Ji Jinrong and his party returned home full of rewards.
In addition to the goods brought back by the caravan, there were also Western maritime merchants who came to "trade" with Daqi. These people have been strictly screened, have not low background and good education.
Honglu Temple has been handed over to Han Shizhi for rectification, which is quite different from the autumn hunt.
After receiving the Western sea merchants, the officials of Honglu Temple were extremely shocked. Shipping is unfamiliar to them, and other overseas continents are even more unimaginable to them—but these Westerners appeared in gorgeous clothes and brought many new gadgets. Although it can't be said that Da Qi is far behind, it is not too much.
This was very surprising to the courtiers who were accustomed to being "the only one who respects me" in terms of culture and civilization.
In their hearts, Westerners should be barbaric and vulgar, and any Daqi person can fool them into losing their way. Seeing these well-educated Western nobles, the most cultured and powerful people in Daqi fell silent, and the silence was different from usual.
People's hearts are the most wonderful thing. They were beaten by Xiliang before and couldn't find their way, and they were humiliated by Turks. They didn't have much sense of crisis.
Whether it is Xiliang, who is "following the example of the East", who can't learn much from Daqi, or the completely uncivilized Turks, they all look down on them in their hearts. After all, only Daqi can make the most sophisticated weapons and the most exquisite utensils.
However, such a group of people suddenly appeared outside—they didn’t know how this group of people appeared, what kind of history this group of people had, and what kind of temperament this group of people had—this group of people just popped up, Take out the same fine goods, take out the same terrible weapons—
It feels like the preferential treatment that God has given them in the past thousands of years is not unique, but also given to another group of people in the world!
The courtiers are all bad.
At the moment, he did not write a letter to ask Ji Jinrong to persuade Zhennan Wang to stop fighting. The battle still has to be fought, and it has to be fought hard and beautifully so that no one can see it clearly. In a few days, the emperor of Xiliang will come to proclaim his surrender to Daqi. Let these Western bastards take a look at it, and don't let these bastards have any thoughts that they shouldn't have!
Changsun Meng was still dizzy.
In the past, when the word "war" was mentioned in the court, everyone kept silent, avoiding it for fear of being too late. But now it is completely different, his grandfather was invited back, and other generals were also praised. Speaking of the Xiliang envoys in the past few days, those civil servants all thought of a hundred or eighty ways to deceive them, and there was a stance that they must deceive Xiliang into "Xiqi".
The eldest grandson talked to Han Shizhi: "You literati are too ruthless..."
Han Shizhi's gaze paused, and he said slowly, "What's so scary?"
Changsun Meng couldn't tell. He just felt that if it was him, he would have died a hundred and eighty times!
Literati do not kill with a knife.
Changsun Meng said, "I don't know, I just feel terrible."
Han Shizhi said: "First of all, the knife in your hand must be sharp enough, so that these strategies can be used." If you can't beat it, who cares about your tricks
Hearing what Han Shizhi said, Changsun Meng felt a little relieved. He said: "What you said is also reasonable. But I am still a little scared. If I accidentally offend you literati, I really don't know how I will die!"
Han Shizhi pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Changsun Meng said again: "When the Xiliang incident is over, His Majesty should think of a way to fight the Turks, right?"
Han Shizhi glanced at him and asked, "Have you finished copying "The Yaolue of King Wu?"
Changsun Meng's handsome face suddenly became stiff.
Han Shizhi said: "Copy it and give it to me at night."
The eldest grandson complained dissatisfiedly: "I just don't understand, what's the use of copying books! Didn't you say it yourself, you still have to have a sharp knife, otherwise everything is useless. Wouldn't I be successful if I practice martial arts?"
Han Shizhi didn't speak.
Chang Sun Meng said: "When I read a book, my scalp becomes numb..."
Han Shizhi said: "That's fine." He looked at Changsun Meng, "You don't need to look for me in the future." After speaking, he picked up the paperwork on the table and walked out.
The eldest grandson was stunned. He just wanted to bargain, and it dragged on for at least two or three days, but Han Shizhi actually said that!
After Changsun Meng came back to his senses, he became anxious and ran out after him: "Shizhi Shizhi, wait for me!" He had long legs and fast feet, and he caught up with Han Shizhi in no time, but he grabbed Han Shizhi's hand vigorously and refused to let him go. Han Shizhi left.
In such a tussle in public, Changsun Meng still yelled "suitable for suitable", and the busy officials around couldn't help but quietly raised their heads to look at them. Han Shizhi scolded with anger on his face, "What are you doing!"
The eldest grandson Mengqi said to Ai Ai: "Shizhi, don't be angry, I was wrong, I will copy it and send it to your home."
Han Shizhi said: "No need, I shouldn't force you."
What Changsun Meng is most afraid of is Han Shizhi's indifferent appearance. He swore to the sky: "I will really read it carefully and copy it! You don't want to be angry with me, you didn't force me, I did it myself. My grandfather beat me to death before, and I didn't even finish watching it." After reading one book, I have read seven of them since I met you! Really, I would like to read it myself!"
Han Shizhi frowned and said, "Let go."
Changsun Meng said: "I'm not loose! It's suitable—"
Han Shizhi's face was pale: "Copy it one more time."
Changsun Meng was taken aback for a moment, and immediately beamed with joy: "Okay, okay!" When he realized what he had promised, Changsun Meng opened his mouth wide, as if he had swallowed Coptis chinensis, suffering unspeakably, ""Wu Wang Yao Lue" has thousands of words..."
Han Shizhi looked at him.
Changsun Meng didn't dare to speak any more, and silently let go of his hand to let Han Shizhi go.
After handing over the documents, Han Shizhi went to see Ji Jinrong.
Seeing Han Shizhi, Ji Jinrong smiled a little more, and shouted, "Shizhi."
Han Shizhi's heart is Yanbei, and he has been secretly observing Ji Jinrong for a long time. It's just that there were too few opportunities for the new emperor to show his face in the past, and their chances of getting in touch with the new emperor were almost nonexistent. It was pure wishful thinking for him to get close to the new emperor. Now that he is highly valued by Ji Jinrong, and he has seen Ji Jinrong's methods, he has great admiration for Ji Jinrong in his heart.
Han Shizhi saluted Ji Jinrong respectfully. He said: "Your Majesty, Honglu Temple is going to let those Western sea merchants watch the surrender ceremony."
Ji Jinrong understood the courtier's plan as soon as he heard it. He said, "That's fine."
Han Shizhi said: "The story of Xuanwu has been spread among the court and the public. A few days ago, the minister ordered someone to draw the scene at that time. Now the painter has drawn the outline according to the description of everyone. Please move forward to see if there is anything that needs to be corrected. place."
Ji Jinrong nodded, got up and followed Han Shizhi to look at the painting.
What was painted was the scene where Ji Jinrong sent "Xuanwu" away.
It's just that the wind and waves are exaggerated, and Xuanwu's appearance is also exaggerated. Facing the terrifying waves and the colossal monster, Ji Jinrong stood motionless on the bow of the boat, with a calm face and a calm demeanor, showing no sign of panic.
Ji Jinrong felt that the artist painted himself quite handsomely. He boasted shamelessly: "Excellent."
Han Shizhi said: "Your Majesty is satisfied."
Ji Jinrong and Han Shizhi walked out and strolled in the palace garden. Han Shizhi followed Ji Jinrong respectfully without saying anything.
Ji Jinrong asked, "How is Ah Meng?"
Han Shizhi heard Ji Jinrong ask about the eldest grandson Meng, and then thought of the little dispute just now. Changsun Meng doesn't like literature and ink, he only has the word "Wu" in his head but not the word "Wen", and he would actually give him face if he listened to his words and read military books carefully.
Han Shizhi said: "Ah Meng is very good, his temper has calmed down a lot, and he can lead the army to fight with more training."
Ji Jinrong said: "Ah Meng must be happy to hear that." Changsun Meng has a strong nature and does things without thinking. God sent Han Shizhi, who can sharpen Changsun Meng's edges and corners. Ji Jinrong knows very well that no one is born suitable for doing a certain thing, and they all need to be honed. If he can teach one Wei Tingjun, he will naturally be able to teach the second.
It's just that now that there is a wolf guarding him, he can't teach it himself—otherwise the wolf will go crazy.
So it can only be handed over to Han Shizhi to sharpen Changsun Meng's mind.
Ji Jinrong looked at Han Shizhi approvingly.
With Ji Jinrong's approval, Han Shi was overjoyed. He didn't take the credit: "It's His Majesty who is willing to trust me."
Just as Ji Jinrong was about to say more, he saw King Zhennan approaching from not far away. Before the man arrived, his knife-like gaze had already passed by. Of course, it didn't fall on him, but on Han Shizhi.
Ji Jinrong laughed and said to Han Shizhi, "Go down first."
Han Shizhi also noticed the arrival of King Zhennan.
As Ji Jinrong's close vassal, Han Shizhi was faintly aware of the delicate relationship between Ji Jinrong and King Zhennan. Seeing Ji Jinrong's calm expression, Han Shizhi couldn't help feeling a little sad. In his guess, it must be the king of Zhennan who wanted to do something wrong to his majesty. And their clever and lovely Majesty is willing to deal with this reckless barbarian for the sake of Daqi, and he has suffered a lot of grievances on weekdays!
In comparison, it's nothing that he is hated by the grandson Meng.
Han Shizhi secretly regretted that he was too emotional and almost ruined Ji Jinrong's plan. Ji Jinrong wanted to train his eldest grandson Meng to take over the class of Marquis Wei, and to compete with King Zhennan!
Han Shizhi decided to treat Changsun Meng better in the future, and his requirements would not be so harsh.
Ji Jinrong didn't know what Han Shizhi had imagined.
Han Shizhi backed away. He looked at Zhennan Wang who was striding towards him with a smile, and Zhennan Wang grabbed his hand. Wei Tingjun used to look like this when he saw him getting close to others. At that time, he thought that Wei Tingjun's face was so smelly because his friends secretly brought him food. Looking back now, this guy actually had that kind of thought about him a long time ago, but he even lied to him that "he already has a sweetheart" - which made him curious for so long.
Zhennan Wang saw that Ji Jinrong's complexion was very good, and there was a bit of obvious ridicule in his eyes, and he also knew that his "broad" heart was not very broad. He said without changing his face: "Your Majesty, I may never learn not to care."
Ji Jinrong looked up at King Zhennan, with a smile in his eyes: "I promise."
Zhennan Wang was stunned.
Ji Jinrong smiled and said, "I promise you care."
Zhennan Wang only felt that there were buds bursting one by one in his heart.
Overjoyed.
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