"God... King Shiren of Japan, Muromachi Shogun, Ashikaga Yoshihiko, do you want to meet him?"

"not see!"

“What should I do about it?”

"Let them apologize."

"yes."

In the only remaining palace in Kyoto Imperial Garden.

Zhu Zhanhe asked questions while the ending of Emperor Hiroshi and Yoshiki Ashikaga.

Zhu Zhanji has also told him the answer to the question.

In view of the crimes committed by the Japanese people, they felt deeply saddened and felt that they had no face to meet the Japanese elders. So they found an opportunity in a certain palace to use the means that the Japanese people were best at to explore the crimes they committed.

Caesarean section!

After solving the biggest problem on the island of Japan.

Zhu Zhanji seemed much more relaxed.

Sitting casually on a quaint and Tang-like chair, Zhu Zhanji looked at his cousin who was kneeling and straightened his back.

"On the way here, I received a message from the capital." Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanji's face looked a little hurt.

Zhu Zhanhe was slightly surprised, not knowing what kind of news should be so that his cousin who had almost pacified Japan could still feel sad.

Could it be Grandpa Emperor?

Or uncle?

No no no no!

Zhu Zhanhe shook his head silently, put aside the thoughts in his mind, and asked in a low voice: "What happened to the capital?"

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Zhanhe: "The old monk is not long after..."

The monk whom he never dared to get close to was about to die? Zhu Zhanhe suddenly felt that this was not a possible thing.

Since childhood, in his heart, the great monk is a master who can calculate anything.

My cousin has loved to take him to run to the Jilong Mountain since he was a child.

But he would always stop at the foot of the mountain and wait for his cousin to loot a bunch of good things from the monk, and the two left happily.

My cousin likes and respects the great monk very much.

Zhu Zhanhe knew this very well.

From this, he also knew why his cousin was so disappointed today.

Zhu Zhanhe didn't know how to comfort him: "Big..."

Zhu Zhanji stretched out his hand and shook: "The world is impermanent, and all things will return to nirvana."

As he said that, Zhu Zhanji stood up.

The surrounding think tanks visited the school silently.

Zhu Zhanhe also stood up and walked to Zhu Zhanji's side.

I only heard Zhu Zhanji say: "It's just over the years that I have been avoiding many things and thinking that everything can be done according to my vision. But now I suddenly realize that some things are not something I can control."

"I'm not a god!"

Zhu Zhanji finally let out a deep breath.

Zhu Zhanhe's emotions seemed a little unstable, and his eyes flashed several times until the end: "Brother, are you going to go back to Beijing?"

Japan has now reached the most critical thing.

Even if the so-called emperor and shogun were arrested, they would soon be sentenced to a dark and dirty prison.

However, the war in Japan has not been completely calmed down.

In the south, there are many local daimyos waiting for battle.

The Emperor's capture was just an explosion point.

Let these local famous names be famous and gain fame to seize the benefits and power you can have.

And the Ming Dynasty had too many fronts in Japan and it was too long.

Just like the long line of defense that Zhu Zhanhe defended not long ago, there were only three thousand people stationed.

The father was fighting in the north of Japan and suppressing the local area.

The Marines in the South have not yet landed.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji, the head coach, was about to return to the capital.

It will be a very bad influence for the army.

Even if their coach does not directly participate in every local battle.

Zhu Zhanji suddenly looked at Zhu Zhanhe and asked, "Do you know who sent the news?"

"Of course..." Zhu Zhanhe blurted out without thinking at the beginning, but stopped halfway.

He was a little confused.

Anyone can send messages.

The people around the monk.

People from the Eastern Palace.

People in the palace.

People from the court.

All are possible.

Different people send messages to each other have different meanings.

Zhu Zhanji smiled: "So, now you are really grown up, and you are no longer a little brat who can use a chicken leg to trick a box of gold and silver..."

My cousin suddenly made a joke, which made Zhu Zhanhe feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.

He smiled bitterly silently, feeling a little funny about what happened when the two of them were still young.

But after laughing, he fell silent again.

It was not until a long time later that Zhu Zhanhe slowly spoke: "It was Grandpa the Emperor who sent someone to send the news."

Zhu Zhanji nodded: "Yes, it's the news sent by Grandpa Emperor."

"So Grandpa Emperor doesn't just want you to go back to meet the monk for the last time..." Zhu Zhanhe is not a fool. He has his own wisdom: "But, at this time, what will the Emperor Emperor do to go back?"

Zhu Zhanji did not answer his cousin's question, because he couldn't figure out what the old man was going to do when he wanted him to go back.

Zhu Zhanhe's flashing eyes showed that he was thinking quickly.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhanhe's body trembled, and he looked at his cousin as if he was a little enlightened: "Grandpa Emperor wants to fight north!"

Yes!

It must be a Northern Expedition!

Only in the Northern Expedition can the old man be able to return to Beijing when the situation in Japan has not completely stabilized.

The old man must have continued to take his cousin to the army during this northern expedition.

Whether it is southern Xinjiang, Japan, or coastal Japanese pirates.

For the old man, they are just a small group of sluts.

The remnants of the previous dynasty north of the Nine Borders are the thorns in the old man's heart.

Zhu Zhanhe felt that he guessed it right.

Only Beizheng will let the old man recall his cousin from thousands of miles away.

Zhu Zhanji shook his head again: "At this time, the old man cannot want to fight north. Jiubian has not replenished food and grass and soldiers recently. If the old man really intends to fight north, we will never be able to draw troops from the southeastern provinces to form a Marine Corps."

Every time the court conquers the north, the court will use large-scale troops.

Not only do we use troops, but we also need to mobilize countless food and supplies.

Almost every time the court puts out all its strength to clear the hidden dangers on the grassland.

Isn't it? Zhu Zhanhe shook his head aimlessly, but apart from the Northern Expedition, he really couldn't think of any reason or reason that would make the old man recall his cousin to the capital at all costs.

Zhu Zhanji smiled embarrassedly: "The old man said in the letter that it is up to me to decide whether to return to the capital or not. But do you really think that the old man will let me decide for myself? The old man has always plotted everything well. He asked me to return to the capital, so he said this, so that I have no reason or method to refuse."

"But what to do here in Japan?" Zhu Zhanhe couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

When he thought of the island, when his cousin was gone, he was left with his father, who was like a rebellious wolf, as well as Wang Jinghong and others.

Wang Jinghong, who commanded the East China Sea Fleet, has been adopting a steady strategy.

But obviously, King Zhu Gaoxu of Han has been pursuing a vigorous and devastating offensive posture.
To be continued...