Chapter 114 Listening to the comments, the trail is extraordinary (guarantee for the moon
.Good news, the Emperor of Heaven returned to Daming safely after getting rid of Wasi's godson. Bad news. Under the close guard of Wasi's godson, the Great Tomorrow actually infected and assimilated to Wasi with the help of his personal charm.
Princess Naren, the biological sister of Zitou Zhiye, escaped with her help and returned to the Ming Dynasty.
Yes, this news, for most of the people of the Ming Dynasty and the literati, is a topic that is extremely exciting and talked about recently. There have even been reports of Zhu Qizhen escaping from the War in the capital area.
Many people in the capital like to listen to these storybooks based on their thorny experiences. These days, these are true stories with a touch of fantasy.
Although those literati usually disdain to hear about it, at this time, they also paid attention to this novel-like storybook with curiosity or scrutiny, as if they wanted to find some clues in it, and wanted to figure it out.
Understand how the emperor was able to do all this.
In other words, Zhu Qi Town, a frontier fortress more than a thousand miles away, has become the most eye-catching figure and topic in the capital area even though he has not yet arrived in the capital.
Jingdong's most famous Goulansheli is now starting to compile a new play based on the script, hoping to catch people's attention and turn this most popular story into a classic play.
"Xining, the traitor, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard what he said. Naturally, he kept agreeing. How could this traitor know that this was just the first step for the emperor to trap and kill this beast... If you want to know what happened next, let's listen to the explanation in the next chapter.
!" Following the storyteller's shout, high-fives and cheers came one after another from the audience, and the sound of coins falling to the ground was even more continuous. The storyteller's eyes were narrowed into thin slits, and he was not too young.
His face was full of those thick wrinkles of smile. Sitting by the window of the private room on the second floor, Yang Hong, wearing a green robe and long gown, dressed like a rich man, patted his thigh, shook his head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty
It’s true, it’s always so unexpected, but I don’t know where these things come from, but they are said so seriously, as if they are experienced in person.”
"Humph, I think it's a lot of nonsense. It's just some random people who come up with these unflattering things just to make a few bucks." Yang Jun continued to maintain his skeptical attitude and drank a large glass of strong wine.
After drinking it, I didn't even frown. I drank three glasses in a row, and I seemed to feel a little relieved.
Seeing Yang Hong secretly shaking his head, he knew that his eldest son, who wanted to kill the enemy on the battlefield and establish his career, was clearly complaining all day long because he was trapped in the capital.
"Come here." Yang Hong didn't understand his resentful son, so he summoned a general dressed as a servant and gave him secret instructions. The general nodded in agreement and walked out of the private room.
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After the young man finished telling the story of the day, the storyteller who was supposed to leave the teahouse followed Yang Hong's servant to the private room where Yang Hong was on the second floor.
"I wonder why the resident gentleman called the students?" The commentator looked at the storyteller, whose hair and beard were all white, and his beard reached down to his belly. Although he was dressed like a rich man, he walked quietly like a tiger lying on the couch.
Generally speaking, his eyes are bright and he is not angry. Although the servants around him are dressed in ordinary clothes, they all wear long knives at their waists. They advance and retreat in an orderly manner. They all exude a chilling coldness, like
It looks like a sword with an unsheathed handle.
Although this storyteller has never been on the battlefield, he has been hanging around in the capital for so many years. Although he has not seen many dignitaries, he still has some discernment. In his heart, he guessed that this old man was not an elder from a noble family.
It was the general who paid a private visit incognito. Otherwise, how could those civil servants have such power and murderous intent?
"So, you are also famous?" Yang Hong straightened his chin and looked at the storyteller who had just bloomed on the stage with a smile. Hearing this, the storyteller's face changed.
He couldn't help showing a hint of shock: "It's embarrassing to say that student Zhao Jinju was originally from Tongzhou. He was a scholar twenty-five years ago. However, he has not made any progress in more than twenty years. Now his family is in dire straits. He has no choice but to
I can only do this lowly job just to make ends meet."
Yang Hong nodded slightly and said: "The commentary you are talking about today, I don't know who compiled it when? I haven't been to the market for a long time. When I heard it today, I felt very fresh. I actually interpreted the emperor's story into the foundation of commentary. It's really
It's an interesting story, so I specially call you to ask."
"This..." Hearing this, Zhao Jinju couldn't help but be startled, feeling quite uneasy in his heart.
The master next to Yang Hong stood up with a smile and walked to Zhao Jinju. He took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to Zhao Jinju's hand. He said with a warm smile: "My boss is not malicious, you just care.
It doesn’t hurt to just say it.”
Seeing the white silver ingot with at least five ounces, Zhao Jinju felt happy and seemed to relax. He took the silver into his arms, bowed his head and said: "Actually, these words are all from before."
A few days ago, the booksellers sent it over. The students saw that the content was fresh and that it was the emperor's bizarre experience that the people of the Ming Dynasty loved to hear, so they used this story as a model to interpret it into a storytelling.
With zero people.
"The words are there, but I don't know who the author is. I also find it quite novel, so I ask this question." Yang Hongxue raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile.
"This... the storybook is not with the student now, but is in the place where the student rents. If the master needs it, the student can send it over later. As for who the author is, I am afraid it is those books.
It is difficult for Shang to know. After all, most of the stories are the works of people playing games, and they are difficult to express themselves in an elegant way. Most of the authors used anonymous names and pseudonyms." Zhao Jinju explained this, which made Yang
Hong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
After shooing away the storyteller, Yang Hong stroked his snow beard and tapped his fingers on the table: "I always feel that there is something strange about this matter."
"What does the Governor mean by this?" The master couldn't help but be stunned. He originally thought that Yang Hong was just curious, so he casually asked the commentator to explain it. But now it seems that this is not the case.
Yang Hong smiled faintly: "It has only been half a month since the capital heard that the Emperor returned to the Ming Dynasty, but why did the news spread among the people first? For one thing, storytelling mostly talks about the events of the previous dynasty, or folk anecdotes, and there are few stories about the current dynasty. Now,
To actually use the experience of the emperor as the judge, this is second to none..."
Hearing these words, the master who had been with Yang Hong for a long time couldn't help but his head and brows jumped: "Grand Governor, do you mean that these are clearly done deliberately?"
"Deliberately or not, casually or not, it doesn't matter. What I'm surprised about is who could come up with such a strange plan. It must have only been a few months. The emperor's hunting in the north and return in the south will definitely spread throughout the world and everyone will know about it.
Speaking of which, although the emperor is not on the throne, his reputation is increasing, but when the emperor is in court..." At this point, Yang Hong stopped talking, shook his head with some emotion and said: "If I were still in the Xuan Mansion,
I really want to meet the current emperor."
"Yes, I am afraid that no one in the world would like to see it." The master twirled his beard, and a few meaningful smiles appeared on his face.
"That's true. I really want to see this man who killed 200,000 of my Ming Dynasty's elites and captured him in Wasi. He can actually be calm in Wasi. What's more, he can be said to have the noble girl of Wasi to help him leave the grassland and return to the Ming Dynasty.
Your Majesty." Yang Jun said carelessly. After hearing this, Yang Hong couldn't help but frowned: "Don't talk nonsense!"
"Father, what nonsense are you talking about? Come to think of it, I, Daming, have been humiliated by Wa Ci this time. Isn't that... OK, OK, I just don't tell you." Seeing that my old father's expression became more and more serious, he had always been afraid of his father.
Yang Jun, who was like a tiger, had no choice but to stay in despair, and continued to take food and drink.
"If your majesty hears these words from the market, I wonder what you would think?" Yang Hong glared at Yang Jun with hatred, and his eyes fell out of the window. Looking at the endless stream of passers-by, he couldn't help but feel faintly.
sighed.
"Your Majesty?" After hearing this, Yang Jun curled his lips in disdain, but this time, he did not speak again to anger his father, but comparing the two in his heart, he felt that the current emperor,
What he did was even more unethical than that of the emperor.
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"Father, according to your instructions, I have ordered the Jinyiwei to deal with the storytelling scripts..." Sun Jizong, who was the commander of the Jinyiwei, reported in a low voice to his father who was sitting on the chair in the study.
"That's very good." After hearing this, Sun Zhong couldn't help but raise his white eyebrows, and the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes were a little more smiling: "Speaking of which, the Emperor is so smart that he actually thought of using this method."
"Father, what the emperor did is just a trivial thing after all." Sun Jizong said somewhat disapprovingly.
Sun Zhong couldn't help but glared at his eldest son and scolded softly: "A small way? If it was just a small way, how could I have no objections? Huh, even though the emperor is not in court now, he is far away from the rivers and lakes, but he can use this good strategy to please the people. This is so
How can the means be described as a small way?"
"What my father taught me is that the child is short-sighted." After hearing this, Sun Jizong thought for a moment and understood the meaning. He couldn't help but think highly of his nephew Zhu Qizhen who was still far away.
A few points.
Although this method is not very eye-catching, if it is really implemented, the impact will be really unimaginable.
"Now, the commander of the Jinyi Guards has fallen into the hands of Lu Zhong. Ji Zong, you have to be careful. Lu Zhong is a treacherous villain. In order to climb up, he can do anything. If you can control it, you
You must be measured and don't let all the royal guards fall into the hands of the emperor. The queen mother also needs you as an elder brother to put in more efforts, do you understand?"
"My child understands, father, you can rest assured. My child will definitely be careful about Lu Zhong, but the emperor will never..."
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