The front line of Poyang Lake is already a confrontation between the three countries, and the mountains and rain are about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and it seems that the air is filled with the smell of tense gunpowder. But at this time, in the Ying Tianming Palace, there was still a song and dance.

Roshan was crooked on the throne like a man, supporting his huge head with his fat arms, but the oily face of Hongguang Emperor Zhu Yousong was full of a smug smile.

This time there are not only the emperors, but also the left and right columns, the civil officials from Qian Qianyi, Lu Daqi, Jiang Yueguang, Gao Hongtu, the head of Donglin, to Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai, the deputy leaders of the society, who have died, and the ministers are from Zhu Guobi, the Duke of Baoguo, Xu Zenglie, the Duke of Wei, to the lowest uncles, all of them are also elated, with smiles and a high self-esteem on their faces.

Recently, I don't know why, Annam, Champong, Siam, Nanzhang, Khmer, and then Burma, and finally even cut off contact with the Ming Dynasty for 80 years, Mubang Tusi has sent envoys to Nanjing, tribute to the Ming Dynasty, the prestige of the eldest brother also has to rely on the small brother to set off, and now Yingtiancheng seems to have restored the grand occasion of Zheng He's trip to the West during the Yongle period, and there are foreigners who come to pay tribute every day, and it is very lively.

This doesn't just show that the gentlemen govern the country well, the current emperor is also the holy lord, the central heavenly dynasty is four Yi guests, everyone has a light on their faces!

It's just that among so many people, only Honglu Siqing, that is, Huang Zhanwen, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Ming Dynasty, can't laugh, this old Jinshi in the Apocalypse can't help but turn green, and the corners of his mouth twitch from time to time like nervousness, everyone squeezes forward, only he is alive and shrunk back a position, shrinking behind everyone. While listening to the eunuch singing, he also looked at the back of Zhang Pu, a newly promoted scholar standing in front of people, from time to time.

But Zhang Pu's hand behind his back kept pressing down, and the words choked in his throat with his hand, and on Huang Zhanwen's wrinkled old face, beads of sweat kept flowing down his forehead.

Under the silence of the foreign minister, one by one the envoys of Fanbang with horned turbans on their heads came in one after another, knelt on the ground like rice cakes in the five-body throwing mode taught by the Ministry of Rites, and recited the national letter in their own language, and then presented the gifts.

"Reward!"

Just like the model walking on the stage, more than 30 envoys from more than a dozen tribes of the seven countries in Central and South China visited the Qinzheng Hall one after another, and then Zhu Yousong, who was happy with the dragon face, set up a state banquet in the Qianqing Palace to entertain these envoys from Fanbang who came from afar.

The kind of grand banquet modeled after the Tang Dynasty was magnificently displayed in the palace, the ministers sat on both sides of the three columns, one person and one case, kneeling on the ground, those envoys were invited to the middle, facing the emperor to attend, the beautiful palace maids wearing silk and satin shook their long sleeves in the melodious repertoire of silk and bamboo and danced the mulberry dance, and there were eunuchs holding delicacies and handing them one table after another.

At this moment, Huang Zhanwen couldn't hold back any longer, his eyes secretly looked at the envoys who were separated by a few tables, still looking at each other, and there was a spark in his murderous eyes, he simply left the table in a hurry, and went to Zhang Pu's side in a confession.

There is no way to prevaricate, Zhang Pu has no choice but to simply hold the wine and turn around: "Family, Lord Huang can't wait, sue for guilt!" ”

Recently, Zhang Pu wanted to marry Huang Zhanwen's youngest daughter as a concubine, and many people in the court knew about it. There was no trace of tension at all, and the Merry Sect Leader Qian Qianyi laughed and hugged his fists.

"Master Zhang will go by himself, don't tell the old man to wait in a hurry, haha!"

In the joking, Zhang Pu hugged Huang Zhanwen and cautiously walked out from behind the banquet, but the hypocrisy of the literati was fully revealed, this Zhang Pu had just left, and Wang Qia, who had just followed with a smiling face, quickly became gloomy, muttering there.

"This is in a hurry to hold a stinky foot in the afterlife, I really don't know how a certain prince learns etiquette, righteousness and shame, so that a person is also worthy of being in the court?"

followed a large circle of old Donglin, just like a resentful woman hearing valuable gossip, she nodded her head in harmony, and there was a low sound of ridicule.

However, Huang Zhanwen didn't have the heart to care about this, and as soon as he left the hall, he was already impatient to clench his fists and bow heavily.

"Lord Zhang, help!"

"Shh!!h

Hurriedly looking at no one left and right, Zhang Pu hurriedly dragged the old guy's arm to the corner of the main hall, and then helplessly blamed: "Lord Huang, the minister of the first hall!" Can you show some spirit? Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, your seniors, do you want me to teach my juniors? ”

"But, the sin of deceit!"

At the mention of this, the beads of sweat on Huang Zhanwen's head were still dripping one by one, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and pointed to the hall where the drums were still noisy, but before he finished speaking, he was pushed back by Zhang Pu.

"Zhang understands that Myanmar Mubang is at war with Siam, and the private soldiers of the East India Service Company are pressed under the city of Siam, Khmer, Nanzhang and Annan are inseparable, Zhancheng wants to ask for help from Daming, Annan wants Daming to reprimand Khmer Nanzhang to retreat, don't interfere with his encroachment on Zhancheng, as for Siam, they want Daming to support them in attacking Donghu, and they want to drive Daming out, that's it!"

"But, but these things, no Ming can do it!"

In a hurry, Huang Zhanwen finally said these heart-wrenching words.

Just as the Central Plains didn't know which of these vassal states had a complex relationship, these small countries in the Indochina Peninsula were also closed to the news of the Ming Dynasty, and the minister of state, Pabiluo, said that he would impeach Luo Yu in front of the Ming Emperor, and impeach Luo Yu in front of the Ming Emperor, but he couldn't tell which Ming Luo Yu belonged to! After the envoy landed in Fujian, he was confused, and went straight to Nanjing, anyway, the closest to Zhongnan is Nanming, should be in charge, right?

The rest of the envoys thought about it the same, but they didn't know that they had bumped into the most careless one.

But what stunned Huang Zhanwen was that Zhang Pu actually laughed and nodded.

"It's just that it can't be managed! Therefore, Master Huang can promise everything, these small countries in Central and South China have not done anything, and they will naturally not come again next time! But this time, in order to do things, they paid tribute to a lot of real things, the emperor got benefits, all countries came to the court, the people of Yingtian saw it, and the officials got face, which is enough! ”

It's really Dongfang Houheixue, Zhang Pu's face is not red and his heart is not beating, and he deducted the envoy who was originally going to see Mao Jue, and he was so relieved that Huang Zhanwen was dumbfounded when he heard it.

"This! Will this work? ”

"If Lord Huang is still not at ease, then Zhang will not stop you from getting old, now you will go back to the main hall when you are old, in front of Your Majesty and hundreds of civil and military officials, the envoys of Central and South China clarified that they are tributary to the Northern Dynasty, and they have come to the wrong place, please!"

Seeing Zhang Pu swinging his sleeves in front of him, Huang Zhanwen was startled, if he dared, why did he delay until now? Full of sorrow, Lao Hongqing bowed down tremblingly.

"That's right, you should drink and drink when you go back, let Your Majesty and Baiguan be happy, it's enough, Lord Huang, please!"

Laughing, Zhang Pu raised his sleeves again, who knew that Huang Zhanwen waved his hand embarrassedly and hard: "Master Zhang goes by himself, the old rotten ....., the old rotten legs are still a little weak, slowly!" Slowly! ”

This courage is still an official! Even Zhang Pu shook his head with a little disdain, and there was a fist in front of him, and then he swaggered back.

Just walked to the door of the hall, suddenly there was a burst of cheers, in the hall, a Donghu envoy actually walked out of the seat, with the music and dance in the hall flew up, the pipa swirled, that look like the wind of the Tang Dynasty, looking at the emperor are all applauding and cheering, without thinking, Zhang Pu also raised his hands high, arrogantly cheered loudly.

But this time, he didn't take a few steps, and suddenly saw Qian Qianyi's strange smile in front of him, and looked back in amazement, Huang Zhanwen appeared at the door with an old face again, and sighed helplessly, he simply didn't go back, Zhang Pu went out of the hall again, and pushed Huang Zhanwen to the corner on the edge again.

"Lord Huang hasn't figured it out yet?"

"Master Zhang, it's not that you haven't thought it through this time, it's that this little brother wants to see you!"

Explaining with a bitter face, Huang Zhanwen hurriedly waved his hand to the corner, looking at the little official who ran over quickly, Zhang Pu's heart was obviously chuckled, he was anxious and gloomy and asked urgently: "Yunyi, why are you here?" ”

After all, it is the era of party strife, even if Shi Kefa is now helpless to stand in line, his emergency military information was not sent to the Ministry of War as soon as possible, but was directly delivered to the hands of Zhang Pu, the leader of his faction, looking at Shi Kefa's oral message, Zhang Pu, who was still full of swagger just now, obviously felt that his eyes were dark, and he couldn't help but stumble a step.

The music of silk and bamboo was still the same, and suddenly Qian Qianyi was thoughtful, turned his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on Zhang Pu's seat that had been empty for a long time.

On the other side, the carriage was speeding rapidly, and at this time, the dignified scholar actually had missed the emperor's state banquet, and had already run wildly in the market of Yingtian, turning around, he stopped in front of a towering and mighty official's mansion, and no matter what status he was inferior, he went up and slammed the door heavily.

"Who!"

Full of impatient voices, the two men opened the door from the inside in annoyance, but immediately, they screamed in disbelief.

"Zhang...., Scholar Zhang!"

"Later, the little one will go and tell my master!"

One was entertained in a panic, and the other rushed to the backyard, but this time, Zhang Pu was like crazy, he didn't talk about the slightest rules, pushed him away, and went straight to the mansion.

But he didn't leave for long, and the owner of this room had already limped out, full of surprise and surprise, on crutches, Luo Zhen hurriedly walked out of the flower hall, laughing and bowing with fists.

"The university scholar is here, why don't you say hello to my brother in advance, my brother will cook the dragon well of Yunwu Peak.....

"Zhang wants to see the shopkeeper Luo, be fast!"

Unbelievably interrupted by Zhang Pu's wave, listening to his irritable roar, Luo Jin's face was obviously unhappy, looking at his anxious face, urging in a hurry, the Luo family also had to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, and staggered and waved his hand inside.

"Bachelor's here, please!"