Yu Qian was pacing back and forth in the tent, and suddenly heard the soldiers outside the tent singing: "Yang Qian is here-" raised his eyebrows, "Please let him in." ”

"Lord Yu," as soon as Yang Muyun entered the tent, he bowed deeply to Yu Qian, "I don't know what you ordered to call the humble position." ”

"Mu Yun, sit down and speak slowly." Yu Qian smiled and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Lord Yu." Yang Muyun straightened up and did not sit down.

"Mu Yun," Yu Qian said with a smile: "It's been really hard for you these days, it's really hard work to capture Sain Polo, Naga Dorji, and save this official from the enemy camp!" ”

"The adults have won the award," Yang Muyun looked humble, "This is all the blessing of the adult, and the soldiers use their lives." There is no merit in being lowly in office. ”

"It's very rare for Mu Yun to be young and not arrogant," Yu Qian bowed slightly, "I will write your credit into the recital presented to the emperor, and I will definitely be rewarded soon." The voice changed, "With Muyun's talent, it is not a problem to lead an army alone, young man, tempering and tempering in the army will be more helpful to your future career." You're doing a good job! ”

"Your Excellency means to let the lowly post stay in Xuanfu?" Yang Muyun asked.

"That's what the old man thinks," Yu Qian stroked his beard and said for a moment: "This time, the Datong army has suffered the heaviest losses, and the old man plans to transfer Mu Yun to Datong, what do you think?" ”

"Your arrangement, my lord, has your own reason, and it is inconvenient to put your beak in your humble position," Yang Muyun said: "However, the humble position is not as old as the weak crown, and he has no foundation in the army, and he is suddenly shelved to the place, I am afraid it will be difficult to perform, so it is better to follow the lord's left and right." ”

"Mu Yun, you can't help but worry too much," Yu Qian glanced at him and said, "The old man is about to return to Beijing tomorrow, do you still want to return to Beijing with the old man?" ”

"Lord Yu is going back to Beijing?" A different color flashed in Yang Muyun's eyes, "You won't go to Xuanfu tomorrow?" ”

"The old man has some things here that I can't rest assured," Yu Qian sighed: "I need to go back to Beijing to meet the emperor." I will leave for Beijing early tomorrow morning. ”

"Is it because of Sain Polo's entry into Beijing?"

"Well," Yu Qian bowed slightly, and glanced at him with appreciation, "Although the enemy chief is in my hands, but the Tartar army is still cruising outside the pass, how to appease and prevent it from causing trouble again, is the top priority." Governor Luo's intention is the same, but the emperor ...... there" When he said this, his voice stopped.

"Lord Yu is afraid that the emperor will not be able to bear this breath, so he will be angry and dispose of the enemy chief of Sain Polo?"

Yu Qian's face was worried, "The emperor is young after all, and he is a little ...... There is still a lack of enthusiasm in handling political affairs, and some ordinary things are extremely tricky to handle due to the bewitchment of some eunuchs around him. Because of the avant-garde of the government army going to the north of the country, even with the Xuanda soldiers and horses were also greatly injured, and I really can't afford to toss in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty this winter. ”

"Lord Yu means to let the emperor negotiate peace with Sain Polo?"

"There's no other way." Yu Qian sighed.

"But Sain Polo is just a leader of the Syros tribe under the rule of the Tartar Khanate, how can it be possible to let the emperor make peace with him?"

"This is exactly what the old man is worried about," Yu Qian said, "The Sebei Tert people are so powerful that they have far surpassed the Khan's court. But there is a lack of a name, so let me make peace with the subordinates of the Tartar Khan's court, it is a violation of etiquette, and the emperor is afraid that he will not be able to pull off this face! ”

"Since that's the case...... Yang Muyun frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Then how about letting the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty give the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty a name?" ”

"Oh?" Yu Qian raised his eyebrows, "Can I give this title to Daming?" ”

"Why not?" Yang Muyun said: "Judging from the few days that I have been in the Tartar camp, the Tarts are only superficially obedient to the Khan's court. The Chahars under the rule of the Great Khan of the Tartars privately called the Zarats Turkic barbarians, and they were also extremely jealous and distrustful of them. And the Zerat people are powerful, and they don't look at the Chahars at all. I think it is better to start here, and ask the emperor to canonize the leaders of the Tarat people, and put them in the same position as the Tartar Khanate. Every year, in the name of Raite, I can send an envoy and an envoy from the Khan's court to envoy to my Ming Dynasty. As long as the Tarts are stabilized, the largest force in the northern grasslands, the Tartar Khan's court will be alone, and the defense pressure of the towns in the northern part of our Ming Dynasty will be greatly reduced. ”

"This ...... Is it possible? Yu Qian hesitated

Asked.

"The adults are full of wealth, when they know the history of the Sui Dynasty, Sun Sheng's long-distance friendship and close attack, separation from the strong and the weak, and the division and disintegration of the powerful Turkic Khanate......"

"Hmm," Yu Qian nodded with a solemn face, "Go on." ”

"How similar is the current Saibei grassland to the Mobei of the Sui period. The Khants were the strongest in the west, with the Khan's court in the center, and the Korqin tribe, which had close ties with the Khan's court, was in the east of the khan's court. Now that the Horat people have broken the Duo Yan Wei, and the Fuyu and Taining Erwei are also subjugated to the feet of the Horats, the so-called lips and teeth are cold, and the Korqin Department will definitely get closer to the Khan court to fight against the power of the Zerats......," Yang Muyun said, "Although the Horats are the most powerful, they are not recognized by the tribes on the grassland. It must be known that for more than 200 years since Genghis Khan, all the tribes of the Mobei grassland have been dominated by people from the family of his descendants, and no matter how ambitious the Rus tribe is, they dare not replace it. Since there is no one to respond to the title of Khan on the grassland, it is better for me to help them and raise the identity of the Tartar family first, so that the Tartar Khan will be more jealous of him, and some tribes who are interested in the Tartar family will attack him en masse. Maybe I don't have to spend a soldier in my Ming Dynasty, the entire Mobei grassland will be in chaos, and my Ming Dynasty will take advantage of the fisherman's profits, and the trouble in the north will naturally be lifted. ”

"According to your meaning, do you want the emperor to make Polo Khan?" Yu Qian looked at him and said.

"Sain Polo is not enough," Yang Muyun said, "and now the supreme leader of the Sarat people is Yexian, who calls himself the Taishi of the Khan's court. Even if the emperor canonized him as Khan, he would not agree to it first, let alone Sain Polo. ”

"And how do you elevate them?" Yu Qian asked again.

"You can crown them kings first," Yang Muyun said, "As long as they accept the princes canonized by my Ming Dynasty, and then show them to be encircled, this can accelerate the rift between the Rats and the Khan's court." The various departments of Mobei are not monolithic, as long as they are well used, there are many articles to be done. ”

Yu Qian paced back and forth in the tent after listening to this, stopped in thought for a while, looked up and said: "Okay, according to Muyun's words, I will go to write a recital, and after writing it, I will send it out overnight, hoping to present it to the emperor before Sain Polo enters Beijing." ”

"It's not enough to just write a recital," Yang Muyun said: "Your Excellency must meet the emperor after entering Beijing, and tell the emperor in detail about the stakes, after all, you have experienced battlefield battles, and your words are more convincing than others." ”

"Well, Mu Yun is reasonable," Yu Qian looked at him with blazing eyes and said, "Why don't you go back and clean up and go back to Beijing with the old man?" ”

"I am willing to follow the guidance of my lords." Yang Muyun said with a smile. According to his original intention, he followed Yu Qian, Yu Qian changed his mind and returned to Beijing, and he did not want to lead troops locally.

"Do you want to stay in the vanguard of the government army anymore," Yu Qian said: "After the old man goes back, he will issue an order from the military department to transfer you from the front guard of the government army and then resettle." ”

"Master Xie." Yang Muyun bowed deeply.

"Okay, it's too late," Yu Qian waved his hand, "You go back to rest early, and you have to rush back to Beijing early tomorrow morning!" ”

......

"So, we don't have to go to Xuanfu, we can go back to Beijing with Lord Yu?" Lin Mei'er asked with a pair of autumn-like eyes.

"Lord Yu is worried that the emperor will not be able to handle the matter of the enemy chief Sain Polo entering Beijing," Yang Muyun saw that she was a little reluctant, so he said: "What's wrong with you, are you unhappy?" ”

"I finally came out for a trip, and I was going back to Beijing before I had all the fun," Lin Meier was interested, "It's really boring." ”

Yang Muyun understood what she was thinking, and held her soft and slippery hand, "No matter where you go, I won't snub you......"

Lin Mei'er chuckled and shook off his hand, "Isn't this what you want?" I'm not happy anymore, maybe I really won't pester you. ”

"I ......" Yang Muyun just wanted to say something more, when he saw Mo Buyu and Alexai coming over, he hurriedly stopped talking and stayed away from Lin Meier.

"My lord," Mo Buyu said with great interest, "the brothers are waiting for you to come over and toast you!" The big guy said that he would get drunk with you tonight. ”

"Where are you going?" Yang Muyun said angrily: "I will go back to Beijing with Lord Yu early tomorrow morning, if you want to be happy, you can go with them!" ”

"What, back to Beijing?" Mo Buyu said with wide eyes

"Didn't you go to Xuanfu?" ”

"Things have changed, Lord Yu has something important to return to Beijing, and I will go back with him," Yang Muyun glanced at him, "Don't you like to be a soldier and fight?" Just stay here! If you have a few more military exploits, you will be able to become a general, and you will be able to support him from front to back, how majestic and majestic you are, wouldn't it be happy? Then he turned around and left.

"My lord, don't," Mo Buyu hurriedly pleaded with you: "I'm used to following you, I'll follow you wherever you go, even if I am a little follower by your side for the rest of my life, I'm willing to ......"

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Jingshi, the Forbidden City, Diao Dou has fought three times.

In Renshou Palace, Empress Dowager Sun was lying on the bed as if she was not sleeping, and Jin Ying was gently kneading her shoulders and back. There is a copper unicorn incense burner on the sandalwood table in the corner of the hall, quietly spitting out a cloud-patterned incense cigarette.

"It's still your strength accurate," Empress Dowager Sun opened her slightly closed eyes and glanced at him, "There are many people in this palace, and no one is as comfortable as you." ”

"As long as the mother feels comfortable, the old slave is willing to massage the mother here for the rest of her life." Jin Ying said with a smile.

"Your old monkey's mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter," Empress Dowager Sun smiled slightly, "Don't you feel condescending to the chief of the internal officials and supervisors doing the work of such an inferior slave here in the mourning family?" ”

"If Niangniang doesn't let the old slave serve, then the old slave will feel condescending!" The wrinkles on Jin Ying's face bloomed like chrysanthemums, "It is a great blessing for the old slave to be able to serve the mother, this blessing is not available to everyone, the old slave ......"

"Okay," Empress Dowager Sun waved her sleeves, "Your good mourning family is remembered here, and when your son-in-law comes back, the mourning family will go to the emperor to talk and give him a beautiful deal." ”

"The old slave is here, thank the Queen Mother." Jin Ying said and wanted to kneel.

"Go down, the mourning family is tired," Empress Dowager Sun waved her hand, "This rhino horn incense in Annan smells very comfortable, and it hasn't been up for a few days, you can bring more and put a few more incense burners in this hall." ”

"Yes, Queen Mother." Jin Ying knelt down and said, seeing that the Empress Dowager Sun no longer spoke, she quietly got up and withdrew from Renshou Palace.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of Renshou Palace, he saw a young green-robed eunuch walking towards him.

"Is it Grandpa Jin?" The green-robed little eunuch stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Hmm, you're?" Jin Ying saw that he was angry, and he didn't call himself the manager, so he didn't take it too seriously.

"The emperor has invited Gonggong Jin to come over," the green-robed eunuch smiled: "You can go over with the little one!" ”

"The emperor wants to see me?" Jin Ying was shocked in her heart, "I don't know what the emperor summoned me?" ”

"I don't know if it's a little one, but you'll know it when you get to the emperor." The little eunuch laughed.

......

In the Xinuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Qizhen was sitting on the couch to review the folds, and a small eunuch came in to report, "Your Majesty, Father-in-law Jin Yingjin has arrived." ”

"Let him in." Zhu Qizhen didn't raise his head, and circled a big red circle in the recital.

"The old slave Jin Ying knocked to see the emperor." As soon as Jin Ying came in, she fell to her knees and knocked deeply.

"No need to be polite, get up." Zhu Qizhen smiled at him and put down the fold in his hand.

"Emperor Xie!" Jin Ying stood up and stood aside.

"Mr. Jin doesn't have to be formal," Zhu Qizhen smiled, "I just want to find someone to talk to me." Seeing that Jin Ying didn't say anything, he said: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Jin entered the palace during the Yongle period, right?" ”

"Thanks to the emperor, the old slave is the palace that Yongle entered for five years." Jin Ying was worried and hurriedly replied.

"Yongle five years," Zhu Qizhen groaned, "It's the twelfth year of orthodoxy now, so Mr. Jin has been in this palace for forty years." ”

"Back to the emperor," Jin Ying arched his hand, "The old slave has been in the palace these days, I can't remember how many years, I only remember that I have served Emperor Taizong, Emperor Renzong, Emperor Xian and the emperor." ”

"It's not easy," Zhu Qizhen lengthened his voice, "You are also an old minister of the Four Dynasties, you have been in the palace for so many years, you miss your hometown very much, right?" ”

Jin Ying's body was shocked, and he hesitated: "Your Majesty, the old slave has entered the palace since he was a child, and this palace is the hometown of the old slave. ”