Ten days later, the emperor's reward was quickly delivered to the land of Yanfan in Beiping.
Autumn in the south is still hot, but autumn in the north is cold. People in the south of the Yangtze River are still wearing single clothes and admiring the beautiful scenery of the world. But people in the north have begun to prepare for winter. I hope God will not let this winter be too cold.
In the back hall of Prince Yan's palace, Prince Zhu Di of Yan was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, with two boxes at his feet and an autographed letter from the old man in his hand. His face, which was originally full of heroic spirit, now looked a little in vain.
He leaned forward slightly and stared intently at a box. The letter in his hand was shaking a little, and the words on it were also shaking.
It was a handwritten letter from the old man to him. The letter was covered with the old man's handwriting that was not pretty, but was written horizontally and vertically, like a blade.
"The battle went well, we are very happy. You have made great progress in these years. With you here in the north, the Ming Dynasty will be worry-free!"
"It stands to reason that you should be rewarded for winning the battle, but you are already a prince, and no matter how much you are rewarded, you are still just a prince."
"I can only find compensation for you elsewhere and give you more money to reward the sergeant!"
"In addition, I will give you an old five-clawed dragon robe that I wore. I will also give you back the precious sword that you donated that day. Take it and guard the border for the country!"
"My son, the fourth child, don't let your father's expectations fall by the wayside!"
There are only a few words in the letter, and there is no long speech. It just tells you what I have given you. But just such a letter made Zhu Di feel a little distracted.
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To be precise, it was Xin. The old man rewarded him with the bright yellow dragon robe.
Suddenly, Zhu Di, who was sitting on the chair, took a deep breath and waved the guards around him to stay away. Then he put the letter on the table and slowly squatted down with some excitement, placing his hand on the buckle of the box.
There was a crisp click, and the brass opening on the box was opened.
Zhu Di's arm, which had been fighting for hundreds of battles, was shaking for a moment. He stabilized his mind and suddenly exerted force.
"hiss!"
While taking a breath of air-conditioning, the box was slightly old, but the bright yellow robe that represented the majesty of the emperor suddenly appeared.
And on that robe, the pair of dragon eyes that seemed to look down upon the world happened to be facing Zhu Di's eyes at this moment, which made his heart tremble.
Zhu Di didn't care about the five-clawed dragon robe. What he cared about was the bright yellow color that could only belong to the emperor.
He reached out and slowly touched the robe. The hard golden threads were particularly clear under the touch of his palm. When his palm touched the dragon head, Zhu Di's eyes suddenly became passionate, awe-inspiring, excited and even greedy.
stand up.
A whoop!
Zhu Di pulled the bright yellow dragon robe out of the box and unfolded it directly in front of him.
"Do you want to put it on, King Yan?" A voice suddenly sounded outside.
Later, Daoyan monk Yao Guangxiao, wearing black monk robes, came in with a smile. Although he is alive now, he cannot and does not dare to appear in crowded places. He can only live in King Yan's backyard Buddhist hall every day.
"Of course I will wear it if my father rewards it!" Zhu Di said loudly with eager eyes.
Monk Daoyan did not argue. He walked slowly to where Zhu Di was sitting just now, picked up the letter Zhu Di had put down, and started reading.
"I am about the same height as my father, so his old man's clothes must fit me perfectly!" Zhu Di held up a bright yellow dragon robe and said excitedly, "After so many years, my father finally gave me some
, something I like!”
"It's just an old robe, what's so strange about it!" Dao Yan put down the old man's autographed letter and continued to laugh, "The young monk heard that the emperor's grandson was in the court and wanted to give you the entire Liaodong Dusi's troops, but he was
The emperor refused!"
"He just won't give it. Now, in the land of Liaodong, am I still the master?" Zhu Di smiled, his eyes still not moving away, placed on the dragon robe.
"After all, it's only in name!" Dao Yan lifted up his monk's robe, sat down casually and smiled, "If the reward is really as the Emperor Taisun said, you will no longer have any constraints in the Northeast of Liaoning!"
Zhu Di snorted and put down his dragon robe, "That boy is very smart. He just talked casually in the court. Even if my father can agree, those ministers can't. And even if the imperial edict of the reward reaches Beiping, I will still have to do it."
decline!"
Yan Fan had already had an eye in the capital, and the words spoken in the court had already reached his ears.
Dao Yan nodded approvingly, "Your Majesty Qiantai, just understand this!" After saying that, he looked at the dragon robe and said with a smile, "I haven't been carried away yet!"
Zhu Di was admiring the embroidery thread of the dragon robe in his hand. When he heard this, he frowned and said, "You guys, if you have something to say, you can't just say it freely. Do you have to keep it secret?"
Dao Yan suppressed the smile on his face, looked at Yan King Zhu Di solemnly, and said word for word, "If you, King Yan, wear this dragon robe, you are going to die!"
"Is this a reward from my father?" Zhu Di's eyes were like daggers, and he held his robe tightly with his iron hands.
"It's true that I rewarded you, but I didn't reward you with clothes!" Daoyan said again, "If you really can't control yourself and wear them, you will break the emperor's heart." As he said this, he pointed to the old man's autographed letter.
The last line of "Chitose, look, my son, don't let your father's expectations fall by the wayside!"
King Yan Zhu Di stared at Dao Yan's face and said coldly, "So what?"
"Your Majesty used a wrong word here, and this mistake was also a self-made mistake!" Dao Yan said with a smile.
"Hmph, do you think that my father and son, the Zhu family, are just like you guys, and don't care about such hidden things? That's our father. If you have something to say, say it directly. How dare I, the son, disobey me?" Zhu Di sneered, "This time
I have merit for destroying Goryeo, so I will be rewarded..."
"The emperor is advising you, don't make mistakes!" Dao Yan interrupted Zhu Di, "Don't you understand yet? This is warning you! It is also threatening you!"
"Furthermore, think about it. If I want to reward you with a bright yellow robe, why not give you a new one instead of an old one?"
Zhu Di thought for a moment and said, "Dad and I, father and son are connected..."
Dao Yan interrupted Zhu Di again, "No, no! The bright yellow dragon robe represents the emperor, and the one worn by the emperor represents the emperor himself. According to what you said, if Old Huang gave you the one he wore, doesn't that mean he wants to
Did I give you the throne as well?"
Zhu Di was speechless and startled for a moment. He really didn't expect this. Why did the old man give him an old one?
As for the meaning of inheritance, it is absolutely impossible. Even Zhu Biao never wore his father's old robes back then. Moreover, now that the emperor's grandson has been established, his father has no reason to reward him with an old robe.
Dao Yan's voice sounded again, "Your Majesty Qiantai, this robe is given to you for you to use as an offering, not for you to wear!"
"Think again, why did I give you a piece worn by the old emperor? The old emperor meant that seeing the robe is like seeing the father!"
I have to say that Dao Yan is indeed as smart as a demon.
This is the meaning of the dragon robe that the old man awarded to Zhu Di. Seeing the robe is like meeting the father. This dragon robe is kept in Prince Yan's Mansion to represent the meeting between father and son. The old man will never say soft words to these adult sons in his life.
However, next, Daoyan immediately deliberately misinterpreted the old man's meaning.
"This is like the emperor is always staring over your head, Prince Chitose. The old emperor is telling you, honestly, you must not have any inappropriate thoughts. He is watching you at any time. Do you dare to overstep your bounds?
Heart, if you act disobediently, I will deal with you immediately!"
"Impossible!" Zhu Di said bitterly, clutching his dragon robe.
"If that's not the case, why don't I give you a new one? If that's not the case, why did the old man refuse the reward from the emperor's grandson and not allow the prince to live longer than you, monopolize the northeastern border of Liaoning, and command 200,000 troops?" Dao Yan continued
He said, "Perhaps, the words of reward given by the emperor's grandson in the court hall were a play performed by the old emperor. Between them, one pretended to be selfless, the other pretended to be a loving son...
..."
"Shut up!" With a bang, the coffee table broke into pieces. Zhu Di's palms turned red and he stood there, trembling all over.
If everything is true as Dao Yan said, his father's treatment of him would be too unfair! Too harsh!
"Loyal advice is harsh to the ears, and it is human nature that the prince does not like to hear it!" Dao Yan chuckled softly, "In the battle to destroy Goryeo, the soldiers and horses of our Yan vassal were brave and fierce, and even the emperor and grandson saw it. Your Majesty, King Yan,
He also sees strategies and decisions."
"Your Majesty, in other words, if you were the great grandson, what would you think if you saw that your uncle has such a powerful army? Your uncle himself is a general who has fought hundreds of battles, and he has countless fierce generals under his command?"
This is the most poisonous thing about Daoyan, he can read people's hearts!!
"Yes, what would I think if the child and I changed places?" Zhu Di thought to himself, "I'm afraid no matter how stupid a person is, he will be on guard! After all, since ancient times, the vassal kings with strong soldiers and horses have always been a serious worry!
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This chapter has been completed!