"Your Majesty, go slowly." Wanqi Shihui, Yang Xiyuan and others respectfully saw off Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di in front of the Wanqi Mansion.
As soon as he got on the carriage, Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhu Di looked absent-minded and didn't know what he had been thinking about.
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhu Di reacted: "Father, my son is thinking about the two sentences Yang Bing just said."
"Oh? What did he say?" Zhu Yuanzhang was already very interested in Yang Bing, but now he was even more curious when he heard that his son was absent-minded because of his two sentences.
Zhu Di looked at his father: "Just now, my son had a great conversation with Yang Bing. They talked about the tendency of the people in the south to rebel again and again, and when my father had a headache because of this, he asked his son, if all the people in the world could eat If you have enough to eat, good clothes to wear, a house to live in, and money to spend, how can you risk your life?"
Zhu Yuanzhang fell into deep thought after hearing this. Zhu Di thought his father was angry, so he hurriedly knelt down on the carriage and said, "Please don't be angry, father."
"No problem." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "What else did you talk about?"
Seeing that his father was not angry, Zhu Di continued: "Yang Bing also said that his son and his father should go and see the people's lives more with their own eyes, but they should not miss the compliments from outside, and should return to the palace to deal with government affairs. ." Zhu Di was too nervous to raise his head.
Zhu Yuanzhang thought about these two sentences seriously. Although the words did not sound very nice, they were true. It seemed that after sitting on the throne, he became farther and farther away from his original intention.
"Get up, what Yang Bing said makes sense. It seems that I really should go somewhere other than Kyoto for a tour. What happened this time is enough to show that many people in the court are getting more and more courageous." It's getting bigger." When Zhu Yuanzhang said this, he burst out with a domineering aura unique to the emperor.
"Let your people prepare. I will go out incognito for a private visit at the beginning of next month. You will handle everything in the court." Zhu Yuanzhang also did this to test Zhu Di's talents and see if he is as good as usual.
Zhu Di kowtowed to Zhu Yuanzhang in the carriage: "Father, please rest assured, I will live up to your father's expectations."
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, and the carriage drove slowly towards the palace.
In Wanqi Mansion, Yang Xiyuan, Wanqi Shihui, Yang Bing, Yang Ruo and Wanqi Kerer sat together. No one spoke. Only Yang Bing looked at Yang Xiyuan and Wanqi Shihui curiously, their faces changed. Their expressions turned pale, and Yang Bing thought to himself that there must be something evil in these two old men's minds!
Not long after, Wan Qi Shihui was the first to break the awkward atmosphere and said with a smile: "Hahaha, um, my dear nephew, now that you have reached your thirties, I wonder if there is a woman you like in this city of Kyoto?"
Everyone except Yang Xiyuan was stunned by Wan Qi Shihui's words. Wan Qi Ke'er was even more puzzled. She wondered what happened to her father today. Why did she ask about Yang Bing's favorite person?
Yang Bing didn't know how to answer, so he could only say blankly: "Well, Uncle Wanqi, I don't have the woman I like yet."
"Hmph!" Yang Xiyuan snorted coldly on the side: "You wish you could live in a brothel all day long. I'm afraid you have seen enough of this Kyoto woman!"
Wan Qi Shihui quickly interjected: "Brother, you can't say that, hasn't this wise nephew changed now? Look at the battle in Jincheng, I think the wise nephew is great!"
Yang Xiyuan was actually angry because Yang Bing dared to look at the emperor when they were in the secret room. If he looked up at the emperor, the best result would be to be beheaded.
"Uncle, Dad, why don't you two just say it if you have something to say? Why are you so coy? I've never seen you two elders like this." Wan Qi Ke'er finally couldn't help but raise her doubts.
"Yes, Dad, just say it if you have something to say. Why are you still scolding me?" Yang Bing was a little unconvinced, saying to himself, "You guys just tell me something if you have something to say, and you still insist on insulting me?"
When Yang Xiyuan and Wan Qi Shihui saw their children like this, they didn't hide it and sighed: "The Holy Father has granted marriage."
"Marriage? To whom?" Yang Ruo asked at this time.
Wan Qi Shihui and Yang Xiyuan looked at each other and stretched out their hands at the same time, one pointed at Wan Qi Ker'er and the other pointed at Yang Bing.
Yang Xiyuan sighed: "The Holy Father wants our two families to marry and wants Yang Bing to marry Ke'er."
"What?!" Yang Ruo and Wan Qike'er exclaimed in unison.
On the contrary, Yang Bing had no reaction, but he was also shocked by his sister.
Yang Xiyuan and Wan Qi Shihui looked at Yang Ruo in surprise, wondering why she was so anxious.
Yang Ruo also realized that he was a little embarrassed, and quickly sat down and tidied his clothes, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.
"Dad, why do you want me to marry him?" Wan Qi Ke'er was obviously unwilling. After all, she still had the second prince in her heart, and Yang Bing's previous reputation was too bad.
Yang Bing pondered for a moment and then asked: "But, Dad, I don't understand. Why does the Holy Father want our two families to marry? As the emperor, logically speaking, he would not allow two generals with heavy troops to marry. ,this is not???"
Yang Bing did not continue what he said, but Yang Xiyuan and Wanqi Shihui understood what Yang Bing was thinking. The most important thing that emperors in the past dynasties did was to balance the power of important ministers, and they could never allow a dominant family to happen.
What's more, they are two families who have been friends for generations. After their two families get married, no matter which family is the dominant one in the end, it will be a win-win situation.
Yang Xiyuan shook his head and explained: "I'm very pleased that you can see this problem, but now we are not the only two powerful families in the DPRK who have a lot of troops."
Yang Bing didn't know the current situation in the DPRK, so he didn't understand who Yang Xiyuan was talking about.
"My dear nephew, I don't know if you have heard of the Expeditionary Army Lin Ziren." When Wan Qi Shihui said this name, a look of fear flashed across his face.
Yang Bing was searching for this name in his memory: "Is this the Lin Ziren who held an army of 100,000 and went on an expedition to the South China Sea?"
"Exactly. Now he has an army of 100,000 in his hands. His younger brother is the Chief Envoy of Nanjiang, his son-in-law is the Inspector General, and his in-laws are the Commander-in-Chief of the Capital. It can be said that the area south of the Yangtze River has almost become They belong to the Lin family," Yang Xiyuan added.
After hearing this, Yang Bing realized the seriousness of the matter. It seemed that he really needed to study the political situation carefully when he went back.
"What does your Majesty mean?" Yang Bing said this, stretched out his hand and touched his neck.
"That's not the case. Your Majesty's intention is for our two families to join forces and perhaps restrain the Lin family. Otherwise, our Ming Dynasty may really be destroyed in the hands of Lin Ziren!" Wan Qi Shihui said angrily. said.
These words spoken by the three men actually made Wan Qike'er quiet down. Although she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child and had a carefree personality, it didn't mean that she had no brains. It was just that she didn't want to think about it, but now she heard When his father talked about Lin Ziren, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"But, can't we beg for mercy from the Holy One?" Yang Bing was unwilling to marry a woman he didn't understand at all, and he couldn't bear to make Wan Qi Ke'er sad, because he knew that Wan Qi Ke'er liked the second prince, and he I also know how painful it is to marry someone who doesn't love me, and I don't love him either. I can't help but think of some memories from my previous life.
"How can I beg you? When the Holy One said this, it was like he was issuing an imperial edict. He didn't leave us any room. But, uncle, I'm sorry for you. You have to be wronged to marry such a person..." Yang Xiyuan. From the bottom of his heart, he liked Wan Qi Ke'er very much, as if he were his daughter. He knew what kind of thing his son was, and he truly felt sorry for Wan Qi Ke'er.
Wan Qi Ke'er was stunned, her mind was filled with the image of the second prince: "Uncle Yang, don't say that."
"But don't worry, brother, Keer, I think this son is useless, so you don't have to marry him!" Yang Xiyuan seemed to have made up his mind.
Wan Qike'er's eyes lit up again, and Yang Bing also looked up at Yang Xiyuan.
"You! Marry into the Wanqi family!" Yang Xiyuan glared at Yang Bing and said fiercely.
"Ah???" This time it was Yang Bing's turn to open his mouth.
