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Chapter 573 The Envoy to Seoul

"In three months, the thirteenth daughter-in-law will also give birth. When his affairs in Liaodong are finished, you can let him come back."

"Over at Jinling, it won't delay anything if I go a little later."

The queen said these words simply because she missed her son, because strictly speaking she only had this one son, and of course to the emperor The same is true.

"It's up to you," the emperor replied.

While the emperor and empress were enjoying their leisure time in the village, the prince, who had just returned to the East Palace, received the eunuch sent by the emperor.

Zhu Jingyuan knew that he had lost when he learned that Old Thirteen had intervened in North Korea's affairs and that his methods were more domineering and arrogant, but was still approved by the emperor.

But he knew that in the face of such a situation, he could only lose this way unless he completely abandoned the opinions of the civil servants.

He can suppress the Bachelor of the East Palace, but he must give appropriate respect to the opinions put forward by the Six Ministries and Nine Ministers. He really does not want to offend these people.

After the eunuch who delivered the message left, Zhu Jingyuan threw the chapter memorial to the ground and said angrily, "How can I improve it?"

After spending more than half a month together, Among them, Zhu Jinghong's profound and extensive knowledge really left a deep impression on Baoqin.

Beside her, Zhen Qin and Nuo Min took their seats respectively, listening and serving Zhu Jinghong to eat and drink.

He has been in Jinzhou for a long time, and he has basically understood the Jinling Navy. He can leave at any time. Now he is waiting for news.

"You said"

"My good sister, you are here. The king is busy with official duties, and I don't even have anyone to talk to when you are away." Zhen Qin actually stood up and came to see her. welcome.

Before Zhu Jinghong greeted him, he heard Nuo Min shouting, "Sister Qin, you are late today."

"Today is the Ghost Festival, and the family has to worship ancestors, so there is a delay." "It's time, sister, don't blame me," Bao Qin replied straightforwardly.

"Thirteenth brother, you are really embarrassing me"

Zhu Jinghong wanted to answer directly, but when he thought about his time travel, he swallowed the answer. Went back.

Although the beauty was by his side, Zhu Jinghong was not very happy because Baoqin did not come today.

That girl is extremely beautiful, and she is very eye-catching to be around. Now that she is gone, Zhu Jinghong naturally misses her.

"What's wrong?" Yuanchun walked in.

Nuo Min snorted coldly, and instead of getting up to greet him like Zhen Qin, he took the initiative to hand Zhu Jinghong an orange.

In the inner house of Xue Mansion, Zhu Jinghong was sitting under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, listening to Zhang Xiaoyue singing softly.

At this time, Zhu Jinghong made several moves, and Baoqin left Zhen Qin to greet him.

Zhu Jingyuan also smiled, and then said, "I'll talk to you later."

When Yuan Chun left, Zhu Jingyuan started writing. This time he didn't plan to find anyone. People discuss.

Zhen Qin knowsThe other party wanted to anger her and make her lose points in front of Zhu Jinghong, so she would never be fooled.

The prince sighed. He was grateful for Yuanchun's encouragement, but he understood that these words were meaningless.

The prince praised Zhu Jinghong and gave up his errands. This made Zhu Xianming think more highly of him and he was in a better mood.

“My father had already allowed me to play the part about Korea, but my thirteenth brother also came up with a performance, and my father also agreed to his method, and also asked me to improve it. Policy"

Yuan Chun's words made Zhu Jingyuan feel suddenly enlightened, so much so that he stood up with excitement and directly hugged his wife into his arms.

Fortunately, Baoqin did not disappoint him today. After Zhang Xiaoyue finished singing, she jumped into the inner house.

Feeling the prince's love, Yuanchun felt that this life was enough, so he continued, "The most important thing for Your Highness is to guard against Lao Liu and to stabilize the court."

"I don't know" Zhu Jinghong replied frankly.

"I can't ask you to come over if nothing happens," Zhu Jinghong said with a smile.

"If you know something, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. Brother-in-law, you can say you don't know it so calmly. This is the virtue of a saint." Baoqin couldn't help but praise.

"Alas"

"They all say that the Ghost Festival is a ghost festival, and there are really ghosts in this world." Bao Qin looked curious.

"I know that it must have been my mother's plea that my father saved face for me and did not directly reject my countermeasures."

I agree with Zhu Jinghong's imperial edict to deal with North Korean affairs. , ran for twelve consecutive days before arriving in Jinzhou.

As soon as he finished writing, he immediately ordered someone to deliver the letter to the palace. The emperor received the memorial during dinner.

According to the words, Bao Qin came to Zhu Jinghong and said; "Brother-in-law, you know everything. I have something to ask you."

Seeing the extreme loss of the prince, Yuan Chun leaned over He stood beside him, and then said, "Don't worry, you will always be the prince. Although Old Thirteen has some abilities, he can't threaten you."

After a few moments of silence, Yuanchun said, "Your Majesty has asked you to reconsider." As a countermeasure, why don't you just go up to the table and praise the thirteenth brother? On the one hand, it shows that you love your brother, on the other hand, it also allows the thirteenth brother to accept your affection, and on the other hand, you can take the opportunity to escape."

Zhen Qin also has a name. "Qin" is the word, so Nuo Min looked at Zhen Qin at this moment, with a joking look on his face.

"I know this"

"Brother-in-law, you have something to give me"

For the first time, Zhu Jingyuan felt resentful towards Zhu Jinghong.

July 15th is the Hungry Ghost Festival.

"Since Your Highness knows, I won't bother you," Yuanchun responded with a smile.

So in her heart, Zhu Jinghong is not only handsome and brave, but also has first-class broad knowledge.

To be honest, in the little girl’s heart, she already admires her brother-in-law.

"Girl, how can I, an ignorant person like me, be a saint?"

At this time Zhen Qin also interjected, "My lord, you are of high character."Jie, he is a saint-like figure."

Seeing that both of them complimented him, Zhu Jinghong immediately asked, "Who is more beautiful, me or Duke Xu in the north of the city?"

Whether Zhen Qin or Bao Qin , and even Nuo Min, who came from the grassland, knew the story of "Xu Gong in the North of the City"

In this situation, Zhu Jinghong asked such a sentence, which made several people present smile knowingly, except Zhang Xiaoyue. I don’t understand what it means.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoyue has found her position and has been serving Zhu Jinghong well, so she was fully recognized so she didn’t panic when Zhu Jinghong was with a few girls. While chatting, the emperor's order arrived, so Zhu Jinghong and others had to greet him immediately.

After the eunuch read out the order, Zhu Jinghong looked calm, but he was actually happy.

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He finally had a legitimate reason to continue to stay in Liaodong without becoming a pawn in the struggle between the fourth and the sixth.

After receiving the order, Zhu Jinghong immediately ordered Zhang Lin to let him go. The Liaodong Governor made a trip to recruit all the elite guards.

He planned to invite the King of Korea to a banquet, so he naturally had to make preparations before he could continue to do his own thing.

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"You guys are having fun, I'll leave now if I have something else to do"

Zhu Jinghong left, and the remaining women had nothing to say in common, so they left each other after being polite. < /p>

Bao Qin was different. She was bolder and entered Zhu Jinghong's study.

Then she saw Zhu Jinghong frowning and thinking hard. Brother-in-law, what are you thinking about?" Bao Qin asked proactively.

At first, Zhu Jinghong was scratching his head and scratching his head and felt very uncomfortable, but Bao Qin's arrival relieved his symptoms. After all, beautiful women are always pleasing to the eye.

"I want to write a letter, but I just haven't figured out how to write it."

"What letter to write?"

"Invitation to the banquet"

Bao Qin is already thinking hard , and asked "Who are you inviting?"

Zhu Jinghong replied, "King of North Korea, Li Shuo"

"Ah" Bao Qin was shocked

She didn't expect that Zhu Jinghong would invite such a big shot. After all, North Korea is so large, and Li Shuo is the owner of that land.

But Baoqin thought about it and realized that her brother-in-law was the Prince of Ming Dynasty. , inviting a Korean king to the banquet is definitely not an insult.

Rising from his chair, Zhu Jinghong walked to Bao Qin and said, "Since you are here, write a letter for me." , just say that I have a national treasure of the Ming Dynasty, and I want to invite the leader of North Korea to see it."

"What national treasure is the national treasure?" Baoqin's attention is here.

Baoqin straightened out Zhu Jinghong put the hairpin in his hair and said with a smile, "You will know when the time comes. Hurry up and write a letter for me."

The close contact between the two really made Baoqin's heart beat fast, so she immediately She replied, "I'm going to write a letter right now."

Then she twisted her slender waist and walked away from Zhu Jinghong, bringing a scent of fragrance to the back of the desk, and then dipped her pen inWrite in ink.

The letter was written quickly, and Zhu Jinghong appointed Yu Hai to deliver the letter, and Chen Yuntai led the team to escort him to North Korea.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Early in the morning, Zhu Jinghong was sitting in his study, drinking tea and reading the latest newspaper.

Only then did he know that the fourth brother recommended him to deal with North Korea, that the situation in the northwest was getting more and more anxious, and that the sixth brother had made so much money in Jinling

The Di newspaper was rich in content , which allows people to quickly understand the affairs of the court, and basically all scholar-bureaucrats and officials have it.

"Your Majesty, there are visitors outside, and they are all Jurchens."

"Jurchens" Zhu Jinghong became even more excited.

"Who are they?"

"Ye He Ming'en of Ye He's tribe, and those of Huan Xi's tribe"

Only after listening to the eunuch's introduction, Zhu Jinghong discovered These were old acquaintances, so he ordered, "Let them wait in the study outside."

"Yes"

After reading the newspaper, Zhu Jinghong got up and walked to the study outside. .

People like Ye Hemingen grew up on horses, and they all have a tough temperament.

The girls serving in the room all hid far away, for fear of being stained by the spit of these people.

In this way, Ye Hemingen and others shouted loudly for more than ten minutes before Zhu Jinghong appeared outside the door of the outer study room.

At the door, Zhu Jinghong had his hands behind his back and his eyes were deep and serious.

As the first person in the room discovered him, the noise at the scene suddenly stopped.

If the Jurchens are ferocious beasts, then Zhu Jinghong is the Arhat who subdues the dragon and subdues the tiger. He only needs to sacrifice himself to be able to run away at a young age.

"The prince has finally met you"

At this step, Ye Hemingen took the lead, and then the others came to greet him separately.

"Kowtow to the Prince"

"Your Majesty, we finally found you"

Ye He Ming'en is from the Jurchen Ye He tribe, and the others are from Haixi, Hada Tribe and Suksu Hu Tribe

In the previous northwest battle, these tribes all sent troops and made a lot of money from the battle, so they were all grateful to Zhu Jinghong.

So when they learned that Zhu Jinghong was coming to Liaodong, these people got together in order to make a special trip to see him.

Signing everyone to get up, Zhu Jinghong walked to the room and said, "Why are you here? Is it possible that you don't plan to go to the northwest this year because you have earned enough money?"

"Your Majesty, where is the money?" I have earned enough, but the war situation in the northwest is unfavorable now, so I have not sent troops yet."

Just kidding, everyone is here to win the war and make money, not to shed blood, Ye Hemingen answered directly.

Zhu Jinghong did not delve into this, because he already had his own ideas and needed to make use of these people in front of him.

"Since you are here, why not hang out for a few more days, there will be distinguished guests coming, and I will have some good things for you to see"

"That distinguished guest?" Ye Hemingen couldn't help but ask.

"You will know when the time comes."

Before Ye Hemingen could ask any more questions, Zhu Jinghong spoke first, "Now how many troops can your various ministries bring out?"

"Right now, your ministries may have a shortage of food this winter."

Although I don't know what Zhu Jinghong is trying to do, everyone is aware of his concern, so they all pat their chests to express their loyalty and are willing to follow Zhu Jinghong. A northwest wave.

So at the end of the chat, it became a moment of remembrance for this group of people. Everyone was talking about the Northwest War last year and how tragic their own participation in the war was.

Of course, in the process of bragging and spanking, everyone could not help but praise Zhu Jinghong and bluntly said that with him, victory is guaranteed.

Sure enough, people’s hearts can be manipulated. Even the foreign vassals think so. This shows how wise and powerful I must be among the Beijing camp and the guards.

Thinking of this, Zhu Jinghong felt more and more comfortable. , and have a little more confidence in the future.

As for Yu Hai, after seven days of traveling, they finally arrived in Seoul, which is the capital of North Korea.

"This country is really too poor, and the capital is so scary for the people."

Hearing Yu Hai's complaints, Chen Yuntai, who was sitting opposite him, said, "North Korea It's a small country, but it can't compare to the vastness and richness of our Ming Dynasty, so the national power is so weak."

"I will go directly to the palace in a moment," Yu Hai asked.

Chen Yuntai replied, "Show us your credentials and identity, and they won't embarrass us."

Don't look at his serious answer. In fact, he has never tried it and he doesn't even know the Koreans. Do you recognize it or not.

Soon, the group of them stopped at the entrance of the palace, and then they were driven away by the guards who came.

"We are the envoys of the Ming Dynasty," Chen Yuntai angrily shouted, and took advantage of the situation to show his own cards.

North Koreans may not be able to speak Chinese, but men can basically understand everything, so they recognized the words "Jinyiwei" and "Beizhen Fusi".

Even abroad, these guards know what it means to be the Jin Yiwei North Town Fusi.

But first, they had to confirm the authenticity of the waistband, so they collected the waistband and let their superiors decide.

As a result, Chen Yuntai, Yu Hai and a group of more than 20 people waited at the entrance of the palace for a quarter of an hour before seeing a North Korean official appear.

"It is really a sin for us to neglect the envoys of the Celestial Dynasty when they arrive." North Korean officials were extremely humble. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558

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