"I've finally arrived the fuck!"

Looking at the city gate of Kaifeng City, Li Jing on the horse's back couldn't straighten his waist.

The cold wind of riding a horse in winter drills into the bones like a knife. The thighs are worn and painful. When the wind blows, it gets a piece of pants. Every time it is involved, it is heartbreaking.

"Enter the city!"

Li Jinglong waved his hand at the gate of the city, and the previous cavalry held the sign in his hand and swayed at the guards of the city, "I came from the capital, send official documents to the yamen of the governor!"

After checking the waist signs and documents, the gatekeeper naturally quickly let them go.

Then Li Jinglong and his cavalry team flocked to the governor's office.

There is no registration number when entering the city, and if you don’t go to the Zhou royal palace, you will go to the governor first, which shows Li Jinglong’s sophistication and wisdom.

~~

In the back hall of the governor's yamen, the governor Pan Boyong was looking at the various documents in his hand. He was in his forties and dressed as a standard Confucian scholar and civil servant.

Suddenly, a long voice sounded outside the door, "Master, the front desk is coming to report, and someone sent by the Ministry of Revenue in Beijing to deliver documents is to see you!"

"See me?" Pan Boyong put down the document in his hand and frowned, "Isn't it true that I just took it away? Why do you have to see me?"

"It is said that the documents are of great importance and must be delivered to you. The leader is a lieutenant!" Na Changsui said softly.

Upon hearing this, Pan Boyong became even more confused and pondered for a moment, "Bring it here!"

Soon, footsteps rang outside the door, and Chang came in with a burly lieutenant.

Pan Boyong didn't raise his head, "What's the matter if you want to meet the governor of our department!"

The captain looked back and saw Pan Boyong's Changsui and others standing beside him, saying, "Shangshu Zhang of the Ministry of Revenue has issued a document to the Lord, please check it out. Before coming, Zhang Shangshu ordered that this matter should not be handled by a third person!"

"Oh?" Pan Boyong looked up and looked at the captain, and suddenly he looked full of incredible expression.

"Sir, do you recognize me?" the captain smiled.

"You..." Pan Boyong was puzzled.

Then the captain nodded and said softly, "In addition, Lord Shangshu in the capital has something to bring to you, please block your left and right!"

"Okay, okay!" Pan Boyong stood up and said to the followers, "You all go out, far away!"

"yes!"

Pan Boyong quickly walked to the door again, glanced out a few times, and quickly closed the door.

"I didn't expect that Master Gong would recognize me!" The captain took off his helmet and revealed Li Jinglong's messy face.

"The Xiaguan served as a member of the Ministry of War, so he recognized the Duke!" Pan Boyong was full of doubts.

"Since you are an acquaintance, it's easy to do things!" Li Jinglong smiled and looked at the other party's study.

"You are here this time..." Pan Boyong stared at Li Jinglong and asked.

Li Jinglong's eyes fell on the other party's teapot, and strode over and picked up a teacup, and poured several breaths in one breath. He rushed all the way, really tired, thirsty and hungry.

"Pan Buzheng, I have an order!" Li Jinglong said seriously by taking a sip of water.

"My minister Pan Boyong received the order..."

"You can read the handbook that the emperor gave you by yourself!" Li Jinglong took out Zhu Yunxi's secret order from his arms and handed it to the other party. Then he saw a plate of snacks that had not been eaten on the table, so he sat down and picked them up and ate them.

"ah?"

"this?"

"hiss!"

In the blink of an eye, Pan Boyong let out three low voices, and the meaning of each time was different. His face changed drastically, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"This person is not a responsible person, he is too timid!" Li Jinglong said in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Li Jinglong took a few more mouthfuls of tea bowl and said vaguely, "Did you see clearly?"

"What should the subordinates do? Please tell me the Duke to make it clear!" Pan Boyong said.

"Come here!" Li Jinglong called the other party over and whispered, "Where is me, I won't go to the palace. Just find a name and say that you can invite the King of Zhou. It is best to arrange a banquet at your house..."

On the way here, Li Jinglong had already had various plans in his mind, how to do the escort of King Zhou to Fengyang simply and beautifully without causing an uproar and causing panic.

As the saying goes, knowing people and not being intimate. If you rashly enter the royal palace to question, who knows whether the King of Zhou recognizes it or not? The people in the Zhu family are all stubborn. If the King of Zhou is unwilling to give up, the matter will be ruined.

It’s not that King Zhou dared to openly resist the emperor’s order, but if he cursed and said something bad at that time, he would say something that would be a disaster if he didn’t recognize the imperial edict...

Be careful to sail the ship for thousands of years, preferably silently...

"Duke!" Pan Boyong suddenly interrupted Li Jinglong's words, "King Qiansui of Zhou is not in the city!"

Li Jinglong was stunned and stood up, "Where have you gone?"

"The day before yesterday, the people from the Zhou royal palace were going to leave the city and said that King Qiansui of Zhou would go to his tomb to see how the construction progress was!" Pan Boyong said, "With more than two hundred guards, and the prince of the Zhou prince!"

"The emperor has not even built the tomb, you can build it first!"

Li Jinglong cursed in his heart, but his mind lit up immediately.

"He is not in the city, but he is more troublesome. If he is in the city, it will be difficult to deal with it. First, control the people outside, and then I will go back to the royal palace to recite the imperial edict. Without the King of Zhou, a group of women in the royal palace will not be able to make trouble, and his subordinates will not make any trouble."

"Well, we have to dispatch troops first. Sheng Yong from the garrison has already controlled it. If the two battalions of troops are transferred over, everything will be fine!"

"I'm leaving the city now!" Li Jinglong said with a conspiracy in his heart, "I'll have to worry about things in the city." As he said, his eyes staring at the other party, "Do you want me to tell you how to do it?"

~~

The King of Zhou’s tomb was not in Kaifeng but in Yuzhou, and the two places were almost three hundred miles apart.

It is really a rare Feng Shui treasure land with its back on the eastern foot of Laoguan Mountain.

Nowadays, construction is underway, and thousands of craftsmen are busy like ants. A magnificent hall has been built on the ground, and an underground palace is being built underground.

King Zhu Su, the King of Zhou, got out of the carriage, rubbed his red hands, and kept looking at his base a hundred years later.

At the same time, some old things were vaguely remembered in my heart.

In the third year of Hongwu, King Zhou was the title of King Wu, and his fief was in Hangzhou. But the old man said that Qiantang was a major financial and taxation place, so his fief was delayed.

In the eleventh year of Hongwu, he suddenly changed his title to King Zhou and was granted the title to Kaifeng.

He felt like a mirror in his heart that the old man had repented the change of the king's title and fiefdom. At the beginning of the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the old man gave his sons a lot of titles. But later, the eldest son's position as the eldest son was stable, and the eldest grandson also gave birth to the eldest grandson. The old man felt that the king's title of Wu could not be given to his son, and he should have given it to his grandson in the future, so he took it back.

When King Zhu Shi, when he thought of this, he felt like he had a fish bone in his heart, neither going up nor going down.

His kingship was taken back, and the land of finance and taxation in Hangzhou was not allowed to be enfeoffed. But when the prince left, the old man turned over and gave it to the current emperor, the third brother of the past.

When the old man named his precious grandson, he didn't say that the land of finance and taxation in Hangzhou should not be a vassal.

"Hi!" Thinking of this, King Zhu Shi of Zhou smiled self-deprecatingly and said to himself, "What do you think of these old men? The old man gave his country all his country to his precious grandson. What is a King of Wu!"

In fact, King Zhu Shi of Zhou didn't like Kaifeng at all. Compared to him, he prefers the thousand-year-old ancient city of Luoyang. He had also begged the old man in private, but he almost got beaten up.
Chapter completed!