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, I speak frankly and don't make fun of you."
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 carefully. Then Wang Xiyuan used his eloquent tongue to explain the whole story in terms of interests, and 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 Yuanting remnants in Yunnan and other places. If they surrender early, they will be able to be rich and wealthy for life. I believe that the Liang King naturally knew this in his heart.
Wang Xiyuan's words were sincere, as if he was thinking about the king of Liang, Zaci Valmi. Zaci Valmi kept nodding his head, expressing his agreement, and the discussion on recruiting peace was proceeding steadily, seemingly peaceful.
"Your Majesty, you have good intentions, and I sincerely thank you. I will prepare a banquet tonight to welcome the two special envoys," the king of Liang invited Zacza Valmi with a smile on his face.
The envoys have been in Zhongqing City for several days, and today they have achieved results. 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 read out the imperial edict on that day. The surrender of Yunnan was the general trend. The King of Liang and his ministers also came forward to congratulate him, and 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 Liang Prince's ministers, there were also leaders of various tribes who came to accompany him. The Yuan and Ming Dynasties seemed like one family. The guests and hosts drank and talked happily to celebrate.
A grand reception banquet was held until Haishi. During the banquet, Dakui unexpectedly left the banquet, claiming that he was too drunk. King Liang ordered Zaci Valmy to personally order the guards to send Dakui back to the inner city posthouse.
"Oh, the wine tonight... is so damn enjoyable..." Dakui kept talking drunkenly as he got off the sedan chair. The guards of Prince Liang's Mansion 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. Just as Gou Sheng and others were about to help Da Kui up, Da Kui's eyes suddenly turned into sleepy 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 tell me that I am drunk," Dakui ordered, then 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 walked along the alley. Not long after, 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 to the garden corridor, both carrying trays. Dakui was delighted. They were delivering supper. If he followed them, he would definitely 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 brightly lit 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. Not long after, two maids came out of the main room. Dakui looked carefully and found that the things in the hands of these two maids were missing. He thought they left food in the room, which showed that there was something wrong in the room. A man must be distinguished in his home.
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 painting pillars in the corridor, and his hands were lightly placed 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. Da Kui 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. They were all dressed in rich or expensive clothes. Among them, 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 big 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, the Prime Minister of Shu, Zhuge Liang, became ill from overwork and could not stand or walk for a long time. When he went on an expedition, he used a wheelchair instead. Wang Anqi also used a wheelchair, but he could not catch up with Zhuge Wuhou. Zhuge Wuhou was too 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 spoon at a time. Now Wang Anqi could not move his whole body and needed someone to take care of his daily life and food every day. He was a disabled person.
Wang Fu looked at his son's miserable appearance, and felt a heartache in his heart. As the saying goes: a tiger cannot eat its own food, Wang Fu has done all kinds of bad things with just one word. 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. He is not qualified to participate in the reception ceremony 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 Wang Fu and these people were doing. They were all sitting in the hall without 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 looked strange. Their clothes were luxurious and their bearings were extraordinary. Da Kui guessed that these people must be 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 is no longer hiding," 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 Mongolian robes, his hair style was Han Chinese. Da Kui saw that the knuckles on the hands he was serving tea were covered with calluses. 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. There is basically no difference between the living customs of the Han people and the Mongolian people. Although the Central Plains and the south of the Yangtze River are vast and rich in resources, they are different from the bitter and cold places in the north. They are not suitable for grazing and there is no need to go around. At 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 eating habits and dressing habits of the Mongols 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 clasped 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 involved," 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. The Ming Dynasty cannot take care of both the north and the south now, so it pretends to recruit peace. Once the north is stable, how can this place be safe for a long time?" Wang Fu followed the guidance and was good-intentioned.
Seeing everyone whispering to each other, or some people nodding in agreement, Wang Fu felt happy and continued: "Think about how Zhu Yuanzhang treated his heroes in the first year of Hongwu. He killed tens of thousands of Jiangnan officials at one time. Which of those officials were killed?" Zhu Yuanzhang is not a hero in the imperial court, but he treats his courtiers so cold-bloodedly, let alone us."
"Yes, yes, Master Wang is right,"
"Well, the person named Zhu went a little too far,"
"Oh, what can we do?"
"Learning from the past, doom is not far away,"......
Everyone here was talking among themselves for a long time. 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 us 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...,