For a moment, Wang Fu's face turned bitter and he said nothing. He silently turned around and stood back on the train.
The King of Liang laughed and said, "Two envoys, please don't make fun of me when I speak frankly."
Dakui and Wang Xiyuan looked at each other, both feeling a little frightened in their hearts. This King of Liang was overpowering and moody, so it was better to deal with it with caution. Then Wang Xiyuan spoke with a eloquent tongue, and Xiao explained the whole story in terms of interests. The King of Liang stabbed Za.
Valmi just listened with a smile and seemed to be listening very seriously.
Da Kui knew that what Wang Xiyuan said was well-founded and well-founded. As long as Zacza Valmi had any brains, he should also consider what to do in the future. After all, Yunnan currently does not have the strength to send troops to the north, and once Emperor Taizu pacified Beiyuan
, will definitely turn around to deal with the remnants of Yuan Ting in Yunnan and other places. If he surrenders early, he will be able to be rich and wealthy for life. I believe that the king of Liang knew this clearly in his heart when he stabbed Valmi.
Wang Xiyuan's words were sincere, as if he was thinking about the king of Liang, Zaccivalmi, who kept nodding his head to express his agreement. The discussion on recruiting peace was proceeding steadily, and it seemed to be peaceful.
"Your Majesty, your kindness is well-intentioned, and I sincerely thank you. I will prepare a banquet tonight to welcome the two special envoys." The King of Liang invited Valmi to Zacca with a smile on his face.
The envoys had been in Zhongqing City for several days, and today the results were achieved. Dakui and Wang Xiyuan were overjoyed, and they both stood up to express their thanks.
When Dakui and Wang Xiyuan were saying goodbye, the two sides decided on an auspicious day and prepared to choose a day to read the edict. Yunnan's surrender was the general trend, and the King of Liang and his ministers also came forward to congratulate him. There were endless compliments and flattering words.
The King of Liang ordered Zaci Valmi to personally lead the ministers to send the Ming envoys out of the Prince of Liang's Mansion, and ordered people to arrange for the envoys to stay in the inner city.
That night, the Liang Prince's Mansion was brightly lit and there was singing and dancing. In addition to the ministers of the Liang Prince, there were also the leaders of various tribes who came to accompany them. The Yuan and Ming Dynasties seemed like one family, and the guests and hosts drank and talked happily to celebrate.
A grand reception banquet was held until Haishi. During the banquet, Dakui actually left the table, claiming that he was too drunk. The king of Liang personally ordered the guards to send Dakui back to the inner city posthouse.
"Oh, this wine tonight is so damn enjoyable..." Dakui talked drunkenly as he got off the sedan chair. The guards of Prince Liang's palace quickly stepped forward to help him until they sent Dakui to the post house to go to bed. Continued
Gou Sheng and others waited on Dakui to undress and get on the bed, and ordered someone to prepare sobering soup. After the guards of Prince Liang's palace left, the post house was extremely busy.
In a short while, the sobering soup was ready and the stone was brought to the upper room.
"Sir, the hangover soup is ready. Drink it quickly while it's hot, otherwise it will hurt your body." Shitou came to the bed with the hangover soup. Gou Sheng and others were about to help Dakui up when Dakui's eyes suddenly turned into sleepy and drunken eyes.
It was clear and bright, and then Dakui got up and put on his shoes, which surprised everyone.
"Please retreat later. You must guard the door strictly. If anyone asks, just say that I am drunk." After Dakui gave the order, he walked to the side of the bed and took out a set of night clothes from the cabinet.
Gou Sheng and others knew that Dakui had something important to do, so they immediately took orders and left the room.
Dakui changed his clothes and walked out of the room, closing the door gently. Then he found the back door of the post house, left the post house through the back door and went straight to the east of the city.
The night was deep, and everything was quiet. Da Kui did not take the main road, but chose the alleyway. Soon he came to the back door of a large house. This house was where Wang Fu lived. Da Kui looked carefully and saw
There was no one around so he climbed over the wall and entered.
The backyard of Wang's house is very wide, with two pavilions with tasseled eaves. It's not yet midnight, but there are no lights in the palace. It's obvious that everyone has gone to bed early. Da Kui passed the two pavilions and touched the front yard. Suddenly, while walking,
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Dakui flashed and hid behind a bush in the garden.
Two maids came from the garden corridor, both carrying trays. Dakui was delighted. They were delivering supper. If he followed them, he would surely find Wang Fu's whereabouts.
The two maids walked all the way through the garden, and after several twists and turns, they arrived at a small gated courtyard. After entering the courtyard, they walked straight to a lighted main room. Da Kui followed the two maids silently until they were near the main room.
, Dakui then walked around from the corridor to the side of the room. After a while, two maids came out of the main room. Dakui looked carefully and found that the things in the hands of the two maids were missing, and they thought they had left food in the room. This showed that there was something wrong in the room.
A man must be distinguished in his family.
When the two maids walked away, Dakui ducked to the corridor, walked a few steps quickly and jumped up. He tapped his toes on the picture pillars in the corridor and put his hands lightly on the beams in the corridor. Then Dakui hung the golden hook upside down,
His legs were clinging to the roof beam, and his body was hanging upside down from the beam.
There was a transom window under the corridor of this house. Dakui wet his fingers with saliva, gently picked out the broken window paper and looked into the room with one eye. He saw several people sitting in the hall, and they were all dressed in rich or expensive clothes. Two of them were older.
Kui recognized that one was Wang Fu and the other was Wang Fu's son, the crippled Wang Anqi.
At this time, Wang Anqi was leaning on a large chair. The chair had a strange shape, especially the large wooden wheels on both sides. Dakui had heard someone say before that this kind of chair with wheels was called a wheelchair. According to legend, during the Three Kingdoms period,
In his later years, Zhuge Liang, the Prime Minister of Shu, became ill from overwork and could not stand or walk for long periods of time, so he used a wheelchair instead of walking when he went on an expedition. King Anqi also used a wheelchair, but he couldn't get along with Zhuge Wuhou. Zhuge Wuhou was busy with state affairs.
, but Wang Anqi was beaten into a disability by Da Kui because of his misbehavior and bad deeds.
No one in the room spoke. Only Wang Anqi sat there, tilting his head and eating.
Behind Wang Anqi, someone held a spoon and rice bowl and was feeding him porridge one spoonful at a time. Now Wang Anqi could not move his whole body and had to be taken care of by someone every day, making him a useless person.
Wang Fu looked at his son's miserable appearance, and felt a heart-breaking pain in his heart. As the saying goes: A tiger cannot eat its venom. Wang Fu has done all kinds of bad things with a single word, and it can be said that he has evil intentions and evil hands. But now that his son has suffered such evil retribution, how can he, as a father,
Don't you feel bad? At this time, Wang Fu is just a censor, and he is not qualified to participate in the grand gathering held at Prince Liang's Mansion tonight. Now Wang Fu has to worry about his own future. If Prince Liang surrenders to the Ming Dynasty, then what will happen in the future?
The good days have come to an end.
Dakui was hanging on the beam, and he couldn't help but wonder, what were Wang Fu and these people doing? They were all sitting in the hall, not talking, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, but they were very weird. Looking at the few people sitting in the room, they all
Their clothes are luxurious and their bearings are extraordinary. Da Kui guessed that these people must be the dignitaries in Zhongqing City, but it was already dark now, what were they going to do?
Just as he was puzzled, footsteps came from the distance again. Dakui straightened his body and hid behind the beam. When the visitor entered the room, he hung under the beam again and looked into the room through the dug window.
"Oh, Commander Zhou, you've got it. Everyone is waiting for you. Come, come, take a seat." Wang Fu stood up to greet him, and everyone else also stood up. Everyone in the room exchanged greetings with each other, and then the guests and hosts took their seats.
"Everyone is here, so Wang will no longer hide himself." Wang Fu spoke first.
Later Commander Zhou took a sip of tea and then said: "Master Wang, if you have anything to say, just say it. You and I are not outsiders. Zhou who can help will definitely help." Dakui saw through the window through the hole that Commander Zhou
He has a tall figure and is dressed in rich clothes. Perhaps because of the hot weather, the buttons on his collar are open, revealing a piece of chest hair. Such a tough person is supposed to be very common among the Mongols, but this week's commander has something different.
Although he was wearing a Mongolian robe, his hair style was that of a Han Chinese. Da Kui saw that the knuckles on his tea-serving hands were covered with calluses, and he was obviously a master of foreign boxing.
The land of China has been occupied by the Yuan Dynasty for more than a hundred years, and the living customs of the Han people and the Mongolian people have been roughly the same. Although the Central Plains and Jiangnan are vast and rich in resources, they are different from the bitter and cold places in the north. It is not suitable for grazing, so there is no need to go around for food.
Home. The Mongols settled down and lived in the same houses as the Han people. They were no longer Obo on the grassland.
Over more than a hundred years, the Mongolian people's eating habits and clothing have gradually changed. The Zhou Commander in front of us is an example. Due to the intermarriage between Han and Mongolia, many so-called Mongolians have adopted Han surnames.
Wang Fu raised his fists towards everyone, and then continued: "Thank you for not giving up, I am very grateful." After saying this, he pondered for a while and then got to the point: "The Ming court sent envoys to surrender, I think everyone has already
I know. But Wang Fu is really worried about the stakes." He said with a sad look on his face, truly caring about the country and the people.
"There is a saying among the Han people in the Central Plains: Those who are not of my race must have different minds. Now the Ming Dynasty cannot take care of both the north and the south, so it pretends to recruit peace. Once the north is stable, how can this place be safe for a long time?" Wang Fu was good at tempting, and he had good intentions.
Seeing everyone whispering to each other, or some people nodding in agreement, Wang Fu felt happy and continued: "Think about the first year of Hongwu, how did Zhu Yuanzhang treat his heroes? He killed tens of thousands of Jiangnan officials at one time, which of those officials were killed?
Isn’t he a hero in the imperial army and a pillar of the imperial court? He, Zhu Yuanzhang, treats his ministers so cold-bloodedly, let alone us?”
"Yes, yes, Master Wang is right."
"Well, the one named Zhu went a little too far."
"Oh, what can we do?"
"Learning from the past, misfortune is not far away."......
Everyone here was whispering and discussing for a while. Wang Fu raised his hands and pressed them softly: "Everyone, everyone, please be patient."
After everyone heard this, they all fell silent. Wang Fu continued: "Now the King of Liang has set a date with the envoy to accept the recruitment on the eighth day of this month. If he is really recruited, we will have a lot of hardships." Wang Fu said.
He sighed and shook his head secretly.
"Master Wang, don't worry. Just tell me clearly what your purpose is in coming to us today." Commander Zhou said in a rough voice, with some impatience in his words.
Wang Fu sighed again, and then he explained the plan in his heart...