As long as you go back, let people secretly go to Liaodong and send some information about Jiang Yunfan to the alien race, anyway, Jiang Yunfan is dead and Xin Qi's disease is still alive, even if Xin Qi's disease is dead, is Nuoda afraid that no one is available in the world?

By the way, there is also Xin Qiji. If he also died, wouldn't the position of the secretary of the military department be theirs?

Xin Qiji died, and Li Junqing would also lose a big backer, so wouldn't the position of the first assistant of the cabinet also be theirs?

Three birds with one stone, three birds with one stone.

The man laughed involuntarily.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, and several of his colleagues looked at him coldly, this idiot, didn't see that Jiang Yunfan had noticed them.

Jiang Yunfan glanced at the man like a fool, and said coldly: "If you want to laugh and laugh back, is this the place for you to laugh?" ”

"The subordinate deserves to die, the subordinate deserves to die." The man smiled.

Now that he has arrived at the place, Jiang Yunfan glanced at him and walked in.

A few people breathed a sigh of relief, glared at the man, and walked in with everyone.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

The emperor waved, and the prince stood up, holding the holy decree and shouting: "Fengtian carries the emperor's edict:"

"I only rule the world with literature, and fight chaos with force. And ask the pillar of the imperial court, the dry city of the country. It is able to be both civil and military, and to make efforts to repay its achievements but not to favor it, the envoy of the Taxation Yuan, Jiang Yunfan, the supervisor of Liaodong. With one enemy and ten thousand, countless enemies will be killed, and military exploits are made in all directions. Now make the weapon of the heavenly generals, help me destroy the enemy, and grant the axiom of the country as appropriate, and it is close to the ban. Zi Te Er is the Duke of Xu Guo, and the edict of Xi Zhi is in the play, and Wei Zhenyi Di. Deeply attached to the Jun of Yuan Rong Xuan Huaxia, with the Pi of Zhaolu cloth smoked, temporarily tin python, plus Pi Ji, admirable.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Yunfan bowed down and thanked him.

The decree was placed in his hand, and the ministers watched.

They were a little glad that His Majesty did not reward the iron scroll.

In the Ming Dynasty, the golden book iron coupons were divided into seven classes, of which the dukes were divided into the first class, the marquis was divided into the second class, and the earls were divided into the third class. The size of the coupons varied, with the largest Duke coupons being one foot high and one foot six inches and five minutes wide. The other grades of iron tickets are generally five points lower in terms of height and width. The smallest earl, the second-class iron ticket, was seven inches high and one foot two inches and five minutes wide. All iron coupons are made in duplicate, one for the recipient and the other for the inner house. When it is time to check, just put them together and you can distinguish the authenticity.

In addition to the fact that the iron roll is a gold medal for avoiding death, the most important point is that it is hereditary.

Whoever gives the iron scroll means that he, the prince of the country, can be passed down from generation to generation.

Now that His Majesty has not given the iron scroll, Jiang Yunfan can still die, and his title is only for life.

Jiang Yunfan knelt on the ground, looking at the holy decree in his hand a little confused, he seemed to be shaken, and when the duke smashed on top of his head, he seemed to realize that all this was so unrealistic.

At the beginning of February of the second year of Taichu, he came to the capital, and met Zishu after a day of stuffy drinking.

On April 15 of the second year of Taichu, he won the champion, and then he went all the way up, the left deputy capital imperial history, the court envoy, and the Liaodong supervising army.

Now, on May 23, the second year of Taichu, he was promoted to Xu Guogong.

It is true that the ancients have not been seen before, and the future has not been seen.

Why did the emperor trust him so much? Reward with him?

Qu Qu won a victory at Shanhaiguan and attacked Quang Ninh Mansion? Tax reform? Hand**?

Sun Jiufu is not a duke now, not even an earl, just a fictitious prince, his merits don't have to be Jiang Yunfan's greatness?

Twenty years ago, he defeated and conquered aliens.

Now Jiang Yunfan has only recaptured Guangning, among which Xin Qiji and Li Junqing have contributed a lot.

Why did His Majesty just take him?

Flattered and horrified.

Why didn't Your Majesty tell me to get up?

Is Your Majesty warning me, enough, enough, you are making meritorious service, I will have no merit to be rewarded, only the throne.

Although he wants the throne, it's not now, now he is just the meat in the emperor's palm, although it hurts to remove it, it is not a big problem, and it won't be long before it grows back.

Looking up and secretly looking at His Majesty, His Majesty was looking at the concerto.

The ministers also had no intention of discussing the government, and stood upright, without squinting, and their heads were turning rapidly.

His Majesty didn't tell him to get up.

What does this mean?

The emperor looked at the concerto, but his mind was not on it, his eyes looked at Jiang Yunfan quietly, looking at his expression, and secretly smiled in his heart, I want to go, I want to go, I am scared to death, hum.

Jiang Yunfan lowered his head silently.

If you want to stop here, there is nothing unpleasant now, nephrite is on the side, holding great power.

Wait, wait, it depends on whether the queen gives birth to a man or a woman, it doesn't matter what the surname is in the world, it's mine.

After making up his mind, his heart calmed down, pleasing the person in the hall is the most important thing now, he must show that he is wholeheartedly for His Majesty, loyal, faithful, and sworn to die for you.

He had thought about it just now. In the future, I will take people overseas to open up a piece of my homeland, but after all, I am reluctant to this land of China, after all, I can't come back if I leave.

Just like Emperor Jianwen in the previous life, he disappeared into the barren house full of smoke.

Outside the temple, birds flew by, making pleasant calls.

The emperor seemed to be attracted by this shout, looked at the sky outside the hall, suddenly smiled, and then corrected his voice, as if he had just seen Jiang Yunfan kneeling, and said hurriedly: "Ask Gui to kneel like this, get up, get up." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Yunfan stood up after thanking him, and although it had been half an hour, there was no discomfort.

"Since the army didn't say anything to report, let's retreat."

Everyone retreated, and Jiang Yunfan walked slowly. When he arrived outside the door, the emperor didn't call him, and Jiang Yunfan strode up when he went out, and the holy decree had to be put away.

went all the way out of the palace gate, but was stunned in front of the mansions.

A golden plaque has been hung on the gate.

Xuguo Mansion.

Laughing softly, pushing the door and walking in, Yun Qiao and the little slave were still in the palace with Ji Yunmiao, thinking that they were also bullied enough, and they would exchange "Mirror Flowers" for the two of them in a while.

After storing the holy decree and arguing with a copy of "Mirror Flowers", it was already afternoon, and after eating something casually, he ran to the palace, all the way to Cining Palace, and asked a palace maid to send the book and the letter together, and after a while, the palace maid walked out with a piece of paper and handed it to Jiang Yunfan.

Jiang Yunfan opened it and smiled helplessly.

Send it back tomorrow.

After putting it away, he thanked the palace maid and went to the tax institute.

At this time, it was almost time to get off work, and everyone was fine, so Jiang Yunfan simply taught them to fight the landlord and asked them to go to the tax institute to teach all the tax soldiers.

When he went to Liaodong a few days later, he wanted to take some tax officials and tax soldiers with him, and set up some tax offices along the way.

The night was deep, and from outside the tent came the murmur of grass insects, and the occasional restless kicking of hooves as they passed. The grass and trees in the middle of the night were even more silent, and the stars had already set in the sky. There was the slightest sound of running water, like a wild ghost crying, and the moon peeked into the tent with a pale face. In this silent night, even the dead star flying in mid-air could hear the sizzling sound of its fall.

There was rain falling, ticking and falling, listening to the sound of the rain Jiang Yunfan slowly fell asleep.

The next day, as always, picked up the oil-paper umbrella, just held it in his hand, feeling the coolness of the drops falling on his face, it was rare to be cold in the summer night, he went to the tax institute for a walk around and then ran to the yard where he made the hand, at this time more than a dozen people were doing it in an orderly manner.

Jiang Yunfan waited for him to make a good one, and then called Wei Zijin and asked, "How many can you make a day now?" ”

"About a dozen a day."

Jiang Yunfan nodded.

"When you've done a hundred, call someone to call me."

"Yes."

Jiang Yunfan looked at it for a while, and then walked out, he wanted to see the project entering the city.

For the sake of safety, Jiang Yunfan also asked them to build four high platforms outside, and now the high platforms have been built, Jiang Yunfan is on one of them, looking at the four eyes, everything around is so clear, as long as there is a wind and grass can be seen, this is relieved to explain to them to speed up under the premise of ensuring quality.

Time waits for no one.