After learning about Chongzhen's arrangement, Zhu Cilang was struck by lightning.
He stood there motionless.
I even forgot to breathe.
After changing my name and surname, I lived an ordinary life...
In other words...
Not only would he lose the opportunity to inherit the throne, but he would also lose the qualification to have the surname Zhu.
For a while.
Various emotions such as loss, pain, depression, sadness, irritability, and resentment flooded into my heart.
Zhang Rong kowtowed again: "Quick."
Zhu Cilang took a deep breath, slowly raised his head and looked towards the north: "It seems that in the eyes of my father, I am not a qualified crown prince."
Zhang Rong immediately explained: "In the eyes of His Majesty, Your Highness is a qualified crown prince. However, Your Highness is only suitable for maintaining the status quo, not for expanding the borders. His Majesty hopes that the successor can expand the borders, so he issued this decree."
Zhu Cilang quickly walked up to Zhang Rong and grabbed his collar: "Who said this?"
"Your Majesty?"
"Did Father say that himself?"
"It was written by His Majesty himself."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Time is tight. I wanted to tell you on the way. But I saw that Your Highness was sad, so I told you in advance."
Zhu Cilang's eyes suddenly became moist.
He finally got the recognition of his father.
This recognition may not mean much to others, but it is very important to him.
Without this recognition, he would have lived a very depressed life.
With recognition.
The mountain pressing on his heart turned into smoke and drifted away with the wind.
He was also able to take off Kong Yiji's long gown.
After figuring out the truth, Zhu Cilang felt relieved.
He held the child in his left hand and held Ning's hand with his right hand: "Let's go and live the life of ordinary people."
Zhang Rong stood up and led the way.
After turning a few corners, they left the road and entered the mountains.
Ning soon became tired and everyone had to stop to rest.
Zhu Cilang, who was free, asked Zhang Rong: "Who does the emperor plan to make the crown prince? Zhu Cijiong?"
Zhang Rong shook her head: "I don't know."
Zhu Cilang looked up at the sky: "Father has regained the military power through him, and it is obvious that he wants to pass the throne to him. In fact, this is a good thing. An emperor without military power is like losing an arm."
Zhang Rong didn't dare to say anything, but just kept looking around.
Zhu Cilang asked again: "Zhang Rong, what surname does the emperor want me to change to?"
Zhang Rong looked up at the sky: "Your Majesty didn't say."
Zhu Cilang stared into Zhang Rong's eyes: "Please help me think about it."
"I dare not."
"From now on I am an ordinary person, you don't have to worry about anything."
Zhang Rong blinked and thought for a moment: "I heard that the God's surname is Zhang. Your Highness is the son of the emperor, so you should have the surname Zhang."
Zhu Cilang smiled: "You are so good, Zhang Rong, you are taking this opportunity to smuggle some private goods, right?"
"I dare not."
"Change it. It can't be the same as your last name."
Zhang Rong thought about it again: "How about changing the surname to Wang?"
Zhu Cilang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, very good. From now on, I will change my surname to Wang."
They rested for a while and set out again after Ning recovered his strength.
In the cold wind.
The few people walked farther and farther away until they disappeared.
......
Outside the Dajin Gate of Xiaoling Mausoleum.
After watching his elite troops being repelled once again by the Xiaoling Guard soldiers, Zhu Guobi could no longer use the word "shocked" to describe his feelings at the moment.
"This... This is impossible!" Zhu Guobi stared with his eyes wide open, his mouth open: "This is absolutely impossible! I have 3,000 elite soldiers, and the Xiaoling Guards have less than 300 people. How is it possible that we can't break in?"
The confidant beside him covered the wound on his arm and said, "Please forgive me, sir. It's not that I'm incompetent, but that the Xiaoling Guards are too good! Their individual combat power is very strong, and their cooperation is very tacit. We can't defeat them by frontal attack."
"Another point is that all the Xiaoling Guard soldiers are fighting desperately. They will not retreat even if they are slightly injured. Even if they are seriously injured and forced to retreat, they will find ways to attack us with firearms."
Zhu Guobi was furious: "Why don't you fight hard?"
The confidant lowered his head and curled his lips, muttering in his heart: The monthly salary is less than two taels and it is often in arrears. It is already a great kindness not to desert the battlefield. Why is he playing with his life?
Zhu Guobi did not notice the actions of his confidants, his attention was all on the Xiaoling Guards.
After more than a dozen rounds of fierce fighting, nearly 100 of the nearly 300 Xiaoling Guard soldiers had lost nearly 100 people.
Zhu Guobi was even worse off.
Hundreds of his soldiers were killed and most of the rest were wounded.
Seeing that they could not take the city after a long siege, some people even fled secretly and became deserters.
Zhu Guobi knew that if he failed to defeat the other party, the consequences would be disastrous.
After all the soldiers who attacked in the previous round had withdrawn, Zhu Guobi gave another order: "Attack again! Whoever kills the general and seizes the flag will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!"
When the soldiers heard this number, they were encouraged and once again lined up to charge towards the Great Golden Gate.
Looking at the incoming enemy troops, Mei Chun, the commander of the Xiaoling Guard, shouted in the battle line: "Brothers, I know you are already exhausted, but we are the Xiaoling Guard, and the Xiaoling Mausoleum is behind us! As long as there is one person left alive, we cannot let the rebels set foot into the Xiaoling Mausoleum."
The Xiaoling Guard soldiers shouted with all their might: "Yes!"
"The Ming army is mighty!"
"The Ming army is mighty!"
Amidst thunderous slogans, the two armies clashed again.
Although the Xiaoling Guards were very capable in fighting, they were quickly exhausted by Zhu Guobi's wheel tactics.
In a cold weapon confrontation, once one side is exhausted, the situation will quickly turn in favor of the other side.
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