Yang Ling and Mou Bin traveled together in the same carriage. Yang Ling leaned sideways and asked, "Brother Mou, how is Mayor Shao?"
Mou Bin nodded and said, "Fortunately, his health is not too bad. It's just that he was imprisoned for no reason and his heart is still angry. I gave Old Shao a few days off to let him relax at home. Mr. Yang, as an emperor, he is very afraid of his close officials making friends with foreign vassal states. I will report this matter to His Majesty, will His Majesty really not mind? "
Yang Ling shook his head with a smile and said, "I have already said that the current Emperor is not scheming and cannot be judged by common sense. Besides, Liu Jin is deeply favored and will not be neglected because of this."
Mou Bin was somewhat disappointed and dejectedly said, "If that's the case, let's not talk about this matter, lest we offend King Ning for no reason."
Yang Ling's expression changed and hurriedly said, "No, since you have already found out about this matter, you must tell His Majesty, otherwise sooner or later it will be a big crime."
Mou Bin was surprised and asked, "Why is that?"
How could Yang Ling say that King Ning will rebel in the future? The Imperial Bodyguard specializes in dealing with rebellions of vassal states and officials. Since they have found out about this suspicious action but did not report it to His Majesty, in the future when the matter is settled, anyone who knows about it will be guilty of conspiring with the rebels. He vaguely smiled and said, "The reason behind this matter is not to be told to outsiders. Daren should know that Yang will not harm you. If I say it, I will only offend a vassal state, but if I do not say it, it will be very dangerous. Now is the cause, in the future you will know the result. One day you will understand."
Mou Bin nodded in confusion and said, "All right, I will listen to Daren's arrangements and report to His Majesty later."
Inside the Leopard Room, a room decorated magnificently but not neat enough, Zheng De Emperor reclined on a couch, opposite him sat a very respectful white-bearded old man. Looking at his sunken eyes, there was a tinge of exotic color, dressed in a white robe and a unique hat, it was actually Ahri of the Muslim Sect.
Ahmad respectfully said, "Muhammad said to his followers that tomorrow I will perform moving mountains and overturning seas for everyone, you all should come and watch. The next day many people came, and Mohammed shouted to Dashan, "Dashan, come here!" Dashan did not move. Mahomet called again, 'Dashan, come here!' Dashan did not move. Then Muhammad said, 'Since the mountains will not come, I will go.' "
Ah Qi said, "Muhammad's story is telling us that since we are powerless to change the environment, we have to change ourselves. Whether Shan Lai or I go, the result is the same, as long as we can let it go! "
Zhengde held back his laughter and said, "Is it the same? Hehe … Perhaps the distance between us is the same, but why do I keep having this strange feeling? "
"Your Majesty is wealthy, but there are also things that you are powerless to change. With such a philosophical and open-minded attitude, you won't be blinded by your own intelligence …"
At this moment, a small yellow door quietly flashed in. He was wearing a large sheepskin coat that was loose like a child's, but he held a horsetail whisk in his hand. He looked neither fish nor fowl. He said in a low voice, "Reporting to Your Majesty, Yang Ling and Mou Bin request an audience."
"Oh? They're here? "Zhengde sat up and said to the old man," You may leave first. "
The old man hurriedly bowed and quietly left. Zhengde said, "Quickly summon them in." He then turned to Gu Daeyong and said with a smile, "I still don't understand how Muhammad could explain it like this. Let me ask you, if you go to the village and tell the people about your supernatural powers, and recruit them to become your believers, and then one day you do something like this, what will happen?"
Gu Daeyong smiled apologetically and said, "Your Majesty, the Old Slave might be stabbed to death by the villagers with a manure fork, or he might be treated as a member of the Maitreya Cult and be wanted by the government. In any case … if the Old Slave were to say such things, he would at least be beaten up. In any case, no one would still be willing to accept him."
Zhengde laughed heartily, "No wonder Muhammad is the messenger of Allah. Allah has bestowed upon him an amazing power: luck."
Yang Ling just happened to come in from outside the door. Hearing this, he said, "Your Majesty is the messenger of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven has bestowed upon Your Majesty the greatest power and authority!"
Zhengde was very happy to see him and teased, "Is that so? Why do I feel that you're like a swindler who has been bestowed luck by Allah? These few days, according to the reports sent by the guards, everyone in the officialdom is saying that you're successful in your career, and everyone in the marketplace is envious of your boundless luck with women. Zhen thought about it, hmm … you're indeed very lucky. "
Yang Ling said with a smile, "Hearing Your Majesty's words, this subject also feels that my luck is boundless and that I'm very lucky. This subject's luck was bestowed upon me by the late Emperor and Your Majesty. In other words, this subject is an angel who has been blessed, and Your Majesty is the high and mighty Allah. "
Hearing this, Zhengde was even happier. Puffing out his chest, he said, "Just now, zhen asked Ah Zu to give zhen a Muslim name, called Sha Ji Ao Tu. Don't think it sounds bad, it's very auspicious. Do you know what it means?"
Taking advantage of this time, Mou Bin respectfully knelt down and said, "This subject Mou Bin greets Your Majesty."
Only now did Yang Ling remember that he had forgotten to greet and hurriedly knelt down as well. Zhengde said impatiently, "There aren't so many rules in the Leopard Room. Everyone, get up."
He returned to the table and sat down. Glancing at Mou Bin, he asked, "Minister Mou, what's the matter for you to come to see zhen?"
Mou Bin said, "Your Majesty, the records and confessions of Dai Xian and the other guilty subjects have been sorted out. Because Your Majesty has moved to the Leopard Room, this subject is afraid that it might be lost in the palace, so I've personally come to deliver it."
Zhengde laughed in spite of himself, "Dai Xian? That talkative fellow has long been sent home. What's the big deal about these files? Just put them aside first. " As he said this, he took a memorial and waved to Yang Ling in high spirits, saying, "Minister Yang, come and take a look at this memorial. It's very interesting. Zhen couldn't stop laughing after reading it."
Yang Ling was somewhat curious. Since the Emperor allowed him to read it, he was no longer polite. He stepped forward to take it and read it carefully. It was actually a joint memorial by some of Jiangxi's officials. It turned out that King Ning's residence was absurd and incompetent. His title of nobility had been stripped and his son Zhu Chenhao succeeded the throne. Now this old Wangye had died after living in seclusion for many years. These scholars said that King Ning's filial piety was exemplary. They wrote a memorial to recommend that the Emperor commend him and confer him the title of Xiaolian.
Yang Ling looked at it for a long time but did not find anything funny. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "This official is ignorant and cannot see what is so funny. Your Majesty, please enlighten me."
As soon as he said this, Gu Daeyong, who was standing at the side, burst out laughing. Zhengde was startled at first, but then he held his belly and laughed. Pointing to Yang Ling, he said, "Minister Yang is really smart all his life, but muddled this time. Ha ha, cute, really silly and cute."
Yang Ling stared blankly at Zhengde. Mou Bin did not know the contents of the memorial and also looked strangely at this pair of ruler and minister. Gu Daeyong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Mr Yang, King Ning is a relative of the royal family. Why do we need the commoners to come out and recommend him? Moreover, the Imperial Court commends the commoners who are of good character. This is to give them another path to become an official. King Ning is a hereditary Prince, yet he is here to fight with the commoners who failed to pass the Imperial Examinations. This is why Your Majesty finds it funny. "
Only then did Yang Ling understand. His heart stirred and he suddenly thought of a way to remind the Emperor. He pretended to be enlightened and laughed, "I am ashamed, I am ashamed. Your Majesty asked me to look at the memorial. I only thought that there was something wrong with the wording. Hehe, that's right. If the commoners are of good character and are recommended, the Imperial Court can confer him an official position. If the officials are of good character and are recommended, Your Majesty can promote them. King Ning is a hereditary Prince, why would he want to be recommended? He is just joining in the fun. No wonder Your Majesty found it funny. "
Upon hearing this, Zhengde's expression changed. He suddenly raised his head to look at Yang Ling, only to see Yang Ling smiling wholeheartedly, as if he had said it unintentionally. He turned his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Ever since I ascended the throne, among all the princes, Uncle King Ning has always been the most attentive to me. During the New Year celebrations, he has never missed out on any gifts. I think that Uncle King Ning's reason for asking for the title of filial piety is just an excuse. What he really wants from me is more benefits. However, King Ning is in control of Jiangxi and is already a hereditary Prince. What else can I give him?"
Yang Ling shook his head and sighed. The Emperor was young. Whoever treated him well, he would treat them well. In the end, he still could not understand the severity of the situation. Fortunately, he did not rashly point out that King Ning had ill intentions. Otherwise, the Emperor would not believe it. When the news spread, it would cause the other princes to panic. They would think that he, the most popular person in front of the Emperor, was going to be like Huang Cheng when he was the Emperor and persuade the Emperor to remove the vassals. That would be the censure of the entire country. It would be hard for him not to die.
In fact, since he knew that King Ning would rebel, if he could loosen the reins only to grasp them better, promise to give him troops to inflate his ambitions and expose his whereabouts earlier, it would be a way to reduce the losses. However, he knew that the news of King Ning's rebellion could not be spread to others. Who would understand his intentions if he helped him regain the Three Guards today? In the future, when King Ning rebelled, he, who supported his restoration of the Three Guards, would be the first person to be dealt with.
After Yang Ling thought about it, there was no way to reverse the events that he had clearly foreseen. In fact, if his words and actions were the slightest bit off, he would be in danger of losing his reputation and his family being ruined. The Emperor's family matters were really complicated.
Yang Ling's back was slightly damp and he was secretly on guard. Mou Bin, on the other hand, felt that this was an opportunity. If he took the opportunity to bring up the information he had obtained, the two sides would be in sync. Perhaps he could take the opportunity to bring down Liu Jin.
His position was different from Yang Ling's. Even if he said something wrong, it would not cause unrest in the court. He stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, this subject's duty as an Imperial Bodyguard has heard some news and was about to report it to Your Majesty."
Mou Bin recounted in detail how Liu Jin had purchased goods from various places, how he had used his status as an Imperial envoy to refuse to pay for the goods, and how he had sent Zhongguan Liang An to the capital with a huge sum of money to bribe all the officials, especially Liu Jin, in exchange for the restoration of the Imperial Bodyguard. After listening, Zhengde was suddenly enlightened. He said: "I was wondering why King Ning would be so absurd as to send people to submit a petition to be conferred the title of Xiao Lian. So this is his intention."
He sighed and said: "The bandits in Jiangxi are so terrible that even the Prince's mansion cannot be at peace. Ai! A dignified hereditary vassal king has to live in fear all day because of the rat thieves. I am very uneasy. Subject Yang, if I agree to restore King Ning's Three Guards, what do you think? "
As soon as Mou Bin heard this, he was greatly disappointed. At the same time, he secretly admired Yang Ling. Yang Ling's judgement was indeed accurate. Not only did the Emperor not think about the danger of Liu Jin's actions, he even sympathized with King Ning and had the intention to allow it. Fortunately, with Yang Ling's words first, the matter he spoke of seemed to have come out of his mouth. Otherwise, if he presented the memorial alone and Liu Jin found out about it, a great disaster would befall him.
Yang Ling heard Zhengde's tone soften and was startled. He was silent for a moment before he said: "Your Majesty, the bandits are serious and the disturbance is not limited to King Ning's mansion. King Ning's Three Guards will only protect King Ning's mansion. What about the local commoners who are being harassed? In this subject's opinion, it would be better to order the Jiangxi area to strengthen the suppression. This way, the King Ning's mansion and the commoners will be safe. In the past, the removal of the King's Guards was to prevent future trouble. Therefore, this subject believes that it cannot be easily restored. "
Zhengde was somewhat disapproving. Restoring the Three Guards would only have a little more than ten thousand soldiers and horses. What kind of chaos could they cause? He had neglected that the guards could take advantage of the lack of pay and the vassal kings could naturally have more private soldiers. As long as the court allowed the establishment of barracks, then who would know how many soldiers there were inside?
But since Yang Ling was so cautious, Zhengde said: "Forget it, let's put this matter aside for the time being. Subject Yang, how are your preparations? "
Although Mou Bin was now one of them, he did not participate in the plan after all. Therefore, Yang Ling did not say it clearly, only vaguely replying: "Your Majesty, everything is ready, only the east wind is missing. This subject has already sent people to Jiangnan. I estimate that there will be news sent back in the next few days. Once the news arrives, the capital can move. "
Zhengde happily said: "That's very good. Then there will be free time in the next two days? Tomorrow, the Empress will be 'kissing silkworms'. Bring Miss Tang out and let her also participate in the 'kissing silkworms'. Afterwards, zhen will take you to Ji Province. Right now, the weather is still cold. Let's go to the hot spring to play. "
Yang Ling agreed. The two chatted for a while. Jieyu and Bashful Flower, two young ladies, ran in with smiles to find the Emperor. Mou Bin took the opportunity to bid farewell and left. Yang Ling had sent people to secretly monitor these two sisters but did not find anything suspicious. They had been by the Emperor's side for so long and had not done anything unfavorable to the Emperor. They only thought that King Ning had presented these two beauties to curry favor with Zhengde and confuse him, so their suspicions were secretly dispelled.
Seeing them come in, Yang Ling did not want to stay and wanted to leave. He remembered what he had promised Princess Yongchun and said casually: "Your Majesty, going to Ji Province to play is not far. The other day when this subject went to the palace to see the Empress Dowager, Eldest Princess and Her Highness Princess Yongchun had a conversation with this subject. They were quite envious of Your Majesty's travel. Your Majesty is going to Ji Province. Can you let the two Princesses accompany you?"
Hearing this, Jieyu happily said: "Your Majesty, these days we have been trapped in the Leopard Room. Jieyu is feeling bored. Can you bring Jieyu and my sister to Ji Province?"
Jieyu's skin was as white as snow, her face was oval, her eyebrows curved and long. She was wearing a purple silk jacket, a white silk skirt, a golden bier, and a pair of light yellow soft bow shoes. She looked very charming. Now that she was begging with such a soft voice, she looked indescribably charming.
She had thought that Zhengde would agree, but unexpectedly, Zhengde repeatedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, you can't go this time."
Zhengde said to Yang Ling: "We agree. Tomorrow, after the 'silkworm' matter is over, we will send Da Yong to summon Yu Mei. You and Miss Tang will go together to Ji Province."
Seeing that the Emperor did not agree, Jieyu could not help but pout her cherry lips. Shyflower was a calm person. Her phoenix eyes shone and she had already stepped forward to take Jieyu's hand. She secretly squeezed her palm and said with a sweet smile: "Meizi, don't be arrogant because you are favored. Perhaps there is something important that His Majesty and Mister Yang are going out."
As she spoke, her beautiful eyes swept across Zheng De's face with a hint of resentment and rebuke. Zhengde felt pity for her and pulled her arm, taking the opportunity to wrap his arms around her slender waist. Shyflower let out a cry and her perky bottom fell onto Zhengde's lap. Zhengde kissed her cheek and she couldn't help but blush. She said coquettishly, "Your Majesty, Mister Yang is still here …"
Yang Ling coughed dryly and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this humble subject will take his leave." He then bowed and left the room.
Shyflower had already struggled out of Zhengde's embrace. She adjusted her white crescents that had been pulled askew by Zhengde. She bit her red lips and thought to herself: "Miss Tang? Who is this Miss Tang? When did His Majesty meet her? It seems … His Majesty is very infatuated with her … "
Zhengde saw that she was twirling the gold beaded strand around her slender waist, biting her red lips and narrowing her phoenix eyes as she stared at Yang Ling's back in a daze. He couldn't help feeling slightly jealous. He pretended to be angry and said: "You, why are you staring at Yang so infatuatedly? Do you want zhen to bestow you to Official Yang and satisfy your desires? "
Shyflower jumped in fright. Only now did she realize that His Majesty had misunderstood and was actually jealous. She couldn't help feeling angry and amused at the same time. She hurriedly turned around and snuggled into Zhengde's embrace. She caressed Zhengde's face with her soft and fragrant cheeks. She said in a sweet voice: "Shyflower only has Your Majesty in her heart. If Your Majesty is cruel enough to bestow Shyflower to someone else, I would rather die."
She grabbed Zheng De's hand and stuffed it into the crimson bikini. Her hand smoothly pushed aside the moon white collar and sank into the undergarment. Her breasts were soft and supple to the touch. The gentleness within could not be described with the words' soul-stirring '.
Shyflower moaned and her breathing quickened. She wrapped her arms around Zhengde's neck and kissed him. Her eyes sparkled as she asked: "Your Majesty, this Miss Tang you speak of, who is she?"
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Tang Yixian propped up her chin and sat on the stone railing by the pond. She looked at the melting water in boredom, her large eyes blinking in a daze. Yang Ling walked around the corner and saw her. He couldn't help smiling: "Xian 'er, why are you sitting here alone? The weather isn't warm yet, don't catch a cold."
Tang YiXian turned her head and saw it was him. She couldn't help but happily jumped down from the railing and ran over to hold his hand. She pouted and said, "Isn't it because of WenXin jiejie, using silver needles to prick and prick. Although it doesn't hurt, but it really makes people scared. I was really afraid that if her hand shook, I would be pricked silly."
Seeing her innocent look, Yang Ling's heart warmed. He patted her arm and said gently: "Xian 'er, you can't remember the past. That means you've lost a long period of precious memories in your life. Isn't that a kind of regret? Don't be afraid if you become stupid. If you become stupid and can't get married, ge will take care of you for the rest of your life. "
Tang Yixian rolled her eyes at him and said with a smile: "I don't want it. You're stupid all day and drool. Hateful …"
Yang Ling saw her make a face and couldn't help laughing. He said: "Wen Xin is very proud of her medical skills. Don't let her hear what you said. Otherwise, if she gets angry, you will inevitably suffer. Oh right, go back and pack your clothes. Tomorrow is the Empress' 'silkworm marriage'. The wives and concubines, unmarried sisters and daughters of the officials of the fourth rank and above have to attend. After that, I'm going to Ji Zhou. I know you're the most active so I'll take you to play. "
Tang Yixian said excitedly: "Okay, are the sisters-in-law going too?"
Yang Ling scratched the tip of her nose and pretended to be annoyed: "Silly. Young-niang is pregnant. Do I dare to let her travel?"
Tang Yixian said: "If Young-niang sister-in-law can't go, then what about Cher and Yu 'er?"
Yang Ling sighed: "The little girl doesn't understand. Young-niang can't go. If I take Cher and Yu 'er alone, will she feel comfortable?"
Hearing this, Tang Yixian also sighed: "Ge, it's really hard on you."
Yang Ling said with a bit of a guilty conscience: "What … you … you're not mocking me?"
Tang Yixian said with a smile: "Of course not." She sighed faintly: "In the Acting King's Fu, Wang Ye had twenty-three wives and concubines. But the Acting King Ye never had such scruples. He liked whoever he wanted. Why would he care about who was sad and who was sad? People in high positions worry all day about their careers. Wives and concubines are just insignificant appendages. Who would care about them? "
She used a pair of almond-shaped eyes to glance at Yang Ling. She said with a slight smile: "I heard that I have a sister-in-law in Jin Ling. Wen Xin jiejie also has a special liking for you. I think you are really a romantic type. But I heard that Biaoge is having a good time with two famous prostitutes in the capital. Wen Xin jiejie's expression doesn't look too good. If you want to treat everyone equally, you should go and coax her first. Hey, hey. "
She put her hands behind her back and skipped a few steps. Suddenly she turned back and the tip of her small feet lightly touched the ground. Her face was slightly surprised as she said: "Tomorrow you are going to Ji Zhou. That … you are going to bring bodyguards, right?"
Yang Ling was startled. He suddenly understood something. His eyes unconsciously revealed a smile. He nodded and said: "Yes, of course I will bring bodyguards."
Tang Yixian bit her lip and then said: "Then … Xiao Huang is your bodyguard. Will he go with you?"
The smile in Yang Ling's eyes became even brighter. He shook his head and said: "Huang Xiaolong … is actually a bodyguard of the Imperial Palace, someone by His Majesty's side. He is not my bodyguard."
Tang Yixian was a bit disappointed. Yang Ling smiled again and said: "But I am going to Ji Zhou to accompany His Majesty. I think that Huang Xiaolong will definitely go with me. What, do you want to see him?"
Tang Yixian's face blushed and she said with slight embarrassment: "At Datong, he bragged to me that he was going to compose a song, 'Killing Border Joy'. I want to see how that fellow is doing."
Yang Ling gave a hollow laugh. The Emperor was currently busy with horse slaughter. 'Killing Border Joy' was probably still in the process of being brewed.
From the looks of it, the little girl really did have a good impression of the Emperor. He just didn't know what she would think when she understood the Emperor's identity. For now … he would take one step at a time.
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