I really didn't want to be emperor

Chapter 547 Huangtu's domineering industry talks and laughs, but life is drunk

The front yard of the palace.

Ye Jun, the figure of the Nine Kings appeared, and the prince and a servant came over, "Uncle Nine Kings, also here is the third."

The Ninth Prince said solemnly: "Come to Jun'er to have a drink, since the prince is here, how about a drink together."

The prince frowned, with a sad expression, "The lone also wants to get drunk with Uncle Wang, but he is entangled in government affairs. I'm afraid the wine of tonight will be blessed."

Ye Jun felt the sorrow of the prince, "Brother emperor, please, let us sit down and tell."

quickly.

The three appeared under the pavilion in the backyard of the palace. After Ye Jun signaled that they were seated, "The emperor's brother is in charge of the country, he is busy with government affairs. I shouldn't have dinner yet, or eat a little first."

The prince watched the food served on the stone table, and resisted the feeling of hunger, "The third child, I will talk about dinner later. I came to you alone to discuss something important."

Ye Jun looked at the prince and slowly said, "Brother Emperor is for the Fusang Mission?"

The prince said: "It seems that Uncle Wang told you."

Ye Jun said again: "The emperor will have dinner first and have a drink tonight. Let the Fusang delegation see him tomorrow morning."

The prince raised his sword eyebrows, and looked at Ye Jundao: "The third child, it's a big deal, not trivial."

Ye Jun picked up the wine jar and poured a glass of wine for the prince. "It's a small country with small fusang balls, what kind of waves can they make in front of me in summer."

Speaking of this, he paused, raised his wine glass, and continued: "Even if the emperor brother summons them, then the ministers will also participate in the early court, when the soldiers will come to block, and the water will cover the earth."

The nine princes said solemnly: "Jun'er, Fusang is here prepared, not to be underestimated."

Ye Jun faintly smiled and said: "If it weren't for Xia Guo's face, how could they give them the opportunity to presumptuously and just do it."

Prince: "........."

Nine Princes: "............"

The two didn't expect that Ye Jun would be so overbearing, and he actually wanted to use Fusang. The battle of Xishan had just ended. Everyone knew that Xia had suffered heavy losses. Now it is not a wise move to attack Fusang.

The country below looked like a wolf waiting to be fed, staring at Xia Guo. The more this time, the more cautious Xia Guo's every move.

If you are not careful, you will fall into a dead end.

As everyone knows.

Ye Jun was not joking. The real idea was to attack Fusang. You must know that although Fusang is a small island country, their resources are very rich.

It's like black powder. Now no other countries have appeared, only Fusang has begun to use it.

Their use of black powder is very simple, and Ye Jun is confident that if he gets black powder, it will definitely be able to maximize its power.

If Xia Guo had black powder, he would have an absolute advantage in future wars with other countries, and it would not be a dream to sweep the countries.

The prince took a sip from the wine glass and looked at Ye Jun with a solemn expression, "Lao San, are you really sure that you can deal with the Fusang Mission?"

Ye Jun nodded, "Brother Huang doesn't believe me?"

The prince toasted and glanced at Ye Jun and the Nine Princes, "Come, be with you alone."

This night, the prince drank a lot of alcohol, but he was not drunk and went back to the palace under the escort of Zhao Yun.

This night, the Nine Kings were drunk and unconscious. Finally, with the support of Ye Jun and Chen Nian, he was sent back to Pingxi Palace.

Ye Jun wanted to keep the nine princes in the mansion, but he insisted on returning.

Outside Pingxi Palace.

Chen Nian left the house to see him off, his eyes fell on Ye Jun, "It's late at night, the prince will go back and rest early."

Jun Ye nodded, "This king will stay in Jinling City during this time. If you have nothing to do in the palace, you can come to the palace."

Chen Nian's nod, "Yes."

Watching Zhao Yun drive away in the car, Chen Nian stood outside the house until the car disappeared at the corner of the street.

...........

After returning to the palace.

Daji, Qing Xuanji had been waiting in the front yard long ago.

Ye Jun asked Zhao Yun to go down to rest, and followed the two women to the backyard.

As he walked forward, Daji said solemnly: "Master, my concubine has received the news that the Fusang mission is not good this time. The army camped outside the city is very powerful."

Speaking of this, she paused, with a worried expression on her face, "The concubine thought that the prince was going back to Jinling just to find saltpeter, and now he promised the prince to intervene in the Fusang mission. The prince wants to retreat. I am afraid it will be very difficult."

Ye Jun shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Huang passed away just for this matter. If I don't agree, Brother Huang will be entangled to the end."

"I simply agreed. The matter will be resolved tomorrow morning, and the rest of the day will be peaceful. We can return to Xishan as soon as possible."

Daji nodded, "Sister Xuanji, you send the prince back to the room, I will prepare the bath."

Qing Xuan Ji said: "Sister, don't worry!"

Ye Jun let go of Qing Xuanji's arm, and walked forward, "The world is out of my generation, and the years are urged as soon as we enter the world.

Huangtu Baye talked and laughed, and his life was drunk."

His voice was not loud, but under the silent night sky, two poems still spread throughout the backyard of the palace. Daji's figure came to an abrupt end, muttering to herself, and reciting two poems silently.

Shocked.

It was shocking.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jun exported into poems, and he was incomparably domineering, Huang Tu Baye talked and laughed, and his life was drunk.

This obviously meant that he didn't take the Fusang mission to heart at all.

mad.

It's crazy.

How many people can there be such an arrogant person in the world, only Ye Jun alone.

.........

At dawn.

Ye Junshang was asleep, Da Ji's soft voice came from his ear, "Master, it's time to get up and go to the morning."

"Early morning?" Ye Jun rubbed his eyes and slowly sat up. Next to the wooden couch, Daji was ready to dress him, and was always ready to change his clothes.

"It's just a few more days before the early morning. It's really exhausting!" Ye Jun muttered to himself, saying that the emperor got up earlier than the chicken and slept later than the dog. No wonder the emperor's work was rated as the most dangerous in ancient times. Occupation, no one.

Entering the court so early, hugging his daughter-in-law... ah... not fragrant?

After a stick of incense time.

Ye Jun's eyes were sleepy, and his figure appeared outside the palace, right in front of him. Zhao Yun was ready for the carriage, and Liu Bowen was standing by the carriage.

"Bowen, get in the car." Ye Jun said in a deep voice.

After a short while, Zhao Yun drove forward and galloped towards the palace.

Inside the carriage.

Ye Jun is already sober, "Berwen, what do you think about the Fusang Mission?"

Liu Bowen said solemnly: "Lord, Fusang is just an island country in the South China Sea. Its territory is not as good as one percent of my Daxia. As a big country, how can you be afraid of Fusang?"

"Fusang played, the intention is very obvious, just to take advantage of the danger, the Weichen thinks that they should take a head-on blow, and severely injure their spirit."

"At the same time, I told the people of the world that the Battle of Xishan did not have much impact on Xia Guo."

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "Weichen has always felt that the time when the Fusang mission entered Beijing was very coincidental. Don't forget that the war in the East is continuing."

"Prior to this, the prince beheaded the Fusang army under Yongzhou City."

Ye Jun's complexion changed, and his whole person was in an instantaneous spirit, "Is the Fusang mission's entry into Beijing really related to the war in the East?"