Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 125: Zhu Qizhen's death, a good grandson, only brings prosperity to three generations
He didn't like his great-grandson Zhu Qizhen.

But, no matter what, he is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty and a descendant of the Zhu family.

As a defending general, he stood idly by when the emperor was in danger. This alone is enough to kill Yang Hong's entire family.

Not to mention, Yang Hong’s son Yang Jun was also guilty of abandoning the city.

Zhu Di also sighed slightly at this time:

"Yang Hong's father followed me in the battles of the south and north, and he was brave and good at fighting."

"He saved the emperor many times during the Jingchao Rebellion, and he was not afraid of death."

"In his early years, Yang Hong inherited his father's character. I never thought that his father would be able to save me without fear of death."

"But he did not dare to ask Zhu Qizhen for help."

Yang Hong inherited his father's position as a centurion, and was stationed in Kaiping, a remote area on the grassland, and stayed in the depths of the grassland for a long time.

He even captured a small leader of the Tatar tribe alive.

He dares to fight and strive hard, and has been promoted step by step. He has achieved his current position as a general by relying on his own achievements.

It is obvious that Yang Hong, who has become the general, has completely lost his original fighting spirit.

His son did not learn Yang Hong's abilities and fled the city, fearing death.

Zhu Di naturally had some impression of Yang Hong's identity.

His father Yang Jing was the eighteenth-generation grandson of Yang Ye, a general of the Yang family in the Northern Song Dynasty.

He died in battle to save the emperor during the Jingnan Rebellion.

"Dad, do you need me to spare his life?" Zhu Gaoxu asked.

Zhu Di waved his hand.

"kill."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui looked at each other.

Coming in front of Zhu Zhanji, looking at the frightened Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu said with a smile: "Nephew, let's go."

"Go save your son."

Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi and Yao Guangxiao stayed in the Shangshufang.

In this situation, the appearance of Zhu Zhanji was enough, after all, he was Emperor Xuanzong.

If the news that the dead Emperor Xuanzong had been resurrected spread, the whole government and the country would be shocked.

Military morale can also be greatly improved.

The difficulty of defeating Yesen can be reduced a lot.

……

The next morning, I went to court.

Two dragon chairs were placed at the top of the Jinluan Hall. Zhu Gaoxu sat in the direction of the generals, while Zhu Gaosui sat in the direction of the civil officials.
Then, Zhu Gaoxu said to Yu Qian: "Yu Qian, how long will it take for the troops from Shandong, Henan and other places to arrive?"

Beijing is short of military forces, and if it wants to fight back, it must mobilize troops from other places.

Because most of the rest of the staff of the Ministry of War were killed in Tumu Fort, Yu Qian, who was the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, was promoted to the Minister of War.

Originally, Zhu Gaoxu wanted to demote Yu Qian to the front line, but unfortunately, there was no one in the Ministry of War, so he had to give up.

At the same time, high-ranking officials of the Five Military Governors' Office were also killed in Tumu Fort, so the power to mobilize troops was temporarily transferred to the Ministry of War.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Most of the generals have been killed, and it is impossible to promote soldiers of unknown ability at will. Time is running out.

Yu Qian stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Reporting to the Northern Emperor, the troops from Shandong, Henan and other places will be able to reach Beijing in less than three days."

Hearing the news, Zhu Gaoxu nodded.

"Well, very good. When the troops arrive, I, as the Northern Emperor, will personally lead the troops to rescue the former emperor."

"Although the legitimate emperor has committed a heinous crime, he is still a member of the Zhu family. Even if he dies, we cannot allow the Tartars to insult the emperor's reputation and the Zhu family's reputation."

When they heard that Zhu Gaoxu was going to lead the army in person, all the ministers looked worried.

Hearing this, Yu Qian didn't even think about it.

"I have something to say!"

"Go ahead." Zhu Gaoxu nodded.

"I think you shouldn't lead the army in person! In the Battle of Tumubao, the three thousand battalions and the Shenji Battalion were completely wiped out!"

"Our army is simply unable to fight against the grassland people who are good at riding and shooting. If we take the initiative to attack, if we are defeated again, the Ming Dynasty will be completely in danger!"

It’s not that they don’t trust Zhu Gaoxu.

It was the military strength that could not support Zhu Gaoxu's personal expedition.

To fight against the Tartars on the grassland, one needs cavalry as well as a large number of muskets.

Originally, the Ming Dynasty had these horses and muskets, but all of them were lost in Tumu Fort.

The city of Beijing could not provide such a large number of horses and muskets in a short period of time.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Gaosui also stood up and asked, "Yu Qian, are you questioning my second brother's ability?"

Facing the two emperors, Yu Qian did not give in even a single step.

"I have never doubted the ability of the Northern Emperor."

"But everything requires consideration of the environment. The Northern Emperor has fought many battles in the south and the north, and has made countless military achievements, and the battles he has won are countless."

"But that was when there was sufficient food and fodder for the troops, elite soldiers, and sufficient horses."

"The cavalry camp in the capital has only a thousand men, less than a thousand muskets, and only a dozen cannons. How can they fight against the elite grassland cavalry?!"

"Northern Emperor, Southern Emperor, you two should be aware of what this means!"

"What's more, the army's morale is low after just experiencing the Battle of Tumubao."

"It's hard to defend the city, so taking the initiative to attack is tantamount to seeking death."

If Zhu Gaoxu was captured, then the Ming Dynasty would be truly dark.

Two emperors were captured in succession.

No matter how much he advocated war, he could not change the situation.

The future of the Ming Dynasty is the future of the Song Dynasty.

"Yu Qian, it's not the quantity of soldiers that matters, but their quality."

"What? After being defeated once, you don't even have the courage to pick up the knife and fight back again?"

Zhu Gaoxu spoke slowly and calmly.

Although he was old, from his voice, Zhu Gaoxu's body seemed to be that of a young man with great ambitions.

On the contrary, all the ministers were young, but each of them had a lifeless look on their face, filled with fear and panic about the future.

There is no vitality at all.

In order to encourage the ministers, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui looked at each other.

"I have made up my mind about this matter. From now on, those whose names are mentioned will follow me to personally fight against the Wala."

"Appoint Di Ping as deputy general, Yu Qian as accompanying civil servant, Zhang Shanyun, Hu Dehai, Di Shan, Hong Zhao..."

Almost all of them were Zhu Gaoxu's confidants, each performing their own duties, so there were no major problems with the allocation.

However, at this time Yu Qian noticed that the most critical vanguard officer had not been appointed.

All the confidants around Zhu Gaoxu had already been appointed, and as an emperor, it was impossible for Zhu Gaoxu to lead the charge.

It's impossible to be a pioneer...

Until Zhu Gaoxu finished speaking, the position of the vanguard officer had not been decided.

This made Yu Qian, Wang Zhi and others a little confused: "Northern Emperor, you haven't decided on the position of the vanguard officer yet."

Di Ping and other generals close to Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui also looked at Zhu Gaoxu in confusion.

The vanguard officer is the position that is easiest to gain military merit, but it is also the most dangerous position.

Lan Yu, the Duke of Liang, was once a vanguard officer under Xu Da.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui looked at each other.

Naturally, the position of vanguard officer was given to the eldest nephew Zhu Zhanji.

The old man said so.

Zhu Zhanji let them do whatever they wanted.

"Appoint Emperor Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji as the vanguard officer and the teacher of our dynasty, march forward bravely and open up a path to a strong and prosperous era."

"Nephew, are you willing?"

At this time, Yu Qian, Wang Zhi, Di Ping, Xu Youzhen and others were all confused.

Who?
Emperor Xuanzong?

Did Zhu Gaoxu take the wrong medicine? Didn't Zhu Zhanji die long ago?

Just when Yu Qian was about to step forward and ask what was going on.

Emperor Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji slowly walked out from the dragon throne behind him.

"Second Uncle, why do you have to humiliate me like this?"

Zhu Gaoxu chuckled.

"Nephew, I am giving you a chance. The old man ordered you to kill your son yourself."

"If you don't serve as a vanguard officer, and that boy dies in the chaos, do you think the old man will listen to your explanation?"

Now Zhu Zhanji wants to restore his image in Zhu Di's heart.

You must complete everything he asks you to do.

Otherwise, his image in Zhu Di's mind will only get worse and worse.

Zhu Zhanji was silent.

At this time, all the civil and military officials in the court were at a loss.

They all opened their eyes wide, held their breath, and stared at Zhu Zhanji.

My mind is also spinning rapidly.

Because fourteen years have passed since Zhu Zhanji passed away.

Some of these officials were newly promoted and did not know Zhu Zhanji.

However, Yu Qian, Wang Zhi and other officials during the Yongle, Hongxi and Xuande dynasties could not be unaware of the appearance of Emperor Xuanzong.

Yu Qian's voice trembled a little: "It's really Emperor Xuanzong!"

The throne room was in an uproar.

"Emperor Xuanzong has resurrected! God bless our Ming Dynasty!!!"

"Resurrected from the dead, Emperor Xuanzong is truly the Son of Heaven."

All the civil and military officials in the court immediately knelt down before Zhu Zhanji.

But Zhu Zhanji said with mixed feelings: "I will be the vanguard officer in this expedition to the Wala tribe."

The originally noisy Golden Palace suddenly became as silent as dead water.

Did you hear that correctly? Zhu Zhanji wants to be the vanguard officer?
Could it be that... Zhu Zhanji really recognized the throne of Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui?
Things went very quickly as Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui had planned.

The army began to gather and started to search for the whereabouts of Yesen and Zhu Qizhen.

……

The military camp of the Wala tribe.

A carrier pigeon was held in the hands of a Wala soldier and hurriedly walked towards the military camp.

At this time, Yesen was planning how to maximize his profits.

How to lure Zhu Gaoxu out of the city.

At this time, the Wala soldier holding the carrier pigeon rushed into the army and half-knelt and said, "Chief, the spy from Beijing City has sent a message."

Upon hearing this, Yesen was slightly stunned, and then took the carrier pigeon handed to him.

There was a very thin piece of paper tied around his ankle.

After opening it, Yesen slowly opened the information from Beijing.

The other generals stared at Yesen with sharp eyes.

Now is the critical moment, and every move of Beijing will affect the subsequent occupation.

The paper slowly unfolded.

The font above begins to appear.

Emperor Xuanzong is resurrected!
Yesen had studied Chinese culture, so naturally he knew how to read.

At first, he didn't react.

What does this note mean? What does this note mean?
At this time, the leaders of other tribes gathered around and wanted to see what was written inside.

When looking at these short seven words.

Everyone is confused.

"Master, what does this mean?"

"Emperor Xuanzong? Zhu Zhanji? Didn't he die a long time ago?"

“Is there any other meaning?”

Yesen's originally confused expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

Could it be...literally?

No way, coming back to life from the dead, is there really such a magic in this world?
If the Ming Dynasty could bring people back to life, it would not have suffered a great defeat at Tumu Fortress.

Yesen shouted quickly, "Investigate! We must investigate thoroughly! What exactly is going on here?"

He quickly sent scouts and secret agents to the vicinity of Beijing to gather information.

If Emperor Xuanzong really was resurrected, that would be troublesome.

Of course, it may not be a bad thing for him.

Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Gaoxu were fighting, and Zhu Qizhen was in his hands, so it was not a bad thing for him to just sit back and reap the benefits.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't possibly kill his own son. Yesen came to Zhu Qizhen's military camp.

He said bluntly: "I just got a message from Beijing."

"It's good for you."

Zhu Qizhen just said calmly.

"My mother was burned to death. What else can be good for me?"

"I just got the news that Emperor Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, your father, has been resurrected."

In an instant, the entire tent fell into silence.

Zhu Qizhen's eyes, which were originally like stagnant water, suddenly stirred up raging waves, and the extinguished dry wood was reignited.

It's hope!
Zhu Qizhen suddenly grabbed Yesen excitedly, even a little too excited, and asked frantically.

"What did you just say?! My father is resurrected!?!"

"Hahaha, I'm saved!"

Zhu Zhanji's resurrection means that he is still the crown prince and does not need to become a prisoner.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qizhen jumped up and down with excitement.

I wish I could see my father right now.

In the following period, Zhu Qizhen became extremely active, looking forward to Zhu Zhanji leading his army to take him home every day.

Looking forward to it!

At the same time, it was also learned that the imperial court was actively preparing for war, ready to fight a decisive battle with Yesen.

This means that the day for him to return home is just around the corner.

Two months passed in a flash.

It took Zhu Gaoxu two months to plan the expedition in person.

Soon, Zhu Gaoxu led Zhu Zhanji to attack the Oirat tribe.

Because of the resurrection of Emperor Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, the mood in the court and Beijing was more excited and no longer depressed.

After all, resurrection from the dead means that the Ming Dynasty cannot perish! It is destined by heaven.

Zhu Gaoxu had already figured out Yesen's marching routes and the places where he often roamed.

After an intensive search.

I don’t know if it’s God’s will or a coincidence.

Zhu Gaoxu led an army of 50,000 and met Yesen near Tumu Fortress.

And a fierce fight broke out.

Even with the support of Emperors Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Zhanji, the Ming Dynasty was still at a disadvantage.

There was no way. In the Battle of Tumu, too many elite troops, horses and weapons were lost.

This resulted in a serious decline in combat effectiveness.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yesen's temporary troops to suppress himself.

"Your Majesty, the current situation is very bad. Should we withdraw the front troops first?"

Yu Qian looked at the anxious battlefield in the distance and said to Zhu Gaoxu.

"Emperor Xuanzong is still in the front army."

"If he dies, it will probably be a huge blow to our army's morale."

Zhu Gaoxu, however, was very calm. What kind of dangerous situation had he not encountered during the Jingnan Campaign?

He was only slightly at a disadvantage, so he didn't lose his composure.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. It's not time for my nephew to show up yet."

"Pass on my oral decree. Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy! The whole family will be exterminated!"

"If you kill one enemy, you will be promoted one rank. If you kill three enemies, you will be promoted three ranks in a row."

"If you kill more than ten enemies, you will be promoted ten levels!"

"If they die in battle, these achievements will be inherited by their sons!"

"I can share the world with my brothers, how can I not fulfill these gifts?!"

After this order was issued, the Ming army soldiers gradually began to kill with bloodshot eyes.

Win three levels in a row! Win ten levels in a row!
Being granted a title of nobility or appointed as a general may no longer be a dream.

Anyway, you won’t lose if you kill one, and you will make a lot of money if you kill three!
If they died in battle, these official titles would be inherited by their descendants.

The Ming Dynasty implemented a household registration system, and most of those who could go to the battlefield were military households.

Moreover, they served as baggage soldiers most of the time, and their treatment was not very good.

This opportunity to be granted a title of nobility and become a general is something that only comes once in a century!
How can I not cherish it?

This is also the effect that Zhu Gaoxu's credibility can bring.

No one believed that Zhu Gaoxu would go back on his word.

Zhu Gaoxu was able to keep his promise and share the world with his brothers, so how could they deny their achievements?

This is different from the Ming army's strong desire to fight.

The momentum of the Wala army was gradually overwhelmed and they were at a disadvantage.

Yesen frowned when he saw the reversal of the situation.

"Zhu Gaoxu!!!"

"Pass my military order, retreat!"

Without hesitation, he ordered a withdrawal.

If the stalemate continues like this, we will lose sooner or later.

The advantages of grassland cavalry must be fully utilized.

"Chief, do you still want to bring Zhu Qizhen with you?"

Because Zhu Qizhen was an extremely important strategic figure, it was naturally impossible for him to bring Zhu Qizhen with him when the two armies fought.

Therefore, he was placed in the military camp.

Just at this moment, news suddenly came.

"It's bad, Chief! Our camp was attacked!"

Yesen suddenly panicked.

"Return to the camp to rescue!"

Damn, where did Zhu Gaoxu get his troops?

I was able to find my own military camp.

Zhu Qizhen must not be captured.

If he was caught, his dream of becoming king or emperor would be completely shattered.

Little did they know that at this time Zhu Zhanji had already taken 800 cavalrymen and secretly hid on the back of a hillside outside the military camp where Zhu Qizhen was imprisoned.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji was wearing armor, holding a spear, and standing on horseback.

"Zhu Qizhen...my son."

Zhu Zhanji had complicated feelings towards his son.

At this moment, Yesen's army quickly appeared not far away.

Zhu Zhanji held a spear in his hand, raised his arm and shouted, "Kill!"

He led the charge, rushing in the front and looking at the cavalry that suddenly appeared.

There was also some panic.

"Oh no! We've fallen into a trap! Get on guard!"

The morale of the army was already slightly low due to the retreat.

In addition, although Yesen had won many battles in recent days, he did not share the spoils with other tribes.

This caused them great resentment.

Yesen had ambitions, but he was also an extremely selfish person.

So, some tribal leaders, seeing that the situation was unfavorable, simply ran away with their people.

When a tribal leader fled, it naturally led to the flight of the rest of the people who were already dissatisfied with Yesen.

Yesen looked at Zhu Qizhen who was so close to him and felt angry.

"God doesn't grant my wish! I will come back again!"

After saying this, Yesen no longer obsessed with Zhu Qizhen, otherwise what if Zhu Gaoxu came after him.

It will inevitably be attacked from both sides, and the loss will outweigh the gain.

Zhu Zhanji relied on 800 men to drive Yesen away.

Next…

It’s about dealing with Zhu Qizhen’s affairs.

At this time, Zhu Qizhen was still excited as he looked at Yesen who had been driven away.

Finally going home!

Zhu Qizhen immediately hugged the officials around him and shouted excitedly.

"Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live father!"

He saw the familiar figure in the army at a glance.

So he crawled to Zhu Zhanji.

With snot and tears in her eyes, she hugged Zhu Zhanji and said, "Father, you are not dead!!"

Zhu Zhanji looked at the young man who suddenly hugged him and was slightly stunned.

Because Zhu Qizhen was now wearing Mongolian clothing, Zhu Zhanji almost had a physiological reaction and stabbed Zhu Qizhen to death with a knife.

"You are... Zhu Qizhen?"

Zhu Qizhen nodded vigorously.

"It's me! Father, don't you recognize me?"

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Qizhen with complicated eyes.

These days, he has also sorted out everything in this world.

Now, his status in Zhu Di's heart has dropped sharply, not because he will withdraw the border in the future, and not because he let the eunuchs study.

In fact, it was because of the Battle of Tumu and Zhu Qizhen.

"Ugh……"

Just then, Zhu Gaoxu arrived here with his pursuers.

Looking at the young man in front of Zhu Zhanji, he knew that this boy should be Zhu Qizhen.

So he rode his horse to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Nephew, don't forget what you promised me."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhu Qizhen guessed that this man should be Zhu Gaoxu, the enemy who murdered his mother.

But he was smart and did not show his murderous intention. Instead, he said respectfully: "My nephew Zhu Qizhen greets my uncle."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at this scene with cold eyes.

It seems that this kid has learned a lot in the military camp of the Wala tribe.

He is obviously very smart, but he acts very stupidly.

Zhu Zhanji sighed and said helplessly: "Second Uncle, you don't have to urge me, I know what I should do."

Zhu Qizhen didn't know what was happening at this time.

Zhu Zhanji was seen holding a spear, pushing Zhu Qizhen away, and turning around to walk away.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji was about to leave, Zhu Qizhen hurriedly prepared to catch up...

Suddenly! Zhu Zhanji turned back with the spear in his hand, threw it, and the spear turned into a javelin, piercing Zhu Qizhen's chest directly.

It was set on a grassland not far away.

Zhu Qizhen's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in disbelief.

Holding the gun with both hands, blood kept flowing, Zhu Qizhen's tears welled up and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

"Father...why do you want to..."

Zhu Qizhen suddenly felt a little sleepy, and everything he had experienced since childhood began to emerge before his eyes.

So... this is what death feels like.

Wasn't I going home? Wasn't my father still alive? Why did he want to kill me...

Gradually, Zhu Qizhen's pupils lost their color.

With his hands hanging naturally, Zhu Qizhen was killed on the spot by Zhu Zhanji.

This scene shocked Yu Qian and others who had just arrived.

Zhu Gaoxu looked at this scene with satisfaction.

The news that Emperor Xuanzong killed Emperor Zhengtong in the midst of the chaos quickly spread throughout the Ming Dynasty.

At Zhu Di's instruction, Zhu Zhanji announced his abdication in the Golden Palace.

Clear Zhu Gaoxu of the accusation of treason.

The dream ends here.

……

In the tavern.

Zhu Di stood up slowly. After just a short dream, he felt a little tired.

After all, I'm still a little old.

When Zhu Zhanji woke up, the first thing he did was to kneel before Zhu Di.

(End of this chapter)