Lin Chong realized that if he wanted to bribe this Jonathan, he might not be able to rush it in a hurry. He had to think about it slowly. At the very least, he had to solve the problem of Miss Rong first.
If you want to get information from him, you still have to go back and ask Wang Chengen, that old man. I just don't know if he knows that there is a resurrection point in this cemetery, and there is an NPC who is supposed to be dead hiding here.
After chatting with Jonathan for a while, Lin Chong found that in fact, their views were very consistent on many issues. Jonathan also agreed with some of his strategies of providing work-for-relief and encouraging people to join the army.
Lin Chong thought that he had been out for too long, and if he didn't go back, someone might be tempted to come and get him, so he said goodbye to Jonathan. When he was about to leave, he realized that he actually liked this place a little bit.
As soon as he returned to the palace, he saw Wang Chengen's dark face as expected. Lin Chong was so happy that he scolded the eunuch manager who was on the verge of getting angry and whispered to him: "Manager Wang, give up on this face without a beard."
How can I not be serious?"
Wang Chengen: "..." Where do you put the face of my dignified manager and martial arts master! This boy is really getting more and more presumptuous. He starts pretending to be righteous after saying a few words to him, and the moment he turns around, he forgets all about it.
Lin Chong pulled him aside and asked him in a low voice: "That...that Gu Qinghuan...isn't it okay..."
Wang Chengen was also happy: "Oh, my emperor, it's too late for Miss Gu to be happy after receiving your favor, what else can she do!?"
Lin Chong gave up: "Forget it, I can't tell you clearly. Don't let her get close to my bedroom in the future. I will put her in whichever bedroom is farthest from me."
Wang Chengen seemed to think about it seriously: "If I want to say which place is farthest from you, let's say Leng Palace."
Lin Chong rolled his eyes at him: "Except for this."
Wang Chengen stopped teasing him: "Old slave, I know, don't worry."
Lin Chong said yes and turned around to continue thinking about life. Unexpectedly, not long after he went out, he saw a beautiful figure rushing towards him, and he immediately got a headache.
Gu Qinghuan walked to him and stopped, biting his lips and showing a very aggrieved expression: "The emperor hates me so much, and tries his best to avoid me?"
Lin Chong patted her shoulder: "Little girl, you think about things all day long. From tomorrow on, if you do things with Master Liu, you won't think about things all day long."
Gu Qinghuan lowered his head and said in a very light tone: "The emperor doesn't like Qing Huan, right, so he won't give Qing Huan a status."
Lin Chong thought that sooner or later, he would have to explain this to her clearly, so he calmed down and said sternly to Gu Qinghuan: "Qinghuan, I think you also know very well who I like. It's not that I don't like you, it's just that I don't like you.
This kind of love treats you as my sister. What happened last night... I'm sorry for what happened last night. It's all my fault. I will try my best to make it up to you. If you really meet your Ruyi one day
Mr. Lang, and he is embarrassing you because of this matter, I will definitely make the decision for you!"
Gu Qinghuan didn't say a word, and she didn't know how much she listened to Lin Chong's words. She kept biting her lip, and finally turned and ran away.
Lin Chong spread his hands helplessly: Brother Charming can't help it. Is this my fault? I just hope that this girl can really let go. If she can't let go...just live like this for now. Anyway, the palace is so big that she doesn't care about raising more.
One person can just let her do whatever she wants, and Lin Chong really has no other choice. At this moment, he is still thinking about the Wei family's great fortune and great wealth.
Soon it was time to go on an expedition. Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng had already discussed this plan. They both had their own ideas and no one had objections. Naturally, the happiest person was the fake emperor Lin Chong.
Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng made him restless and worried all the time. Now that both of them were going to send troops to defend against the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Lin Chong couldn't help but feel better when he thought that he wouldn't have to see these two people again for a long time.
On the day of the expedition, when he got up early in the morning, there were countless palace maids washing and dressing Lin Chong. Layers of complicated fabrics were put on his body. He raised his head slightly, and a tall figure was vaguely reflected in the brass mirror. He felt sad in his heart.
I can't help but wonder, is this Lin Chong? Or Chongzhen? Who does this era need?
The ceremony of the expedition was not very gorgeous. After all, we were still in the midst of a famine, and the people were frightened. The treasury really couldn't afford more money to decorate the ceremony. Besides, Lin Chong didn't think it was necessary. What would he do with the money?
Not good? It is a strange thing for an emperor to be so stingy.
It's not gorgeous, but it can't be said that it's not spectacular. Tens of thousands of people stood upright under the city wall, their eyes were firm, their armor shone with cold light, and their spears were neatly drawn in the still cold morning. It was solemn and grand. Silent but there was something.
A sense of presence that cannot be ignored. Lin Chong couldn't help but think of the scene when the honor guard of the three armed forces stood upright waiting for the review. It's just that the honor guard of the three services was waiting for the review of the country and the people, and what these soldiers were waiting for was the test of life and death!
At this moment, Lin Chong could not regard them as insignificant passers-by A, B, and C written in history textbooks. Yes, their names have never been left in the history books. Except for their close relatives and friends, no one will even remember that they also suffered a bloody battle.
On the battlefield, we protect our family and our country. But for thousands of years, it is countless silent and upright passers-by, A, B, and B, who have guarded the mountains and rivers of their home and country year after year.
It is said that one general can make thousands of bones dry up, but that's it.
Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng were both riding tall black horses, wearing majestic military uniforms. The two military flags fluttered in the wind at the same time, making a hunting sound. No matter what they had said before or what they planned, at this moment, they are the hope and belief of all soldiers.
.They are like stars in the night sky, shining brightly.
The emperor was wearing a dragon robe and had a serious look on his face. Wang Chengen behind him was holding three small exquisite white jade lamps. Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui dismounted their horses, knelt down in front of Lin Chong, and clasped their fists and luggage.
Lin Chong helped them up, with a rare seriousness in his voice: "Two generals, the future of the Ming Dynasty is entrusted to you. When you return in triumph, I will personally clean up the dust for all the soldiers, and promote them to higher ranks."
Wu Sangui laughed loudly: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, those who offend our Ming Dynasty will definitely pay the price with blood!"
Li Zicheng's eyes were full of confidence, and his momentum was no less impressive than Wu Sangui's: "I will definitely bring the heads of the Qing thieves to your Majesty's appointment."
Lin Chong poured wine for the two of them and sent them on their horses. The cool breeze blew, and the silent soldiers turned around and took firm steps farther away. Perhaps it was an illusion, but behind them, Lin Chong saw the sky full of yellow sand and gold.