What the court will never lack is infighting, although Donglin has been suppressed, but the eunuchs are also fighting each other, and the original first assistant Gu Bingqian is exhausted and has resigned. Now it is Wei Guangwei who is replacing the first assistant.

Because he has the same surname as Wei Zhongxian and obeys Wei Zhongxian in every way, there are sayings of "big Wei" and "little Wei" in the court, and it seems that a dignified chief assistant has become the son of a eunuch, and the taste of promoting narrowness is self-evident.

Wei Guangwei doesn't care much about these, the prime minister's stomach can support the boat, and there is no gossip about which one is the first assistant. It's just that today he was a little scratching his heart and fidgeting.

"King Anton, King Anton, this capital is a tiger's den in Longtan, how can you casually throw yourself into the net!"

Wei Guangwei saw sweat on his forehead, a young man standing next to him, dressed in a dragon gown, gorgeous and majestic, and then looked at his face, his immature face, delicate and clean, he was the younger brother of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, King Xinwang Zhu Youzhen.

In fact, according to his age, Zhu Youzhen can already be a vassal. That is, to his fiefdom, trapped in the city, to be a prince of peace for a lifetime, to have children, and to pass on the ancestry.

It's just that the current situation is special, Tianqi's health is getting worse and worse, and he doesn't have a son yet, so his younger brother has become the de facto heir to the throne. Speaking of which, it is also his embarrassment, the name is not right, and he is careful in everything, for fear that the leaves will fall and hit his head.

No one believed that this time he went out of the city to greet Zhang Ke, and it turned out to be the farthest Zhu Youzhen had walked in more than three years, and his face was full of excitement like a bird out of the cage, and he was complacent.

happened to see the sweat on Wei Guangwei's forehead, Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but ask: "Yuanfu, it's not hot, why are you sweating?" ”

"Ah, thank you for your concern, it's the old minister's body that is a little weak, so it's not in the way."

A trace of doubt flashed in Zhu Youzhen's eyes, and he shut up very knowingly. Didn't ask any more.

"The Duke of Ping Liao led the soldiers to arrive!"

"Pingliao Gong has arrived!"

More than a dozen horsemen flew on the road, looking at the colorful flags, running and shouting at the top of their voices. After all, Zhang Ke's King Anton was not officially canonized, and he was still called the Duke of Pingliao.

Hearing the shouts of the cavalry, Honglu Siqing immediately shouted loudly: "Play music!" ”

In an instant, the sheng pipe, flute, gong and drum sounded together. The festive drums flutter in the wind, and wherever they go, there is a scene of joy and encouragement.

Outside, there is a procession of dragon and lion dances. It's more lively than the Chinese New Year.

After a while, the road in the distance was dusty, flags were waving, and Zhang Ke led the army to come slowly. Far away, the momentum that swept the world rushed to the front, making people sigh and admire, and their hearts were shaken.

"Okay, it deserves to be the strongest soldier in the world!" Wei Guang smiled. Taking the initiative to greet him, Zhu Youzhen's small eyes lit up, he had seen the honor guard in Beijing, but how could those fancy shelves compare with the Yizhou soldiers. Every action is murderous. is full of masculinity, and Zhu Youzhen is swaying, on the other hand, although he is a prince. But it's dull, and I'm really ashamed of myself.

There was still some distance left, and Zhang Ke restrained the war horse. Coming down from above, he greeted Wei Guangwei and King Xin.

"I've seen His Royal Highness King Xin, and I've seen Yuan Weng."

"Hehe, Pingliao Gong doesn't have to be polite, hurry up and get on the horse, we will lead the horse into the city for you."

Zhang Ke hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Yuan Weng, how can Zhang have any virtues, how can he receive a courtesy gift!" ”

Zhu Youzhen saw that Zhang Ke was polite, gave birth to a good impression, and said with a smile: "The imperial brother has an edict, the Duke of Pingliao has recovered Liaodong, and he has made outstanding contributions, and the imperial brother should have greeted him personally, but the Holy Communion was violated, and he had to let Xiao Wang temporarily replace him, and asked the Duke of Pingliao not to shirk." ”

Wei Guangwei also persuaded a few words, Zhang Ke could only reluctantly agree, and as soon as he turned around, his subordinates helped him get on the horse.

It was only at this time that Wei Guangwei noticed that Zhang Ke's legs and feet seemed to be a little inconvenient. When I just got off the horse, there were also people to help me. It stands to reason that this kind of general who conquers and kills the territory will not show such a cowardly side!

"Ping Liaogong, isn't it because you're unwell?"

"Alas, Yuan Weng, I won't hide it from you, I have been tired for a long time, and I have long been overwhelmed. To recover Liaodong, Zhang Ke's wish for his life has been fulfilled. I have long been handed over to the military affairs, and I can concentrate on recuperation, I can't ask for it! ”

Zhang Ke's identity is sensitive now, Wei Guangwei didn't dare to speak casually, just smiled: "Pingliao Gong is young and promising, he is the dry city of the country, and his majesty is important, so you must not give up on yourself!" ”

Zhu Youzhen peeked at Zhang Ke's miserable face, as well as the sweat on his forehead, it seems that it is not so easy to be a famous general......

The army slowly entered the capital, all the way was surrounded by the people, the incense cases on both sides of the road one after another, the people burned incense and knocked on the top, and there were children holding baskets full of flowers, sprinkled on the ground, the sound of firecrackers was earth-shattering, the people stretched their necks, competing to see the demeanor of the Yizhou soldiers.

Zhang Ke was initially able to straighten his waist and sit on horseback, but later he simply lay on the horse's back. Outsiders only think that Pingliao Gong is modest and cautious, and he does not want to be bowed by everyone, the more this is the case, the more everyone thinks that Zhang Ke is approachable.

Only the people around him knew that the dignified grandfather's hands were trembling, and sweat soaked through his clothes.

Finally arrived at the noon gate, according to etiquette, the soldiers presented the captured Jiannu nobles, and displayed the captured materials in front of the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, there were no less than 100,000 people around him, and there was no end in sight to the black pressure, and everyone stretched their necks to watch.

When the Yizhou soldiers lit a fire and threw the flag of Jiannu, the dragon chair and the dragon robe into the fire and burned it, it immediately attracted a long applause and thunderous cheers.

At last the slave chief Dolgon was pushed out, and some people held the only remaining skulls of the emperor Taiji and wild boar skins, and went around the field, and everywhere they went, the people were in a crazy state, dancing with their hands, and they were simply crazy with joy......

The excitement lasted for more than two hours, and the generals of the Yizhou soldiers, Yu Weiliang, Zhou Dunji, Qin Minping, Liu Shaoqing, Xie Chao, etc., all enjoyed the treatment of superheroes.

It's just that these bustles are destined to have nothing to do with Zhang Ke, he insisted until noon, his body couldn't bear it, he was quietly supported by his subordinates, went to rest early, and missed all the celebrations.

……

"Wei Daban, did Zhang Ke's body really suffer like that?"

Wei Zhongxian frowned and said, "Master Qiqi, the old slave asked the imperial doctor, and they said that Zhang Ke had been fighting in the bitter cold land for many years, and he had a lot of dark injuries on his body. He has been assassinated again, poisoned, injured and old, and trapped internally and externally, and it is a miracle that he has survived until now. They, also, also say......"

"What else?"

"Master Qiqi, they said that if he is good at life and recuperation, Zhang Ke still has hope of living, if he continues to lead the troops to fight, he is only afraid of being sad and standing in the future!"

"Oh!"

Apocalypse let out a long breath, and suddenly said with a wry smile: "Wei Daban, I have been thinking about how to deal with Zhang Ke, but I didn't expect his body to be like this, you go to pass the decree, choose the best imperial doctor and medicinal materials, and send them to Zhang Qing, and then there is, when he is well, he will come to see me." ”

The apocalypse said politely, how could Zhang Ke let him wait, and on the second day after arriving in the capital, Zhang Ke came to meet the saint.

When they arrived in the dormitory, the monarch and the minister met, and at first sight, both of them were stunned. In the impression of the apocalypse, Zhang Keqi is magnificent, peerless, just like the rising sun, with strong self-confidence and outstanding style. Even unconsciously, Tianqi will imitate some of Zhang Ke's actions, and in the heart of this emperor, there will be a little jealousy.

But now, Zhang Ke's face is haggard, his body is thin, and his steps are vain and weak, which is very different from his impression, and he sighs with embarrassment......

What was even more surprising was Zhang Ke, his illness was half-true and half-false, and most of it was pretended, in order not to let others pay attention to him.

But the apocalypse's illness could not be pretended, and the face of the Son of Heaven, who was just in his early twenties, was gray and gray, like the color of cement, without a trace of luster, and there was some dead skin on his sideburns.

The bags under the eyes are very deep, and they are blue and purple, and Wu Youxing said that this is a symptom of kidney water depletion and dying soon. Red eyes, insomnia and dreams, excessive worry, panting, weakness, constant coughing, and rising lung fire......

A cursory observation shows that this Supreme of the Ming Dynasty is simply terminally ill, which makes Zhang Ke startled!

Tianqi barely squeezed out a smile and said, "Zhang Qing, what, my dignity is ugly!" ”

"No, the watch of the sky, the posture of the dragon and the phoenix, the minister has not been able to see the holy face for a long time, the minister, the minister is happy."

Zhang Ke said, knelt down and kowtowed, and Tianqi said to Wei Zhongxian: "Wei Daban, I don't have the strength, quickly help Zhang Qing up." ”

"Yes!"

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, hurry up, you are the most important minister of the master, and you are responsible for the safety of the Ming Dynasty and the importance of the society, don't let the master worry." ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Wei!"

Zhang Ke said very politely.

As soon as the apocalypse waved his hand, the little eunuch brought a chair with a backrest. Everyone in the hall suddenly thundered, you must know that Shoufu only had an embroidered pier in front of the emperor, and he actually gave Zhang Ke a back chair, what an honor!

Zhang Ke trembled and thanked him and sat down, but Lao Wei was still standing on the side, and only then did he glance at him, and Tianqi smiled and said: "Zhang Qing, don't care what outsiders say, he is a slave, you are my minister!" ”

Tianqi understands very well, it's not that Lao Wei is nine thousand years old, Tianqi is a puppet, it seems that most of it is nonsense, otherwise it is a smoke bomb.

In any case, the sick and crooked Apocalypse is not an easy guy to deal with, Zhang Ke secretly warned himself.

"Zhang Qing, you have the greatest credit for the recovery of Liaodong, I think of the agreement with you at the beginning, the title of King Anton is my gratitude to Aiqing!"

"Thank you for your love, I can't repay you in case."

Tianqi said again: "Zhang Qing, I want to ask what you mean, how should Liaodong be governed in the future?" What about the elite soldiers in Liaodong? ”

Zhang Ke immediately straightened his waist, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Liaodong should be established as a province and send officials from the three divisions to manage local civil affairs litigation matters. As for the men and horses in Liaodong, they should be gradually reduced and sent into the customs in batches to quell the rebellion in the provinces! (To be continued......)