Chapter 20 I am a loyal servant of the Ming Dynasty
"What? 1,200,000 taels? What you said is true?" Hearing that someone was willing to donate so much money, how could the Emperor of the Apocalypse care about the emperor's face, stood up and stared at Wang Feng tightly and asked.
Wang Feng arched his hand to the emperor, "The Tartars were originally barbarians outside the borders of my Heavenly Empire, and my Celestial Dynasty was allowed to live in peace with them outside the country in a benevolent heart, and the barbarians did not want to be grateful, but occupied my land, killed my people, and fornicated my children." Although my Wang Feng is a grass people, but also a subject of the Ming Dynasty, now my Ming Dynasty has been invaded by foreign enemies, it is the time for our subjects to share the emperor's worries. Your Majesty, please let the grass people share your worries!" Wang Feng knocked his head three times heavily.
"Loyal Ministers! Tianqi couldn't wait to run to Wang Feng's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Good guy, I am optimistic about you." β
Apocalypse is so moved! I can't wait to cry out of my eyes. The Emperor of the Apocalypse can't remember how long it has been that no one has been so kind to him! Since the death of his father, no one has been so selflessly kind to himself! The Apocalypse has now completely fallen into a happy memory, and has long since thrown Wu Sangui, who was waiting aside, out of the clouds.
As soon as Wang Feng saw the emperor's stupid appearance, he knew that he had fooled the emperor with that move. "The emperor asked me to borrow money, and I saved face for him again, so it's no wonder that he wasn't moved. β
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. "The Emperor of the Apocalypse is not in a hurry, it doesn't mean that other people are not in a hurry, Wu Sangui can't wait, the emperor just doesn't ask himself, fortunately, if you don't look for me, I'll ask you.
"Well, what!" Apocalypse, who was still silent in happy memories, couldn't help but recall, and saw a young general standing in front of him, and Chen An was gesturing towards the young general.
"Who are you, bold" Although the apocalypse did not know this young man, the royal majesty still had to be expressed.
Seeing that the emperor finally asked himself, although it was not very friendly, Wu Sangui was already very satisfied.
"Chen Ningyuan Town, Wu Sangui, knocked on the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor. β
"If I'm not mistaken, the standard commander should be a six-rank military attachΓ©!"
"The emperor has a good memory, and the minister is the sixth grade. "It is said that the emperor is mediocre, and it seems that it is not, can such an emperor be considered mediocre? Wang Feng greeted those historians who wrote history books fiercely in his heart.
"The military attache of the sixth rank shouldn't be able to enter the palace, right?, who brought you in?"
"This..."Although Wu Sangui wanted to say it very much, he was not stupid and would rather offend the gentleman than offend the emperor's inner servants. So I had to buckle my head vigorously, and I vigorously said that there was an urgent military situation.
Apocalypse ignored any urgent military information, and still asked unrelentingly. Chen An saw that Wu Sangui was just kowtowing, and knew that he couldn't stand up if he didn't stand up, so he had to kneel down to the county emperor to ask for guilt.
Seeing that it was the people around him, it was difficult to pursue it again, so he had to change the topic, "Wu Sangui, you said that there is an emergency military situation, what kind of military situation is it?" Apocalypse is not fast or slow, and he goes to his dragon chair and sits down.
"Your Majesty, look. Wu Sangui knelt and moved forward with his hand in his hand.
"I don't like to watch the folds, so you can say anything!" The apocalypse is crisp and clear.
"Something happened to the emperor, and the 4,000 officers and soldiers of Shanhaiwei wrapped up Lord Bi to blackmail the military salary demanded by the imperial court. Now that Lord Bi is tied up at the head of the city, your Majesty, please save Lord Bi!" Wu Sangui's head kept knocking.
"What? Against them, they dare to argue with the court. "The apocalypse is angry.
"The court has raised them for so many years, and they still dare to ask the court for money. Chen An, do you tell me if the court has treated them badly, and if the court owes them?"
"Your Majesty... This..."Chen An swallowed.
"Say whatever you want, don't give me a mouthful. "Apocalypse is starting to get impatient.
"Your Majesty, Shanhaiwei hasn't sounded for ten months!" After Chen An finished speaking, he hurriedly knelt down.
"What? Ten months?" Apocalypse was a little unsteady on his feet, his hands resting on the dragon chair. Obviously, the apocalypse was drunk by Chen An's words.
"Who is it?Who is it?Who misunderstood me?Chen An, you say!" The voice of the Emperor of the Apocalypse began to growl.
"This..."Chen An, who was ordered by the emperor, just trembled vigorously, "The minister didn't dare to say..."Chen An had no choice but to tell the truth.
"I'm in charge of you, don't be afraid, say it quickly. β
"It's... It's nine thousand years old," he said and fell to the ground as if he had unloaded a big burden.
"What? it turned out to be Zhongxian?" Tianqi felt that the sky had fallen, how could the emperor, who had always regarded Wei Zhongxian as a loyal minister, withstand such a blow.
When the emperor was still here, he didn't believe it, and a little eunuch had already told Wei Zhongxian that everything here was done.
"Now is not the time for the emperor to hold anyone accountable, but to discuss how to quell this turmoil. That's all that matters. Seeing that the emperor had no intention of punishing Wei Zhongxian at all, Wang Feng did a favor.
"Yes, yes, Wang Gongzi is right, now is not the time to hold accountable. Chen An followed Wang Feng's words as if grasping a life-saving straw. Although he is a person close to the emperor, he is also afraid of Wei Zhongxian, after all, he knows Wei Zhongxian's methods.
"Then what do you say you should do?" asked the Emperor downhill.
"Your Majesty, I would like to donate another 100,000 taels to thank Your Majesty for your grace. β