Chapter 137: Intensive debate in front of the imperial court (Part 1)

In Wuying Hall, more than a dozen exquisite palace lanterns hung high above the dragon pillars of the hall, making the hall bright like daytime.

Zhu Yunwen stood on the side of the dragon case, looking indescribable worried.

In front of the Long Case, Huang Zicheng, the tutor of Chunfang, stood calmly. Beside him, the Minister of War Ru Wei, the Minister of War Qi Tai, the Left Minister of War Yu Xin, the Minister of Revenue Bao Zhao, and other important officials in the court stood side by side.

Not long after the emergency military newspaper in Peking was reported to the palace, these ministers were quickly summoned into the palace by Zhu Yuanzhang to discuss countermeasures.

Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a bright yellow casual dress and sat on the chair behind the dragon table. His hair was slightly messy and scattered on his temples. A few old spots on his face were particularly eye-catching and old under the reflection of the palace lanterns. His face was already pale. He looked at the several important officials in front of him and stared at the military newspaper on the dragon table like an eagle, as if it was a soldering iron, which made his eyes hurt.

It is hard to imagine that an old man who is old and old can burst out such a shocking momentum at this moment.

The atmosphere in the hall was very dull, and everyone didn't dare to show up. They bowed their heads and waited for Zhu Yuanzhang to speak.

After being silent for a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and slowly glanced at the ministers, his tone was extremely gloomy: "I, thirty years after the founding of the country, thirty years ago, I drove out the Tartars and restored our Han people. Northern Yuan and Mongolia were defeated by me and defeated again and again. They abandoned their armor and fled back to the grassland and desert. From then on, they did not dare to cross the Great Wall! After I established the country, I knew the truth that it was easy to get and difficult to defend. I ignored the noble status of the princes and ordered them to go to the borders one by one to govern the army and the people to prevent the Northern Yuan Tartars from reviving. It has been more than twenty years since then..."

The ministers hurriedly bowed and said, "Your Majesty is heroic and wise, and the mighty clothes are in the universe--"

Zhu Yuanzhang ignored the perfunctory compliments from the ministers, but slapped the dragon case fiercely, roaring with anger: "But why does a small tribe of only 50,000 people dare to surround my Peiping Prefecture? Those Tartars thought that I was old and could not take the sword? How dare the Tartars bully me like this!"

The emperor was angry and thunderous. The hall was filled with sharp and murderous aura, which scared the ministers to kneel down in a hurry and said in unison: "Ha Majesty, calm down——"

Zhu Yuanzhang's turbid old eyes were covered with bloodshots. He had a gloomy face and said with a grim face: "They thought I was old and could not take the sword anymore, so I could do it freely? I am not dead yet, and it is not the turn of those damn barbarians who are rampant! I want to lead the army to personally let the Tartars see if my sword is as sharp as before..."

When the ministers heard this, they were shocked. Now they were really panicked.

Huang Zicheng took the lead in replying: "Your Majesty, you must not! Just 50,000 people, how can Your Majesty be hasty in the fight? The so-called son of a thousand gold medal cannot be placed in the hall. Your Majesty is the master of the nine or five. The common ruler of the world, how can you lose the roots and conquer the ends and take risks? Your Majesty, I am admonishing you for your death, and I hope Your Majesty will take it back!"

Zuodu Censor Bao Zhao said: "Your Majesty, the emperor cannot easily fight in person. Since ancient times, the emperor has only two reasons for the emperor's personal struggle. One is that the country is in danger and the country is hanging on the front line. The emperor's campaign is to turn the tide and protect the country without losing it. The second is that the universe is determined and the victory is in place. The emperor needs to go in person to inspire the morale of the soldiers and determine the universe by fighting. Without these two situations, the emperor cannot go out easily. Now it is just a small tribe of Beiyuan who is surrounded by Beiping. It is not considered a difficult situation in the country, and it is difficult to say that the universe is determined. Your Majesty goes out to fight, so why is the name of his army?"

All the ministers all bowed down and said, "I will discuss with you."

Zhu Yunwen said anxiously: "The emperor's grandfather is old, how can he run long distances for a clown? His grandson is unfilial, and he is willing to fight for the emperor's grandfather, to wipe out the Northern Yuan Dynasty for his grandfather, and to drive them back to the grassland and desert again."

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed, and he looked at Zhu Yunwen lovingly, and his face became more and more complicated and inexplicable.

After sighing, Zhu Yuanzhang sat back on the chair dejectedly. Only he knew his body best. He just said something angry just now. Now he is old and sick, and has been lingering in sick for many days. He has to rely on medicine to make a living. How could he have the physical strength and energy to lead the army in person?

Only when you really can't handle the sword can you deeply feel the sadness of the hero's twilight years.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was not speaking, the ministers in the palace couldn't help but look up at him. Their eyes were very firm and they were telling a message clearly. If Zhu Yuanzhang insisted on the imperial command in person, they would not hesitate to persuade him to death.

After a long time, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled sadly as if he was ridiculed and said, "I... am really old."

Hearing this, the ministers felt relieved.

Everyone's thoughts are the same. A small tribal soldier might be a bit abnormal to surround Beiping, but after all, there are only tens of thousands of people. If the Ming emperor is alarmed, it will become a laughing stock if he is neither big nor small. What is the majesty of the royal family at that time? What is the court's dignity?

Zhu Yuanzhang looked up at Zhu Yunwen, shook his head slowly and said, "The grandson is a tradition of the country and the country. You should not lead the army and take risks. My dear ministers, how should you deal with this matter?"

Huang Zicheng said: "Your Majesty, Beiping is surrounded, which is beyond our expectations. The military newspaper only mentioned that the Beiyuan Qierjis tribe sent troops, but did not say why their troops surrounded Beiping. Beiping Prefecture is the fief of the fourth prince, King Yan. The King of Yan is still in the capital. I think that Your Majesty can summon King Yan to ask about the ins and outs of the matter first."

Huang Zicheng's steady remark made everyone nod and agree.

Zhu Yunwen thought for a while and said, "The emperor's grandfather, the Jinyiwei is responsible for spying, lurking, and sanctioning the enemy. His grandson thought that in response to the besieged by Peiping, he might as well summon Li Jinglong, commander of the Jinyiwei, and Xiao Fan, the Jinyiwei, to discuss the matter together."

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him and knew that his grandson was intentionally raising Xiao Fan's status in the court. A mere psychic was not qualified to participate in such a major state discussion. However, since his grandson had the intention of raising Xiao Fan, Zhu Yuanzhang was not inconvenient to object.

So Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said, "Accept, come here, King Xuanyan, Duke Cao Li Jinglong, and Xiao Fan meet."

The eunuch outside the door responded respectfully and hurriedly ran out of the palace.

When Huang Zicheng, Huang Guan and others saw that Zhu Yunwen never forgot to raise Xiao Fan, their faces suddenly became a little ugly, and they stood in front of the Long Case with a stern face and said nothing.

It was almost time for Xiao Fan to receive the summons from the eunuchs in the palace. He did not dare to neglect them, so he hurriedly put on his official uniform and rushed to the palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang summoned him late at night. He didn't know what happened. Xiao Fan rushed to the palace and felt uneasy.

Couldn't Lao Zhu find anything?

What Xiao Fan is most guilty now is the matter between him and Princess Jiangdu. If Lao Zhu noticed this, he might not see the sun tomorrow morning.

The closer he was to the palace gate, the more trembling Xiao Fan was. - So, if you don’t do bad things in your life, you are not afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Xiao Fan felt that it would be better to speak more openly in the future.

The hired carriage stopped under the stone sign at Chengtian Gate. Xiao Fan got off the carriage and looked around for a while, but saw that the surroundings were bright. The Jinyi personal army held torches or palace lanterns, lined up in an orderly manner to patrol back and forth. The eunuchs on the night side of Jinshui Bridge did not dare to slacken around and walked around. Before entering Chengtian Gate, they could feel the strict guards of the palace.

As soon as Xiao Fan walked two steps forward, a team of Jinyi's personal soldiers surrounded him vigilantly and only released him after checking his waist card.

Xiao Fan was ordered to enter the palace, so of course he was not worried that someone would treat him as an assassin. After the identity verification, a team of Jinyi personally escorted him into the palace.

When I walked to the bridge, I saw a very luxuriously decorated car parked in front of me. The carriage was decorated with distilled gold and decorated with white jade pearls. The front of the carriage was doubled and pulled shafts. It was obvious that it was the carriage of the Wanghou family.

Xiao Fan's expression was narrowed, and he turned to ask the officer in the Jinyi Baijia who was escorting him into the palace and said, "Who has Your Majesty summoned? Whose carriage is this?"

The officer knew Xiao Fan, the General Yiwei, and the General Yiwei was under the jurisdiction of the General Yiwei. He said that Xiao Fan was his immediate superior, so he did not dare to neglect and said respectfully: "Mr. Xiao, Your Majesty summoned the Chunfang lecturer Huang Zicheng, the Minister of War Ru, the Left Minister of War, and so on. This is the carriage of His Highness King Yan, and His Highness King Yan has just arrived..."

Xiao Fan felt relieved when he heard this. Zhu Yuanzhang summoned so many people at the same time, so it should have nothing to do with him and Princess Jiangdu.

While letting go, Xiao Fan's eyes turned, and the bad water began to rumble again.

Walking to the carriage of King Yan, pondered for a moment, Xiao Fan touched his chin and said, "The carriage of King Yan is too luxurious. It's not good, it's very unsimple..."

Jinyi Baihu wondered: "What do you mean by sir..."

Xiao Fan chuckled and said, "I'll give it a plastic surgery..."

After saying that, without waiting for others to react, Xiao Fan assisted, then flew up and kicked the carriage hard. With a muffled sound, it was heard far away from the Jinshui Bridge in the middle of the night. A black and big footprint suddenly appeared on the outer wall of the magnificent carriage.

After Xiao Fan kicked him, he felt unhappy. Thinking of Zhu Di's evil moves against him, sending dead soldiers to assassinate him, Xiao Fan was angry somehow. So despite the astonished gaze of others, Xiao Fan gritted his teeth and kicked and beat the wall of the carriage. He felt unsatisfied and grabbed the dust and sand on the ground and threw it into the carriage.

He felt very happy, and had a Q-like sense of victory, just like Don Quixote defeating the windmill.

When Xiao Fan was tired of playing, the car of King Yan was already scarred, dirty and black, covered with scratches and dust. It looked like the Terracotta Warriors and Horses dug out of the soil, very... quaint?

Xiao Fan stopped and raised his head proudly. Seeing that the carriage had been tortured by him, he couldn't help but feel extremely happy. He was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

He turned his head and stared at the stunned team of Jinyi's personal soldiers. Xiao Fan said viciously: "No one of you is allowed to tell me what happened just now, otherwise... this carriage will end!"

Jinyi Baihu stayed for a moment, then sighed: "Mr. Xiao, I think we don't have to talk about it anymore..."

Xiao Fan was also stunned for a moment: "What does it mean?"

Jinyi Baihu pointed behind Xiao Fan with a strange expression, and Xiao Fan suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

He looked back in shock, but saw a figure flashing on the other side of the carriage. King Yan Zhu Di appeared in front of Xiao Fan with a blue face.

Xiao Fan was shocked, then burst into tears, silently straightened the shaft of the kicked car, and dusted the dust outside the car, with a very respectful attitude...

Turning his head and blinking his tears, Xiao Fan asked Jinyi Baihu with infinite grief: "...Why didn't you tell me that Your Highness, King Yan, hasn't entered the palace yet?"

"The adults are too fast and can't hide their ears. I didn't have time to say it..."

Zhu Di's face was still clear until he entered Wuying Hall.

Xiao Fan followed him with a look of shame, walking not far or near, and he felt that today's bad habits were very failures.

The two of them entered Wuying Palace in silence and embarrassment.

After seeing Zhu Yuanzhang, Xiao Fan immediately flashed behind Qi Tai, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of War, and then remained silent without showing any sign of the mountains and water.

He looked up at everyone and saw that there was no expression on everyone's faces. Only Zhu Yunwen looked calm but still mischievously and squeezed at him.

Zhu Yuanzhang said slowly: "Everyone has arrived...Di'er."

Zhu Di took a step forward and said respectfully: "My son is here."

"Do you know this when 50,000 troops and soldiers of the Qierjis tribe of the Northern Yuan Dynasty surrounded Beiping?"

Zhu Di bent down, a light of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared, and he hurriedly said in an indignant tone: "What! The Northern Yuan Tartars dared to invade the border of the Ming Dynasty again! Father, you must not spare the Tartars lightly!"

When Xiao Fan heard that Zhu Yuanzhang asked everyone to enter the palace late at night, it was because of this. He could not help but sneer in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the indignation on Zhu Di's face, and his condensing expression gradually calmed down.

No matter how ambitious the princes are for the throne, they are still quite talented when facing the major issues of foreign invasion, and it is worthwhile to teach him for many years. - While passing it on to their descendants, Zhu Yuanzhang hopes to pass on his life's beliefs and persistence, not bowing to powerful enemies, not paying tribute, not being able to marry, the king dies in the country, and the emperor guards the country. This is Zhu Yuanzhang's belief. Compared with the country and the throne, these invisible things are more important to the descendants of the Zhu family.

"My dear friends, how can I deal with the situation in Beiping?" Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes and glanced at everyone and asked slowly.

Huang Zicheng walked two steps into the hall and watched Zhu Di and said, "Your Highness, King Yan, the Beiping Prefecture is the fief of His Highness. I dare to ask, the Beiyuan Qierji tribe is just a small tribe with a population of less than 100,000. Why do they have such courage to invade the borders of our Ming Dynasty? Your Highness has been garrisoned in Peking for many years, can you tell the reason?"

Zhu Di shook his head with a serious expression and said, "I have been in the capital for a long time. The defense of Peking has been handed over to the general Zhang Yu. Under the rule of my king, the Beiping Prefecture has always taken an offensive against the tribes of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. In theory, they should not dare to take the initiative to attack. However, I really don't know what happened to the Beiping Prefecture."

Xiao Fan sneered. Zhu Di spoke innocently, but in fact he was implying that he had been in the capital for too long. As soon as he left Peking, the Beiyuan tribe came to attack, which shows his importance to the Beiping Prefecture. It means that his father should let him go back.

Seeing that Huang Zicheng could not find a result, he couldn't help but retreated in disappointment.

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment and said, "Beijing is surrounded, which seems to be a trivial matter, but in fact, there is probably another reason. How do you think of this matter?"

Zhu Di stood up straight, looked directly at Zhu Yuanzhang, and shouted: "Father, my son is not afraid to belittle himself. My son is in charge of the Beiping Prefecture for many years and is familiar with the soldiers and soldiers in the fiefdom. He can be said to be aware of the soldiers and generals. The Northern Yuan Tartar soldiers surrounded my fiefdom. This is a provocation to our Ming Dynasty and a great insult to my son! If my son does not avenge this military revenge, what will he see my father again in the future? My grand and arrogant man, how will he stand in the world again? My son asks my father to return to Peking to lead the army and defeat the Tartars. I am willing to make an order to make a military order to my father. If I cannot compete for merit, my son is willing to repay my father's kindness for raising me for death!"

Zhu Di said passionately and loudly. Everyone in the hall couldn't help but move slightly. Zhu Yuanzhang even stroked his beard, smiled and praised him.

Zhu Yunwen stood beside Zhu Yuanzhang silently, and looked up at Zhu Di from time to time.

When Xiao Fan saw Zhu Yuanzhang's reaction, his heart was shocked and he felt bad! Old Zhu was moved by Zhu Di's words. If he really wanted to let Zhu Di go back to Beiping, it would be like a tiger returning to the mountain. Who in the world could control him? How could Zhu Yunwen be able to sit steadily in the future?

Xiao Fan did not care about his low-key position, so he hurriedly stood up and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have a little different opinion..."

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and smiled and said, "Xiao Aiqing just said that."

"I think that if a mere tens of thousands of Tartars in the Northern Yuan Dynasty sent His Highness to Beiping to lead the army, it was really a killer to kill chickens. There were 100,000 elite soldiers in the Beiping Prefecture, and the general Zhang Yu was a rare general in the Ming Dynasty. If he could not defeat even tens of thousands of Tartars, it would be hard to believe that he would not have to send His Highness to Yan back. He only needed to order the governor's office of the Five Army to draw the Qianhu Office from Henan, Shandong, Daning and other places to go to Peiping and send a capable general to lead him to cooperate with General Zhang Yu of Beiping Prefecture. The Tartars naturally defeated with one blow. It would be meaningless if the King of Yan could not return."

When Zhu Di heard this, his face suddenly appeared with anger. He stared at Xiao Fan with a drowsy look. The murderous intent in his eyes was fierce and fierce, which made people shudder.

"Mr. Xiao, you are just a mere Jinyiwei Tongzhi. At the age of a young age, what qualifications are there to talk about national affairs?" Zhu Di asked gloomyly.

Xiao Fan smiled warmly and said, "Your Majesty ordered me to come to Wuying Hall to discuss state affairs. Since I have been in the hall, I am so-called in his position and planning his politics. Your Highness, King Yan, I feel that I am qualified to speak."

Zhu Di's expression became more and more sinister and said, "You are your business, but what we are talking about here is a major matter related to the country and country of the Ming Dynasty. You are young and do not know about military affairs and do not know how to arrange troops and arrange troops. You don't know anything. People without virtue or talent speak nonsense in front of the imperial court. Are you not afraid of being guilty of being accused of ruining the country and the emperor forever?"
Chapter completed!