When Emperor Chongzhen saw Zhong Jinwei arriving at the entrance of the palace and then returning, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Master Zhong, what's wrong?"
Zhong Jinwei smiled and shook his head and said: "No, Your Majesty, I remembered something else that I wanted to report to Your Majesty."
"Oh, Master Zhong, just tell me if you have anything to say." Upon hearing this, Emperor Chongzhen put down the imperial pen he had just picked up and looked at Zhong Jinwei.
"Your Majesty, when the main force of the Jianlu troops went out this time, they were attacked in the rear and suffered heavy losses. They will definitely not give up. I estimate that their counterattack will be very fierce."
Zhong Jinwei's words suddenly made Emperor Chongzhen's relaxed expression become serious. He thought for a while, and then asked uncertainly: "But will it cause trouble for the Denglai Ming Army?"
Jianlu had been stuck on the Guanning front line for many years, and even if he knocked out his teeth, he could not move the Ming army at all. Therefore, Emperor Chongzhen did not think that Jianlu would go to the Guanning Ming army to cause trouble, so the only ones left might be the Denglai Ming army.
"Exactly, I should be careful about this!" Zhong Jinwei nodded and replied.
Emperor Chongzhen had a worried look on his face. He knew very well that the Denglai Ming Army without a new army would suffer a big loss if they faced the main force of Jianlu by themselves.
"Master Zhong, do you have any ideas?" Emperor Chongzhen thought for a while and then asked Zhong Jinwei.
Zhong Jinwei smiled a little, showing a confident look. He answered Emperor Chongzhen: "I have a plan to solve this problem."
"Oh, if Master Zhong has any good ideas, please tell me quickly." Emperor Chongzhen said quickly.
He knew that it was no joke for the main force of Jianlu to attack any Ming army. Since Master Zhong had a way to solve it, he wanted to hear what the countermeasures were.
Zhong Jinwei did not disdain Emperor Chongzhen, and directly told Emperor Chongzhen the countermeasures he told Lu Xiangsheng.
He saw Emperor Chongzhen's brows gradually frowning, knowing that the ancients still cared about this, so Zhong Jinwei explained to Emperor Chongzhen again, and then his brows relaxed again.
"Okay, Master Zhong, I'll do as you say. When the new army is trained next year, I must give Jianlu a lesson." Emperor Chongzhen slapped the table and demanded.
When Zhong Jinwei saw that Emperor Chongzhen had figured it out, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Jianlu will not be arrogant for much longer."
Emperor Chongzhen nodded after hearing this, and when he was about to say a few more words, a servant outside the palace reported that the chief minister of the cabinet, Wen Tiren, wanted to see him.
After a while, Wen Tiren appeared in the Wenhua Hall, followed by a chamberlain who was on duty in the cabinet, holding a wooden tray covered with red cloth in his hand.
When Wen Tiren saw that Marquis Zhongxing was also in the palace, he smiled at him and then reported to Emperor Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, all the medals have been made according to Marquis Zhongxing's suggestion."
"Oh, bring it up for me to see." Although Emperor Chongzhen had seen the drawings, he was still a little curious about the actual object, so he wanted to take a look first.
The tray was placed on the imperial desk in a moment, and the chamberlain gently opened the red cloth, revealing the medal placed on the wooden tray.
Emperor Chongzhen's face showed a smile unconsciously. He first reached out and picked up a golden medal, weighed it, stood up, put it on his chest and gestured, and then asked the two ministers below: "How is it?"
Zhong Jinwei looked at Emperor Chongzhen's actions and couldn't help but wonder whether men would like honors and wear medals on themselves unconsciously.
He thought so because in later generations, many leaders or warlords liked to wear medals on their clothes. At that time, Zhong Jinwei was surprised. He was already a big boss, so what was the point of wearing them on himself?
"It's very eye-catching. Zhongxing Hou's idea is good." Wen Tiren commented.
Emperor Chongzhen reluctantly put down the medal and said, "How about I go on a military expedition myself and make some meritorious deeds? How about I come back and hang a medal?"
"Your Majesty has a body of ten thousand gold, but you must not have such thoughts." Upon hearing this, Wen Tiren quickly advised him.
Emperor Chongzhen was just joking. He wanted me to conquer Jianlu personally. Those ministers who advised him would probably block the road to the capital and prevent him from leaving.
He said to Wen Tiren: "I know, it's just a joke."
After saying that, without waiting for Wen Tiren to speak again, he turned to Zhong Jinwei and said, "Master Zhong, it seems that you have to fulfill my wish."
There is a bit of passion and drive in the hearts of young people. However, Emperor Chongzhen could only choose to be calm because of his status. It has to be said that life is still missing an experience.
"I'll leave this kind of errands to you," Zhong Jinwei replied with a smile.
Emperor Chongzhen no longer dwelled on this. He changed the topic and said to Zhong Jinwei: "The rewards for this great victory have been decided. In addition to your salary, Master Zhong's reward has been decided to give you an iron alchemy book."
Voucher.”
Zhong Jinwei is now a hereditary marquis, and the increased salary will be passed down from generation to generation. This is the most affordable reward, which is equivalent to earning a golden rice bowl for his descendants.
However, he was not satisfied with the Iron Coupon of the Alchemy Book, because in his impression, the Iron Coupon of the Alchemy Book was an unknown thing. It was not a gold medal to avoid death at all. He often had to take out the Iron Coupon of the Alchemy Book to avoid death.
At that time, this person was actually destined to die. He didn’t know the historical truth, but he had watched too many movies and TV series like this.
Therefore, Zhong Jinwei bowed to Emperor Chongzhen and said: "Your Majesty, if I don't want the iron certificate of alchemy, why not give him a medal?"
"Oh, why is this?" Emperor Chongzhen couldn't figure it out, so he asked Zhong Jinwei.
Wen Tiren looked at it with hot eyes. He didn't expect Zhong Jinwei to want it, which made him very curious.
Of course Zhong Jinwei couldn't say it directly. He thought quickly and immediately replied: "Your Majesty, this iron book of alchemy is inconvenient to carry, so it can only be kept at home. It is not as good as this medal. When I want to show off my power, I can hang it on my body."
It’s very convenient to walk around with your chest on your chest.”
Emperor Chongzhen and Wen Tiren were petrified on the spot and were speechless at Zhong Jinwei's reason.
After a while, Emperor Chongzhen said: "But this medal is only for ordinary soldiers. If it were awarded to you, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate!"
Wen Tiren also came to his senses. Hearing what Emperor Chongzhen said, he interjected: "Your Majesty, if Marquis Zhongxing really wants it, he can find a way."
"Oh, what did Wen Qing say?" Emperor Chongzhen said to Wen Tiren with interest after hearing this.
Wen Tiren glanced at Zhong Jinwei and then replied to Emperor Chongzhen: "In addition to the gold, silver and copper, if I add purple and gold, I will award it to the Marquis of Zhongxing."
"Master Wen, this is a good idea, I like it very much." When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he hit the snake with the stick and immediately expressed his position.
Emperor Chongzhen pointed at Zhong Jinwei and said with a smile: "You, you!"
Sometimes, he was really speechless towards Zhong Jinwei. However, Emperor Chongzhen also liked Zhong Jinwei's occasional weird and funny behavior. If Zhong Jinwei was always serious, it would be boring.
After Emperor Chongzhen finished speaking, he turned to Wen Tiren and said: "Wen Qing, as you said. Tomorrow I will go to the capital camp in person to wear this purple gold medal for Master Zhong."