Xu Mingwu's voice was loud and loud. If there were any military representatives here, they would definitely applaud.

Unfortunately, this is a cabinet discussion, and the Minister of Military Affairs does not participate.

However, several cabinet ministers looked at each other, and for a moment no one could think of any appropriate words to refute.

Xu Mingwu's words were the same as Emperor Tianwu's ideas, so he jumped out to refute him. Isn't this just a question of the emperor's will?

However, Xu Mingwu himself knew that although his words were very beautiful and were beautiful, they were basically forced to argue.

No matter what he cares about, it would be worth it as long as he can persuade the emperor and stop Princess Zhaoyang from marrying Siam!

Even if you are forked out!

Zhu Cilang still didn't say anything. Although he had already made a decision in his heart, he had not expressed his opinion for a long time, so he liked to watch these court officials quarrel and argue.

Xu Mingwu, what he did was too wise, no wonder he couldn't become the protagonist!

Even if you are lucky enough to become the protagonist, you will be criticized and have no future!

Of course, Xu Mingwu performed pretty well today, looking like a young man.

Yang Shicong also paid the most attention to the emperor's attitude. He kept secretly observing the emperor's expression.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that the emperor was reluctant to express his opinion, Yang Shicong solemnly said: "If I mastered Siam in the Ming Dynasty, I could easily obtain more than 6 million square kilometers of vast land, stabilize the South China Ocean, and better and permanently grasp the rich resources of the South China Ocean!"

Then, he struck while the iron was hot and used a long parallel sentence.

"Your Majesty, now we only need one marriage, and we will master all this! Leave an incalculable wealth for the descendants of the Ming Dynasty! Strengthen the national strength of our Ming Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty, all this can be achieved with just one marriage! I would like to think twice for the Ming Dynasty's people, for the country and country that will last for thousands of years, and for the Ming Dynasty's permanent position as a powerful country in the world!"

Yang Shicong rarely talks so excitedly, especially the last few sentences that are exaggerated, which is not his style.

However, several cabinet ministers all know that he worked so hard for his political achievements in his tenure as the chief minister.

As soon as Yang Shicong became the chief minister, he could quickly open thousands of miles for the Ming Dynasty. No matter from any perspective, he was more capable than his ex-girl Yang Tinglin.

It can even be compared with those military generals and dukes who have been in war for many years and have made great achievements.

Once this matter is done, his reputation will rise sharply, reaching a point where civil and military officials cannot reach it, and the position of chief minister of the cabinet will be as stable as Mount Tai. Maybe the emperor will be happy and even the Minister of Rites will give it to him.

Zhu Cixuan sipped the tea carefully and looked at Yang Shicong and smiled: "If Yang Qing hadn't said so clearly, I wouldn't have known Mr. Yang's good intentions. Yang Qing, if there is such a thing in the future, I should tell me early that if I want to offend others, I will offend me."

Yang Shicong hurriedly said a few words and was in a good mood.

Xu Mingwu was stunned and extremely anxious. From the emperor's words, he already understood that he had lost to Yang Shicong.

Xu Mingwu still wanted to fight for something, but the emperor who was in charge shook his head and said, "This is the end of today's imperial consultations. I want to take a nap."

Xu Mingwu had no choice but to stand up with the cabinet ministers and bow to leave.

......

Walking down his head and walking on the palace road leading to the Meridian Gate, Xu Mingwu was slow and he was in a very disappointed mood.

When he reached the Jinshui Bridge, he saw Yang Shicong stopping there alone, as if waiting for him.

The two looked at each other, and Xu Mingwu did not dodge and looked at Yang Shicong calmly.

Yang Shicong first broke the silence and said, "Xiao Xu."

"Mr. Yang." Xu Mingwu responded.

Yang Shicong smiled and said, "Xiao Xu, have you ever thought about what kind of person you want to be in the future?"

Xu Mingwu was a little surprised. This question was very similar to what elders often asked about the younger generation. As the chief minister of the cabinet, Yang Shicong had nothing to do with him. Why did he suddenly ask this question? It seems that he was waiting for him specifically.

Xu Mingwu didn't know what to say, so he replied: "The officials don't understand, what is Yang Gong's 'future' mean?"

Yang Shicong smiled slightly and did not directly answer this question.

After a moment, he asked again: "You are not the legitimate son of the founding Duke and cannot inherit the title, but you are already ranked in the fourth-rank General Xuanwu at the age of nineteen. You are a talented person! Have you ever thought about what position you should hold when you are fifty or sixty?"

Xu Mingwu was silent and didn't say anything.

Yang Shicong looked at him and smiled and said, "Xiao Xu, you are young and promising, and your future is still a long way. You can't destroy your future because of the temptation in front of you. After all, the title of Prince Consort is only one level higher than that of the Count, and it is not as good as a Marquis..."

"This road has to be followed step by step, and it will be completed in one go. There will be no way out in the next few decades."

Xu Mingwu's eyes twitched, and he understood what Yang Shicong said. This old guy wanted to give up Princess Zhaoyang himself, otherwise there would be trouble!

Among them, there are many meanings that Yang Shicong wants to win over.

Xu Mingwu smiled: "The future of the officials is not to worry about Yang Ge Lao."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shicong's eyes sterned, then he quickly relaxed and said with a smile: "Xiao Xu, maybe you haven't understood it yet. Your Majesty doesn't seem to want you to be this prince consort."

After saying that, Yang Shicong smiled and left without any haste.

Xu Mingwu felt very complicated when he heard Yang Shicong's words. He silently stared at the bluestone bricks under his feet, breathing fast and slow.

...

The palace and back garden behind Kunning Palace are lush with lush trees, and their ancient cypress and vines are hundreds of years old, embellishing the garden with a lot of interest.

In the Yujing Pavilion, Princess Zhaoyang Zhu Zhiwei competed in pain.

She had learned that the previous dynasty was talking about the princess's marriage to Siam. After this incident, she found that her love for Xu Mingwu was so deep.

Zhu Zhiwei also knew that as Yang Shicong said, as long as he married himself, the benefits that the Ming Dynasty would receive would be immeasurable.

However, what I like is the unruly Xu Mingwu.

At this time, Zhu Zhiwei really wanted to be like the princess Kunxing, who was desperate for love and dared to choose the person she loved!

However, she thought of her identity and her father who had worked hard for the Ming Dynasty for half her life.

During the last Western Expedition, she saw with her own eyes that her father worked tirelessly to expand his territory for the sake of stability and stability of the border.

Facing a strong enemy and danger, the father is like a fearless brave man. Ning Yuan ignored his own safety and had to divide his troops to protect his children.

The land of the Ming Dynasty was hard-won. As a royal princess, why can't I sacrifice myself for the sake of the country?

Zhu Zhiwei convinced herself like this, but Xu Mingwu's face appeared in her mind and the scenes on the Datong Street in front of the imperial prison. Her tears suddenly came down.

At this moment, a majestic figure appeared in front of him, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Zhiwei."

Zhu Zhiwei looked up, was startled, wiped away her tears quickly, and stood up to salute: "Father..."

Zhu Cixuan walked a few steps and looked at her and asked softly: "Zhiwei, do you have a sweetheart?"

As soon as he asked, Zhu Zhiwei was shocked, her eyes were avoiding everywhere, and she replied timidly: "Father...I..."

Seeing her like this, Zhu Cilang was very clear and sighed, "You don't need to answer, your father knows."

Zhu Zhiwei sat in a dangerous position, lowered her head and bowed, not knowing what to do.

Zhu Cixuan patted her shoulder lightly, showed a smile, and said, "You are my daughter, I will never let you suffer."

"Father..."

Zhu Cilang said seriously: "No matter whether you have a sweetheart or not, my daughter, the princess of the Ming Dynasty, will never marry another country as a bargaining chip!"

Zhu Cilang is not Huang Taiji. In order to join the Mongolian alliance, he sent all his daughters. The daughters cried and were unwilling to send someone to send them.

Moreover, most princesses are only eleven or twelve years old, and the youngest is only ten years old, so they are given to Mongolians in their twenties as their wives.

"Father!"

Princess Zhaoyang couldn't help but shed tears again.

From childhood to adulthood, the father has always protected their brothers and sisters like a god. Even if they were concubines, he treated them equally.

Today, Princess Zhaoyang felt the responsibility of a great father even more strongly.

At this moment, she was glad that she was born in the imperial family of the Tianwu Dynasty.
Chapter completed!