The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1197: That night

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That night, Zhuo Yixing, Nangong Yiyu, Meng Changping and the Queen went to Tang Zhuguo's house.

That night, Fu Xiaoguan and others stayed at He Sandao's house until dawn.

All the festive lanterns and window grilles that had just been hung up in Tang Zhuguo's mansion for the New Year were taken off. He did not hang up the white cloth. After all, he was stronger than Zhong Yu.

"Your Majesty was originally going to come, but Mrs. San Dao may have given birth prematurely due to stimulation, so she may not be able to come for the time being."

Tang Zhuguo's old eyes were glistening with tears. He touched his grandson's cold and stiff face in the coffin, "Don't let Your Majesty worry about this kind of thing anymore."

"My Tang family...has been a soldier for generations. Qianjun's father died in the war with the Yu Dynasty. It is normal for Qianjun to die in the Northern Expedition."

"As a soldier, it is his fate to be shrouded in horse leather. When he chose to continue to be a soldier, I was already prepared...but, I just didn't expect that he would die so young."

"Mr. Meng, Qianjun's departure... has delayed your granddaughter Meng Yilian. Please ask Mr. Meng to make amends to Yilian on my behalf."

As soon as Tang Zhuguo finished speaking, a woman rushed in from the wind and snow. She rushed straight towards the coffin in the yard. She looked carefully at the person in the coffin and burst into tears. He got up, then his vision went dark and he fainted on the snow.

She is Meng Yilian. She originally agreed with Tang Qianjun that they would get married after returning from the Northern Expedition.

She has been waiting, looking forward to it, and has even thought about how to hold the wedding.

But now the dreams of those girls have all come to nothing, and the people in their hearts... are so far apart.

……

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Early in the morning, He Mansion.

Fu Xiaoguan and others stayed up all night, waiting anxiously in the wing.

Nangong Piaoxue led a group of Wen Pos into Zhong Yu's room and never came out. The lights in the room stayed on all night, and Zhong Yu's shrill screams could be heard from time to time.

Finally, a baby's cry sounded in the room, and Fu Xiaoguan stopped his wandering steps and looked at the door of the room.

After half a stick of incense, Nangong Piaoxue walked over with a tired but still happy face.

"Okay, mother and daughter are safe, Zhong Yu gave birth to a girl."

The hanging hearts of Fu Xiaoguan and others finally settled, "Is there any danger of premature birth?"

"It's not a big deal. Zhongyu's constitution is good, so the baby will be born early. If you take good care of her during the confinement period, there won't be any problems."

"Okay," Fu Xiaoguan turned to Zhao Hou and ordered: "Go to the palace and recruit some maids... Call the two imperial chefs over and ask them to serve Zhongyu and her children."

Zhao Hou took the order and bowed out. Fu Xiaoguan then whispered to Nangong Piaoxue: "Thank you for your hard work."

Nangong Piaoxue glanced at him, took a deep breath, and looked a little lonely: "Hey... Miss Zhongliu is also strong, this man is the backbone of the family, she, she... let's go, there is no man like you here. What happened?"

"Let's go back together."

Fu Xiaoguan and others left He Mansion.

Zhong Yu lay on the bed and opened her tired eyes. She looked at her sleeping daughter beside her, with a smile on her face.

She reached out and touched this pink little face, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity that he couldn't look at you after all, but with mother here, the sky of our He family...can't fall down. ”

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Royal study room.

Fu Xiaoguan did not listen to Nangong Piaoxue's advice to go back to the harem to rest, but came to the imperial study room.

Liu Jin lit a charcoal fire and stood solemnly at the door.

Fu Xiaoguan sat at the table and brewed a pot of tea.

He rubbed his temples and told Liu Jin: "It's time to go to court. Go and invite the three prime ministers and assistants to me."

Liu Jin bowed and stepped back. Fu Xiaoguan then took a sip of strong tea and began to think about what to do next.

The three prime ministers who had also stayed up all night came in a hurry, dressed in wind and snow. Fu Xiaoguan stood up to greet them, invited them to sit down, and poured them a cup of hot tea.

"You all already know this."

"This Northern Expedition was a great strategic victory. Ke He Sandao and Tang Qianjun died. Also sacrificed were 10,000 Marine Corps soldiers, and another 400,000 Daxia Army soldiers were also killed. More than 10,000 people.”

“Because they had to cross the snow-capped mountains, their bodies could not be brought back, so they had to be burned and their ashes buried in a foreign country.”

"On the way back, I have been thinking, can Daxia's foreign wars be stopped? After thinking about it, it is estimated that wars on land will never happen again in a short time, but at sea..."

"The national policies of the two Silk Roads cannot stop because of their sacrifices. The dead are gone, but the living must continue."

"The rise of an empire is accompanied by bloodshed. This is inevitable."

"Only when one day, Daxia's navy has gained a reputation of being invincible, and Daxia's fleet can sail freely across the five lakes, four seas, and the sea. If Daxia's merchant ships fly the flag of Daxia, no one will dare to touch them. At that time, the world... would be truly peaceful."

He glanced at the three prime ministers and said, "So there is a long way to go."

As soon as he said these words, Zhuo and his party let out a long sigh of relief.

They were originally very worried that the young His Majesty would be depressed after this battle and would stop moving forward, but it was obvious that they were overthinking it.

As Fu Xiaoguan said, on this continent, Daxia's caravans have been able to travel unhindered, and all the surrounding small countries respect Daxia's dragon flag.

Business on land has been carried out in an orderly manner under the trade rules established by Daxia, and Daxia's currency has been circulated in all countries on this land.

What's left is the sea.

The seaport of Lia Continent has been built, and the three major fleets of Daxia have also been stationed in Lia Continent.

A powerful empire is rising throughout the world, and they long to see that day instead of His Majesty just dying down.

"The next two years will be two years for Daxia to stabilize, develop and explore. During these two years, Daxia will not take the initiative to invade again, but two years later... when the sea routes are further explored, when After Daxia established nine major naval fleets in the past two years, it was the time when Daxia traveled freely around the world."

"I invite you to come. Firstly, I want to share my thoughts on the future of Daxia. Secondly... I plan to posthumously confer He Sandao as Duke Zhengbei and Tang Qianjun as Duke Wu'an. What do you think?"

The three prime ministers were suddenly shocked, Duke?

His Majesty has not conferred a title on anyone since he came to the throne. Although these two died in battle, they have become Dukes...

Zhuo and his party bowed their hands, "I thought... it was too high. I feel for their sacrifice, but I still want to advise Your Majesty that this title is too high and is not a good thing."

Nangong Yiyu and Meng Changping seconded the proposal. Nangong Yiyu said: "I think that although the contribution of the two of them is great, Your Majesty is kind and can confer the title of earl on them. The earl can be hereditary, which is already a gift from heaven. No matter how high it is... I fear there will be criticism."