Li Dingguo bowed down and whispered: "My lord, why do you need to do this? If you want to fight for the world, who can stop you? ”

Wang Huan gently put the bright yellow satin of the holy decree on the table, and shook his head slightly: "The Ming Kingdom has been in the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years, and the heritage still exists. Don't look at the number of traitors now, if you really want to take it and fill the world, I am afraid that it will take a river of blood to achieve hegemony, and Tartar is an example. ”

Li Dingguo shook his head and objected: "Foreign invasion, shaving hair and braids, the sky is angry and resentful. Adults are different, the change of dynasty is justified, except for a very small number of foolish and loyal people, the people of this world are just changing masters, still paying food and taxes, what is the difference? Moreover, the administration of adults is based on benevolence, and the people's livelihood is the righteousness, and the expectations of the people are returned, compared to the dying Ming Dynasty, the adults are like the rising sun, and the light is infinite, even if they want to kill, it is also a sacrifice for the foundation of the new dynasty! ”

Wang Huan looked at Li Dingguo, who was almost unable to help himself with excitement, and sighed a little in his heart, whether he wanted to make contributions from the dragon or sincerely consider the well-being of the people, Li Dingguo's mood towards Dai Ming's self-reliance was not inferior to his own, but Li Dingguo's idea was much simpler, and he was going to violently seize the throne.

And Wang Huan's considerations should be far-reaching, it is not impossible to kill people to establish authority, but the establishment of the country is far from being as easy as thought, although the Kuizhou system is already a behemoth, but to control the whole country, it is still far away, whether it is the economy and people's livelihood, or military talents, they are inseparable from the shell of the Ming Dynasty.

Many of the people who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty are talents, such as the white pole soldiers, there are not many people who are loyal to the Ming court under the influence of Qin Liangyu, and there are also people such as Plug Yinxi and Zheng Chenggong, who are all national heroes of later generations. Did you kill something?

Of course it can be done, but that's not what Wang Huan wants, what he hopes more is to use some means to achieve his goal, in other words, the blood of the Han people, don't shed so much.

He put his hands on Li Dingguo's shoulders, looked at his eager eyes, and said movingly: "Your thoughts, I know, I have my own plans for this matter, don't be in a hurry, we do big things, it's taboo to be anxious, and if you are in a hurry, it will mess up our steps." ”

Wang Huan's eyes were firm, as unshakable as a rock: "Don't worry, I won't let you down!" ”

Li Dingguo was looked at by him, his heart was awe-inspiring, he hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and said suddenly: "The last general is abrupt!" Forgive your sins! ”

Wang Huan helped him up and said with a smile: "Okay, the holy decree has also been received, and the Tartars are shrinking and not moving in Beizhili, so let them go to infighting, come!" Come back to Xi'an with me, the wedding day is coming. ”

"Big wedding?" Li Dingguo was stunned for a moment, and then reacted: "My lord is talking about marrying a princess?" ”

"Who else?" Wang Huan smiled: "This matter should be done." ”

On November 20 of the third year of the Ming Dynasty, in the cold wind, the prince of Liangguo Huan married the clan and the princess of Changping in Xi'an, a pair of beautiful people finally became a family, on the day of the wedding, the endless flow of people in the palace of the original Ming Qin Dynasty as the wedding banquet scene almost stepped on the threshold, from the top to the Yongli Emperor down to the people who are qualified to give gifts to send gifts sent by the gifts piled up in several warehouses, although the wedding itself is very low-key, there is no team of people to greet the relatives, there is no swaggering horseback riding wedding sedan chair in the city, just hang red cloak color, Zhang Luo a banquet, But I can't resist the congratulations of others, not to mention the characters of Sichuan, Shaanxi, and Shanxi provinces, as long as they can get out, they are all present, and they are really entangled in mundane affairs, and they also gave generous gifts, and the reputation of Liang Guogong can be seen.

What is somewhat ironic is that all the bureaucrats who denounced Wang Huan in the court gave gifts, even He Tengjiao and Li Chengdong, the two who roared the most, but the things they gave were extremely valuable, and the gift list was the longest.

Wang Huan toasted table by table at the banquet, with thoughtful etiquette, and greeted everyone with a smile, giving people a very good impression. The most special thing is his ability to never forget everyone, who is who is coming, who is represented, he is clear, and he can also intimately inquire about the other party's recent situation, giving people a feeling that Wang Huan understands everything about others and controls everything.

The day is spent in the busy, the night is coming, the hall is still full of lights, the city is full of festivity, the people on the street spontaneously hang red lights, knot ribbons, invite the troupe to sing the big play, although people can not enter the scene, but also have to borrow the big wedding of the grandfather of the country to have a lively time, after all, it has been so long, Liang Guogong came to live a stable life, the nobles are happy, and the joy may not be better in the future.

After three glasses of wine, Wang Huan said goodbye to the guests, and was greeted by Meng Zhiyu and others from the Kuizhou department, and entered the cave room by himself.

The voices of people were separated from the courtyard, and after the accompanying mother-in-law closed the door, she couldn't hear anything. The lights are flickering, the candlelight is bright, the red new room is full of joy, the fine porcelain wine glasses on the round table covered with red tablecloths, the white fat wine jug is warmed with a glass of wine, the delicate and large room is like the head of the bed, the bride of the phoenix crown is wearing a red hijab, the earth dragon is making a charcoal fire, and the warm air pushes the air in the room into a warm and ambiguous atmosphere.

Picking up the jade Ruyi, Wang Huan raised for a while, and then slowly picked up the red hijab of Princess Changping, revealing a beautiful face that was carefully carved and radiant.

Changping's age is not very old, and Wang Huan is only one or two years apart, although he has been weathered and suffered to create a precocious character, but at this moment he is still inevitably shy, it is the verdant years like flowers and jade, extraordinarily bright against the background of the candlelight, the skin is like condensation, the eyes are peach blossoms, the eyebrows are picturesque, the wrists are like jade, and a picture of an ancient lady really appeared in front of Wang Huan's eyes.

If it weren't for the empty sleeve hanging on one side, Wang Huan really suspected that the person in front of him was not Changping, although he knew that Changping was beautiful, but after a little powder, he was so glamorous, which was indeed unexpected. He couldn't help but lament: It turns out that women wear makeup like a disguise, and it has really existed since ancient times.

Princess Changping raised her head, her eyes were facing each other, her tenderness was infinite, her eyes were flowing with affection, and a pear flower pressed by a begonia, which was better than countless in the world.

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Early the next morning, Wang Huan got up on the third pole of the day, and the morning run that he had insisted on naturally couldn't be carried out anymore, look at the princess Changping who was still sleeping lazily snuggled up next to her, recalling the absurdity of last night, Wang Huan smiled and opened away, if it weren't for the insistence on asking to see someone outside the door who didn't know the current affairs, Wang Huan didn't mind being absurd again.

Annoyed when he dressed and came out, Wang Huan scolded him: "Li Dingguo, are you jealous that I have found a wife?" The newlywed came to harass him on the second day of his marriage, do you want anyone to live? ”

Li Dingguo looked at Wang Huan with a strange expression, his eyes couldn't reveal whether he was crying or laughing, and he stiffened his face and reported respectfully: "My lord, the last general knows that my lord is busy with family affairs, but this matter is a bit important, so I have to hurry to disturb it." ”

Wang Huan walked to the table, picked up a bowl of eight-treasure porridge that had just been served and took a sip, chewed a piece of pickle "squeak", and motioned to Li Dingguo, Li Dingguo waved his hand to mean that there was no need, he had eaten.

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it. Wang Huan's face was dissatisfied.

Li Dingguo's expression became even more strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "The Tartars sent a messenger to send a letter from the Tartar puppet emperor, begging the lord to strike the army, and he is willing to marry the princess of the Tartar clan to the adult, thinking that he is friendly." ”

After a pause, he added: "Congratulations, sir, the blessings are boundless." ”

Wang Huan's pickles were stuffed in his mouth, and he looked at Li Dingguo, sitting stiffly like a nerd, not knowing what to say for a while.

(End of chapter)