The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Seeing that the enemy Yan Song has won the victory and returned to the court, he is a high-ranking official, rich in salary, powerful and powerful, and has unlimited prestige, but because of his duty as a minister of the Ministry of Rites, his enemy has to arrange a triumphant welcome gift for Yan Bandit!

your sister!

Isn't this a wedding dress for others?

The depression in Xu Jie's heart was worse than eating Coptis chinensis.

The most depressing thing is that this time Yan Song suppressed the rebellion and arrested his eldest son Xu Yang.Last time he heard that the eldest son was also affected by the witchcraft of the Miao nationality. He couldn't speak human words, but only clucked roosters...

The fire in Xu Jie's heart was even more intense.

Bitterly hate pressing the gold thread every year, making wedding clothes for others!

This is not the first time he has organized a suburban welcome ceremony for Yan Song. It seems that the last time Yan Song defeated Mongolia in Tianjin, the triumphant entry ceremony at that time was also organized by him...

Afterwards, Jiajing also praised him a few words, saying that he did a good job in organizing the welcoming ceremony for Yan Ge's old suburb...

Xu Jie was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

What's more, according to the rules, these people represented the emperor Jiajing to welcome the great hero Yan Song.Of course the emperor cannot kneel, but in the imperial decree it is clearly required: "Hundreds of officials kneel¨~welcome"!

In other words, Xu Jie had to kneel down to Yan Song!Because he is the Minister of Rites, he must kneel in the front row!

Xu Jie's eyes turned green.

Fortunately, he also planted an insidious foreshadowing for Yan Song to frame Yan Song, otherwise he would really explode.

Yan Song got off his horse and walked in front of all the officials, with an awe-inspiring and sincere look: "It's such a cold day, I keep everyone waiting here for a long time, Yan Song has no place to panic."

Xu Zan and Yang Bo laughed, and said solemnly: "Declaration! The emperor's decree, the Crown Prince Taibao and the chief assistant of the cabinet, Yan Song, put down the Guizhou rebellion. The soldiers are extremely fast, and they have made great contributions to the country. They greet all the officials for ten miles and kneel down to welcome them." Yan Song!"

After the two announced their decrees, all the civil and military officials who came to the suburbs to welcome them looked at Xu Jie one after another.

Ordinarily, it was the Minister of Rites who presided over the ceremony and announced that he would kneel down and salute.

Xu Jie has a complex expression on his face.

Do not kneel?

Certainly not.

As the Minister of Rites, he is the focus of everyone's attention.

Then you can only kneel!

Xu Jie deserved to be a deep old fox in the city, he held back his breath, and said loudly: "Hundred officials, kneel!"

He was the first to push the golden mountain and overturn the jade pillar, and knelt down to Yan Song.

Yan Song glanced at Xu Jie and smiled.

Xu Zan, Yang Bo and others also knelt down one after another.

Yan Song was very frightened, and hurriedly stopped them one by one, and pulled them up forcibly: "Everyone is a colleague, and they are ministers of the same dynasty. Yan only managed to wipe out the rebellion with the help of the emperor's heavenly power and the Ming's national fortune. There are also all of you The credit for the strong support in the rear. How dare someone Yan take the credit for himself? Please hurry up!"

One by one, he helped up the cabinet elders and ministers of various ministries...

Then goose.

He just pretended not to see it and skipped Xu Jie.

Xu Jie knelt on the ground stupidly, this is depressed.

He wanted to get up by himself, but the emperor ordered him to kneel down, but if he couldn't get up, it was obvious that Yan Thief wanted to humiliate him on purpose and make him look ugly...

Yan Song just pretended not to see, until he helped up the six ministers and even the servants of each department one by one, and even kissed and held their hands, talking and laughing for a long time...

After that, he suddenly ".〃saw" Xu Jie who was still kneeling on the ground with a livid face.

"Huh? Xu Shangshu? Didn't this pavilion ask everyone to get up? Why are you still kneeling? How can I afford such a big gift? Please get up quickly?"

Yan Song stepped forward with a smile on his face, and personally helped Xu Jie up.

It's March in Yangchun, but it's still cold on the ground.

Xu Jie was on the cold ground, his knees were numb, he staggered when he stood up, and almost fell down.

He is so angry.

Yan Song, however, was not polite, pretending to be concerned, and said with a smile: "This suburb welcomes the big ceremony, Xu Shangshu is too grand. It's just that the old man in the pavilion is very dissatisfied!"

This voice was like thunder, and everyone was astonished when he said it.

Why, are you still not satisfied with such a grand, exaggerated and extravagant suburban welcome gift?

What else do you want?

Xu Jie's face was as suffocated as a pig's liver.

Yan Song didn't care, and said in a deep voice: "Oh, my elder also knows that Xu Shangshu (Wang Dehao) is trying to curry favor with the emperor because of the emperor's will, but... alas! The waste is too much!"

Yan Song was emotional, pointing to the ten-mile-long silk fire tree and the silk flowers cut by the embroiderer, his heart ached to death, and he said with grief: "Xu Shangshu, it's not that I, Yan Song, don't know what to do and are against you. See for yourself. Look, there are so many silks and satins, one can be exported in exchange for 100 taels of silver. But what about you? You used them on these trees! Such a waste of silks and satins makes my heart ache to death! My heart is bleeding! And For the satin flowers over there, how much top-quality satin do you need after cutting so many? How much silver do you need?"

He beat his chest and stomped his feet, his voice became louder, and he said in pain: "Xu Shangshu! Xu Shangshu! Every penny of the imperial court's salary is the people's fat and people's ointment. Every porridge and meal is hard-won!

acting?

Who wouldn't!