"What? Is the person dead?"

He Guangyi's face was a little dull, and he watched He Ping'an slowly get up from the chair, "Die?"

He Ping'an took two steps back and said in fear, "Yes, just put his head on the rope, jumped down from the window, and clicked..."

"Why don't you find a rope to put it on yourself and die!" He Guangyi cursed and kicked it with a bang.

Then he pointed at He Ping'an's nose and cursed, "Is that an envoy of a country? No matter how bad I am, he is an envoy of a country. I died in the hall of my Ming Dynasty, or committed suicide...... What's the fuck that said?"

The two countries fought with each other and did not kill the envoys. The Ming Dynasty was known as the superior country of the Celestial Empire, but forced the envoys to death. How to face the people of the world?

"I'll ask you to watch them leave, and then hand them over to the people in the army to drive them out of the capital!" He Guangyi said angrily again, "You can't do anything like this? Make me such a big basket?"

He Ping'an lowered his head and said a little aggrievedly, "Dutang, who knows where he got the courage to hang himself?"

"You don't know, but the person is dead!" He Guangyi said seriously, "You said it has nothing to do with you, so who does it have anything to do with? He said it has nothing to do with the Jinyiwei, but do you have to find someone to take responsibility for this matter..."

As he said that, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the teapot, "If you have many thoughts and always keep your steps away from him, can you do this?"

"Tutang...Tutang..." He Ping'an retreated repeatedly, "Your purple clay teapot is a masterpiece, it's expensive, it's useless to destroy Beizhi's brain!"

"I... why did I use you bunch of trash!" He Guangyi sat down dejectedly and kept slapping his thighs.

An envoy died in the museum or committed suicide. In the Ming Dynasty, yellow mud fell into his crotch. It was either shit or shit.

Moreover, this envoy made the emperor commit suicide by committing suicide when he was about to drive out of the capital.

This is even more intriguing!

That is an envoy of a country! He is here to pay tribute! They have all been written into the record.

Seeing that He Guangyi had not spoken for a long time, He Ping'an said again, "What should I do now in the capital? I have someone to control the scene, and no one is allowed to move!"

"What should I do?" The most pragmatic thing about He Guangyi is that when something goes wrong, he scolds him or beats him or beats him or beats him or beats him or her, but he always puts how to solve it first.

"Well... keep watching, I'll go into the palace!" He Guangyi stood up and said.

"Long live the emperor?" He Ping'an asked.

"Long live, you are so happy. At this time, you don't want to live my head and my head has not grown enough?" He Guangyi cursed, "I have to find someone to carry this for me first!"

~~

The state banquet in Jinshen Hall has passed, but today Zhu Yunyu was very interested and led his ministers to continue the private banquet.

He Guangyi was far away and saw the lights and figures intertwined in Jingyi Pavilion next to the Imperial Garden.

"How long have you been drinking?" He Guangyi asked Deng Ping, who brought him in.

Deng Ping didn't say anything, and smiled and raised a finger.

Keep drinking!

"That...Long Live Master can drink..." He Guangyi hesitated.

Deng Ping didn't say anything and glanced at him with a smile.

The meaning of the eyes is, is this what you should ask? Or should I say? You, the leader of the Jinyiwei, have a mess in your mind today?

"Long live the emperor and still be happy?" He Guangyi changed his words.

Suddenly, Deng Ping stopped and smiled, "You... are you causing trouble?"

"How can it be?" He Guangyi smiled awkwardly, "Where is your brother-in-law?"

"Stay inside!"

"How much did he drink?"

Deng Ping glanced at He Guangyi again and said, "You still let him drink. Are you hoping that he will suffer another stroke and be completely paralyzed, right?"

"No, no!" He Guangyi waved his hand quickly and whispered, "Well, please help me call out your brother-in-law!"

"Are you sure it's this occasion and this time?" Deng Ping paused and said, "I advise you, if there is something wrong, you can go in and talk!"

As he said that, he looked around and said, "Don't you know the truth about it better than me? Besides, I'm not sick in front of everyone, I'm not sick to find a disease?"

"Tsk!" He Guangyi gritted his teeth.

The emperor was drinking, and then the head of the Jinyiwei secretly called out the Duke... It was really a disease for himself.

"I was confused for a moment! Please inform me!"

~~

"Long live, on this day of celebration, I really want to have a few drinks!"

In the hall, Li Jinglong sat down at Zhu Gaochi and smiled at Zhu Yunxi, "It's not that I want to drink, but that I feel that I can't think of any other way besides respecting you, to express my joy and admiration for the Lord!"

Zhu Gaochi next to him heard this and used thick fingers to clean his ears.

Next to Li Jinglong, my ears never stopped tonight, and I heard all the jokes.

"It's good if you have the intention!"

Zhu Yunxiu was really drunk with a little bit of alcohol. He was not just happy to be named the Burmese King.

Over the past period of time, he has been under too much pressure, including the Jiangnan Guanshen Group, the Qingliu in Beijing, and one after another.

Some of today's wine is deliberately soothing.

"The achievements of the Burmese King coming to the court are not me alone, but also because of my dear friends who have all their hearts to assist me!" Zhu Yunyu held the wine glass again, "Come on, our monarch and ministers drink this cup!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the ministers shouted.

"I wish my Ming Dynasty will last forever!" Li Jinglong said something unique to others.

Zhu Gaochi curled his lips, took a slight sip, and then poured it into the cuff.

After a sip of wine, Zhu Yunfeng's head became more dizzy and said with a smile, "My dear friends, how can this love and this scene be without poetry? Who will write a poem?"

After the words came to an awkward atmosphere in the hall.

Because these people present are all ministers of the practical school, their poetry, songs and essays are far from their strengths.

And those bachelors of the Hanlin Academy who are good at poetry did not attend at all.

Fortunately, there is also a talented and well-educated scholar in the East Palace, Jie Jin.

"Xie Aiqing, come and write a poem!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled.

Jie Jin was already drunk and shook a little when he stood up.

"Well..." He said with a dizzy eyes, "The Han and Tang dynasties are so powerful that the iron horse is inexhaustible, the ice river burns the desert, and the tiger is facing the sky."

"Then there will be catastrophes, but there will be heroic blood, which will drive away the Tartars in a hundred battles, and will be humiliated for a hundred years and snow."

"The lion is like a strong iron, the sun, the moon and the river are leaking. Wherever my emperor's eyes are, there is always a golden cup..."

"Okay!" Li Jinglong clapped his hands first.

Zhu Yunxiu frowned slightly and smiled, "It's not satisfactory! It's not satisfactory!"

"I am drunk and can't write good poems. At this moment, my mind is full of my prosperous Ming Dynasty!" Jie Jin said drunk, "Your Majesty! Why not write a poem and let me listen to the holy sound!"

"I..." Zhu Yunxiu smiled and waved his hand, "Forget it!"

He knew clearly how much he had, and he needed talent to write poetry, but he really didn't have this talent and didn't even know the level and the oblique, how could he write poetry?

Zhu Gaochi, who was next to him, curled his lips in his heart, "You still have self-knowledge, writing poems? The crotch of a pants is almost the same as wet!"

His eyes were dripping, and Zhu Yunhuang was looking at it as if he was really looking at it.

"The expression of a fat man?" Zhu Yunxiu said in his heart, "Somewhat looks down on me?"

He held the wine glass and took another sip, "I can't do poetry, but I'm quite sighing in my heart... I want to make it clear!"

After saying this, all the ministers looked at each other with a gaze.

Zhu Yunqiu scoured his heart and thought for a long time.

Then he stood up and spoke loudly, "In the past ten thousand years, the great empire in the world was crisscrossing mountains......The waves were wide, and the rivers spread civilization waves..."

"There are hundreds of millions of people, the land is vast and the property is abundant..."

As he recited, Zhu Yunxiu stood up and shouted, "Raise the sun and moon flag of my empire and sing my empire anthem..."

The word ended, and the hall was silent.

Li Jinglong muttered, "Raise my empire sun and moon flag and sing my empire anthem..."

"The decline is the decline!"

Zhu Yunxiu thought to himself, "Get the songs of the Qing army to make up the numbers!"

"But, the sentence raising my imperial flag and singing my imperial anthem is really good!"

Even at the darkest time, our country is filled with deep pride in its heart.

That kind of pride is the accumulation of thousands of years that has been integrated into the bloodline, making us born with pride and pride.

The 1000-year empire, with great land, great things, vast mountains and rivers...

"Is it time to trick the Ming Dynasty's national anthem..."

At this moment, Deng Ping quietly came in, "Emperor, He Guangyi, the commander of the Jinyiwei, asked for a visit!"
Chapter completed!