Rebirth of Yongle Merry

Two years later.

The pasture beyond the Great Wall is green and yellow, and it is August of the year again.

Holding the newborn lamb in his arms, Shen Yunxu walked towards the tent.Several Mongolian soldiers came on horseback, dismounted not far from him, and approached each other fighting.Shen Yunxu stopped in his tracks. A Mongolian soldier passed by him and reached out to touch his face, "Han man, your face is so pretty."

"Take your hands off!"

The other party spoke Mongolian, and although Shen Yunxu's response was not fluent, there was no problem in understanding it.The Mongolian soldier who reached out to touch his face laughed more wildly, attracting the Mongolian soldiers who were walking beside him to surround him.Shen Yunxu was trapped in the middle, unable to get rid of their entanglement, his expression was anxious and angry.

"I said that you are not allowed to touch him. Do you want me to shoot an arrow to kill you?"

The tall and tall Mongolian youth in the camp opened the door curtain and came out, holding a short bow in his hand, feeling cold all over his body.The Mongolian soldiers were always afraid of him, so they left Shen Yunxu on horseback and left.Shen Yunxu smiled wryly and walked towards the young man, "Ah Chi, it's fortunate that you rescued me."

The young man gave him a cold look, turned around and went back into the tent.

Shen Yunxu squatted down and took the grass to feed the lamb in his arms.The few Mongolian soldiers just now were guarding the valley, and they would come to patrol every day, and they would often touch him, but they were driven away by Achi every time.Two years ago, Mahamu led his men to attack the Naadam Conference and failed. He was wounded by an arrow and sank to the bottom of the river. At the last moment, Mahamu had someone fish him out. Since then, he has been imprisoned in this valley in the valley. Among the pastures.

His every move can influence Zhu Quan. Mahamu probably got the information from Tuo Huan, so he chose not to kill him, and kept his life as a hostage in the future.Being able to secure the position of prime minister of Mongolia, this person naturally has his foresight.

The young man called Achi who was under house arrest together with him seemed to have a very special status. The Mongolian soldiers were very afraid of him, and in the past two years, Mahamu visited him many times in person.It's just that the other party was silent and said little. Although they talked to each other day and night, Shen Yunxu still knew nothing about his past.

A Chi played Kumzi again in the camp, the sound of the piano sounded, and the music penetrated the white clouds and the grassland.

"The desert became a lake,

The lake turned into a mulberry field,

The hills turned into ravines,

Glaciers turned into river bends,

Everything is changing,

The stories left by the ancestors are passed down from generation to generation. "

(The lyrics are quoted from the heroic epic "Manas" of the Kyrgyz people)

Shen Yunxu put the lamb back into the fence, and walked away facing the desert wind on the grassland.

The sound of Kumzi's piano kept echoing, and difficult emotions flashed through his heart.For two years, he has been detained unable to leave this boundless prairie.He couldn't worry about Zhu Quan, that young man who loved him wholeheartedly and was so foolish that his whole heart ached. If he suddenly lost his whereabouts, he would be so anxious that he would go crazy, but he couldn't even communicate with him.

Getting along with Achi, he learned a little Mongolian, and occasionally heard news from the Mongolian soldiers that Ming's troops crossed the border to fight.In the battle with the Mongols, will Zhu Di personally lead the troops?There was a wry smile on Shen Yunxu's lips, that courageous King Yan, I believe that with or without him, life will be as before.

After walking against the wind for a while, I was already far away from the camp.Three sides of the valley are surrounded by sharp cliffs. The only passage leading to the outside is always guarded by Mongolian soldiers. No matter how he walks, it is impossible for him to escape.He can't move freely, at most he can stand on a high slope and look towards the direction of the Ming Dynasty.

In front was the sentry post of the Mongolian soldiers, and Shen Yunxu planned to turn back.

When the sound of weapons clashing and fighting came, his heart skipped a beat and he hurried up the high slope.On the grassland, men and horses wearing Daming military uniforms are fighting with Mongolian soldiers. There are not many people on both sides. With the addition of Mongolian soldiers guarding the sentry posts, Daming's troops are at a disadvantage. The situation is very tragic under the shopping.

Seeing the man in the white robe and silver armor, Shen Yunxu's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

The person who was flanked by the Mongols together with his guards turned out to be Zhu Di!

The sharp saber landed on Zhu Di's shoulder, and through the leather, it still penetrated into the flesh and blood.There was a sharp pain, and the guard closest to him had already collapsed.If it weren't for him to resist with his body, the slash would not only hit his shoulder.

The Mongols made trouble on the border, and Zhu Di led the army to go out.In the first battle on the grassland, Mahamu lured the enemy to go deep, cutting off his connection with the army led by Zhang Yu.He retreated while fighting with a team of guards, and was gradually chased to the hinterland of the Mongolian tribe.The accompanying guards continued to die in battle, and the number became smaller and smaller, and he also suffered several stab wounds on his body. If this continues, he may not be able to sustain himself to join the army led by Zhang Yu.

Being at a disadvantage is not suitable for fighting, so Zhu Di saw a gap, took the lead and led five or six guards, and rushed straight into the valley in front of him.

Passing through the narrow passage, he suddenly realized that he had been fooled!

The valley surrounded by mountains on three sides has no exit at all, and the Mongols left a gap to lure him into it, just to catch the turtle in the urn.

He gritted his teeth immediately and said decisively: "Turn back immediately!"

But it was too late to look back. The Mongols blocked the exit, and the result of forcing their way in would only be annihilation of the entire army.Lan Yong, the guard beside him, raised his whip, "My lord, look over there!"

In the twilight, Shen Yunxu, dressed in plain blue clothes, ran towards them panting from the high slope.

"Yun Xu?!"

For a while, Zhu Di thought it was an illusion before the arrival of the god of death. Shen Yunxu had disappeared two years ago. Zhu Quan sent people to search the lower reaches of the Xilamulun River but could not find his whereabouts. He even said that he was dead.Except for Zhu Quan, everyone including him accepted the news of Shen Yunxu's death. It was unbelievable that he suddenly appeared in the grassland.

"My lord!"

Shen Yunxu said eagerly: "I'll take you to hide first."

Lan Yong's eyes swept across the valley, and at a glance, he was unobstructed, unable to hide all of them at all.He jumped off the horse, helped Zhu Di who was injured, took off his armor two or three times, and entrusted him to Shen Yunxu, "Mr. Shen, let's lead the Mongolian soldiers away. You take the prince to hide. Please ensure his safety and wait for General Zhang to lead his troops to rescue him!"

After speaking, he put on Zhu Di's armor, and together with the rest of the guards, he rode his horse back and forth across the road.

The sky had gradually dimmed, and the Mongolian soldiers could not identify the number of people who had entered the valley. As long as Shen Yunxu took Zhu Di to hide, they would not find that one person was missing.Zhu Di's white robe was stained with blood, Shen Yunxu supported him and walked quickly for a while, found a pile of haystacks and stuffed him in, covered it with hay, and stood in front of him.

The passage leading to the outside of the valley resounded with the sound of fierce fighting. Shen Yunxu looked at Lan Yong and the remaining guards, who were armed with swords and arrows from Mongolian soldiers, rolled off their horses and fell one after another. past.

"Han man, what are you doing here?"

The Mongolian soldier who touched his face and molested him drove his horse closer, Shen Yunxu tried his best to hide his tears, and casually told a lie in blunt Mongolian.

"My lamb is gone."

The Mongolian soldier laughed loudly, "Don't let the uncle catch it, or it will be roasted and served with wine."

The Mongolian soldiers cut off the heads of Lan Yong and the rest of the guards who died in battle. Shen Yunxu watched them walk away, the clothes on their backs were soaked in cold sweat.If they hadn't been in a hurry to take credit and leave, and the sky was dark, Zhu Di couldn't have escaped this disaster so easily.Lan Yong and others sacrificed their lives to preserve this hope of surviving for Zhu Di.

"They have already left, my lord, come out."

He confirmed that the Mongolian soldiers would not turn back, turned over the hay and helped Zhu Di out.Zhu Di left the grass and kept his gaze fixed on the entrance of the valley, with a solemn expression and a long silence.The wind on the prairie blew, carrying the smell of blood. From such a close distance, looking at the fresh and brave life, it turned into a corpse in the hands of the Mongolian soldiers in a blink of an eye.Shen Yunxu choked with tears, "My lord, the blue guards and the others have all died in battle."

Zhu Di's purple eyes were as deep as bottomless, revealing heavy indignation.

He wiped away Shen Yunxu's tears with his sleeve, "Yunxu, be strong and don't cry. After every battle, people will die. This is the price for peace and tranquility."

Shen Yunxu reached out to support him, "My lord, I'll take you to find a place to bandage the wound."

The Mongolian soldiers did not find Zhu Di, but it is impossible for him to leave the valley right now, and the next step down can only be seen step by step.

The two walked back in a hurry, and it was completely dark.

The light of the butter lamp shines through the tent, and Achi can be vaguely seen through the curtain.

"Who did you bring back?"

A voice without warmth sounded, and Shen Yunxu's footsteps stopped suddenly.Even under house arrest by Mahamu, Achi is still a Mongolian after all. Will he save Zhu Di, the prince from Ming Dynasty who has a deep blood hatred with his people?

"Achi, I need your help."

The door curtain was lifted, and the tall figure covered the light from the butter lamp.Shen Yunxu stood in front of Zhu Di, raised his head, his eyes were as black as jade.Achi frowned. In his eyes, Shen Yunxu looked like he was trying to protect the lambs he raised from being snatched by the Mongolian soldiers.

Zhu Di stretched out his hand from behind and squeezed Shen Yunxu's hand tightly. He never thought that one day he would be desperate and be protected by a weak young man.Shen Yunxu's palms were slightly sweaty, he was actually quite unconfident and nervous, Zhu Di smiled lightly, the responsibilities on his body or the purpose of sending troops this time became no longer important, only what was left in his heart was never moved.

Shen Yunxu felt the warmth of Zhu Di's palm, at first he only held it gently, but later he strengthened it, it felt like he would never let go of his hand no matter what happened next.Twice, he almost became his own, but Zhu Di let go, and reunited after two years of separation, even he couldn't tell what was different about Zhu Di.He thought that with or without him, the prince's life would be the same as before, but in reality it wasn't?

He turned his head slightly, Zhu Di's purple eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars in the night.

Even though he was in a difficult situation, this King Yan of Ming Dynasty was still calm and composed.

"A Chi."

Shen Yunxu looked at the young man standing in front of the tent again, "The wound on his body has been bleeding, and he will die if he is not bandaged and treated."

Ah Chi coldly refused, "I will not save a Han."

"I am also a Han Chinese, but when Mahamu sent people to send me here, the arrow wound on my body broke out, and you changed my medicine every day and healed me."

Shen Yunxu looked at him persistently, "Achi, I can't let him die, please help me!"

"His identity is not an ordinary Han Chinese."

A Chi swept Zhu Di up and down, his voice even more indifferent.Although Lan Yong took away Zhu Di's armor, he still wore a lion helmet and a white robe and riding boots, which were not worn by ordinary soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. What could not be concealed most was the innate demeanor of a king that belonged to him.

Shen Yunxu clenched her lower lip, "He is my lover. I was imprisoned by Mahamu for two years. He came to rescue me back."

"He actually broke through the guard post outside?"

A Chi's eyes fell on Zhu Di's hand holding Shen Yunxu, and finally said: "You bring him in."