Daming: Stealing Chen Yuanyuan at the beginning

Chapter 79 Old Beggar Fan Jingwen, The Emperor Is Tall and Hard

In mid-December, it snowed heavily.

In the study room, a raging charcoal fire was burning.Li Cunming squatted by the brazier, turning over roasted potatoes.

Yan Ermei sat at a table, ate a baked potato with sauce and sipped a small wine, enjoying herself indescribably.

Ren Qi stood aside, holding a roasted potato and eating it. He kept smacking his lips: "It smells good! It smells so good!"

Li Cunming turned around and scolded with a smile: "Is the potato baked by me not delicious? Ren Qi, Mr. Yan Junshi has worked so hard, so it's fine for me to serve him. Why do you want me to serve you? You have lost face!"

Ren Qi chuckled, and while he was busy eating, he said vaguely: "I'll eat another one, no, I'll eat two more, and I'll replace your majesty's baked potatoes."

Yan Ermei said with a smile: "Little potatoes, nourishing the people; with miso, you will never get tired of eating them!"

"Speaking of miso, I think of the pickles made by Liubiju in the capital city. They have a special flavor. But in my opinion, Liubiju's pickles are still lacking, mainly not spicy enough."

"Liubiju, it's very famous, the plaque inscribed by Yan Song." Yan Ermei took a sip of wine and said, "Your Majesty, do you also have research on pickles?"

Li Cunming smiled and said: "I don't have much research, but I like spicy food. My Ming Dynasty has a vast land and abundant resources, but there is only one spice missing, which is called chili. When people pickle pickles, they often use peppercorns, dogwood or Fuliu vine to make spicy food. The taste, the taste is a bit off. Now that peppers have spread from abroad to the Guangdong and Guangxi regions, I want to promote the cultivation of peppers..."

While Hu Tianhai was chatting, Gong Yonggu came with someone and shouted: "Your Majesty, who do you think this person is?"

It was an old beggar in ragged clothes and dirty all over his body. He knelt down and wept bitterly: "The guilty minister Fan Jingwen bows to His Majesty, long live my emperor!"

"Fan Jingwen, are you Fan Jingwen?" Li Cunming was surprised, stood up and asked.

Fan Jingwen raised his head, tears streaming down his face.His face was haggard, his cheekbones were high, and the corners of his mouth drooped out of shape.

Gong Yonggu explained: "The minister led Jin Yiwei to patrol, and suddenly an old beggar threw himself in front of him, shouting that he was Fan Jingwen, and the minister brought him here."

Li Cunming ordered: "Ren Qi, pour Master Fan a cup of hot wine, and give him a baked potato."

Fan Jingwen drank the wine tremblingly, holding the potatoes without eating, tears could not stop flowing down, unable to calm down for a long time.

"After the fall of the capital, I was imprisoned by Li Zicheng, and then I escaped and returned to my hometown. I met the Tartars and slaughtered the village, and all my family members suffered. I got my nephew to protect me and survived, so I went all the way south."

"It just so happened that the Tatars were attacking Jining City again, and the road south was blocked. I didn't want to fall into the hands of the Tatars, and I didn't want to shave my head and change my clothes, so I took a long detour to Kaifeng and then to Xuzhou."

"Your Majesty, I have been begging all the way for a living. The reason why I linger on and refuse to die is because I want to see Your Majesty again!"

Fan Jingwen's tone was sad, and Li Cunming and others sighed after hearing this.

But Gong Yonggu sneered: "Master Fan, when the emperor wanted to move the capital to the south, what did you say that the king died. The emperor asked you to guard the capital, and the city was broken. How can you live in this world and come to see the emperor? "

Fan Jingwen's face was full of shame, he knelt down and said sadly: "Your Majesty, the guilty minister has no words to answer. He must bear the blame for his death! The guilty minister traveled eastward from Kaifeng and saw that Suizhou, Ningling and other places were prosperous, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. We I finally understand the emperor’s painstaking efforts and how much of a bastard I was back then!”

"If the capital is lost, the guilty minister deserves to die. I can see His Majesty today, and I have no regrets. Please punish the emperor!"

Li Cunming said: "You discouraged me from moving south because of a sense of public interest, which is different from Zhang Jinyan's chaotic officials and thieves. I said that when the capital fell, I would never take my anger out on others. How can I break my promise?"

"Besides, you didn't surrender to the Tartars, and you still kept the clothes of the Han people. Good job! Fan Jingwen, you just need to realize your mistakes. I will forgive you for your innocence. Get up."

"Your Majesty!" Fan Jingwen prostrated himself on the ground and burst into tears, both guilty and moved.

"Ding, get Fan Jingwen's positive emotion value of 10000"

Gong Yonggu asked, "Where is Guang Shiheng?"

Fan Jingwen said: "Guang Shiheng first surrendered to Li Zicheng, and after Li Zicheng escaped from the capital, he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty."

"Bastard bastard, he was the one who spoke impassionedly when he moved south. He turned out to be a boneless pickle. Guang Shiheng, I will cut you sooner or later!" Gong Yonggu scolded.

……

Five days later, Li Cunming and other ministers discussed the matter of moving to Nanjing, and it happened that Yuan Jixian and Huang Degong sent people to send a good news.

According to the victory report, after the death of Zuo Liangyu and his son, the army's morale was in turmoil.The generals of the left army had internal strife, and the soldiers fled and died. The Ming army easily captured Wuchang and captured the deputy general of the left army, Ma Shixiu.

Li Cunming laughed and handed the victory report to the ministers to watch.The courtiers were overjoyed and congratulated the emperor one after another.

Liu Wenbing said: "I was very worried at first, for fear that Huang Degong would not be able to resist the left army. Later, I heard that His Majesty said that 30 elite soldiers were ambushed, but I kept wondering where the elite soldiers came from. Your Majesty, should you tell us what's going on?"

"I just sent three people and asked them to sing a song for Zuo and his son."

"What song is it?"

"A Song of Ice and Fire!"

Li Cunming didn't explain too much, and wrote a letter, and asked the messenger to take it to Yuan Jixian and Huang Degong.In the letter, it was stated that Ma Shixiu was killed in battle, and that Ma Shixiu had been interrogated secretly.

"Jiangbei has been settled, and Chu Town has been destroyed. Your Majesty can take control of Nanjing calmly." Yan Ermei said.

Li Cunming nodded and said with a smile: "I'm about to leave Xuzhou, and I really don't want to part with it. While it's snowing today, all my lovers will follow me to the city wall to enjoy the snow, and let the monarchs and ministers have a look at the beautiful scenery of Xuzhou."

Facing the wind and snow, everyone stepped on the chaotic jade and broken jade, talking and laughing all the way, and gradually reached the north gate and walked up the city wall.

Li Cunming saw Zhu Yujian and Zhu Yihai standing guard on the city wall. Their noses were red from the cold and their shoulders were covered with snow, but their bodies were straight and unshakable.

"Both, are you cold?" Li Cunming asked, helping them pat the snow off their shoulders.

"Not cold!" the two said.

"Come, give me wine!"

After the two of them drank, Li Cunming said meaningfully: "You are no longer the vassal kings, but the blood of the old Zhu family is flowing in your bones. You must be cautious in every move, and don't be compared with others to fight for the old Zhu family." Face, do you understand? Work hard, a good man should make achievements based on his own ability, I am waiting to hold a celebration banquet for you!"

"I will keep this in mind!" Zhu Yujian and Zhu Yihai burst into tears.

Li Cunming inspected the city wall for a while, stopped, and looked into the distance.Seeing the heavy snow, the world is white and clean, I can't help opening my heart and bursting with pride.

He said loudly: "Facing this situation and this situation, I am filled with emotion. Dear dear friends, we have had a difficult year, but we have also gained a lot. Li Guo was captured alive in the first battle of Ningling, and two famous kings in the first battle of Jining , Sweeping Jiangbei, eradicating the left army, all depends on the life of the three armies, and all the ministers work hard, I am sincerely grateful to you!"

The courtiers said: "It's all up to Your Majesty to strategize. What credit do you have?"

Li Cunming said with a smile: "My loves are humble, come here, let's have a full drink. The auspicious snow heralds a good year, and our Ming Dynasty will become more and more prosperous. My poems are flourishing, and I wrote a poem to express my feelings."

Hearing that the emperor was going to compose a poem, the courtiers were full of expectations.

Standing in the bitter cold wind with his hands behind his back, Li Cunming said leisurely:
"The scenery of the northern country is frozen for thousands of miles, and snow drifts for thousands of miles.

Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but mangmang;

The mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax figure, wants to compare with Tiangong test.

On sunny days, look at the red dress, which is extremely enchanting.

There are so many splendid rivers and mountains, which has attracted countless heroes.

Pity Qin Huang Han Wu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish.

Genghis Khan, a generation of Tianjiao, only knew how to bow and shoot big eagles.

All are gone, a few romantic figures, but also look at the present. "

After the recitation was over, there was no movement around, not even the sound of people's breathing could be heard.

The heavy snow is silent and endless.

Li Cunming turned his head and saw all the courtiers dumbfounded, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Okay, let's make it clear! Your Majesty is capable of literature and martial arts, what more can I, Yan Ermei, ask for in this life?" Yan Ermei was extremely excited, and drank three glasses of wine one after another, her eyes turned red.

Jiang Dejing said: "As soon as this word comes out, Dongpo and Jiaxuan should retreat, and Taibai and Zimei should bow their heads!"

"The atmosphere is so magnificent and majestic. It is not a generation of heros who can't make such wonderful words!" Fan Jingwen said.

Li Cunming looked at Ren Qi and asked, "Ren Qi, what do you think?"

Ren Qi thought for a while, then said: "I'm not a scholar, I don't quite understand, what is the original wax figure, what is the only reckless, it's too obscure. But I can also hear it, the emperor doesn't seem to think highly of Tang Zong and Song Zu , Genghis Khan, isn’t it?”

"It can be understood in this way." Li Cunming smiled.

Ren Qi gave a thumbs up: "Okay, the emperor has high ambitions and a tough temper, I admire Ren Qi!"

"Gong Aiqing, what do you think?"

Gong Yonggu said: "The emperor is high, the emperor is hard, the emperor is high and hard!"

Li Cunming laughed loudly: "With Gong Yonggu and Ren Qi, the three of us can talk about crosstalk in the future."

After a hearty laugh, he drank another glass of wine. Li Cunming squeezed a snowball and threw it far outside the city, proclaiming: "Order Du Yinxi to be the governor of Jiangbei, and sit in Xuzhou. Dear friends, come with me to Nanjing to celebrate the Spring Festival! "

(End of this chapter)