"Grandpa Huang, be more stubborn!"
Zhu Yunxi stepped forward, slowly helped the old man sit down, and said with a smile, "A stubborn person doesn't have a sinister heart, let alone a sweetheart. Besides, the fifteenth uncle's stubbornness is for the sake of the family, country and world of the Ming Dynasty.
For your sake and the face of the imperial court!"
"You have spent your whole life fighting with swords and swords. As a son, Uncle Fifteen naturally does not want to lose your reputation."
As he said that, Zhu Yunxi smiled, "As for the disfigurement of his face, it doesn't matter. A man is based on setting up the world, not his face!" At this point, he smiled softly, "A hundred years later, the history books will evaluate Uncle Fifteen,
When I feel strong and brave, I should also mention that you always teach me well!"
"Hey!" The old man sighed slightly and said with a wry smile, "When the enfeoffment was decided, those scholars who suffered from the plague were still nagging in our ears all day long. What do you mean, your majesty's move is to create a country, and it is for the welfare of the royal family's children.
Be rich and prosperous!"
"We should really let those plagued scholars come and see how our son fought for the Ming Dynasty!"
"Father!" Zhu Zhi stepped forward, knelt at the knees of the old man, and said with a smile, "I don't need to show it to anyone, let alone what others say. I am the king of Sai in the Ming Dynasty, your old son, and died in the battle.
Whether it’s on the battlefield or guarding the border, it’s all the fate of a minister!”
"Good boy! It's true that we miss you so much!" The old man patted the other person's head and laughed, "Are you tired from the journey? Have you eaten? Come here!"
"My slave is here!" Pu Bucheng stepped forward.
"Choose something delicious to eat and drink for our old man!" The old man said loudly, "Bring some wine! Let the three of us have a good drink!"
"It's...it's still early in the morning, so you're just drinking?" Zhu Yunxi asked with a smile.
The old man squinted his eyes and said, "If you don't want to drink, go outside and play!"
Zhu Yunxi had no choice but to sit down with the old man with a smile.
But they found that King Zhu Zhi of Liao was not sitting down.
"Uncle Fifteen, sit down!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
"My lord, I haven't bowed to His Highness yet!" Zhu Zhi straightened out his messy robes and saluted solemnly, "My lord, Zhu Zhi, King of Liao, has bowed to His Highness the Emperor Taisun. Your Highness is a thousand years old..."
"What are you doing!" Zhu Yunxi quickly stepped forward to help him up and took his hand, "Does Uncle Fifteen think I am an outsider?"
"Etiquette cannot be discarded!" Unexpectedly, the old man said sternly, "Old Fifteen can do anything with us. In private, father and son don't have so many etiquettes, and others can't fault them! But you can't do it, you are the emperor's grandson.
, the future emperor, he is your courtier first, and your uncle second!"
"Remember, don't talk about your fifteenth uncle. Even if the third uncle and others come, they will still greet you with a courtesy!" The old man continued, "The honor is righteous and cannot be careless, let alone vague!"
"What the father said is that the status of emperor, minister, father and son must not be messed up!" before Zhu Yunxi could speak, Zhu Zhi said loudly, "Today the emperor's grandson can still call his sons and ministers the king's uncle. The next day when the emperor's grandson ascends the throne, his sons and ministers will.
Minister of the Ming Dynasty!"
The old man's words touched Zhu Yunxi a lot. It seems that during this year's Spring Festival, the old man will once again set some strict rules in front of the whole family. He will establish Zhu Yunxi's supreme authority and warn his sons.
"Well said!" The old man nodded, but then his face turned serious, he glared at Zhu Zhi and feigned anger, "He ascended the throne? Why, now you are looking forward to your father's death!"
"How dare I!" Zhu Zhi hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile, "I wish my father would live long!"
"Long live, don't think about it. I will be satisfied if I can live a few more years and see more children and grandchildren!" The old man glanced sideways at Zhu Zhi again, and suddenly cursed, "You unfilial son, when we read the battle report, we were so scared that our whole body shivered.
They’re all standing up!”
As he spoke, he took off his cloth shoes and slapped them gently, "If you lose the army, you will lose the army. Why should you send your wife back?"
On that day, King Zhu Zhi of Liao led the remnant of his troops, bent on revenge and willing to die in battle. Therefore, he ordered his personal bodyguard to send his pregnant wife back to the home of Guo Ying, Marquis of Wuding in the capital.
Zhu Yunxi didn't dare to hide this from the old man. If something happened in the future, he really couldn't bear it.
After the old man found out, he sent many servants to the Guo family, and the Guo family opened a separate courtyard for Princess Liao to use and treat her with courtesy.
To outsiders, this seemed a little unreasonable, but Guo Ying was the old man's guard in his early years, and he was the most trusted person. The old man did not regard him as an outsider, so he did not take him into the palace.
In fact, there is another meaning. If the King of Liao died in the battle in Liaodong, the remaining orphans and widows would inevitably be taken into the palace. But the young couple, the King of Liao was away fighting, and the wife was sent back to the capital, where her parents felt miserable.
There is also a place to talk.
"That...that doesn't mean she is pregnant!" King Zhu Zhi of Liao whispered, "it is inconvenient to be around my son..."
"Young kid, you bastard!" the old man slapped him with his cloth shoes again, and scolded, "She's pregnant, and you're already your father. You don't think about your wife and children, you just want revenge and war." As he said that, he said,
He scolded, "You have lost the battle, and it is your father who will avenge you. If you are in trouble, what will your wife and children do? If your wife and children are in trouble, how can you cry?"
As he said that, he kicked his feet again, "What a stupid fool, if something happens to you, you see if Guo Laosi scolds you or not. His temper will rise, but it doesn't matter whether you are our son or not. If he beats you,
We won’t stop you!”
"Father, don't be angry!" Zhu Zhi did not dodge and said with a smile, "I have been communicating with Nan these days, so that she can raise the baby with peace of mind!" He said with a smile, "I will wait until I grow old with you.
After the New Year, I will take her back to Liaodong with me!"
The old man squinted his eyes twice, then pondered for a moment, "In the battle of Daling River, your royal city was also burned down and needs to be rebuilt!" As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yunxi, "Isn't that right?"
"This is natural!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "When I turn around, my grandson will inform the Ministry of Household Affairs to allocate funds, and then send ministers to supervise the construction."
"Spend liberally, don't be afraid of spending money!" The old man thought about it, "There is still something in the inner treasury, right? Those bad scholars in the Ministry of Revenue are arguing, so the two of us will pay from our own pockets, and we will always give Lao Fifteen a piece of cake."
It’s a beautiful home, isn’t it?”
"Father!" Zhu Zhi knelt down again, "I don't want a beautiful royal city. If my father and His Highness really want to reward me, I beg you two to do something!"
"Okay, why are you kneeling again!" The old man said softly, "We, father and son, don't have anything else we can ask for. Except for the great position I gave to my eldest grandson, I can't give it to you. Whatever you want, just ask for it!"
"In the battle of Liaodong, the sons and ministers under my son suffered heavy casualties, and their families far away in the mainland..."
"I understand!" The old man sighed and looked at Zhu Yunxi, "What do you think?"
Zhu Yunxi said without hesitation, "Big rewards!" He paused and said, "Each person who died in the war will be rewarded with four pieces of cotton cloth and ten silver dollars. If the family members have old and weak parents, orphans, wives and children, they will receive rice, grain, salt and oil every month.
There are quite a few pieces of cloth and cotton produced every year.”
"Those whose family members are willing to go to Liaodong to farm will be rewarded with fifty acres of land each. They will not have to pay farm grain for fifteen years and will be exempted from all corvées."
"My lord, on behalf of the men who died in the battle, I would like to thank His Highness for His grace!" Zhu Zhi even swallowed.
"In addition to these external things, I feel like I still have to do something!" Zhu Yunxi helped Zhu Zhi, "The Battle of Daling River was one of the few times since the founding of the Ming Dynasty that I was beaten by the Tatars in front of my nose!"
"Although it is a Tatar raid, it also means that we underestimate them too much!"
"This battle is a warning to us. We must not underestimate the enemy or underestimate the opponent in the future!"
"I understand!" King Zhu Zhi of Liao was a little ashamed.
He was young and vigorous, and he used to patrol Liaodong. Under the military performance of Wansheng of the Ming Dynasty, he did not take the Tatars into his heart at all.
"For the soldiers who died in battle, monuments will be erected on the banks of the Daling River to tell the world about their bravery and spread it for generations to come!"
"Rename the Daling River to the Yinghun River. The Yinghun Monument by the river will stand for eternity, and together with the Taotao River, we will protect our Daming Rivers and Mountains!"
After hearing Zhu Yunxi's words, Zhu Zhi burst into tears.
At this time, Pu Bucheng brought people in with food and wine.
There were also faint sounds of crying outside the hall.
This chapter has been completed!