"Okay, but I feel a little wronged by Lord Xiong." Zhu Youcheng said affirmatively, "Although the emperor dismissed you for the people and never used it, he still knew in his heart that Lord Xiong was wronged. The King of Xin gave you some compensation, and the emperor would not mind. Besides, the Xiong Fushi District of the Jinyiwei is a newly established yamen, with a purpose of Jingbian and protecting the country. It is different from the tasks of other Jinyiwei yamen, so the emperor's management is relatively not tight, so Lord Xiong has no big problems in entering the Xiong Fushi. But Lord Xiong is a civil servant. Will it be a disgrace to enter the military position now?"

The Ming Dynasty used civil servants to regulate military officials, and civil servants had low rank but high status; military generals were highly controlled by civil servants. Therefore, Zhu Youcheng was worried that Xiong Tingbi, as a former chief official, would not want to become a military general.

Xiong Tingbi laughed and said, "As long as he can serve the Ming Dynasty, I, Lao Xiong, will recognize him even if he has civil and military positions."

After saying that, Xiong Tingbi knelt down on one knee, saluted Zhu Youcheng, and said, "Sir, please see the general."

Zhu Youcheng helped him up and said with a smile: "This military ritual has long been no longer popular in the West Town Fushi. You have to study the military ritual of the West Town Fushi, otherwise you, the deputy Qianhu, will be laughed to death by others."

"Deputy Qianhu? Lord Zhu..."

"Why, I think the official position is low? There is no way. The emperor is still angry with you now. It is so high that he can't stand his face."

"No, no, Lord Zhu, I think the official position is too high, I feel ashamed of it."

"I'm afraid that the small temple of Jinyiwei Xizhenfusi will not be able to invite a great god like you. It doesn't matter, you can stay here. When the Ming Dynasty thinks of you and needs you, you will go out again. Xizhenfusi will never leave it."

The three of them talked for a while, and Zhu Youcheng notified Liu Jingting to send Xiong Tingbi's family to the imperial village in Jingxi, and hinted that he should hurry up and set the wedding date so that he would not have too many dreams.

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Early the next morning, people knocked on the door from time to time in the Children's Paradise. The ones knocked on the door were Lord Jing's entourage. These Lords were a bit careless. When they heard that King Xin was treating guests, they went straight to the Children's Paradise, without looking at the address of the banquet at the end of the invitation. The concierge had to explain and guide them on the road. Several times, he was also annoyed, so he found a water sign, wrote the address of King Xin's party, and drew a crooked map. The concierge was a child paradise, and was forced to go to Tongle Primary School for a while, so he could write and calculate.

This is much more purified. Unfortunately, people in children's playgrounds can't write, because the Lord's coachman or sedan chairman has many illiterate people, and the concierge has to spend a lot of more words.

The Lords turned to the Bianya of the Zongren Mansion. At the Bianya of the Zongren Mansion, they were shocked. It turned out that the majestic and solemn statue of the stone lion at the entrance of the yamen was transformed into reliefs and embedded on both sides of the Bianya, and they were very cute. The head of the stone lion was a huge sunflower, with simple sketches on it showing smiling eyes and bent mouths, just like a cute little child. When the Lords saw this cute little lion, they felt that the softest part in their hearts seemed to have been grabbed by someone, and they couldn't help but nod and smile. The women of the Lords were simply crazy, and rushed up to caress the two little lions. This was because they had not invented the camera, otherwise this would definitely become their selfie holy place.

The gate of the Bianya of the Zongren Mansion was opened, and nearly a hundred Eight Immortals tables were placed inside. There was a table at the Bianya gate, and a middle-aged scholar-like person was sitting next to him, probably the one who received the gift. The sharp-eyed person could see clearly that the man had a white face and spoke in a slight voice. He was a eunuch, and he was vaguely Wang Chengen, the confidant of King Xin.

The lords stepped forward one after another, lined up to Wang Chengen to send gifts and register, and then entered.

Wang Chengen secretly said in his heart that Zhu Youcheng did not invite passers-by. How did he know that treating guests never lose money? How could he know that invitations from later generations were called red bombs, which were powerful and could quickly blow up the financial budget of the wealthy family into a deficit.

King Xin Zhu Youjian was waiting in the farewell yamen. He wanted to give him courage, but Zhu Youcheng thought he needed to exercise his ability to socialize independently, so he refused his invitation on the excuse that he needed to guide the chef to prepare food. King Xin was a person with good face and believed that this banquet was related to his reputation. Zhu Youcheng had a skill in cooking. If you give some advice, the chef would definitely show his skills and make a great dish that was praised, so he agreed helplessly.

However, Zhu Youcheng made full preparations for King Xin. He not only sent the clever Cao Huachun to accompany him, but also sent ten guards. King Xin's confidence increased greatly and he waited for the arrival of the lords with his head held high.

Cao Huachun has a good memory and often goes out to do business. He remembers the important lords in the capital very clearly. Whenever a lord comes in, Cao Huachun will quietly remind the lord of his title and name. King Xin goes up to say hello to them one by one. At first, he is a little shy, but later he is at ease.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the people were almost there. Zhu Youcheng also came out from behind and sat next to King Xin.

Seeing the guests full of guests, Zhu Youcheng couldn't help but raise his glass and stood up, saying loudly: "Actually, it was Prince Xin who invited you to join me today, and I, Mr. Zhu, invited you to come here to celebrate."

The Lord who sat close to Zhu Youcheng's table was the clearest look. Many of the Lords' faces changed color, especially the three dukes - Zhang Weixian, Duke Cheng Guo Zhu Chunchen, and Duke Ding Guo Xu Xiyou. They were so shocked that their chopsticks fell off. Who doesn't know where Zhu Youcheng is a famous disaster in the capital, and is known as the Lord's killer. If Emperor Tianqi had just ascended the throne and had so many lords removed at once, and was afraid that the world would be unstable, many lords would not have met here. The Donglin Party is the general leader, with its followers all over the government and the country, but with his light words, the Donglin Party was uprooted. Now many officials are still in the hall during the day and in prison at night, which makes many literati shake their heads and sigh that they are gentle and discouraged.

The three dukes did not dare to whisper, and sat for a while, and left at the same time. As soon as they left, the lords who had occupied the land of the western imperial village of Jingxi did not dare to sit there, and they also followed them. The lords who usually had no grudges with Zhu Youcheng saw a large group of people leaving, and they did not know why, so they dared not stay. Even the father of Zhang Yan, who had benefited from Zhu Youcheng, followed. The hall, which was full of guests just now, suddenly became deserted. A stool that was accidentally squeezed by someone for a long time was unwilling to accept it, and fell down reluctantly, making a muffled "bang", as if to see the lords off.

Zhu Youcheng scared all the lords away with just one sentence. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He laughed dryly and said, "I haven't done anything yet? Why did he expose it?"

King Xin showed envious expression on his face, and he slapped and said, "Brother Cheng is so masculine and murderous. He scared away the arrogant Lord who was usually arrogant."

The lords crowded at the door, rushing to leave this unlucky place. But they didn't want to come in from outside the door, surrounded by a man. They were the most powerful eunuch in the Ming Dynasty, the eunuch of the Sili Supervisor, and Wei Zhongxian, the admiral of the East Factory.

Wei Zhongxian watched the gang of lords rushing to leave the clan mansion and sneered gloomyly: "You are so busy, you haven't eaten the food, just plan to leave?"

British Duke Zhang Weixian made the contribution to support him, not afraid of Wei Zhongxian, and said, "No, I don't want to have a meal today. Anyway, people have come and gifts have been given, and I have given all the face. Can't I leave?"

"You can leave, but the emperor's will has not been conveyed yet. Are you a little too anxious?"

Hearing the Emperor's will, the Lords stopped.

It is no different to resisting the emperor's will. Not to mention those viscounts, earls, and even ruthless characters like the Duke of England who are not afraid of heaven and earth, they dare not leave again.

"What, you are planning to listen here, but I don't like to talk here."

After saying that, Wei Zhongxian separated everyone, walked into the lobby, and walked straight to Zhu Youcheng's table. He was present on behalf of the emperor, so he could naturally sit on the chairman.

Zhu Youcheng was extremely happy and nodded at Wei Zhongxian. Wei Zhongxian also responded with a smile. Then, Wei Zhongxian respectfully greeted King Xin. Originally, he came on behalf of the emperor and did not need to greet the foreign king. However, he knew that Zhu Youcheng and King Xin were as close as brothers, and respecting King Xin would make him happier than respecting him. Sure enough, after seeing the ceremony, King Xin and Zhu Youcheng were so happy that their eyes narrowed into a line.
Chapter completed!