Chapter 229 Just waiting for the Dongfeng

Yang Ling and Mou Bin were walking in the same car. Yang Ling asked sideways: "Brother Mou, is Shao Zhenfu now?"

Mou Bin nodded and said, "Fortunately, his body is not seriously injured, but he was imprisoned for no reason. He was a little angry. I gave Lao Shao a few days off to let him relax at home. Lord Yang, for the emperor, I am very afraid of the emperor's close ministers who are around him to make friends with foreign vassals. I will tell the emperor about this matter. Will the emperor really not care?"

Yang Ling shook his head and smiled, and said, "I have said that the emperor today has no intention and cannot be contemptuous. Besides, Liu Jin is deeply favored and will not be neglected because of this."

Mou Bin was a little disappointed and said dejectedly: "Since that's the case, it's better not to say this, so as not to offend King Ning for nothing."

Yang Ling's expression moved and hurriedly said, "No, since you have learned about this, please tell the emperor that you know it, otherwise it will be a serious crime sooner or later."

Mou Bin said in surprise: "Why is this?"

How could Yang Ling say that King Ning would rebel in the future? The Jinyiwei specializes in the vassal kings. The major cases of officials rebellion. Since they have already discovered suspicious actions but do not report to the emperor, they will settle them in the future. Everyone who knows the information will be guilty of accomplice with the rebels. He smiled vaguely and said, "The reason is not worth telling outsiders. You should know that Yang will never harm you. It is only a matter of offending a vassal king. If you don't say it, it will be very dangerous. At this time, you will know the result in the future. One day you will understand it."

Mou Bin nodded in confusion and said, "Okay, Mou will follow the arrangements of all the masters, and I will report to the emperor later."

In the leopard room, there was a gorgeously decorated but not solemn room. Emperor Zhengde leaned on the couch, and opposite him was a respectful old man with white beards. He saw his eyes sinking, with a bit of exotic colors, wearing a white robe and a unique hat. He turned out to be a Muslim Ah Fu.

Afu said respectfully: "Muhammad said to the believers, I will perform for everyone tomorrow, and you all come to see you. The next day, many people really came, and Mohammad shouted to the mountains: "Major mountains, come here!" The mountains did not move at all. Mohammad shouted again: "Major mountains, come here!" The mountains remained still. So Mohammad said: "Since the mountains cannot come, then I am the only one who passes."

Afu said: "The story of Mohammed tells us. Since we are unable to change the environment, we must change ourselves. Whether it is the mountain coming or I go, the results we achieve are the same, as long as we can let go."

Zhengde held back his smile and said, "Is it the same? Haha... Maybe the distance between them is the same, but why do I always feel strange?"

Afu said: "The emperor is rich in all over the world, but he still has things that he cannot change. With such an optimistic and open-minded attitude, he will not blind his mind..."

At this moment, a small yellow door quietly flashed in, wearing a big sheepskin coat, loose like a child, but holding a whisk in his hand. He looked inappropriate. He whispered in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Yang Ling, Mou Bin, and I asked for a meeting."

"Oh? Are they here?" Zhengde turned over and sat up, and said to the old man: "Let's retreat first."

The old man quickly stood up and bowed, quietly retreated. Zhengde said, "Hurry up and announce them to come in." Then he turned around and smiled at Gu Dayong, "I still can't understand. Muhammad can actually explain this. I ask you, what will happen if you go to the countryside to tell the people about how powerful you have, and recruit them as believers, and then one day you come here to do this, what will happen?"

Gu Dayong smiled and said, "Go back to the emperor. The old slave may be killed by the villagers with a fork, or he may be wanted by the government as a Maitreya cult. Anyway... If the old slave said this, at least he would have to be beaten up. Anyway, no one would still be convinced."

Zhengde laughed: "No wonder Muhammad was the messenger of Allah, who gave him the most amazing power: luck."

Yang Ling happened to come in from outside the door and heard the sound and continued: "The emperor is the envoy of heaven. The Emperor of Heaven has given the emperor the greatest power and power!"

Zhengde was very happy to see him and joked: "Is that right? How do I think of you as the charlatan who was given luck by Allah? The information sent by the factory guards these days, everyone in the officialdom said that you have a good career. Everyone in the market envy you for your endless blessings. I thought about it, well... you are indeed very lucky."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "After the emperor said, I feel that I have great blessings and great luck. My luck was given by the ancestors and the emperor. In this way, I am the blessed angel, and the emperor is the noble Allah."

Zhengde was even more happy when he said this, and said with a straight chest: "I just asked Ah Fu to give me a Muslim name, Shaji Bobo. Don't think it's ugly. It's very auspicious. Do you know what it means?"

Taking advantage of this skill, Mou Bin respectfully knelt down and said, "My Message Mou Bin, please see the Emperor."

Yang Ling then saved the ceremony and knelt down together. Zhengde said impatiently: "There are not so many rules when you arrive at the leopard room, so get up."

He returned to the table and sat down, glanced at Mou Bin, and asked, "Mu Qing came to see me, what's the point?"

Mou Bin said: "The transcripts and confessions of the criminals such as the emperor, Dai Xian, have been sorted out now. Because the emperor moved to the leopard room, I am afraid that I will be in trouble when I send them to the palace, so I personally sent them."

Zhengde laughed and said, "Dai Xian? Such a rambler has been sent home long ago. What's the point of these files? Put them aside first." As he said that, he took a memorial and waved to Yang Ling with great enthusiasm: "Yang Qing, come and see this memorial. It's very interesting. I laughed loudly."

Yang Ling was a little curious. Since the emperor allowed him to read, he was no longer polite. He went up to take it and took a closer look. It turned out that some famous people from Jiangxi reported that the Ning Palace was absurd and had been deposed and his son Zhu Chenhao succeeded to the throne. Now the old prince died after living in vain for many years. These literati reported that the Ning King was filial and had a report to recommend the emperor to commend him and give him a filial and honest man.

After watching for a long time, there was nothing funny about it. He couldn't help but say in surprise: "I am ignorant and can't see what's ridiculous. I'll ask the emperor for advice."

When he said this, Gu Dayong laughed out loud. Zhengde was stunned at first, then laughed loudly, pointing at Yang Ling and said, "Yang Qing is so smart that she is so confused for a while, haha, cute, so stupid and cute."

Yang Ling looked at Zhengde in a daze. Mou Bin didn't know the content of the memorial and looked at the king and his ministers strangely. Gu Dayong couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Yang, King Ning is a royal relative, why do people need to recommend it? Furthermore, the court commended some ordinary people with excellent character in order to gain more ways to win scholars. King Ning is a hereditary prince. He came to compete for fame with ordinary scholars who did not win the imperial examination, so the emperor found it funny."

Yang Ling then realized that he had a move in his heart and suddenly thought of a way to remind the emperor, so he smiled suddenly, "Shame. The emperor asked me to read the memorial, but I just said that there is something wrong with the wording and sentences, but I was negligent. Haha, yes. If the people are highly qualified and are recommended, the court can be awarded official positions, and officials are highly qualified and recommended. The emperor can be awarded an additional position. Prince Ning is the hereditary emperor of the kingdom. What did he ask for an approval? It was just joining in the fun, no wonder the emperor felt funny."

Zhengde's face changed and looked up at Yang Ling suddenly. He saw Yang Ling smiled very well, as if he was just heartless. He turned his eyes and thought about it before smiling relievedly, and said, "Since I ascended the throne, Uncle Ning Wang is the most desirable among the kings. All kinds of etiquette and gifts are never missed. I think Uncle Ning is so distraught. What kind of title of filial piety and honest is false. I want to ask for more great benefits from me to be true, but King Ning is in Jiangxi. He is already a hereditary prince. What else can I give him?"

Yang Ling shook his head and sighed. The emperor was young, and he would treat him well. After all, he could not recognize the greatness of it. Fortunately, he did not rashly point out that King Ning had a bad intention, otherwise the emperor would not accept it. If the news spread, it would make the kings panic, thinking that he, the number one celebrity in front of the imperial court, wanted to learn from Huang Cheng, who was in the time of Emperor Yunwen, to persuade the emperor to reduce the vassal states. That was the point of the whole country, and it would be difficult to die.

In fact, since he knew that King Ning would rebel, if he could play hard to get, he would agree to give him troops to encourage his ambitions to expand. He would expose his whereabouts earlier as a way to reduce his losses. However, he knew that King Ning would rebel without any explanation. So, who would understand his intentions when he helped him regain the Three Guards today? When King Ning rebelled in the future, he would be the first person to be liquidated.

After thinking about it, Yang Ling clearly had no way to reverse what he had predicted, and even if his words and deeds were a little bit different, he would be ruined and his family was in danger of his death. The emperor's family affairs were really a step-by-step microcomputer.

Yang Ling felt a little wet on his back and was secretly alert, but Mou Bin felt that this was an opportunity. If he took the opportunity to ask for information and the two of them were inscribed, he might take the opportunity to overthrow Liu Jin.

His status is different from Yang Ling. Even if he says it wrong, it will not cause turmoil in the government and the country. It is the previous step: "The emperor, the minister of the Jinyiwei, has heard some news and is about to report to the emperor."

Mou Bin picked up Liu Jin in various places, used his identity as an emperor to refuse to pay the goods and sent the central official Liang An to Beijing with huge gold, bribing all the ministers, especially bribing Liu Jin to restore the protection of the land, and said carefully. After hearing this, Zhengde suddenly said: "How could King Ning be so ridiculous? He even submitted a letter to ask for a title of filial piety and integrity. It turned out that this was his intention."

He sighed and said, "The bandits in Jiangxi are so great that even the royal palace cannot be at peace. Alas! The hereditary vassal king made him scared all day long because of the rat thieves. I am very uneasy. Yang Qing, what do you think if I promise to restore the three guards of Ning Wang?"

When Mou Bin heard this, he was disappointed and secretly admired Yang Ling. Yang Ling's judgment was indeed accurate. The emperor not only did not expect Liu Jin's actions to be harmful, but he even sympathized with King Ning, which was very convincing. Fortunately, Yang Ling's words were first, and what he said seemed to be a guide. Otherwise, if he was told by Liu Jin alone, a disaster would be coming.

When Yang Ling heard Zhengde's tone was loose, he was also shocked. He pondered for a moment and said, "Emperor, the bandits are severe. The troubles should not be the Ning Palace. However, the Ning Palace is restored to the three guards, but the only ones to protect the Ning Palace are the Ning Palace. What should I do if the local people are invaded? According to my opinion, I will not order the Jiangxi local area to strengthen the suppression, so that the Ning Palace and the people can ensure safety. In the past, I was eliminated from the guards of the kings, in order to prevent the troubles and the unburned state, so I thought it would not be easy to revive."

Zhengde was a little dissatisfied. He only had more than 10,000 troops to restore the three guards. What kind of chaos could be done? However, he neglected that the officers and soldiers of the garrison could eat empty salaries, and the vassal kings could naturally accumulate more private soldiers. As long as there were barracks allowed by the court, who could figure out how many soldiers there were inside.

However, since Yang Ling was so cautious, Zhengde said, "Forget it, let's put this matter aside. Yang Qing, how are you preparing for?"

Although Mou Bin is now his own person, he has not participated in the plan, so Yang Ling did not say it clearly and just responded vaguely: "Your Majesty, everything is ready now, and I only need the east wind. I have sent people to Jiangnan. I guess there will be news back in the past few days. Once the news arrives, the capital will be launched."

Zhengde said happily: "It's so good, so you will have free time in the past two days? Tomorrow the Empress "professional silkworms", please bring Miss Tang out and let her participate in "professional silkworms". Then I will take you to Jizhou. If you are still chilling today, let's go to Tangquan for a trip."

Yang Ling agreed, and the two chatted for a while. Jie Yuhua and the two girls ran in to look for the emperor with a smile. Mou Bin took the opportunity to say goodbye and leave. Yang Ling once sent someone to secretly monitor the sisters, but never saw any suspiciousness. They were with the emperor for so long. They had never seen any adverse actions against the emperor. They only said that King Ning offered this pair of beauties just to please Zhengde and confuse the king's heart, so their suspicion disappeared.

Seeing them coming in, Yang Ling was unable to stay, so he wanted to get up and say goodbye. He remembered what he promised Princess Yongchun and said casually: "Your Majesty, go to Jizhou for a trip. The day I went to Jin to meet the queen mother. The eldest princess and Princess Yongchun had talked to me. I was quite envious of the emperor's travel. The emperor went to Jizhou. Can the two princesses accompany you?"

When Jie Yu heard this, he said happily: "Your Majesty, you have been trapped in the leopard room these days. Jie Yu is really frustrated. Can you go to Jizhou to bring Jie Yu and his sister?"

Jieyu's skin is as bright as snow, and his face is melon-shaped. He has two thin eyebrows, curved and long. He wears a purple silk jacket and a white silk skirt. He covers the outer layer of gold and armor, and a pair of light yellow soft bow shoes, which makes him look charming. At this time, he is even more charming and silly.

She thought Zhengde would agree, but Zhengde waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, you can't go this time."

Zhengde said to Yang Ling: "I agree. Tomorrow, the 'scissels' work will be completed. I will ask Da Yong to go to Xuan Yumei. You and Miss Tang will accompany you, so let's go to Jizhou together."

Seeing that the emperor refused, Jie Yu couldn't help but pleat his cherry lips. Shame and calm, the phoenix eyes closed, Yingying stepped forward and grabbed Jie Yu's hand, and secretly pinched her palm, and said with a clever smile: "Sister, don't be arrogant because of favor. The emperor and Lord Yang may have something important to go on a trip."

As she said, her beautiful eyes swept over Zhengde's face, which was quite resentful and angry. Zhengde felt pity, pulled her pink arm, and hugged her slender waist. She screamed with shame, and her buttocks fell on Zhengde's legs. Zhengde "tsk" kissed her on her cheeks, and her pretty face turned red and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, Lord Yang is still here..."

Yang Ling coughed dryly and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I'm leaving." After saying that, he gave a gift, left the door, and turned around and left.

At this time, the shy flower had already struggled out of Zhengde's arms. She had made the white half-moon water wave that was pulled by Zhengde, bit her red lips and thought to herself: "Miss Tang? Who is this Miss Tang? When did the emperor meet? It seems... the emperor is very obsessed with her..."

Zhengde saw her uterine ribbons squirting with golden beads from her slender waist, biting her red lips slightly, narrowing her eyes slightly, looking at Yang Ling's back, feeling a little jealous, and pretending to say angrily: "Okay, what does it mean to look at Yang Shidu in a daze? Do I want me to give you to Yang Qing and fulfill your wishes?"

Xihua was startled and realized that the emperor had a wrong intention, so she actually ate jealous. She couldn't help but feel angry and funny. She quickly turned around and snuggled into Zhengde's arms, rubbed the tender and fragrant pink cheeks on Zhengde's cheeks, and said in a nickname: "Xihua only has the emperor in her heart. If the emperor is cruel to give Xihua, then he would rather die."

She grabbed Zhengde's hand and stuffed it into the crimson Bia. The hand pushed away the moon's white collar and sank under the strapless breast. The chest was covered with a soft and smooth smell on the tentacles. The gentleness in it was not the four words "enchanting".

Sha Hua moaned and her breathing became rapid. She wrapped her pink arms around Zhengde's neck and spoke to him. The starlight flashed in her eyes and asked in a delicate voice: "Master, who is Miss Tang you are talking about?"

Tang Yixian held her chin and sat on the stone railing by the pond. She looked at the melting pool water boredly, and her big eyes flashed in her mind. Yang Ling walked around the corner and couldn't help but smile when she saw her, "Xian'er, why are you sitting here alone? The weather is not warm yet, don't suffer from the wind and cold anymore."

Tang Yixian turned his head and saw that it was him. He couldn't help but jump off the railing happily. He ran over to hold his hand, pouted his mouth and said, "It's not Sister Wen Xin, I'm pricking the ground with silver needles. Although it doesn't hurt, it makes people really scared. I'm really afraid that her hand will make me stupid if she shakes her hand."

Looking at her cute and stupid appearance, Yang Ling couldn't help but feel warm. She patted her arm and said softly: "Xian'er, if you can't remember the past, you will leave your treasure memories for a long time in your life. Isn't that a regret? If you really want to be stupid, you won't be afraid. If you can't marry, you will support you for the rest of your life."

Tang Yixian rolled his eyes pretty at him and smiled angrily, "I don't want it, I'm stupid all day long. I can even drool and hate..."

When Yang Ling saw her making a face, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Wenxin is very arrogant about her medical skills. Don't let her hear this, otherwise she will inevitably make you suffer if you get angry. By the way, go back and clean up your clothes. Tomorrow is the period of the queen's "Silks" and the wives and concubines of officials above the fourth rank in Beijing, and the unmarried sisters and daughters of unmarried sisters will be participated. Then I will go to Jizhou. I know that you are the most active and take you to play."

Tang Yixian said happily: "Okay, sisters-in-law, are you going too?"

Yang Ling scraped the tip of her nose and said in a false voice: "I'm confused, my young mother is pregnant. Do I dare to let her get tired of carriage?"

Tang Yixian said, "Young mom and sister-in-law can't go. Where is Xue'er, Yu'er?"

Yang Ling sighed, "The little girl is ignorant, and the young mother cannot go. I will take Xue'er alone and Yu'er will feel comfortable when she goes out?"

After hearing this, Tang Yixian sighed and said, "Brother, it's really hard for you."

Yang Ling said guiltily: "Why... you... aren't you mocking me?"

Tang Yixian smiled and said, "Of course not." She sighed quietly, "When he was in the Dai Palace, the prince had twenty-three wives and concubines, but the Dai prince never had such concerns. He would like whoever he wanted, how could he care about who was sad and who was sad? People in high positions were worried about their career prospects all day long, and wives and concubines were just insignificant vassals. Who would care about it in their hearts?"

She glanced at Yang Ling with a pair of black and white apricot eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard that I have a sister-in-law in Jinling. Sister Wenxin also has a special liking for you. I think you are really a romantic seed. But I heard that my cousin is now having sex with two famous prostitutes in the capital. Sister Wenxin's face doesn't look very good. If you want to treat everyone equally, you should go and coax her first, hehe."

She backed her hands, jumped and took a few steps, and suddenly turned around, gently tapped her toes, and said with a slightly embarrassed look: "You go to Jizhou tomorrow, that... you want to take the guards, right?"

Yang Ling was stunned, suddenly realized something in his heart, and smiled in his eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, of course he has to take the guards."

Tang Yixian bit his lip and said, "Then... Xiao Huang is your personal soldier, will he go with you?"

Yang Ling's eyes were even more smiling, but he shook his head and said, "Is the Captain Huang... Actually, he is the guard of the great inner guard, the person around the emperor, he is not my personal soldier."

Tang Yixian was a little disappointed, and Yang Ling smiled and said, "But I went to Jizhou to accompany the Holy Lord. I think Captain Huang will definitely go with him. Why, do you want to see him?"

Tang Yixian's pretty face turned red and said shyly: "He brags to me at the same time to create a song "Kill Bian Le". I want to see how this guy is doing now."

Yang Ling laughed dryly. The emperor is busy killing the chicken now, and "Killing Bian Le" is probably still in the process of brewing.
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