Feng Yuan thought of the past, and there was someone like him on the other side of the palace.
Standing on the edge of the school field, looking at Zhu Jinghong with his bow and arrow aimed at the target a hundred steps away, Jia Yucun's thoughts also drifted back to five years ago.
At that time, he had just arrived as the magistrate of Yingtian. It was under this palace wall that he was almost shot to death by Zhu Jinghong with an arrow.
Perhaps it was because of that arrow that he got involved with Zhu Jinghong.
In just five years, he was promoted from the prefect of Yingtian to the deputy envoy of Jinling, then to the chief envoy, and now to the governor!
Every step of the way depends on the support of Zhu Jinghong, who is the most noble person in his life.
Thinking of this, Jia Yucun looked to the left. Zheng Xianlin and Gu Jin were also there.
These two people were destined to die, but they turned the corner and then prospered, and they also relied on His Highness's support... Jia Yucun secretly sighed.
While Jia Yucun was thinking, he heard He Gujin's voice coming from his side: "Hit again...a hundred steps away, right in the target's eye. I really don't know how your highness practiced!"
zheng , There is no one in the world who can compare!"
When they said this, the three of them smiled and said nothing.
To be honest, the conversation between the three of them was considered reserved compared with the generals who were accompanying them on the field.
The admirals, lieutenants, commanders, commanders, and colleagues who were present... They really exhausted all they had learned and flattered them to the sky.
They are so fawning and flattering, and they are suspected of forming cliques for personal gain. Aren't they afraid of being accused by the Jin Yiwei?
Of course they are not afraid, because Jia Zhiping, the current Jinling Qianhu household in Beizhen Fusi, is following Zhu Jinghong with a teacup, looking more like a slave than the eunuchs around him.
"Your Majesty, please use tea!"
After taking the cup, Zhu Jinghong took a sip, and then praised: "I didn't expect that Jia Qianhu can not only handle cases, but also make tea." Your skills are not bad!"
Jia Zhiping replied: "In addition to official duties, I usually like to drink tea, and I have some knowledge in it. Now I can serve the prince, and I have learned a lot!"
p>Hearing this, Zhu Jinghong burst out laughing, and other generals present also laughed. Of course, Jia Zhiping also laughed happily.
"Okay... I have to change my clothes, please help yourself!"
The dinner is a more formal occasion, so of course Zhu Jinghong has to change into formal clothes.
Everyone said goodbye to him. After Zhu Jinghong left, they each looked for their companions, and then went to Yunjin Hall together.
The place where Zhu Jinghong changed his clothes was in a palace behind Yunjin Hall. It was a heavily guarded and secluded place.
In the main hall, Daiyu was carefully looking at the ancient paintings in front of her, while Baoqin was looking at her at the side.
Although this is not the first time he has met Daiyu, Baoqin understands her well.Not much, and opportunities to be alone like this are even rarer.
Even Sister Baochai said she was a talented woman and praised her for her noble character, which is hard to find in the world. Is she really that good?
Bao Qin has suspicions in her heart. In her opinion, the sister in front of her is just good-looking, good-tempered, good-skilled, and good at doing things...that's all!
"Sister Baoqin, why do you always look at me?"
Baoqin denied it and quickly defended: "Who said I was looking at you!"
"Is there something written on my face?" Daiyu said with a smile.
"No words!" Baoqin denied again.
"What's that?"
Bao Qin did not remain passively defensive. She simply ignored Daiyu's question, but changed the subject and asked: "Sister Lin, this time Are you going to the capital?"
"Maybe!" Daiyu hesitated.
Bao Qin walked closer, picked up the jade carving on the desk, and then asked: "Sister Lin, what do you think... of my brother-in-law?"
I know this girl With no ill intentions, Daiyu asked: "What do you think of your brother-in-law? Is it worth entrusting him with his life?"
"Sister Lin...could it be you..."
Baoqin is very She was surprised. She didn't expect Daiyu to be so bold and not mean to hide it at all.
Daiyu went on to say: "Sister Baoqin, you are a 'brother-in-law', and you are so affectionate. I think... he is a person worth trusting. You can enter his palace and become a Concubine!"
This time it was about him, and he also spoke of what was on his mind. Baoqin blushed almost instantly.
Bao Qin is not an ordinary person. Although he is very shy at the moment, he can still organize a verbal counterattack.
"Sister Lin, please stop making fun of me, you should obviously enter Prince Xiang's Mansion!"
"I saw it all, when my brother-in-law looked at you Being affectionate is what we call deep love!"
"You girl, you are obviously talking about a big deal in your life, why did you drag me in!" Daiyu pretended to be angry.
Bao Qin looked aggrieved and said, "Sister Lin, your words make me sad. My sister really puts herself in your shoes!"
"Come on, come on. ...Sister Baoqin, let me tell you a secret!"
"What's the secret?" Baoqin looked confused, but still leaned in naturally.
"Of course..."
"See if I don't teach you a lesson..."
Daiyu suddenly got angry and scratched Baoqin's waist Suddenly, the latter exclaimed and turned around to hide. At the same time, he also stretched out his hands to defend himself.
The two of them were laughing and joking, and their relationship became much closer, and the atmosphere in the room was very harmonious.
In the end, the two of them were so exhausted that one sat on a chair and shook his head, while the other hid behind the bookshelf with his hands on his hips. They both looked at each other and laughed in embarrassment.
"What's so funny? Tell me!"
Zhu Jinghong's voice sounded at the right time,Then he walked into the temple.
"Thirteenth Master, your sister said she wants to..."
Seeing Daiyu hesitate to speak, Zhu Jinghong looked at Baoqin not far away, Asked: "What do you want?"
Bao Qin was not afraid. He picked up the teacup Daiyu had used and handed it to Zhu Jinghong and said, "I want to find a good girl for you!"
p>"Looking for a good girl?" Zhu Jinghong took the tea cup and didn't know why.
Walking around to Zhu Jinghong’s side, Baoqin was almost close to him, and the two looked quite affectionate.
"Of course...Sister Lin has the beauty of a country and a city, and her talent and learning are first-class. Can't she be considered a good girl?"
"Girl Qin... ...You..."
Seeing that Daiyu was about to come forward and grab her, Baoqin quickly hid behind Zhu Jinghong and said with a bright smile: "There's just one thing wrong...that's that you have a bad temper. Look at her..."
Seeing the quarrels around him, Zhu Jinghong was in a happy mood, so he took advantage of the chaos to grab Daiyu and Baoqin and said, "You guys are so noisy... why do you involve me? It's too much to come in!"
Daiyu said while breaking away: "She brought you into this, what does it have to do with me?"
"Brother-in-law, look at it. She is still so fierce now!" Baoqin hit the target at the right time.
Daiyu said angrily: "She is sowing discord, don't you care?"
"Oh~ It turns out she is sowing discord. It turns out that in Sister Lin's heart, she is more serious than my brother-in-law and I." We want to kiss you!"
It's always fun for little girls to bicker, and Zhu Jinghong smiles even more.
Being surrounded by flattery all day long makes him happy and painful at the same time. This situation has indeed a healing effect on him.
So much so that at this moment, he didn’t want to go to the celebration banquet, but instead played with the two lively girls.
As for the Yunjin Palace, the atmosphere gradually became serious as a group of civil and military officials arrived.
Everyone returned to their seats under the guidance of the emcee, and the voices among each other were extremely low.
Xue Pan was also at the banquet today. Logically speaking, he has a sixth-grade job and would not have the chance to appear here, but after all, he has another identity.
He is the princess's brother. Because of this relationship, he can sit with the Chief Secretary and the senior officials of the Inspectorate.
Soon the time came to Youzheng (six o'clock in the afternoon), which was also the time when the banquet was scheduled to start, but Zhu Jinghong did not arrive on time.
Everyone was a little surprised by this, but they didn't take it too seriously. After all, they had to wait for Zhu Jinghong to come.
Of course, there are so many people attending, and many people have different attitudes.
For example, among the civil servants and rural sages who make up the majority, some people are dissatisfied, but they will not say it out loud.
"Is there something else that happened that delayed His Highness?" Li Ziheng muttered in a low voice.
His guess is not unfounded, because a few days agoEnglish and French sent envoys, hoping that the Ming Dynasty would return part of the seaport to Spain.
With this kind of request, the two sides naturally broke up unhappy, so it is very likely that another dispute will occur at this time.
Li Ziheng would know that the reason why Zhu Jinghong was late was just for fun.
Feng Yuan listened carefully to Li Ziheng's guess. At this moment, the latter was looking at the core, where there were several governors and imperial envoys from the court.
Feng Yuan was deeply impressed by Jia Yucun in particular.
Although it was Hu Jinan who committed evil that day, Jia Yucun allowed it or even contributed to it, and Feng Yuan also felt like a mirror.
Later, Jia Yucun was promoted step by step and was considered by the court to be a capable official. However, Feng Yuan knew very well how many families had been destroyed and displaced behind his achievements.
Such people are more dangerous than corrupt officials like Hu Jinan, and Feng Yuan directly regards them as cancer.
"Brother Feng, are you listening?"
Li Ziheng's words pulled Feng Yuan out of his thoughts.
"I was distracted for a moment when I was thinking about trivial matters... It's really rude!" Feng Yuan apologized quickly.
"Is there something bothering you?"
"Not really, it's just at home..."
Using this topic, Feng Yuan chatted with Li Ziheng Get up, that's what most people here are doing.
About ten minutes later, Zhu Jinghong arrived belatedly, and then everyone stood up and saluted to greet him.
At this moment, Zhu Jinghong had put on his dragon robe and Yi Shan crown, and sat down on the main seat very casually.
"Excuse me, I came here to take care of some impromptu matters, so I'm late... Don't be offended!" Zhu Jinghong said with a smile.
Everyone laughed, and no one was dissatisfied at this time, because doing so would not cause much harm to Zhu Jinghong, but it would definitely bring disaster to himself.
"Everyone sit down, everyone sits down..."
"This time of victory over the barbarians, everyone looks up to the Holy One..."
There are many rules for banquets of this level. The first thing is to thank the emperor, then thank everyone present for their support, and then thank the soldiers for fighting the enemy...
In itself, this banquet is actually not very important, because many things need to be done before the banquet begins. , it was already discussed in private.
Zhu Jinghong has already sent the memorial to the capital asking for merit. Whether and how much the emperor will approve... depends on God's will.
The atmosphere at this banquet was relatively relaxed.
After completing the established rules, Zhu Jinghong did not just focus on drinking. Instead, he summoned the "opposition" present to speak, mainly civil servants and rural sages.
Zhu Jinghong knew that even if these people hated him for joining the company, they were extremely dissatisfied and would never support his rise to power.
But Zhu Jinghong still wanted to win over these people. To be precise, he wanted to show himself to these people and show his willingness to accept them.
As for whether these people will change their minds, Zhu Jinghong doesn’t have much hope.
And it was not just him who was busy at this celebration banquet. Others also took this opportunity to build relationships with classmates from the same hometown and the same year and reminisce about old friendships. The whole scene was very lively.
After an hour and a half, the banquet officially ended, and Zhu Jinghong was the first to leave.
Tonight he will not stay in the palace, but will go to his "rented" house, just to avoid suspicion.
Daiyu and Baoqin had already gone back first, waiting for him to come home with Yang Jingting.
It is now April, and Yang Jingting will give birth in May, so Zhu Jinghong plans to wait for another two months until Yang Jingting finishes her confinement and returns to Beijing.
During this period, he was able to handle Southeast affairs, especially the construction of the navy and the deployment of troops, as well as negotiations with the four countries of Britain, France, Portugal and Spain.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Zhu Jinghong was very busy every day. Fortunately, Daiyu and Baoqin were with him to relieve his boredom, which made his life comfortable.
On April 18, envoys from Britain and France arrived in Yingtian again, and another round of intense negotiations began.
In the end, under Zhu Jinghong’s tough stance, Britain, France and Portugal gave up helping the Spanish and temporarily agreed to the current power structure.
But Zhu Jinghong also realized that Ying and France were unconvinced and they might stir up trouble at any time.
Therefore, the Indian side must focus on it and ask Nanzhen Fusi to send more spies. If there is any situation, they can report it immediately.
After this incident passed, Zhu Jinghong was still very busy, but there was some bad news... Lao Liu was going back to Jinling.
With the defeat of the Spaniards, sea trade has gradually resumed. Lao Liu is also serving as the Municipal Shipping Department, so it is reasonable for him to come back to preside over related affairs.
Zhu Jinghong was very repulsive about this matter, because although this guy didn't accomplish enough, he could do more than enough to ruin him.
Zhu Jinghong was very annoyed about this, but before he had been annoyed for two days, a decree came from Beijing.
After borrowing the edict, Zhu Jinghong sat in the study room and looked at the imperial edict on the desk.
"Tell me to go back to Beijing..."
Unexpectedly, he just muttered, and before his buttocks were even hot, someone reported that another imperial envoy came to deliver the order.
About half an hour later, Zhu Jinghong sat in the study again. In front of him was a second imperial edict, the content of which also asked him to return to Beijing.
And according to the eunuch who delivered the order, the first order was issued in the morning, and the second order was issued in the afternoon.
"What do you mean, old man? Are you afraid that I will rebel?"
What Zhu Jinghong said was not empty talk.
It has been a year since he left Beijing. He has mobilized troops and horses from several southeastern provinces. During this period, he has made a lot of personnel adjustments. It is normal for the emperor to be wary.
Could it be because, ten daysZhu Jinghong guessed the merit report sent out in front of him.
"Your Majesty, the imperial envoy is here again. Please accept the order quickly!"
"Again?" Zhu Jinghong was greatly surprised.
At the same time as he was surprised, his mood also became solemn, because this showed that the emperor's fear of him was unprecedentedly serious.
"When things go to extremes, they must turn against each other, and when things turn to extremes, they must turn against each other!" Zhu Jinghong clenched his fists, and he found that he was getting carried away again. The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you