"The Ming Dynasty is mighty!"

"The King of Yan is victorious!"

Suddenly, there was a roar in the hall where everyone had been drinking for three rounds.

As the host of the banquet, Zhang Zhiyuan held the wine glass and retreated to a corner, quietly watching everything in front of him.

"The general doesn't seem to feel happy about winning the battle?"

While Zhang Zhiyuan was still thinking about how he should complete the latest request from Yingtian, a voice rang in his ears.

….

He immediately looked sideways.

He saw Yao Guangxiao, wearing a black monk's robe, already appearing in front of him with his hands clasped together.

Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and turned around quickly: "The last general has seen the master."

Yao Guangxiao shook his head: "A poor monk is just a monk, how dare he accept the general's gift?"

Zhang Zhiyuan, who had just drank once after being killed by those soldiers, now wished he could drink the wine out of his stomach.

He bit the tip of his tongue, trying to make his consciousness clearer, and stared at the monk in front of him with puzzled eyes: "I wonder why the master is looking for me?"

Yao Guangxiao looked sideways at the banquet where the demons were dancing together with Zhu Di. He smiled helplessly and looked sideways outside the hall: "I wonder if the general can give me a favor and go out with the poor monk to enjoy the snow?"

What does he want to do?

Or has he discovered his true identity?

Alarm bells rang in Zhang Zhiyuan's heart. During his three years in Beiping City, he might not have known anything else, but he knew very well what kind of attitude King Yan had towards Yao Guangxiao.

Yao Guangxiao, however, ignored Zhang Zhiyuan and took the lead to walk out of the hall.

Zhang Zhiyuan had no choice but to take steps and follow.

When the two of them walked outside, there was no one around.

Yao Guangxiao finally stopped in front of a blooming wintersweet tree.

"The general is brave and has achieved great military exploits this winter. I would like to congratulate the general first."

Zhang Zhiyuan raised his hands and swayed, and then pulled his collar open so that the cold wind outside could blow through his skin, allowing him to maintain his composure at this time.

Then, he said solemnly: "It's just a small gain, I can't say it's a great military exploit. Being your highness's vanguard and protecting the peace of our Ming borderland is my greatest wish."

Yao Guangxiao calmly looked at Zhang Zhiyuan who was showing humility, smiled slightly, and suddenly said: "General, what do you think of His Highness?"

Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned.

In my peripheral vision, I saw that my sword was already entering.

It was taken down when we were seated.

Otherwise, Zhang Zhiyuan swore, he would definitely draw his sword and look at the weird monk in front of him.

Showing his drunken look, Zhang Zhiyuan took a long time to speak hesitantly: "Your Highness is brave and is a rare commander among our nine-sided army. With His Highness here, Beiping will be peaceful. It is my great fortune to be able to follow His Highness."

."

"Oh?" Yao Guangxiao said softly and said in a seductive manner: "Is that just like this?"

What else?

Do you want to go to heaven?

Zhang Zhiyuan thought of what Tang Keke said to him when he entered the city not long ago today.

Could it be that the monk in front of him who has a close relationship with His Highness King Yan is a monster monk, and His Highness wants to find out the evidence of this guy's crime himself and then expose it to King Yan?

At this time, Zhang Zhiyuan had not thought of anything more.

He simply believed that the people behind Tang Keke who worked for the grandson found out that Yao Guangxiao was not a good person, so he had to pay attention in advance to prevent this person from causing any trouble in Beiping City and around His Highness King Yan.

Under Yao Guangxiao's gaze, Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly jumped up on tiptoes, and then hurriedly lay down on the railing next to him regardless of his appearance, opened his mouth wide and vomited.

….

Zhang Zhiyuan secretly induced vomiting and kept vomiting for a long time. When his stomach was empty and there was nothing left to vomit, he turned around and sat on the ground limply.

When I raised my head, I could still see Yao Guangxiao's figure, but I didn't know where he had gone.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!"

"Zhiyuan?"

"Good guy, you came here secretly. Did you mean to steal the wine?"

"Hurry up and follow the brothers in. The prince has spoken today. Brothers will not return until they are drunk!"

Just when Zhang Zhiyuan was wondering who Yao Guangxiao was, Zhang Yu, Zhu Neng and others were already looking for him with wine glasses.

Without waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan to react, these people stepped forward and held him back inside the hall.

Zhang Zhiyuan, who was being held up, could only shake his head helplessly in the end, and followed the arrangements of these people who would not return until they were drunk.

……

Yingtian City.

In a few days, it will be Chinese New Year.

The completion of the New Year also means the end of the 27th year of Hongwu and the arrival of a new year.

The court has seemed particularly peaceful recently.

Since Zhan Hui, the former Minister of Civil Affairs, left the court, he seemed to have taken away the past debates in the court.

Even in the face of the snow situation in the south of the Yangtze River, the court dismissed many officials, but it did not cause as much of a disturbance as in the past.

On the other hand, there have been a lot more monks and Taoist priests in the city these days.

In the 28th year of Hongwu's reign, the royal family was planning to convene water and land festivals and fasting rituals in the capital for spring to begin. The matter had been spread through the court's decree.

It's just that after sorting out the expenses for the twenty-seventh year of Hongwu, the imperial court also entered the sealing stage, so it adopted a sit-and-see attitude towards these changes and things that would not happen immediately.

"The imperial officials are getting more and more uncomfortable."

Zhu Gaochi appeared in front of Zhu Yunxi worriedly as usual.

It seems that since the second half of this year, he has always been so worried about the country and the people.

Zhu Yunxi, who was summarizing and reading through the last batch of secret notes sent from various places this year, immediately raised his head and looked behind Xiaopang.

The little kid could no longer be seen, so he quietly let out a sigh of relief.

Then he raised his head and looked at Xiaopang: "You sit down first."

Zhu Gaochi sat down cross-legged: "Yesterday, I discussed in advance with officials from the Ministry of Revenue about how to push taxes to Zhili and Jiangnan provinces next year. The Ministry of Revenue did not respond at all. They also said that they would be able to meet any requirements from the tax office.

."

"Isn't this bad?" Zhu Yunxi threw the last secret note sent back from Peking into the charcoal stove nearby, watched the sheets of paper turn into ashes, and looked at Xiaopang indifferently.

Zhu Gaochi glanced at the charcoal stove and was very dissatisfied with Zhu Yunxi's answer. He curled his lips and said, "They don't even have any words to refute now. I'm talking to them. Could it be that if I ask them to do something for one million taels of silver, they can do it?"

Satisfied?"

"It depends on how much money each department and government office can get after the new year's apportionment meeting."

When Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Yunxi looking like a wild crane, he was so angry that his back teeth were about to be bitten to pieces.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "I still feel that something big is going to happen!"

"The Yuan people broke into Yingtian City?" Zhu Yunxi joked, and then said seriously: "You can see it clearly, I can see it clearly, and my grandfather and father can also see it clearly. At the same time, the officials know that we know them

Current attitude."

"Then you, Grandpa Huang and Uncle will do nothing?" Zhu Gaochi was a little anxious.

Zhu Yunxi looked at Xiaopang: "What to do? Even innovation needs to be done step by step. There is no rush. Now, I will listen to the emperor's words. The most important thing is to open up branches and leaves for our family as soon as possible."

There was a strange look on Zhu Gaochi's face, and his eyes moved down very honestly, looking at Zhu Yunxi's waist and abdomen, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and said: "By the way, the person Zhihui selected for the door is

Shaohuashan Sun Biyun, who happened to be summoned to Beijing by the emperor this year."

"Who is the living disciple of Master Sanfeng?" Zhu Yunxi finally became more interested.

Zhu Gaochi nodded: "Didn't Grandpa have a dream this year? Then Sun Zhenren came to Beijing. We just met a few days ago and asked him to live in Chaotian Palace.

Zhihui is also a sensible person, and knows that choosing someone for the disciple is both an opportunity and a taboo. It just so happens that Master Sun is here, so it is just right for him to preside over the fasting ceremony for the disciple next year, and no one can say anything."

Zhu Yunxi hummed twice.

Choose Sun Biyun, who can say anything?

That is the disciple of Sanfeng Immortal.

……

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