An invisible haze flashed across the Queen Mother's eyes, but she still kept a smile on her face, and said softly: "Master Ren, do you think this matter is okay? Don't worry, Xue'er will marry her, and I will definitely pamper her." , the entire Han family will also worship Xueer as a bodhisattva."
The Empress Dowager came from the Han family. In fact, the power of the Han family in Kyoto was very weak. Before the Empress Dowager married, the highest official of the Han family was just a seal official of the Qin Tianjian in Kyoto. Until the Empress Dowager became the mother of a country, The withered Han family took advantage of the Queen Mother's relationship to release several governors and prefects, and Han Nanfeng's current status is only the servant of the Ministry of Rites. In Kyoto, where there are many high-ranking officials, his status is only very ordinary. In terms of Han Nanfeng's status alone It's really not qualified to be married to the general, but because of the existence of the queen mother, this marriage can be regarded as a kind of kindness of the royal family.
Ren Siguo hurriedly said: "The empress dowager's grace is a great blessing to my Ren family. The grassroots thank the empress dowager...!" After a pause, he suddenly said: "It's just that the empress dowager knows that our Ren family's affairs are all handled by my father. Those who want to judge in person, Cao Min can't be the master. For the kindness of the Empress Dowager, Cao Min will immediately write a book and send it to my father, and my father will make a decision. As soon as he gets the news, Cao Min will immediately report to the Queen Mother."
"Old General?" The Queen Mother smiled slightly, stared at Ren Xue, and said calmly: "Yes, it should be decided by the old general!" What she said was actually meaningful.
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"What does she want?"
In the Taihe Palace, the little emperor looked very bad, looked at Xue Poye who was still in deep thought, and asked, "Master, what exactly is she trying to do?"
You Shaoqing interjected: "Your Majesty, does the Empress Dowager not know that you are marrying the General?"
"Impossible." Xue Poye said indifferently: "Even you know, how can the Queen Mother not know? Don't underestimate this woman, she can stand up in the harem of intrigues, she always has some skills."
The little emperor gritted his teeth and said: "She always wants me to get married as soon as possible, but now we are going to marry the great general, but she suddenly makes a fuss, why?"
"Explore!" Xue Poye said calmly.
The little emperor frowned and said, "Trying what?"
Xue Poye rubbed his nose, and said thoughtfully: "Try the general's mind. Perhaps the queen mother knows that the possibility of marrying the Han family is extremely small, but she wants to try. Is the queen mother herself still alive? Strength. And...!" After a pause, he said with a faint smile: "The late emperor died, the queen mother lost power, and the future of the Han family is uncertain. She needs to use this kind of marriage to enhance the power of the Han family... Whether it can be successful or not is another matter. Speaking."
The little emperor sneered and said: "Could it be that she thinks that if the Han family wins the general, I won't dare to touch the Han family? Hehe, I really didn't think of this Han family before, but now, I really want to move."
You Shaoqing looked around and said hastily: "My Majesty, I sincerely say." He was worried that if the word spread to the queen mother, it would be bad for the little emperor. After all, he was holding the little emperor's thigh now. Also ruined.
Xue Poye nodded, and said: "Your Majesty, it's better not to say that." After pondering for a moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "If she really wants to prevent the Holy Majesty from marrying the Great General, what is she trying to do?" What about it? Could it be that she is worried that the Holy Majesty's too much power will harm her?" I couldn't figure out the key point for a while.
The little emperor blinked and said, "Master, should we arrange some people to follow the Queen Mother...!"
Xue Poye waved his hand and said: "No need, even if it is arranged, the empress dowager will probably not find anything... Don't worry, some things will be understood when it is time to understand."
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It was dark at dusk, and the residual heat of the day hadn't dissipated. Even though he didn't have to endure the scorching sun in summer, the sweltering weather still made people feel a little dry in his throat.
After more than half a month of trekking, Mingyue King's team finally saw the outline of the capital city in the distance. Many people suddenly felt a burst of weakness all over their bodies, and muttered in their hearts: "Damn capital, finally arrived."
Although the climate and landscape of Kyoto are far better than that of Northwest Yongzhou, this group of wolves from the Northwest made no secret of their disdain for Kyoto. The generous and benevolent Mingyue King who is loved by them should be the real master of the dragon seat in Kyoto.
A team of nearly a thousand people, dozens of carriages carrying special products from the Northwest, swam towards Kyoto like a long gray dragon.
Despite the long journey and lack of people and horses, the entire team maintained a neat formation without any clutter. Although everyone's face was obviously tired, the pair of pupils on the unique resolute face of the Northwesterners were unusually bright. sharp.
This is a pack of wolves from the Northwest.
In the middle of this group, a large but extremely plainly decorated carriage, surrounded by more than a dozen guards with swords, moved forward slowly. Beside the carriage, there was a horse on the left and one on the right, all of which were purebred Northwest horses. Although it is not as strong and tall as Huma, it is an extremely rare Middle-earth horse.
The rider on the left is a middle-aged man wearing a leather armor. He wears a pair of trousers and a "ten"-shaped belt on his upper body, revealing a strong and robust body. Those muscles seem to contain infinite power . His skin is slightly dark, perhaps because it has been sharpened by the wind and sand in the northwest, it is very rough, and there are even many small cuts, but that black-chested face, like a black-faced evil spirit, has a sense of calmness and prestige. With an imposing manner, two axes hung on his back, intertwined and hung together. A pair of sharp eyes looked at the hazy capital in the distance, and the corners of his mouth were full of mockery.
The person on the right looks more refined, looks a bit rich, wearing a sky blue gown, with two mustaches growing on his head with big ears, which is quite uncoordinated, he holds a brocade handkerchief in his hand, not He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. For fat people, the sweltering weather was their hated enemy.
The car was rattling, and it was a few minutes closer to the city of Kyoto, when I saw a flying horse coming from the direction of Kyoto, came to the side of the big carriage, got off the horse and said: "Report, five miles ahead, the imperial court sent officials from the Ministry of Rites to welcome you! "
Before the people in the carriage could speak, the black-faced demon opened his eyes wide and shouted, "What? From the Ministry of Rites? What are those guys from Honglu Temple doing?"
It's a matter of dignity.
The reception by the Ministry of Rites is just for ordinary princes, but for the Honglu Temple, it is a gift for welcoming the monarch.
The spies reported: "My subordinates found out that only officials from the Ministry of Rites were waiting for King Mingyue this time, and those from Honglu Temple did not intervene. It is said that this is the order of the Holy Majesty. This time, the Ministry of Rites will be in charge of welcoming King Mingyue ten days ago."
"Too much deceit!" The black-faced evil spirit said furiously, "This emperor, he...!"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a soft voice from the carriage: "Andao, don't talk nonsense, let the team speed up, and don't let the people in the Ministry of Rites wait in a hurry."
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to have a magical power. Although the black-faced evil spirit was still full of anger, he stopped talking and said respectfully: "Yes!" He shouted: "Brothers, speed up, tonight Take you to taste the dishes of Kyoto."
The voice was gentle and authentic: "Zixuan, you'd better get in the car, there are still some ice cubes here, come in to get rid of the heat."
The mustache on the right, wearing a long gown, hurriedly said: "Mingyue King, the capital is almost here, and this minister smells like sweat, so I still can't go up."
King Mingyue laughed, "Come in quickly, I am not afraid of your sweaty smell." He actually ordered the carriage to stop.
With a grateful expression on his face, the mustache Xuan got off the horse and entered the carriage.
The interior of the carriage is mainly black and white, elegant and simple, with two plates of flowers and plants in the corner, which adds a bit of vitality to the carriage. In addition, there are a lot of books, and a purple shirt sits on the soft seat. The middle-aged man, with a face like a crown of jade, is handsome in appearance. He looks only twenty-four or five years old, but his temperament is only possessed by the accumulation of the temperament of a nobleman over thirty years old.
There is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person looks exceptionally clean. Anyone who sees him will feel very comfortable. He has a pair of eyes that look extremely sincere, and those eyes will not be happy no matter whether they are happy or sad. Undisguisedly revealed.
Elegant and serene.
"Sit!" Mingyue King said softly.
Zixuan was polite without hypocrisy, sat down on the soft seat, and said directly: "Mingyue King, it seems that the new emperor is already somewhat dissatisfied with Yongzhou."
King Mingyue smiled and shook his head: "The Holy One's mind, we as courtiers, shouldn't make wild guesses."
Zixuan sighed: "Mingyue King, I know that you are indifferent, and you are unwilling to participate in this kind of worldly dispute... But in the northwest, there are no less than hundreds of thousands of subjects and people like us who are loyal to you. Once the emperor really moves Some thoughts that we shouldn't have, what should we do?"
King Mingyue murmured, and finally said: "When I come to Beijing this time, I will sit down with the Holy Majesty and have a good talk...!"
Zixuan was silent and did not speak.
Wulidi arrived soon. The Ministry of Rites of the Great Chu, headed by Shangshu Kong Bufan and Minister of Rites Han Nanfeng, set up a waiting team at Shili Pavilion from the capital. Bufan led the officials of the Ministry of Rites to step forward quickly, bowing in unison: "My lord has traveled a long way, and my sage ordered me to come and meet you. It's been a hard journey!"
King Mingyue got out of the carriage, with a graceful demeanor, greeted him with a smile, walked up to Kong Bufan, reached out to hold Kong Bufan's hand, and said warmly: "Mr. Kong Bufan, how is Mr. Kong?"
Kong Bufan's father had taught Mingyue King's poems and books, and it was somewhat related. Seeing that Mingyue King asked about his old father as soon as he came up, Kong Bufan couldn't help but dared not move, and said gratefully: "Thanks to Mingyue King's concept, my father is getting old and his body is always old. A little uncomfortable, but fortunately, I am in a cheerful mood and have a good life.”
"That's good, that's good." King Mingyue thought thoughtfully: "The old man was very strict with me at the beginning. The king is full of concern. Go back and tell the old man that the king will take time to visit him and receive his instruction again."
Kong Bufan's eyes turned red, and he bowed even lower: "I will definitely repay my father."
King Mingyue patted Kong Bufan's shoulder lightly, caught a glimpse of Han Nanfeng, the Minister of Rites next to him, his eyes flashed with sadness, and said softly, "Nanfeng... has always been good?"
Han Nanfeng said respectfully: "Thanks to King Mingyue, I'm going to be an official... It's very good to be an official." When he spoke, his voice was even a little choked.
King Mingyue sighed, looked at the capital city not far ahead like a giant beast crawling on the vast land, and said with emotion: "It's been three years, and I finally see you again in Kyoto...!"
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Xue Poye stood on the capital city tower, watching Mingyue King's team gradually approaching the capital city amidst the joyful ritual and music, greeted by the officials of the Ministry of Rites.
Standing beside Xue Poye, Huang Da, the garrison of the Jingdu garrison, also looked at the team, and suddenly sighed: "Master Xue, it is said that the Northwest Army has strict military regulations and strict discipline. Look at their team, they have traveled a long distance and are tired. It's very clear, but the formation is still neat and orderly, and it really is well-trained."
Xue Poye rubbed his nose and said, "I heard that in the northwest, King Mingyue has four powerful subordinates, known as the 'Four King Kongs', right?"
Huang Da immediately said: "That's right, it's Zuo Zixuan, the left servant, Fan Chu, the right servant, and the former general Dou Andao, and the latter general Bai Qi. These people are capable ministers and generals under King Mingyue, both literate and armed. , the second assistant minister governed Yongzhou, and he was more than rich enough to manage that piece of bitter cold land. The Northern Hu cavalry on the grassland are also very afraid of the Northwest Army."
Xue Poye murmured: "The one hundred thousand soldiers in the northwest... how can we not guard against them?"
His voice was so low that Huang Da couldn't hear it clearly for a while, and asked, "My lord, what did you say?"
Xue Poye waved his hand and said, "Nothing!" He asked, "I walked around a few streets today, talking about King Mingyue, and everyone seems to love King Mingyue... They are all praising King Mingyue for his generosity. Mercy, hehe, could it be that these people have all been to the Northwest and know that the people in the Northwest live a good life?"
Huang Da said: "My lord, when King Mingyue didn't go to Yongzhou, he had a very good reputation in the capital. If there were some unjust cases, he would complain to King Mingyue. If King Mingyue felt that there was indeed a grievance, he would personally urge the Criminal Department to re-investigate regardless of his status. For this reason, it is true that he will not be wronged, and the common people believe that King Mingyue is a good prince. And... hehe, King Mingyue does not form cliques in the capital, and is extremely easy-going to everyone, regardless of their status, so he It is no wonder that the reputation of the company is excellent.”
Xue Poye frowned. At this time, he didn't want King Mingyue's influence to be strong in the capital.
While speaking, Mingyue King's team had already arrived at the city, and Hou Jingzong, the admiral of the Nine Gates, had already opened the city gate and led the soldiers to greet them at Bei'an Gate.
"My lord, look." Huang Da looked at the two riders next to the big carriage, "Those two people may be the characters in the Four King Kong."
Xue Poye took a closer look, and at the first sight he saw the black-faced and evil-looking Dou Andao. Seeing that he was powerful, mighty and strong, he sighed inwardly: "Sure enough, he is a powerful character." Looking at the other side, left Zixuan had already got down from the big carriage to ride the horse, and he was still wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Do you know who they are?"
Huang Da thought for a while: "I heard that Zuo Zixuan has a rich figure and is slightly fat. The man in the robe must be Zuo Zixuan. As for the black-faced general, it must be Dou Andao."
"One piece of paper, one piece of martial arts, let's go to Beijing together." Xue Poye had a weird smile on his lips, and said in his heart: "It's very good, two of the Four Great King Kongs came at once this time, so we can spend less effort... Since we are here Don't even think about going back to Yongzhou."
"Did your lord see Dou Andao's pair of axes?" Huang Da said with admiration: "It was covered with blood, some were rebels, some were barbarians. It is said that Dou Andao was born with a beard in his early years, so naturally It is also covered with the blood of innocent people, and the number of people who died under these axes must have exceeded a hundred."
Xue Poye laughed and said: "Once a general is successful, his bones will wither, and a general's weapons are not covered with blood, he is not considered a general."
"That Zuo Zixuan is the Zuo Shilang who is in charge of Yongzhou's political affairs...!" Huang Da said softly, "I just can't tell that he looks like this."
"Sea water cannot be measured, and people cannot be judged by their appearance." Xue Poye said thoughtfully, "To be called the Four Great King Kongs, and to manage the water and soil in Yongzhou in an orderly manner, this Zuo Zixuan is always a bit of a weight After saying this, Xue Poye frowned, deep in thought.
As he was meditating, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers, and the city was filled with joyous cheers. This burst of cheers awakened Xue Poye who was meditating, and asked, "What happened?"
Huang Da smiled wryly and said, "It must be that the people of Kyoto came out to greet King Mingyue when he came to the capital."
"What?" Xue Poye frowned, hearing the joyous cheers in the city like a festive festival, his heart sank.
He quickly turned over, walked to the edge of the wall, and looked into the city, only to see that inside Bei'anmen, which was relatively deserted at first, people in all kinds of clothes were pouring in from all directions, standing on both sides of the road, cheering in unison Standing, like a general welcoming a triumphant return.
King Mingyue did not hide in the car, but stood on the shaft of the car, waving kindly to the people in the city.
"Damn it!" Xue Poye muttered, the influence of the Mingyue King is too fucking great.
Huang Da said without losing the opportunity: "When Emperor Yangwu was in power, he was extremely lenient to the people, and King Mingyue was also magnanimous and kind in the hearts of the people, so every time he came to Beijing, the people would come out to see this prince whenever they got the news... Hehe, it is said that when the first emperor was there, some ministers came forward to advise, saying that this would affect the order of precision, and it should not be like this, and should be put an end to it... But the first emperor is not good at ignoring the hearts of the people, let them go...!"
At this moment, You Shaoqing came over in a twitchy manner, and said respectfully: "Master Hou, the Holy One has ordered that a welcome banquet will be held in the Imperial Garden at night, to welcome the wind for King Mingyue... Your Highness ordered you to be there at night!"
Xue Poye said "Oh", he asked the little emperor to host this reception banquet, after all, King Mingyue traveled thousands of miles, so it is better to do a good job of these face-saving projects.
The imperial court had already prepared a separate hall for King Mingyue’s arrival. Kong Bufan and others from the Ministry of Rites personally led the way and led King Mingyue’s team to Buguan to rest. Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the people, King Mingyue’s team gradually penetrated into the capital.
"Mingyue King...!" Xue Poye looked at Mingyue King's leaving team, and sighed: "You have not only brought trouble to the Holy One...but also brought big trouble to yourself!"