After hearing this, King Yan nodded and watched Zhu Yunwen kneel down. After saluting, he helped Zhu Yunwen to the seat.

Zhu Yunwen looked at his fourth uncle and reached out to hold his hand.

"Fourth uncle, the one whom my father valued most during his lifetime was his fourth uncle. My nephew is young and has little qualifications. He will need more support from his fourth uncle in the future!"

After hearing this, King Yan immediately stood up and knelt down to worship.

"I have been favored by the late Crown Prince since I was a child, and now I should do my best to assist His Highness until my death!"

Zhu Di lowered his head, and Zhu Yunwen looked down at the back of his fourth uncle's head with a meaningful smile.

That evening, the emperor's grandson naturally wanted to have a family dinner at Prince Yan's Mansion.

The next day, the emperor's grandson hosted a banquet at Wangyue Tower in Peiping and invited all the civil and military officials in Peiping, but King Yan was not invited.

Before Zhu Yuanzhang entered the customs, he sent fast horses to respond to Tianfu. Qitai, the left minister of the recruitment department, went north together with the emperor's grandson to Peiping.

Qi Tai was the humerus minister specially selected by the Crown Princess for her Grandson. He was also the Crown Princess's father, Grandfather of the Grandson, and Master Lu's student. He was quite talented.

It was he who came up with the idea of ​​making a host. Since he wanted to test whether Beiping Wenwen Wu still had the imperial court and whether he had a grandson in his heart, it was just a matter of inviting them to a meal and seeing if they would come.

Qi Tai came up with the solution, and he did the work.

Mr. Qi Taiqi went to the door in person to place a name card.

But it's a pity that he accepted the invitation but never got it right, so when it was time for the banquet, except for the bodyguard and Qi Tai who represented the emperor's grandson, no other Peiping official dared to come to the banquet.

Chen Biao slammed the table angrily.

"Too arrogant, too arrogant. Do these people still have a grandson or a court in their eyes? Do they only have King Yan in their eyes?"

Qi Tai glanced at Chen Biao and reminded: "Master Chen! Silence! Now that we are in Peking, not in the capital, Master Chen must put his grandson first and foremost in everything!"

After hearing this, Chen Biao snorted and said nothing more.

Qi Tai left Wangyue Tower and went to the residence of the emperor's grandson, and told the emperor's grandson what happened tonight.

After hearing this, Zhu Yunwen leaned back in his chair and smiled.

"My fourth uncle is more popular with the military..."

…

On the second day, the emperor's grandson came to the military field to watch Peking's army and horses perform martial arts.

After the emperor's grandson sat down, he saw a general with white hair and beard walking out of the army, kneeling on the ground and saluting the emperor's grandson.

"I, Chen Heng, the commander of the Beiping Dusi, will lead all the troops and horses in Beiping to see His Highness the Emperor Taisun!"

The emperor's grandson looked at the powerful Peiping army on the school field and nodded with satisfaction. He was about to raise his hand to signal Chen Heng to stand up, but he didn't expect that Chen Heng stood up first, and then knelt down to King Yan next to the emperor's grandson.

Go down.

"See His Highness King Yan!"

When he visited the emperor's grandson, the only ones who knelt down were Chen Heng, the commander of the capital, and the deputy commander of the Peking army. A total of twenty-seven people knelt down. It can be seen that the entire Peking army, including the soldiers, knelt down when King Yan

Everyone knelt down.

"See His Highness King Yan!"

The shouts were loud for a moment, and the emperor's grandson had a forced smile on his face, while Qi Tai and Chen Biao on the side had pale faces.

…

What happened in Peiping was delivered to the hands of King Zhu Song of Han two days later.

After reading the report on the situation in Peiping, Zhu Song sighed and handed the letter in his hand to Lao Cao.

Lao Cao took the letter, opened it, and instantly understood why His Highness was so worried yesterday. It turned out...it turned out that the vassal king who might be rebelling turned out to be His Highness King Yan.

If His Highness King Yan really wants to rebel, then I am afraid that the Ming Dynasty will really fall into war, because King Yan is good at fighting, and all of his soldiers are elite soldiers in hundreds of battles. If he really wants to rebel, I am afraid that the court and the

The people are really in trouble.

The most important thing is that Peiping is very close to Liaodong. If the war breaks out by then, King Yan will definitely not fight against the imperial court with one person. He will definitely tangle with all the forces around him that can be entangled. It is difficult to exclude His Royal Highness the King of Han from this.

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"No wonder, His Highness is worried about this!"

As Lao Cao spoke, he put the letter in his hand on the candle beside and burned it to ashes.

Zhu Song looked at Lao Cao.

"Old Cao, on the surface everything is still peaceful now, but if what I am worried about actually happens in the future, how should I, Kaiyuan, deal with myself?"

Lao Cao felt like he had lost half of his brain cells.

"Your Highness, for today's plan, we still need to develop and strengthen Kaiyuan's military strength. Although Kaiyuan has strong soldiers and horses, it is not as good as Peking!"

"So the official's intention is to develop the military today. Even if we really have to face choices in the future, there is always a difference between having enough confidence and not having enough confidence."

It has now entered September, the weather has gradually cooled down, and the harvest season is approaching.

"Forget it, let's not think about those messy things for the time being. The grain harvest is good this year. Let's take care of the immediate matters first."

Lao Cao nodded worriedly.

"Is the policy of lowering officials implemented?"

Zhu Song got up and paced back and forth in the store: "Then do what you want, but remember not to make it too obvious."

"My neighbors collect grain and I store guns. My neighbors are my granary. I don't want to be someone else's granary."

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Qi Tai followed the emperor's grandson back to Yingtian. After arriving at Yingtian, he immediately handed over a memorial. The memorial said that King Yan was too majestic and his tail was too big to fall off.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Qi Tai's memorial, then looked up at the map of Ming Dynasty's northern frontier.

Zhu Yunwen stood beside his imperial grandfather, looking at the map without saying a word. All he could think of was the scene of the soldiers performing martial arts on the Peking school field that day.

"Yunwen, is what Qi Tai said in the memorial true?"

The emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen turned around and said respectfully.

"What the imperial grandfather, Qi Tai, said in the memorial is true. The 17 guards in Peiping and Yanbian have a total of 130,000 elite soldiers. From the command to the military, they all only know the fourth uncle and do not know the court."

Zhu Yuanzhang slammed the memorial in his hand onto the table.

"This stinky boy, our trip to the north is in vain. If we are going to Old Twenty's, we should go to Peiping first and teach this stinky boy a lesson!"

After Zhu Yuanzhang got angry, he shouted.

"Come here, send someone to Peking to tell King Yan that we miss three grandchildren, and ask Princess Yan to take them to live in Beijing!"

Zhu Yunwen felt a little disappointed after listening to his grandfather's arrangement. It seemed that he still failed to move his fourth uncle.
Chapter completed!