you are unspeakable

Emperor Mingde sat upright, and kneeling beside him was a young man with red eyes.

"How should I trust you?" Emperor Mingde waved his hand, and Zhong Sheng, who was waiting on the side, hurried forward to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the carpet, so as not to cut anyone.

"Your Majesty, sending Song Jing to the northern border is a certificate of honor from the minister."

"So what if he's gone? Song Zhe holds half a tiger talisman in his hand, and there is a plaque in his mansion that was bestowed by the ancestor Gao. Song Jing switched with you, he went to the northern border, you stay, Song Zhe will definitely use the Tiger Talisman to send more troops to protect him for his son's safety, so that he will be more useful than you in guarding the Changting, and it will also make Shibang less After worrying about the future, there are advantages and disadvantages. If I let Song Jing go, Song Zhe can find a way to force me to let him come back. No one in the court knows that I have no support from my mother's family, and second, I have gaps with many former court officials Three, I don’t want to marry the daughter of a nobleman. Over the years, through the military examination, many young people have been selected one after another, but the foundation is weak, how can I resist it.” Emperor Mingde sighed after finishing speaking. Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly expressed his predicament. Since he ascended the throne, except for his close friend Liu Shibang, he has never said this to anyone.

When Emperor Mingde was a prince, he was different from other princes. He never coveted the throne. He just wanted to be an idle prince all his life. His mother was just the daughter of a merchant. The prince and his brother get along well, and originally thought that this would be the end of their life, but at the age of 16, he was given a severe lesson, which made him hurt so much and lost his mother, that's why he took this position by any means.

I don't know if it was his good luck or the other princes' bad luck, but in the year when he made up his mind to become emperor, several princes had sudden illnesses and died within a month, and the rest of his mother's family was about his age. The powerless fourth prince, the two fought for two years, and finally he was more ruthless and won.

I thought that by sitting in this position, I could realize my ambition and avenge my mother's shame.

It was only when he sat in this position that he realized what kind of weak dynasty the former emperor left him.

Veterans and nobles hold great power, and all kinds of roots are majestic and complicated. Even if he uses imperial power to suppress, expand the military, levy corvee, and make it clear that he will go to war with foreign countries, those veterans will just stand aside and watch from the sidelines.

They just waited for their own emperor to be wrong and couldn't go on, begging for mercy, and obeying their hypocrisy and appearance of not reforming or expanding.

Use women and kisses in exchange for the appearance of peace without war.

A bunch of cowardly, rotten people.

"Your Majesty, why do we have to fight against them?" Song Cui chuckled, "Your Majesty acts openly and aboveboard, emphasizing love and justice, but they may not."

Emperor Mingde lowered his head and stared at him for a long time.

"Every decision made by Your Majesty these years seems to be tyrannical and does not care about people's livelihood, but after every decision, it is the result of His Majesty's countless considerations. They only know the troubles in front of them, but they don't know it," Song Cui looked extremely serious: "Da Changruo If you don't straighten your spine, one day you will be treated as fat on the plate by Changting Shuhai, waiting to scrape it off."

Emperor Mingde's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hand to hold Song Cui's arm, as if he had found a confidant, and said excitedly: "Song Qing understands me."

"Your Majesty, I would like to hold the sword in your Majesty's hand, and the shield in front of your Majesty." Song Cui knelt down on his knees: "I have nothing in the capital, and I have torn skins with Song Taiwei. Everything in the future will be given by Your Majesty." , Your life is only reserved for Your Majesty." After finishing speaking, Song Cui took out something from his sleeve and offered it with both hands: "This flute is a secret treasure of Changting. The long court spies."

Emperor Ming De stretched out his hand to hold the piccolo in Song Cui's hand and looked at it for a while, then put it back in Song Cui's hand, and he stood up and helped Song Cui up himself.Taking a step back, he looked Song Cui up and down, and suddenly smiled: "The five-year-old boy back then has grown up so much now, I still remember that you were sallow and thin, like a pitiful little boy, look, you are taller than me now .”

After listening to Emperor Mingde's words, Song Cui smiled mischievously: "I eat a lot of food every day in Minzi, and every day I want to grow tall and strong, so that I can protect Your Majesty when I see you again."

Emperor Mingde reached out and closed Song Cui's hand, holding the piccolo in his hand together with him: "The commander of my imperial guards, please protect me well."

"Sir, never give up."

"Okay," Emperor Mingde let go of his hand, with a smile in his eyes: "Put that thing of yours away well, since it's so important, don't lose it, I'm tired after talking about it for so long, Zhong Sheng, prepare the meal."

"Your Majesty, Commander Song," Zhong Sheng came in from the outside room with a smile, and when Song urged to take out the piccolo, he went to the outside room knowingly, and just now he heard Emperor Ming De call him, and then came: "The meal will be prepared early That's it, just wait for His Majesty to finish discussing with Commander Song."

"Very good, Song Cui..." Emperor Mingde suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at him: "Did you take the words?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, the chief minister is in the countryside. If it wasn't for my aunt seeing the minister taking pity on him, or even having trouble reading and writing, I didn't pick up the characters."

Emperor Mingde smiled: "It's okay, I'll get one for you."

Emperor Mingde was in high spirits, not in the mood to eat, and walked to the desk in a few steps, Song Cui went up to serve the pen and ink with great eyesight.

Emperor Mingde asked Song Cui before writing, "Is there any favorite character?"

Song Cui thought for a while, wanted to open his mouth, but looked very hesitant.

"Just now you were impassioned and unafraid of life and death in front of me, why don't you dare to say it now?" Emperor Ming De joked.

Song Cui blushed a little, and said: "Your Majesty first forgives the crime of disrespect, and then I dare to speak."

Emperor Mingde laughed loudly when he heard the words: "You, you, I have forgiven you countless times of disrespect since the first time I saw you, otherwise how could you still stand here with your life? Tell me, Commander Song, this Why would you be ashamed?"

Song Cui also smiled, and then he said very piously: "Since I was five years old, I love Shenzi the most."

Emperor Ming De was stunned for a moment.

Before Emperor Mingde ascended the throne, he was conferred the title of Prince of the County, named Shen.

However, he took part in the battle for the throne after only a few days as the King of Shenjun.

After ascending the throne, Emperor Mingde took charge of the government and took decisive measures. He got into trouble with many old officials, and some people made a fuss about the title given to him by the former emperor, saying that the word Shen was given wrongly, and that he should be given the word arrogant.

When Emperor Mingde heard this, he was furious and punished severely, and then he stopped.

Others only thought that Emperor Mingde was dissatisfied with ministers talking about him before he ascended the throne, but they didn't know that the word "Shen" was a title chosen for him by his mother and concubine long ago.

I can't tolerate being humiliated by others.

"You know what you're talking about." Emperor Mingde's face turned cold.

"I know," Song urged, "Since my mother was killed, I always remind myself to be cautious."

"Okay," Emperor Mingde picked up his pen, thinking to himself, it turned out that he had misunderstood him.

The first word written is loyalty.

The second word is cautious.