Before that, Wang Xian had only seen Zhu Di from a distance during the military parade, but at that time the emperor was covered in golden armor, like a yellow chrysanthemum blooming on a high platform, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly.
Therefore, this meeting with the Holy Spirit was his first meeting with the Ming Dynasty Supreme Being. Wang Xian was a little excited and fell asleep that night.
When he got up the next morning, he washed and dressed with the help of Shuai Hui and Er Hei, and then sat there, waiting for Zhu Zhanji to take him into the palace to see the emperor.
"My lord, don't be nervous when you meet the emperor." Shuai Hui said with a smile: "I heard that the emperor has an aura of an emperor, and his every move is shocking."
"Have you read too many dramas?" Er Heibai glanced at him and said, "The emperor is also a human being. He farts when he eats too many radishes. Your Excellency has traveled far and wide and has seen a lot, so you won't be nervous."
"Actually, I'm a little nervous." Wang Xian said with a wry smile: "These are extraordinary times, and I can't say the wrong thing."
The two of them fell silent and asked him to calm down and prepare well. Wang Xian then imagined what to do when he saw the emperor later, how to say it, and what questions the emperor would ask. They all made plans one by one.
When Wang Xian had considered all the issues, he looked up and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning. Erhei and Shuai Hui stared at each other, and Shuai Hui asked: "My lord, could it be that the emperor is sleeping in?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Xian also felt a little strange and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the lights are on at three and the chickens are on at five. He works very hard day and night. There is no chance to sleep in. Just wait."
While several people were talking, they heard footsteps outside. When they saw that it was Zhu Zhanji coming, and when they saw the constipated expression on his face, they knew that things had changed.
"What's wrong?" Wang Xian stood up to greet him.
"Alas..." His Highness Taisun sighed before he spoke. Chen Wu quickly poured him a cup of tea. Zhu Zhanji took it and was about to bring it to his mouth when his expression suddenly changed. He threw the tea bowl heavily on the ground and cursed:
"My two uncles bullied people too much"
"Originally, I was supposed to come to take you into the palace this morning, but before I left the house, I was called to the palace by the eunuch. My grandpa asked me if you had pretended to be an envoy, or if you had pretended to be me and married a Mongolian princess." His lips were filled with anger.
Shivering, he told Wang Xian what happened today and said: "We have discussed that these matters cannot be left to the emperor, otherwise the secret will be exposed in the future and it will be a big trouble, so I admit it."
Wang Xian nodded and listened to his grandson continue: "After listening to this, Grandpa Huang said that you are too bold and have no regard for the country. Although you are loyal and capable, you have to temper your temper before you use it."
"Uh..." Wang Xian couldn't help but gasped. To be tough in the officialdom means to make you wear small shoes and sit on the bench, and the period is uncertain. It may be a year and a half, it may be ten or eight years.
, it is very possible that the emperor forgot about this person even after grinding... After all, there are too many talents in the Ming Dynasty. If nothing else, the imperial examination will be held next year, and hundreds of young talents will appear in front of the emperor. You cannot strike while the iron is hot.
It was good enough, but the day lilies were all cold very quickly. It was really sad.
Seeing that Wang Xian was silent, Zhu Zhanji said apologetically: "I will argue hard for you, but my great grandfather's holy heart has been determined. It is useless no matter what I say. I will only give you the empty post of Jin Yiwei Qianhu and let you go back."
Study hard for two years and then say..."
"Pfft..." Wang Xian took a sip of tea and almost spit it in Zhu Zhanji's face, "Your Highness, what rank is the Qianhu of Jinyiwei?"
"How many levels are there in total, from the inferior grade to the fifth grade?" Wang Xian stretched out his hands and said, "Ten levels in total, ten levels in a row, right?"
"Is this..." Zhu Zhanji smiled bitterly and said: "First of all, you have a low starting point, and you can only reach the fifth rank after being promoted to ten levels. Secondly, you can't serve as an official in Jinyiwei, so you just receive a salary. What's the point?
I'm happy." He said and sighed: "Although I can't mention the fact that you saved me, but just because you brought the Borzigit tribe back to the Ming Dynasty, and you also have the golden seal of the Mongolian Khan, I will reward you with an earl.
It’s not an exaggeration, now I only give you a thousand households, do you think it is a injustice to you or a promotion to you?”
"Excellence." Wang Xian said with a smile.
"I know you said that to reassure me..." Zhu Zhanji said feebly: "Actually, the official position is secondary. The key is that the emperor has not seen you. This will be a huge loss to you." In the imperial society,
The greatest advantage is the holy family. Even the ministers who are in the emperor's heart, even if they have just entered the official career, will be looked down upon by the ministers and they will compete with each other. On the contrary, if there is no holy family, even the second-rank minister will have no chance.
Man bird.
Originally, Wang Xian fled back from Mobei. In the eyes of the civil and military ministers, he should become a popular person in front of the emperor, a rising star of hope. But now that Zhu Di has not seen Wang Xian, his value has plummeted.
, this is also where Zhu Zhanji feels most guilty.
"Compared to the brothers who died, what is my loss?" Wang Xian said with a generous smile: "Your Highness, you don't need to feel that you owe me anything. It's what I should do in terms of emotion and reason, and I didn't expect anything.
.”
The more generous he was, the more guilty Zhu Zhanji felt, his eyes heated up and he said: "It's all my fault for causing you trouble. Don't worry, sooner or later, I will have the final say, and I will compensate you tenfold and a hundredfold."
"I would like to thank Your Highness in advance." Wang Xian smiled and said: "By the way, why does this matter have to do with the two princes?"
"Those two bastards," Zhu Zhanji gritted his teeth after hearing this and said, "Now they are strictly guarding my grandpa. They were worried that something might change after you saw the emperor, so they slandered me in front of my grandpa in advance.
That’s why he suddenly changed his mind.”
"Why are they so afraid of me?" Wang Xian asked with a wry smile.
"Based on your performance in Mobei, being able to play with Mahamu and his son at your fingertips is enough to make them afraid." Zhu Zhanji said solemnly: "But it also shows that they are planning big things and are not allowed to appear.
Uncontrollable factors.”
"Well." Wang Xian sighed: "What can I do?"
"You have done so much for me..." Zhu Zhanji had a lot of ideas, but Wang Xian couldn't see the emperor and everything was in vain. He smiled miserably and said: "Don't get involved in these things." He said with a smile.
He said: "By the way, my imperial grandfather is very happy about the return of the Borzigit tribe. You can rest assured that Secretary You will treat them kindly." After speaking, he sighed and said: "It's a pity that the brothers of the Youjun have also been implicated by me.
, not only are there no rewards based on merit, but the matter of becoming a full-time official is also far away..."
It seems that today's blow to Zhu Zhanji was too great, and he was a little incoherent.
Wang Xian brought him another bowl of tea and said warmly: "Your Highness, please be patient. We will definitely find a way."
"Well" Zhu Zhanji took the tea cup and said with a sad look on his face: "I am in such a mess right now that I can't think of any solution."
"What do you think the emperor will do?" Wang Xian had to help him figure it out from the beginning.
"I don't know." Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "My grandpa, the emperor, always leads people but does not lead them to action. If someone does something, he will kill them."
"Okay," Wang Xian thought for a moment and said, "His Royal Highness's current fear comes from the Emperor's anger, and the Emperor's anger comes from his suspicion of His Royal Highness, right?"
"That's right." Zhu Zhanji nodded.
"Then let's find a way to dispel the emperor's suspicions." Wang Xian said in a deep voice: "The emperor suspected that the prince had a second heart. He used the White Lotus Sect to block traffic and refused to transport food to the front line. He wanted to starve him and the army to death.
Outside, right?"
"How is this possible?" Zhu Zhanji said depressedly: "Is my father such a crazy person?"
"Of course we don't believe it. The key is to make the emperor not believe it either." Wang Xiandao: "In this way, we have to take a two-pronged approach and first investigate what happened in Shanxi..."
"It's too late. The Holy Master will go south and return to the capital tomorrow." Zhu Zhanji said depressedly, "There's no time for someone to go to Shanxi to investigate."
"Then we have to survive this test first, and then find out the truth and let the emperor clear up his doubts." Wang Xiandao.
"Yeah." Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "How can you hold on?"
"We can only ask people who the emperor trusts for help." Wang Xiandao: "Who can the emperor trust? This question sounds familiar."
"Yes, you asked me about Zhou Xin's case at that time." Zhu Zhanji said: "I answered you that it was a monk and a Taoist nun."
"Yes." Wang Xian nodded and said: "The old monk asked the Taoist nun to come forward last time, but this time I can't let him go."
"Can you persuade Master Yao?" Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. In fact, the reason why he was anxious for Wang Xian to come back was because he expected him to persuade Yao Guangxiao. But he was really embarrassed to give orders to Wang Xian now.
You can only let him speak on his own.
"I will try my best." Wang Xian said with a wry smile on his lips: "But His Highness cannot place all his hopes on him alone. He must work together and mobilize all those who can help."
"Yes." Zhu Zhanji nodded heavily, and the two discussed for a while, and then he hurriedly went to find reinforcements. Over there, Wang Xian also planned to march south the next day and go to Jinling to ask Yao Guangxiao for help before the emperor returned to Beijing.
With half a day left, he walked around the military camp and greeted the soldiers. After the Mobei battle, his prestige among the young army was even higher than that of Zhu Zhanji. No matter whether he was an officer or a soldier, no matter how distinguished he was,
Military generals and officers with military qualifications all respected and obeyed him...especially those brothers who returned with him across the Great Gobi. They played with Mahamu in the Oara camp and led Arutai on the grassland.
He finally led his troops to cross the Great Gobi Desert at a very small cost and came back to brag about his glorious deeds, which made his whole person cast a layer of legend. This can be seen from the eyes of the soldiers looking at him...
But he could also see that the mood of the soldiers was a little off. Apparently the rewards for the brothers' armies had been issued, but there were no young troops. How could they keep their spirits up?
Although he had just come back, everyone had a tacit understanding not to cause any trouble for him, but since Wang Xian saw it, he couldn't pretend not to know. Just when he was about to have a good chat with his brothers, he saw Shuai Hui running over and saying, "Sir