After listening to Ji Ling's words, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but be moved, he was really moved: Since ancient times, there have been martial arts and martial arts, but how many people can do this?
For a king, what kind of military general he likes the most, that is, a military general who can put life and death out of the way!
And Ji Ling in front of him is undoubtedly such a person, he doesn't care about spilling his blood to the earth, and even said, "If I can make my Ming army win all battles, even if the minister dies on the battlefield and the horse leather shroud, what's the matter?"
"In this case, if all the martial artists have such an idea as Ji Ling, then why worry about not being able to defeat the Warat people?
Although Zhu Qizhen has heard many people pat their flattery and show loyalty over the years, this is undoubtedly one of the most comfortable experiences and will be unforgettable for a long time.
Under the emotion, Zhu Qizhen even had the idea of promoting Ji Ling again, and Wang Zhen saw that Ji Ling was so good at talking, and secretly felt that this was a promising person.
In addition, Ji Ling is young and good-looking, which is exactly in line with Zhu Qizhen's appetite for employing people, so Wang Zhen was busy on the side and said, "Daming has such a general, it is really a blessing for the community!"
” Ji Ling could tell that Wang Zhen was pretending, but at the same time, he could see that Zhu Qizhen was really emotional, and this emperor was really easy to deceive......
I just borrowed the poem that Jing Sheng read when he was "drunk......
Thinking of this, Ji Ling was also afraid that the trick had been played, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty, your ......
Caused by the minister's emotions, there are occasional gaffes, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me. ” "It's okay!"
Zhu Qizhen breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind was calmed down slightly, considering that it seemed inappropriate to promote Ji Ling again, so he gave up the matter, but at the same time replaced it with a more enviable way, "Ji Ling, you get in the car and go with me!"
” Yes?
That's a great gift!
You must know that in the entire army, only Wang Zhen, a dead eunuch, is qualified to ride in the same carriage with Zhu Qizhen, and a figure like the British Gong Zhang Fu can only sit in his own carriage, and I, Ji Ling, go up like this, it's not appropriate, right?
So Ji Ling hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Minister......
Don't dare!
” "I let you come up, and you will come up, don't think about so much!"
Zhu Qizhen beckoned to Ji Ling, and his attitude seemed quite enthusiastic.
Zhu Qizhen looked up to the person, Wang Zhen has always been respectful, so he followed and said with a smile, "Ji Gongzi, do you have to get out of the car and invite you up?"
” "Eh, Wang Gonggong, don't dare to ......"
Ji Ling hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted Wang Zhen, saying that he was still quite afraid of offending this dead eunuch, "That......
Thank you, Your Majesty!
” "That's right......"
Zhu Qizhen smiled, then retracted his head back into the carriage, Ji Ling had no choice but to turn over and dismount, and then was helped by someone to get on Zhu Qizhen's dragon wheel, saying that it is really worthy of the name......
Lifting the curtain and entering the carriage, Ji Ling couldn't help but be surprised, this is too luxurious!
And it's divided into several rooms!
The outermost one is similar to the living room, neatly placed with some sundries of Zhu Qizhen, and the set of tables and chairs in the middle is estimated to be used when meeting officials.
Passing through the living room, inside is Zhu Qizhen's bedroom, with a wide bed, shelves full of books and cabinets full of clothes on the ground......
However, Ji Ling didn't dare to look at it more, just glanced at it slightly, and hurriedly bowed down to Zhu Qizhen and saluted, "Minister Ji Ling see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty......"
"Okay, okay, I didn't call you in, not to see you salute me."
Zhu Qizhen said, then beckoned to the inside, "Hong'er, take another stool and come out." ” As soon as Zhu Qizhen shouted like this, Ji Ling found out that there was a small room inside, which was estimated to be convenient for Zhu Qizhen......
He even has an independent bathroom, who to reason with?
Before the words fell, a person dressed as an attendant ran out with a small stool, and when Ji Ling took a closer look, he found that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, Nima......
Didn't you say that the army was not allowed to take women with them?
How did you make the exception......
However, although he thought so in his heart, Ji Ling still had to pretend to be respectful on the surface: he took the stool, sat down carefully, and then said "Thank you, Your Majesty".
Zhu Qizhen saw Ji Ling stay on the little girl named "Hong'er" for a moment, and then explained with a smile, "The Queen Mother is always worried that when I go on the expedition, there is no one around me who will serve carefully, so I sent a little palace maid from my palace to come over, I don't want others to see it, so I can only change her clothes." ” This can be regarded as a point to Ji Ling, so Ji Ling said knowingly, "Your Majesty needs someone to take care of you, minister......
Didn't see anything......"
"Hahaha......
It's a little too clever......"
Zhu Qizhen pointed at Ji Ling and smiled at Wang Zhen, but there was no blame in his tone, "Sir, sit down too, otherwise Ji Ling will not be at ease in his heart." ” "The old slave thanked Your Majesty......"
Wang Zhen glanced at Ji Ling with a smile, and then sat down on the seat specially set up for him by Zhu Qizhen.
At this time, Zhu Qizhen sat high, but Ji Ling and Wang Zhen sat low, so when Zhu Qizhen talked to them, he had a feeling of looking down, and I have to say that this hierarchy in ancient times was indeed reflected in all aspects......
"I remember last time I said that if I have the opportunity, I will let you have a competition with Fan Zhong......"
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Zhu Qizhen said, and he laughed, "But now that the army is marching and fighting, I can't watch you fight for fun, otherwise I won't become a faint king?"
” Zhu Qizhen could say that he was a faint monarch, but Ji Ling and Wang Zhen couldn't take this stubble, so they had to shake their heads awkwardly, "Your Majesty said with a smile." ” "Let's not joke, I'm a little hungry......"
Zhu Qizhen said as he opened the curtain and looked out the window, "But it's still early, I can't let the army stop because of my own appetite, just wait for the evening!"
” Zhu Qizhen seems to like Ruoruo's image of "Mingjun" very much, and Wang Zhen naturally likes it, and then desperately advocates, "Your Majesty Shengming, but you can't be bitter, there is a pot of pigeon soup simmering on the stove, it should still be hot, or Your Majesty will make do with it?"
” "Cheng, bring me a bowl!"
Zhu Qizhen said, rolled up his sleeves, took out a box of dim sum from the small shelf next to him, and then handed it to Ji Ling and said, "Take a piece yourself, but after eating, you are my person!"
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