The Tartar Emperor was captured, and the people rejoiced, worshiped and congratulated in front of the Baiguan Palace, and even the officials suggested holding a ceremony to sacrifice the prisoners, all of which proved that Lao Zhu's previous worries were superfluous.

There are many people in the world who cherish Meng Yuan, and there are also people who disagree with him, the son of cloth, but what kind of flowers can be turned out, as long as he is strong enough, these people are not worth it at all, and no one can threaten his imperial power.

The once invincible Emperor Meng Yuan became his prisoner, proving to the world that he was incomparably powerful, and those who opposed him and those he opposed were either subjugated or destroyed.

Although many days have passed since Qixi Festival, he still does not forget that day when the people in the city shouted long live the mountains and tsunamis, it sounded so pleasant to him like a fairy sound, even the hundreds of officials' congratulations were much more deferential than usual, one after another composed of gorgeous rhetoric and beautiful horses made him feel uncomfortable, even Zhu Sheng and Luo Furen, who were in the academy, did not forget to send congratulatory watches.

I originally thought that it would be a trouble to catch the Tartar Emperor, but now it seems that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, and the cheap brother-in-law is really a lucky general. Lao Zhu smiled, took a book of folds and continued to read it.

Yuan Sheng carried a beautiful food box and slowly walked to the hall, approached the dragon case, and whispered: "Your Majesty, Concubine Ning asked her to send lotus seed and white fungus soup to relieve the emperor's heat." As he spoke, he opened the food box and took a beautiful porcelain bowl.

"It's too extravagant, just talk to her and send mung bean soup in the future!" Lao Zhu picked up the spoon and took a sip, then frowned, "It's too sweet, it's too greasy!" Having said that, he still picked up the bowl and cleaned it with a spoon, Lao Zhu has never been in the habit of wasting food.

Yuan Sheng diligently sent a white handkerchief, wiped Lao Zhu's mouth, and then took out a secret letter from his sleeve, "Your Majesty, this is handed over by the inspector." ”

Lao Zhu Yan took a look at the fire paint, then took it apart and quickly took a look, and said with a smile: "Oh, even the Tartar Emperor dares to fight, and when I heard that the skull of Emperor Zhao Song was made into a drinking vessel, I was furious." It seems that he didn't deceive me, he was really raised by the remnants of Zhao Song, how much affection does he have for Zhao Song! ”

Yuan Sheng cautiously asked on the side, "Who is the emperor talking about?" ”

Lao Zhu sneered, turned his head and asked him, "Would you not know?" Recently, I haven't received a lot of benefits from Concubine Ning. ”

Yuan Sheng was startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Emperor Shengming, Concubine Ning did give the slave maid some rewards, but she just asked the slave maid to run an errand and deliver a word, as for who the emperor is talking about, I really don't know who the slave is." ”

"You're a little measured! You didn't grow up in the palace, there are some rules you don't understand, I don't blame you. If there is a next time, I won't kill you, so I will go to Fengyang and Wenzheng to see the ancestral tomb together. ”

Yuan Sheng hurriedly kowtowed, "Thank you Emperor Longen!" There will never be a next time for slaves! ”

"I am also for your good, there are countless capable people in the court, none of them can be offended by you, some even I have to scruple three points, and there are even bastard lazy worms who want me to coax and deceive before they are willing to work......" Old Zhu asked unexpectedly: "Are Concubine Ning's attendants very close to Yang Xian?" ”

Seeing that Yuan Sheng was speechless with his mouth slurched, Lao Zhu snorted coldly, "You don't know if you don't say it, stupid woman!" ”

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Ma Du was beaten and beaten by Emperor Zhizheng.

On the way to escape to Kaiping, Emperor Zhizheng has been nostalgic for Beiping Miyagi, and after living in a tent for half a year, not to mention, he originally thought that he would never have the opportunity to see it again in his life. I didn't expect to be captured by the Ming army, and I had to take a look after returning to Beiping this time.

Qi Xiang couldn't bear his constant grinding, so he took him to take a look. This is unbelievable, seeing with his own eyes that the majestic and prosperous palace city has become a mountain of bricks and stones, Emperor Zhizheng suddenly went crazy.

Not to mention that he is an emperor, even the ordinary people of Pingtou can't stand this blow when they see that the home they have lived in for decades is gone, and there are many people who are looking for death and life because of forced demolition in later generations.

I heard that Ma Du let him demolish it, and as soon as he had the opportunity to catch Ma Du, Emperor Zhizheng grabbed his collar and asked, "Why do you want to demolish my Daming Palace, why do you want to demolish my Xingsheng Palace!" "He went to court in the Daming Palace, lived in the Xingsheng Palace, and had the deepest feelings for these two palaces.

Without waiting for Ma Du to reply, Emperor Zhizheng punched him according to his nose, not to mention that Emperor Zhizheng's fat was really not in vain, this punch was not small, and it directly beat Ma Du's nosebleed.

Seeing Emperor Zhizheng playing tricks, Ma Du wiped his nose and sneered: "If someone else dies in the country, you are allowed to pick up other people's graves, and I am not allowed to demolish your house, so unreasonable!" ”

"That's not what I let people pick, it's not me!"

"But you didn't build this palace! What do I have to do with you! ”

Looking at Emperor Zhizheng, Ma Du smiled hesitantly: "I told you a long time ago, since you have inherited the family business passed down from your ancestors, you have to carry the black pot for your ancestors!" ”

The dejected Emperor Zhizheng was escorted to the southbound ship, and every day he leaned on the board of the ship without eating or drinking, muttering, "My Daming Palace, my Xingsheng Palace, why did you Nanban destroy it......"

Even the contempt was called out, it seems that Emperor Zhizheng is really sad, Ma Du doesn't want him to be really crazy, and he doesn't want him to be accidentally cut off by Lao Zhu, after all, he is Ma Du's scheduled engineer, otherwise this trip to the grassland will be in vain.

After several days, Emperor Zhizheng, who was so hungry, was willing to eat, and while he was delivering the meal, Ma Du wanted to comfort him a few words, "Actually, I don't want to demolish your palace, otherwise it will be burned down." But don't worry, the palace in Beiping will still be built in Yingtian, just use those demolished bricks and stones! ”

Emperor Zhizheng was really overjoyed, "You mean that my palace will be rebuilt in Yingtian?" The Ming Emperor treats me well, if it is really a Ming monarch, I might as well do it! ”

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, the palace will be rebuilt in Yingtian, but my Ming Emperor lives, but it's no problem for you to take a few looks. You can also be the chief designer if you want, and you're good at it anyway. ”

Emperor Zhizheng's smiling face was slowly retracted, his mouth pursed, and he actually cried, "You guys...... You're such a bully! ”

It's so terrible that the emperor actually cried, and Ma Du hurried to flash people.

Chang Yuchun patted Ma Du, "You were really comforting him just now, not deliberately angry with him." ”

Ma Du spread his hands innocently and said: "I thought he just loved to design palaces, and he was distressed by the ruined architectural art, so he kindly gave him a chance to show his talent." Who knows that he loves to live in the palace, and he has no craftsman spirit at all, so I'm sorry for the name of Luban Tianzi. ”