Chapter 1040 Ren Yingying pleads for her father

The Mansion of the Duke of Yue.

Because Ding Yi was not at home, there was only a young lady, Ding Baiying, in the mansion, and there were not many servants or maids.

When Su Mingzhe entered the gate, everyone knelt on the ground and saluted respectfully.

"Everyone get up!"

Su Mingzhe waved his hand, noticed that Ding Baiying was not there, and asked a handsome young man in the front:
"Is your young lady still in the martial arts arena?"

The handsome young man immediately clasped his fists and replied:

"Yes."

Su Mingzhe gestured to lead the way and asked with a smile:

"I remember your name is Ding Xian, right?"

"Yes, I am General Ding Xian, and the Duke of Yue is my adoptive father!"

Ding Xian was originally Ding Yi's stepson. In "The Blade of the Assassin", he was played around by his senior brother 'Run Jushi' Ding Xiu.

Now that the Qi family army had not declined or disbanded as in history, Ding Xian naturally did not need to conceal his identity and joined the Jinyiwei.

Su Mingzhe asked curiously:
"I remember you were also a member of the Qi Family Army, why didn't you go to Guangdong Province with them?"

Ding Xian blushed and responded with a fist:
"I have suffered from lung disease since I was young, and my adoptive father left me in Jinling to recuperate."

"pulmonary disease?"

Su Mingzhe looked at him with some surprise:
"Can't the Bu Tian Dan cure it?"

After the army returned to Beijing last year, Su Mingzhe rewarded Qi's army with a lot of elixirs.

Among them, there are five hundred Huitian Pills.

Not to mention lung disease, even if all the internal organs are diseased, they should be cured.

Ding Xian quickly explained:
"Your Majesty, my lung disease has long been cured, but my adoptive father was worried that I would go to Guangdong Province and my disease would relapse, so he asked me to stay in Nanjing."

"So this is ah."

Su Mingzhe and Ding Xian were chatting and came to the martial arts field in the backyard.

Ding Baiying was wearing a white robe and brandishing a long-handled broadsword in the martial arts arena.

When Su Mingzhe let her into the palace last year, he promised to let her enter the royal treasury and choose any martial arts secrets she wanted.

Ding Baiying entered the palace and wandered around the royal treasury. Finally, he picked out a copy of the Nine Yin Scriptures, but he wanted to give it to his father Ding Yi.

As for herself, her favorite martial art to practice is the [Qi Family Sword Technique].

[Qi Family Sword Technique], also known as [Xinyou Sword Technique], requires both hands to hold the sword.

If we break it down further, there are fifteen moves in total, including starting move, defense move, counterattack move, sword-raising move, return-kill move, continuous slash move, and sword-collecting move.

Every move and every style is extremely concise and to the point.

It focuses on using the blade to suppress and the tip to break the enemy.

Although Ding Baiying was practicing alone, in her eyes, there was an imaginary enemy in front of her who was constantly fighting with her.

"Hoo...hiss...shh...moo...hum..."

Strange sounds kept coming from Ding Baiying. If you listened carefully, they were a bit like the roar of a tiger or a leopard, or the sound of thunder.

Su Mingzhe couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard it:

"This is Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound. I didn't expect Miss Ding to have mastered the physical skills to the highest level."

As a warrior, Ding Baiying would always keep her eyes and ears open even when she was practicing martial arts. She noticed Su Mingzhe the moment he entered the yard.

However, she still practiced as usual for a full hour before stopping.

"Miss Ding, come over and take a rest."

"Your Majesty, why are you here again?"

Ding Baiying was not at all welcome to the man's arrival.

Her ambition was to fight on the battlefield, not to enter the harem and become a man's ornament, to be played with when he had free time, but to be placed in a palace to gather dust when he didn't.

That kind of life is dull and meaningless.

Listening to the woman's cold questions, Su Mingzhe also knew the reason. In order to avoid a dull moment, he had to talk about some political affairs that the woman was interested in.

Since the Northern Expedition to quell the Jurchen Rebellion last year, Su Mingzhe has initially stabilized domestic public opinion.

Various reforms are accelerating.

After the farmers were no longer bound by the poll tax and land tax, they basically worked hard to reclaim wasteland. The grain output in Jiangnan and other places increased dramatically again.

Droughts, locust plagues, floods, and snowstorms occurred frequently in the north, but Su Mingzhe kept asking local governments to organize the migration of the people. After several years of operation, the disaster victims and refugees in the north were all guided to migrate south.

After these people moved south, in addition to helping the southern landlords to farm, a large number of farmers were transformed into workers.

Today, more than a dozen cities in the Yangtze River Delta, including Zhenjiang, Songjiang and Yuhang, have built industrial zones.

In addition, Su Mingzhe also established foreign trade customs offices in more than a dozen coastal and riverside cities such as Songjiang, Hangzhou, and Suzhou.

As the trade volume of the Maritime Customs increased, the national treasury was no longer empty.

Listening to the man explaining political affairs, Ding Baiying would ask questions to those who were interested, but would not even bother to say a word to those who were not interested.

In a blink of an eye, the sun sets.

Seeing that Ding Baiying had no intention of asking for more food.

Su Mingzhe could only stand up and say goodbye.

When he returned to the palace, the eunuch chief Wang An reported that Ren Yingying invited Su Mingzhe to rest at her place.

Su Mingzhe had anticipated this.

Ren Woxing, the sixth brother, does things as he pleases and without restraint, without caring about his own life or death.

As his daughter, Ren Yingying had to worry about him.

Su Mingzhe rushed to Changming Palace where Ren Yingying lived.

I saw that Ren Yingying and Lan Fenghuang had already finished their bath. They were wrapped in light gauze, and their graceful figures were looming.

Although Su Mingzhe had enjoyed it for several nights, his heartbeat still accelerated when he saw it:
"My two beauties, have you had dinner yet?"

"Has your majesty not had your meal yet?"

Ren Yingying hurriedly ordered the eunuchs of Changming Palace to prepare dinner.

Su Mingzhe sat directly in the main seat, and then motioned the two women to sit on both sides of him.

This woman is cuter if she is a little more well-behaved.

After holding the two beauties in his arms and playing with them for a while, Su Mingzhe was satisfied, and then he asked with a smile:

"My dear, did you ask me to come here because of your father's matter?"

"Ah."

Ren Yingying did not dare to hide it, and first apologized to her father, and then pleaded:
"Your Majesty, my father is old, and I don't expect him to continue to lead the Sun Moon Divine Sect. Just letting him stay in Jinling City will bore him to death..."

"So, you want to find something for your father to do?"

Su Mingzhe frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Let's put it this way. People like your father pursue only two things: supreme power and a divine skill that can reach the heavens and the earth! You pass on the [Small Wuxiang Gong] to your father. I think, with your father's talent, it will be enough for him to have a few years of peace! After a few years, I will arrange a new job for him, and I will definitely not let him get bored!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ren Yingying didn't expect the man to be so easy to talk to. After thanking him, she felt more sincerely grateful to him.

On the second day.

Su Mingzhe looked at the two women on his left and right, both with exhausted faces, and felt both proud and relieved.

With such limited ability, they dared to be so proactive last night. I don’t know who gave them the courage.

In a blink of an eye, another half a year has passed.

The Spring Festival of the third year in the Da Zheng calendar.

All nations come to court.

Su Mingzhe didn't care about it.

I hate things like vassal states the most.

Let them exist for another two years, at the latest by the fifth year of the Da Zheng calendar, Su Mingzhe will wipe them all out.

In the blink of an eye it was March.

Ding Yi returned to Beijing to report on his work and also attended the enthronement ceremony of Ding Baiying.

Normally, the enthronement of a concubine should not involve such a grand event.

However, Ding Baiying's father was the commander-in-chief of the Qi family army, Duke of Yue Ding Yi, and his status was noble.

Su Mingzhe insisted on giving Ding Baiying this grace, and no one else could say anything.

As a female official beside the Queen, Zhou Miaotong stood in the Golden Throne Hall with her sister, looking at Ding Baiying in her gorgeous attire with envy. Under the gaze of the crowd, she slowly came to the steps of the jade disk:

"I don't know when the emperor will appoint me as his consort."

(End of this chapter)