Just before the drama is about to take place in the Forbidden City.
Different Jin Yiwei went to the Guest House of the Lifan Yuan and the State Guest House of the Ministry of Rites. Before they had time to settle down, Chen Taiping, the grandson of the Annan Chen Dynasty, and Diao Weixian, the Ailao Xuan comfort envoy, were taken to the Forbidden City.
For a moment they were both happy and frightened.
I am happy because the Emperor of Ming Dynasty will see them so soon, and I am scared because the Emperor of Ming Dynasty will see them so soon!
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"You two, I'm offended!"
In front of the Meridian Gate, the eunuch Pu Wuyong in red and dozens of eunuchs stood in front of Chen Taiping and Diao Xianjie.
"The Za family knows that both of you are nobles, but rules are just rules!" Pu Wuyong smiled like an Amitabha Buddha, "The Ming Dynasty's rules cannot be messed with!"
As he said that, he smiled slightly and said, "Check!"
After the words fell, several strong eunuchs stepped forward and directly groped the waists of Diao Xianjie and Chen Taiping.
The grandson of the emperor from the Annan Chen Dynasty, facing the eunuchs of the Ming Empire, smiled and opened his hands to prepare for inspection.
On the one hand, he was born into a royal family and knew the taboos of the royal family.
On the other hand, he knew that his identity as a prince and grandson was nothing but bullshit in the eyes of the eunuchs in front of him.
Diao Xianjie became furious when a eunuch touched the short knife at his waist.
"I am the Ailao military and civilian envoy entrusted by the Ming Dynasty..."
"Since you are a minister of the Ming Dynasty, you must abide by the rules of the Ming Dynasty!"
For a moment, the smile on Pu Wuyong's face disappeared, and he said coldly, "Xuan comfort envoy, no one can bring weapons to meet the Long Live Lord!" After saying that, he suddenly smiled again, "You are a guest, but
Guests must do as the host does!"
Diao Xianjie wanted to say more, but he suddenly found a hand yanking on his waist. The exquisitely crafted dagger hanging on his belt, which was inseparable from him, was separated from him in an instant.
He was very angry, but...but also fiercely alert.
This is the Ming Dynasty, and what they are about to see is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
And in the land under the sun and moon, everyone is the slave of the Ming Emperor...
Including him, the Ailao military and civilian consolation envoy...
Everything he has comes from the emperor he is about to meet.
Including his identity, his status, and his power.
He could be arrogant in front of others, but in front of the Emperor of the Ming Empire, he could only be humble.
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Deng Ping and his guards walked between the stage and the stands in the imperial garden.
"Keep their seats away from Long Live Lord!"
When Chen Taiping and Diao Xianjie appeared cautiously, Deng Ping just looked at them with his peripheral vision, then turned away and gave instructions to the guards around him.
"Send eight guards to keep an eye on them! They are not allowed to move without Long Live Lord's instructions!" Deng Ping glanced at the actors preparing backstage and said.
"Boss Deng..." A guard who came from a distinguished family laughed, "What if those two barbarians want to urinate?"
"Hmph!" Deng Ping sneered, "If they were still human beings, they should know that they couldn't move even if they peed their pants!"
At this point, his expression suddenly became solemn, "But no matter what, you are still a guest, a subject of my Ming Dynasty. You are staring, but you still have to give others the respect they deserve. Do you understand?
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"I understand the humble position!"
Deng Ping nodded with satisfaction, but the next second his eyes narrowed slightly and he walked quickly towards the back of the stage.
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"Be careful and check the guy who is eating quickly. Don't let me know if I'm gone!"
The leader of the Double Happiness Troupe gave instructions to the troupe with a slight trembling.
"Also, those little somersaulters, please give me all your energy today. We are here to perform for the emperor, the prince, and the princess..."
As he said that, he suddenly saw a tall figure walking over.
So the next second, he bent down and said with a flattering smile, "What are your orders, sir?"
Deng Ping could see the changes in his eyes.
Deng Ping was well aware of the fear in his heart.
Deng Ping only wore royal blue warrior uniforms, but wherever he went, those in the palace would all bow their heads and turn their backs as they closed the door.
"What's the matter with you?" Deng Ping asked in a low voice.
"small...."
"There is blood on the front and sleeves above..." Deng Ping frowned and said, "How disrespectful?
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"Young man..." The leader of Double Happiness cried out in his heart, and quietly pinched the corner of the bank note in his sleeve, "Young man can't help it, he doesn't have any clothes to change..."
"Someone is coming!"
"The humble position is here!"
Deng Ping glanced sideways at the theater troupe and said, "Go find some clothes for him to change into!!" Then he glanced at the leader of the Double Happiness Class and said, "You are going to meet the saint. Not to mention that there is blood on your clothes.
Having a bad taste in your mouth is a sign of disrespect for the elderly and Lingchi!"
The leader of Double Happiness suddenly choked up, "Little man..."
"There are many rules in the palace!" Deng Ping said before he could finish, "You outsiders should be more careful!" As he said that, he glanced at the front and sleeves of the Double Happiness leader, "Remember, you must be strict!"
"The villain understands!"
The leader of Double Happiness is also an old man who has been around for many years, so why can't he understand the meaning of Deng Ping's words?
If you get beaten, just take it and don't make any noise.
Not only was he forbidden to speak out in the palace, he was also forbidden to speak out when he went out.
"Sir..." The leader of Double Happiness came forward and held the banknote willingly.
"Get out!" Deng Ping cursed and said with cross eyes, "Want to die?"
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Dong dong dong, warehouse warehouse warehouse....
The gongs and drums were roaring on the stage, and a dozen martial arts boys tried their best to do somersaults in time with the ups and downs of the drums.
Under the stage, the prince and princess each held a plate of fresh fruit and looked at it with smiles.
Deng Ping looked back and saw that the Annan Chen Dynasty emperor and grandson and the Ailao soldiers and civilians, who were far away from the emperor, all looked in the direction of the emperor.
"Boss Deng, you are very kind-hearted!"
The person speaking behind Deng Ping was a guard in his early thirties, Jin Ying, the eldest grandson of the late Xuande Hou Jin Chaoxing.
The Jin family was implicated in the Hu Weiyong case, and Jin Ying's father was deprived of his hereditary marquis title because of this incident. However, after the emperor treated these nobles with special favor in recent years, Jin Xing was able to serve as the imperial bodyguard.
"Speaking of your humble position, you shouldn't have asked the team leader to change his clothes!" Jin Xing laughed in a low voice, "You gave him an advantage?"
"Who is getting an advantage?" Deng Ping said without turning his head, his voice was low and powerful, "Who will benefit from letting Lord Long Live see blood on his clothes?"
After saying that, he paused and turned to look at Jin Xing seriously, "The first thing we need to do to serve Long Live Lord is not to make him unhappy! The second thing..."
Suddenly, Deng Ping's voice became sharp, "Second, don't look for trouble!"
"Humble job..."
"Not letting him change his clothes really makes Long Live Master unhappy. Are you happy? It makes the father-in-law of the inner court have a problem with our bodyguards. Are you happy?"
"I don't dare to be humble!"
"If you don't dare, just shut up!" Deng Ping scolded again, "Don't say such things in front of me in the future that are harmful to others and not beneficial to yourself!"
As he spoke, he suddenly sighed, with a bit of a smile on his face, "We are all men, soft-hearted? That's not soft-hearted, that's... Hey, it's just a matter of raising your fucking hand!"
Actually, is it really just raising your hand?
Are you really just raising your hand to the leader of Double Happiness Class?
The people he really raised his hands to were probably those eunuchs standing in the distance, their eyes fixed on the prince who was having fun watching a play, right?
Suddenly, he hurried forward quickly, because the emperor sitting in front of the stage was waving gently to him.
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"emperor!"
Deng Ping bowed and stood behind Zhu Yunxi, maintaining a distance that allowed him to hear clearly even if the emperor spoke very quietly. Moreover, the distance would not make the emperor feel that he was too close to him.
"In a moment, I want to see that Diao Xian Yao, the envoy to comfort the soldiers and civilians in Ailao!"