Chapter 213 First-class Lady

"Madam...Young Master...My General Yang invites you to the mansion and invites important guests. Please be sure to come." A soldier came to report.

"Important guest? My son is injured... I don't feel anything..." Zhen'er said. Since he was pretending to be Mrs. Shang, he had to look like him.

"Madam..." said the visitor, "Our general said, we must invite the young master... He will seek justice for the young master.

"I don't know what justice your general is going to seek... let him forget it... reason with those people..." Zhen'er said, "I don't know what to provoke..."

"Madam... should go..." Zhu Jianshen said, "I want to take a closer look at the murderer..."

Since the emperor was going, no one would say no. The good minister had to go with cloth and his head wrapped around his cloth. The father asked him to listen to his wife along the way, and he didn't know what the woman was...

Of course, what Yang Xin wanted to see was Zhu Jianshen... His careful defense map was prepared... so that the emperor could feel at ease. It was not uncommon for several Mongolians under Huihui merchants to cause trouble here. So let those Huihui get some silver to appease the young master from the capital. Money can solve many things. It requires money to buy grain and garrison troops. The imperial court's silver entries cannot solve food and clothing. Let alone casting weapons.

It is a big deal to beat Master Shang, so there will naturally be scapegoats. Maolihai wanted to see the methods of this Ming border guard, so he changed his clothes with others and dressed up like Huihui.

Yang Xin had prepared everything, saying that he had set up a reconciliation wine. He supported and opposed the trade proposed by Maoli's, so he wanted to see what the emperor meant... but the emperor came to Datong... his responsibility for protection was very heavy. The Jinyiwei people in Datong City had already been set up. If the Mongols didn't notice it, the emperor would not be in danger, but if they brought the cavalry into the city... everything was hard to say... Then the emperor should not stay here... It is false and real to fight. After all, this place has always been a battlefield. I hope that the young emperor can return to Beijing as soon as possible after reading this defense map... The hundreds of thousands of troops in the capital are not false.

The sedan chair of Mr. Shang and Mrs. Shang came... The Hui people also came. The man with an unrecognizable face was kneeling in the hall... Is this an explanation?

Zhu Jianshen passed by with a sword in his arms, and couldn't help but smile. He saw it clearly and had different body shapes. Although they were all big men... he saw the Hui standing at the door at a glance. His face was flat, he was completely like a Mongolian person, his eyes were fierce... full of arrogance. Who would use such a slave... It was better to be like him. Life in Xiaojing City also helped him restrain himself...

"Is this the shopkeeper?" Zhu Jianshen asked with a smile. It is not uncommon for businessmen to go back to business, and they often know various languages.

The man ignored him...I don't know if he understood or didn't understand...

"That's the guy... he just came out... he still couldn't speak good-natured..." said the man who looked like a boss.

"The young man is also a guy..." Zhu Jianshen said. He was too brave and stood directly next to the man.

Zhen'er walked by, but frowned: "Ah Jun, go to the kitchen to check whether the food is clean and don't let the young master eat the stomach. This is not a matter of Datong... My good minister has always been unacceptable to the local conditions and cannot eat mutton and beef, so I have to cook some porridge in the kitchen... I have also become angry in the past two days..."

After talking about it, didn’t you let yourself go? Zhu Jianshen really didn’t dare to treat Zhen'er as an ordinary wife and concubine, and she didn’t dare to ignore her words...

The guy who was not good-talking followed Zhu Jianshen closely. It seemed to stick to him...

"Mom, I'm worried that Ajun will suffer..." Shang Liangchen said, "He is not easy to deal with..."

"It's okay," Zhen'er said, "It's not that there's no one in the kitchen... that barbarian will definitely suffer..."

After a cup of tea, this guy Ajun came back. Sure enough, nothing happened, but the guy who came back had a blue face.

"What's wrong?" Huihui boss asked.

"He didn't look at the road, he fell... all the servants in our mansion can testify..." said the servant of Yang's mansion.

"Is it a knife injury also a fall?" Huihui boss seemed to be fighting for something.

"It's time to hit the knife..." The servant of the Yang Mansion opened his eyes and said nonsense, even Zhu Jianshen wanted to laugh. Zhen'er smiled brightly: "Okay, let's invite the adults to the table!"

"Madam..." Yang Xin said, but he turned his eyes to Zhu Jianshen... Zhu Jianshen stepped into the middle position without sitting down, but stood on the side, Zhen'er came over and sat down. There was a female family member sitting in the main seat... A man walked out of the boss's entourage, wearing silk clothes, which seemed to be higher than the person just now: "Yang Xin, how can there be a woman sitting there? We will accept you when you sit, because you are the general of Datong, this woman..."

"This lady is the Prime Minister's wife..." Yang Xin said, "Isn't our first-class imperial edict more noble than me?" There was no prime minister in the Ming Dynasty, but everyone knew that this was referring to the chief minister Shang Lu.

"You retreat..." Huihui boss spoke, "We are civilians, so we naturally have to let the officials..."

"Yang Xin, I am Maori... the prime minister of Khan... should he be more noble than this lady?" Maori could no longer hold it in.

"Just this little ability... can't grow..." Zhen'er looked at Zhu Jianshen beside her and said...

"I said Prime Minister, it is reasonable to say that men are more noble than women..." Zhu Jianshen said, "But I know this is the city of the Ming Dynasty. The Mongolian Prime Minister Maori should have a note. How can I be like you? My wife is just visiting her and coming to the general's house to ask for a glass of water and wine. That is the general's guest. You come uninvited. What is that? The general just asks the caravan owner to explain the situation. In theory, none of you can enter the house, so why should you peek at this position? This position is our wife's... It's okay to sit. You have the ability to pull my wife off the seat..."

Although there are many martial people in the border areas, there are not such arrogant servants. Yesterday, the Maori kid beat the merchants and servants of this business dare not fight back... There is actually someone here who is not afraid of death...

"Prime Minister... it's all reasonable here." The lady said, "A Jun, the visitor is a guest. It's not good to fight and kill. Why don't you let me reason with them first..."

"You Han people only know how to talk..." Maoriya said.

"Prime Minister, it's rude to you to pull me a woman... Besides, there is a difference between men and women..." said the lady, "Why just let me go... General Yang, do you think..."

"Madam is right..." Yang Xin said, "Madam is in my Yang Mansion. Everyone must abide by the rules of the Yang Mansion. Madam just sit there with confidence."

Isn't this a combination of bullying himself? Maori said, "I won't play with you... Since the lady has already told me to pull her off, I might as well give it a try..." He forced himself to act. But he found that there was a servant from the Yang family beside them.

"I hope to be single-on-one..." This is cheating. Originally, two-on-one, he just wanted to pull a woman down.

"The Prime Minister's character is worrying..." said Mrs. Shang.

"I just don't move..." Zhu Jianshen said.

Maoli came forward and pulled him, but for some reason, the lady didn't move, couldn't pull him... A few minutes later, Yang Xin gently patted his shoulder: "Okay... Don't embarrass your master... and the Prime Minister Maoli..., I'll go back after paying the fine. I'll entertain Mrs. Shang and the young master."

The boss hurriedly paid the money and hurriedly left with his own people...

"I don't accept it... why can't my wife pull it?" asked Maorika.

"It's very simple, just buckle it on a chair. This chair is an iron chair. It has an organ. If you want to sit, I'd rather like it. This chair can buckle people's hands and feet..." Yang Xin said, "Madam, you have seen its power in my house..."

Zhen'er smiled. Last time she came to Yang's mansion, she was caught by a chair. There were actually many agencies in Yang Xin's mansion... She was actually recognized by Yang Xin...
Chapter completed!