readx;?Please enter the text Miao Shengye hopes to use this river crossing pawn of North Korea to replace the Indian vassal state of the Ming Empire. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This is his plan, and it is also a plan for Ceylon to make sure that there is no loss.

But with so many officials in the Ming Empire, how could they not see what kind of conspiracy the British and Ceylon were engaged in?

Wang Jianfeng walked in the Forbidden City with his hands behind his back, and was replaced several times in the past hundred years, but each time he stubbornly used only one style of boulder.

Each of these mottled boulders is huge, laid here silently, with the most rustic silence, set off or carry, its grandeur and magnificence, splendor and splendor.

In the past hundred years, or after the Ming Empire moved its capital to Beijing, in these hundreds of years, the soles of the shoes stepped on these boulders are endless, how many champions have explored flowers, how many generals and warriors, have left their footprints here.

Some people have left their names in the annals of history, and some people have left their own blood on the wheel of history.

However, many more people are passers-by who pass by in obscurity, and they are rarely mentioned or remembered.

They are like sand in the desert and the sea, everywhere but inconspicuous. They are like the masonry of a huge building, nothing special, but they are indispensable.

Not everyone has the opportunity to be as dazzling as Zhang Juzheng, and not everyone is as evil as Liu Jin's Eight Tigers.

Even so, those who did not leave their names, or who left their names but were not remembered at all, are just as important.

Without them, how could the Ming Empire survive these hundreds of years? Without their silent contributions, would there be Zhang Juzheng, Wang Anshi and others like a comet?

Passing through the boulder-paved ground and through the long corridor, Wang Jianfeng, the first auxiliary minister of the Ming Empire, suddenly stopped.

The place where he stopped was at the end of the corridor, where the portraits of some heroes and celebrities were hung. Here, there is a portrait of a retainer of the Son of Heaven who has no official title, standing there with a smile on his face.

Unlike the famous ministers of the Apocalypse Dynasty, who may be majestic or easy-going, this person bowed his waist slightly, smiling with a flattering face, and an expression that he was as close to everyone as a son.

However, Wang Jianfeng knew this person and knew why this person was hanging here - Wei Zhongxian, the house slave of His Majesty the Emperor of the Apocalypse, a loyal servant who dedicated his life to the Emperor of the Apocalypse!

To be serious, this person doesn't have any real ability, and he can stand here because he knows his position, and he clearly knows that he is the dog of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, a loyal mad dog.

To say that this Wei Zhongxian may not be a loyal minister in the traditional sense, nor is he a capable minister. But he was a eunuch who had given his life to the Emperor of the Apocalypse and had never betrayed him.

If, Wang Jianfeng thought that if the Emperor of the Apocalypse did not do this great deed, this Wei Zhongxian might be a wicked person who tore his face with Wenchen and was nailed to the pillar of historical shame, like Liu Jin.

But now he is hanging in the corridor of heroes, bowed and smiling so humble, just looking at this portrait, no one can think that the person in this painting is the emperor of the Apocalypse, the murderous Dongchang factory duke.

When Zhu Changle was alive, he once brought his trusted ministers here, at that time Zhao Hongshou was still the first minister, and Wang Jianfeng was still young.

Zhu Changle looked at the painting for a long time, and then said his thoughts to the two people at the time: "The Emperor of the Apocalypse ordered someone to hang him here, because he wanted to tell future generations that even if he is so treacherous, he is also a person who can use it......"

Today, Wang Jianfeng stood here, stopped here, raised his head and looked at Wei Zhongxian's harmless smile, but he had another thought in his heart: This kind of person can hang here, if he is buried in the long river of history, wouldn't it be sad?

"Want to trade India for the Korean Peninsula? Although I, Wang Jianfeng, am not talented, I am not a fool who you Miao Shengye said he wanted, I will give it something! He whispered to himself, and then walked his way.

He continued to walk forward, passing by the five tiger generals beside the Emperor of the Apocalypse, passing by those famous ministers who left their names in history, and finally walked out of the corridor.

The winter sun shone on his still black hair, on the large mink coat he was wearing, which was beautifully decorated with mink.

The supple waterfall-like mink velvet shone brightly in the sun, covering Wang Jianfeng's originally tall figure.

"Someone, call Wang Jianshan! By the way, if Lord Li Mingyi has time, please come! At last...... Let's hold a small meeting. He commanded casually.

The secretary who followed behind him nodded quickly and waved his hand at one of the soldiers, who immediately saluted, then took two steps back and turned to inform the person Shousuke-sama was going to see.

"Although I am not Ge Tianzhang, I am not as good as my son Wang Jue when I hold a three-foot sword to kill the enemy......" He smiled, smiling happily in the cold sun: "But I have been in the cabinet and in charge of the national power for ten years, how can I not have my own ability?" ”

"The Ming Empire...... But don't raise idlers! As he continued to walk forward, he whispered to himself: "You all think that this is the limit of the Ming Empire? Far from it! Far from it! ”

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"Lord Shoufu, I don't know what happened when I summoned the lower officials?" Li Mingyi, the head of the household, walked into Wang Jianfeng's office and handed the big shackle on his body to the waiter behind him.

Similarly, the third eldest of the Wang family, Wang Jue's third uncle Wang Jianshan, also walked into the house, and threw the eldest commander to the waiter behind him, without the restraint of Li Mingyi.

"Li Shangshu, it has been ten years since I left the household department and joined the cabinet......," Wang Jianfeng opened his mouth to recall the past when he entered the cabinet from the position of household secretary at the age of thirty-five and became a cabinet minister.

Li Mingyi's eyes drooped, he didn't know what his expression was, he stood there half-asleep and half-awake, but he didn't open his mouth to answer Wang Jianfeng's words.

Wang Jianfeng didn't wait for him to answer, and said directly: "No matter what method is used, squeeze out 300 billion yuan to expand the army, is there a problem?" ”

Wang Jianshan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his side, like Li Mingyi, who was standing and asleep, and didn't know what his eldest brother was doing.

"My lord......" After thinking for almost a minute, Li Mingyi suddenly opened his eyes, raised his arm and hugged his fist and replied: "If the adult asks, the lower official can only answer 'no'!" ”

Without waiting for Wang Jianshan to speak, he added: "If the state is asking, the lower officials will give up their lives and make up this money!" (To be continued.) )

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