November 28, the third year of Dalong’s reign.
The weather in the capital is getting colder and colder. However, as the Spring Festival is approaching, the people in the capital, instead of spending their days leisurely at home, are spending more and more time wandering the streets.
But most of them just hang out in teahouses and restaurants, have a few drinks with relatives and friends who have returned from a long trip, and then go to Tianxiang Tower, Zuichun Tower and other fireworks places to have a cool time.
Liu Dashao, who was still guarding his two small stalls and smuggling away for the rest of his life, met the Forbidden Army soldiers sent by Song Qing to invite him to the palace, saying that they had an urgent military intelligence report.
For some unknown reason, the pretty lady Tao Ying did not come on time to be a qualified housekeeper today.
I guess it's approaching the Spring Festival, so the house should have its own things to be busy with.
Young Master Liu waved his hand to signal the Imperial Army officers to return to the palace first. He stood up from the couch and stretched, then turned to look at Ren Qingrui, who was sitting in front of the stove, still dressed as a book boy.
This girl was holding a book of poems and was reading it tirelessly, murmuring a few words softly from time to time, as if commenting on the quality of the poems.
"Girl, my brother has to go to the palace for something. Keep an eye on the stall. If there are customers coming, just keep it if you can. If not, forget it."
Ren Qingrui picked up the tea on the side and took a sip, and replied without raising her head: "Yes, sister knows, Da Guoguo, you go and do your work first!"
"Tsk, tsk, you only need to appreciate poetry once. What's so good about staring at a book and turning it over and over again?
If you want to kill time, just pick up a masterpiece written by my brother from the nearby bookstall, which looks better than these poems."
Ren Qingrui suddenly raised his head and stared at Mr. Liu faintly: "Dirty!"
Young Master Liu's expression froze, he waved his hands angrily and walked towards the outside of the shed.
"Keep an eye on the stall, it's not easy to make some money, just don't let your brother lose it."
"Hey, go ahead and do your business."
As Young Master Liu rushed toward the palace gate, he turned the ring on his thumb and muttered: "Ha, jab, jab, it should be a curse word, right?"
It doesn’t seem like it is!
Skull hurts!”
"We sincerely welcome His Majesty back to the palace."
"No gifts! Keep warm!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Young Master Liu exchanged greetings with different Forbidden Army soldiers as usual, and then hurried towards the Qinzheng Palace.
"Your Majesty, Song Qing, is here to see you."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the Qinzheng Palace where only Song Qing was alone, and waved his hand casually: "Without courtesy, what other urgent military information is there? The battle report of the Western Expedition Army? Or the battle report of the Northland?"
"Your Majesty is indeed very clever and can guess right."
"Okay, there are no outsiders in the palace, so stop flattering me falsely and come up with the battle report!"
Song Qingshan laughed a few times, took out a letter from the armor on his chest and handed it to Young Master Liu: "A letter from the Western Expedition Army, and another good news has come. You will not believe it after reading the content.
"
Young Master Liu looked at the damaged paint seal on the envelope and said nothing.
In addition to secret letters, Song Qing can read any good news documents. This is the right given to him by Young Master Liu.
"The troops of my army marching westward are on the left, Marshal Zhang Kuang, and on the right, Marshal Nangong Ye.
See Your Majesty!
The way of heaven is clear and the cause and effect circulates.
In Tianzhu, the barbarians of the two countries are being devoured. They do not know how to be kings, and they slaughter the people of our great dragon without permission.
The two ministers and two others commanded hundreds of thousands of troops and were ordered to march westward. It lasted about a year and finally ended in the third year of Dalong's peace...
If a traitor from a small country is killed, he can be immediately escorted to the capital to await your Majesty's trial.
Long live my emperor, long live me.
The minister is arrogant, Nangong Ye pauses."
After Liu Mingzhi read the contents on the letter, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile that looked down on the world.
"Okay! Great.
The two tiger commanders indeed lived up to my high expectations and actually completed the Western Expedition one year ahead of schedule.
Okay, I can finally let go of my hanging heart.
OK, God bless me.
OK, I can finally have a good sleep."
Song Qing looked at Liu Mingzhi's uncontrollable expression of excitement and sighed in his heart, wondering how happy his third brother, who never showed his emotions easily to others, was so happy at this moment, that he could be so rude.
"Your Majesty, will you immediately issue an order from the Ministry of Rites to announce it to the world, so that the whole world will celebrate and all the people will rejoice?"
"No, let's suppress it first. I will wait until the Chinese New Year to announce it to the world. I will be even more happy.
I want the people of the world to see that although I, Liu Mingzhi, am a rebellious minister and traitor who rebelled and usurped the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, I can still make my Great Dragon Celestial Dynasty dominate the world, conquer all barbarians, and even all nations will come to court in the future.
I have been waiting for this day for too long!
It's been too long to wait.
Someone come!”
"His Majesty?"
"Ask Xiao Chengzi to come to the Qinzheng Hall immediately for an audience!"
"According to the order!"
Song Qing looked at the little eunuch running towards the harem outside the palace, and looked at Young Master Liu hesitantly: "Your Majesty, do you want a heavy reward?"
"Why, can't you?"
"It's okay, but how should I reward him highly?
After all, this is the contribution to the destruction of the country, and how to reward it needs to be carefully considered!
Big brother, I dare to tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Marshal Nangong Ye of the troops on the right is the old uncle of the country who is moving forward!
What's more, the Empress Dowager Nangong Meng is still alive, has good prestige and knows a lot of people.
If the reward is too small, it is not worthy of the achievement of destroying the country; if the reward is too high, it may endanger the imperial court!"
Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes and immediately understood the meaning of Song Qing's words. Knowing that Song Qing was considering his throne, his heart couldn't help but warm up, and he patted Song Qing's shoulder with a faint smile.
"Good brother, since I have brothers, the cornerstone of my unification of the world is here. I have just destroyed two small barbarian countries. What is there to worry about?"
As far as the two small barbarian countries of Tianzhu and Dashi are concerned, they are not enough for the officers and men of the Western Expedition Army to take credit and be proud of themselves!
To be arrogant, if it was really just to destroy Dashi, the two countries of Tianzhu would not need to mobilize 400,000 local elite soldiers to guard the border.
With just a piece of paper in the hands of Zhang Mo, the commander-in-chief of the Anxi Protectorate, and the kings of the Western Regions, the soldiers and horses they gathered were enough to defeat the small barbarians of the two countries and defeat them.
Brother, in order to unify the world, I only gathered a million troops in the face of the increasingly powerful former Jin and Turkmenistan countries.
Why do we need an army of 800,000 to conquer two small foreign barbarians?
If Old Uncle Zhang Kuang and Uncle Nangong dare to take credit for annihilating two small barbarian countries with five scum, then they are not worthy of commanding hundreds of thousands of elite troops on both sides."
Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and then asked in astonishment: "Are the two countries of Tianzhu and Dashi so miserable in your eyes?"
Liu Mingzhi held the envelope in his hand and patted his palms gently, with a flash of contempt in his eyes.
"Brother, you know me. I will never look down on any enemy, because I know that an arrogant soldier will be defeated.
But I don’t underestimate the enemy, which does not mean that Tianzhu and Dashi two countries will become evenly matched enemies in my eyes.
What my younger brother is always worried about is that the road to the mountains is far away, and the soldiers traveling through mountains and rivers may suffer from acclimatization.
But my younger brother never doubted anything about the combat prowess of the soldiers.
Now the facts are before our eyes. In about a year, our Western Expedition has been completed and we have successfully captured the barbarians of the two countries.
You may not understand it this way, how about I give you an example and make a clear comparison?"
"Listen attentively and would like to hear the details."
“Since the 26th year of Dalong Xuande, our country has been separated from the former Jin, Tu, and Three Kingdoms, and there have been constant disputes.
To be continued...