I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 138
Proud of Li Tian's decisiveness, the news of Deng Changfu's drowning in the river hadn't reached the capital before the envoys from the other eight countries were driven to the West Mountain Palace by Mo Honglu like ducks.

The envoys from the eight countries lived well in the embassy, ​​but suddenly they were kicked out of the city with people and goods. Naturally, they were in a bad mood, and they yelled at Honglu Temple as a jerk all the way.

But when they got to Xishan, they heard that Emperor Ming gave them a special reward to live in the imperial palace, and they all grinned happily, wishing they could hug Mo Honglu's head and gnaw a couple of bites.

Dongchang was not idle either. With Li Tian's imperial edict, Huang Yan personally led hundreds of followers out of the capital. Before the panic-stricken Champa missions scattered and fled, all of them were arrested and returned to the palace. inside.

And in a Hou Ye's mansion in Mingshifang.

Baoding Hou Meng Xianying was wearing armor and holding a big knife, excitedly greeting the straw man's head.

The knife ring slammed, and a crisp sound flashed by.

The three tall straw figures in front of Meng Xianying were instantly broken into two sections, and the bundles of grass scattered all over the ground.

Casually thrusting the knife into the ground, Meng Xianying picked up the teapot at the side, drank a few swigs, let out a sigh of relief, wiped her mouth with her sleeve and said:

"Takako, how about Lao Tzu's move of fierce tiger?"

"Very bullish."

"Fuck, just say this every day, I don't know whether you are scolding me or praising me."

Shaking the silver gleaming hundred-forged fine steel armor on her body, Meng Xianying spat, and said badly.

The person who was spat on by Meng Xianying was obviously very familiar with Meng Xianying, and he was not angry. He rubbed his chin and said with resentment:
"Didn't Wu Er Er say that he would send someone here after the matter is completed? It's all over, why the hell didn't he even see a person?"

"Li Chenggui, try to scold me again, and I will tear your mouth apart."

As soon as the former complained, a handsome and extraordinary general of the imperial army came to the door, gesturing viciously with his fists.

It was none other than Wu Zijiang who was kneeling in the cabinet an hour ago to plead guilty.

Seeing that Wu Zijiang actually came in person, Meng Xianying's face suddenly became ugly, and she took a big stride to sit on the stone bench in the courtyard, and said angrily:
"Second Wu, are you crazy? Do you think I have a long life?"

As soon as he arrived, he was scolded all over his face, Wu Zijiang curled his lips a little unhappily, took off the saber at his waist and threw it on the stone table, and said:

"Brother Meng, what are you afraid of? Those fans in Dongchang are either looking at the street in Qingqingfang, or they are going out of the city to arrest those envoys. No one will follow me."

"You, you, let me say something." Pointing at Wu Zijiang and shaking her head helplessly, Meng Xianying suddenly had nothing to say.

Seeing this, Li Chenggui sat on the stone bench with his buttocks pouted, looked nervously at Wu Zijiang and said:

"Where is Jin Yiwei? Will Jin Yiwei come with you? Also, are your hands and feet clean? I did this with you without telling my father. If you miss it, it will be over.

The emperor will have Dongchang investigate soon, right?Brother Meng, what is the trump card you mentioned earlier, so don't hide it from Wu Erer and us. "

Dudu la la a series of questions, Meng Xianying's brain was buzzing.

Kicking Li Chenggui's ass, Meng Xianying scolded unceremoniously:
"Can you keep your mouth shut, it's as loose as the waist of the trousers of an old bustard in Thrushcross House, you won't ask one by one."

Li Chenggui's father is Uncle Zhong, so he is naturally inferior to Meng Xianying, who has inherited the position of Marquis. He didn't dare to fight back when he was kicked, so he rubbed his buttocks and muttered:
"I'm also in a hurry, and I still deserve to kick me."

Seeing this, Wu Zijiang snorted twice, picked up the cup on the table and poured it into his mouth, smashed his lips and found it was tea, and spit it all out in one gulp:

"Brother Meng, why is there tea here?"

"You can drink it first, and I will treat you happy when I go to the Sea Lion Tower at night."

Hearing the word Haishilou, Li Chenggui and Li Chenggui's eyes lit up.

Thinking of the alluring figures of the maids in the Sea Lion Tower, Wu Zijiang swallowed involuntarily:

"Hahaha, then I will thank Brother Meng first."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you first tell Lao Tzu everything that Takako asked you earlier."

Hearing this, Wu Zijiang's face turned serious, Wu Zijiang picked his nose without any image and said:
"Jinyiwei is now under the management of the King of Han, and the whole thing is just a useless yamen. With the emperor's order, half of the people in Jinyiwei have to be arranged separately. There is no time to check people everywhere.

As for that Champa monkey, you just put your heart in your stomach, I didn't do anything at all, that Champa monkey fell into the river by itself.

As for whether the emperor will investigate or not, it depends on Brother Meng's methods. Anyway, the emperor asked me for questioning today, and let me go in less than a quarter of an hour. "

Wu Zijiang was a general of the Jinwu Guard, a serious imperial guard, Meng Xianying still valued what Wu Zijiang said.

Seeing that both of them were waiting for her to speak with straight eyes, Meng Xianying snorted and said very complacently:
"I put the words here today. If the emperor investigates this matter, I will sneak under the crotches of both of you."

"What kind of method is it, Brother Meng, it's such a big game."

"What means?"

With a smile, Meng Xianying raised her head high, raised her legs and said proudly:

"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death when I say it."

Seeing that Meng Xianying was so determined, Wu Zijiang and the two looked at each other, boldly said:
"Brother Meng, did you take down any lady in the palace?"

"Go to hell, dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths."

The pretentious atmosphere that was carefully created suddenly disappeared, and Meng Xianying's complexion suddenly collapsed, so she had no choice but to say without temper:

"It's Yang Dao, I'm holding that bastard's life in his hands."

Yang Dao?

Wu Zijiang, who had lived in the court for a long time, exclaimed suddenly, hugged Meng Xianying's arm and said with surprise on his face:

"Yang Shoufu's second son, Brother Meng, please tell me how that kid fell into your hands."

Meng Xianying was very satisfied with Wu Zijiang's reaction, her face was full of smiles again, she shook her head and said:
"It was Huang Zhenjiang, the deputy envoy of military preparations of Shunqing Prefecture in Sichuan, who encouraged me that his second son, Yang Shiqi, actually held a tea-horse trade fair in Jianzhou, Baoning Prefecture.

Every year, hundreds of thousands of catties of private tea are traded with the fans in the northwest, which is almost as much as the imperial court's tea and horse department. "

Hearing that Yang Dao dared to smuggle hundreds of thousands of catties of tea every year, Wu Zijiang gasped and murmured:
"Brother Meng, you are holding Yang Dao, you are holding Yang Shoufu."

"Hahaha, I wrote a letter to Yang Shiqi early this morning. I'm not afraid that he won't listen. Huang Zhenjiang used to be my father's subordinate. Yang Shiqi dared not help me. If I pass the letter on, his son's head will fall."

"Tall, Brother Meng, you are too tall."

"So-so, it's all luck, don't be too envious."

(End of this chapter)