Zhu Biao shook his head and took the soup, frowned and took a sip. It was still a little hot, but it was acceptable.
Liu Jin said from the side: "This decoction is more effective when it is warmer."
Zhu Biao nodded, and then a voice came from outside the door. It sounded like Mu Ying's, and he shouted: "Come in."
After a while, Mu Ying strode in, saluted Zhu Biao and said, "I heard that the uncle and nephew of Marquis Guangde came to apologize to His Highness?"
Zhu Biao nodded and said: "They are quite smart. After all, Marquis Guangde is an old brother who follows my father. If he doesn't come to plead guilty, I will naturally have reason to kill him. But since he has shouldered a thorn to plead guilty, I can only peel him off." Lose military power."
Mu Ying frowned and said: "In this way, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys has not been completed. Your Highness might as well hurry up and ask for a decree from the Holy One."
Zhu took another sip of the decoction and said with a grimace: "This matter can be big or small. Since they have already given in, let's leave it like this. If we continue to pursue it, it will appear that I am unreasonable, and Chang Shuai will also be very angry." Difficult."
After Zhu Biao finished drinking the decoction, Liu Jin immediately offered preserved fruits to him. It was not known how much he brought out.
After seeing Mu Ying nod, Zhu Biao stood up and said: "Get ready for tonight's banquet. Since the Hongmen Banquet can't be held, let me have a good exchange of feelings with them."
Mu Ying heard the words and said with a smile: "This is a good thing. No matter which faction they are, they are all loyal to the Holy Lord and His Highness. The Chang faction is only worried about their own status. After this time, they will know what they should and should not do. What to do.”
After saying that, Mu Ying went down to make arrangements, and Zhu Biao returned to the couch to rest for a while.
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Marquis Guangde supported his nephew in the military tent, where several generals were standing. When he saw their uncle and nephew coming back, he asked: "How is it? How did your highness deal with it?"
Marquis Guangde took off the wattle sticks from Hua'an, and his nephew put it on the couch and turned around and said, "He has to die in battle, and I want to hand over my military power and go to the rear to assist Liu Bowen."
Huaian Hou Hua Yunlong frowned and said: "Why is this..."
Tang Shengzong, the Marquis of Yan'an, walked up to Guangde Marquis and untied the thorn sticks tied to his body: "It seems that we guessed right. If we didn't bear the thorn sticks to apologize, I'm afraid Lao Hua wouldn't be able to come back tonight."
The Marquis of Ji'an, Lu Zhongheng, who was watching from the side, sighed and said, "His Royal Highness is a young man who has achieved great success. Naturally, he will not allow anyone under his command to go against his will."
After the thorn thorns were removed from Marquis Guangde's body, he became much more energetic: "The situation is pretty good now. When I saw His Highness just now, I thought I would not be able to escape death today."
Marquis Nanxiong asked curiously: "Lao Hua, you are usually a very shrewd person. Why would you risk angering His Highness for the sake of a mere nephew?"
Marquis Guangde glanced at the figure inside and said, "It would be great if he were my nephew, then I wouldn't have to fight so hard."
Everyone looked at each other. If you weren't a nephew and could make you fight to the death, then you could only be your son.
The Marquis of Yan'an said sternly: "You have seven or eight sons in your family, and there is only one left. Forget it! Lao Hua, we brothers have been here for so many years, and I would like to remind you that you must not hold grudges against your superiors, and don't do anything for the sake of being in power. A son will take the life of your whole family!"
Marquis Guangde smiled bitterly: "How can I dare to hold a grudge? That's all. After fighting this battle honestly, I will resign and go home to retire."
Marquis Ji'an comforted him: "It's best if you think so. You also know Chang Shuai's position. If you understand the righteousness once, Chang Shuai will remember it in his heart. You will still have a chance when the time comes."
Nanxiong Hou Zhao Yong sneered: "Chang Shuai is really not interesting this time. I don't believe that he went to plead for mercy in person. How can His Highness not give him this face?"
The Marquis of Yan'an said: "This matter is in the hands of Xu Shuai, and Chang Shuai will also support him, but...
Everyone fell silent. No matter what the reason was, Chang Yuchun did not show a qualified leader this time. They were also marquises and were willing to follow his lead, wasn't it just to get protection at a critical moment? "
In the Youjun tent, Chang Yuchun and Lan Yu were drinking tea together, both of them a little absent-minded.
Lan Yu put down the tea cup and said: "Marquis Guangde made a smart choice this time. His Highness also gave him face and did not kill him to establish his authority."
Chang Yuchun said: "The prestige has been established, and it has also reduced my prestige. You are worthy of being the crown prince."
Lan Yu was a little confused. If Marquis Guangde died, it would be Chang Yuchun's face. Otherwise, a marquis would not have that much face in front of the prince.
Chang Yuchun patted the table and said: "The nine people killed earlier were to show authority to the soldiers. And before the prince could say anything about this matter, Marquis Guangde took up the blame. This was to show authority to the generals."
"And since I didn't come forward to plead for mercy this time, they will inevitably find other ways. Apart from me, Cao Guogong is the only one in this army who is qualified to recruit party members. I think they will secretly contact Li Wenzhong tonight."
Lan Yu frowned: "I'll call them here! They want to change the court, how can it be so easy!"
Chang Yuchun smiled and stopped his brother-in-law: "This is what I hope. I don't need too many subordinates now. Where can they go to Li Wenzhong to help me?"
Lan Yu was no fool when he said this, and he understood that Chang Yuchun did this on purpose: "Brother, you are His Highness's father-in-law. His Highness is young and needs your assistance!"
Chang Yuchun smiled and shook his head and said: "If His Highness's position is unstable, I will naturally gather party members to support His Highness. But now that Your Highness's position is stable, I need to reduce my power. Otherwise, neither His Highness nor the Holy One will be reassured. Yes, it’s a taboo for foreign relatives to interfere in politics!”
Lan Yu hesitated to speak, sighed but had nothing to say. Chang Yuchun patted him on the shoulder and said: "Chang Mao doesn't have much ability. He just wants to live in wealth and wealth for the rest of his life. You are capable. There are many young talents in the Chang Department. You take them to see Li Wenzhong."
Lan Yu was a little unwilling to hear this. He had been comparing himself with Li Wenzhong, but now he wanted to join him.
Chang Yuchun shook his head and said, "You have gone too. Li Wenzhong's power is about to surpass mine. How relieved do you think His Highness will be? Don't worry, His Highness will naturally support you."
Lan Yu's mind suddenly cleared up, she bowed to her brother-in-law and walked out.
Chang Yuchun leaned back on the seat leisurely. He had fought in the north and south in his life, and his reputation of Chang Shiwan was famous all over the world, so he had long been short of everything.
His daughter will marry His Highness the Crown Prince, and as long as she gives birth to a son, she will be the grandson of the Ming Emperor!
The grandson's body will also have his Chang Yuchun blood flowing through him. For the sake of his grandson's stability, losing this bit of power is nothing!
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