It was getting dark, and at the door of the main residence of Prince Fu's Mansion in the capital, a man dressed as a butler asked softly: "Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court, and you're not going today?"
"Why should I go? Isn't that all there is to do? I have been noisy all day long and have no time to mess around with them!" The person in the room probably hadn't woken up yet, so he replied lazily: "Give me the car.
Get ready, call me again in half an hour!"
"But..." The entire Ming Empire knew that the person in the room was not easy to mess with, but the housekeeper couldn't help but remind him after thinking for a long time: "Didn't you say yesterday that there were important matters to be discussed in the court today?
Could I have called you earlier?"
"Is it something important?" After a long silence, the people in the room yelled in panic: "Quick! Quick! Get the car ready! Go to the backyard and call Cong'er up!"
"Reply to the prince, the young prince has already gone out with the housekeeper of Salamanca. It was he who asked me to call you!" the housekeeper responded carefully. Even though the man in the room was already old, the whole person
No one in the Ming Empire dared to provoke him.
King Qi is the old Fu King Zhu Changxun. Not only does he have a famous son, but he is also in charge of the financial audit of the Ming Empire. Under the current financial system, even if the emperor wants to spend money, he has to look at his face.
, as long as this person says no, no one will dare to move a penny out of the treasury. Let alone this little housekeeper, his little salary still comes from his own pocket.
"Madam...Madam...where is my court uniform?" The housekeeper obeyed the order, but King Qi in the room seemed even more flustered.
"It's on the table over there, isn't it? Why are you so confused?"
"It's not this one, it's the one I wore during the National Day!"
"The National Day thing? What big things are going to happen today?"
"This is a major military and national matter, Madam, please stop asking around and look for it quickly! There is no need to delay this matter today!"
The twenty-fourth year of Chongzhen, oh no! The name of the year has been changed. The traitors in the Ming Dynasty, like Uncle Peng whom Zhu Youcong met in Luzon, felt that calling him this way seemed too young and not impressive enough. Chongzhen is such a coward.
Under their usurpation, they gave up the millennium dating tradition, and after strict research, it started with the year when the Yellow Emperor was born. The Ming Empire's era name was officially designated as "Huaxia", and no further modifications were allowed. So it should be now
China has 4,368 years, is this scary? An empire that has existed for more than 4,000 years!
"Where is the Minister of Foreign Affairs?" Chongzhen, who has passed his forties, may not have so many worries. After all, according to the current system, he spent most of his time as emperor just sitting there and watching the quarrels of ministers. Or maybe
Life has been good recently, after all, there are thousands of beauties from the West serving in the palace.
"I'm here!" A new generation of diplomats from the Ming Empire has grown up. Gu Jikun, who exonerated the Ming Empire from all culpability in that vicious battle, has now taken over Xiong Wencan's position and is in charge of all diplomatic affairs.
"Tell me, what's going on?" He shook the memorial in his hand. Chongzhen's face looked a little gloomy.
"Your Majesty..." A lot of nonsense, Gu Jikun went around and around just to say one thing. The fighting people in the north and the Oara people started fighting again, and this time the movement was bigger. Both sides have suffered casualties so far.
They are close to one million, and most of them are civilians. It is no wonder that ever since Zhu Youcong frightened Halahu La and fled, there has been no peace there.
"Asshole! Shameless! How could they do this?" Chongzhen was very angry, and the consequences were serious.
"Your Majesty, calm down!" Sun Qifeng was promoted. He was transferred from a minister of the Ministry of Religious Affairs to the Ministry of Rites. There was no way. Among the many ministers in the imperial court, there were really few who were more qualified for the position than him.
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"Calm down your anger? How do you want me to calm down? I have repeatedly ordered them to build up the army and support the people. How dare these guys turn a deaf ear to my orders?"
"Your Majesty Chen Qi..." The upright Sun Qifeng was not intimidated by Chongzhen's anger and still spoke uprightly. Anyway, he only had one idea. Although the two countries in the fierce fight in the north had declared themselves vassals of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty
I have no right to be more serious about this kind of thing.
"In that case..." Although Chongzhen was shameless, he could still listen to different opinions. After Sun Qifeng's advice, his anger seemed to be less intense. He said with a little lack of interest: "Then I will write another letter.
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"No!" Sun Qifeng is not that easy to dismiss. He has already persuaded those who should be persuaded, but the matter has not been done yet. "As the suzerain of Ming Dynasty, we cannot interfere too much in its national affairs, but we cannot watch the world suffer.
, I request your Majesty to send a large army to protect the local civilians..."
"Why? They are having a lively fight, and you want me to be in the middle and suffer the anger?" In addition to the emperor, another fat man who was qualified to sit in the hall spoke.
"Prince, please don't forget your title!" A very serious voice sounded, and the jealous Jie Ruqiu stood up and shouted angrily: "You are the prince who wants to bring blessings to all the people in the world, how can you sit back and ignore it?
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"Reason? What should I do? They have not made any request to me, the Ming Dynasty. If we send troops now, what will the people think of me? Those who don't know may say that I am taking advantage of the situation!"
"No! No..." Gu Jikun searched for a long time on his body before taking out a gold-rimmed memorial from his sleeve and said: "This is the sixtieth memorial sent by Archbishop Devigne of Rakshasa Kingdom this year.
A letter asking for help..."
"so much?"
"Exactly!"
"Can I not go then?"
"no!"
"Brother Cong, you are just doing your hard work!" Just pretending, the meaning is enough, Chongzhen was waiting to go back to the next morning to catch up on his beauty sleep.
"Okay! I listen to you, brother emperor!" Zhu Youcong stood up and was about to announce the military order. Then he thought: "By the way, I don't have many soldiers in my hands. This matter..."
"Your Majesty!" said a very dissatisfied voice. If it weren't for the ambassador from the French ally who was waiting to receive a reply and send troops to carve up the Rakshasa Kingdom, the courtiers would have wanted to rush up and beat up this fat guy!
"You have to let me think about who to send?" Zhu Youcong read with his fingers one by one: "The Northern Army Group is cooperating with the Western Front Army Corps to defend the Persian Empire, and this must not be touched. The Southern Army Group needs to be stationed in Tianzhu, and deal with those who refuse to do so.
Those who eat pork and beef are not free for the time being. Army Group Center was just sent to the New World at the beginning of the year..."
"Overseas legion! My lord, don't you still have overseas legion?" This damn fat man wants to be lazy again? The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are not so easy to fool.
"The overseas legions are there, but they..." Seeing those eyes shining red, Zhu Youcong could only compromise: "Okay, I will give them an order and order Li Dingguo to be the vanguard to send troops immediately.
Is this okay?"
"Woo...Woo..."
A rapid siren broke the tranquility of the capital, but the passers-by walking on the street showed no signs of panic. On the contrary, their faces were filled with joy and desire, and they excitedly rushed towards the Shuntian Mansion Yamen in the distance.
Go. This is not a battle alarm for the invasion of the Ming Empire. It should be the roar of a dragon. What is ringing now can only have one meaning.
The imperial court is going to use troops abroad again this time. This is a big deal. We have to quickly go to the back door to find out who is the unlucky guy who accidentally got caught in the pigtails this time. Then we quickly packed up our belongings and prepared to go on a long journey with the army.
To teach those barbarians who do not accept kingship a lesson, let them know what the way of a saint is. (To be continued...)