met free Chapter 1019 Can you two still do anything decent in the mortal world?
Chapter 1019 Can you two still do anything decent in the mortal world?
Mu Ying agreed to Zhu Laowu's request without hesitation.
My sworn brother is only interested in medicine. If he wants a few lamas, chieftains and Tibetan doctors, it must be to learn medical skills. What bad intentions could he possibly have?
Mu Ying smiled and nodded in agreement, then turned her gaze to Yang Shaofeng and asked, "Brother-in-law, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Yang Shaofeng shook his head and said, "That's all. This is all I know. The rest you'll have to figure out for yourself."
Mu Ying nodded, and Yang Shaofeng then looked at Li Wenzhong and asked, "Where is my cousin? What brings you here with my sworn brother this time?"
Li Wenzhong sighed and said, "Like my sworn brother, I've also encountered some trouble and had no choice but to come to my brother-in-law for help."
Yang Shaofeng looked at Li Wenzhong with suspicion.
Li Wenzhong, the nephew of Lao Deng, is the prototype of Zhao Yun in Luo Guanzhong's novel. He is the epitome of a pretty boy, and his appearance on a white horse with a silver spear is the dream lover and idol of countless young girls and middle-aged women in the capital.
The key point is that Li Wenzhong did not need to guard Dali like Mu Ying, nor did he need to worry about the entire Ming Dynasty court like Li Shanchang.
Once Liaodong is ready, he can go with Zhu Biao to the northern desert to achieve the feat of sealing the wolf's lair.
Most importantly, while others might not have soldiers under their command from the Ningyang Thousand-Household Garrison, Li Wenzhong certainly did.
After years of persistent efforts, this guy must have at least eighty soldiers from the Ningyang Thousand-Household Garrison, if not a hundred.
Wang Baobao felt a headache whenever he heard Li Wenzhong's name, even more so than when he heard Xu Da's.
What kind of trouble could this guy possibly get into?
Just as Yang Shaofeng was pondering this, Li Wenzhong said directly, "Today's incident was mainly caused by you two, brother-in-law and cousin."
What the hell?
Yang Shaofeng was stunned, and Zhu Biao stared at Li Wenzhong with a completely bewildered expression, then pointed at himself and asked, "Who? Me? Me and my brother-in-law?"
Li Wenzhong rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, "If it wasn't the two of you, then who else would it be but me?"
After a slight pause, Li Wenzhong continued, "My uncle's affair with Miss Liu Si back then, the time he led the Duke of Wei to steal cattle while herding cattle for the Liu landlord's family, when..."
Out of respect for elders and superiors, Li Wenzhong forcibly swallowed the word "beggar" and said, "Back then, when my uncle was traveling around begging for alms, he liked the story of Pearl Jade White Jade Soup, and the story of him sleeping in the Confucian Temple in Ningyang County because he thought the frogs were too noisy. And the story of him stealing chickens from the villagers in your Ningyang County and making beggar's chicken..."
Li Wenzhong grew angrier as he spoke, staring at Zhu Biao and Yang Shaofeng with an unfriendly expression, and said, "All this nonsense, you two made it up, didn't you?"
Zhu Biao pointed at Yang Shaofeng without hesitation: "It was all my brother-in-law's idea!"
Yang Shaofeng's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He glared at Zhu Biao and said, "Weren't these jokes fabricated by His Highness?"
Zhu Biao shrank back slightly, feeling a little guilty, and then said, though his argument was weak, "If it weren't for my brother-in-law's idea, how could I have come up with so many jokes?"
"Mr. Shanchang's crooked poem, 'An eighteen-year-old bride and a sixty-year-old groom, a pear tree in full bloom pressing down on a crabapple.'"
"Mr. Qingtian tricked the Dragon King into coming up with this story about the Dragon-Locking Well."
"The Duke of E invited his wife to review the troops."
"The Duke of Wei killed a chicken for his wife to eat."
"These were all your ideas, brother-in-law."
Yang Shaofeng suddenly felt a little guilty, and his gaze toward Li Wenzhong became more probing.
What exactly is going on today?
Could it be that Old Deng discovered his eldest son was unreliable, so he sent his nephew to stand up for him?
Or did the aggrieved parties like Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, Chang Yuchun, and Xu Da all go to the palace to file complaints?
Looking at Zhu Biao and Yang Shaofeng's expressions, Li Wenzhong felt completely numb.
Good guy.
I really don’t know if I don’t ask, but I’ll be shocked if I ask.
The entire imperial court was rearranged?
As the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty and the current imperial son-in-law, can you two still do anything mortal?
Speaking of which, these should be articles from the later issues of the "Da Ming Newspaper," right?
This will draw attention to the newly published Ming Dynasty newspaper.
We can't miss such an interesting joke.
Li Wenzhong forcibly pulled his increasingly erratic thoughts back on track, and then snorted coldly, saying, "Regardless of which of you two came up with this idea, or who started it first, it's the two of you who caused this mess."
Zhu Biao and Yang Shaofeng exchanged a guilty glance and tentatively asked, "Was it my father who got angry? Or did the Duke of Han and the others go to the palace to complain?"
"That's not right either."
“It’s understandable that my dad got angry, but the jokes from the Korean group haven’t even been released yet, how could they possibly go and complain beforehand?”
Li Wenzhong glanced at Zhu Biao and snorted again, saying, "I came to see you two this time not because my uncle is angry about this matter, nor because the Duke of Han and the others went to the palace to complain, but because the gentry in Jiangnan have already noticed something is wrong."
Upon hearing that it wasn't because Emperor Zhu was angry, nor because Li Shanchang and others went to complain, Zhu Biao immediately felt relieved and said, "So what if they found out? The die is cast anyway. Even if they realize something is wrong, it's too late."
Li Wenzhong chuckled and looked at Zhu Biao, saying, "What if they fabricate contradictory rumors? What if they accuse my brother-in-law of raising a private army? What if they accuse my brother-in-law of seeking fame and prestige?"
Seeing Zhu Biao's nonchalant expression, Li Wenzhong continued to ask, "If the fabrication of contradictory rumors fails, and these people, driven to desperation, directly raise the flag of rebellion, how does Your Highness plan to deal with it?"
Zhu Biao smiled nonchalantly, while Yang Shaofeng, with a dark and sour face, said, "So they're all here for me?"
"No, do these people have some kind of serious mental illness?"
"You can dislike me if you want."
"The problem is, can't these idiots learn their lesson?"
"Even if they send someone to poison or assassinate me, I'd still respect them."
"What do you mean by accusing me of raising a private army to gain fame and prestige?"
As soon as Yang Shaofeng finished speaking, Zhu Biao and Li Wenzhong's faces darkened.
It wasn't because of the mysterious actions of the gentry in Jiangnan, but because of Yang Shaofeng's words—"Do you want to hear what you're saying?"
Poisoned.
Assassination.
In the capital of the Ming Dynasty, what kind of poisoning and assassination plot was used against the imperial son-in-law of the Ming emperor?
The gentry and gentlemen of Jiangnan are bad, not stupid!
The plowshare case, the ironware case, the blank seal case, and so on had already severely damaged the morale of the gentry in Jiangnan.
If another case involving a prince consort were to occur, would any of the gentry in Jiangnan be left alive?
Li Wenzhong glanced at Yang Shaofeng again and said, "Let's not talk about those baseless things like raising private soldiers and seeking fame and prestige. Let's just say that the gentry in Jiangnan really did raise their flags in rebellion. What are your plans, brother-in-law?"