly put on their clothes. The Demon Queen swept her cold eyes over the two of them and said coldly: "Why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

"Your Majesty, I'm here to treat His Majesty." Alena smiled secretly.

"I've told you, His Majesty is not ill, and he doesn't need you to see him." The witch queen's eyes were as sharp as knives.

Alena said calmly, "Your Majesty, even if you don't need me to treat you, you can't avoid seeing a doctor. You can ask the imperial physician to take a look. Don't you want Your Majesty to get better?"

"How dare you!" the Demon Queen shouted angrily.

Zhu Qizhen felt very uncomfortable at this moment.

How could he not feel uncomfortable? The arrow was on the string, but it was stretched tightly and could not be released. He felt like he was about to explode. He strode forward, grabbed the demon queen's hand, and said, "Let's go back to Kunning Palace. I will explain to you."

The queen was startled and tried to shake off his hand, but it was held tightly. Zhu Qizhen pulled her and ran out in a hurry, all the way back to Kunning Palace.

Shuangxi, who was following behind them, seemed to realize something and stood at the door, not allowing the eunuchs and palace maids to enter the palace. At this time, the demon queen suddenly threw the fake emperor away and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

Due to the rapid running, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her white forehead, her slightly powdered cheeks were cool and beautiful, her red lips were slightly parted, and her magnificent chest rose and fell.

"It's all your fault that I interrupted my good thing. You have to take responsibility." Zhu Qizhen put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to squat down.

The demon queen instantly understood what he meant. Her beautiful face immediately turned red and she glared angrily: "No, I'll go get Shuangxi."

"That's what I need." Zhu Qizhen also glared angrily.

The Demon Queen was trapped in a corner with no way to retreat.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Qizhen sat comfortably on the soft mat.

The Demon Queen stood up from the side, covering her mouth tightly with her hands, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and glared at Zhu Ta fiercely. She did not look as dignified and elegant as usual, nor did she have the majesty and domineering aura of the master of the harem.

Now she looks more like a weak and pitiful woman who is being bullied.

"Don't look at me like that. This is a punishment. Who told you to ruin my plans again and again?" Zhu Qizhen raised his eyebrows.

The Demon Queen swallowed her saliva in humiliation, blinked her eyes in grief and anger, and grabbed at him with her fangs and claws: "I hate you!"

How could she be Zhu Qizhen's opponent? She was held in his arms, unable to struggle. Zhu Qizhen hugged her and said, "Stop making trouble. Alena is right. I am really sick and may go crazy at any time."

The Demon Queen was startled and stopped struggling. She looked at him with her beautiful eyes, full of worry: "You...you scared me, didn't you?"

"I'm not trying to scare you. If you don't believe me, go ask her." Zhu Qizhen pointed to his head. "She said that there's something wrong with my brain. As I get older, I might become insane and become a lunatic."

The demon queen stared at him, her heart filled with turmoil.

Because before, the imperial physician also said that the hospital envoy had problems with his spirit, but did not say that he would become a madman. Has the situation become serious?

"I have to ask Envoy Tan to come and take another look." She thought to herself.

Zhu Qizhen held her beautiful face in his hands and sighed softly: "Isn't it better if I'm crazy? You don't have to think about how to deal with me. I'm crazy, you can control me however you want."

"Think whatever you want." The Demon Queen snorted, leaning in his arms with her eyes drooping.

Zhu Qizhen was also a little worried, thinking, could it be that something went wrong with one of the souls when I traveled through time?
Tick ​​tock!

A hot tear fell on the back of his hand. He saw the Demon Queen crying. He hugged her tenderly and sighed, "You don't have to be so happy that you're crying, right?"

The Demon Queen pushed him away angrily, tears in her eyes: "I am just happy, I will have to eat a few more bowls of rice later."

(End of this chapter)