The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

In the early years of Emperor Zhu's reign, his ambition was not to govern the country. Jurchen got this opportunity to cultivate her own tribal power for ten years. I thought that Zhu Yuanxi's prosperity would no longer be, but I didn't expect that Emperor Zhu was not as they thought, and there was that damn Xichang leader Together with the twelve regiments under his command, they completely shattered Jurchen's calculations.

The army returned to the court, Li Guoliang and other three generals rode high horses to lead the army, and Wang Wanyi was in the chariot behind. The soldiers returned to the capital after more than half a year at a uniform pace.

The people all over the city lined the road with joy and joy, and wooden signs reading "Welcome the Great Ming Soldiers" were hung in front of every house.

"Jin'er! Shao Jin! It's my mother!"

In the crowd, Mrs. Dai stretched out her arm in the crowd, and the handkerchief in her hand was swinging against the wind.

Dressed in brocade silk and jade clothes, the elegance and luxury are out of place among this group of ordinary people.

"Ma'am! Slow down! Wait for your husband!" Mrs. Dai trotted behind and wanted to keep up with Mrs. Dai, but because there were too many people around, she dodged from left to right.

"Mother! Father!" Dai Shaojin heard his mother's voice in the chariot, he opened the door, and the moment he saw his parents, big tears fell from his eyes one by one.

Dai Shaojin got out of the car and ran towards Mrs. Dai, and the mother and son hugged each other excitedly.

"Dai Shaojin, do you have any missing arms or legs, you little bastard?"

"Show mom, this little face has lost three circles of weight!" Mrs. Dai caressed Dai Shaojin's face. After staying in Liaodong for more than half a year, Dai Shaojin's soft and smooth face was also stained with wind and frost, making it more angular.

Master Dai also stepped forward and patted Dai Shaojin on the shoulder and said with moist eyes. "It's good to be back! Your mother and father haven't been able to eat well or sleep well in the past six months. They go to Folu Temple to pray to gods and worship Buddha every day. Now that our daughter-in-law comes back safely, I have to go to the temple to fulfill my vows!"

In the distance, Li suddenly came striding forward, and behind him were officials from various ministries, dressed in fresh clothes and tall hats, with windy feet, elegant and elegant, showing the stability of a mature man in his [-]s.

"Prime Minister Li!" Li Guoliang dismounted to greet him, and all the officers and soldiers also saluted in unison.

"I am following His Majesty's orders and waiting for the soldiers and Mr. Wang to return to the capital. Your Majesty will clean up the dust for the generals in the Hall of Supreme Harmony." Li suddenly walked in front of the chariot, his voice as calm as water.

"Excuse me, Prime Minister Li." Wang Wanyi raised the curtain of the car and was sitting on the chariot seat. The officials behind Li suddenly saw Wang Wanyi lower their heads.

Wang Wanyi didn't get out of the car, just cupped her hands and smiled. "Prime Minister Li, have you tasted the persimmon that His Majesty rewarded you last time? Is it delicious?"

No matter what Li Ranran said, he was a top-notch one, and Wang Zheng's official position should be to get out of the car and salute Li Ranran. He used to be polite and considerate when he ordered, but this time Wang Wan didn't care.

Back in the palace, Zhu Zhaoyan was very happy with the holy face after the victory of the battle, and awarded officials and ranks to those who made meritorious deeds.

Li Guoliang guarded the border for several years and made him a marquis for military exploits, Dai Shaojin was promoted to the fifth rank, Wang Zheng also fulfilled his promise to the soldiers, and those who captured thirty heads of the enemy on the battlefield would keep him a brocade coat.

Because the power is already at its peak, Wang Zheng can only increase the food salary, just because he is a eunuch, and granting him a marquis will only become the laughing stock of Ming Dynasty and even the whole world.

Time is running short, and the celebration banquet will be held together with the banquet for the envoys before they rest, Zhu Zhaoyan can really save trouble and slap him in the face of Jin Guo.

However, the journey of the Kingdom of Jin was quite fast. As soon as the Ming army returned to Beijing, the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin arrived in Daming on the third day.

The Kingdom of Jin seemed to be seriously injured, and each of the three major tribes actually sent an envoy.

The banquet was lively, the sound of qin and music was endless, the civil and military officials of all officials spoke happily, and the atmosphere between the monarch and his ministers was harmonious and harmonious.

Wang Wanyi was sitting beside Zhu Zhaoyan. From the perspective of the ministers in the audience, it was His Majesty who gave Wang Zheng such a great honor because he only rewarded Wang Zheng with food in case the admiral would be unhappy. Their Majesty is pampering Wang Wanyi, a stray dog.

He is serious on the surface, but he is doing some unserious things in private.

"Still angry?" Zhu Zhaoyan took Wang Wanyi's hand and shook it under the table, with a slightly coquettish tone. "Don't move your chopsticks anyway, I specially asked the imperial dining room to cook your favorite snacks."

Wang Zheng was holding chopsticks in his right hand, but this was the first time he lost his appetite after seeing delicious food and wine. "How dare I, it's just that I don't feel comfortable anywhere."

Zhu Zhaoyan nodded thoughtfully, then said softly. "Why don't you feel comfortable? Come and tell me, and I will come to Wang Zheng to help you out?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Dai Shaojin writes letters every day, and it's just a little annoying to read the obscene words written to him by Mr. Song next to my ear." Wang Wanyi said, glancing at Zhu Zhaoyan secretly.

For more than half a year at the border, even Song Shixuan knew to send letters to Dai Shaojin every day, sometimes one letter, sometimes two letters, it was the damn two letters that made Wang Wan feel annoyed.

Every time he thought that the second letter was given to him by the little emperor, his eyes were like an oil lamp, lighting up and dimming, and hope burning and going out.

Military news came and went three times a day, and then Dai Shaojin no longer dared to read letters in front of him.

"The minister is monitoring the military situation at the border for His Majesty. Maybe His Majesty is hugging your harem's three thousand warm and fragrant nephrites in the palace on a high bed and soft pillow. He is very happy."

"I didn't know, Wang Zheng, that you have clairvoyance, and you knew that I was so happy to hold my harem."

Wang Wanyi pulled out the finished hand from Zhu Zhaoyan's hand and puffed her face. "Yes, after all, what I like is autumn, and what you like is spring."

Zhu Zhaoyan smiled softly, took Wang Wanyi's hand again patiently, and whispered softly in Wang Wanyi's ear. "Farmers sow seeds in early spring, and they will harvest in autumn. I like to sow seeds at your place every night, plow and fill the soil, and only when the soil is moist after watering will sprouts and fruit. Therefore, I like spring."

"Wang Wanyi, I miss you very much."

"So, I have been guarding the vacant room for Wang Du you alone for half a year, how will Wang Du plan to compensate me?"

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the cloud sleeves of countless dancers are waving. Under the dancer's twirling gauze are delicate dancing shoes embroidered with lotus flowers wrapping her showy feet. The cloud sleeves are waved, and the gorgeous peonies blooming on her head brighten the entire palace banquet. .

Contrary to the joy of the officials, the two Jurchen envoys were all pale, except for one.

This envoy is more majestic than the other two envoys, with a figure like a bear and arms like tiger claws. He blinked his small eyes and wandered around the dancers performing songs and dances on the round stage, with a strong beard on his lips. The obscene laughter that came out of his mouth couldn't stop shaking.

The two envoys beside him seemed to be very respectful to him, and they kept looking at him and doing things.

Zhu Zhaoyan spoke to the Jurchen envoy. "How are the people of the Jurchen tribe?"

The Jurchen Haixi envoy was a little unhappy after hearing Zhu Zhaoyan's words, and said, "Why don't you ask me, King Jin, that a prince of the Kingdom of Jin died in the battle, or how many soldiers our Kingdom of Jin lost in this battle? How about asking those lowly people first?"

Zhu Zhaoyan smiled lightly, and instead of answering the envoy's question, he turned his head and waved to Wynn beside him. "Wynn."

Wynn read the imperial decree aloud to the ministers. "Due to the war between the two sides, the people of our Celestial Dynasty and the Jurchen people of the Jin Kingdom were in turmoil. In order to show our celestial dynasty's compassion and compassion, and our Lord's benevolent heart, the Jin Kingdom and our Tianchao horse market are not closed. The Jin Kingdom's salary is the same. To appease, give silver, silk, and tea every year."

There are not only Jurchen, but also other foreign enemies. Frequent wars not only waste people and money, but also give other enemies an opportunity to take advantage of.

"My Kingdom of Jin sent foreign ministers to your country not only to discuss peace, but the Lord of the Kingdom of Jin asked Ming Emperor to return the head of the third prince Xiu of the Kingdom of Jin to our Kingdom of Jin."

"This head is the third prince of the Kingdom of Jin, not an ordinary soldier. The Lord of the Kingdom of Jin wants to give the third prince a complete state burial."

Taking the head of an enemy general on the battlefield means that the two armies kill the enemy's general or chief general, cut off the head, and hang it for public display. enemy

As soon as these words came out, Li Guoliang slapped the table angrily and said angrily. "If you come to ask for your head and we send it back to you, then tomorrow Jin Guo will come to ask for Lao Tzu's head. Is Lao Tzu going to send it to you too!"

"General Li!" Zhu Zhaoyan snapped.

"Let's not mention this, today is not only to entertain a few envoys from the Kingdom of Jin, but also a celebration banquet for our army. It is not appropriate to discuss these things. I have also arranged a wonderful program for several envoys. An official named Chou'er is good at performing humorous dramas, why not let Chou'er come to entertain the banquet tonight, we might as well discuss this matter later."

This matter is related to the country, and neither agreed nor refused.

Chou'er has been waiting for a long time, this time his dress is different from last time, the clothes on his body are ragged, his face has been turned into a big tabby cat by carbon ashes, his hair is messed up, if you don't know where he is coming The performers in the hall thought he was really a beggar who broke into the palace.

Wang Wanyi frowned, he had seen this ugly boy twice, but he still didn't know what this ugly boy really looked like.

Chou'er came to the stage with a bow and a hunchback. Although the tattered clothes were covered with black mud, if they were washed clean, they would be able to see that the tattered clothes were Jin Bing's inner clothes.

He was holding a broken bowl in his hand, one foot was wearing a shoe and the other was bare, the shoe had a big hole in it, his big toe moved, and the sole of the shoe fell off when he lifted his foot half.

The funny movements made the Jurchen envoys also draw their eyes to him.

"Hahahaha!" The majestic man laughed loudly when he saw Chou'er's face.

That laughter seemed to be mocking the dirty, disgusting and ugly appearance of all the Ming people in Daming territory being ugly on stage.

He babbled some Jin Guo dialect that they didn't understand, the voice was so loud that everyone present could hear it.

Wang Wanyi and Zhu Zhaoyan looked at each other, they both became suspicious of this man.

He was different from these envoys in stature, and his temperament was also different. From the beginning to the end, the man did not speak a word. The envoys were all proficient in Chinese, but this man seemed to have no knowledge of Chinese at all.

Just from the respectful attitude of other envoys towards this man, it can basically be concluded that this man's true identity should not be an envoy of Jin Guojuzhen.

"He is the prince of King Jin." Wang Wanyi said softly to Zhu Zhaoyan beside him.

He had seen Wanyanxiu's head, and he only glanced at it that day, but now it seems that Wanyanxiu does have a three-point resemblance to this man.