Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

King Ding was worried, and Zhang Yan was heartbroken.

This child has led the little princess to evil.

In my Nuanyang Palace, there is an apple tree and an orange tree.

Yesterday, Zhou Hou brought Princess Zhaoren to play with her.

The little girl turned her head and stared at the orange tree for a long time.

Then he asked her when the orange trees would grow oranges. She would learn from her third brother and go up the tree to pick fruits...

This sentence almost frightened Zhou Hou...

……

Dongmei comes in a hurry:

"Mother, this is today's evening newspaper sent by the internal prison."

Zhang Yan took the newspaper and found that the front page was Wang Lian's article.

Zhang Yan's eyes lit up, and the tense nerves in her heart relaxed a lot.

She read it carefully and found that Wang Lian's argument was very tricky and very contagious.

The corners of Queen Zhang's mouth curved.

"Wang Lian is worthy of being someone whom Your Majesty trusts. With this article of his...

Those people can't make waves. "

Zhang Yan chuckled.

The fat-like face was full of relaxation.

"Dongmei, take the manuscript I wrote this afternoon and burn it."

Zhang Yan finished flipping through the newspaper and gave instructions to Dongmei.

"what?"

Dongmei was shocked:

"Your Majesty, this is an article that you have worked hard on for a whole day. I can't bear to leave it."

This is my wife's hard work in the middle of winter. I spent most of the day at my desk, writing and rewriting, without even having lunch, before I finally finalized it!

It's such a pity that it burned like this...

Dongmei pursed her lips and murmured:

"Your Majesty, this servant is reluctant to part with you..."

"Burn it, it's no longer needed."

Zhang Yan smiled and waved her hands.

With Wang Lian's article, public opinion was decided.

The article I wrote, whether it is published or not, will not affect the ending...

Dongmei frowned, pleading:

"Empress, that is your hard work!

You have been busy all day for our big tomorrow, and finally finalized the article.

Just burn it before you see the world...

The maid couldn't bear it.

This is not an article written by the empress. This is the article that the empress is willing to risk the disapproval of the world and take the hard work of our Ming Dynasty!

Empress!

Even if it’s not published, can we keep it? I beg you, maid! "

Dongmei squatted on the ground, holding Zhang Yan's knees with both hands, raising her little face with pleading.

Zhang Yan laughed:

“Silly girl, I am a wealthy and idle person.

I have no part in interfering in this government affairs~! "

She reached out and rubbed Dongmei's head:

“This is a royal palace and everything has rules.

This is not where we are at home. I can come wherever I want.

Silly girl, be obedient and go! "

When she left the capital, she didn't even take Dou Meiyi, who had served her for more than ten years, with her.

It's not that I don't bring it, but...

It can't be taken away!

His Majesty wanted to take away the family members of the courtiers, but Fan Jingwen had not organized enough ships in a hurry.

The number of people in the palace could only be reduced and then reduced.

……

Dongmei was the servant girl she brought with her when she returned to the palace from her hometown in Xiangfu.

This is Zhang Yan’s own family.

Dongmei had tears in her eyes, she didn't want to ruin her mother's hard work.

However, the empress had spoken and she had no choice but to do it.

I had to run back to the study.

Dongmei's eyes became moist when she looked at the small characters "Juanxiu" pressed on the paperweight.

In order to stabilize the capital, my mother-in-law did not even care about the reputation.

What a risk the empress has taken!

today...

But it will be destroyed...

The more Dongmei thinks about it, the more reluctant she is to leave.

She accidentally folded Zhang Yan's article and stuffed it into the sachet.

Then I re-wrote it according to my memory...

……

Ruyan Xiaoxie.

Zhang Yan wiped off the snow on the fixed observation telescope on the scaffolding, adjusted the angle, and put her eyes on it.

The latest product produced by the Ming Dynasty Royal Optical Factory cannot be without her.

Not only Queen Zhang, but also the courtyards of various nobles in the harem have one installed.

It's just that most noble people look at it as a surprise, but only Zhang Yan pays so much attention to it.

Within the field of vision, the streets were full of people, and horse-drawn carriages were passing by.

Stores on the street are lined up row upon row.

Signs, big and small, one after another.

Zhang Yan was already skilled. She placed her eyes on the telescope, twisted the knob with her slender green fingers, adjusted the angle slightly, and looked further away.

Tall waterwheels come into view, and hydraulic workshops stand on the riverside.

Occasionally, black smoke is blowing out from newly opened workshops.

Zhang Yan knew that those workshops used steam power developed by Wang Zhengxin.

This is the latest product created by Wang Zheng and his craftsmen after his hair turned gray.

This is another rise in Ming's technology with the emperor's full support.

Further on the river, ships with large sails and steamships spitting out black smoke went back and forth.

"This is a new era!"

Zhang Yan was reluctant to let go of the telescope.

Today's Handu looks different every day.

In just a few months since I came to the New Palace, I have experienced more wonder than in the entire previous half of my life.

"This is our new era of Ming Dynasty, and no one is allowed to destroy it!"

Zhang Yan was crazy.

……

Dongmei came in a hurry, holding a piece of rice paper filled with small words in her hand.

"Mother, is this servant ruined?"

Zhang Yan glanced at it and waved her hand casually.

"Take it and burn it."

When Dongmei saw that the Queen didn't take a closer look, she was so excited that her heart almost jumped into her throat and she fell back.

She walked quickly to the corner.

He took out a match, struck it in the corner, and lit the paper in his hand.

The flames licked the paper.

Orange flames rose.

Soon, the flames engulfed the entire paper.

Dongmei threw the rice paper on the ground.

I opened my eyes wide, not daring to leave any scrap of paper behind.

The empress is a smart person.

As long as a trace of writing is left, the empress can see the shortcomings.

The day before yesterday, the third prince asked Xiao Xizi to help him copy. She didn't even recognize the handwriting that Xiao Xizi tried his best to imitate, but the empress saw through it at a glance.

Dongmei didn't dare to neglect, there was no need to leave a trace of writing behind!

The light blue smoke gradually dissipated.

Dongmei held a small stick and crushed all the ashes into powder.

He even brought a broom and dustpan and poured the ashes into the trash can.

"Hoo~!"

Dongmei pressed the corner of her clothes.

The sachet is still there...

……

Ordos Plateau.

The war is drawing to a close.

The first to annihilate the Qing army was not the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, but Li Zicheng's Dashun army.

Hauge's death caused chaos in the Qing army's command.

Even though Obai, the commander of the Zhenghuang Banner Guards, tried his best to protect them, the Qing army on the left was still in chaos for most of the day.

It was this short half-day that allowed Li Zicheng to seize the opportunity.

The Qing army on the left was completely surrounded by Li Zicheng.

……

Duduo himself set up his base camp in the Red Salt Pond.

Let Hauge and Azig lead the left and right front troops respectively to raid the Great Wall defense line.

Because it is just south of the Ordos Plateau, close to the Great Wall defense line.

On one left and one on the right, there is a river enough for a hundred thousand troops to drink - Dusitu River and Hongliu River.

When an army sets up camp, it has always needed water.