Seiwa

In Yan Wang's mansion, in the Nuan Pavilion of Chengyun Hall, Zhu Di was sitting on the table in a red prince's uniform, and his eldest son Zhu Gaochi stood respectfully in front of Zhu Di, and explained the plan in detail.

"My son believes that we should send people out of the border as soon as possible to gather the grassland tribes. The number of teams does not need to be too large. You can set up one chief and one deputy, and several guards. They will carry salt and tea, pretending to be a caravan in case of loss. Carrying The items can be given to the tribal leaders to lure them. Canyuan is in civil strife, and the tribes are fighting endlessly, and their power is weakening day by day. It is a good strategy to take advantage of this opportunity to lure the tribes to move inward."

In front of King Yan, Zhu Gaochi talked eloquently.

After the Battle of Beiping, King Yan paid more attention to the eldest son, which made Zhu Gaochi more confident.

King Yan listened carefully and asked a few questions from time to time. Zhu Gaochi spoke in more detail and became more confident.

Dao Yan sat aside, half-closed his eyes, twirling the beads lightly, without saying a word.

After Zhu Gaochi finished speaking, King Yan did not nod immediately, but asked Yan, "What does the great monk think of this plan?"

"My son is highly talented, and this plan is very good." Dao Yan said, "I'm making a candidate, can my son think about it?"

Zhu Gaochi said: "This plan is actually offered by Meng Qinghe, the guard of the king of Yan. Meng Qinghe can be an official envoy."

"Meng Qinghe?"

"Exactly. Meng Chen made a great contribution to recruiting Duoyan Sanwei. He is alert and decisive, acts in a well-organized manner, and is a person who offers advice. He should be able to take on this important task."

King Yan pondered for a moment, then tapped his knee lightly with his fingers, "It's also possible."

Dao Yan shook his head lightly, "My lord, no."

Zhu Gaochi frowned slightly, in front of King Yan, Dao Yan's words were always effective, as long as he disagreed, it was necessary to discuss the candidate again.

"The great monk thinks it's wrong?"

"Returning to the lord, Meng Qian offered this good strategy. He is smart and useful. The son recommended him as the envoy must have considered many factors. However," Dao Yan paused, "There are still shortcomings."

"Shortcomings?"

"Although Meng Qianshi is talented, he is not as good as a weak crown. He has only experience, so he may not understand the Canyuan Desert." Monk Daoyan saw a flash of surprise on King Yan's face, and continued. "The poor monk believes that this trip should send a person who understands local customs and tribal disputes. Regardless of the official position, it is best to be someone close to the prince."

"A person close to me?"

"It should be able to show the prince's closeness."

"The great monk's words are justified."

In the final analysis, Zhu Di is just a vassal king, and sending "envoys" is not justified.No matter how high the official position is, it can't compare with the imperial court, and it can't be high enough to be famous.It is better to send the people around you, which is more sincere.

Furthermore, the customs of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were different from those of the Ming Dynasty, so envoys should be cautious in their words and deeds.Each tribe fights every three days. If you don't understand the relationship between friends and enemies among the tribes, and you don't know the rules of being a guest, you will encounter a lot of trouble.I just made friends with a tribal leader on the front foot, and stepped into the tent of the hostile leader on the back foot. I didn't know all kinds of relationships, and I still want to entertain with milk tea and barbecue?

It is polite to be swept away, but with a hot temper, it is possible to directly stab someone with a knife.

There are more tribes offended, this is not to recruit people, but to make enemies for Zhu Di.

After Dao Yan explained it, King Yan took it very seriously, and Zhu Gaochi couldn't help showing a touch of shame on his face.

"I never thought about it so much, I almost missed the important matter of my father."

Zhu Gaochi has always been humble, and realized that he hadn't thought carefully, so he immediately admitted his mistake.It's nothing to lose face in front of the old man, and it's completely unnecessary to insist on sticking your neck.

"You have little experience in dealing with things, so it doesn't matter if you don't think carefully for a while." King Yan didn't blame Zhu Gaochi, but comforted him a few words, and said in a gentle voice, "Go down first, you are making candidates, and you will consider them alone."

"Yes."

Zhu Gaochi withdrew from the Nuan Pavilion, watched the door close before turning and leaving.

Inside the Nuan Pavilion, Zhu Di took a sip from the cup of tea, and snorted angrily, "Did the Great Monk do it on purpose?"

"No." Dao Yan shook his head, "Your Majesty is a little impatient, and his intentions are good. The poor monk just ordered a few, and the prince has learned from it."

"Really?" Zhu Di put down the teacup and agreed with Dao Yan's words, "I was in a hurry, but it was better than Wen Tun. In the First World War in Beiping, I made a lot of progress. On weekdays, the people he recommended are not bad. "

Dao Yan twirled the beads without nodding or expressing any objection.

People have already been picked out, and it is useless to talk about it.

After thinking quietly for a moment, Zhu Di ordered Zheng He who was waiting at the side, "Go and call Hou Xian over, and send someone to recall Yang Duo from Zhending, the sooner the better."

"The slaves obey."

In the 29th year of Hongwu, King Yan marched north to the desert, and Hou Xian and his eunuchs accompanied the army. They showed courage and bravery, and soon won Zhu Di's appreciation and were called to listen to him.

At that time, Zheng He was just emerging.

Hou Xian has eloquence, resolute personality, proficiency in Mongolian and Tibetan languages, has gone deep into the hinterland of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, understands local customs, and has always been loyal to the King of Yan. He is definitely the best candidate for envoy.

"This Meng Qinghe," King Yan hesitated for a moment, "can you make him a deputy envoy?"

"My lord, why don't you let Yang Tongzhi be the deputy envoy." Monk Daoyan said, "The poor monk's apprentice is not in good health, and the trip may be delayed. What's more, with Hou Xian here, it doesn't matter if there is more of him or less of him."

"Great monk, do you remember that you haven't received this apprentice yet?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk has also returned to the prince, and his sincerity is as good as gold and stone, just like the prince in the past. The poor monk has confidence!"

Dao Yan clenched his fists, his face was full of Buddha light, and his bald head was shining brightly.

King Yan was speechless.

There is no one who dares to argue with King Yan like this, except Dao Yan.Even Zhu Neng, who has always been known for his boldness, dared not talk to Zhu Di like that.Fighting with Zhu Yuanzhang's son, who is always skinning and stuffing grass, is he going to die?

But Zhu Di followed Daoyan's tricks.

Could it be that this monk has been buzzing in his ears for more than ten years, and he is completely numb?

Probably.

However, Meng Qinghe is indeed a talented person. After several suggestions, his actions seem to lack rules, but when he thinks about it, there are merits. He has many similarities with Dao Yan, and it is not surprising that he fits the taste of the great monk.

Next time you go out, take it with you.

Meng Twelve Lang returned to the palace, checked the badge, and after seeing the treasures of the palace, he hurried back to the wing room.

Taking off the cloak, the long suit brought hot water, and the warm cloth towel was thrown on the face, and Meng Qinghe sighed comfortably.

"Do you want to eat?"

"No need." Putting down the cloth towel, the whole person suddenly became more energetic, "I'm not hungry."

"Yes."

The long follower withdrew, the door closed with a creak, and the room became silent.

Meng Qinghe sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea, and moistened his dry throat bit by bit.

The matters within the clan have been temporarily resolved, and sick leave cannot be continued.In the twinkling of an eye, it will be March, and the imperial army in Dezhou will definitely take action. The King of Yan will go on an expedition.Shen Xuan said that he still lacks combat achievements, this time, he must accompany him.

Dezhou and his party saved the Meng family from killing themselves. Next, he will work hard for himself.

It is impossible to get something for nothing. If you want to get promoted and get rich, you have to take risks.

After thinking it through, the heart that had been hanging was temporarily relieved.It doesn't matter whether someone is plotting or whatever, even if you step into a pit, who knows if it will be an opportunity?

Putting down the teacup, Meng Qinghe untied the military officer's uniform, planning to take a rest.

Starting tomorrow, he will be on duty again in front of the Hall of Mind, and he will be preparing for battle when he leaves the palace. I'm afraid there will be no such leisurely time.

Not long after lying down, there was a knock on the door.

Meng Qinghe had to get up, straighten his clothes, and put on his belt.No matter how tightly wrapped it is, there is no reason to wear an inner coat to see people, and the military officer will not be so bold.

The door opened, and Dr. Zhao came in carrying the medicine box.

"Meng Chen has not rested yet? The old man came just in time."

"Doctor Zhao came to the door, and he had to get up even if he fell asleep."

Dr. Zhao paused with his hands twisting his beard, and his eyes moved from Meng Qianshi's face to the opened medicine box, and stopped for a long time on the cloth bag wrapped with silver needles, as if deliberating and weighing.

To slap, or not to slap?

Meng Qinghe shrunk his neck, and his quick talk really didn't matter.Getting angry depends on the person, some people must not vent their anger, such as Dr. Zhao.

Fortunately, Dr. Zhao is benevolent and benevolent, and he doesn't bother to care about Meng Twelve Lang.Greeted with a calm expression, exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and sat down.

Meng Twelve Lang wisely stretched out his wrist, checked his pulse and prescribed medicine.

Dr. Zhao said that the recovery of Meng Chen's affairs is still possible, and he must continue to work hard.

"It's still too much thought."

Meng Twelve Lang said repeatedly, he must follow the doctor's orders carefully, listen to Dr. Zhao's words, pay attention to rest, take medicine on time,

"That's the best." Dr. Zhao closed the medicine box, "I'm going to check the pulse of the concubine recently, if she feels unwell, I can send someone to invite Dr. Liu."

"Doctor Zhao is bothering you."

After sending Dr. Zhao away, Meng Qinghe lay back on the bed.

Diagnose the princess' pulse?Could it be that the princess is in poor health?

Although he was ordered to guard the palace, he had only heard of seven people who had never seen Princess Yan.

It is said that Princess Yan is very knowledgeable and has a high value of force, and King Yan loves her very much.Beiping city was handed over to the prince for guard, but it was actually handed over to the princess.

The four words "heroine hero" are perfect to describe her.

Historically, after the death of Empress Xu, Emperor Yong Le never had a queen.

After thinking about it, Meng Qinghe fell asleep in a daze, but his sleep was very restless.

In the dream, he was walking alone on a bridge, and under the bridge was an abyss, a piece of darkness.

Every step you take must be extremely careful, and if you step on the ground, you will be doomed.

He is careful and moves at the speed of a turtle.

The tricky thing is that when they were about to reach the other side, there was a click, and the bridge suddenly broke!

During the free fall, Meng Twelve Lang angrily compared the two middle fingers.

You can't be so deceiving in your dreams!

The feeling of weightlessness is not pleasant.

In the darkness, no sound could be made, no footing could be made, and there was no place to rely on, so it could only keep falling.

In a trance, the wrist was suddenly clamped, and the strength was so great that he couldn't break free.

Meng Qinghe opened his eyes suddenly, his head was covered with cold sweat, and his face was very pale.

Shen Xuan was standing beside the bed, leaning over, supporting the back of his neck with one hand, clasping his wrist with the other, frowning slightly.

It was Shen Xuan who caught him?

"Commander Shen?"

"Dream?" Shen Xuan let go of Meng Qinghe's hand, turned around and fetched a cloth towel, and wiped Meng Qinghe's cheeks and neck.

The cloth towel is warm, and the strength is a bit strong, but it makes people feel at ease.

Meng Qinghe closed his eyes. After all, he was frightened in a dream. His breathing was a little fast, and he had no strength in his body.

The cloth towel on his forehead was removed, and the sound of water came from his ears, which was very clear in the silent room.

"Chang Sui said that you are resting." Shen Xuan sat on the edge of the bed, put his hand on Meng Qinghe's forehead, his voice was a little low, "I heard a sound outside the door, but when I came in, I saw you fell to the ground."

He fell to the ground?

Meng Qinghe quickly checked his facial features. Fortunately, he should not be on the ground.

Shen Xuan looked at his actions strangely, "Fortunately, you didn't fall too hard when you were wrapped in a quilt, but you were dishonest when you were hugged."

Having said that, as soon as the voice stopped, Meng Qinghe's slender and fair right hand was raised in front of Meng Qinghe's eyes, and he slowly gathered four fingers, leaving only one middle finger.

Meng Qinghe was shocked, extremely shocked.

What's happening here? !

With a calm face, Shen Xuan asked, "What do you mean?"

"..."

"When I hug you up, my hands are like this."

"...doesn't make sense." Absolutely nothing!

"kindness?"

"I'm sleepy and confused." Meng Qinghe smiled stiffly, "I don't know what I have done."

"Oh."

Shen Xuan nodded, and did not continue to entangle with the finger issue.Just when Meng Qinghe was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly lifted a corner of the quilt, reached in with his hand, and touched it very naturally.

Meng Qinghe; "..."

How should he react?

Take the initiative, or put on a serious expression to refuse and welcome?

"Sure enough." Shen Xuan withdrew his hand, "I'm sweating all over, I have to change my clothes and bedding."

"..." Well, he is impure.

"Can I change it myself?"

"can."

"Forget it." Shen Xuan shook his head, "I can't catch the cold anymore, I'll help you."

help him?

There was a roar, and Meng Qinghe's head began to dizzy again.

Shen Xuan's hand had already touched Meng Qinghe's neckline, and his fingertips felt a little cold.The next moment, his chin was suddenly lifted up, his forehead was forced back, and a cloth towel instantly covered his nose.

Meng Qinghe blinked, first puzzled, then enlightened.

Excessive emotional ups and downs, nosebleeds... It's not embarrassing to describe.

Nested in the quilt, Meng Twelve Lang was completely petrified.

As for?As for? !

Traveling through once, all the famous names of the whole life were shattered into dregs.

Meng Twelve Lang felt sorry for himself, and in his self-loathing, he didn't notice it at all. Commander Shen, who turned his back to him, raised the corners of his lips. No matter how you look at it, he looked a bit "dandy".

Meng Twelve Lang still knew too little about the second generation of Hou in the Ming Dynasty.

In the end, the clothes were changed by Meng Qing and himself, and the quilt was brought by Chang Sui. Dr. Zhao made another trip with the medicine box on his back, prescribed a decoction, boiled it, and sent it. Meng Twelve Lang almost ascended to heaven Two Buddhas were born.

Didn't stab him, did you wait here?

Squeezing his nose and drinking the medicine, Meng Qinghe's forehead was covered with fine sweat again.However, his body was much more relaxed, and sleepiness soon came to him.

Shen Xuan never left, leaned against Meng Qinghe, took him into his arms, and patted him lightly twice.

"Sleep, I'll be with you."

The voice is very low, with a soothing taste.Thinking of Dr. Zhao's words, his expression froze slightly.

"Meng Chen is overthinking things, and it's hard to let go. After going through this for a few times, the old man can't guarantee that the root cause of the disease will not be left behind."

Overthinking?

Fingers caressing the sweaty forehead, how to solve it?

The black eyes closed slightly, concealing some complicated thoughts.

This time, Meng Qinghe slept deeply.

When he woke up, it was broad daylight and Shen Xuan had already left.

The long follower who was waiting outside the door had been carefully listening to the movement in the room. Last night, the memory of Commander Shen's cold gaze that seemed to kill him made him shiver all over his body.

"Did Meng Chen wake up?"

"come in."

Meng Qinghe didn't feel dizzy when he got up, Dr. Zhao's medical skills are really good.

"He washes up first, and breakfast will be delivered right away."

"It's troublesome."

The long follower was much more considerate than usual. After Meng Qinghe washed up, a bowl of millet porridge, a few pancakes and two dishes of side dishes had been delivered.The aroma of the food caused my stomach to growl, I picked up the porridge bowl, took a few mouthfuls, and my whole body warmed up.

At exactly the right time, Meng Qinghe appeared outside the Cunxin Hall. After making his inspection tour, he gave a few words of encouragement, and then turned to see Zhu Gaochi.

In order to visit family leave and precious money, I should also thank you once.

The time of arrival was a bit unfortunate, Zhu Gaochi was busy.

King Yan returned to Beiping, and Zhu Gaochi still had a lot of government affairs to deal with, and the dispatch of chariots, horses, food and fodder was the top priority.

The imperial army in Dezhou was mobilizing, and as the teams of Marquis Wu Ding, Marquis Anlu and Dudu Pingan arrived successively, it became more and more difficult to deliver news from Dezhou.

Wu Jie retreated from Zhending City and lost a full 3 horses, but it was nothing compared to the current strength of Dezhou.

According to the news sent by Nanjing, the imperial court ordered the summoning of 60 troops, which is called a million.The guards who were constantly dispatched from the south also carried a large number of firearms, which immediately aroused the vigilance of King Yan.

30 to 60, the number of Yan troops is only half of the imperial army.In terms of food, horses and supplies, the Yan army does not have an advantage.

Although Li Jinglong is the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, Ping An Guo Ying and others are not vegetarians. In addition to Xu Huizu who is about to set off from Nanjing, Zhu Di pays more attention to this battle than before.

It's going to be an uphill battle.

If you win, you will go one step further and take advantage of the trend to play Hebei.

Defeated, the accumulated family property cannot be kept, and even life will be lost.

Monk Daoyan said that the prince doesn't need to worry too much, just rush up and kill people as usual.

Yan Wang raised his eyebrows and stared at him, it is not you, a bald donkey, who dares to fight for his life!

Dao Yan smiled, full of Buddha attitude, the prince need not worry, the emperor has ordered him not to be accused of killing relatives.Even if the words were spoken to Geng Bingwen, the other court generals should not be treated as ignorant.

"My lord, Longwei, must ascend the great treasure!"

Dao Yan's persuasion was very effective, and King Yan was no longer anxious, and began to make careful preparations for the upcoming battle.

Hou Xian and Yang Duo set off to Beiyuan in such a tense atmosphere.

According to Hou Xian's request, a small number of Mongolian cavalrymen were taken from the guarding thousands of households under the administration of King Yan, and they were jointly responsible for the safety work of this trip with Yanshanwei. persuasive.Who knows Bei Yuan better than them?

"Great goodness."

King Yan agreed to Hou Xian's suggestion and personally sent him out of Beiping City.

Hou Xian was so moved that he couldn't help crying, saying that he would definitely complete the work assigned by the prince, and he would not hesitate to do so.Zheng He lowered his head and pursed his lips, raised his head and symbolically wiped away a few tears.

The competitive employment mechanism in the same industry really trains people.

Hou Xian and Yang Duo are also old acquaintances, walking on the road, talking about Meng Qinghe who contributed this plan, they praised a lot.

"If there is a chance, I would like to meet Meng Chen face to face."

Yang Duo didn't answer, but only ordered the team to speed up their pace and arrive at Kaipingwei before the day after tomorrow, explain to the frontier army of the guard, and enter the grassland as soon as possible.

Hou Xian understood the importance of this trip, and without further words, he waved his horsewhip, and the horse's hooves kicked up a piece of broken snow. From a distance, it seemed that a white mist rose from the ground.

Since then, another navigator in the early Ming Dynasty, a famous diplomat, the third person in Zheng He's fleet, and the future Hou Xian, the young supervisor of Li, officially stepped onto the stage of history.

When Meng Twelve Lang didn't realize it, he had already gained a lot of favorability with this man.

First Zheng He, then Dao Yan, and then Hou Xian.

In a sense, Meng Twelve Lang's charisma is also quite high, although the object of his role is a bit strange.

In the wing room, Zhu Gaochi moved his pen like flying. When Meng Qinghe came to see him, he was busy checking the number of war horses transferred to the Yanshan Front Army.In the Battle of Zhending City, Xu Zhong and Shen Xuan captured more than a thousand horses, and the losses were also not small. Not many of them could really be counted as "surplus".

In addition to horses and rations.

The grain and grass of the hundreds of thousands of troops are almost empty.The Southern Army was stationed in Texas, and it was not so easy to send troops to rob the military supplies.

Duoyan Sanwei was temporarily appeased, but who knows if there will be another sudden disturbance?

Zhu Gaochi was worried, and when he saw Meng Qinghe, he couldn't help but began to vomit again.

Meng Qinghe has learned to be smart, no matter what Shizi says, he will not open his mouth if it does not involve himself.

"Hou Xian has already taken people to the grassland, and originally wanted to recommend you."

When Zhu Gaochi said these words, Meng Qinghe was surprised. He didn't ask Zhu Gaochi why he "valued" him so much, and he didn't ask why this matter didn't work out.

"Ashamed of my humble position."

Meng Chenshi's acting skills are in place, he has no dissatisfaction at all, and he shed a few tears to increase his persuasiveness.

"Meng Chen doesn't have to be like this, it's because he didn't think well."

Zhu Gaochi sighed, and Meng Qinghe felt ashamed again, and finally said goodbye, touched his forehead, but he didn't sweat, but his palm became cold.

It really wasn't easy to work for someone surnamed Zhu.

As soon as he walked around the corridor, he met Gaoyang County King head-on.

Compared with when we first met in Kaipingwei, Zhu Gaoxu's eyebrows and eyes were a little more sharp, and he also carried more fortitude and evil spirit.

"The humble official has seen the county king."

"You don't need to be too polite about Meng Qian." Zhu Gaoxu personally helped Meng Qinghe up, "How is your business recently?"

"Go back to the county king, everything is fine in my humble position."

"Really?" Zhu Gaoxu raised one eyebrow, "The complexion of Meng Qian's affairs alone is not very good, and he is also a little thin."

"Back to the king of the county, the humble position has always been like this, and I can't grow tall even after eating a few meals a day."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded, his eyes fell on Meng Qinghe's wrist, "Indeed."

Meng Qinghe: "..." Should I thank this person for not saying such amazing words as "little lady" again?

Just as he was about to excuse himself and leave, he saw Zheng He coming from behind Zhu Gaoxu. Seeing the two of them, he first saluted Zhu Gaoxu: "Your Majesty, your lord has summoned you."

"Father is in the West Nuan Pavilion of Chengyun Hall?"

"Go back to the king, that's right."

"Go here alone."

Meng Qinghe just wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was stopped by Zheng He.

"Meng Qian, the prince also summoned you."

Meng Qinghe: "..."

What is his luck today?