"Civil officials often say that I favor the nobles of the Huaixi military officials of our Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Yunyu picked up a piece of mutton with slightly fat skin, dipped it in some southern milk mustard sauce and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully.

Both he and the old man like to eat mutton, but their tastes are different. The old man likes braised with thick oil and red sauce, while Zhu Yunyu likes this kind of stew, and it has a slight mutton flavor.

Feng Sheng was sitting on pins and needles on the opposite side, and he was neither eating nor not eating. The old coach who had been in his blood and fire for the rest of his life was actually a little nervous.

What made him nervous was the emperor and the imperial power.

Suddenly, Feng Sheng realized that the emperor was already the emperor. He was no longer the third master mentioned by these nobles back then. What he could give to his ministers was not only grace and kindness, but also punishment and even deprivation of life.

"Hey, those civil servants!" Zhu Yunxiong continued, "As long as I give you some grace, they will run to my ears and say that when the country is peaceful, it is not good for warriors to be arrogant."

"Actually, I am not favoring you, but feeling..." As he said that, Zhu Yunxiu looked at Feng Sheng, his eyes were very peaceful, "I think it's not easy for you. He raised a war from Long for the rest of his life. Being able to survive in troubled times is a gift from God, and being in a high position is for life!"

Feng Sheng could no longer sit still and stood up and said, "The emperor's words made the old minister feel sour and also made the old minister grateful from the bottom of his heart. I feel ashamed of the emperor's tolerance and love!"

How could he not hear what this said meant?

Zhu Yunxiu had already made it clear that everything is hard-won now. It is a blessing that he did not die on the battlefield, in political struggles, and in the hands of the old man.

Don’t be cautious all your life. In your later years, you will be ruined by a small matter, and your life’s struggle and hard work will not be worth the loss.

"Sit down!" Zhu Yunxiu waved his hand and said with a smile, "You, I, the monarch and minister, don't have to do this. You, Duke Song, are not civil servants, don't have to say these high-sounding words to me!" As he said, pointing at Li Jinglong and smiled, "If I want to hear something nice, Duke Cao said he would never bring a duplicate for ten days!"

"Haha!" Li Jinglong grinned beside him.

"We are the nobles of the Huaixi martial arts in the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Yunxi continued, "In my opinion, it is a kind of inheritance. Not only is your generation conquering the world with the old man, but your children and grandchildren are now also serving in the army to defend the territory and open up borders for the Ming Dynasty!"

"Don't worry about you, I'm at ease. I hope this inheritance can continue. Although the founding nobles were old, the generals and soldiers of Huaixi were always able to serve as the right-hand man for me and even descendants of the Ming Dynasty."

"But I also say something bad to your old Duke. The word "trust between the king and the minister" is hard-won. Once there is a crack, all your previous efforts will be wasted!"

Feng Sheng sat, and the slurry came out like rain.

He suddenly realized that the style of the emperor in front of him was even more terrifying than that of the Supreme Emperor. The Emperor directly pressed the knife on your chest, while the person in front of him hid the knife in his sleeve.

The invisible edge is even more intimidating.

~~

After an afternoon of the meal, Feng Sheng felt that time passed slowly and was extremely long.

In the middle of the palace, he did not go to sit in the soft sedan chair rewarded by the emperor like he did when he entered the palace, but walked slowly along the bluestone road.

"Old Duke, I just swept the snow and slid!" Li Jinglong reminded next to him.

Feng Sheng stopped, looked back at the sedan chair that followed him, and suddenly grabbed Li Jinglong's hand, "Little Lizi, do you need to have a solid relationship with me? Do you need me to... Retire yourself and return home?" As he said, he added, "Little Lizi, do you know what I have to do to you these years?"

"I dare not answer your words!" Li Jinglong smiled and helped Feng Sheng walk forward. "Besides, I don't understand what you said. Why do you think about retiring and returning home?"

After hearing this, Feng Sheng felt a little relieved and was no longer so nervous.

What he was afraid of was that he could not fully understand the emperor's intentions. If the emperor wanted him to get out of here and leave the capital, but he was still in the capital, then the emperor might not be so kind one day.

This is the difference between him and Tang He. At that time, Tang He was on a high position and was walking on thin ice, and he always wanted to be a wealthy and idle person. Even though he is a wealthy and idle person now, he wanted to be a wealthy and idle person with a respectable status in the capital.

To put it bluntly, he is still too utilitarian.

"Your Majesty, treat us old ministers well!" Feng Sheng sighed.

"Long live the kindness!" Li Jinglong said, then paused, "I am willing to tolerate us as ministers and let us make mistakes!"

These words made Feng Sheng frown and think again.

Immediately, he slowly spoke, "Is it because of...?"

"You old guy still want to mess with me?"

Li Jinglong felt a sense of heart, and his face still had a warm and warm smile, "Honey, keep your feet on your feet and the ground is slipping!"

Feng Sheng looked at the ground under his feet. After the eunuchs in the palace swept the snow, a layer of shallow fine sand was covered with bluestone slabs. He was afraid that someone would slip. He walked on it very steadily, so he would slip wherever he could...?

"Little Lizi, I am old and have a weak ear and slow mind!" Feng Sheng said seriously, "We have a friendship between generations. Don't hide it if you have any words. Could it be that I am the kind of person who doesn't remember favors?"

Li Jinglong thought about it, so he was unable to do it. Then he sighed, "Second Grandpa, please submit an apology!" As he said, he whispered, "Why did Master Wansui come to you for drinking, you know more clearly than the younger generation. The words, Master Wansui said, he said it very clearly, and gave him a chance."

"Then we as ministers must explain this matter clearly and explain it clearly. We cannot make the Lord Long feel disgusted?"

I understand! Feng Sheng understood thoroughly.

The emperor looked for him because he met the son-in-law of the Zhou king in private. The emperor beat him up to give him a chance to explain himself.

In fact, Feng Sheng didn't understand, but was afraid that if this matter was submitted, it might be a crime if it was apologized for the future!

As if Feng Sheng's concern was seen, Li Jinglong said again, "Grandpa Feng Er, don't you know the character of that person? It's okay if you say it's open, and you won't get the account back. But if you don't open it, the matter will not end!"

"Oh!" Feng Sheng thought about it and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Li Jinglong smiled, "Actually, this is just about you. If you change to another person, I will never talk so much!"

Feng Sheng understood that this was telling him that you were owed a big favor.

Looking at Li Jinglong in front of him, Feng Sheng couldn't help but feel a little moved.

In the past, I was also the younger generation I grew up watching. When I was a child, I used to be a diaper. Now I am very energetic.

"Oh!" Feng Sheng sighed again and said with a smile, "The next wave of the Yangtze River pushes the previous wave, I'm old!"

Li Jinglong smiled and said nothing, adding in his heart, "You are dead on the beach!"

~~

On the second floor of Lezhizhai, Zhu Yunyu lay on the bench, squinted his eyes slightly, and took a nap (qi).

Under the guidance of the turtle's shame, Li Jinglong came in lightly.

"Send it away?" Zhu Yunxiu said with his eyes closed.

"My husband was halfway through, but I didn't use it. I walked out by myself!" Li Jinglong bent down and smiled.

"Oh, I didn't sit in a sedan chair!" Zhu Yunxiu smiled, "I've said everything I should say?"

"Second Master Feng is frightened!" Li Jinglong looked at Zhu Yunxi's face and smiled, "In the end, he spoke with a tremolo!"

"Yeah!" Zhu Yunxiu sent a word from his nose, then opened his eyes and sneered, "You are, living too long is not a good thing, it is disgusting!"

Li Jinglong understood the meaning of this sentence. The emperor was not afraid of the old man, but disrespectful to the old man.

It is not disgusting to be disrespectful to the elderly. What is even more disgusting is that you rely on your elderly to do things deliberately.

He is also showing off his old qualifications...

There are many such people in history, and most of them have no good ending in the end.

The so-called tolerance of the monarch is when he is in a good mood, or when he still needs these people.

Once it is useless, once the monarch's patience is over, a catastrophe will come soon.

Feng Sheng may not understand this truth, but Zhu Yunxi chose to give him a chance.

But will such an opportunity still be there? Will it be given to others?

The answer is, not necessarily.

Today, Zhu Yunqiu has completed the transformation from the crown prince to the king. The responsibility and burden of the person who is just a word is different, but it is a huge difference.

If he wants, he can become a benevolent king who praises everyone in history books and is unparalleled.

Kerenai, is it really a good thing for the country?

When you look at the historical books, you will find that many countries and countries are buried under the so-called fame of benevolence and false reputation of the emperor.

Not to mention a country, even a person or a benevolent person as others call him, he is probably a confused person.

Because this kind of benevolence has always been irrelevant to power, even struggle and even creation.

The emperor, be mean, be ruthless, be evil, be evil.

Benevolence should be given to the people, not to the ministers blindly.

~~

Kavenka is so powerful that there are several plots about to hit the ground, but it is not well sorted out the relationship between the front and back.

Give me half a day to think about it carefully, today's pigeon chapter.

As I said before, the outline is set to finish with four million words, and the beginning is good and the ending is good.
Chapter completed!