"beat!"

With Boxer shouting, Su Cheng's three cannons surrounded and blocked, killing Ha Ming's last piece.

At this point, after several rounds of battles, the Sucheng regiment destroyed all the guards in front of Zhu Qiyu's bedroom.

Wang Zhi and Ren Li came out.

Su Cheng stood up and greeted the two of them with a smile. After winning the battle, he always felt good.

Well, the game counts.

Hey, why did Ren Li's expression look like a dead father? He should have come to show his loyalty to the emperor and become the chief military officer, but why did he look like his own father died?

"Duke, I'll have to ask you to prepare the imperial carriage. The Supreme Emperor wants to return to the capital in the south."

kindness?

Su Cheng was a little confused. He expected that the enemy had his current instinct, but he actually failed in Zhu Qizhen.

This grandson just made a harsh statement the day before yesterday. If the court doesn’t give me an explanation, I won’t return to the capital by suppressing the heads of the Yang Hong, the gang of soldiers in Sucheng. Why did the king change his mind today when he arrived?

Su Cheng ordered Zhang Yong behind him and said:

"Go and prepare for the guards of the imperial carriage and escort the Supreme Emperor to the south on a day."

Zhang Yong led a group of guards to go.

In the General's Mansion, the chaos jumped.

Because the Supreme Emperor was fussing and refused to leave, the car that had originally pulled the Emperor back from the Ola was transferred to the border army after Zhang Yong asked Sucheng for instructions, and was preparing to wait for the border army to transport goods from Huangniwa to see if the situation was to transfer the car back.

The car driver should have just started on the road now. I will catch him back, which is really a bit of a trauma of the General's Mansion.

I can only shunt the car from another place.

Su Cheng and Wang Zhi sat in the office. Looking at the busy civil servants, Su Cheng asked Wang Zhi in confusion:

"It was the hard work of the Secretary Wang and the great contributions. As soon as the Emperor saw the elder, he changed his mind and wanted to return to the capital in the south."

Wang Zhizheng picked up the teacup and drank water. Hearing this, he looked over the lid of the teacup, looked at Su Cheng, put down the teacup, and shook his head gently. He was as powerful as the Duke of Loyalty, and he was inevitably gossipy.

"Duke Zhongguo's words are wrong. I didn't expect that just a few words of persuasion would make the Supreme Emperor agree to Nangui. After thinking about it, it could only be the original intention of the Supreme Emperor, just want Nangui."

When Su Cheng heard this, he immediately understood that he would never return to the south, but just to scare the court. You should give me a step as soon as possible, and I will go back with decent looks.

Su Cheng's contempt for Zhu Qizhen increased a little further. This grandson is so mentally bad.

If the emperor of his generation had to survive the fittest, he would not be able to become an emperor even if he was beaten to death.

Yang Xin, the deputy general's office in Xicheng, heard that the Emperor wanted to return to the south and needed to transfer a car to drive. He was confused. His hands holding the brush were shaking, and several places were scratched on the military booklet that was being dealt with.

Han Qing next to him asked Zhang Yong in surprise:

"Old Zhang, are you right? The Supreme Emperor is going to return to the south? It's impossible. During the commemoration that day, I was behind the prince, but I heard it really, the Supreme Emperor will not leave."

Yang Xin put down his brush, looked at the military book with a bitter face, and said mockingly:

"What's impossible?"

"Our Supreme Emperor has two different ideas in the morning and in the evening. He must have wanted to return to Beijing, but he was forced to pay tribute and felt that he had been wiped out, so he was making trouble and asked the court to give him a step."

Han Qing next to him nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, that's what it means. We were frightened by our master and made things difficult for Yang Hou under the altar. We were glaring at our master and went to the stage to pay tribute. Such a person has no courage."

Yang Xin made a decision and said:

"Then intercept the truck that was pulling goods to Zhenluwei, let them redirect and supply the goods for the Supreme Emperor."

Zhang Yong looked unwilling when he heard this:

"Although we don't like the Supreme Emperor, the Nala asphalt car is too dirty. If it breaks and is broken in the middle and is searched for an opportunity to punish the prince, it will be broken."

Yang Qing waved his hand:

"I'm afraid of being fur. I'm just laying a layer of trophy carpets brought back from Oirat, and the Supreme Emperor will definitely be happy."

Everyone nodded repeatedly.

Nancheng was watching Zhang Shitou unloading the asphalt and paving the road in Zhang Shitou when he heard the news, his fat on his face was twisted.

"You heard that right, the Supreme Emperor is going to return to the capital? It's only been less than three days, it's impossible. If a person wants a face, a tree needs bark. I, Lao Zhang, dare not slap himself in the face like this, so I have to stretch it for a few days."

Lao Xie, who was talking to him, looked puzzled:

"Damn, I don't believe it either, but Zhang Yong has already brought someone to Yang Xin to ask for a new car. Yesterday, the Emperor Yun of Yun had just rushed from Xuanfu to Huangniwa from Xuanfu. It's still hard to transfer the car for a while."

Shi Tou thought about it, but still couldn't believe it:

"I think it's unlikely that he would slap himself in the face without being so cruel. He would dare to do anything that would make him lose his prestige like this. What's the benefit?"

Lao Xie slapped Shi Tou in the head:

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Damn, just listen to the grandfather. We are not familiar with the court's political disputes. Even those civil officials can kill us, let alone the emperor. We just listen to the grandfather."

Shi Tou nodded repeatedly, agreeing:

"Yes, yes, let's listen to the master."

...

The capital city, night, Changping Hou Mansion.

Yang Hong, who was sitting in the quilt, took the letter handed by his son Yang Jie and looked carefully. The ravines on his face seemed to be deeper.

Putting down the letter, Yang Hong ordered Yang Jie to say:

"Write a reply letter to your elder brother, so that he must obey Duke Zhong's command and do not have any ideas of disobeying Duke. Whether our Yang family can survive depends on whether Duke Zhong is willing to support us."

Yang Jie was a little puzzled:

"Now Your Majesty treats his father with great kindness, takes charge of the 12th Regiment Battalion, and has added the power to be the head of the Governor's Office of the Five Army. If his father is better, he may have entered the cabinet for preparatory flights. What difficulties will he not be able to survive in the top military honors?"

Old Yanghong shook his head, and said helplessly:

"You, your political sensitivity is still not as good as your elder brother and second brother. Although your third brother is a bit slutty, he is politically keen and stronger than you."

"Why did the Supreme Emperor refuse to return south? Isn't it because of the civil engineering tribute, who can be involved in this matter? Duke of Zhongguo Su Cheng, Minister of War Yu Qian, and your father, Yang Hong, Marquis of Changping."

"Ahem cough cough"

Yang Hong suddenly started coughing when he spoke.

Yang Jie hurriedly took out the spittoon and helped Yang Hong take the coughed phlegm.

Yang Hong sat back and looked at the bright red inside the spittoon, and his tone was helpless:

"Yu Qian and Su Cheng are both important civil and military officials in the court. Even if the Supreme Emperor has any objections to them, His Majesty will not agree to the Supreme Emperor dealing with them. Therefore, the bargaining chip that can be sacrificed is only ours."

"It's okay if my father is alive. If I die, with your three personalities, our Changping Marquis' Mansion will be about to destroy the family."

Yang Jie looked at Yang Hong worriedly:

"Father, you will have no trouble. Besides, for our Yang family, you must live well. As long as you are still here, Your Majesty will not touch our Yang family if you have worked hard and made great contributions."

Yang Hong smiled miserably and lay down slowly under Yang Jie's service, his voice aging and decaying:

"Yes, I'm still here, I'm fine."
Chapter completed!