All Chapters of Game of the Throne: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

The sky had been clear for several days, and now it was clear and peaceful, with no sign of rain. Occasionally, a bird with a snow-white belly flew across the sky, and the huge Han Palace was unusually peaceful.The sky was clear and Zhu Gaoxu stood at the door of the study, but in his hallucination he seemed to see lightning in the sky and hear thunder in the sky.He thought: On a rainy day, the thunder of the natural discharge will be delayed, and it will take a while before you can hear it...Perhaps many things are like this, the wider and more complicated the matter is, the more obvious the delay in the effect will be? And there is no regret, just like the lightning in the clouds, the thunder may be late, but it will definitely be heard!It is like steering a large ship. After turning the rudder, the ship has to turn slowly. The direction is also difficult to adjust in time. If you steer the ship only after discovering a reef, it may be too late.

On the official road outside the Qujing Military and Civilian Government, pedestrians left the road and watched. The army, lined up like a long dragon, occupied the official road. The orderly footsteps of different rhythms from far and near echoed with the hooves of horses running on the roadside. Countless wide-brimmed iron helmets shone faintly in the sun and swayed everywhere. It was a huge scene.The official road passed outside the city gate. Many soldiers from the military and civilian government on the city wall were also watching and saw that the vanguard of the troops on the road was already heading towards the city gate.The Ming army's helmets and clothes were all similar, and it was impossible to tell where they were from just by looking at the soldiers. However, the flags of this group of people had the words "Ma", "Ming", "Yuezhou Guard Commander" and so on written on them, and the officials on the city wall had already figured out that they were sol

A few days passed by, and the Han Palace finally issued an unreasonable order, asking the civil and military officials of Yunnan Prefecture, as well as the prefects, military and civilian commanders, and guard commanders from surrounding areas to go to the Han Palace the day after tomorrow to offer sacrifices to the spirit of the late emperor.The Mid-Autumn Festival had already passed by this time, and during this period, Zhu Gaoxu was not just waiting.He did a lot of things, but he didn't leave Kunming again. For example, he sent a team of 100 people disguised as a merchant gang to Dousha Pass in advance yesterday.Originally, everyone discussed and decided that the army would not take the Wuchi Road. There were several sections on that road where neither cars nor horses could be used, so the march would be very slow and prone to congestion. However, there were only three roads from Yunnan to Sichuan, so it was not a bad idea to first take down the import

The ancestral temple of the Han Palace is located in the southeast. The civil and military officials enter the Duanli Gate on the south side, and then turn right to see the main hall of the ancestral temple.Apart from the guards on duty at the gatehouse, there was nothing unusual in the palace. However, the screams of animals coming from the slaughterhouse added a bit of murderous atmosphere.The most learned person in the Chief Secretary's Office was Qian Xun, but he had already gone to Annan. The Right Chief Secretary Li Mo was originally the son of a centurion. He failed the archery and horse riding tests, so he used his connections to become a civil servant. His knowledge was even less than his martial arts. Li Mo's literary talent was probably not even as good as that of the unofficial Dianzhang Hou Hai.Mr. Li, the "Iron-Faced Man", doesn't care about etiquette.Therefore, there must be some minor errors in the etiquette of today's sacrificial r

This post road leading to Yunnan Prefecture is very old. It was inherited from the Yuan Dynasty, and perhaps existed in the earlier Nanzhao Kingdom. The compacted dirt road has ruts on the surface, as well as smooth curves that have been worn down by people and horses repeatedly.The tall maple trees on both sides of the road block out the sun, and the orange-red branches and leaves are in perfect harmony with the colorful sunlight."Dong, Dong, Dong..." The deep and rough drumbeats evenly echoed on the unfathomable road. Along with them, there was also the orderly sound of "Cha, Cha..." footsteps. People did not deliberately make noise, but with more people, the footsteps gathered and became louder.The sound of drums and footsteps shook the ground, and orange-red maple leaves in the air fell one after another, with brilliant colors and flying orange and red. The wide-brimmed iron helmets on the ground were swaying in unison with the footsteps of the people