First Prince of Ming Dynasty

Zhu Biao's expression didn't change much either. It's pure nonsense to expect those Qiu Ba in the Beijing camp to practice in the camp honestly. It's only normal for them to sneak out to eat, drink and have fun.

It's not a time of war, as long as they don't do anything to oppress the good, Zhu Biao doesn't bother to study these details carefully, so he won't kill the military general who founded the country because of this.

But what you need to know is still to know, at least you know it well, and it’s good to pick a time to hit it in the future, so that it can also deter them, let them know that no small trick can be hidden from the above, it’s just that they don’t want to care about you.

"How about Goryeo, King Qi should be here."

Jiang Yu took out a few letters from his bosom and replied, "I just received the secret letter from Goryo at the end of an hour ago."

Under Zhu Biao's deliberate arrangement, the trade between Daming and Goryeo has gradually increased. Of course, the subject of the trade is not the people below. The people of Goryeo are poor. In the past, the caravans mainly did business with the nobles of the family. , and are also happy to buy Daming's good things to compare and show off to each other.

Jiang Yu raised the letter above his head with both hands, and Zhao Huaian, who was waiting on the side, bowed to pick it up, and carefully delivered the letter to the prince while maintaining this posture.

Zhu Biaoxin brought it in his hand, and the seal has been opened. Jiang Yu is naturally qualified to read this kind of secret letter inside the pro-military captain's mansion. If it is like a secret letter written by Zhu Di, he would not dare to kill him without authorization. Breaking the seal and peeping.

With a few small sounds of paper rubbing, Zhu Biao quickly finished reading and couldn't help laughing: "What a Li Chenggui, what a Jiang Side."

Jiang Yu looked straight at the hem of His Royal Highness's robe and said, "Should I order the spies in Goryeo to help His Highness King Qi?"

Zhu Biao threw the letter on the desk and asked, "King Qi knows you very well?"

Jiang Yu bowed down and hurriedly replied: "The last general is not familiar with the king of Qi, but after all, the king of Qi went to Koryo under the order of His Highness, and the last general may miss His Highness's plan!"

In fact, Zhu Biao knew very well that it was impossible for Jiang Xie to have any friendship with Zhu Di. As the real commander of the pro-army Duwei Mansion, if he in this position dared to talk to any prince behind Zhu Biao's back, he would be cut in half. Best ending ever.

Zhu Biao ignored Jiang Yu, and leaned back in his chair to meditate. In fact, when he sent Zhu Di to go, he probably guessed that this would happen. Outside the head, there is nothing.

It would be a strange thing to be able to stand up and eat Goryeo and Nahachu if you go there. Zhu Biao's sect has a complete range of civil and military skills, but who is under Zhu Di's command? Don't talk about the general's ability to seek the master, even the hundreds of military guards who are based on the foundation are people in the palace, and they will only be loyal to the emperor and the prince.

Li Chenggui's ability to disobey the king's orders and return to the army on Weihua Island in history shows that he is a very ambitious person. Such a person can either be killed altogether, or he can be controlled by the general trend. His status alone cannot be suppressed.

Jiang Side may not have such great ambitions, but he will never want to give Zhu Di all the credit for his hard work for many years. This is understandable, and Zhu Biao can't criticize anything.

In the final analysis, it still depends on Zhu Di himself. It is not that Zhu Biao did not give him a chance. Allowing his 30,000 nahas to ride the iron cavalry is his only hope for a comeback. As long as he can control it and not be taken away by Li Chenggui, he will Enough to establish a foothold in Goryeo.

True gold still needs fire to practice, and a good man needs to be honed by the world. In fact, Zhu Di is not much better than the second and third children. After all, he has no experience. Zhu Biao expects him to open a new path for the clan, so Goryeo is his. Only by completing the homework well can Zhu Biao gain more trust and resources.

Otherwise, the world is so big, can there still be a shortage of talents?

Zhu Biao didn't say anything for a long time, but Jiang Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, was sweating uncontrollably. He had no friendship with King Qi, and what he said just now was indeed for the sake of the overall situation.

But even if he has a clear conscience, the fear in his heart is unbearable. He now holds the power of the military commander, not to mention ordinary civil and military officials, even facing the princes and generals in the court. But facing the prince and the prince, I feel trembling, as if facing an abyss.

"Go down, the Beijing camp has to take good care of you."

"promise."

After a promise, Jiang Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead with the effort of getting up, stood up, bowed back in a regular manner, and turned to leave until he reached the door.

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In a magnificent courtyard in Kaijing, Jiang Side and Dao Yan sat facing each other. In front of them were chess pieces made of jade, and beside them was a small red clay stove emitting heat. A few servants were boiling wine beside them.

"You really don't care."

Jiang Side twirled the chess pieces and smiled: "Hehe, people value themselves, and enclosing lands and borders is of course my dream vision, but I know that there are very few people who have this blessing. It hurts the small clan."

Jiang Side's chess strength is far inferior to Dao Yan's. They have played dozens of chess games these days, but they have not won a single game, even if Dao Yan gave up.

However, playing chess is just an artistic conception, winning or losing is not worth caring about, so the more you play, the more interested you become. Jiang Side reached out to take the wine handed by the servant and drank it down. The incense rebounded in an instant, and it was really pleasant in this slightly wind-cold pavilion!

"Why don't I take you to King Qi?"

"Are you going to send the little monk to die?"

"Haha, His Royal Highness has a world in mind, how can he kill you because of such a trivial matter, you and I have known each other for several years, I have already achieved success, and I will only reward you for your merits in the future, and your meritorious deeds should not be told in detail. You go to King Qi to make some contributions, so that you can gain a foothold in the East Palace after you return to Daming."

Dao Yan shook his head slightly and said: "His Royal Highness didn't tell me to do our best to help King Qi, but he just wanted to see King Qi's own ability. I went here to make suggestions for King Qi, but it ruined His Royal Highness' plan."

"Forget it, then you and I will wait and see here, whether King Qi can seize the opportunity to gain a foothold in the northern border, or Li Chenggui took advantage of the situation to seize power, or Naha went out of Mingxiu plank road to cross Chencang secretly, and was really ready to capture Goryeo."

Dao Yan casually killed Jiang Side's big dragon with his Luozi trap, then swung his sleeves and picked up the wine glass to drink: "What does that have to do with you and me?"

"Yes, drink and drink, haha."

If you turn your gaze from the backyard to the front house, you can see that there is a long queue in front of Jiang Side's mansion. Some servants who came to give gifts are obviously already familiar with the journey, talking and laughing with the gift boxes in twos and threes.

Since last year, to be more precise, since the year before last, there have been no gift-givers in front of the Angel's Mansion. Many people who line up now have come to give gifts more than ten or twenty times. Why, they don't know, but they know it's an easy job.

"How can you say that Master Datian has put so many things in it? The gifts from our family over the years alone are probably enough to fill up several big warehouses?"

"You don't know, although this Master Angel never refuses anyone, he also sends out a lot. I've seen it several times. Carloads of good things are sent to the homes of those who have just taken office. It's better to study." Ah, Master Da Ming looks up to you."

In the evening, the gift-givers dispersed, and the housekeeper and several accountants carefully sorted out the accounts, one for the master, one for the mansion, and the other for a taciturn man. In the hands of the nursing home.

After taking a bath, Jiang Side looked at today's gift list, picked up a pen and sketched some orders and sent them to each family. They are all poor scholars who have recently come to seek refuge.

The Goryeo court was short of money, and it was common for officials to be in arrears of salaries for several months. Officials from aristocratic families naturally didn't care, but some officials from poor families or even ordinary people's families couldn't do it.

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