The Embroidered Uniform Guards were embarrassed by Yan Song's words, wishing they could find a hole to hide in.
Yan Song: " Great Ming must have the might and nobility of Great Ming, while foreign countries must have the humble submission of foreign countries. You are the emperor's personal army, representing the majesty of the emperor, not the servants of foreign countries.”
The surrounding commoners felt their blood boil when they heard this.
Yan Song,"If you admit your mistake, you'll have to give yourselves a slap!"”
The Embroidered Uniform Guards looked at each other, but soon, one of them slapped himself in the face.
It was Lu An, the person who went to call Yan Song, Lu Bing's nephew.
Pa ~~ Pa ~~
Under the shocked gazes of thousands of people, these Embroidered Uniform Guards were actually slapping their own faces.
"Heavens, my eyes must have seen wrongly!”
"That's the emperor's personal army!"
Some of the elders had experienced the era of the Embroidered Uniform Guards who were domineering and did all kinds of evil. When they saw this situation, they were simply frightened.
Yan Song did not know that the people were all stunned. He looked at the mother and daughter who had been beaten up. After thinking for a moment, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to the mother and daughter."Take it and quickly find a doctor to take a look.”
The mother and daughter immediately shed tears of gratitude.
"Let's go back." Yan Song waved his hand.
Soon, Yan Song and the Embroidered Uniform Guards left with the North Korea envoy.
The incident of bringing the North Korean diplomatic mission to see the Dao had ended just like that. However, the storm that it caused had just begun.
When Lee Seung Ki was carried back to the North Korean diplomatic mission, the North Korean diplomatic mission exploded.
"How dare you beat our wangye up like this!”
"We must report this to the Great Ming Emperor and get him to give us an explanation!”
"Yes, although our North Korea is small, we cannot be humiliated!”
"We must bring Yan Song, this treacherous official who has no respect for the ruler, to justice!”
Perhaps in their eyes, the King of North Korea could be compared to the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. This was the pride of the North Korean diplomatic mission, pride and confidence. Filled with anger, the North Korean diplomatic mission quickly formed a group and headed straight for the Ministry of Rites.
The Minister of Rites, Yang Tinghe, had been in a bad mood recently. He had failed to attack the cabinet, and Bao Dapao had been constantly setting off firecrackers in Jiangnan. He had captured many Donglin Party members, so he was feeling extremely bitter.
In his heart, he naturally had ten thousand villains against Yan Song.
After dealing with his official business, Yang Tinghe was too lazy to stay in the Ministry of Rites and was about to return to his residence. However, just as he stepped out of the door, he saw the North Korean diplomatic mission walking over angrily and drowning Yang Tinghe in a pile of saliva.
"Lord Yang, your Big Ming is going too far. You must give us an explanation!”
"Although our North Korea is small, we are not to be trifled with. Today, we must punish that traitor severely!”
"Our prince was actually beaten up by that Yan Song. How audacious!”
"We want to see the Great Ming Emperor!"
Yang Tinghe wiped the saliva off his face. He was supposed to be angry, but when he heard Yan Song beat up the King of North Korea, he was overjoyed. He ignored the saliva that kept flying at him and quickly asked,
"Are you saying that Yan Song beat up your Prince Li Shengji?”
"Yes, it's too hateful. Our prince was almost beaten to death!”
"Heavens, isn't Big Ming the legendary country of etiquette? Why are you so violent?"
After a series of discussions, Yang Tinghe finally understood everything. It was a woman who had barged into the noble Prince Lee Seung Ji, and Lee Seung Ji had let out a small sigh of relief. In the end, Yan Song had actually beaten Prince Lee Seung Ji up indiscriminately, causing him to be seriously injured.
After Yang Tinghe sorted it out, he was not surprised but happy.
"Yan Song, Yan Song, I want to see how you can quibble this time. How dare you hit the North Korea envoy, destroy the friendly relationship between Great Ming and the foreign country, and worsen the friendship between the two countries.”
Yang Tinghe immediately flew to the Emperor's side and told the Jiajing Emperor about this matter in detail. It would be best if the Jiajing Emperor was furious and punished Yan Song severely.
However, before that, Yang Tinghe calmed down and wrote a few letters to a trusted aide."Pass these letters to Lord Zhou Yongchun and Lord Guan Yingzhen.”
One of them was the leader of the Qi Party, and the other was the leader of the Chu Party. They were both parties that had 'connections' recently. Yang Tinghe felt that his Donglin Party alone was a little weak, so he pulled other forces together to deal with Yan Song. Presumably, those people would be very happy.
Then, Yang Tinghe and the North Korean diplomatic mission rushed to the palace. During this time, Yang Tinghe kept on provoking the North Korean diplomatic mission.
Soon, they arrived at the palace and found a eunuch by the emperor's side.
Yang Tinghe very skillfully handed over a silver note. Five thousand taels, this was a large sum, even Yang Tinghe felt his heart ache.
The young eunuch glanced at the face value, and his face immediately lit up with joy. He was a minor eunuch, and most people were unwilling to bribe him. The five thousand silver notes he had now were equivalent to his annual income.
(The North Korean envoys witnessed the entire process and were dumbfounded. F * ck, how could they play like this? Our North Korea is still too pure.）
The young eunuch led the way, and Yang Tinghe followed with the North Korean envoy. He asked the young eunuch in a low voice,""The emperor is now…"
The young eunuch took the money and naturally did his best. He explained,"The emperor has just finished his cultivation and is in a good mood. However, Grand Secretary Yan went in fifteen minutes ago.”
Yang Tinghe thought to himself that it was a pity. Jiajing was actually in a good mood? This was not in line with his goal. If Jiajing was in a bad mood, he would flirt with him again. That would be perfect. Moreover, Thief Yan had attacked so quickly. It seemed that he had to change his plan. He could not directly clash with Thief Yan. After all, Yang Tinghe was afraid that he would not be able to hold on if he faced Thief Yan directly.
He sighed in his heart. The good opportunity was gone again.
Soon, Emperor Jiajing summoned Yang Tinghe and the North Korea diplomatic mission. Yang Tinghe also saw Yan Song, who was smiling at him.
(Yang Tinghe: I hate this smiling face!)
"Greetings, Emperor." Yang Tinghe knelt down.
However, the North Koreans were much more rude. After seeing Jiajing, they were extremely agitated and began to complain about their grievances and anger. Their saliva flew everywhere, and sometimes they even cursed. There was even a North Korean Korean who directly used violence and pounced on Yan Song.
Yang Tinghe covered his face.
F * ck!
Pig teammate!
Looking at Jiajing again, his face was indeed black!
Yang Tinghe quickly retreated to the side to avoid being implicated.
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