Moreover, he also heard about Zhao Xiaole's style in Beijing.
There is nothing he dare not do.
Zhao Xiaole came to Licheng with two thousand cavalry to meet him, and there might be some attempt to force him into the palace.
Therefore, Zhao Xiaole was asked to station the army outside the city, and Minnan Wancai could meet him.
"What if I insist on taking them into the city?" Zhao Xiaole snorted and asked dissatisfied.
The Taifu was not angry at all, and said calmly: "Even the lower officials have heard of the reputation of the Marquis. If the Marquis insists on leading troops into the city, then the prince may not dare to meet the Marquis!"
Zhao Xiaole was stunned.
Horse riding.
I have never seen such a rat!
If Zhao Xiaole insists on leading troops in, then the Minnan King means that he is ready to flee.
Definitely not seen.
But in the end, it seemed that it was Zhao Xiaole's fault.
He obviously calculated this correctly.
Although this Minnan king has no great ambitions, he has a very good mind.
There was no gap left for Zhao Xiaole.
Therefore, Zhao Xiaole sent an order for his cavalry to lead the troops and station them in the military camp outside the city.
And he and thirty soldiers escorted the carriage into the city.
Following the figures of Zhao Xiaole and others, they slowly entered the city.
There was a sneer on the corner of Taifu's mouth.
Wouldn't it be different for the powerful Zhenguo Hou who always speaks his mind in the capital and bows his head when he comes to southern Fujian?
As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake.
This Zhao Xiaole may not be Qianglong.
But no matter who you are, when you get here, you have to lie down!
With only thirty soldiers entering the city, Zhao Xiaole would not be able to cause any more trouble.
Taifu thought coldly.
After Zhao Xiaole entered the city, he was immediately greeted by someone special and arranged to the official residence that had been prepared long ago.
Looking at the enthusiastic director, Zhao Xiaole frowned and said: "Where is the King of Minnan? Where is he? Take me to see him immediately!"
The director replied: "Master Marquis, Your Majesty has something to deal with now, and I can't see you for the time being. Please atone for your sins!"
Zhao Xiaole was filled with anger, but he couldn't let it out here, so he sneered: "If it can't be finished in one day, I will have to wait one more day. If it can't be finished in two days, will I have to wait two more days?"
"No need to worry, Your Majesty. Your Majesty's affairs will be settled soon, and he will see you as soon as possible." The director said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
Zhao Xiaole was about to pick up the riding crop and whip him.
But he endured it.
This Minnan king definitely did it on purpose.
Even if he beat the steward to death, it would be of no use.
The King of Minnan knew that he wanted to rush for time, but the King of Minnan was deliberately stalling for time.
The most important thing is, apart from military affairs, what other things can occupy the King of Minnan's time now?
Choosing a concubine?
He is naughty.
Zhao Xiaole was so angry that he had never been so aggrieved since time travel. "I came to see the King of Southern Fujian because I have a big military matter to deal with. Do you know that you hate military affairs, but you will lose your head?"
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The director wondered: "Master Hou, this is indeed what the prince ordered. There is nothing I can do about it."
"It's better to do this. You go back to the official residence and wait. I will go and report it now. I think the prince's matter is almost over."
"snort!"
Zhao Xiaole didn't say anything more, snorted, put away his riding whip, and led everyone to the official residence.
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Licheng Palace.
The king of southern Fujian held a wine party.
The hall was filled with beauties and officials at all levels.
First of all, the King of Minnan was already very drunk. When he spoke, his tongue was even much bigger.
"Drink, continue to drink for me. If anyone can drink others to sleep, I will send this beautiful girl in my arms to his house."
The beauty in his arms is truly stunning.
She was also the beauty that the King of Minnan discovered when he came to Licheng this time.
At that time, he couldn't help but favor him.
Not bad indeed.
Seeing his drunken behavior, the official below couldn't help but remind him of business, "Your Majesty, I heard that the Marquis of Zhen Guo is coming today?"
"Should we drink less?"
Although, everyone was also very attracted to Mei Ji in his arms.
But the reputation of Zhen Guohou has long spread throughout Jingyang.
As soon as they heard that he was coming, everyone was so frightened that their legs trembled, but how could this King of Southern Fujian still have the heart to drink?
The King of Minnan was already drunk and did not wait for his answer.
The Taifu had already come in, walked to his side and said: "Your Majesty, all the people of Zhen Guohou have stayed outside the city. Do you want to see him now?"
The King of Minnan waved his hand and smiled while holding Meiji in his arms: "No, no, when we get to Minnan, I want him to know that his reputation as a bloody massacrer is just a paper tiger here."
"Who is he trying to scare?"
"If he's capable, I'll let him purge me. I'll see who can help him fight the war."
The words of the King of Southern Fujian made the officials below change their expressions, but when they thought about it carefully, they made perfect sense.
The purpose of Zhen Guohou was to beg the King of Southern Fujian to send troops to fight.
It was not the King of Southern Fujian who asked him to send troops to fight.
Asking for help and being asked for are completely different things.
This is also the reason why the King of Southern Fujian dared to have a drinking party.
None of Zhao Xiaole's soldiers have entered the city. He is just a polished commander. Who would be afraid of him?
At this time, the director responsible for receiving Zhao Xiaole also entered the main hall and reported back: "Your Majesty, Zhao Xiaole has already moved into the official residence. May I ask your Majesty, when can I go to see him? I can go and reply."
The King of Minnan did not answer. He rested his head on Mei Ji's chest and fell asleep.
The director's only response was his snoring.
The Taifu looked at the director, and just waved his hand, not letting anyone say anything more, and letting the Minnan King sleep peacefully.
This time, it was surprisingly late at night that the King of Southern Fujian was awakened.
He was awakened by a faint loud noise.
The loud noise seemed far away, but the sound was earth-shattering.
"What's going on? Is it thundering?"
The King of Minnan sat up in shock from a ball of fragrant jade.
Many officials in the main hall have already left.
The only ones left are some servants and servants.
Immediately, a servant reported: "My lord, I heard that barbarians are attacking the city."
"The barbarians are attacking the city? Why didn't this king know?" The Minnan King jumped up, pushed aside the meat dumplings beside him, and ran outside the palace to take a look.
This time, he didn't have many soldiers, just in case the barbarians came to attack the city.
How can he escape?
In his panic, the Minnan King didn't even wear any shoes, and his hair was all scattered.
The servant behind was so anxious that he chased him out with his shoes. However, the Minnan King did not understand and asked:
"How is it now? How is the battle situation? Can you hold on?"
The servant put on his shoes while comforting him: "My lord, don't worry, the barbarians are attacking Juyong Pass, not our Li city."
Hearing this, the Minnan King finally breathed a sigh of relief.