eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 564
After the early dynasty, Qiu Yue was left behind by the emperor and summoned to the Qianqing Palace alone.

After all, this kind of ceremony in the morning court is still too formal, and some words are not convenient to say.In private, Zhu Houzhao can relax a lot.

Qiu Yue couldn't tell the difference for a while, was the bright and great emperor just now the same person...

"Qiu Yue, what do you say?"

"Return to Your Majesty's words, the word is Tingwei."

Zhu Houzhao praised, "Good calligraphy, who made it?"

Qiu Yue felt a little nervous. When he asked Wang Shouren for advice, he never mentioned that he would 'chat' like this.Fortunately, the questions are not difficult to answer.

"It's the minister's adoptive father. The former commander of Ningxia was responsible for the matter."

Zhu Houzhao doesn't quite remember the details about Qiu Yue, but as far as the person in front of him is concerned, he is also quite sturdy visually-he is tall and has long arms, and his arms are thicker than ordinary people, and the whole person looks very big , such a person leads [-] elite cavalry...

Although the number of people is not many, but the impact is also very strong.

"Where are your own parents?"

"I came from a humble background, and my father was originally from a military household in Ningxia. However, during the Hongzhi period of Chenghua, the Tatars repeatedly invaded the frontiers, and wars continued in the northwest. My parents have also passed away."

"Do you have a wife and children?"

"I have a wife and two concubines, and I have a son named Qiuchang."

According to the ancient rules, when the general leads the army, his wife and children must stay in the capital.

This has nothing to do with who is the emperor, even the general himself has to do the same, otherwise, wouldn't it be a case of giving people the truth to accuse you of treason?
"Based on your background, it should be a great fortune to be able to enter Fengtian Palace and Qianqing Palace."

"The minister is today, all thanks to His Majesty's blessing."

Zhu Houzhao smiled, "You are a warrior who has never read a book, don't learn how to speak like those literati. I didn't know you before, what good luck do you have?"

Qiu Yuejun can only follow the "formula" in the prelude, and the emperor suddenly doesn't follow the routine with him, and he won't be able to.

"Your Majesty... His Majesty taught you the lesson."

"What an idiot, when did I teach you a lesson?" Zhu Houzhao didn't make things difficult for this newcomer who had just entered the palace, he waved his hands and said, "Get up, let me go out for a walk."

"Yes."

Qiu Yue is already over 40 years old. Historically, it seems that he died in the 16th year of Zhengde. At this time, he was in good health and mighty, and his figure was much taller than the emperor. Standing on the side was actually a bit abrupt.

But no matter how fierce the man is, he will be a little shorter in the palace, and he will be a little cautious when he follows the emperor.

Zhu Houzhao is going to the martial arts hall where he usually exercises his body. In fact, he can use swords and swords a few times, but he is not very proficient, and he has no actual combat. It is more of a hobby and physical fitness.

On the way, he turned sideways and said to Qiu Yue, "Continuing what I said just now, I have seen your past, Mr. Yang Ge already praised you for your bravery in battle, and you have made outstanding achievements in battle for more than ten years. So if you say that you have today, only by luck It’s not right, after all, it’s your own life.”

"Your Majesty's praise, I just made some small contributions."

You Zhi stared at him, did he start talking nonsense except for a few routine words?

But the emperor didn't seem to care, "So, does Tingwei want to make some great contributions?"

Qiu Yue knelt down, "Despite your majesty's decree, I will never frown!"

"Don't be so surprised. Get up." Zhu Houzhao raised his arm slightly, and said slowly: "I understand the difficulties of the people below. Even if they have made meritorious service, the above may not know it. I have to understand this. I only have two eyes, so I can't know everything. But for you, I have summoned and remembered, and if there is anything that can be used in the future, an imperial decree will pass. At that time, I will make a contribution to you. Knowing all of them, so it’s not your end to be in charge of everything, and I mention that you became the general soldier of Ningxia, so don’t think that this achievement in this life is enough.”

Qiu Yue's blood suddenly started to boil, what did the emperor mean by these words?
"Chen... I'm stupid, I just think about what His Majesty tells me to do, and I will do what I want."

Zhu Houzhao's tone was very serious, "I want you to train elite soldiers of Ningxia's Four Guards! Elite soldiers who can fight against Guyuan Army and Shuofang Army!"

Qiu Yue realized at once that this was the same as what Wang Shouren said that day.

In this way, he was confident, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm a bit clumsy in doing things, but leading soldiers in battle is the job of a man who eats! There will never be any mistakes."

Zhu Houzhao stretched out his hand.

Behind him, You Zhi carefully handed over a knife, the handle was black, but the blade was polished very brightly.

"This is not a famous sword, but I ordered people to make it for myself. This time, your achievements in countering the rebellion are a bit shallow, and I understand that it is a bit shallow to call you to Beijing. To make amends with this. Take it."

Qiu Yue was at a loss for a moment, he didn't know whether to accept it or not.

You Zhi reminded from the side, "General Qiu, the gifts from the Holy Majesty have deep meanings, and you must never refuse."

Qiu Yue then knelt down and raised his hands high, "I thank Your Majesty for bestowing the saber."

"There is no deep meaning, I just hope that you Qiu Tingwei can become a sharp machete of my Ming Dynasty. Remember, the Northwest will use soldiers, and your future is not limited to this. Don't learn from those short-sighted generals who occupy the land and bully the people. If you train your troops well and manage them well, the rewards in the future will be more than a few acres of Susukida?"

The king bestows a knife with profound meanings.

But Zhu Houzhao didn't hesitate too much, after all, this is the Marquis of Xianning in history.

Qiu Yue didn't expect to have such a harvest this time, except for the action of kneeling and kowtowing, his mouth couldn't utter any powerful and beautiful words.

After Zhu Houzhao finished his work, he let him go out of the palace, and at the same time told him, "Mr. Yang Ge is kind to you for his understanding and support. Before you leave Beijing, you must visit him. Don't just go back to Ningxia on your own."

"The minister obeys the order!"

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Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

On the other side, Yan Song has locked himself in the study for a day, and basically didn't figure out anything.

But Li Mengyang and his group really did it clearly. At this time, the literary meeting has not officially started, and everyone in Beijing already knows it.

The location is chosen in a new "landmark building" library garden in the capital.

The value of the library garden is worth repairing, no matter where the scholars are, they must visit this garden first when they arrive in the capital, and they leave many stories in groups.For example, someone studied hard in the library for a year and finally got into high school.

Stories like this made the Library Garden a special meaning given by Qingliu literati. Anyone who wants to hang out in the literati circle will not dare to humiliate or slander at will.

And given Li Mengyang's status in the literary world, it was not difficult for him to choose this place, and it was extremely suitable.

But even they didn't expect Yan Song to come.

Yan Song is a former attendant in the chamberlain, the emperor's 'personal secretary', and his status is somewhat special.

Moreover, Yan Song has not done anything bad so far, he is still a decent person, although he is not close to them.

Bian Gong also said to Li Mengyang: "This Yan Weizhong doesn't have a close relationship with us. I thought he didn't agree with the literary retro we advocated, but I didn't expect it... I'm afraid it's because the person is wrong, and only because of the face of the god-given brother, he will do it. Give."

Li Mengyang was a little bit proud of a literati, but he said: "I heard that he has a bit of practical knowledge. At that time, I will not take it, and don't call myself a senior."

"Understand, understand, those who achieve it come first."

According to 'academic seniority', both Li Mengyang and Bian Gongzhong Jinshi were much earlier than Yan Song.

These two people have been in the society for several years, and they still cling to the 'graduation school ranking' every day.

The gathering of literati is very lively.

But speaking of it, it's those forms.

As a fastidious person, one must first choose a suitable place, that is, to have a style, even if there is no real landscape, it should be embellished with paintings by famous masters. Only when so many famous people gather together and talk about Taoism can they feel elegant.

There is no shortage of these in the library garden. After all, this place was originally built for literati.

Zangshu Yuanzheng Song Heng is also a scholar, and it is difficult for a scholar to refuse invitations from people like Li Mengyang and He Jingming.Although the emperor didn't make a decree to say it clearly, but borrowing books in the garden, holding a grand event, does not violate the court rules.

Once you have a place, you need some necessary 'things',
The so-called literati collection is nothing more than drinking, tasting tea, appreciating flowers, playing the piano, composing poems, painting, etc. Don't feel bored, this kind of spiritual civilization is not at the general level.

After all these are equipped with tables, chairs and benches, and the four treasures of the study, as long as you get together at that time, or play games and write poems, or enjoy chatting, you will never be left alone.

The first day of November in the fourth year of Zhengde is a well-chosen day.

Yan Song straightened his clothes, and he had to set off if he didn't set off. In fact, he himself knew that after today's trip, there might be some disturbances tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)