There was no change in Zhu Biao's expression. It was sheer fantasy to expect those Qiu Ba from the Beijing Camp to train honestly in the camp. It was perfectly normal for them to sneak out to eat, drink and have fun.
This is not war time, and as long as they don't do anything to oppress good people, Zhu Biao doesn't bother to go into the details, so he won't kill the founding military general because of this.
But you still need to know what you need to know, at least know it in your mind, and you can choose a time to hit it in the future. This can also shock them and let them know that no small move can be hidden from the higher ups, and they just don't want to argue with you.
"How's it going over there in Goryeo? King Qi should be here."
Jiang Wei took out a few letters from his arms and replied: "General Mo just received the secret letter from Gao Li an hour ago."
Under Zhu Biao's deliberate arrangement, the trade between Ming Dynasty and Goryeo gradually increased. Of course, the subject of trade was not the people below. The people of Goryeo were poor. In the past, the caravans mainly did business with nobles from aristocratic families, who were extremely rich.
, and are also happy to buy Ming Dynasty’s goodies to compare with each other and show off.
Jiang Wei raised the letter above his head with both hands. Zhao Huai'an, who was waiting on the side, bowed and picked it up. Maintaining this posture, he carefully sent the letter to the prince.
Zhu Biaoxin took it in his hand, and the seal had been opened. Jiang Wei was naturally qualified to read such a secret letter from within the pro-military governor's mansion. If it was a secret letter written by Zhu Di, he wouldn't dare to do so without permission.
Break the seal and take a peek.
With a few small scraping sounds of paper, Zhu Biao quickly finished reading and couldn't help but smile: "What a Li Chenggui, what a Jiang Side."
Jiang Wei looked at the hem of His Highness the Crown Prince's robe and said, "Should we order the spies in Goryeo to help His Highness King Qi?"
Zhu Biao threw the letter on the desk and asked, "Do you know the King of Qi very well?"
Jiang Wei leaned over and bowed and quickly replied: "The general and King Qi are not familiar with each other, but after all, King Qi went to Gaoli on the order of His Highness. The general may miss His Highness's plan!"
In fact, Zhu Biao knew very well that Jiang Yu could not have any friendship with Zhu Di. As the current real commander of the pro-military Duwei Mansion, in this position, if he dared to say more than a word to any prince behind Zhu Biao's back, he would be cut in half.
The best ending.
Zhu Biao ignored Jiang Yu and leaned back in his chair to ponder. In fact, when he sent Zhu Di there, he probably guessed that this would happen. No matter what he did, he needed a foundation, and Zhu Di had only one name that could not be revealed.
Outside the head, there is nothing.
It would be strange if he could stand firm and conquer Goryeo and Naha. Zhu Biao's sect was full of civil and military personnel, but who was under Zhu Di? Not to mention the generals who planned the plan, even the hundreds of military guards who were the foundation of his life.
People in the palace will only be loyal to the emperor and the prince.
In history, Li Chenggui was able to disobey the king's order and return to Weihua Island, which shows that he is an extremely ambitious person. Such a person must either be killed outright or control him with the general trend. He cannot be suppressed based on his status alone.
Jiang Side may not have such great ambitions, but he would never want to give all the credit for his hard work for many years to Zhu Di. This is understandable, and Zhu Biao cannot blame him harshly.
In the final analysis, it still depends on how Zhu Di is doing. It’s not like Zhu Biao didn’t give him a chance. Allowing his 30,000 Naha cavalry to come out is his only hope for a comeback. As long as he can control it and not be taken away by Li Chenggui,
It was enough to establish himself in Korea.
True gold still needs fire to be tempered, and a good man needs to be tempered by life. In fact, Zhu Di is not much better than the second and third sons. He has not experienced it after all. Zhu Biao expects him to open up a new path for the clan, and then Korea is his
Only by completing your coursework well can you get more trust and resources from Zhu Biao.
Otherwise, would the world be so big that it still lacks talented people?
Zhu Biao was silent for a long time, but Jiang Gu, who was kneeling on the ground, could not stop sweating. He had no friendship with King Qi, and what he just said was indeed for the overall situation.
But even though he had a clear conscience, he couldn't hold back the fear in his heart. He now held the power of the Imperial Guard's Mansion. Not to mention ordinary civil and military officials, even facing the princes and generals in the court, he showed no awe at all.
But facing the Holy Master and the Prince, my heart trembled, as if I were facing an abyss.
"Go down, we need to take good care of you from the capital camp."
"promise."
After Gu agreed, Jiang Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead while standing up. After standing up, he bowed and retreated politely, and did not turn around until he reached the door.
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In a gorgeous courtyard in Kaijing, Jiang Side and Dao Yan sat opposite each other. In front of them was a chessboard made of jade, and beside them was a small red clay stove that radiated heat. Several servants were stewing wine beside them.
"You're really not tempted."
Jiang Side twisted the chess piece and said with a smile: "Haha, people know how to value themselves. Of course, it is my dream to be surrounded by all the lands, but I know that there are very few people who have this blessing. Not to mention that I am shallow and virtuous, so I can still avoid it.
It’s hurting our small clan.”
Jiang Side's chess ability is far inferior to that of Dao Yan. They have played dozens of chess games in the past few days and have yet to win even once, even if Dao Yan gives in.
However, playing chess is about artistic conception, and winning or losing is not worth caring about, so the more he plays, the more interested he becomes. Jiang Side reached out and took the wine handed by the servant and drank it down. The wine went down his throat with a little scalding, and the rich wine
The fragrance rebounded instantly. It was so happy in this slightly windy pavilion!
"How about I send you to King Qi?"
"Are you going to send the young monk to die?"
"Haha, His Highness the Crown Prince has a big heart, how could he kill you for such a trivial matter? You and I have known each other for several years, and I have already achieved success. I will only wait to be rewarded based on my merits in the future. It is not appropriate to describe your merits in detail. I thought I would let you know
You go to King Qi and make some achievements, so that you can establish yourself in the East Palace after returning to the Ming Dynasty."
Dao Yan shook his head slightly and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not tell us to do our best to help King Qi. He just wanted to see King Qi's own abilities. I went to make suggestions for King Qi, but it ruined His Highness the Crown Prince's plan."
"Forget it, then you and I will just wait and see here. Will the King of Qi seize the opportunity to establish a foothold in northern Xinjiang? Or will Li Chenggui take advantage of the situation and seize power? Or Naha will go out to build a plank road to cross Chencang secretly, and really prepare to capture Goryeo."
Dao Yan casually killed Jiang Side's dragon, then flicked his sleeves and picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "What does that have to do with you and me?"
"Yeah, drink and drink, haha."
If you shift your gaze from the backyard to the front house, you can see a long queue in front of Jiang Side's house. Some of the servants who came to bring gifts were obviously already familiar with the journey. They were holding gift boxes and talking and laughing.
Since last year, to be precise, since the year before last, there have been people giving gifts in front of the angel’s house. Now there are many people queuing up who have come to give gifts more than ten or twenty times.
Why this is so, they don't know, but they know it is an easy job.
"How do you think this Heavenly Angel can store so many things? Just the gifts given by us over the years are enough to fill several large warehouses, right?"
"You don't know, although this Lord Angel doesn't reject anyone who comes, he also delivers a lot. I've seen it several times. Carloads of goodies are delivered to the homes of those who have just taken office. It's better to study.
Ah, even the great angels are looking at you."
It was not until evening that all the people giving gifts dispersed. The housekeeper and several accountants carefully ordered the accounts. One account was sent to the master, one was left in the house, and the other was handed over to a taciturn man.
In the hands of the nursing home.
After taking a bath, Jiang Side felt comfortable and looked at today's gift list. By the way, he picked up a pen and sketched out some instructions to send to each house. They were all members of poor families who had recently taken refuge. If he wanted others to serve, he had to provide for their food and clothing.
The Goryeo court was short of money, and it was common for officials to be in arrears with their salaries for several months. Officials from aristocratic families naturally didn't care, but officials from poor families or even ordinary people's families did not.