General, please have some candy

Without Chongzhen's obsessive-compulsive disorder, I am not an authentic Zhu family, and I don't have the sense of heaviness of my ancestors. After putting all things in the hands of the cabinet, what I have to do is to take the direction of Canada, praise you, and accompany you You, thank you.

Gu Yue had a very relaxed and comfortable life.

Of course, he has his own mission, which is to be doubly good to the four upstarts. Like Concubine Yang's lychee, Gu Yue always carries small rewards, as big as a thick cloak, with the stage horses going to and from the border. , as small as two catties of haw jelly, these worthless things are blessed with the words "reward from the emperor", that is the great favor of the king to his subjects.

Gu Yue is very fortunate that he has played so many reliable and progressive emperors, otherwise, how could he have done this set of skills of controlling courtiers so well, haha.

The way the four upstarts wrote back to Shane is also very interesting.

Lu Xiangsheng's reply letter was also like him, cool and cool, every time it was four words "thank you, Your Majesty", cherish words like gold.

Hong Chengchou has the sweetest mouth. Every letter is two long pages. One page is thankful to the emperor, and the other page is advocating his military exploits. The most proud thing recently is to sneak attack a small leader of the rebel army in the middle of the night, naked/ Killed on the big kang.

Damn, one day you kill Li Zicheng on the big kang like this, I will feel at ease.

Sun Chuanting is a man of hard work, he only spoke a few official words, but his gift was very real, a jar of old Shanxi vinegar.

Gu Yue smelled it, I'll go, it's so sour!

On the contrary, Yuan Chonghuan's reply was the warmest. Like a big brother, he carefully told His Majesty to pay attention to food and safety, and to wear more clothes in the cold weather. In the end, he always reported good news but not bad news. Huang Taiji.

This Yuan Chonghuan, such a handsome Confucian general, why does he always talk big, hey!

Cao Huachun was a capable eunuch. He managed the Daming bank in a prosperous manner. Shiploads of goods traveled across the ocean, taking away the luxury goods from Daming, and exchanged them for white silver and advanced rare things.

Gu Yue was sitting in the study, playing with a telescope presented by Cao Huachun. These Western powers were more developed than my Ming Dynasty.

"As long as there are weapons and tools that Daming doesn't have, we need to change more. Go, give these things to the Equipment Department, develop them, mass-produce them, and distribute them to all armies." Gu Yue handed the telescope to Cao Huachun, and ordered.

The prince came to report, saying that Master Xu asked to see him. Gu Yue hurriedly stood up and greeted him. The energetic old man was flushed. When he saw the emperor coming out, he cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, it has been developed, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Prepare the car, prepare a softer cushion for Grand Master Xu." Gu Yue ordered the prince loudly, and personally supported the old man and walked out of the hall.

The prince, who was sweating profusely from running, finally took a cotton pad and quickly stuffed it under the old man's buttocks when the old man arrived in the carriage.

Seeing the old man with the gray beard thanking him a thousand times, Gu Yue felt very embarrassed. Respecting the old and loving the young is a fine tradition in China. I have understood it since I was three years old, okay?

Holding those old hands, Gu Yue looked up at the old man, and said in the tone of a grandson and grandpa: "Old Aiqing, you can live to be a hundred years old in good health, which is the greatest gratitude to me. gone."

Old Master Xu looked at the little emperor's clear eyes and was speechless, a drop of old tears fell on the back of Gu Yue's hand.

Gu Yue smiled, stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears for the old man, opened the curtain, smiled sweetly, and said briskly: "Look, the willows have sprouted, spring is here, old Aiqing, let's send it down The seeds should have been planted successfully, right?"

The old man finally relaxed and smiled kindly.

"Your Majesty, God bless me, Daming, the Northwest region has survived [-]%, while the Northeast region has almost survived."

"That's great. Coupled with the relief food distributed by the court, the common people can get through this year safely." Gu Yue clasped his hands together, his eyes filled with relief.

The old man's face sank, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Gu Yue had a bad feeling that something big was going to happen.Sure enough, the old man's face turned ashen, and he said bitterly: "But there are always a few black-hearted rats who embezzle the relief food without conscience, the court is tight on clothes and food, and the people have no food and no land and become refugees. Officials are beating Daming's bone and eating marrow, it's hateful!"

Hehehe, since it is delivered to your door, don't blame me for using you as a chicken to kill, and to anger the common people.

"Old Aiqing, don't worry, I have a way to let them eat and spit out as much as they eat, and they have to add some interest." Gu Yue patted the old man's hand.

Gu Yue beckoned, and the prince ran over in small steps.

"Arrange Jinyiwei to stand in the front. I want to patrol the northwest in micro-clothes."

Old Master Xu turned pale with fright, and quickly dissuaded him, the emperor has a body of ten thousand gold, so don't put yourself in danger.

"Old Aiqing, don't worry, the emperor has his own destiny. I also know that there are serious party disputes in the court. I am afraid that whoever is sent as an imperial envoy will not be able to be as fair as I am."

Mr. Xu's face was very complicated, as if he was at war between heaven and man.But the carriage stopped at the right time, and the prince's slender voice came: "Long Live Lord, we have arrived."

This is a big house in the suburbs. There is only time to build a few rows of houses, and the garden has not yet been repaired. It may be left by an official who committed a crime in the previous dynasty, but it is very suitable as a firearms factory.

Standing in front of the door were eight Westerners wearing official uniforms of the Ming Dynasty. When they saw the royal carriage stop, they looked over curiously.

A handsome and upright young man jumped out of the carriage first, stretched out his hand, and helped down an old man in his sixties. The eight of them continued to look at the carriage anxiously, waiting for the old man to help down the emperor of Ming Dynasty.

But what was strange was that Mr. Xu held the young master's hand and walked straight over. The eight of them were stunned for a while before turning around and looking at the young master curiously.

The young man also looked at them curiously, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

In fact, it was very hard for Gu Yue to hold back his laughter. When he saw these foreigners with white or black complexion, wearing bright red official robes of the Ming Dynasty, he always had a weird feeling of a monkey wearing a crown.

But this is the introduction of international friends, the technical talents of the modern artillery/artillery military of the Ming Dynasty, and they must be treated with courtesy, absolutely.

Remembering that I have also participated in international film festivals, the foreigners I met were all extroverted, hearty and generous, so I let go of my uncomfortable mouth and let out a loud laugh.

The eight international friends stared at the young man who looked up to the sky and smiled in surprise, and turned to Mr. Xu for help with puzzled eyes.

"This is indeed the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, please pay your respects quickly." Although Mr. Xu didn't understand why the emperor suddenly went mad, he did his best to maintain the dignity of the emperor.

However, Gu Yue was thinking about how to salute these few friends so that he would appear cordial and natural, bumping his chest like buddies?It's a bit too open, but you can't just say it without courtesy like you do with Orientals.

Seeing the four crappy hands bent over, Gu Yue smiled, stepped forward, stretched out his fist, one by one, gave them a sweet little fist on their strong chest, and said in a very foreign way A greeting: "how you are".

The eight foreigners still stared at him, not quite understanding what the little emperor, who was speaking birdsong and waving his little pink fist, wanted to do.

Gu Yue, who failed to get a warm hug, later thought of these eight international friends, four Portuguese, two Luzonese, and two Indians.

The flag of the Empire on which the sun never sets has not yet been planted all over the world, and English is not yet the first language commonly used in the world.

"Welcome to my Daming, thank you for your contribution to my Daming." Gu Yue tried to speak Chinese while asking for directions.

"Long Live Lord, you don't have to be polite. It's an honor to be appreciated by the Lord Long Live Master. I will bow to Daming before I die." The handsome blond guy in the middle arched his hands and smiled without showing four teeth. He speaks fluent Chinese in a down-to-earth manner and with great literary talent.

"Haha, hahaha, dear friends, please?" The Oriental Emperor Gu Yue, who laughed heartily, led a group of handsome Western men with toothless smiles to the courtyard.

Looking at more than a dozen red cannons, Gu Yue's waist felt a lot stiffer, and he gave the foreigner a thumbs up while visiting.

That handsome Portuguese guy named Lu Ruohan spoke fluent plain text, and introduced the simple principles of cannons and several improvements to the emperor with wit and humor. Gu Yue was very good at focusing on the key points. When it was more gorgeous, he stopped it decisively. He said in a very Western tone: "Your Excellency, I only want it to be simple and practical, mass-produced, as long as it can shoot far and powerful, and the uglier the better."

"Your Majesty is wise, there is such an emperor in Ming Dynasty, ZTE is imminent." This Lu Ruohan followed Gu Yue's example and gave a thumbs up.

Hey, this foreigner, flattering is also very dodgy, and he also understands the current situation very well.

Looking up at the sky, Gu Yue suddenly wanted to know what kind of Western food these foreigners ate, and he hadn't eaten it for a long time, so he missed it a bit, so he proposed to see their food.

Lu Ruohan led Gu Yue towards a big house with great interest, and talked about the styles of Beijing's various dishes along the way. The more Gu Yue listened to it, the more he felt bad. After that, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Kung Pao chicken, fried sea cucumber with scallions, fish-flavored shredded pork, pearl ball soup, Pei Cui white jade thick soup... Sure enough, foodies know no boundaries.

Lu Ruohan approached with a smile and shared a little secret with him.

"Actually, I agreed to come to Daming in order to be able to eat authentic Chinese food."

The corner of Gu Yue’s mouth twitched. N years later, you Western powers invaded China with opium/pills. Now, should I invade you with delicious food first?How many Peking Ducks will you put on the big ship going to the West?

Exchange food for cannons, think about which ruler in the western continent is good at this?

Lu Ruohan scalded the wine with a small blue and white porcelain wine glass, and the fan who tasted it must have been aged for more than five years.

Enough drinking, don't get me wrong.