Seiwa

Failure comes too fast, it is really unbearable.

Emperor Jianwen vomited blood without any surprise.

After vomiting, he wiped the corners of his mouth and began to reflect. He really couldn't understand, is King Yan really so powerful?I almost emptied my family and couldn't beat him.

If 30 is not enough, it will be 50, and if 50 is gone, it will be 60. The number of troops is increasing, but why are they losing faster and faster?

Geng Bingwen was not good at attacking, so he managed to defend Zhending City.Li Jinglong is an idiot, so he sent Pingan to recall Yu Tongyuan, the generals left by the Hongwu Dynasty, but if there is no one who can be counted, all of them are sent out, why are they still defeated?

If Xu Huizu had not been summoned alone and ordered him to lead tens of thousands of people as the rear of the army, King Yan might have already entered Shandong by this time.

With an army of 60, you can hear it when it hits the water, right?As a result, not only was the sound not heard, but the water was not splashed.

The more Emperor Jianwen thought about it, the more depressed he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.Unwillingness gradually raised a sense of panic, and he suddenly realized that if this continues, the situation will definitely be reversed. Once King Yan takes the advantage on the battlefield, who else can stop him?

So what if he is orthodox in the world?What if I am the heir chosen by Emperor Taizu Gao?

Although King Gong of Jin died, his son is still alive and well.King Yan dared to blatantly say that his mother was Empress Xiaoci Gao, and spread rumors everywhere, saying that Emperor Gao, the great ancestor, liked him so much that he wanted to pass on the throne to him, and poured ladle after ladle of dirty water on himself, Is there anything in this world that Zhu Di dare not do?

Is Jing difficult to clear the king's side? XX is rebellion!The wolf's ambition is clearly revealed!

Emperor Jianwen was so angry that he swept away the memorials on the case with his hand. The writing brush and inkstone fell to the ground, ink splashed, and the hem of the golden uniform was stained black.

All the eunuchs serving in the Nuan Pavilion knelt on the ground, and the palace servants outside the door bowed their heads, their faces turned pale, and they dared not make a sound.

Although there is a sign of kindness and kindness, Emperor Jianwen seldom gives a smile to the eunuchs in the palace. Once he loses his temper, it is often they who bear the anger

The eunuch Wang Jinghong waited outside the Nuan Pavilion, carefully listening to the movement in the room, Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai in common clothes followed behind him, hesitating, undecided whether to go in at this time.

Although it is not easy to see the emperor, but when the emperor is angry, it is not a good time to ask for an official position.

The two looked at each other and sighed, the hope of the official returning to his original post seemed to be getting further and further away from them.

Not only Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng were frustrated, but also the new Jinshi who passed the palace examination not long ago.

As freshmen in the workplace, everyone is full of enthusiasm and looking forward to showing their talents, but unfortunately, after the palace exam, they encounter a solar eclipse!

When Qin Tianjian said "a bad omen, it's not good", they were completely thrown into the cold palace.

Those who are young can still apply to the Imperial College for further studies, but those who are older are not so lucky.I have studied hard for many years in order to jump over the dragon gate, to be appointed as an official to pay homage to the minister. I don't want to jump over the dragon gate, but there is no sound of drums and music, the golden light is brilliant, and the benefits are not obtained. Instead, I fell into the water again with a thud .

Want to go ashore?Keep up the hard work.

Thirty old Mingjing, fifty young Jinshi, thousands of troops squeezed across the single-plank bridge, left behind many opponents, and kicked them to the bottom of the bridge. Is it easy for them?

Waiting for the election?This will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey!

Want to make a relationship and apply to be a good man?The master shook his finger. It was an old rule in the Hongwu period. Emperor Jianwen, who revived Zhouli, had already stated that he would break the tradition and not adopt it.

It is true that Emperor Jianwen valued scholars, but King Yan was so happy that he didn't have much energy to pay attention to these new talents.

Compared with other people, the first and third ranks are treated better. After all, they are the No. [-] picks handpicked by Emperor Jianwen, so they have to take care of them.It is impossible for the government to award the six books immediately, and only the Tai students in the Hongwu period had this treatment.But the treatment should not be too bad. Emperor Jianwen simply swiped his pen, from the number one scholar to Tanhua and awarded the Hanlin compilation, assigned to Fang Xiaoru's subordinates, to study Zhouli together, let's go and edit books together.

During the reign of Emperor Jianwen, only this palace examination was held. Hu Jing, the number one scholar, Wang Gen, Tanhua Li Guan, were all well-educated people with first-class articles, benevolence, righteousness and morality.

During the rebellion of King Yan, these few called him a rebellious minister and traitor, and everyone punished him.The number one scholar, Hu Jing, also denounced King Yan in the palace examination article, and won an extra award from Emperor Jianwen, and gave him the No.

Later historical facts proved that this black-box operation was very unsuccessful. Even if people were judged by their appearance, Emperor Jianwen was not as good as his grandfather.

When King Yan entered Nanjing and the country changed hands, more than 90.00% of the talents that Emperor Jianwen was optimistic about switched jobs and re-employed without any psychological pressure. On the contrary, Wang Gen, who was despised by him for his appearance, died for the country and was loyal to the country. His ambition is commendable.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, even if there is, it is useless to Emperor Jianwen.

Hu Guang, Li Guan, Xie Jin, Yang Rong, which one was not promoted by Emperor Jianwen?Before these people could shine under Zhu Yunqi, Zhu Di picked the peaches.

To his nephew, Zhu Di has always been not very polite, the talent has been robbed, and the throne must not be let go.

What else could Emperor Jianwen do?Go underground to find Zhu Yuanzhang to complain, saying that he was kicked off the throne by his uncle?

Feasibility is zero.

It is worth mentioning that all the No. [-] picks in the second year of Jianwen came from Jiangxi and came from the same Lizhong.In the second year of Yongle, the same candidates from Jiangxi took the top seven places in the imperial examination.

Jiangxi students have proved to the world with iron-like facts, what is Xueba?This is!

But no matter how high a student is, he can't stand out without being reused by the court.

Therefore, the three of Hu Jing had to concentrate on writing books in the positions of editors in the Imperial Academy, and the rest of Jinshi had to continue to suffer.When King Yan invades Nanjing, they can die for their country, get promoted, and return home, and start writing another part of their life in history.

Jinshi in the second year of Jianwen, after Emperor Yongle ascended the throne, the prefix was changed to Hongwu 33 years.Until the Ming Dynasty officially recognized the legitimacy of Emperor Jianwen's reign, it had to be changed again.

Such a peculiar experience is considered unique in the history of Ming Dynasty.

When the ministers of the DPRK and China heard the news that the 60 imperial army was defeated by the Yan army, they discussed in private and each made their own plans.But in the early dynasty, in the Fengtian Palace, quails were installed with the same aspirations.

Emperor Jianwen sat on the dragon chair, looked at the group of quail in front of him, inhaled, exhaled, and inhaled again, so that he could not crush his teeth.

This is the court minister, this is the pillar of the country, my thigh!

Fuck him XX!

"You gentlemen, do you have a good plan?"

Good strategy?No.

"Really not?"

Not really.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty didn't know what to ask, and their heads shook like rattles.Vow to bring the quail spirit to the end.

Emperor Jianwen was speechless, and a sense of sadness welled up in his heart.

As the saying goes, those who are upright help more than those who are unjust. He thinks he is not an unjust and stupid king. Not long ago, he reduced the land tax in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.At that time, these ministers all praised him, and even compared him with Yao and Shun.

What about now?

Emperor Jianwen clenched his fist violently, and slammed it hard on the dragon chair.There was a muffled sound, and Man Chaowen and Wu lowered their heads even lower, and immediately fell to the ground and shouted, "Your Majesty calm down, take care of the dragon body!"

While shouting, crying bitterly, tears like rain.

"The minister is incompetent, unable to share the worries for His Majesty, the minister is guilty!"

This move inspired others, and they knelt down to plead guilty. The military minister was still worried about face, but the civil servant didn't care about that, and wailed loudly.

Ask policy?cry.

condemn?keep crying.

Crying like this, no matter what the emperor wants to do, there is no way.

Emperor Jianwen's face was livid with anger, and the ministers cried even harder.

The Jinwu Guard and the Dahan General who were on duty outside the hall looked at each other, they were fine before, why are they crying again?

At the end of the cry, several elderly civil servants actually begged for the bones in the hall, claiming they were incompetent, and only asked to be dismissed from office and return to their hometowns.

"The minister is incompetent, the minister..."

Crying and crying, the left servant of the official department fainted, the right servant of the household department fell down, and the minister of the Ministry of rites foamed at the mouth. In the end, even the ranks of military officers were crumbling.

Emperor Jianwen gritted his teeth, and his liver began to hurt.

Really want to grab a brick and shoot these bastards to death, as strong as a bear, still dizzy? !He wants to faint!

The early dynasty turned into a farce, and Fengtian Temple almost became a vegetable market.

When retiring from the court, the civil and military ministers all had a pair of walnut eyes, but walked quickly on their feet, for fear that they would be summoned by the emperor again if they took a step too late.

Back in the Nuan Pavilion, Emperor Jianwen was so angry that he threw his cup and flipped the table, and immediately summoned Qitai and Huang Zicheng.Compared with the quails in the court, these two people can at least speak a few truths and come up with a few ideas.Even if the idea is not reliable, it is at least a consolation.

Proof, he's not really alone.

Less than two years after he ascended the throne, Zhu Yunqi was exhausted physically and mentally.He never thought that being an emperor would be so tiring.Is there a more grueling profession than this?Have it?

Emperor Jianwen in Nanjing was sighing, but King Yan who returned to Beiping was full of joy.

The city gate of Beiping was opened wide, and the eldest son Zhu Gaochi led the civil and military personnel in the city to greet him in person.King Yan and Zhu Gaoxu got off their horses one after another. First, there was a lot of filial piety between father and son, and then everyone shouted that the prince is majestic, His Highness is a thousand years old, and the victorious teacher entered the city mighty.

Due to the large number of captured southern troops, they could not all enter the city, so Yanshan guards were ordered to camp outside the city to prevent changes at night.

The king of Yan was always thinking about the injury on Shen Xuan's shoulder, and sent a good doctor from the palace to treat him, and said that the matter of setting up the camp could be temporarily handed over to Tong Zhiqian of Wei Zhong, and he would go back to the palace to recuperate.

"Thank you, my lord, for your concern, Xuan is fine."

Thanking King Yan for his kindness, Shen Xuan insisted on staying outside the city with his subordinates.

The king of Yan had no choice but to order him to take a good rest, and when the southern troops were settled, he set up camp and entered the city.

In the big tent, Shen Xuan sat with his clothes open.

Dr. Liu was very skilled in treating arrow wounds, but Shen Xuan went into battle with his wounds, and had a fierce battle with a fierce man like Ping An, and he had no rest after the battle. signs.

If he hadn't taken off his armor and opened his coat, Meng Qinghe would never have imagined that Shen Xuan's injury would be so serious.An ordinary person should have gotten down long ago.

After cleaning his hands, Dr. Liu took out a small knife from the medicine box, roasted it on the fire, and began to gesture at the wound on Shen Xuan's shoulder.

Meng Qinghe was shocked.

"Doctor Liu, what are you going to do?!"

"Healing for the commander." As he said that, he was about to use the knife.

"that's it?"

Dr. Liu gave Meng Qinghe a strange look, what else could he do?

"Don't give some anesthetic before digging the meat? Isn't there a decoction like Mabosan?"

Dr. Liu stared, when did he say he was going to dig the meat?He is a doctor, not a butcher!

Meng Twelve Lang pointed and took out the knife. What else can be denied? !

Dr. Liu and Meng Qinghe couldn't make any sense, so they simply went to see Shen Xuan, "Commander Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Xuan smiled at Meng Qinghe, very charming.

"Meng Tongzhi."

"I'm humble."

"Can it be settled properly in the camp?"

"..."

In short, Meng Tongzhi was politely invited out of the tent.

Standing outside the tent, being blown by the night wind, his head suddenly became clearer.

Was he disliked?

Meng Twelve Lang curled his mouth, squatted on the ground, and drew a circle.

Soldiers patrolling the battalion passed by and saw a shadow under Commander Shen's tent, they were startled at first, and recognized Meng Qinghe by the firelight, and hurriedly said: "I have seen my fellow acquaintance.

Meng Qinghe turned his head, "Ding Zongqi?"

"It's humble. Dare I ask why my colleagues are here?"

"The moonlight is good tonight, suitable for watching the moon."

look at the moon?

Ding Zongqi and the battalion soldiers looked up at the sky together. The moon was covered by dark clouds, and the stars could not be seen. Looking at the moon in this weather?

Dr. Liu came out of the tent with the medicine box on his back, and happened to see seven or eight soldiers looking up at the sky with their necks up, their faces full of disbelief, as if they were watching a strange scene, and they couldn't help but curiously glanced at the sky, there was nothing there?

Seeing Dr. Liu come out, Meng Qinghe quickly stood up, "Just now Meng has nothing to do, please forgive me."

"Meng Tongzhi is worried about the command, I know that." Dr. Liu said with a smile, "The commander's injury has worsened, and he may have a fever tonight. It's best to keep someone in the tent."

Meng Qinghe nodded, asked carefully about the matters that needed attention, and personally sent Dr. Liu out of the camp.

When we came back, it was drizzling and the wind was a bit cold.

Yanwang Mansion is holding a celebration banquet, and the residents in the city are very lively as if they are celebrating a festival.

Zheng He led people to bring wine and meat to the soldiers outside the city, and said: "The prince has an order to have fun with all the soldiers."

The steamed buns with the size of a military man's fist, steaming pancakes, large pieces of stewed meat, and oily barbecue are packed in wooden barrels with the lids not tightly closed, and the aroma wafts all the way.

The exquisite dishes at the banquet are extravagant and not affordable for military men, and only such dishes are suitable for their appetite.

Meng Qinghe couldn't help swallowing.I never knew that stewed meat would taste so fragrant, and steamed steamed buns and pancakes would be so tempting.

The army rations of the Yan army were abundant, they ate dry biscuits when marching and fighting, and jerky made from horse meat was distributed according to human hair, not every day.Such stews and barbecues can only be eaten in dreams.

Shen Xuan's meals were prepared separately, and Zheng He personally carried them, as well as a jug of good wine.

When the soldiers lined up to share the meat and steamed buns, Meng Qinghe led Zheng He into Shen Xuan's big tent.

The smell of medicine in the tent has not dissipated yet, Shen Xuan has already changed into a scarlet military officer's uniform, sitting on the couch, his complexion is much better than before.

Zheng He first asked about Shen Xuan's injuries, and then conveyed the theme that King Yan cared about his nephew, and then conveyed the condolences from Princess Yan's relatives. As for the three brothers Zhu Gaochi, Zheng He did not mention it.

He is King Yan's close servant, it doesn't matter to pass on the message for Princess Yan, he dares to keep close contact with the elder brothers in private, he really wants to loosen his bones.

"When our family came, both the prince and the princess said that they were injured, so we should pay attention to the meals and don't drink too much wine."

"Please trouble Zheng to listen to the matter." Shen Xuan's expression was gentle, and he did not see the viciousness of cutting people on the battlefield. "Dai Xuan thanked the prince and concubine for their concern."

Zheng He smiled even more cordially, although Shen Xuan did not attend today's celebration banquet, at the banquet, the prince mentioned this "nephew" several times.The truth of this can be understood immediately as long as the brain can turn a corner.

Not a subordinate, but a family member.

In front of King Yan, Shen Xuan was comparable to Zhang Yuzhu, and even more dominant.

"Meng Tongzhi, the lord has an order. Tongzhi will go to the city with Commander Shen tomorrow. I have orders."

"Humble orders."

Meng Qinghe clasped his fists to salute, Zheng He sideways avoided.I have finished what I should say, there is no need to keep it, I have to rush back to the palace as soon as possible.How many people are staring at his position, Hou Xian went to the grassland, another dog appeared in the battle of Baigou River, and the prince himself had to name him, this is a formidable enemy, we must be careful.

After seeing off Zheng He, the whole camp was filled with the smell of food.Someone from the camp of the Southern Army who was not far away also sent dry food and meat. The Southern Army soldiers did not expect that they would be treated like this.

In the eyes of these soldiers, a hundred sentences are not as tall as a bowl of meat.

King Yan has been fighting in the military camp since he was playing with mud, and he came into contact with these soldiers. How to break their defenses and make them willingly fight for him is naturally easy to grasp.

Emperor Jianwen was different. He had been in contact with Confucian classics since he was a child, the way of Confucius and Mencius. Meat.

Therefore, theory must never be divorced from reality. Emperor Jianwen who followed the academic school or King Yan who switched to the practical school?For military men, the answer is obvious.

The officials in Nanjing City cried in front of Emperor Jianwen, and the surrendered troops outside Beiping City cried at the stewed meat and steamed buns in front of them.It's just that the former is hesitating between resigning and continuing to wait and see, while the latter has signed a contract and is ready to work under the new boss at any time.

The stewed meat and barbecued meat were not generally delicious. Meng Qinghe's stomach growled loudly, and he really wanted to be like the soldiers outside the tent, eating steamed buns with meat, so that it would be enjoyable.But Shen Xuan took out a pair of chopsticks from the food box and handed it to him, "Come with me."

The boss "treats guests" and has to give face.

Taking the chopsticks, Meng Twelve Lang looked at the few dishes in front of him. They were more than exquisite but not enough in portion. Most of them were vegetarian dishes. ah!

An invitation from a beautiful woman is valuable, but appetite is equally important.

Meng Qinghe hesitated to speak, but Shen Xuan didn't seem to notice, picked up the silver jug, and poured the clear liquor into the golden cup.

In the gurgling sound, the aroma of wine floated into his nose.

Holding the wine cup with slender and fair fingers, he brought it to his lips. Meng Qinghe's eyes moved accordingly, watching the light-colored lips become moist, the dark eyes stained with a smile, and the roots of his ears began to heat up.

Inadvertently, or on purpose?

I wanted to say something, but my mind went blank, my chin was suddenly raised, my body was forced to lean forward, and my lips were soft.The clear wine slid into the mouth and entered the throat, with a sweetness that had never been experienced before, it instantly turned into a ball of fire and ignited in the stomach.

What a strong wine!

With a bang, Meng Qinghe blushed.

In his previous life, he was considered a hero of the wine country, not to mention keeping a thousand cups poured, but in this life, he really doesn't have this ability.

Less than half a glass of wine is already on the top.

It's just that I don't know if it's the wine or the way I drink is wrong.

One mouthful, another mouthful.

The wine cup was empty, it was Shen Xuan who was drinking, and it was Meng Qinghe who was drunk.

The jaw was released, Meng Qinghe shook his head instinctively, and patted his cheek hard.No, still dizzy.

Shen Xuan supported his chin with one hand, lifted the silver jug, and poured a cup of wine, "I have injuries on my body, so I shouldn't drink too much."

Meng Qinghe patted his cheek again, and looked at Shen Xuan, so?

"I can only taste the taste." Wiping the corner of his lips with his fingers, his eyes softened with a smile, "It is indeed a good wine."

Meng Qinghe: "..."

Is he having a problem with his comprehension or just really drunk?

Isn't this guy teasing him?really not?

"Twelve Lang's alcohol capacity is not very good." Shen Xuan picked up the wine cup and took another sip, and leaned over to feed it into Meng Qinghe's mouth, "You still need to have a certain amount of alcohol in the army."

Meng Qinghe didn't speak, pretending that he was drunk, he grabbed Shen Xuan's neckline with both hands, and blocked him back.

capacity for liquor?To hell!

The smile in the black eyes deepened, and the big hand clasped the back of Meng Qinghe's head, his fingers ran through the hair, and the smell of wine filled the air.

Outside the tent, the soldiers of the Yanshan guards were scrambling for the last few pieces of barbecue. Inside, Meng Qinghe was completely drunk.When Shen Xuan let go, he could hardly even pick up the chopsticks.

"Open your mouth."

Responding instinctively, I was fed a bite of food in my mouth, it was a little cold, but the taste was very good.

Seeing Meng Qinghe like this, a trace of understanding and interest flashed across Shen Xuan's face.Holding Meng Qinghe's chin with his big hand, he pecked it again. This kind of wine is really good.

Meng Tongzhi was drunk by Commander Shen and had no dreams all night.

When he woke up in the morning, he was alone on the bed.Thinking of Dr. Liu's advice last night, my head hurts.

Fortunately, Commander Shen is really very human, with amazing resilience, neither fever nor wounds worsened, and when he opened the curtain, his whole body was refreshed, which was actually better than Meng Qinghe's spirit.

"Have a headache?"

Covering his forehead with his big hand, Meng Qinghe honestly admitted that it was indeed a headache.

Squeezing his forehead, although he was drunk, Shen Xuan did not forget the thing about drinking him. Thinking of what happened last night, Meng Twelve Lang's head hurt even more.

It seems that he doesn't know enough about the nobles of the Ming Dynasty, especially the true character of a certain second generation of Hou, which is still waiting to be discovered.