In late autumn, the Shu army led by the king of the southwest finally returned from the front line to sweep away the rebels. The army arrived outside the city yesterday and camped outside the city, and the king of the southwest only brought two retinues into the palace to face the saint.

The minister was ordered to sweep up Zhu Zhaohong and other rebels, exterminate 30,000 rebels, and persuade 18,000 to surrender. The minister has sent people to search for him along the coast, and if he finds any traces, he will report to His Majesty as soon as possible. Feng Xianji, the king of the southwest, went to the palace in military uniform, and he was frightened for days, his armor had long since lost its brightness, and his beard made it completely unpredictable for people to understand his expression. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were inferior to him, and the civil servants who had always been talkative lost their voices in front of him, while the generals who had always admired him were ready to move, and their eyes were shining.

The little emperor was dumbfounded, although he had already heard that the king of the southwest was brave and good at fighting and tall, but when the real person stood in front of him, he only felt an invisible sense of oppression moving towards him. Now it seems that he is in the southwest, and the king of the southwest is looking up to him, but the little emperor has the illusion that he is vulnerable in front of him...... Zhou Suizhi is right, he will definitely not be able to surrender to such a killing god.

Feng Xianji stood in the hall, sensing the little emperor's evasion of his eyes, and all the children in his heart were afraid of him, even the emperor didn't seem to be much better.

"The king of the southwest is loyal and brave and good at fighting, and he can sweep away the rebels in two months, and restore peace to the people in the east, which is indeed a great merit! I decided that the soldiers under the command of the King of the Southwest would all be promoted to the first level, and each of them would be rewarded with half a year's worth of money for each of them. The little emperor announced in accordance with the reward method he had said before, "As for the king of the southwest, he will be rewarded with five hundred taels of gold!" ”

Clear-eyed people can see the little emperor's intentions, the king of the southwest is already the prince with the most real power, and he has military power and prestige, so it is not appropriate to be sealed again. On the contrary, the soldiers under his command can be promoted, sell favors, and let them remember his grace as the new emperor.

But there are also people who don't see through this layer, or they see through it but they are not worth it for the king of the southwest. On the spot, he said, "The soldiers are meritorious, but they can't surpass the boss." Since ancient times, it has been the first commander and then the soldiers, if there is no commander to strategize, how can the soldiers go straight in? Please Your Majesty, the King of Southwest Jin is the Prince of Yipin! ”

The king of the southwest is the king of Erpin County, and has the right to govern the fiefdom and dispatch troops. But if Feng Xianji is transferred away from the southwest, then he, the king of the second rank of the county, will face the possibility of being replaced at any time, and the king of the southwest will also have someone else. This Prince Pin is different, no matter whether he is in the southwest in the future, as long as he is still alive, as long as he has a son, then this Prince Pin will follow the Feng family until the Great Xia Dynasty is replaced.

The little emperor was stunned for a moment, but did not react. Below, one after another, people stood up and expressed their support for this proposal.

Most of the courtiers who stood up were military generals, and there were also a few civil servants. The words they said were similar, nothing more than that the king of the southwest was the first to be crowned a first-class prince.

The little emperor looked at the king of the southwest, he didn't know if this was the order of the king of the southwest or if it was really the desire of the people. But Feng Xianji's face was as usual, and the matter of the group of people standing behind him repeatedly had nothing to do with him. The little emperor quietly clenched his fists, pressed the anger in his heart, turned his head to look at Zhou Suizhi, and said, "Zhou Xiang, what do you think of what Zhongqing said?" ”

This is a plea for help, hoping that Zhou Suizhi can reject their request.

Zhou Suizhi took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, the minister thinks what you said is reasonable. This rebellion against the southwest king is naturally the first merit, and it is not impossible for His Majesty to reward the prince with the title of prince. It's just that the prince's canonization is complicated, how to determine the title, how to hold the ceremony, and whether the prince will return to the southwest after the canonization, these trivial matters must be arranged one by one. Now that the prince has just returned with the army, the placement of the prince and the army will have to be painstaking, so it is better for us to do it one by one. What does Your Majesty think? ”

One of the strategies contributed by Zhou Suizhi was the "delay plan", first blocking the mouths of the ministers with "want to seal", and forgiving them did not dare to force the emperor to implement this matter in the main hall. And then slowly figure it out, maybe there will be other changes in the future, and then there will be no name for treating heroes harshly.

The little emperor glanced at Zhou Sui appreciatively, got inspiration from his suggestion, and said with a smile, "The meaning of Zhou Xiang coincides with my meaning, I am not unwilling to reward the king of the southwest, but there are many regulations for canonization, and now the north is still at war with Xining, I have come down to discuss it with the Ministry of Rites, and I will definitely not treat the meritorious ministers." ”

Zhou Suizhi retreated, glanced at Feng Xianji in front of him, and couldn't detect his true thoughts in his heart.

After the little emperor finished speaking, he set his eyes on the king of the southwest, and was very worried that he would raise objections. Now there are very few people in the Great Xia Dynasty who can fight, and the battle with Xining is not very optimistic, and maybe Feng Xianji will be invited to come out. If Feng Xianji wanted to blackmail him with Prince Feng at this time, it would really be stuck in his life.

Fortunately, the king of the southwest did not express his opinion on the prince's matter from beginning to end, and the little emperor did not show displeasure when he said this, not like he wanted to be proud of his achievements.

After the court meeting was dispersed, for the sake of his cousins, the little emperor specially sent someone to invite the king of the southwest to the imperial study.

In the evening, a banquet was held in the palace, which was also to catch the wind and wash the dust for the king of the southwest and the soldiers.

The little emperor held a glass of fruit wine and saluted the king of the southwest again and again, and after half an hour, the people who drank the liquor were conscious and steady, and the little emperor who drank the fruit wine showed a drunken state.

"King of the Southwest, I heard that you are all □□ on the battlefield, and today is a good day, can you give me two strokes?" The little emperor tugged on Feng Xianji's sleeve and said. His cheeks were red, like a drunken monkey, and he no longer behaved in a gentleman's manners.

Xu Zhong glanced at the King of the Southwest, this is not a master to be messed with. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, today's gathering of hundreds of officials is really not suitable for dancing knives and guns, why don't you choose a good time to go to the school field, and then invite the king of the southwest to show his majesty?" ”

"No, I'm going to see it now!" The little emperor let go of his hand and pointed at Feng Xianji,

"I am the Son of Heaven, and you must listen to what I say. Come on, send a □□ to the king of the southwest! ”

Xu Zhong was so frightened that a cold sweat was about to come out, what kind of person was in front of him, it was the killing god who the first emperor didn't dare to shake his face easily.

"You are all dead, Your Majesty is drunk, hurry up and help Your Majesty to the apse to rest!" Xu Zhong shouted at the eunuch on the side. The little eunuchs on both sides hurriedly stepped forward to support the little emperor, and no one in the field dared to speak easily, and it was cold for a while.

The little emperor was stubborn, leaving aside the eunuch who was supporting him, and turned his head to walk towards the guard with the sword on the side.

"Your Majesty!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the little emperor drew the guard's sword, staggered in his steps, raised his hand laboriously, and pointed at everyone, "Which of you dares not to listen to my words?" Don't think that you are going to ride on my head at a young age, and be my master, and tell you, don't think about ......it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed, and they hurriedly got up from the banquet and shouted in unison, "The ministers are panicking." ”

The little emperor thought the scene in front of him was very funny, and he scared people like this when he lost his temper, which was really funny.

"King of the Southwest, you ......" The little emperor turned sideways, the direction of the sword pointed to the King of the Southwest, burped, and squinted with a red face, "I want to see you play □□, should you do it or not!" ”

Feng Xianji laughed, raised his hand, and handed it to him.

"The minister shouldn't have felt disrespectful to wield a knife and a gun in front of His Majesty just now, since His Majesty wants to see it, then the minister naturally obeyed the order."

The little emperor laughed twice, stepped back on the steps, tilted his body, and sat down on the steps.

"Your Majesty......" Xu Zhong wanted to step forward to help him.

"Go away!"

Feng Xianji turned the □□ casually, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the ground, and made a piercing sound. His eyes kept looking at the little emperor, and his whole person exuded a powerful aura. His marksmanship was learned in actual combat, and there were not many tricks, but all the moves could take people's lives. □□ is like a spiritual snake in his hands, and his heart goes wherever the muzzle of the gun goes.

The little emperor sat there stunned, looking at him with good eyes, as if he had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

□□ the dancing wind blew across his face, and in the last move, Feng Xianji took a vertical step forward, the dancing □□ stopped, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at him not far away.

。