I am the king of the dead

Chapter 84

Even the head of the wall is accompanied by a knife and axe, check in and out, and check the coming and going?

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Zhu Qiyu continued: "I, but for the sake of the officials of Daming! Didn't they say that Daming's salary is shallow, and that Zhu Ming's salary is low and unkind?"

"I do this, but it's all for the sake of our Daming officials, so I can be loyal to Daming without any consideration!"

What Zhu Qiyu said was an affectionate one, and he even believed it himself!

In fact, his main purpose is to guard against the connection of the courtiers. Now the officials are too free.
The Jinyiwei led the team, and the cavalry recruited volunteers, checked in and out, and checked in and out.If nothing else, Beijing officials have to do it first, as for local officials, that can also be used, but there are more ways to do it.

After work, why don't you go home to make a baby, just wander around outside?
As for the source of creativity, it is naturally the various family homes created by the loving father.

It's just that the kind father guards the gate is the KGB, and Zhu Qiyu's guard is naturally Jin Yiwei.

The courtiers always wanted to build a pig house for the emperor and put the emperor in to raise pigs, but Zhu Qiyu did the opposite.
When Zhu Qiyu walked out of the Jiuzhongtang, his cheeks were cold, he raised his head and looked at the sky, hazy.

Snowing.

At first, there was a lot of light snow, and it didn't take long for the heavy snow to blow up. The biting cold wind began to ravage the capital, and the north fell into the silence of everything.

At this time, in the north, Zhu Qizhen was shivering and shivering. This was his first winter on the grassland.

Moruo looked at Zhu Qizhen's trembling like chaff, and frowned. Is it that cold?
This charcoal fire has reached its peak. In order to light a fire for Zhu Qizhen to keep warm, charcoal was used.

The use of cow dung on the Great Emperor of Ming Dynasty is really out of place.

Although it snowed heavily since yesterday, there was no white-haired wind.

It's hard for people in Guan to imagine what the white hair wind is like.

The strong wind was mixed with heavy snow, and those snow flakes were hovering in the sky like sharp blades.

There is only one color from the sky to the ground, and that is snow white.

Even the most experienced shepherd, in the season of white hair wind, will be drowned in the heavy snow, and there will be no trace.

If the rope of the felt bag is not strong enough, it will be directly blown into the sky, and the person hiding in the felt bag will be rolled up to the sky together with the felt bag and quilt.

Now, the weather is mild.

"Your Majesty, the milk tofu is ready." Moruo handed a bowl of hot milk tofu to Zhu Qizhen. It wasn't very hot, but it was the best for heating.

Zhu Qizhen hid under the heavy quilt. He was really cold and asked tremblingly, "Is there any wine?"

"Your Majesty, be patient, the North is no better than the Central Plains." Morrow handed the milk tofu up and walked out of the felt bag.

She sighed and looked at Zhu Qizhen. Since the withdrawal of the army from the capital of Daming, all the supplies sent by the capital of Daming have been used up, and now it is Boyan Timur who is supporting this great god.

Daming wasn't ready to support him in the slightest.

As the saying goes, it is easy to ask God to send God away, but the cost of Zhu Qizhen's response is really not small, and it is also a huge burden for Boyan Timur.

Boyan Timur never thought that a person's food and clothing expenses would be so large.

Boyan was waiting outside the tent, and when he saw Moruo walking out of the felt bag, he hurried up to meet him and asked, "How much did you eat today?"

"It's very picky. The mutton only eats the neck and shoulders, and only the tender sheep. Everything else is wasted. Three lambs were killed in one day. If this goes on, where will he eat? All the sheep in our family will be killed. He's eaten up." Morrow sighed heavily, quite helpless.

She never thought of eating alone, she could be so picky and only drink freshly fetched milk, where can she find freshly fetched goat milk?
They also need to drink tea. Tea on the grassland is the most precious and precious, and they also need to drink tribute tea, which is a good thing that Boyan Timur can’t ask for.

The tea leaves sent by the capital of the Ming Dynasty have long been used up.

"Alas." Boyan Timur also sighed heavily when he heard the words, saying nothing to each other.

Ji Duo was the last time he gave birth. After that, Daming seemed to have forgotten that they still had a Taishanghuang in the north.

In half a month, Zhu Qizhen's birthday will be celebrated, and he is still making a fuss about celebrating the Longevity Festival. This is poor, and it will be eaten and poor. Where can there be materials for the Longevity Festival?
The melodious sound of the violin suddenly sounded, and Boyan Timur listened carefully, and asked with a frown, "Is this great emperor playing nonsense again?"

Moruo nodded helplessly, this Zhu Qizhen is really very elegant, every time he has dinner, he always plays the qin, but there is no Hanqin on the grassland, so he has to give Zhu Qizhen a nonsense.

Hubusi is a four-string, fretless pear-shaped qin.

In the past few days, he has played well, and occasionally he will sing songs, which attracts many passers-by to stop.

Every so often, Morrow's face twisted together, and he said angrily: "He is enjoying himself, and he is content."

"If you want to play, just play. Sigh." Boyan Timur sighed heavily.

They thought that Zhu Qizhen could be regarded as an emperor. He even posted his own daughter, but it turned out to be a hot potato. They really couldn't afford to keep such a big Buddha.

Boyan Timur said helplessly: "The master said that Zhu Qizhen should be returned to Daming."

"The new emperor of Daming is in charge of the universe, and it has become more stable. I originally thought that Yu Qian and the new emperor of Daming would have some conflict. Yu Qian's military power is in his hands, and he will be a chaotic minister and thief."

"But I didn't realize it, but it is a situation of a monarch, a saint, a minister and a worthy man. The new monarch of the Ming Dynasty asked Yu Qian about everything and trusted him. After the war, Yu Qian actually gave up his monopoly and concentrated on being his own secretary of the military."

Everyone will save others by themselves, and also first this Taishi, unite with Agado Erji, and get rid of the flowers without sweating, and also think that Yu Qian will do the same!
And because of the war, Yu Qian has the power in his hands, how can he be willing to let go of this power?

But Yu Qian is Yu Qian.

This was a situation he didn't expect at first. He thought he could take advantage of the gap between the monarch and his ministers and send troops again, but now there is no chance at all.

"Now there is only one chance, let the emperor officially marry you, and then we will negotiate with the Taishi." Boyan Timur solemnly urged.

Morrow's eyes lit up, isn't the most important thing for a woman to be a name?
She whispered: "Yuan Bin, the brocade guard next to the emperor, never leaves a single step. When I talk about this, Yuan Bin will talk a lot about it. You ask Xi Ning and Xiao Tian'er to put Yuan Bin away. I'm fine. Go and persuade the emperor."

"Okay." Boyan Timur nodded, Xi Ning and Xiao Tian'er were the emperor's favorite ministers in the felt bag, as long as Yuan Bin could be spared, the matter would not be difficult to handle.

Morrow rubbed her hands and returned to the felt bag. She had used a lot of charcoal fire to boil water. After bathing, she changed into clean clothes.

It's not that the grassland people don't know the benefits of bathing, especially when dealing with cattle, sheep and livestock every day, bathing must have many benefits, but there is no such condition.

Firewood, rice, oil and salt, firewood is in the lead, the grassland is barren, and ordinary people often store a large amount of cow dung to dry it and burn it for warmth.

Furthermore, after taking a bath, in case of a cold, you will only have to wait to die.

Moruo tried his best to serve Zhu Qizhen.

Why not build a city?
If building a city, wouldn't it give Daming a chance to do everything in one go?When the Central Plains Dynasty was strong, no steppe tribe would build a city, and they were digging their own graves.

Yuan Bin was soon called away by Xining, and Moruo also began to chat with Zhu Qizhen about marrying him.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is already pregnant with the emperor, but this has always been a misnomer, and the words are not right. The concubine's heart is really bitter." Moruo said with tears in his eyes, extremely wronged, but deliberately He twisted his body so that Zhu Qizhen could not see the tears falling.

This is indeed a bit coquettish, but Zhu Qizhen seems to be very good at it.

Zhu Qizhen sighed heavily, married Moruo, and he became Boyan Timur's son-in-law. Boyan Timur and Ye were brothers first, and he suddenly changed from a king who ruled the world to a prince who ruled the world. The son-in-law was knocked in the door.

This kind of identity exchange, the five flavors are mixed, and it is difficult to describe.

He still thinks he is the emperor and absolutely cannot accept this change of identity.

"I'm still in exile, so how can I humiliate the princess? I'll return to Beijing in the future and hire her as a marriage, and the matchmaker is getting married." Zhu Qizhen shook his head and said.

That is absolutely impossible to marry.

Moruo knew that Zhu Qizhen would say this, his expression suddenly became sad, and he said with a sigh: "I just felt that the servants were clumsy and could not serve the emperor, and I have always been curious about how handsome this Han emperor is."

"Thanks to the emperor who never abandons the curtain, the spring night has no regrets, the longevity never abandons, and there is a dragon seed, but... it's just that when the concubine thinks that the child is born, she doesn't even have a father. sadness."

"Your Majesty!" Moruo jumped into Zhu Qizhen's arms and choked up.

Zhu Qizhen had mixed feelings for a while, slapped Moruo on the back, full of sighs, or would he marry in the north?Or just live like this?
His good younger brother, he dared to shoot him outside Desheng Gate, didn't he die in the middle of the Ming Dynasty this time?
Marrying Morrow seemed like a good choice.

　The source of Zhu Qizhen's Tan Hu Busi comes from "Ming Yingzong Records" in volume 185, with the original text: The emperor went out of the tent, looked up at the sky, and said to Bin: God's will is there, and I will return after all.When walking in the daytime, sitting in a warm car or riding a horse, Da Zi and Da Fu saw anyone who saw them, and they all kowtowed on their horses, or followed the road to enter the game.Also, every time a horse is slaughtered and a banquet is held, it must be served first, and the Shanghuang wine will play a tiger and sing a song.Most of the Dazi refers to the Oira people, and the Huba Si'er is Hubusi, Huobusi, a kind of Huqin.Begging, begging, begging, begging... votes!Recommended ticket...monthly pass...

　　
　
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