During the banquet, the generals toasted frequently, and even the imperial envoy Li Qing drank a lot.
He didn't eat a few bites of the food and drank all he drank. He was very depressed. This was not in line with his purpose of having a banquet.
Zhu Di was in high spirits, and his subordinates refused to accept everyone's toast. Within half an hour, he was already drinking heavily.
The chief minister's cheeks were red and he drank a lot. He also got some benefits from this great victory. He felt very happy and grinned from time to time.
Zhu Di was not Zhu Yuanzhang, so he didn't have to worry about the majesty of the emperor. He got excited about drinking and simply went to Zhang Yu and Zhu Neng's table, where he rubbed shoulders with the generals and mingled with each other.
The generals were also very relaxed. After all, they only had a subordinate relationship with King Yan, not a monarch or minister.
The banquet lasted from noon until the afternoon when the banquet ended. The generals were staggering around after drinking, and were helped out of the palace by the soldiers.
After a banquet, except for Li Qing and Xiao Pang, no one could walk in a straight line, including Zhu Di.
Seeing that everyone was almost gone, Li Qing stood up and left.
Zhu Di winked at Haodaer, who quickly said, "Brother Qing, let's have a cup of tea before we leave!"
"Yeah...that's fine." Li Qing nodded in agreement.
After drinking a lot of wine, it would be nice to drink a cup of hot tea. As a veteran cadre, he can stand the test.
The three of them came to the attic, and not long after, Sanbao presented them with hot and delicious West Lake Longjing, and then left.
After drinking the warm tea, the stomach and intestines were much more comfortable. The three of them talked and laughed, but most of the time it was Xiaopang and Li Qing who were chatting, and Zhu Di couldn't get a word in.
There is no way, there is no room for three people in the world of two people.
"Li Qing." Zhu Di interrupted forcefully, "I haven't seen my father for two years. Is he okay?"
"Your Majesty is well." Li Qing replied, and continued the conversation with Xiaopang.
Zhu Di interrupted again, with a look of self-blame on his face, "As a son of a man, I cannot serve my father. It is really... against filial piety."
"Your Majesty, guarding your side is the greatest filial piety to the Emperor." Li Qing took a move and choked out the second half of Zhu Di's sentence.
Li Qing knew what Lao Si was planning and said with a smile: "If the prince really misses the emperor, he can write a letter and I will ask his subordinates to send it to the capital as soon as possible."
"My king..." Zhu Di paused, then simply stopped pretending, and directly showed his cards, "I miss my father very much, and the pain of lovesickness is far more than a letter can relieve. I... want to go to the capital to visit my father."
Without waiting for Li Qing to speak, he added: "You know this king, I always value friendship."
The subtext is self-evident, Li Qing naturally understands it, and also knows what the fourth child is thinking.
The crown prince has not yet been decided. He only needs to go to the capital and enter his father's sight. He can achieve his goal without doing anything.
Over the years, he has been the most outstanding among the princes, and he has just won a great victory. Once he leaves, the battle for heir apparent will inevitably be reshuffled.
But this is just Zhu Di's imagination after all, and this is not the real situation.
"Your Highness..."
"Li Qing." Zhu Di grabbed Li Qing's hand and said sincerely... "If you can help me relieve the pain of lovesickness, I will remember it for the rest of my life."
We are all people in the scene, and no one will say anything that violates taboos, but with the blessing of language art, everyone understands the meaning.
Li Qing knew that Zhu Di was not willing to give in, and understood his feelings, but Lao Zhu had already made up his mind to establish an imperial grandson. The matter was a foregone conclusion. Even if the fourth son passed away, there would be no change at all.
"His Highness's longing for the Emperor and his filial piety towards the Emperor are so touching, but..."
"Li Qing." Zhu Di's hand tightened, "I want to see my father. If my father punishes me afterwards, I will stand in my way and I will never let you bear any responsibility."
Li Qing was speechless. He said it nicely. No one in the court who is not a human being can be fooled.
He simply showed his cards, "If I take His Highness back to the capital, it will be equivalent to expressing his attitude and position. Civil servants are not fools, and nobles and nobles will not fail to see it, let alone the wise emperor?"
Zhu Di's face turned red, but he was unwilling to give in, so he could only continue to paint the cake: "Li Qing, I value friendship the most. As long as you agree to take me to the capital, one day... you know."
Li Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head, knowing that he couldn't drink any more tea today.
He stood up and said, "I have some things to do, so I'm sorry."
"You can't leave." Zhu Di grabbed him, but immediately felt that this was too rude, and laughed dryly, "It's just a chat, I won't force you."
He said he wasn't forcing it, but his hand kept holding Li Qing and wouldn't let go.
If it had been anyone else, Li Qing would have slapped him with big-eared melon seeds, but Zhu Di was the vassal king after all, so he really couldn't do anything violent, so he had no choice but to sit down.
Li Qing knew that Zhu Di would not leave now no matter what, so he said:
"Your Highness, do you know the attitude of civil servants?"
Zhu Di was stunned, and nodded angrily, "I know something."
The civil servants were clamoring to weaken the power of the vassal king and even asked Lao Zhu to stop enfeoffment. This had been happening for a day or two. How could Zhu Di not hear it?
He also understood that civil servants would never support him as a vassal king in taking over Dabao, but he was not without advantages.
Zhu Di took a deep breath and threw out his bargaining chip: "My father-in-law is Xu Da!"
The first general of the Ming Dynasty was not given for free. Although Xu Da did not form any clique for personal gain, his influence was not that great.
"..." Li Qing rolled his eyes. Xu Da's influence is great, but the Chang family doesn't want to give in too much. What's more, there is Lan Yu who is in the limelight. You can't do this at all!
Besides, the Xu family has always kept a low profile and doesn't play this trick at all. I'm still in a dilemma whether I want to help you or not. You have a damn advantage.
It’s hard to explain these words clearly. Li Qing thought about it and gave a not very appropriate example:
"There is a peach on the tree. Both people want it, so they decide to compete to see who wins and who picks the peach. But at this moment, someone suddenly wants to join. What will the first two people think?
The chance of picking peaches suddenly changes from one-half to one-third. Will they accept it?"
Li Qing said decisively: "The third person who disrupted the situation will not only be unable to pick peaches, but will also be severely beaten by the two of them!"
"You...!" Zhu Di was trembling with anger, but he couldn't find any point to refute Li Qing.
Li Qing took the opportunity to draw out his hand, cupped his fist and said, "I'll take my leave."
After that, without a trace of hesitation, he turned around and left.
Zhu Di was so angry, he never had a good time with Li Qing.
He was so angry that he turned the table over.
Xiaopang was a nimble fat man and had already prepared. The moment his father lifted the table, he stepped aside and was not affected.
However, he was also a little dissatisfied with me and frowned: "Father, let's stop here!"
"You bastard."
Zhu Di jumped to his feet. He could no longer suppress his anger at Li Qing, and threw the big-eared melon seeds up.
But just when it was less than one centimeter away from the fat face, it stopped abruptly.
Zhu Di's face changed very quickly. He was furious one moment, but in the next moment he had a friendly face, which even made the little fat man lose his temper.
Xiaopang's tense face relaxed, and he began to worry about his father's mental problem, and whispered: "Father, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Zhu Di smiled nonchalantly and took his hand affectionately, "Son, we haven't talked for a long time. Let's catch up on old times today."
As he said that, he started to put on crotchless pants and began to talk about it, expressing a strong father-son affection.
Xiaopang listened blankly. Soon, he came to his senses and immediately said, "If Father wants me to persuade Li Qin to send him, then let's just forget about it!"
"You damn...hehe, Chi'er~"
Zhu Di took Xiaopang's hand, doting and affectionately, "Chi'er, why are you working so hard? Isn't it just for you?"
Xiaopang was speechless: You are not afraid that I will ruin the family, but you are afraid that I will start a business. Dad, please let your son worry less!
"Actually, it's good to be a prince. Dad, you don't have to work so hard."
"you……"
Zhu Di looked at his son in front of him, and instantly thought of Li Qing just now. This temperament was carved out of the same mold, and there was no fucking trace of it.
He endured it again and again, holding it back forcibly, and continued to be doting and affectionate, "Chi'er, you know that the one dad loves most is you."
"Isn't he the second child?" Xiaopang made trouble, "Dad, don't you often say that the second child looks like you, doesn't it bother me to look at you with my fat body?"
Zhu Di had a straight face, pretending to be displeased and said: "You are so fat, you are so stable, can my second brother compare with you?
Look at his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he is not even half as good as you."
The little fat man looked impressed and sat down on the chair with great dignity, indicating that he would say a few more words.
Zhu Di did not disappoint him either. He smeared honey on his mouth and kept singing.
Finally, seeing that the heat was almost over, he revealed his true purpose, "Chi'er, you and Li Qing have a good relationship. Please move around more in the future."
Xiaopang shook his head, "Dad, the overall situation has been decided, can you please be more careful?"
Zhu Di was shocked. Is this still his cub?
He is not short-handed when taking people, and he is not soft-spoken when he eats people. This is clearly the second level of Li Qing.
Zhu Di's long-suffering anger finally couldn't be suppressed anymore, and he vented out the anger he suffered from Li Qing: "Bastard! Bastard...!"
With his anger and alcohol, he almost lost his temper and went crazy: "Li Qing, you are a bitch, you fucking bastard!"
"Dad." Xiaopang was beaten to death, "Please understand clearly, I am not Li Qing, I am your son, oh oh oh..."
Little Fatty looked up to the sky and screamed in pain, saying with grief and anger: "I am Chi'er...!"