The resignation of Liao Huanzhi was delivered to Da Nei a few days later. After reading it, Zhu Yicheng did not speak. He stood up and walked a few steps in the hall, and pushed open the door of the side hall.

Outside the side hall is the small garden in the palace. Now is the most beautiful golden autumn of the year. The leaves in the garden gradually turn yellow and red. After a few days, they will be brilliant at a glance.

Looking up at the sky, the capital was not the capital of later generations at this time. The sky without sandstorms and haze seemed so blue. The autumn breeze blew, making a rustling sound, as if time was condensed at this moment.

With a sigh, Zhu Yicheng thought that when he first came here, everything was like yesterday.

Time flies nearly twenty years, and the boy has entered middle age, and the ministers who have accompanied him have gradually grown older.

One generation will eventually be replaced by another, and this is the law of nature that cannot be resisted.

This is true for ordinary people, and so is the nobles who are extremely nobles. Even Zhu Yicheng cannot escape the passage of time.

"Forget it..." Zhu Yicheng sighed in his heart. Liao Huanzhi was indeed old. Although he had been in good health before, this time his minor illness made this important minister think about returning to his hometown. The king and his ministers have a beginning and an end. Originally, Zhu Yicheng planned to let Liao Huanzhi take care of his old age in the capital. Since Liao Huanzhi is now returning home, Zhu Yicheng is not easy to stop him. Whether from the country or individual, Liao Huanzhi is a minister who has made great contributions, so he can satisfy his small request.

Thinking of Liao Huanzhi, Zhu Yicheng couldn't help but think of others.

Compared with Liao Huanzhi, Dong Dashan, Wang Dong, Jiang Jin, Zhuang Yan... they are not young anymore, they are basically old people in their sixties. I am afraid that in a few years, they will slowly withdraw from the stage and be replaced by younger people.

A generation creates glory, but it will eventually pass away, and Zhu Yicheng himself cannot escape this rule.

Looking into the distance and listening to the slight sound of the wind in his ears, Zhu Yicheng was immersed in his thoughts for a moment, as if nothing had existed...

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of footsteps broke the tranquility, and then Xiao Jiangzi’s voice sounded behind him.

"Emperor, just heard that King Anbei will arrive in the capital tomorrow."

"Oh, I understand..." Zhu Yicheng nodded. His second son was coming back. This kid did a good job in the north. This time he was asked to return to Beijing because of the Russian affairs. Since he is the King of Anbei, then Anbei must be involved. His son was enthroned in the north. As my son, Zhu Yicheng always has to think about him.

Xiao Jiangzi did not retreat, hesitated for a moment and said softly: "The emperor has something to do... I heard that Princess Anbei is happy..."

Zhu Yicheng was stunned at first, then a smile appeared on his face.

This is really good news. Two months ago, the Crown Princess just got it, and now even Princess Anbei has it. There are some follow-ups to the Ming Dynasty royal family! And he himself is about to be his grandfather.

"Go! Pick some gifts and supplements to the Anbei Prince's Mansion. By the way! Pick two nannies from the palace and take good care of them."

"I will make arrangements right away." Xiao Jiangzi also had a smile on his face and nodded repeatedly.

The next day, the train of the King of Anbei Zhu Bowei arrived at Fengtai Jingshi Station. Zhu Bowei, who was traveling south, was in good spirits. Although he rushed back to the capital from Anbei for several days, and had a long way to rely on horses, after passing the Great Wall, Zhu Bowei's return journey became much more convenient. He got on the train from Zhangjiakou, slept on the train for a day, and arrived at the capital by dawn.

"Second brother!"

As soon as he got off the car, Zhu Boqi heard a familiar voice. Hearing the sound, he saw the prince Zhu Boqi, standing smiling not far away.

"Brother!" Zhu Bo was happy. He and Zhu Bo had not seen each other for more than a year. As soon as they returned to Beijing, they saw Zhu Bo himself and came to the station to pick him up. They were both happy and moved.

They quickly stepped forward and saw each other. The two were very happy. After a few greetings, Zhu Bo led Zhu Bo out of the special passage and there were already carriages waiting outside.

As King Anbei, Zhu Bowei naturally could not come back alone. He also had dozens of followers and guards with him. However, when he arrived at the capital, these people naturally settled down. The safety of the capital in the Ming Dynasty was absolutely guaranteed, so there was no need to worry about this.

After getting on the carriage, the two brothers sat down, the carriage slowly started, and headed towards the direction of the capital along the official road to the capital.

"I heard that my brother and sister are happy?" asked Mr. Zhu in the car.

Zhu Boxi nodded, with an indelible smile on his face: "I just had a happy moment before leaving the North, but now I'm calculating my pregnancy for two months."

"Congratulations!" Zhu Bo? patted Zhu Bowei on the shoulder, and Zhu Bowei asked with a smile: "By the way, brother, I heard that my sister-in-law has it too?"

"Yes! It's earlier than you, now I'm three months pregnant."

"Congratulations to brother, congratulations to brother!"

"Hahaha, you guys, have fun together."

The two brothers laughed, both happy about each other's happy events, and at the same time they were moved that they were about to be fathers.

"I've worked hard all the way, haven't you encountered any trouble?"

"No, the grassland is still peaceful now, but it's a bit inconvenient to ride a horse this way, so I stayed in Zhangjiakou for two days." Zhu Boqi said.

Zhu Bo nodded. He knew that Zhu Boqi's fiefdom was in the northern part of the desert, and it was indeed far away from the capital. This way south requires passing through the grassland, and the road on the grassland is not easy to walk.

"The Ministry of Railways is ready to build a railway on the grassland. After the railway is built, it will be much more convenient for you to travel to the capital. However, it will take time. You also know that the construction of a railway cannot be completed by just repairing it."

Zhu Boqiu nodded, but said happily: "This is a good thing. As long as you have the beginning, you won't be afraid of the long time. It will not be possible for three or four years, five or six years, or even seven or eight years. When you have the railway, not only will Anbei benefit, but the entire grassland benefit."

"It's this reason." Zhu Bo said: "Although the Mongolian land has surrendered, the grassland people are not Han people after all. It will take a long time to completely integrate into the Ming Dynasty. You should know the deep meaning of the father's title of King Anbei."

"In recent years, the Ming Dynasty has been infiltrating into Mongolia. Military is just a means, not an end. If you want to truly make Mongolia all the things you and I have a long way to go for the Ming Dynasty, and you must not be careless."

Zhu Bowei understood this truth, especially after he had a deep understanding of Zhu Yicheng's original arrangements over the past year in Anbei. The Mongolians admired the strong, and the Mongols' straightforwardness and simplicity made Zhu Bowei quite fond of it, but the Mongols' arrogance and the aggressiveness in their bones were also vigilant.

If you want to truly turn the grassland into a part of the Ming Dynasty, you will have a long way to go. Whether you are yourself or the Ming Dynasty, there is still a lot of things to do. But no matter what, the Ming Dynasty is on the right path at the moment, as long as you continue like this and persist in one generation or two or three generations, the grassland can truly integrate with the Ming Dynasty and will never be separated from each other.

This is the dream of many kings in all dynasties, but before the Ming Dynasty, no monarch could do it. When Zhu Boqin thought of the future grasslands, the future Mongolians became a real family with the Ming Dynasty, and the north was no longer a threat from the Central Plains and became a barrier to the Central Plains, Zhu Boqin was trembling with excitement.

On the carriage, Zhu Boqi told Zhu Bo about his situation in Anbei for more than a year, and talked about many of his own opinions and opinions. Zhu Boqi listened carefully and carefully, and asked about some details from time to time. The two brothers had not talked like this for a long time. After so long separation, they had a free discussion with their youth, and burst into laughter from time to time.

When he arrived in the capital it was in the afternoon of that day. According to Zhu Yicheng's intention, Zhu Bowei wanted to go back to his Anbei Palace to rest for a day and wait for the next day before entering the palace.

But Zhu Boshi refused this arrangement. As a son, he naturally had to visit his father and mother as soon as possible. So after Zhu Boshi put forward his ideas, Zhu Boshi did not refuse and asked the carriage to go directly to Danei. Then the two brothers entered the palace.

It was still a familiar place. Zhu Bowei walked on the way to the side hall, and familiar scenes could be seen everywhere along the way. In more than a year, it seemed that nothing had changed, and everything was like when he left.

When they arrived at the side hall, Xiao Jiangzi led the two of them in and walked in behind the side hall for a while. Zhu Boqiu saw Zhu Yicheng who had already stood up and stood with a smile on his face and was looking at him.

For a moment, Zhu Bowei looked a little dazed. At this moment, he was extremely excited, especially when he noticed that there were wrinkles on the familiar face at some point and that Zhu Yicheng's temples were also gray, he could no longer suppress his feelings, and tears couldn't help falling down.

"Father...Father...Son...Son...Son...Son...Son's greetings, I kowtow to you...Son's return...I'm back..."

With a plop, Zhu Boqi knelt down at Zhu Yicheng, tears slid down his cheeks, and saluted Zhu Yicheng with a choked voice.

Seeing him like this, Zhu Yicheng was also excited. He took two steps forward and touched Zhu Boqi's head with a slightly trembling hand. The feeling from his palm told him that all this was true and that his son was indeed back.

"Crazy..." Zhu Yicheng said softly, then laughed: "Get up, get up, the ground is cold..."

He kowtowed respectfully at Zhu Yicheng, and then Zhu Boqiu got up with the help of Zhu Boqiu.

After they sat down one by one, Xiao Jiangzi took people to tea and left, Zhu Yicheng then looked at his son carefully.

Compared to before leaving Beijing, Zhu Bowei was much more mature. Zhu Bowei's appearance was more like his mother. Compared with the crown prince Zhu Bowei, Zhu Bowei looked a little delicate, but now he no longer has that feeling and is replaced by perseverance.

The wind and frost in the north are also greater than those in the Central Plains. The aura of those young people that were before has disappeared completely. Now Zhu Boshi can be said to be completely adult. With the experience of these days, he has also gained some demeanor in every move.
Chapter completed!