Chapter 193: King of Yan’s banquet

"Prince, the major matter is under preparation. Our soldiers have now expanded to 150,000. Except for the Xuanfu, Jizhou, Shanhaiguan and other important towns in the north to prevent the Tartars from moving south, the remaining newly recruited troops were scattered in the suburbs of Beiping, as well as Shunde Prefecture, Baoding Prefecture and other places in the south. General Zhu Neng, the guards of Yanshan, are training the new army day and night to wait for the prince to take action..."

Daoyan's eyes flashed with excitement. The wise ruler who had been supported for many years finally sneaked into the abyss and was about to soar into the sky. His lifelong ideals and ambitions were soon to be realized. For him, Zhu Di's success, that is, his success, he wanted to prove to the people of the world that he was not only a monk who recited scriptures and chanted Buddha's name, but also a master of Confucius's first strategist in Shu Han! He could assist the wise ruler and accomplished a great cause. Yixue's shame of failing the imperial examination in the former Ministry of Rites in the capital.

Thinking of this, Daoyan's expression became more and more excited. The words "acting things" and "great cause" were boiling in his heart. The rebellious factor hidden deep in his bone marrow became active. He even felt that the meaning of his life was for Zhu Di's rebellion. He devoted himself to enjoying this sense of accomplishment from nothing to something, gaining power step by step, and ultimately winning the world.

Zhu Di quietly looked at Daoyan's eyes full of violent murderous intent, and his thin, weak body as if he was waiting for an opportunity to be bloodthirsty. Zhu Di's long-silent passion seemed to be ignited, and the fire in his chest was burning.

"A great cause is expected. Mr. Wang should be the best meritorious minister of the king, and he will be ranked among the third duke. His achievements will be forever!" Zhu Di's eyes flashed with excitement.

Daoyan suddenly calmed down and said, "Prince, the newly recruited soldiers are not trained enough. We cannot be happy too early at this time. We do not have the strength to fight the imperial army..."

Zhu Di calmed down after hearing this and said, "When will the newly recruited soldiers be able to fight?"

"A year, at least one year. They are only a little better than ordinary people now. If they go to the battlefield, they will not order soldiers. If they don't know the generals, they will be defeated if they fight!"

"One year? It's too long... I am worried that the court will not reduce the vassal states so slowly. Judging from the various actions of the court today, Zhu Yunwen is very anxious to reduce the vassal states. He will not give me a chance to breathe..." Zhu Di frowned.

Daoyan said in a deep voice: "However, we have to delay for a year. Now the imperial army is distributed in the territory of the Ming Dynasty with nearly 1,000 military garrisons and millions of military households. With such huge force, it is probably difficult to win with the 150,000 soldiers in Peking alone, not to mention that nearly half of the 150,000 soldiers under the prince's command are newly recruited new troops, and their combat power is getting weaker. If you fight at this time, you will only lose one way."

Zhu Di smiled bitterly and said, "You can't advance, you can't retreat. Do you really want me to be stripped of the vassal state by Zhu Yunwen and return to the capital alone, and become an unpowered and powerful uncle of Xiaoyao?"

Daoyan smiled and said, "How can the prince say such a despairing thing? Although the imperial army is large, the Ming Dynasty has been founded for more than 30 years. The late emperor is wise and powerful, and has ordered all nations to surrender. There is no war in the country for a long time. The imperial soldiers put their swords into the sheath and put their horses on the south mountain. They have already secretly nourished their anger. As one goes up and down, the prince still has a great chance. Besides, this matter may not be achieved by the prince's own strength. But if the prince can persuade another prince to help, and the two armies are united, our winning rate will naturally be greater, and we should try our best!"

Zhu Di frowned and said, "Another prince helps me? Who will help me?"

Daoyan smiled and said, "King Ning, Zhu Quan."

Zhu Di was shocked when he heard this, and then he frowned and said, "The Seventeenth brother has always had a good relationship with my king. He is the one who is in Daning, and I am the one who is adjacent to the two places. In the past, the two armies often attacked each other and fought against the Canyuan. Our brothers went on battle together, and they cooperated quite tacitly, but... this is a rebellion! Although the Seventeenth brother is young and has a hot temper, he is not stupid. He can take the lead in killing the Tartars. If he rebels, he may not agree..."

Daoyan smiled and said, "He doesn't agree. Prince, you can find a way to force him to agree... It really doesn't work. You just need to borrow an elite army under his command to use it."

Zhu Di's face turned stern and said in a deep voice: "Sir, that elite force refers to the three guards of Duoyan under his command of the Seventeenth Brother?"

Daoyan smiled and said, "Yes, the three guards of Duoyan are Mongolian cavalry, brave and good at fighting. They can achieve miraculous effects when dealing with the infantry of the court. How can such an elite force be wasted in the hands of King Ning? It is a trivial matter whether King Ning is willing to help the prince, but the three guards of Duoyan must try their best to get it! With this division, you can reach a million troops!"

Zhu Di looked hesitant, and the expression on his face changed. After a long time, he finally gritted his teeth: "Those Mongolian cavalry are not loyal and righteous, so wealth can move their hearts. OK! I will find a way to take over the three guards of Duoyan!"

Daoyan looked at Zhu Di with a smile. If the three guards of Duoyan were accepted, the prince might really have the capital to fight with the court. The dragon throne in the Golden Palace seemed to be no longer out of reach...

After the serious matter was said, Zhu Di suddenly hesitated and said, "Sir, that Xiao Fan..."

Daoyan smiled and said, "Let's comfort him for a few days. I have opened my pockets and waited for him to drill in. Once he gets in, his death will come, and he will die just right. The emperor and the civil and military officials of the court cannot find any mistakes. You are... "

When Zhu Di heard this, he finally showed a satisfied look and smiled: "So, sir, have trouble."

On the fourth day of Xiao Fan's entry into Beiping City, the madness of King Yan Zhu Di recovered without any medicine. Of course, the people of Peking did not know that Zhu Di was pretending to be crazy. When they heard that King Yan recovered from illness, the people in the city were very happy and rushed to tell them. Everyone said that King Yan recovered from illness and the court would not change the vassal kings. The King of Yan could forever maintain Beiping from then on.

So the whole city of Peking was happy. Xiao Fan saw it and his heart became heavier. It seemed that Zhu Di had managed Peiping too well. His position in the hearts of the people should not be admired or broken. Peiping was Zhu Di's base. Zhu Di was a person who was good at winning people's hearts and enjoyed such high prestige and praise among the people. He had already formed the officialdom and the people of the Beiping Prefecture that "only know the King of Yan, but not the emperor". This is definitely not a good thing for the court.

There were also a very small number of Peking scholars and scholars who were quite insightful. When they heard that the King of Yan recovered from illness, they shook their heads and sighed without saying a word. They understood that the King of Yan was crazy and the court might not aim the spearhead of the vassal of the vassals at him. The King of Yan still had a chance to breathe. However, the King of Yan recovered from illness. A sober prince with tens of thousands of troops and a large number of soldiers and a wide range of generals under his command was absolutely dangerous. The court would definitely be cautious about the King of Yan. The King of Yan had put himself at the forefront.

Xiao Fan felt heavy in his heart, but he would not treat himself badly.

The first thing he did when he left the Yan King's Mansion was to order his subordinates to speak all over the city, saying that the King of Yan had been crazy for a long time. The imperial envoy Xiao Fan saw it and was anxious in his heart. So despite his own loss of skills, he personally entered the royal envoy to treat the King of Yan's madness. Thanks to the imperial envoy's beating, he cured the King of Yan's madness.

The rumors spread ten times, and ten times spread hundreds of times. The people of the Chinese believed in rumors very much. He suddenly realized that he had an idea and looked at Xiao Fan, the imperial envoy, invisibly, and was grateful to Xiao Fan for saving the King of Yan. Recently, the imperial envoy's personal army smashed shops and beat people in the city shops, and the people didn't care much about it. Xiao Fan's reputation in Peking overnight returned to heaven from hell.

When Zhu Di learned that Xiao Fan had made such a good reputation because of beating him, he was so angry that he broke countless tea cups, cups, saucers and vases in the palace. Unfortunately, the people believed this statement and could not be reversed. Zhu Di gritted his teeth and once again took the blame.

Not only did he suffer a loss, Zhu Di also had to smile and socialize Xiao Fan. He was a vassal king. After meeting Xiao Fan, he suffered so much anger and grievances. Zhu Di began to feel that his temperament was gradually distorting in the direction of being abused...

The night after Xiao Fan left the Yan Prince's Mansion, Zhu Di sent someone to post a post and invited the imperial envoy, Fang Xiaoru, Taixu and others to welcome the imperial envoy at the Baihua Tower in the west of Beiping City to welcome the imperial envoy.

Xiao Fan led Fang Xiaoru, and Taixu was happy to attend the banquet, while the imperial envoy left Cao Yi to lead his own army to guard against the guard in case of an accident.

Wearing a snow-white long gown, a Ruyi jade pendant hanging around her waist, and a folding fan in her hand gently swayed. As soon as she got off the official sedan chair, Xiao Fan's handsome appearance, which attracted the attention of the wine lovers and female guests in Baihualou.

Looking up, the Baihua Tower was more than ten feet high, with its eaves and corners flying, and its glazed roof was covered with glazed roofs. The building was magnificent and luxurious. The guards of the Yanwang Mansion stood on both sides of the gate. Seeing Xiao Fan and others coming, the guards respectfully led them into the secluded courtyard behind the building.

There is a green and straight bamboo forest around the courtyard, with dense branches and leaves. When the evening breeze blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, adding a little cool and quiet to the midsummer night.

Fang Xiaoru walked behind Xiao Fan, took a deep breath, and chanted with an intoxicated look: "Who planted hundreds of poles, and was called a leisure official with a chanting song. He did not compete for the spring scenery with his young beauty, but stayed alone and waited for the cold of the year..."

Taixu and Xiao Fan walked side by side in front. When Fang Xiaoru was chanting a poem, Taixu muttered in a low voice: "What are Lao Fang talking about? Could it be that he would write poems and scold me? Didn't he cheated him for eight taels of silver? Look at the stinginess of these sour literati..."

Xiao Fan glanced at him sideways and snorted: "Are you ignorant of your skills? People are praising bamboo, it has nothing to do with you!"

Taixu was happy: "Bamboo? Bamboo used to weave baskets?"

Xiao Fan sighed and murmured, "What's going on in your mouth will change. Why am I so stupid at the beginning? I just worshipped your master..."

"Aren't bamboo used to weave baskets?" Taixu Zhenzhen said.

Xiao Fan said helplessly: "In addition to weaving baskets, bamboo also has many elegant uses, such as making flutes, flutes, etc...."

Taixu was shocked and opened his eyes wide and said, "Is the flute made of bamboo?"

"Or what do you think it's done?"

"I think it's made of meat..."

Xiao Fan: “…………”

Passing through the bamboo forest, there is an exquisite courtyard. The corridor in front of the courtyard is tortuous. In front of the corridor is made of rocks, an artificial stream is built with gurgling water. The stream is flowing. A small bridge made of willow trees on the stream. The bridge body is carved with birds and beasts, which is quite ancient.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but admire the courtyards in the northern border area.

Passing through the bridge was the front yard. Zhu Di was wearing purple casual clothes, a burly figure, and a cold and hard face. He actually put his casual clothes on his aura out of armor, as if he was not a banquet for guests today, but led the army to the battle, adding a lot of killing spirit to this elegant and plain courtyard.

Seeing Xiao Fan and others coming, Zhu Di smiled with a hearty look. Yesterday's unhappiness seemed to have been completely forgotten. He strode forward and laughed loudly: "The imperial envoy has been here for many days. I have been in Beijing for the old illness and have never greeted the imperial envoy. I am really negligent. Lord Xiao, it has been more than a year since I left the capital, and it has been a long time since I have been away!"

Xiao Fan also seemed to have completely finished the farce of the two *** fight yesterday. He laughed and bowed and said, "Your Majesty is polite. Your ill is really a blessing. Your lord has been cured. Your lord has been famous for a long time and is a country's most important weapon. Today, when you see the lord is safe, your lord is very happy. This is a great blessing for the country and a great blessing for the country!"

The two of them smiled and praised each other without laughing. The smile on their faces was so fake that even Taixu covered their cheeks and their legs were so sore. Then, as if they had completed a job, they both breathed a sigh of relief, which showed how mishandled the two of them.

Zhu Di's eyes turned and saw Fang Xiaoru behind Xiao Fan. Zhu Di said with confusion: "This is..."

Fang Xiaoru stroked his green beard and smiled lightly, "The official Xiaoru is the Hanlin lecturer."

Zhu Di smiled and asked, "But the Master Zhengxue whom Brother Shu has always respected?"

Fang Xiaoru said calmly: "It's better not to mention it."

Zhu Di looked stern and said solemnly: "Mr. He is a great talent and has been well-educated in the world and is famous all over the world. I will meet Mr. Today, I am really lucky to have three lives. Mr. Please accept the gift from me."

After saying that, Zhu Di hurriedly prepared his clothes and officially bowed to Fang Xiaoru to the ground.

Fang Xiaoru hurriedly avoided himself and gave in, not even saying that he would dare.

Zhu Di's eyes turned, and then saw Taixu who was bored and scratching his head, and couldn't help but wonder: "This is..."

Taixu hurriedly looked erect, showing a fairy-like and illusory smile, so profound and unfathomable...

Xiao Fan hurriedly introduced: "This is the master of the Xiaguan, his background is amazing..."

Zhu Di immediately said with respect: "Oh? I wonder if the old god is willing to give the name of the immortal?"

Xiao Fan said proudly: "He is the Tongwei Xianying Real Person of the late emperor's imperial seal..."

Zhu Di was shocked and hurriedly bowed to the ground: "Ah! It turns out that it is the old immortal Zhang, please accept the bequest of me..."

"…'s junior brother." Xiao Fan added slowly.

thump!

Zhu Di couldn't control his body and fell down.

Several guards were shocked and helped him up: "Prince! Are you okay?"

Zhu Di shook off the guard's hand, glared at Xiao Fan in a slightly embarrassed manner, and said coldly: "Mr. Xiao, I have set up a banquet in the inner room, please join the table."

After saying that, Zhu Di hummed heavily, and walked to the wing room in the yard without looking back.

Taixu stared at Zhu Di's back with a look of disappointment and whispered: "Dog face!"

"Master, don't mind, Master, you will definitely not be able to survive you. Then you won't have to live in his shadow..." Xiao Fan comforted.

Looking back, seeing Fang Xiaoru staring at Zhu Di's back with a deep thought, Xiao Fan hurriedly said, "Mr. Fang, don't be fooled by the King of Yan's appearance as a polite and polite. He looks like this to everyone. You are just a wise man. You are just a wise man. If someone bows to you, you will die for your confidant. Don't be stupid. Don't forget that you have a deep feud with him..."

Fang Xiaoru frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense? Are you so stupid? Besides, when did you get the blood hatred when I first met him?"

Xiao Fan said anxiously: "He killed more than 800 people from your ten clans, have you forgotten?"

Fang Xiaoru said angrily: "You fart! How could this happen?"

"Not now, there will definitely be one in the future! Your old Fang family is all dead at his hands..."

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Chapter completed!