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Chapter six hundred and ninety-first

After Yue Zhongqi returned to Beijing for two days, she received the order from the palace. Zhu Yicheng was about to see him tomorrow.

On the day of the day when he was in the face of the saint, Yue Zhongqi took a shower and changed his clothes in advance. Before the time came, he came to the palace gate early to wait. After waiting for a while, a small yellow gate led him into the palace. Yue Zhongqi lowered his head slightly and followed the small yellow gate into the palace. He did not go to see the scenery in the palace, but just followed the small yellow gate quietly. After walking for a while, he didn't know where he was. The small yellow gate asked Yue Zhongqi to wait in one place for a while, and then entered the palace to report.

Soon, the sound of him entering the hall came. Yue Zhongqi took a deep breath, tidy up her clothes again, and walked into the hall. The sunlight outside was very bright, and the hall was much darker. From the light to the dark, Yue Zhongqi's eyes couldn't see clearly for a while, and she felt that there was a vague figure sitting not far away.

Yue Zhongqi thought to herself that this should be the emperor, so she hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and kowtowed, "The surrendered minister Yue Zhongqi pays homage to the priest, long live the priest..."

As soon as he spoke, Yue Zhongqi said in his heart that he was terrible. Zeng Yishu had forgotten what he said to him before in a hurry. Although his title was correct, he clearly used the etiquette of the Qing Dynasty, not the etiquette of the Ming Dynasty. I have always heard that Zhu Yicheng hated the Qing Dynasty very much. After all, Zhu Ming was destroyed by the Qing Dynasty, and Zhu Yicheng's father and grandfather died at the hands of Kangxi. Now that he did this, he would definitely make the emperor dissatisfied.

For a moment, Yue Zhongqi's head roared, and sweat suddenly oozed out of her forehead. I didn't know what to do.

Lie on the ground, Yue Zhongqi didn't know what to do next. Just as he was nervous, he heard a sound of footsteps in his ears, and then he put one hand on his right arm, and then a soft voice rang out.

"You are Yue Dongmei? Hahaha, I have been famous for a long time, you are a tiger general! Come on, stand up and let me have a good look."

Following Zhu Yicheng's pulling up the power of his right arm, Yue Zhongqi hurriedly stood up, but he didn't dare to look at the emperor in front of him. At this moment, he was helpless and stood on the spot.

"What? General Yue is on the battlefield, are you afraid that I will not succeed? Look up. I don't have so many rules here. You can't come here and see me but don't know my appearance. I'm also confused about how you General Yue looks, right?"

Zhu Yicheng laughed loudly. This sentence calmed Yue Zhongqi's panic, and Yue Zhongqi raised her head.

Zhu Yicheng stood in front of him with a smile. Compared to Yue Zhongqi, Zhu Yicheng was half a head taller, but his figure was not as burly as Yue Zhongqi. However, for an emperor, Zhu Yicheng was not weak, and he was obviously the kind of person who often practiced martial arts.

It's no wonder that Zhu Yicheng was the emperor of the horse, and he revived the Ming Dynasty with one hand. He was wearing a regular dress, wearing a black winged crown, with a clear face, and an age similar to Yue Zhongqi. His eyes were bright and bright, and his short beard added to his demeanor.

"Is this the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?" When Yue Zhongqi saw Zhu Yicheng for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Although he had known that Zhu Yicheng was not old, he was still a little surprised after the official meeting. Compared to before meeting the saint, he had a different imagination, but after the official meeting, he was not disappointed at all. Instead, he immediately felt that the emperor should be like this.

Yue Zhongqi has seen Kangxi, so I won’t talk about Kangxi’s appearance. The nickname Kang Mazi has been spread all over the world with the Ming Dynasty’s "Qing Palace Secret News". Kangxi was as thin as a monkey when he was young, let alone the old Kangxi.

As for the princes of Kangxi, Yue Zhongqi naturally met most of them. The most familiar one was the fourteenth prince before, the current Prince Cheng. Compared to Kangxi, who looked pockish, Kangxi's prince was slightly better after the genetic transformation of the harem, but the barbarian foundation was still there, so it was not very good. Most of the so-called heroic martial arts were praised by ministers and slaves, which was far from Zhu Yicheng.

"Come on, sit and talk." Zhu Yicheng greeted Yue Zhongqi like he met his old friend. This is the side hall where he often works. The reason why he summoned Yue Zhongqi here was mainly because of convenience.

At the same time, the summoning in the main hall is in line with etiquette, but the emperor is high and the minister stands far away, and he has to speak at the top of his voice during conversation. Once he speaks lightly, the other party can't hear clearly. Furthermore, for Yue Zhongqi, Zhu Yicheng's long-famous words just now were not casual. If he had not valued Yue Zhongqi, Zhu Yicheng would not have been so generous than him. Therefore, the summoned place was placed in the side hall, which was also what Zhu Yi became the meaning of winning Yue Zhongqi.

As an office place, the side hall is naturally not like the main hall. Zhu Yicheng sat down on the chair casually, then pointed to the other chair nearest to let Yue Zhongqi sit. Yue Zhongqi hesitated for a moment, bowed and thanked the emperor, and then sat down peacefully.

At this time, Zhu Yicheng nodded slightly in his heart. Yue Zhongqi's neither arrogant nor humble attitude satisfied him. After all, this was the Ming court, not the Qing court. Zhu Yicheng never liked the kind of kowtower insect who was timid and knew how to blame him, not to mention that he was a general.

However, Zhu Yicheng also knew that Yue Zhongqi must be nervous when facing the Saint for the first time today. From his polite manner when he entered the hall, he did not care about this. After he sat down, Zhu Yicheng casually asked about the reorganization of the troops in the Central Plains. Yue Zhongqi also followed this topic and as the topic unfolded, Yue Zhongqi's uneasiness gradually disappeared.

"Did your Jiangbei Army be trained first?"

"Returning to the emperor, the Jiangbei Army was recruited to train the Jiangbei Green Camp. As for the part of the food and salary, the Qing court remitted to the northwest. Later, because the Qing court fled to the northwest, I could only find a way to transport the grain, so I barely trained the Jiangbei Army."

Yue Zhongqi told the truth, but when he talked about the canal transportation, he couldn't help but pause and looked a little embarrassed. In order to train the Jiangbei Army, he had repeatedly exploited the Huai'an prefect Wen Dong and the canal transportation governor He Shou, not only emptying their old foundation, but even forced them to rebel against the Qing Dynasty.

But now, these two people are already ministers of the Ming Dynasty like him. Although the reasons for surrendering to the Ming Dynasty are different, they are ultimately considered to be different paths.

Zhu Yicheng naturally knew about this, so he did not ask too much about it, but instead asked about his situation when he was training troops. Yue Zhongqi told him a lot about the method of leading troops passed down by the Yue family. Although the so-called method of leading troops sounded a bit mysterious, in fact, it was nothing more than a few methods of training in the military strategy, but Yue Zhongqi was very strict and serious in the execution.
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