First Prince of Ming Dynasty

What kind of waves can a mere two hundred riders make in the capital? People dare to send their eldest son to the capital. The Ming Dynasty naturally has to show its due bearing. A great country has its own majestic spirit.

What's more, if Chahan was not stupid, he would naturally go to Beijing alone. At least it would be nice to say it, and it would greatly ease the conflict. After all, it was they who were in a weak position, not Daming.

Otherwise, it would not be Chahan who entered Beijing but Zhu Biao who went to Liaodong. So at this time, Daming had to show his open mind, while Liaodong had to show weakness and obedience.

Jiang Yu backed out as promised, and Zhu Biao got up and walked towards Zuoshunmen after calculating the time. All the officials who were going to the morning court should have arrived. Instead of waiting here, it is better to go over there to chat.

As soon as I left the Wenhua Palace, I saw Liu Jin and Liu An kneeling by the roadside: "Your maidservant waits to kowtow."

Zhu Biao looked at Liu Jin who had a circle around his head and said, "Go back and rest, there is no shortage of people to serve you here in this Palace."

Liu Jin accepted the promise with a smile on her face as usual, and then bowed down to show respect, but the faces of Liu An and Zhao Huai'an beside her changed drastically, and they were a little panicked.

Zhu Biao seemed to have suddenly remembered something and casually said: "The princess said yesterday that there seems to be a lack of maidservant Li Shu concubine Li Shu, Liu An, go there."

Liu An turned pale and called out: "Your Highness, slave..."

Zhu Biao frowned and left without paying attention, Fugui hurriedly followed, he always brought only one eunuch with him when he went to court, and Fuduo stayed to take care of Wenhua Palace.

The prince walked away, and all the servants stood up. Liu Jin couldn't help but coughed a few times in pain. He was caught by the wind last night and got typhoid fever. Even if the imperial doctor prescribes medicine for a while, it probably won't get better.

Liu An, who was kneeling beside him, came back to his senses and helped him. Liu Jin slapped his hand, and the crisp sound made the hearts of the other court ladies and eunuchs tremble. Wei years, not this night can be eliminated.

"Godfather..."

When the crown prince left, Liu Jinqiang's spirits instantly became sluggish. After slapping Liu An and nothing happened, he himself couldn't help coughing again and again.

Liu Jin gasped for a while before saying: "When will it be your turn to answer what the Lord ordered? The only thing a servant has to do is to obey the call. Even if you are told to die, you should be willing to die with a smile!"

Liu An was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to Liu Jin who was still kneeling: "Godfather, take care, my son will go to Concubine Shu to serve her now."

Immediately, Liu An got up and cheered up and saluted the former companions with different expressions around him, then Yang bowed his waist with a slightly humble smiling face and walked towards the harem.

Several young eunuchs who were previously bullied and suppressed by Liu An gloated at Liu An's back with vicious eyes. Concubine Li Shu's grand maid had long complained about Liu An, and this time he was relegated to be the most humble eunuch , Some are hard days.

There was an eerie silence in front of the Wenhua Palace. At this time, only Liu Jin was still kneeling on the ground and unable to get up. Some people wanted to go up to help him. Such a total disempowerment.

But if you want to burn a cold stove, you also need to be able to make a fire yourself. Ordinary people don't have the qualifications, not to mention that in the public, everyone knows that the rafters in the early years will rot first.

Fuduo, who was a little rich, was gaining momentum now, and there were not many people who could stand and drink tea with His Royal Highness, so he hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "It's cold in spring, I'll help you up."

Liu Jin got up with a pale complexion and smiled, "I made Eunuch Fu laugh."

Fuduo bowed his body and said in a low voice: "You are slapping a slave in the face. What is your identity? Your Highness Kuan Ren is the most nostalgic. When you recover from your injury and come back to serve you, you will still be you."

Liu Jin shook his head and didn't say anything, just saluted: "Then let's go back, and I will rely on Eunuch Fu to serve you. If you need to pay attention, you can ask Huai'an. No matter what happens, you can serve His Highness well."

After saying that, Liu Jin turned around and left. Zhao Huaian, who had been standing silently for a long time without looking at him from the beginning to the end, had a few godsons and grandsons who hurried to follow, but Liu Jin waved them all away. Still coughing, walking alone towards his little house.

Zhao Huaian took a deep breath, then bowed respectfully to Fuduo: "From now on, the little ones will have to rely on Eunuch Fu to take care of them."

"Everywhere, it's all to serve His Highness."

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Zhu Biao and his entourage soon arrived at the classroom. Except for some older and rather lethargic veterans, the rest of the civil and military were chatting energetically, with government affairs and romance.

"The ministers welcome His Royal Highness, Your Highness is safe and sound."

"Okay, all my lovers are free of courtesy."

Zhu Biao smoothly integrated into this big group. All officials who felt that he had such a decent face came forward and wanted to say a few words with the prince. Zhu Biao naturally would not refuse anyone who came, and he would respond when he heard it. He was gentle and well-spoken. .

Or when he realized that His Highness the Crown Prince was in a good mood today, Wu Xun couldn't help it any longer, and when a few majestic bodies leaned in, the servants Yushi's eyes went dark and they staggered inexplicably and were knocked back.

When he came back to his senses, the Crown Prince who was in front of him was gone, replaced by a few buttocks that kept hitting each other, and looking at the decorations on the court clothes, it was clearly a group of vulgar warriors.

The faces of a few people turned red and they were about to squeeze back again. They had important officials from the court discussing with His Highness the Crown Prince, and they were talking happily, so how could they be disturbed by this group of Qiuba.

Wang Yushi pushed the two strong men in front of him and squeezed into the middle relying on his thin physique. When he finally saw the figure of His Highness the Crown Prince vaguely, the two strong and strong buttocks collided tacitly.

There was a clear sound from Wang Yushi's thin waist, and he fell backwards as if he had lost his bones. He was supported by his colleagues behind him. I can't even say it.

"Hurry up, Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"It was fine just now, let's help him to the back and sit down."

A group of Wu Xun with loud voices around Zhu Biao naturally didn't know what was going on there, but looked at the big mouth in front of him and said, "Have you caused trouble recently?"

General Dingguo, captain of Shangqingche, opened his mouth wide and said sternly: "How can that be, the general mentioned it a few days ago, we all remember it!"

Lieutenant Shangqingche is a third-rank military officer, and General Dingguo is a second-rank military officer from the imperial court. These are actually false titles. Whether to command the army depends on the arrangement of the Metropolitan Governor's Office, but there is a salary to receive no matter what.

Zhu Biao glanced at the silly smiling figures in front of him and said, "Don't think about eating, drinking and having fun all day long. Gongchang Hou, Nanxiong Hou, Dongping Hou, Dongping Hou, Xuanning Hou and others have all been ordered to run errands. You guys are now in charge of the drills in the Beijing camp. Not to be neglected."

Several people promised with serious expressions, and they opened their mouths wide to promise: "Don't worry, General, our old Zhang will live in the camp before the Hou Ye come back!"

Zhang Dazui said that there was no gatekeeper, and the rest of them beat him to death with displeasure, but they could only keep up with their mouths, and they all promised to do their best to guard the Beijing camp.

Zhu Biao nodded happily, and then waved his hand to let them go. Then the Minister of the Ministry of Rites squeezed in panting: "Your Highness, the son of Nahachu from Liaodong should enter Beijing today. I don't know what standard the Ministry of Rites should receive and arrange."

This kind of thing is not big or small. At present, Liaodong and Daming are still in a state of hostility, but the meaning of Nahachu's son's coming to Beijing is understood by everyone. The standard is too low, it is definitely not good, but the standard is too high It doesn't seem right, after all, Naha has no grievances with the Holy Spirit, and he doesn't know what the Holy Spirit is thinking now.

The Ministry of Rites didn't have the guts to speculate on the holy will, so they had to wait for the order, but they waited and waited, so they arranged everything in advance, and it's not too late to use that arrangement now.

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he really didn't pay attention to such trivial matters, he glanced at the Minister of Rites and said: "After the next dynasty, Aiqing will lead the officials of the Ministry of Rites to welcome Kaiyuan King's son Chahan on behalf of the father and the palace, so as to welcome the country. Make it a courtesy reception, let's place it in the garden outside the palace."

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites naturally heard His Royal Highness's intention of beating, but beating is much better than pursuing responsibility after breaking a taboo. If Liaodong can be attached smoothly, it will save a lot of trouble. No matter how big or small this matter is, it is not just a yamen of the Ministry of Rites Can afford it.

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