Nanming Engineer

Chapter 487
Li Dingguo bowed and whispered: "Sir, why is this necessary? If you want to fight for the world, who can stop you?"

Wang Huan gently put the bright yellow satin of the imperial decree on the table, and shook his head slightly: "The Ming Dynasty has been around for hundreds of years, and its heritage still exists. Don't look at the fact that there are so many traitors now, if you really want to seize it to fill the world, I'm afraid blood will flow like a river." Only then can we achieve hegemony, and the Tatars are an example.”

Li Dingguo shook his head and objected: "Foreigners invaded, shaved their hair and left their braids, and the heavens are angry and the people complain. The adults are different. It is only natural to change dynasties. Except for a very few foolish and loyal people, people in this world are just changing masters. They still pay food and taxes. What's the difference? Besides, Your Excellency regards benevolence as the guiding principle in governing, and regards people's livelihood as the greatest righteousness. Compared with the dying Ming Dynasty, Your Excellency is like the rising sun, with infinite light. Even if you want to kill someone, it is still a sacrifice for laying the foundation of the new dynasty!"

Wang Huan looked at Li Dingguo, whose face was full of excitement and could hardly contain himself, and sighed in his heart. Whether he wanted to make contributions to the dragon or sincerely considered the welfare of the people, Li Dingguo's feelings towards Dai Ming's self-reliance were no less than his own. However, Li Dingguo's The idea is much simpler, just to seize the position violently.

But Wang Huan's considerations are more far-reaching. It is not impossible to establish prestige by killing people, but it is far from easy to build a country and a dynasty. Far away, no matter the economy, people's livelihood, or military personnel, they cannot do without the shell of the Ming Dynasty.

Many people loyal to the Ming Dynasty are talents. For example, among the white-armed soldiers, there are many people who are loyal to the Ming court under the influence of Qin Liangyu, and Du Yinxi and Zheng Chenggong are all national heroes of later generations. Replacement, how to deal with them?Killed something?

Of course it can be done, but that is not what Wang Huan wants. What he hopes more is to use some means to achieve his goal. In other words, Han blood should not be shed so much.

He put his hands on Li Dingguo's shoulders, looked into his eager eyes, and said with emotion: "I know your thoughts. I have my own plans for this matter. Don't be impatient. For those of us who do big things, urgency is a taboo, and urgency can change immediately. It will mess up our steps."

Wang Huan's eyes were firm and unshakable like a rock: "Don't worry, I won't let you down!"

Li Dingguo was stared at by him, his heart was awe-inspiring, he hurriedly knelt down on one knee, paused and said: "The last general is so abrupt! My lord, forgive me!"

Wang Huan helped him up, and said with a smile: "Okay, the imperial decree has been accepted, the Tartars stay in Beizhili, let them fight among themselves, come on! Go back to Xi'an with me, the wedding day is coming soon arrive."

"Wedding?" Li Dingguo was startled for a moment, then realized: "Sir, are you talking about marrying a princess?"

"Otherwise, who else is there?" Wang Huan said with a smile, "It's time to do this."

On November [-]th in the third year of Yongli in the Ming Dynasty, in the bitter cold wind, Prince Huan of Liang Kingdom married his clan and Princess Changping in Xi'an. The continuous flow of people in the palace of the Great Ming Qin Dynasty almost broke the threshold. From the top to the emperor Yongli down to those who are qualified to give gifts, the gifts are piled up in several warehouses. Although the wedding itself is very low-key, there is no welcoming team People and horses, there is no ostentatious horse-riding wedding sedan chair in the market, but a red cloak, and a banquet is held, but they cannot withstand the congratulations of others. Needless to say, people from Sichuan, Shaanxi, and Shanxi provinces, as long as they can escape, they are all present In fact, he couldn't come due to being entangled in mundane affairs, and he also gave generous gifts, which can be seen from the great reputation of Duke Liang.

It's ironic that all the bureaucrats who denounced Wang Huan in the court gave gifts, even He Tengjiao and Li Chengdong, the two who yelled the most, gave extremely expensive things and the longest list of gifts.

Wang Huan toasted table by table at the banquet. He was well-mannered and greeted everyone with a smile, which gave a very good impression.The most special thing is his ability to never forget everyone. He knows exactly who is coming and who is representing him. He can also ask about the other person's recent situation intimately, giving people a feeling that Wang Huan understands others. Everything, the feeling of being in control.

The day is spent in a busy day, and as night falls, the halls are still decorated with lights and festoons, and the city is full of festivities. People in the streets spontaneously hang red lights and tie ribbons, and invite troupes to sing big plays. Although people can't enter the venue, they also want to The big wedding of the Duke of the country was exciting. After all, after suffering for so long, the Duke of Liang came to live a stable life. The nobleman is happy, and if he is happy, his life will be better in the future.

After three glasses of wine, Wang Huan bid farewell to the guests, greeted by Meng Zhiyu and others from the Kuizhou family, and entered the bridal chamber by himself.

The human voice was separated from the courtyard, and after the accompanied woman closed the door, she couldn't hear anything.The lights are flickering, the candles are bright, and the big red new house is full of joy. On the round table covered with red tablecloths, there are fine porcelain wine glasses and white fat jugs warming the wine. Xiapei's bride is wearing a red hijab, and the earth dragon is lighting a charcoal fire. The warm air pushes the air in the house into a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

Picking up Yu Ruyi, Wang Huan made some preparations, and then slowly lifted Princess Changping's red hijab, revealing a beautiful face that was carefully carved and radiant.

Chang Ping is not very old, only one or two years older than Wang Huan. Although he has experienced hardships and suffered a precocious character, he is still unavoidably shy at this moment. It is the green years like flowers and jade, which are particularly special under the candlelight. She is bright and gorgeous, with creamy skin, peach blossom eyes, black eyebrows as picturesque and jade-like wrists, a picture of an ancient lady clearly appeared in front of Wang Huan.

If it weren't for the empty sleeve hanging on one side, Wang Huan would have suspected that the person in front of him was not Chang Ping. Although he knew that Chang Ping was beautiful, it was unexpected that he was so glamorous after applying some makeup.He couldn't help lamenting: It turns out that women's make-up is like changing their appearance, and it has really existed since ancient times.

Princess Changping raised her head gracefully, her eyes met with infinite tenderness, and her eyes were full of affection. A pear tree pressing down on a begonia is more than countless in the world.

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Early the next morning, Wang Huan didn't get up until three o'clock in the morning. Naturally, he couldn't continue the morning run he had been insisting on. He looked at the still sleeping Princess Changping who was curled up lazily next to him. Recalling the absurdity of last night, Wang Huan drove away with a smile. If it hadn't been for the door There were people outside who were ignorant of current affairs and insisted on asking for advice. Wang Huan didn't mind being ridiculous again.

Getting dressed angrily, Wang Huan scolded at the beginning: "Li Dingguo, are you jealous that I found a wife? You came here to harass me on the second day of the wedding, do you want to live?"

Li Dingguo looked at Wang Huan with a strange expression, his eyes could not reveal whether he was crying or laughing, and he reported respectfully with a sullen face: "My lord, I know that my lord is busy with family affairs, but this matter is a bit important, so I have to come here in a hurry." disturb."

Wang Huan walked to the table, picked up a bowl of eight-treasure porridge that had just been served and took a sip. He chewed a piece of pickles and gestured to Li Dingguo. Li Dingguo waved his hand to mean no, he had eaten.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Wang Huan looked dissatisfied.

Li Dingguo's expression became even weirder, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he said: "The Tartars sent envoys to send a letter from the false emperor of the Tartars, begging my lord to stop fighting, and I am willing to betroth the princess of the Tartar clan to my lord, as a marriage."

After a pause, he added: "Congratulations, sir, you are blessed with endless happiness."

Wang Huan stuffed the pickles in his mouth and looked at Li Dingguo, sitting stiffly like an idiot, not knowing what to say for a moment.

(End of this chapter)