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At Xu Shi, Wu Sangui and his party temporarily settled down in a magnificent inn not far from Dong'anmen Street.

There are many inns in this neighborhood.

Wu Sangui made a rough count and found that there were seven or eight houses in an alley that was not the main street but was just over one mile away.

After asking roundaboutly about Li Banghua's servants, Wu Sangui realized that this was the favorite place for ministers from other places to live when they came to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit.

If it were placed normally, even if you have money, you may not be able to find a place here.

Because this place is very close to the imperial city, most of these inns are owned by prominent figures in the capital. The ministers from other places staying here are, to a certain extent, a sign of goodwill to these important figures.

But at this time, the Tatars entered the customs, and the business here became extremely deserted.

This was not the first time Wu Sangui came to the capital. He had studied in the capital in his early years. However, he was still young at that time and had only a partial understanding of many things and was far from being able to grasp the core.

The last time he came to the capital was when he attacked the official body of Qianhu.

There has always been a custom in the Ming Dynasty that if you want to take the post of a thousand households, you must go to the capital in person and prepare a case with the Ministry of War. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a recognition of one's face.

After all, communication in this era is far from comparable to that of later generations.

Thousand households are actually seeds. If they take root and sprout in the future and grow into towering trees, the court will have better control.

But before, even though Wu Sangui was a disciple of a general, and even though he had held the position of a thousand households, he was still just an inconspicuous minion in the long bureaucracy of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, although it had only been less than two years since he last came to the capital, everything had changed because he had become famous in one battle.

After Li Banghua's two servants were well served, one went to report to Li Banghua, and the other went into the room to rest. Wu Sangui finally had the opportunity to lie down on a comfortable bed again after many days.

Lighting a cigar and looking at the exquisite carvings above his head with indescribable fatigue, Wu Sangui was not overjoyed that he was about to face the Holy Emperor and was received by the Emperor, but instead was filled with endless worries.

What he feared most happened.

What made Wu Sangui even more horrified was that he was actually regarded as the 'target' and was singled out and placed alongside Governor Yuan, but treated differently...

Just now, he had learned from Li Banghua's servants that after Li Banghua entered the city, he went directly to the imperial city to meet the saint.

Then~~, tonight, it is basically a certainty that the emperor will receive him.

Taking a strong puff of the cigar, Wu Sangui pushed the hair on his forehead back over and over again, closing his eyes hard, and then opening them again.

Since entering the city, he has been thinking about why, after going to Beijing to serve as the king, he ended up like this...

Originally, Wu Sangui had no idea, but at this time, forcing himself to calm down, Wu Sangui seemed to have suddenly caught something...

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Forbidden City, Yangxin Hall.

Li Banghua had just left, and the young eunuch who went to order Wu Sangui to enter the palace to meet the saint had already been leaving for a long time.

Emperor Chongzhen sat on the bright yellow dragon chair a little tiredly, looking at the imperial case that there were many fewer memorials than usual, with a gloomy expression.

The little eunuchs serving around him also knew that the emperor was not in a good mood at this time. He was so out of breath that he did not dare to breathe. He looked at his nose and heart, as if he was wandering in the sky.

Even Xiaodouzi, who was deeply trusted and favored by Emperor Chongzhen, kept his eyes against the golden wool carpet under his feet and never dared to look away.

In the majestic and brightly lit hall, there was almost no noise except for the occasional naughty night breeze that slapped the window eaves.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and no one seemed to know what to do.

Finally, after a long while, an old and familiar figure walked in quickly, went straight to Emperor Chongzhen and whispered: "Your Majesty, I have almost checked everything that happened before."

"Um?"

Emperor Chongzhen raised his sword eyebrows, stared straight into Wang Chengen's eyes, and squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Say."

"yes."

Wang Chengen was busy and leaned closer to Emperor Chongzhen, and began to whisper in a low voice.

Xiaodouzi secretly picked an inconspicuous gap and glanced at the emperor's case with his peripheral vision, only to find that the emperor's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip with water.

At this time, a sharp report from the young eunuch came from outside the door: "Wu Sangui, the former commander-in-chief of Ningyuan Army, has an audience."

Wang Chengen was startled, straightened his body quickly, and whispered: "Your Majesty, people are here."

"Um."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded slowly, waved his hands a little tiredly and said: "Xuan."

"yes."

After a moment, the young eunuch's sharp voice sounded again, "Xuan~, Ningyuan's former military commander Wu Sangui has an audience!"

"Xuan~, Ningyuan's former military commander-in-chief Wu Sangui has an audience."

Not long after, Wu Sangui, dressed in a red Qianzong official robe, came to the hall quickly but carefully.

The little eunuch beside him hurriedly whispered: "Mr. Wu Qian, just kowtow and salute in front of the line."

How could Wu Sangui dare to neglect him? A few steps behind the golden thread, he knelt down respectfully and said, "Wu Sangui, who holds the humble position of Ningyuan and former military commander, has met my emperor. Long live my emperor. Long live my emperor."

Emperor Chongzhen looked at Wu Sangui with interest.

Emperor Chongzhen was also very interested in this young general who was about the same age as himself but could achieve such heroic feats.

The two were about twenty steps apart, and Wu Sangui kept his head lowered. Emperor Chongzhen could not see Wu Sangui's face clearly for a while.

However, just looking at his body shape or his clothes, Emperor Chongzhen already had some inexplicable liking for Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui's good education and background since childhood, or temperament, showed his advantages at this time.

It's like in later generations, some kindergartens may only cost one or two thousand yuan a year, but some kindergartens start at a million yuan a year.

If you can’t eat grapes and say they are sour, do you think there is no difference? But is this really the case?

After a moment, Emperor Chongzhen said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, there is no need to be nervous. Just raise your head and let me have a good look."

"Eh? Yes."

Wu Sangui quickly raised his head respectfully and humbly, but he never dared to look directly at Long Yan. Instead, he kept staring at the gold-rimmed carpet not far ahead.

Looking at Wu Sangui's appearance, Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but feel even more delighted. He smiled and said, "Mr. Wu Qian doesn't look like a warrior? How could he accomplish such extraordinary feats?"

"Well……"

Wu Sangui was slightly dazed.

On the side, Wang Chengen smiled and said: "Mr. Wu Qian, you don't have to be cautious. Just answer the emperor truthfully."

"Eh? Yes."

Only then did Wu Sangui react and said hurriedly and respectfully: "Your Majesty, at that time, at that time... To be honest, Bei Shi's father was in danger, Bei Shi didn't think much about it, he just wanted to risk his life to save his father...

… Just like that, Beizhi fought with the Tatars for their lives, only to find that these dog Tatars are also human beings and will die. They are not invincible as Beizhi imagined before.”

Although Wu Sangui's words were very vulgar, simply vulgar and totally out of touch with his normal level of style, it was not that Wu Sangui was really nervous, but that he had already planned it.

Even if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them.

Those who were beaten to death were all skilled in martial arts, and those who were drowned were all skilled in water.

At this point, if he no longer cares about life and death and insists on showing off in front of the emperor, then, even if the emperor can tolerate him, I am afraid that God will not be able to tolerate him.

Anyway, if so many people see this thing, the paper will definitely not be able to contain the fire.

Instead of trying to be clever and embellish it with fancy words, it is better to return to the original nature and tell the story truthfully.

After all, Wu Sangui is not yet twenty years old. He always needs a certain amount of time to grow up, right?

Beside the imperial case, Emperor Chongzhen and Wang Chengen looked at each other, and Wang Chengen nodded slightly.

The smile on Emperor Chongzhen's face couldn't help but get bigger, but for a moment, he suppressed it and became rigid.

Wang Chengen smiled and said: "Mr. Wu Qian, what you said is different from the rumors. Did the Zajia heard that you were ordered to save your father and fought to the death to defeat the Tatars?"

Wu Sangui felt so cold that he broke out in a cold sweat.

He never dreamed that this old eunuch would be so serious about this kind of thing, and he would also speak so straightforwardly...

Although Wu Sangui had never met Wang Chengen before, but at this time, he was able to serve the emperor, be so close to the emperor, and have the emperor trust him so much. Thinking about it, Wu Sangui also knew that this kind of old eunuch was afraid that the two

You can count them on your fingers.

But Wu Sangui is also very human after all.

After a moment, he came back to his senses and said hurriedly and respectfully: "Hui, back to my father-in-law. Ji Zhi, Ji Zhi is actually a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Especially the Tatars' fighting power and bravery are much greater than Ji Shi thought.

At that time, if Beizhi had not been determined, he would have gone ahead and fought against the Tatars. The outcome was really unpredictable. Beizhi had been dreaming these past few days, and sometimes he would wake up. Fortunately, the emperor blessed him and Buddha showed mercy.

Only a humble job can lead to such a good fortune."

Wang Chengen deliberately darkened his face and said very displeasedly: "Mr. Wu Qian, I listen to your wishes. If we do it again, you may not be able to defeat the Tatars?"

Wu Sangui shivered and swallowed with some difficulty. At this time, he already knew that the old eunuch's words were extremely sharp.

He hurriedly raised his hands respectfully and said: "Go back to my father-in-law. The battlefield situation is changing rapidly. I am afraid that a veteran like Li Yuanqing would not dare to say that he will win the battle. If it happens again, even if he cannot win in his humble position, at least it should not be too difficult.

Beizhi suffered a loss because Beizhi already had a certain understanding of the Tatars' fighting prowess and bravery, including their habits. Moreover, Beizhi was still young and had few men under his command. Beizhi believed that as long as Beizhi had more friendships with the Tatars,
To be continued...