The Son of Heaven bestows the surname of the country, which is a great honor for the courtiers.

No matter how many questions you have, you must temporarily suppress them, first receive the order to thank you, thank the saint, and then go through the relevant procedures with the company.

There are many people who were given surnames by Emperor Yongle, such as Zheng He and Bai Yanhui.

There is no shortage of people who have been renamed, such as Yang Rong.

But since Emperor Yongle ascended the throne, those who have been given the surname of the country have been counted full, and Meng is the first.

Shen Xuan's father, Shen Liang, like many of the sons of Emperor Tai-Zugao, had changed his surname to Zhu. Emperor Hongwu set the world, remembered the affection of relatives, and ordered all the righteous sons to return to the ancestral hall, change the sacrifice, and return to their original surname. But in essence, it is completely different from the same honorable person, and it can still be counted as a member of the royal family.

Meng De gave the surname of the country, although it was different from Shen Xuan's situation, the substantive benefits were by no means comparable to ordinary promotions and knighthoods.

has no country surname, and the knighthood is also a career editor.

With a national surname, if you don't make a big mistake, it is equivalent to holding an iron rice bowl.

After listening to Dao Yan's preaching, Meng's expression was dull for a moment.

Dao Yan twisted the Buddha beads and smiled extremely deeply.

Meng held his head and was very entangled.

Because he didn't ask the answer in Shen Xuan's mouth, he came to see Dao Yan before returning to the north to ask for an idea.

As a result, it is better not to come, and the answer he asked really made him stressed. It is conceivable that there will be many people behind this glory who are envious, jealous and hateful towards him, and there will never be less small X flying knives flying from behind.

Coupled with the relationship with King Zhao of Han, there will be no shortage of righteous people who wield their fists like Chen Ying to knock him down. As a rough estimate, there are eight hundred, if not a thousand.

He's just a target, bright, waiting to be poked with a knife.

It seems that it is necessary to form a deep friendship with the eunuch Jinyiwei. Regardless of the reputation behind him, it is fundamental to protect his head and neck.

Ministers, traitors.

Four big characters had already been engraved on the door of his head.

Meng pouted, since they are all stamped, do you still need to think about it? As long as Emperor Yongle wants to use him, he will be cautious and not make too many mistakes, and whoever wants to pull his pigtails will not be so easy to trouble him.

It's a big deal to shave your head, you have no hair, how can you pull it!

Referring to Dao Yan's image, he suddenly struck a thrill. The bald image is too much of a test of the head shape, and it is better not to shave.

As the two were talking, a small novice who had grown from three to four came in carrying a kettle.

Meng glanced at Daoyan, the great monk couldn't blow the eight winds, and squinted at the little novice staggering away, without the slightest intention of helping.

Exploitation-child-labor!

Meng really couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, took the kettle from Xiao Shami's hand, took out a purse from his arms, carried Dao Yan on his back, and stuffed it into Xiao Shami's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the pastries of the Guogong Mansion are not eaten by ordinary people, so the little master should go and share them with his good friends.

Xiao Shami held the pastry, smiled and nodded, round head and big eyes, missing two front teeth in his mouth, how to look at how funny, extremely likable.

With twelve points of strength, Meng barely controlled his claws and didn't pinch the white dough.

Turning his head and despising Dao Yan, he saw this little novice from the last time, for so long, he has only grown so much, it must be caused by the pressure of the great monk!

"Enlightenment has wisdom roots, and we need to hone and teach." Dao Yan twisted the Buddha beads, and his tone was quite regretful, "The disciple also has a wisdom root, if he can let go of the mundane and become a monk with the poor monk, he will be able to achieve great success one day." ”

Stop!

Meng immediately took a step back, his expression extremely serious, and shook his head firmly.

He still has a good life, accompanied by beautiful women, and his head was caught by the door panel before he became a monk.

Besides, Emperor Yongle ordered the great monk to return to the vulgar, don't look at the shaved head, perm the ring scar, wear monk's clothes, and the degree is gone, what is the wisdom root?

"Thank you Master for your doubts, don't say goodbye, he'll see you again in the future."

Seeing that Daoyan had a long speech, Meng knew that he couldn't stay longer, so he immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

He has no interest in becoming a monk, not at all!

"Good apprentice," Dao Yan stopped Meng, "and remember as a teacher's words, the road ahead is difficult, you need to keep your heart unchanged, be loyal to the monarch and compassionate to the people, and you will be able to overcome all difficulties." ”

Meng stopped and saluted Dao Yan sincerely, "Thank you, Master." ”

Dao Yan smiled slightly, a little bit, thinking that the teacher had been practicing Taoism for decades, and he couldn't subdue an apprentice?

Meng naturally didn't know what Lu Daoyan was thinking, if he knew Lu Dao...... I can't do anything to this monk, and I should thank you.

First, Dao Yan gave him guidance, which was really out of good intentions.

Second, debating with others, how much does he still have a chance of winning, and Daoyan? Basically, there is only the abuse shared.

Those who know the times are Junjie, who has experienced a period of political-political-examination-examination and court-court-struggle, Meng knows very well that sometimes, he should pull down his face Junjie once.

Leaving the monastery where Dao Yan lived, he saw the little novice waiting in front of the courtyard as expected.

There were also two three-headed bodies standing next to the four-headed body, and when they saw Meng, they all clasped their palms decently, "Thank you, donor." ”

A three-headed body still has dim sum scum, Meng Shishilang reflexively touched it into his arms, but he didn't touch anything, smiled awkwardly, next time I must bring a few more packs!

The monk is a vegetarian, and the little novice naturally can't taste the taste of meat.

Think about the three-headed body like a round rabbit holding the cabbage and nibbling, covering the face, tearful eyes, how can I bear it!

Meng gritted his teeth, do you want to donate a dining room dedicated to dim sum to the temple? With his own family background, it is not a problem at all.

Does the temple accept such donations, though?

Saying goodbye to the three little novices, Meng walked out of the mountain gate with a heart on his mind. As everyone knows, after he left, Emperor Yongle pushed open the side door and appeared in Daoyan's monk's room.

Dao Yan still closed his eyes slightly, twisted the Buddha beads, and recited the Heart Sutra.

Zhu Di had a serious expression, and a hint of complexity occasionally flashed in his eyes.

When Xuan'er confessed, he had murderous intentions. If it weren't for Dao Yan's words, the knife would have fallen. Looking at it now, it is not impossible to fulfill Xuan'er.

Although it was fulfilled, thinking of a certain bear child, Zhu Di began to itch his hands again, and he should be called to the palace - inside - to smoke again!

Sitting on the futon, looking at Dao Yan with a calm face, Zhu Di suddenly became angry.

Dao Yan opened his eyes, "Amitabha, the time has come, and it is time for the poor monk to go to the Hanlin Academy." Supervising the study of the bachelor's degree is an important task entrusted by His Majesty, and the poor monks must do their best to live up to His Majesty's trust. ”

In short, he is going to change his clothes and go to work, the work is arranged by His Majesty, and he must not slack off in the slightest, he really has no time to receive Your Majesty, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me.

Zhu Di: "......"

This monk did it on purpose?

Absolutely!

In June of the second year of Yongle, Zhu Panyan, the son of King Ning, and Zhu You, the son of King Zhou, came to the dynasty with stew.

There was a banquet in the palace, and Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, Zhu Gaosui, the king of Zhao, and Shen Xuan, the prince of Dingguo, were all present.

The chamberlain led Meng to sit down, and the stabbing gaze in an instant almost pierced Meng into a sieve.

No matter how strong Rao's ability to resist pressure is, it is inevitable that his palms will sweat.

The chamberlain went to the Earl's Palace to announce the decree, Meng thought it was an ordinary palace banquet, and he didn't think about it at all, but he didn't want it to be a royal family banquet.

In the main hall, in addition to the emperor and queen, there are princes and princesses, princes and princes, and horses and honors.

Shen Xuan is the emperor's righteous son, so he is naturally regarded as Emperor Yongle's own person, and he is here, what is the matter?

I can't walk if I want to, and it's really uncomfortable to stay, where is this to eat, it's obviously a crime!

Fortunately, the embarrassing situation did not last long, Zhu Neng, Duke of Chengguo, Xu Huizu, Duke of Wei, Xu Zengshou, Marquis of Wuyang, and Zhang Fu of Xin'an Bo appeared one after another, and Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the royal family banquet would also be attended by courtiers who were close to him.

Wiping sweat, it's not him, it's not him, a false alarm.

Emperor Yongle and Empress Xu were very kind to the two princes of the domain, especially Zhu Panxuan, and Emperor Yongle patted his nephew on the shoulder and expressed his thoughts about his brother.

"How is your father doing?"

"Good food? Did you sleep well? ”

"What are your hobbies in your free time?"

"My will has been received? That's good, we're a family, and we can talk to me if you need to. ”

In the face of Zhu Di's series of caring greetings, Zhu Panyan responded very decently, and Zhu Di couldn't help but sigh that his younger brother had a good son.

Since being beaten up by his father Zhu Quan, Zhu Panyan has grown up quickly. If it weren't for that, Zhu Quan would never have let him go to Beijing to worship by himself. After all, Zhu Quan currently only has this one son, and Zhu Panyan had a little accident, and he had no place to cry.

"Back to Your Majesty, everything is fine with my father. Thanking His Majesty for His Majesty's Long En, he ordered his ministers to go to Beijing to worship, and to celebrate the Thousand Autumn Festival with a new choreography and dance. ”

Hearing Zhu Panyan's words, Zhu Di smiled and praised loudly.

Zhu Gaochi's brothers are not very interested, Zhu Gaochi likes to read, Zhu Gaochu and Zhu Gaosui like the art of war and martial arts, which is the music and dance in the palace, and it is rare to see them take a second look.

Zhu Youstew, the prince of Zhou, had a bright eye, not because of the occasion, he was afraid that he would immediately come forward to ask.

The son loves literature and art and does not love martial arts, he likes to mix with musicians, and King Zhou doesn't have a good way, so he beats and scolds and scolds, and in the end, he can only let him go.

At the beginning of the banquet, the musicians entered the room, wrapped in a green Luo scarf, wearing a blue and red Luo pin gold chest jacket, mixed with gold copper bags, red Luo Bao, and cloud head boots, after entering the temple, kneeling and worshiping the Son of Heaven, and then getting up, standing or sitting in front of the musical instrument.

Singers, leading the dance and then entering the hall, all wear Chinese unified scarves, red Luo sheng color big-sleeved shirts, and another harmony Lang: wearing a wide belt scarf, wearing a green Luo large-sleeved shirt, painted gold belt, pedaled boots, behind the singer.

When the music starts, the music and dance students first worship the Son of Heaven, and then dance.

Meng sat upright, spitting on some XX dramas in later generations ten thousand times in his heart.

The emperor has a banquet, and there are groups of beautiful women?

Wrong, big mistake!

See, it's a man who plays music, a man who accompanies music, and a man who dances, and it's also a man!

As the first dance of the palace banquet and the first dance of the palace banquet, "The Dance of Pacifying the World" praises the heroic deeds of Emperor Tai-Zu-Gao who raised troops, chased the world, and conquered the desert in the north.

Le Wu is wearing leather armor, holding soldiers, accompanied by music, dancing with strength, handsome face, heroic and heroic.

In the sound of drums, you can hear the wind in Shuobei.

The movements of the music and dance students became more and more vigorous, and Meng's thoughts couldn't help but drift away.

Recalling the life of Biansai in the past, the first thing that came to mind was the sacrificial words of yin and yang to summon souls.

Outside Kaiping City, in the wilderness, white flags fluttered in the wind, a long tone, a hoarse cry, that was the first time Meng faced the death of his comrades, every time he remembered it, his heart seemed to be cut open by blood.

When he first arrived in Kaipingwei, he pulled himself up to the head of the city, did he return home?

The music was excited, and Meng's heart was even more difficult to calm.

One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.

From the border to Jingnan, from Beiping to Nanjing, and from Nanjing to Daning.

Looking back, it has been years.

It's real, not a dream.

Thinking of the former comrades, how many people are still there today?

The expression is a little blank, but the eye circles are starting to redden, and before he can raise a glass, he is already drunk?

While his mind was drifting, the musician had changed his tune.

From passionate to heavy, Meng suddenly came back to his senses, pressed the corner of his forehead, and found that Shen Xuan was looking at him.

"But what's wrong?"

"Nope." Meng didn't want to be too conspicuous on such an occasion, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I'll be fine in a while." ”

Even though he said this, Shen Xuan still shook Meng's wrist, "Tell me something." ”

"Yes."

The conversation between the two was only instantaneous and did not attract anyone's attention.

After "The Dance of Virtue in Destiny", Zhu Panyan presented a new dance, accompanied by a graceful dance into the temple, and Meng's nerves were also relaxed.

I really didn't expect that King Ning, who went to the battlefield shirtless, would have such talent.

Perhaps in order to reassure Zhu Di, all the vassal kings who were separately titled, such as King Ning, King Dai, King Qi, King Min, King Gu, etc., were constantly exploring various talents other than fighting.

Writing books and sayings, poems and songs, farming and flowers, and folk music and miscellaneous songs.

In short, whether it is a sunny spring or a white snow or a lower riba person, there must always be a sustenance.

Enriching the spiritual life is the safest, as long as it is not like King Ning's father and son playing nightmare-town, the emperor will not care at all.

The risk of enriching material life is relatively large, such as the king of the valley buying and selling people, the king of Min building a mansion, and collecting two taxes on behalf of the king, all of which were strictly reprimanded by the emperor.

As Zhu Laosi's brother, he has experienced the ups and downs of the Jianwen Dynasty, and there is basically no uninteresting.

was reprimanded by the Son of Heaven for the incident of Nightmare Town, and Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, specially ordered the prince to enter Beijing and dance in the name of Queen Xu's Thousand Autumn Festival. In order to show his attitude to the emperor, he had long forgotten about the division of the world. Now he is not interested in the military, and is only engaged in cultural and artistic creation, so His Majesty can rest assured.

Whether Zhu Di believes it or not, it is not something that Zhu Quan can control. But Zhu Quan's attitude did pave the way for his son's trip to the capital.

After the palace banquet, Emperor Yongle rewarded Zhu Panyan and Zhu You with 20 horses of yarn each, 20 horses of silk, 20 horses of colored silk, 10,000 spindles of banknotes, and Luo Pajin fans.

The prince of Ning Wang and the prince of Zhou entered the palace to thank him, and the dragon heart was happy, and ordered the two to stay in Beijing until August, and then turn back.

In the same month, the Son of Heaven ordered the Nanjing Ministry of Industry to build the Ping Palace, and the Beijing Ministry of Industry to build the Han Palaces and the Zhao Palaces. and ordered the promulgation of the governor to change the state government.

The palace has not yet started, but there is an impeachment of the imperial history, and the reconstruction of the Dingguo Mansion is violated. Zhu Di slapped back directly, I approved it, where is it cool and resting!

After the impeachment was dismissed, Shen Xuan went to the house, and the renovation of the mansion was completed, so please return to Beijing.

The meaning is very clear, anyway, the prince's mansion is three halls before and after, three doors and nine frames, there is not much difference, rather than being stared at by the imperial history all day long, it is better to simply not move, only change a door plaque, everything is fine.

Since you don't live in Nanjing for a long time, you can get by on the big side.

"Last year and this spring, the Tatars defeated Warat several times, and the ghost power chi intended to go north, and also Suntai, Arutai, and Maerhawe tried to go south in vain. When autumn comes, it is the opportunity for the Tartar Koubian. In order to protect the border plug, please ask Your Majesty to return to the north. ”

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui then performed a performance to return to the domain.

Zhu Gaoxu can't let go of his field, and Zhu Gaosui can't let go of his mutual market.

The palace has not been built?

It doesn't matter, the Dusi Yamen squeezed it.

The prince's guard of honor should be prepared?

No need, a few fast horses lead the way, the red Luo Qu cover, the king flag can be a dozen, and the rest of the red paper lanterns, cane and drum panels, are not used at all, dragging time and trouble.

Discord with etiquette?

Etiquette is also set by people! Lonely and not violated, can you manage it?

After some argument, Emperor Yongle sided with his son.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui were able to travel by car and before July. Princess Han and Princess Zhao didn't accompany them, and the palace hadn't been built yet, so they couldn't go to the Dusi Yamen together, right?

The family members of the brothers will not be able to go north until at least the end of the year, and Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui are accustomed to this, and Princess Han and Princess Zhao are reluctant, but there is no other way.

Zhu Gaochi personally went out of the city to send his brothers north.

The Holy Decree allowed King Ping not to surrender to the vassal, and built the Ping Palaces in Nanjing and Shandong respectively.

The ministers who hope that Zhu Gaochi can ascend to the throne still have expectations, but Zhu Gaochi himself has fallen silent, and others are trying to do something, which is also a bogey.

Meng set off after Shen Xuan.

Originally, he was supposed to return north with Shen Xuan, but an urgent report came from Biansai, and Shen Xuan set off ahead of schedule with Emperor Ming.

Meng could only stay and wait until the plaque of the Dingguo Mansion written by the emperor himself was hung up before packing his luggage and leaving for Daning.

Before leaving, another reward was sent from the palace, along with the reward for Shen Xuan, to Meng.

looked at the box of gold and silver given to Shen Xuan, and then looked at his bundle of treasure money.

Meng was speechless.

Well, that's the gap.

Zheng He, who gave the reward, informed Meng Shishilang that the Son of Heaven had ordered that in mid-August, he would lead a fleet with Wang Jinghong to rebel against Ryukyu and other countries.

Meng suddenly said that this trip to the East should be to test the waters of the West.

I don't know if I can send someone to rub a boat and bring some tea and porcelain, maybe it will be a tyranny

Meng Zheng fantasized that the winged gold ingots kept flying towards him, but Zheng He had a bitter face, and he didn't know if he could come back this time when he went to sea.

Only then did Meng Shishilang remember that the famous navigator in front of him was seasick!