I am the king of the dead

"This time, in the martial arts hall of the capital, all the benefactors and honorable ones have worked hard, but... His Majesty also knows that before the release of Ma Nanshan, each family and school did not practice martial arts for a long time. I am really afraid that they will compete with each other. But that group of fierce soldiers."

Zhang Fu and Zhang Fu came this time not only for the inheritance of the British Gong Enyin, but also on behalf of their relatives.

Zhang Mao was still young, so they were naturally the talkers of the British government, and almost all the dignitaries were watching them, so they naturally wanted to check on His Majesty.

Zhu Qiyu first said sternly: "I see the slackness of the military equipment, I am heartbroken, five days of practice, one day is not enough! Riding a horse for a mile, the horse is startled."

"Is this the nobleman of our Ming Dynasty?"

"Lying on the merits of my ancestors, I don't think about making progress, and I gamble and play prostitutes all day long."

"Could it be that all the battles in the world are finished with Emperor Taizong Wen? Are all the meritorious deeds in the world finished with Emperor Taizong Wen?"

"I still feel that the battles of the past were all finished by the ancestors, so there is no need to fight now?"

"Your relatives are the thighs of the royal family! You are dead! Can the world get better?"

What Zhu Qiyu was talking about was a reality. In the battle of Tumubao, most of the Dudu Mansion of the Five Armies of the Ming Dynasty was lost. The military power was temporarily handed over to the Ministry of War. Yu Qian didn't even think about holding the military power. After the battle of the capital, he went directly to outside the mountain. Kyushu inspection.

However, the relatives of the Protectorate of the Five Armies were unable to make up for these missing members. Even the two in front of them, Zhang Fu and Zhang Fu, the heads of the relatives, never once mentioned that they wanted to take back the control of the Beijing camp.

All you want is privilege, not responsibility.

Zhu Qizhen is still in the north, and the Wala people won't win once, and they may even come twice.

The Wala people may make a comeback at any time, and these disciples of the Xun Qi knew that they were afraid that they did not have Yu Qian's ability, so they didn't mention it at all.

Don't be angry!

In order not to let the military power fall aside, Zhu Qiyu set up the capital lecture hall, and finally held the appointment and dismissal of the generals in his own hands.

Now the two found the emperor late at night, so that he could open the back door for them in the evaluation of the martial arts lecture hall in the capital!

Of course Zhu Qiyu was furious.

"Your Majesty, appease your anger." Zhang Wei and Zhang Fu hurriedly said, but they didn't know what to say other than the two words, appease your anger.

Zhu Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief, his face softened a little and he said: "Okay! If you can't pass the exam, you can stay in the next class and continue the exam. When will you pass and when will you finish?"

Easier entry and stricter exit are the standards that the Jingshi Lecture Hall must implement after both lists are approved.

The generals are raging, you can't take the lives of the sergeants and train them.

What should I do if I don't pass the school exam?

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En!" Zhang Fu and Zhang Fu were overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked him.

Zhu Qiyu regained a little bit of sternness, and said with a bit of warning: "If there is nothing wrong, then step back first!"

"You go back and urge them to be good students. Repeating a grade is not an honorable thing."

"I want to write big characters and stick it in front of the gate of the martial arts hall! Let everyone in the capital see it! Whose son is so unbelievable!"

"The ministers will leave." Zhang Fu and Zhang Fu hurriedly saluted and left.

Just out of the gate of Prince Yi's mansion, the two of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

Repeating a grade saves face, but it will lose face!In particular, it must be posted in front of the lecture hall.

"If this is repeated, I'm afraid it will become the laughing stock of the entire Beijing city!" Zhang Min sighed.

But Zhang Fu shook his head and said, "That's better than throwing your head to Yibei."

Zhang Yu froze for a moment, then nodded in a sense of loss. His elder brother who had been a soldier and horse, the British Duke Zhang Fu who had fought for his country all his life, could not find even his bones.

Zhu Qiyu was sitting in the study, and the stubbornness of the relatives also started from the orthodox dynasty.

Your emperor doesn't inspect military horses every day, so human nature is naturally lazy. You don't care about your family's country, your family's Beijing camp, and let an eunuch replace it.

It is natural to have a model to learn from the top to the bottom.

Restoring the Beijing camp is not just a few words. In addition to restoring the drill level of the sergeants, it is natural to restore the generals of the Ming army and restore the organization.

Zhu Qiyu went to the capital camp every day, every day, and hoped that the relatives would also grow up with some ambition.

"Your Majesty, the hot water is ready." Seeing the two governors leaving, Xing'an hurried in and bowed his head.

"Well, good." Zhu Qiyu stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

There are various kinds of bath beans on the plate, one of which is mixed with sulfur. Although it has a slightly pungent smell, it can effectively kill bacteria, fungi, mold, and mites.

Just using it twice a month can prevent many skin diseases, inhibit sebum secretion, and reduce acne and acne.

The faint fragrance on Wang Meilin's body was the smell of bath beans.

This can be regarded as Zhu Qiyu's little invention. Sulfur is very common, and it doesn't need too much when mixed into bath beans. It can indeed greatly reduce skin diseases.

Fungal infection is unsolvable in this day and age, and Zhu Qiyu's little invention is definitely a contribution to the livelihood of the people.

Xing'an is a good businessman, and various Huangzhuang have begun to try to make sulfur soap, which is specially used for the prevention of skin diseases.

Zhu Qiyu took a bath and changed his clothes, then returned to the bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, a gust of fragrant wind fell into Zhu Qiyu's arms.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Meilin sighed, her eyes were full of anticipation, and she was quite pleasantly surprised, her brows were affectionate, her face was charming, her cheeks were slightly rosy, and her nervousness was revealed in her slight panting.

It makes sense that the ancient emperors did not go to court early.

Who can stand this?Use this to test the emperor?

1 Chapter Twenty

The bed curtain fell heavily, and the lights flickered.

Wang Meilin was trembling all over. When His Majesty had more important things to do, she didn't bother her. She was finally free, so naturally she was going to... squeeze him dry!

She desperately needs a son now to consolidate her position as queen.

Seeing that his husband Zhu Qiyu's prestige is getting higher and higher, and there are more and more supporters, there are already some people in the court who are connecting together to make Zhu Jianji, the son of the concubine Hangxian, the crown prince.

This is really a huge challenge for her back position.

She tried her best to cater to him, just to give birth to a son for His Majesty, a mother is more expensive than a child, and then her status will be solid.

Of course, in the battle of the capital, her man was brave and brave, and went forward indomitably!The government is governed from chaos, it is difficult to protect the country, and the Anzong Society is established!

His holy name is heard in the streets and alleys, and the name of the new emperor of Ming Dynasty and the Lord of England is gradually becoming popular.

Such a reliable man, which family's daughter would not like it?Naturally, she wanted to take care of it and fasten it.

The flowers on the temples of the cloud are shaking, and the hibiscus is warming the spring night.

The spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Qiyu was already used to it, and still woke up at five o'clock. When he sat up, his waist was sore, and he lay on the bed again.

Good guy, he is even more tired than when he put on his clothes outside Deshengmen before.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Wang Meilin immediately woke up when she heard the movement. She had a beautiful face, supported her head with one hand, and started to wander around with the other hand.

Zhu Qiyu's expression paused, and he hurriedly said: "I still have to go to the school to award honors today, if I lose my manners before the battle, it will be a joke."

"It's not like I'm made of iron, how can I stand up to being beaten to the bone like you!"

Wang Meilin covered the corner of her mouth and chuckled, and suddenly leaned forward, kissed Zhu Qiyu's cheek lightly, and then said with a smile: "Isn't Your Majesty just made of iron? Last night was... hehe."

Zhu Qiyu sat up again, stretched, stood up, and prepared to change clothes.

Wang Meilin immediately stood up and dressed Zhu Qiyu in three inner layers and outer layers.

Zhu Qiyu obviously noticed that Wang Meilin should have gotten up and washed in the morning, because even his hair was done.

"Didn't sleep last night?" Zhu Qiyu asked with some doubts in his clothes.

Wang Meilin nodded, with smiles in his eyes, tied his clothes again and again, and said, "It was two o'clock before going to bed last night. Your Majesty fell asleep, and the concubine couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning."

"There's always been a hot energy in my heart, which lasted for a long time, and I was very palpitating."

"Your Majesty only served as a courtier and concubine on the battlefield last night. He galloped as he wished. His Majesty returned triumphantly, sleeping soundly, but the courtier and concubine were restless. How could they be able to sleep?"

"What an enemy."

After Zhu Qiyu put on his regular clothes, he stroked Wang Meilin's hair with a smile on his face.

"I still have something to do today, so I will fight again when I come back tonight." Zhu Qiyu said jokingly.

Wang Meilin's hands trembled. Cheng Huan's business was like a bull plowing the ground. Of course, an old bull can't plow the ground badly, but it's not for a calf or a strong ox to be happy.

After Zhu Qiyu had breakfast, he asked about the big and small affairs of the mansion, and Xing'an reported everything in detail.

Especially the extravagant officials who tested dishes for Wang Meilin, Hang Xian, the eldest son Zhu Jianji, and their daughter Zhu Cuiwei were replaced by a few eunuchs with clean and innocent backgrounds.

What is an innocent and clean life experience?

When punishing the nine clans, like Xing'an, you can only punish him, and you have to help him find relatives first, that is, the background is clean and innocent.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. On the condition of sending a few internal eunuchs, go to the East and West Shefan Temples to have a look. Yu Shaobao said that the resettlement of the refugees who escaped from the war will not be settled until the spring of next year." Zhu Qiyu wiped it clean. Mouth, exhorted quite solemnly.

"The minister leads the decree." Xing'an bowed his head, thought for a while and ordered a few words to the little yellow gate beside him, and dispatched the errand.

Zhu Qiyu stood up and said, "Change into your uniform."

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and today he is going to the Xizhimen Outer School to give merit and award plaques.

This time, the most solemn ceremony was used, and Hu Wei, Minister of Rites, consulted the halogen book.

It is not a trivial matter to be dressed in clothes and crowns, to ride in a chariot, to hold a banner and walk as usual, to be a pioneer to open the way, to ride a horse to guard the left and right, to teach musical instruments to fill the road, and for palace people to carry eight treasures and nine tripods.

Although most of the miraculous merit cards were awarded to warriors this time, most of the civil servants cooperated with the nine sects to fight, transport food and grass, resettle the people, and do logistics. They also had a few silver medals for their first merit.

This is the first time that this award plaque has appeared, and it belongs to the category of elegant government in the new dynasty. Taking one back, among other things, it is definitely enough to ward off evil spirits.

After all, it is now rumored that His Majesty is the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu.

When Wala went south to the capital, people in the capital were panicked. His Majesty used the chariot to appease the people, and the capital would gradually return to its former stability.

Hu Wei is naturally the dispatcher, and he cooperated highly with the internal affairs department, and finally finished the matter of awarding the honor before the Chinese New Year.

Zhu Qiyu changed into the gown uniform. The Twelve Chapters of the Son of Heaven's gown and the top hat of the Twelve-pronged Mian, wearing green and purple, and the ornaments on his body, Zhu Qiyu couldn't even name them.

It was quite a struggle to wear.

When it was finished, the sky was already bright white, the sun peeked out slightly, and the golden light illuminated the entire capital.

After three invitations from the Minister of Rites, Zhu Qiyu stood up, and the gate of Prince Yi's Mansion opened slowly.

As soon as Zhu Qiyu left, he felt even heavier, and his body was tinkling all the time. This outfit can only be used for grand ceremonies, and it is absolutely useless for fighting.

Just as Zhu Qiyu walked out of the gate of the palace, musicians from Jiaofang and Taichang Temple began to play, and the magnificent sound resounded in the whole street, while a group of dancers danced lightly on a flat car.

so many people?

As soon as Zhu Qiyu went out, he only saw a crowd of people in Wuyang Wuyang.

The leaders are of course the Wenyuange University Scholars and the six ministers, as well as the civil and military officials in Beijing, all of whom are well-dressed and can't be seen at a glance.

Zhu Qiyu also saw from a distance that in the front of the convoy was the leading car pulled by four white elephants.

"What is this for?" Zhu Qiyu looked curiously at a large group of painters who also followed.

Xing An just hurriedly said: "Palace painter, Your Majesty is on tour, and they want to paint it later."

"The white elephant was paid tribute by Annan. Didn't he say that he wanted to organize elephant soldiers? His Majesty said that he would let Marquis Shi Heng of Wuqing inspect it, but the Northland was not suitable for elephant soldiers, so he made a pilot vehicle."

At the front of the convoy were pawns carrying curved knives, and behind the elephant cart pulled by four white elephants were the Ti cavalry of Jin Yiwei. They were dressed in flying fish suits and carried ceremonial knives, majestic and majestic.

In the middle is a big flag, carried by Shi Heng, it is Zhu Qiyu's dragon flag banner!

There are ninety-six-three chariots that Zhu Qiyu wants to ride in, pulled by a total of eighteen white horses with tall heads.

"One, two, three, four, five." He counted, the cart has three compartments and five pairs of road wheels.

He was immediately satisfied, five pairs of road wheels, which seemed very secure.

"The Son of Heaven is on patrol!" Xing'an immediately shouted loudly.

The sound of drums, gongs, and twitter shook the sky, and Zhu Qiyu stepped out of the palace of Prince Yi facing the first ray of sunrise.

Even Zhu Qiyu was frightened by this momentum, he did not expect such a big commotion at all.

Zhu Qiyu was relieved until he got in the car. What is a sense of ceremony?

Some well-known people publicize every day that the sense of ritual of the barbarians in Europa is shabby compared to the ritual of the Ming emperor's tour.

The sedan is big enough to accommodate the Wenyuange Grand Master and the six ministers, mainly because at this point in time, most of the six ministers bear the title of the Wenyuange Grand Master.

Zhu Qiyu enjoyed this feeling very much, but he still said: "Hu Shangshu, it's been too much, it's over, it's over, next time, next time, it can't be like this."