Zhao Ming and Zheng Sen stood by the surging Yangtze River, with no wooden board on the surface.

"Damu, are you sure your Zheng family's navy is here?" Zhao Ming licked his lips.

Zheng Sen looked at the empty river surface and did not dare to make a promise. "My fourth uncle is the general officer of the Jiangfang Defense. He sent me a letter and asked me to rush to Changzhou to board the boat. I don't know where the boat went."

Zheng Sen's fourth uncle Zheng Hongkui defended the Zhenjiang line. After the Qing army crossed the river from elsewhere, the Ming army scattered and he led his fleet to withdraw from the Yangtze River.

Zhao Ming was unsure. It was so difficult that I influenced Zheng Sen's trajectory, which made him unable to return to Fujian?

At this time, Zheng Sen looked at the river for a while, and there was no boat, so he could only sigh helplessly, "Maybe they can't wait for me and have left first. We are in trouble now. I wonder what the group of people in Chang Geng and Tang Nanyang are like?"

Zhao Ming looked at Jiang Meng and looked confused. He didn't know what to do. He didn't have a map or navigation, so he didn't know how to go.

"They should be fine. Almost all the Tartars are coming to chase us!" Zhao Ming responded casually, thinking in his mind that he had planned to follow Zheng Sen to Fujian, but he didn't want to implicate Zheng Sen.

This made Zhao Ming feel a little depressed. Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and remembered something, "Fujian~Tang~Nanyang, isn't that person the Tang King Zhu Youjian?"

Zheng Sen was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "King Tang?"

Zhao Ming suddenly remembered the pretty good emperor Zhu Youjian in the history of Southern Ming.

This kind-hearted brother was the King of Tang in the Ming Dynasty, and the fief of the Tang Fan happened to be Nanyang, Henan, so wasn't it Tang Nanyang?

Zhao Ming wanted to slap himself, but he didn't expect that he was so awesome that he didn't take the King of Tang seriously.

Zhu Youjian was the second monarch of the Southern Ming Dynasty. After the demise of the Hongguang Dynasty, he fled to Fujian and was supported by Zheng Zhilong, Huang Daozhou and others as emperor. He established the title of Longwu, and was the famous Emperor Longwu.

Among the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian was one of the most talented people. He was defeated by Hongguang and Yongli, and was the only emperor who had the opportunity to turn the tide. Unfortunately, his personal strength was insufficient, and Zheng Zhilong betrayed, and he was eventually captured in Tingzhou and died on a hunger strike.

"It's the King of Tang!" Zhao Ming felt regretful, as if he had missed five million. He turned his head to Zheng Sen and said, "Damu, do you have any other way. If we don't, go find them!"

Zheng Sen didn't quite understand why Zhao Ming was so happy. He was like picking up a treasure. Isn't he just a Tang King?

The old Zhu family has too many descendants, not one hundred relatives, and there are seventy or eighty princes, and there are even more princes.

Although the King of Tang was a relative vassal, his bloodline was too far away from the Shenzong line. The relationship was probably that from him, he had a common ancestor, Zhu Yuanzhang, who had already given him five squads, which was similar to Liu Bei's name after King Jing of Zhongshan, and his lineage was far away.

Although the Hongguang Dynasty is over now, he wants to find a vassal king to inherit the throne, he has to find someone to inherit the throne in the Gui and Hui vassals. If he takes a step back, he should find a vassal king like Lu vassals, who are close to blood. It is definitely not the turn of the Tang king who is not very close to him.

"This is the only way now." Zheng Sen looked at the river. Since there were no warships, he had to walk back to Fujian.

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After the Qing cavalry went to chase Zhao Ming, the Tang King and others left the woods and fled quickly.

Unlike Zhao Ming who was determined to go to Fujian, the King of Tang did not follow Zhao Ming's advice not to stay in Jiangnan, but chose to go to Zhejiang Central.

He Wencheng already knew the identity of the King of Tang and asked while walking: "Why is Your Highness going to Hangzhou?"

"The southern capital is overthrown, and there is no master in the world. When the horse leader retreats to Hangzhou, he will definitely support the new master, rebuild the court, and coordinate the fight against the Qing Dynasty!" Zhu Youjian stood on the wooden pole and said panting while walking.

He thought to himself that after the demise of the Hongguang Dynasty, for the Zhongming forces, someone urgently needed to carry the anti-Qing Yi Ban, and then everyone would deal with the common enemy under this banner.

Now the enemy is strong and we are weak. If there is no unified command and the Zhongming forces are still fighting on their own, they will be defeated by Jiannu.

Therefore, it is urgent to establish a new king in Hangzhou. If the vassal kings in Hangzhou run away~

At this time, Zhu Youjian stood on a crutch and looked east with deep eyes, "Now the autumn of life and death, the court is at the moment of employment. Wherever the court is, the Gu Wang will be there, and Gu wants to live and die with the Ming Dynasty."

He Wencheng was moved. Such a vassal king was rare. His eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Zhu Youjian. He felt that this highness was much better than Emperor Hongguang who abandoned Nanjing, abandoned the people, and escaped late at night.

For a moment, He Wencheng even wondered, what would happen if the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was this Highness?

Zhu Youjian saw He Wencheng looking at him from the corner of his eyes, and smiled on his face. Suddenly, he asked inadvertently: "Chang Geng! What is your relationship with Bo'an?"

Zhu Youjian was always reluctant to forget Zhao Ming's mighty figure, thinking in his heart, "Gou's foundation is thin. If he gets help from Zhao Bo'an, he will definitely achieve great achievements. He Wencheng and Zhao Bo'an are together, and Gu may be able to recruit Zhao Bo'an through him."

He Wencheng was a little sad. Zhao Ming and Zheng Sen led 600 Qing soldiers away, but they didn't know their life and death, which made him very worried about the safety of the two. "Brother Bo'an and Brother Damu are the students' life-saving benefactors, and the students have just met them for a while."

Zhu Youjian was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up. He still wanted to know more, "Zhao Bo'an is a powerful general, and Zheng Sen is also a rare talent. If he can be used by the country, it will be a blessing for the Ming Dynasty! I want to recruit talents for the court. Do you know what their origins are in Chang Geng?"

He Wencheng did not hesitate, "Brother Bo'an is from Beizhili, and he himself said he was a Taoist priest."

Zhu Youjian nodded, "So that's what it means, he is actually a hermit."

Yang Wencong listened to their conversation and wanted to speak but stopped. At this time, He Wencheng said again: "Brother Damu has a relatively prominent family background. His father is Zheng Zhilong, the general of Fujian."

"What?" Zhu Youjian's wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground in shock.

He Wencheng hurriedly picked up the wooden stick, "Your Highness, is this?"

It would be fine if I missed a powerful general like Zhao Boan, but Gu actually missed Zheng Zhilong's son. Is this God's will?

Zhu Youjian almost beat his chest and stamped his feet, and he felt very regretful. If he could get the support of the Zheng family, great things would be expected!

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Zhao Ming and Zheng Sen turned to Xiangnan, and they were speechless all the way. Not long after they walked, a group of Qing cavalry ran past the official road, raising a stream of yellow dust.

The two hurriedly hid. After the Qing soldiers left, they had just come out and walked less than two miles away. When they saw the Tartar cavalry coming, they got into the grass again.

At this time, Zheng Sen sat on the ground and looked at Zhao Ming curiously, "Brother Bo'an, are you tired?"

Zhao Ming stared at the cavalry on the road, and had already had a third wave, and said casually: "Don't be tired!"

Zheng Sen said in surprise: "It's almost three days and three nights. You are still injured, but you don't feel tired!"

Zhao Ming looked down at his wound, and was a little surprised, and then said, "I am really tired after you say this. It's getting dark now, and the Tartars are passing by again, so let's take a rest."

So the two of them rested on the spot. I don’t know how long it took, but Zheng Sen suddenly felt someone pushing him. He immediately opened his eyes and Zhao Ming whispered: "Listen, it seems that a large group of people are coming."

Zheng Sen held his breath and listened. A noisy sound came not far from the south, at least four or five thousand people came here~~~~~
Chapter completed!