The front line of Poyang Lake is already facing each other in the Three Kingdoms. The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building, and it seems that the air is filled with the smell of tension. But at this time, there is still a song and dance to peace in the Yingtianming Palace.

It was tilted on the throne like a mountain, supporting its huge head with its fat arms. The shiny face of Emperor Hongguang Zhu Yousong was filled with a proud smile.

This time, there were more than the emperor, and there were two rows left and right. The civil servants went from the head of Donglin Qianyi, Lu Daqi, Jiang Yueguang, Gao Hongtu to the deputy leader Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai who had become a dead place. The ministers were from Duke Bao Zhu Guobi, Duke Wei Xu Zenglie to the Boss at the bottom. They were all very happy, with smiles and a high-profile self-pride on their faces.

Recently, for some reason, Annan, Chameng, Siam, Nanzhang, Khmer, and later Myanmar, and even Mubang Tusi, who had been cut off from the Ming Dynasty for 80 years, sent envoys to Nanjing to pay tribute to the Ming Dynasty. The eldest brother's majesty had to be highlighted by his younger brother's numerous brothers. Today, Yingtian City seems to have restored the grand occasion of Zheng He's voyage to the West during the Yongle period. Every day, Gentiles came tribute, which was very lively.

This does not mean that you have good governance of the country. The emperor is also the saint. The four barbarians in the central government are all shining!

However, among so many people, only the Minister of the Honglu Temple, namely the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Ming Dynasty, could not laugh. The old Jinshi from the Tianqi period could not stop his face from green, and the corners of his mouth were twitching from time to time. Everyone pushed forward, but he shrank backwards and shrank behind everyone. While listening to the eunuch's salute, he also looked at the back of Zhang Pu, the new Grand Secretary who was standing in front of others from time to time.

But Zhang Pu's hand behind him kept pressing down, and his words choked in his throat with his hands. Huang Zhanwen's wrinkled old face kept sweating down his forehead.

Under the silence of the Foreign Minister, the envoys of the Fan State with horned turbans came in one after another, kneeling on the ground like rice cakes taught by the Ministry of Rites, chanting the letters of their own tribe in their own language, and then presenting the gifts. Emperor Hongguang was also very happy and waved his thick slap.

"reward!"

Just like a model going on stage, more than 30 envoys from more than a dozen tribes in the seven central and southern countries visited the Qinzheng Hall one after another. Then, Zhu Yousong, who was very happy, set up a state banquet in the Ganqing Palace to invite these envoys from afar.

The grand banquet imitated in the Tang Dynasty was gorgeously waving in the palace. The three rows of ministers sat on both sides, one by one, one by one, kneeling on the ground. The envoys were invited to the middle, facing the emperor's attendance. The beautiful palace maids in silk and satin danced with long sleeves in the melodious songs of silk and bamboo. Eunuchs even handed over delicious food on one table and one table. There were few rules for the banquet, and the officials were drinking and talking indulgingly.

But at this moment, Huang Zhanwen could no longer hold it back. He looked at the envoys who were staring at each other across the tables, and were still looking at each other, and with murderous eyes, he simply left the table in a hurry and crawled to Zhang Pu's side.

This is impossible to make excuses, and Zhang Pu could not help but simply held the wine and turned around: "Marriage, Lord Huang can't wait, I'll charge you!"

Recently, Zhang Pu wanted to marry Huang Zhanwen's youngest daughter as a concubine, and many people in the court knew about it. There was no trace of irreconcilableness and tension. The romantic leader Qian Qianyi smiled and hugged his fists.

"Mr. Zhang is here, don't tell your father-in-law to be anxious, haha!"

While joking, Zhang Pu hugged Huang Zhanwen and carefully walked out from behind the banquet again, but the hypocrisy of the literati was fully revealed. Zhang Pu had just left, and Wang Qia, who had just followed a smiling face, quickly became gloomy and muttered there in disappointment.

"I'm so anxious to win a young man's stinky foot. I really don't know how a certain man learned etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. Such a person is also worthy of being in the court?"

Following a large circle of old Donglin, just like the resentful woman hearing valuable gossip, she nodded in response and was there a low sneering laughter?

However, Huang Zhanwen had no intention of caring about this. As soon as he left the hall, he was already anxious to hold his fists and bowed heavily.

"Please help, Lord Zhang!"

"Shh!!!"

After rushing to see that there was no one around, Zhang Pu hurriedly grabbed the old guy's arm to the corner of the hall, and then blamed helplessly: "Master Huang, the minister of the palace! Can you show some spirit? Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face remained unchanged. Senior, do you want me, the younger generation to teach you these?"

"But, it's the sin of deceiving the king!"

Speaking of this, Huang Zhanwen's sweat beads were still flowing on his forehead. He hurriedly pointed his hand at the hall where the drums and music were still noisy, but before he could finish his words, he was pushed back by Zhang Pu.

"Zhang understood that when Myanmar Muban was going to war with Siam, the East Indian Service Company's private soldiers were pressing under the city of Siam. Khmer, Nanzhang fought with Annan. Chameng wanted to ask for help from the Ming Dynasty. Annan wanted the Ming Dynasty to scold the Khmer Nanzhang to retreat, and not to interfere with his embezzlement of Chameng. As for Siam, it wanted the Ming Dynasty to support their attack on Dongshu, and also wanted to drive the Ming Dynasty out. That's all!"

"Yes, but no Ming Dynasty can do these things!"

After a hurry, Huang Zhanwen finally expressed these heart-killing words.

Just like the Central Plains who couldn't figure out which vassal states or which complex relationship was found, these small countries in the Indochina Peninsula were also closed to the news of the Ming Dynasty. The Prime Minister Papiro kept his word and said that he would impeach Luo Yu in front of the Ming Emperor, and impeach Luo Yu in front of the Ming Emperor, but he couldn't tell which Ming Luo Yu belonged to! After the envoy landed in Fujian, he was confused and went straight to Nanjing. Anyway, the closest to Central and South is the Nanming, so he should be in charge, right?

The other envoys considered the same thing, but they didn't know that they had hit the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one

But what surprised Huang Zhanwen was that Zhang Pu actually nodded with a big laugh.

"It's right that I can't control it! So Lord Huang can agree to everything. These small countries in Central and Southern China have not done anything, so they will naturally not come again next time! But this time, they paid a lot of real things to do things, the emperor got benefits, and all countries came to pay tribute to the court, and the people of Yingtian saw it, and all officials got face. That's enough!"

It was really a Dongfang Mao Hei School. Zhang Pu didn't blush and his heart was still beating, so he took down the envoy who had originally paid attention to Mao Jue. Huang Zhanwen was stunned.

"This! Can this work?"

"If Lord Huang is not at ease, then Zhang won't stop you from getting old. Now you will go back to the hall, in front of His Majesty and all civil and military officials, the Central and Southern envoys clarified that they were tribute to the Northern Dynasties and came to the wrong place, please!"

Seeing Zhang Pu swaying his sleeves in front, Huang Zhanwen was so clever that he was trembling. If he dared, why would he delay until now? It was full of sadness. The old Honglu bowed heavily and bowed heavily.

"That's right. It's enough to drink when you go back and let Your Majesty and all officials have fun. Lord Huang, please!"

With a big smile, Zhang Pu raised his sleeves again. Who knew that Huang Zhanwen waved his hand awkwardly and difficult: "Mr. Zhang, I'm gone, I'm old..., my legs are still a little weak, slowly! Slow!"

He is still an official! Even Zhang Pu shook his head with a little contempt, and then he clasped his fists in front of him, then he walked back with a swagger.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the hall, a cheer came suddenly. In the hall, an envoy of Dongzhao actually walked out of the seat and danced in the hall. The pipa and Hu Xuan looked like the wind of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Seeing the ministers and emperors cheering, without thinking, Zhang Pu also raised his hands high and cheered loudly.

But this time, he didn't take a few steps again, and suddenly saw Qian Qianyi's strange smile in front of him. He looked back in surprise. Huang Zhanwen appeared at the door with an old face again. He sighed helplessly and didn't go back. Zhang Pu left the hall door again and pushed Huang Zhanwen to the corner of the edge again.

"Have you not figured it out yet?"

"Mr. Zhang, it's not that I didn't think it through this time, but that this young brother wants to see you!"

He explained with a bitter face, and then Huang Zhanwen waved his hand to the corner again in a hurry. Looking at the little official running over quickly, Zhang Pu's heart was obviously slack. He was anxious and asked anxiously: "Yunyi, why are you here?"

After all, it was an era of party struggles. Even Shi Kefa was helpless now. His emergency military information was not sent to the Ministry of War as soon as possible, but was handed directly to his faction leader Zhang Pu. Looking at Shi Kefa's oral letter, Zhang Pu, who was still circulating just now, obviously felt the darkness in front of him and couldn't help but stagger.

The music of silk and bamboo was still there. As the cups were mixed, Qian Qianyi suddenly turned his head suddenly, and his eyes fell into the seat that Zhang Pu had been empty for a long time in surprise.

On the other side, the carriage was running in a hurry. At this time, the Grand Grand Secretary actually rushed to the emperor's state banquet and had already run wildly in the market of Yingtian. He stopped in front of a towering and mighty official residence, regardless of his status, and he went up and smashed the door heavily.

"Who!"

With an impatient voice, the two doors opened the door angrily from the inside, but then they screamed in disbelief.

"Zhang..., Grand Secretary Zhang!"

"The Grand Secretary later, I will report to my master!"

One was in panic and the other was running towards the backyard, but now Zhang Pu was like crazy, and he didn't talk about any rules. He pushed him away and rushed straight into the mansion.

However, it wasn't long before he walked, the owner here limped out, full of surprise and surprise. With crutches, Luo Zhen walked out of the flower hall quickly, laughing and holding his fists and bowing.

"The Grand Secretary is here, why don't you say hello to me in advance? I can cook the Longjing of Yunwu Peak..."

"Zhang wants to see Manager Luo, hurry up!"

Unbelievably, Zhang Pu's waving his hand interrupted. Listening to his irritable roar, Luo Zhen's face obviously showed displeasure. Seeing his anxious face and urging him in a hurry, the eldest young master of the Luo family had to suppress his discomfort in his heart and staggered to wave his hand inside.
Chapter completed!