Chapter 130 Pushed
“The family has a poor foundation, just a leg of lamb, and we don’t have enough to eat, so what’s the point of fighting over it?”
In the Imperial Study Room,< br>
Wei Zhonghe was reading Zheng Fan's words word by word.
There was a slight delay, but not the slightest difference. His left ear was also trembling slightly. It could be said to be "synchronous sound transmission". Even his tone of voice was imitating Zheng Zheng's. Fan.
Ji Runhao tore off a piece of mutton, put it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and said:
"This kid is quite interesting. No wonder Cheng Jue would play with him."
Ji Cheng Jue,
is the name of the sixth prince.
“Your Majesty, this boy is very thoughtful, and I like him very much.”
This is the second time Wei Zhonghe has said this today, which means that he really appreciates Zheng Fan and feels that Zheng Fan is very suitable for living in the palace.
The ecology of the palace was originally a breeding ground for poisonous insects. The great eunuchs who could climb out from the low-level eunuchs step by step all had very scheming and sophisticated methods.
But the palace is not a battlefield after all, nor is it a world. The identity of an eunuch is inherently incomplete, not even a human being. Everything depends on his master.
Therefore, the ability to please the master is the first ability for a eunuch to survive in the palace.
At this point, Wei Zhonghe is very optimistic about Zheng Fan.
He could win the favor of the Sixth Prince, the Marquis of Jingnan, and now the Marquis of Zhenbei. Even His Majesty said he was interesting.
In addition, the scene during the day when Zheng Fan used a scabbard to cripple the third prince's limbs really made Wei Zhonghe see the madness Zheng Fan buried deep in his heart.
Oh,
This kind of person is really born to be a castrate.
In the world of martial arts, it is equivalent to the innate perfect body of a martial artist and the foundation of Qi for a Qi refiner.
Unfortunately, Wei Zhonghe also knew that he probably had no chance to cut off Zheng Fan's penis so that Zheng Fan could recognize him as his godfather.
If the two princes knew that they had cut off the descendants of the general they admired, hiss...
"Oh, this is interesting, you eunuch likes him, Wu Jing has made it clear that he wants to support him, and now Liang Ting is also clearly interested in this guy
<. br>This boy is really a hot commodity, and he is very popular.”
“How can I do that? Isn’t this boy one of your Majesty’s wherever he is? The Marquis of Zhenbei wants to pull him.” It's hard to say whether he, this kid, will agree. After all, the Marquis of Jingnan treats him very well
But no matter what, as soon as your majesty opens your mouth, this kid will kneel down in front of your majesty right away? "
"I don't mind if I kill my son. Do you think he doesn't mind in his heart? "
"This..."
"Good steel must be used on the blade. This guy is from Beifeng. Earlier, he should have been in the Suppressing Bei Army under Li Liangting. How? Let Mirrorless take the lead? "
" Returning to your majesty, the servant went to check his resume. At first, he was promoted by the princess because of his military exploits when he was a civilian husband and beheaded the leader of the Shatuo tribe.
But what the princess mentioned was just the captain of the school protecting merchants. She said he was under the Zhenbei Army, but it was nothing more than an idle job in name only.
Later, the imperial court intended to transfer Beiguan to the south, so this boy was sent to guard the fortress in Yinlang County. "
"Where are you going? "
"Go back to Your Majesty and leave for the Ministry of War. "
"Cheng Jue made it? ”
"The youngest son of the Minister of War, Jiang Wenzhou, owes a lot of money from the gambling house owned by His Highness the Sixth Prince."
"Oh? Didn't Cheng Jue cover it up?"
"Back to Your Majesty, this is This is the first time that the Sixth Prince has set out to arrange his own people since he came of age."
"He. He is very discerning. This Zheng Fan is a talent."
"It seems that not only the two princes and the servants appreciate him, but also the servants are really envious of this boy. How many lives of blessings did I have to achieve my current fortune?”
"You eunuch, I ask you to read more books on weekdays, but you don't. You only know how to adopt those useless godsons and buy your own land."
"Your Majesty, this slave's stupid brain is Really can't read Now that I have entered the school, my servant is getting older. My only thought in this life is to serve you until I can no longer serve you. Then I can go back and buy a village and build a temple. I can continue to pray for your majesty every day. "
"This is so flattering. You, an old eunuch, can almost catch up with the old gentleman in terms of your ability as a Qi Refiner, right?" I just learned a little bit about it. That's all. "
The title "Taiye" is allowed in the palace, because the Qi Master had to escort the late Emperor's family out of the capital safely even though he was seriously injured. It can be said that he is also the savior of His Majesty today.
"Don't say such nonsense, I guess I can't survive an old eunuch like you."
"Then it will be easier. When Your Majesty goes, take the old slave with you to the sky. I can continue to serve Your Majesty."< br>
"Haha, Zheng Fan is not as good as you in terms of his ability to flatter others."
"This is the ability of an old slave to settle down and live in peace."
"Oh, you, you."
Emperor Yan's eyebrows turned angrily, and he said:
"The family has a weak foundation, and the legs of mutton are not divided enough. This little property is not worth fighting for, and I don't even bother to fight for it. It’s better to risk your life and go outside to build a big territory for me, Dayan!”
Wei Zhonghe felt a shiver in his heart,
said:
"Your Majesty, what did that boy mean?"
He really dared to say it, he really dared to say it.
What shocked Wei Zhonghe the most was that he could actually see clearly.
“This man has a big heart and sees clearly.”
This is Emperor Yan’s evaluation of Zheng Fan.
As everyone knows, behind Zheng Fan is the most paternal sixth prince and a peerless old silver-coin blind man. It is like two think tanks accompanying you to watch the news broadcast. You will definitely be able to see more deeply than others.
“Previously, what Liang Ting said to him after he finished talking about the strategy of attacking Qian.”
“Did the Marquis of Zhenbei teach him how to roast a leg of lamb?”
Emperor Yan glanced at Wei Zhonghe. Wei Zhonghe immediately smacked his lips and smacked his lips twice, but Wei Zhonghe immediately knelt down and said,
"My slave made a mistake, please punish me."
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In fact, this does not mean that Wei Zhonghe said something wrong, because Wei Zhonghe was right. Li Liangting did start teaching Zheng Fan how to roast a lamb leg after Zheng Fan finished talking about the attack strategy.
But the mistake was that Wei Zhonghe's tone contained a little bit of disdain for Li Liangting, as light as a cicada, but Emperor Yan caught it.
Every place has regional discrimination and occupational discrimination. This is human nature and cannot be changed.
Eunuchs are actually at the bottom of professional discrimination, almost at the bottom. Even if they are the turtles in the red tent, it is not impossible to straighten up.
Emperor Yan’s eyes fell on Wei Zhonghe,
Wei Zhonghe's back was already dripping with cold sweat.
But if you want to say that Wei Zhonghe is discriminating against Li Liangting's origin as a northern barbarian, then you are too underestimating the chief seal of the Great Yan Secretary of Ceremony.
Actually, he was testing Emperor Yan's true feelings for Zhenbei Hou. As a slave, you have to act according to your master's wishes. This is his life instinct, a habit that is infiltrated into his bones.
But it is obvious that His Majesty's feelings for Zhenbei Hou are already so sensitive.
"Get up. Next time, go and guard the mausoleum for me and wait for me to come."
"Your Majesty, I don't dare."
Wei Zhonghe slowly stood up.
"Although Liang Ting was talking about roasted leg of lamb, he was also saying in disguise that Zheng Fan's strategy was right.
As a general, the only thing in his eyes is how to defeat the enemy in front of him. , how to capture the city in front of you? As the saying goes, a thousand armies are easy to win. A general is hard to find, but in my opinion, a thousand generals are easy to get, but a commander is hard to find.
If I tell you again, the strategy Zheng Fan said is the same as what I discussed with Liang Ting Wujing. The strategies are almost the same, what do you think, old bastard?”
"Old slave congratulates your majesty for getting another great talent. Congratulations to your majesty and congratulations to Yan!"
It's like roasting a leg of lamb.
We must consider what the sheep was fed before being slaughtered. What materials should be considered, charcoal, spices, etc. , just like the real high-ranking officials guarding one side or the generals attacking one side, what they need to think about is not just the victory or defeat of the battle in front of them or the city in front of them, but also the politics, economy, culture, the other party and their own dynasty. All kinds of changes in the hall.
This kind of thing is called pattern.
What Li Liangting and Emperor Yan appreciated was the pattern Zheng Fan showed in his strategy.
Of course, what Emperor Yan and Marquis Zhenbei didn't know was how many talents were standing behind Zheng Fan. Newton stood on the shoulders of giants, while Zheng Fan was carried by seven dwarfs.
“Is the Jiang family on the list of prisoners or on the list of extermination?”
“Your Majesty, it is on the list of prisoners.”
“On the list of extermination ."
"The slave obeys the order."
"By the way, did Cheng Jue build a temple outside the city?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, it is an earth temple, but at the back are the tablets of the Min family and Concubine Min. ”
“Oh, I pity this kid Cheng Jue”
Wei Zhonghe stood on the side, not daring to speak.
A few moments,
Emperor Yan said:
“Push it away.”
…………
“Are you full?”
“Return to the Marquis. , humble job is full.”
"Why do you only eat so little?"
"I'm really not used to eating so greasy in the morning."
"That's because my life is so comfortable on weekdays. "
"Before I joined the army, my family ran a small business, and there was no shortage of food and clothing."
"If I say that I envy you, would you believe it?"
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"I believe it."
"Oh?"
"Because the food in the Hou Mansion is really unpalatable."
"Oh, it is indeed unpalatable. Ah, you know, I have been looking forward to the opportunity to go to Beijing. When I was a child, I could grab His Majesty's chicken legs."
"..." Zheng Fan.
This is the imperial palace after all. You, the Marquis of Zhenbei, can tell you about the embarrassing things that happened to Emperor Yan in the past, but Zheng Fan knows that he cannot deal with it.
Zhenbei Hou walked in front, Zheng Fan followed behind.
Zheng Fan still held a lot of barbecue tools from Zhenbeihou in his hands. Zhenbeihou was a real person. He even brought his own tools when he was roasting lamb legs in the Royal Garden, and he didn't forget to take them with him. .
When passing a pavilion gate, Zheng Fan felt that a barbecue grill was about to fall off, so he said to a palace guard standing on both sides of the pavilion gate:
"Brother, help me Mention it.”
The guard immediately reached out to help, and as soon as he took over the offer, Zheng Fan saw two soldiers running behind him.
One person covered the guard's mouth, and the other put the knife edge on the guard's neck.
Zheng Fan was stunned for a moment,
The two soldiers smiled at Zheng Fan,
Zheng Fan also smiled,
Knowing that the other party seems to not want blood spilled on him, it is also a good intention.
Zheng Fan took two steps back,
"Poof!"
The knife edge scratched the enthusiastic guard's neck.
A soldier took the grill that the guard had brought for Zheng Fan and said to Zheng Fan:
"Sir, I will help you get it."
"Oh, thank you, just help me pile it up and make it neatly."
"Okay, sir."
The other soldier dragged the body of the guard away.
After rearranging the barbecue grill, Zheng Fan speeded up and caught up with Zhenbei Hou.
When Zheng Fan was running, he clearly saw a group of soldiers also running.
Along the way, several guards who had saluted him before were killed by the soldiers who followed him the next moment.
Not all of them were killed. For example, when one of the several people who were guarding or patrolling together was killed, a soldier immediately took the place of the killed guard, and the patrol continued. The garrison is still garrisoned.
It was like a gust of wind blowing over and squinting your eyes, but when you rubbed your eyes and took a closer look, nothing seemed to have changed.
"What's the matter? Can you still hold it?" Zhenbei Hou asked.
"It's not bad."
"Well, young people, you have to do more things."
Zhenbei Hou didn't explain what was happening in the palace, and Zheng Fan didn't ask. In fact, , Zheng Fan probably already guessed the reason.
The influence of the aristocratic family on Dayan is ubiquitous, especially the guards in the palace. Although they are not like the later generations of the Qing Dynasty who used aristocratic children as errands, it is difficult for ordinary people to After all, if you get this position, you are close to the big shots, so your chances are high.
Before, they were holding back, but now, from the moment when the Marquis of Jingnan massacred the Tian family, things have started to take off.
Presumably, not only was the palace about to undergo a general purge, but the Forbidden Army was also in a bloody turmoil at this time. In addition, the Tiancheng County soldiers under the eldest prince's control were definitely doing similar things.
This is the power of the clan. They are everywhere, and their influence can touch almost every aspect of a country. If you move the clan, it is like scraping the bones and curing the poison.
Ahead, several teams of eunuchs and maids hurried to the direction of the harem. Each team was led by a big eunuch in red.
They went to invite some of the concubines in the palace to ascend to heaven.
The emperor has no family affairs. This saying is not only reflected in the fact that women in the imperial family often need to be reduced to tools for political marriages. In fact, the emperor himself is also a sacrifice in this sentence.
In the early stage, in order to win over the family, you have to marry the girl from this family, right? After marrying into this family, you can't ignore that family, right? This, this, and that, they also want to marry.
Many of the women in the harem have a family behind them, and sometimes, in order to achieve a deeper political marriage, the emperor has to work hard to get them to conceive and give birth to a prince or prince with the blood of their mother's family. Princess.
Recalling what Xiaoliuzi said yesterday, his father has been working hard on those "beauties" in Xiahang of Qian Country recently. He probably also wants to give birth to one or two descendants with Qian Country blood for convenience. Let's rule the country after using troops.
No matter how interesting and pleasant things are, as long as political tasks are added to them, they will become dull and boring.
A fire,
From the time when the fields and houses were burned,
soon,
the whole country of Yan was set ablaze.
Walking in the palace at this time, Zheng Fan felt really excited. This excitement probably came from the fact that he was able to become a "witness of a historical moment."
In front, a man wearing black armor appeared. His armor was the style of the Zhenbei Army. There was a wooden box beside the man.
"Master Marquis, please wear armor."
"I really don't want to wear such heavy armor."
Zhenbei Hou shook his head, but felt helpless.
The man opened the box, and inside was a set of simple and majestic armor.
Simple is simple. As for how majestic a set of armor is, that comes from Zheng Fan's imagination.
After all, it is Zhenbeihou's armor, just like the lamb leg roasted by Zhenbeihou himself, it always gives people a special feeling.
The Marquis of Zhenbei did not pull up the tent either. In fact, it was top secret that he entered the palace from the West Garden today, and he was accompanied by this man.
Zheng Fan stepped forward to help. The armor was very heavy and it was difficult for Zheng Fan to lift it up. This shows why the Marquis of Zhenbei didn't like wearing it anymore. It felt almost like carrying several sacks of rice on his body.
There is also a large python-headed sword in the box. Good guy, it is so heavy that Zheng Fan couldn't lift it the first time.
The man stretched out his hand and pulled out the big knife. Zhenbeihou reached out to take it, but he didn't hold it up stupidly. Instead, he pointed the blade downward and pierced it. The palace floor tiles.
Holding the knife,
Zhenbei Hou said:
“Qingshuang.”
“Master Hou.”
This man’s name is Qingshuang. ? Kind of like a woman's name.
There are seven general soldiers under the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, six of them are given the surname Li, and only one is not named Li. Zheng Fan was introduced to him by the sixth prince, and this is the only one who is not named Li. It is not because he is not taken seriously, but precisely because of his His identity is very sensitive. There are rumors that he has the blood of the Golden Family of the Barbarian Royal Court or that he is a descendant of a prince who competed with the late emperor for the throne. There are even rumors that he has the blood of a royal family from Jin and Chu.
At least, it seems to Zheng Fan now that he does not have the blood of the Golden Family. There are still obvious differences between the appearance and characteristics of the barbarians and the Yan people.
“There is an empty general in your town, give it to this boy.”
“Yes, Lord Marquis.”
“Master Marquis...”
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"You are originally from Beifeng, and you belong to our Zhenbei Army. Now, you are just going home."
"Master Hou..."
"No need to thank you in a hurry, we The Marquis Mansion is not in favor of this. If you want to thank me, let's talk about your merits. I look at people, but I can't. Never make mistakes, you must not let me make an exception."
"Master Hou..."
"That's it, you will follow Qing Shuang from now on. Don't be afraid of Tian. Wu Jing blames him, Tian Wu Jing is still half a lifetime away from me."
"Master Hou."
"Huh?"
This time it was Qingshuang who reminded him.
Zhenbeihou stopped talking to himself and looked in the direction indicated by Qingshuang. Suddenly, Zhenbeihou's face turned red.
There,
Standing was a stalwart figure who was slightly younger than the Marquis of Zhenbei, his gilded armor shining brightly in the morning light. (End of this chapter)