Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

After all, seeing King Shangfeng in such a sensitive period is more likely to make people think.

Wei Zhongxian thinks our life is worth it!Serving two emperors of the Ming Dynasty, both emperors regarded themselves as confidantes, which was not easy.

Zhang Weixian didn't care much, he had the same thoughts as Emperor Chongzhen - now the horsemen of Daming can fight and fight hard, basically the same as the strong army at the founding of the country, and the guys in their hands are strong enough.

Not to mention that the Ryukyu Shang family wanted to be included, even if they didn't want to, as long as Emperor Chongzhen was determined to take Ryukyu, it would not be too difficult.

After all, it is enough to send the East China Sea Fleet over for an armed parade.

So Zhang Weixian didn't have any other ideas about Emperor Chongzhen summoning King Shangfeng to Beijing.

Wen Tiren bowed and said, "Your Majesty Qizuo, why don't you send a censor to Ryukyu as an envoy in the name of the prince's son?"

Emperor Chongzhen waved his hands indifferently and said: "No need, sending a censor may not be able to understand what I think, why not let Shangfeng come to the capital and let Zhongxian meet him first.

If Zhongxian can't agree with him, it's okay for me to see Shangfeng again. "

Of course it is possible to be warm and benevolent. The only problem is that I don’t know if I will be able to return to Ryukyu alive if I don’t talk about it.

Or how many days can I live after returning to Ryukyu.

But with such a wayward emperor, what can Wen Tiren do?Not only Wen Tiren, but the officials of the entire Ming Dynasty, what can they do?

Although Emperor Chongzhen was very reasonable most of the time, but he was shameless, whatever was reasonable or unreasonable, Emperor Chongzhen was always reasonable.

Chapter 472 King Shangfeng Enters Beijing

"Let go of me! Otherwise, you will definitely regret it!"

Xia Ezhe said that he didn't understand what the barbarian in front of him was screaming, and then turned his attention to Meng Fanxing, who was probably the most knowledgeable among them.

Meng Fanxing looked at Xia Ezhe with a confused face: "Why is Lord Hou looking at me like this?"

I don't like gays, I don't like masculinity, I only like girls with big breasts and fat buttocks, and I've always been respectful and insensitive to men, what do you mean by looking at me like this?

Xia Ezhe rubbed his hands together, and asked with a smile: "Brother Meng is after all a sage Meng, did you ever understand what this barbarian is talking about?"

Meng Fanxing expressed great admiration for Xia Ezhe's idea - whoever told you that a saint must be able to understand what the barbarians are saying?

As far as Mencius and his gang treat barbarians as saints, it's normal if they don't understand, okay?

When Meng Fanxing said that he couldn't understand what these barbarians were saying, Xia Ezhe had a headache, and Meng Fanxing, Wang Haojie, and Liu Hang also had a headache.

This guy's language is really weird, it's neither Chinese, nor the so-called Jurchen spoken by Jiannu, nor Korean, nor the language of Japanese slaves.

Although it sounds very similar to the words of Western barbarians, the pronunciation of the beeps is actually a headache.

After a few people threw the savages aside, they returned to the tent and started drinking.

Liu Hang said that it doesn't matter if we don't understand what the barbarians say, as long as the barbarians can recognize the knives in our hands.

Xia Ezhe was very curious, did he use a knife to direct them to work?

Liu Hang said with a smile: "One is to use a knife to direct them to work, and the other is to let them take the initiative to learn what we say, and those who can't learn will die. When I return to the pass another day, I will recruit a poor man who is willing to make a lot of money. Can't you just teach them?"

Meng Fanxing snorted coldly: "You mean poor when you say poor, why are you staring at me? Are you going to let me, poor, teach those savages?"

Wang Haojie said with a strange smile: "Beat him!"

Xia Ezhe smiled and said: "By the way, the people sent by His Majesty should be here soon, but I don't know if they have left the customs?"

On the bank of the Mian River, Liu Xingzhi tightened his robe and said after getting closer to the fire: "This bad weather is still the same as before. It's so hot during the day, but so cold at night?"

Liu Xingxian replied: "The further north you go, the more you will look like this. When you get to Nurgandusi, you don't know what kind of bird you will become. I guess it won't be hot during the day."

After putting down the wine glass in his hand, Liu Xingzuo said: "Xingxian and I are going to patrol the camp, you continue to drink first."

After patrolling halfway, Liu Xingxian opened his mouth and said, "Brother is unhappy?"

Liu Xingzuo said: "How can you be happy? From here, directly to the east is Shenyang, and Huangtai Jin's dog slave is in Shenyang City. I can't wait to kill him now!"

After a while, Liu Xingzuo breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Forget it, I still don't want these things. Let's finish our mission first. 60 soldiers and civilians are not so easy to deal with."

Tightening his robe, Liu Xingxian said, "That's not bad. In the Tianqi era, even Guangning Guard would not be safe, let alone the Mian River so close to Horqin."

Liu Xingzuo sneered and said, "Korqin? The current Horqin is like a wild dog with a broken leg, and he can't do much.

Even if Daming didn't focus on dealing with him, Hu Guogong would not make it easy for them, especially those tribes that were originally members of Ye He's nine tribes. "

While the two were talking, the entire camp had been patrolled to see that the moon was already in the middle of the sky, and the camp was still in full swing, wrestling and dancing, but no one left the gate to die. Seriously, Liu Xingzuo finally felt better.

Liu Xingxian smiled and said, "Look, it's still good to have no curfew at night?"

After humming, Liu Xingzuo said: "Your Majesty, seeing thousands of miles away, will naturally make the right decision. In the current situation, if there is a curfew, I don't know how many people will cry at night.

What to do then?Killed all?But now that they are like this, they don't have time to think about home, so they don't have to worry about anything. "

Liu Xingxian asked: "What should we do next? Go to Xiliaohe? Or go away from Pingwei?"

Liu Xingzuo said: "Go away from Pingwei, 60 soldiers and civilians crossing the river is a problem. Although Horqin is no longer in the climate, but if you really want to come out, it will be troublesome."

After a long sigh of relief, Liu Xingzuo said: "Let's go, go back and continue drinking, don't think so much for now."

Along the way, by the time Liu Xingzuo led tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians to Tamuchagbulak, snowflakes had already begun to flutter in the sky.

Then Liu Xingzuo looked at Xia Ezhe, Meng Fanxing and others in a daze, and then looked at the so-called prepared camp of these guys, he couldn't laugh or cry.

The camp is indeed a camp, even if it is stationed with 60 troops, it is enough, but this half Mongolian style and half Han style, but what the hell is a camp that is unqualified?

It would be fine if there were no enemies to attack the camp, but if someone came to attack the camp, it would be hard to say how long the camp would last—wouldn’t it be ridiculous to expect the sieve to block the water?

At this time, the land had already started to freeze. At this time, rebuilding the camp and digging the foundation of the city was basically just a dream.

However, Xia Ezhe said that it doesn't matter, not to mention that the land has not been completely frozen, even if it is completely frozen, it is not a problem-there is no shortage of coolies in this place, especially those wool slaves, who have enough hair and thick hair, and finally Suitable for working in winter.

Especially those female hair slaves, all of them have big arms and round waists, and they can stand up to a big log by themselves, which is no match for ordinary Ming people.

Xia Ezhe is more concerned about whether Liu Xingzuo has brought the poverty he wants.

Then Liu Xingzuo told Xia Ezhe that Daming is different every day now, the railway thing is being repaired quickly, and he is busy on the road, so he has no time to wait in Shanhaiguan for Sun Chengzong to make him poor.

However, Sun Chengzong also promised that as long as there are poor people who are willing to come here, they will definitely bring them here as soon as possible.

Just when Xia Ezhe was disappointed, Liu Xingzuo said that among the more than 60 people he brought with him, more than 20 were ordinary people and officials at all levels. If they speak human language, that is Xia Houye's own business.

Then Liu Xingzuo started to prepare for camping - at least this camp was unqualified, and basically had to be overthrown and restarted, and now it can only be said to make do with it for a while.

As the foundation was laid bit by bit, the time slowly came to the eighth year of Chongzhen.