Since the beginning of winter, the wind and snow on the Ganliang Road have not stopped for a day. In Lintao, the Qin King's headquarters, the soldiers stuffed their hands into their leather robes and sleeves, cursing the damn weather, while running back and forth on the city walls. It was almost the Chinese New Year, and no one was intent on standing guard seriously. Moreover, this place is far from the border, and all Mongolians in the northwest have been subjected to the Ming Dynasty. Timur, the lame wolf in the central area of ​​the river, has always been loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

The sound of firecrackers coming from time to time on the street and the laughter of children playing embellish the festive atmosphere. Through the strong wind and snow, the smell of pork stewed vegetables can be distinguished from the pungent peat smell in the air. This thing is made by every household in the northwest roads. You don’t have to eat it, you can get rid of the cold by smelling the smell.

I handed over the post later and asked my wife to take a basin to her when she went home, and took a bite of wine to eat, which was even more satisfying than pouring the mutton steamed buns from Lao Sun's house in the west of the city. The young class leader Jia Liuzi swallowed his saliva and fantasized about the warmth after returning home.

"Boss, a large group of people came over on the road." A small soldier saw the black line moving forward on the road, getting closer and closer.

Jia Liuzi was so scared that he picked up the distance and looked at the main road. The Chinese New Year is coming, but someone else caused trouble for everyone. If the mission of the foreign country tribute had to pass by again, it would take several days to get them to escort them, and no one could think of rest.

"It's General Lan, General Lan is back on patrol." A cheer came from the top of the city, and another team of soldiers also discovered the upcoming convoy. The small officer in the team leader had a good eye and recognized Lan Yu's banner from the convoy. The two teams of soldiers rushed down the city wall, opened the gate that had only opened a small crack, stood straight in the wind and snow, and welcomed their head coach with a straight military posture.

Since the capital suffered a twists and turns in the 17th year of Hongwu, Lan Yu, who was originally arrogant, changed drastically. The first thing she did when she returned to Xiliang was to disperse many concubines and slaves, reduce the scale of her mansion. Then she scattered her family wealth and provided relief to the families of the soldiers who had been killed in the Dingxi Army for many years. Then, under the command of His Highness the King of Qin, he rectified traffic, built roads, and wiped out all bandits. The security of the northwest and newly collected Mongolia was stabilized to the point where the houses were almost closed at night.

His Highness, who had just arrived at the fief, also showed some ability to govern the country. He learned from Peking to encourage industry and commerce, set up schools, rectify officials, and reduce taxes. In order to show that he was devoted to the country, he also moved his mansion from the prosperous ancient city of Xi'an Prefecture to this remote place, Lintao Prefecture, to supervise the four prefectures of Shaanxi, Gansu, Tao and Liang. The civil officials brought by the King of Qin were relatively honest. Before coming, he specially asked a large number of students from Peking Academy as aides under his fourth brother, King Yan. For more than ten years, the civil and military united, and actually managed a peaceful atmosphere in this place without restraint. Especially the ancient Silk Road, because the bandits were wiped out and the peace was restored along the way. Every year, hundreds of camels traveled westward, bringing prosperity to the local area and rich taxes to the King of Qin. Life in the local area was too peaceful and stable. Therefore, the King of Qin and Lan Yu were deeply loved by the people, and the scholars were willing to serve him with death.

More than 200 four-wheeled carriages slowly drove into the city gate, and the green carriages showed that the carriage belonged to the army. After the escort car that opened the way, Lan Yu's handsome car appeared in front of the soldiers guarding the city.

"See General Lan and congratulate General on his triumphant success." The soldiers bowed their fists and sent their sincere greetings to their beloved general.

Lan Yu lifted the curtain and jumped out of the car. Regardless of the cold wind and snow outside, he bowed back and said, "Brothers, have you prepared all the New Year's goods at home?"

"The blessings of the general have been prepared," Jia Laoliu took the lead in answering in a muffled voice.

Lan Yu smiled and signaled the convoy to continue moving forward. He gave way to the side of the road, came to Jia Laoliu, patted his shoulder and asked, "Laoliu, how about it, did your father's cough again this winter?"

The general knew me and knew that he cared about my father. Jia Laoliu felt warm in his heart, and he held Lan Yu's hand in a state of emotion, "I have no big obstacles to the general's blessing. The regiment sent a military doctor and gave me a few magic medicines. My father stopped coughing after taking it."

"That's good. Don't be busy leaving when changing the job. I'll send you an old ginseng tree to you later and go back to replenish it for the old man. It's cold and cold this day, so taking some supplements is better than any medicine." Lan Yu said kindly like a brother.

"How to do that, how to do that? The general killed me and killed villains." Jia Laoliu was so grateful that he didn't know what to say. It was the first time someone gave him a gift when he grew up so old. General Lan, who was the one who said in the Northwest Road, gave him a gift, so how could he not take effect on his desire to die?

"The man from the northwest, don't be a mother-in-law. After the post, I'll wait under the gate of this city. I'll send someone to send him." Lan Yu pounded Jia Laoliu's shoulder hard and expressed dissatisfaction with him being too polite. Then he turned around and said to the other gatekeepers: "Everyone recommends a leader, click on the number of people. I'll send someone to send you roe deer meat, half each person, and everyone has a share of the Mongolians."

"General Xie", the soldiers cheered.

"What are you thanking me? Everyone is a good brother who has been through life and death. A man from the northwest, who lives without verbalizing." Lan Yu left with a smile, leaving behind him with a lot of discussion and gratitude.

Zhang Zhengwu followed closely and whispered: "General, should we go back to the camp first or go to pay homage to the King of Qin first."

"Meet the King of Qin, load the antiques extorted from Turpan and Mongolia in a car, and arrange them into the palace after dark. Arrange a careful person to take a look at the harvest of this trip, and according to the old rules, give everyone dividends." Lan Yu replied with a smile. Although Zhang Zhengwu was transferred from the Northern Army, he has become Lan Yu's arm since the seventeenth year of Hongwu. All the things Lan Yu did were not concealed, and he did not reveal any of Lan Yu's plans.

"Yes", Zhang Zhengwu took the order and turned around to arrange people to organize loading, unloading and counting goods. Since the 17th year of Hongwu, everything has changed. He is no longer a general who is determined to run the battlefield. The world is not related to him. After fighting, it is impossible to guarantee that the people will live a good life. It is better not to fight. He knew that Lan Yu wanted to take revenge and seek justice for Chang Mao. He himself also thought that if Wu'anguo was willing to ascend to the high school and did not need Lan Yu, he could lead the Northwest Army to the capital. In the eyes of the Northwest soldiers, no matter who is the emperor, he would be better than the prince who has received the true teachings of his father.

What made Zhang Zhengwu happy was that the King of Qin was not a kind-hearted lord. On the surface, he was loyal to his elder brother. He secretly built more castles between Xiliang and the Central Plains than those facing the Mongols. Taking advantage of the poverty in the northwest and the Mongolian bandits attacked each year, the King of Qin asked the court for food and money. After he came, he spent it on winning people's hearts and improving the construction of feudal roads and defensive facilities.

Lan Yu's carriage was still far from the Qin Palace. His Highness of the King of Qin had already left the mansion. The road leading from the palace to the street was swept clean by the servants. Wherever there were traces of snowflakes, someone immediately took a broom and swept away the snow that had just come. "Be careful, be careful, His Highness of the King of Qin will personally welcome General Lan from the car." The confidants of the King of Qin Palace shouted with joy for the New Year.

How dare Lan Yu be so arrogant? He quickly ordered the coachman to stop the gate. Before the carriage could stop, he ran off the carriage and knelt down on one knee in front of the King of Qin. "I hope Lan Yu will join the King of Qin, wish Your Highness a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."

The King of Qin, wearing a scarlet cloak, smiled so much that his eyes were shrinking into his thick forehead. He bowed and pulled Lan Yu up, "General Lan is exempted from the gift. The general patrolled the border and worked hard and made great contributions. It is the only king who should pay tribute to you."

"I dare not."

"What are you afraid of? I am here as a prince, but you generals are not supporting you. It's cold, let's go home to talk." The King of Qin took Lan Yu's arm and walked into his own door. His advisers and aides came forward one after another and called Zhang Zhengwu and other soldiers into the mansion.

The guests and hosts sat down and the banquet began immediately. From the speed of the wine and food, it can be seen that the Qin King's Mansion had put in a lot of effort in advance. In the hall outside, the blond and blue-eyed Western beauty sang and danced, and the staff and generals raised their glasses frequently. In the hall, the Qin King brought two and three confidants to eat and chat with Lan Yu and Zhang Zhengwu.

"How did we gain this trip west?" After saying a few gossips, the King of Qin could not help but go straight to the point. His tough and resolute appearance was exactly the same as when he was outside the mansion.

Lan Yu took a sip of wine and replied calmly: "Go back to the prince, everything goes well. The Mongolian tribes have given you a lot of gifts. I put them all in the military camp and I will send them to you after dark."

"What are you giving me? Just give it to my brothers." The King of Qin waved his hand generously, indicating that he was not greedy for these external things.

"How can that be? I have been taken care of by the prince for so many years. I have not given gifts to the prince. I shouldn't have dared to ask for the prince's things." Lan Yu refused repeatedly, thanking Zhang Zhengwu next to me for advice: "Zhengwu, do you think this is the reason?"

Zhang Zhengwu did not answer, staring at Hu Ji who came to perform the dance. The mutton in his hand had not been stuffed into his mouth for a long time, so it was probably cold.

"General Zhang", Lan Yu greeted him with some dissatisfaction.

"Ah", Zhang Zhengwu came back from the beauty, was startled, and accidentally knocked down the luminous cup on the small table in front of him, falling down and smashed it. The grape wine leaped into a bright red piece on the carpet, destroying this valuable Persian carpet.

"This", Zhang Zhengwu was in a hurry and his face was flushed.

"You might as well, please ask someone to change General Zhang's luminous cup. Xiaoyao, go and have a drink with General Zhang. After the banquet is over, you are General Zhang's person. The Lone King prepares a dowry for you." The King of Qin's laughter dispelled the awkward atmosphere.

"It cannot be used, it cannot be used." Zhang Zhengwu's face was so blushed that he almost bleeded.

Lan Yu was also amused by his embarrassing appearance, and slapped at the table and jokingly: "Forget it, I won't thank the King of Qin. Once this army goes out, there will be no fishy smell, and it will be difficult for you, a prime person. Xiao Yao is the flesh of the King of Qin, and I have given it to you. You must know how to be merciful and cherish the fragrance and jade, and don't rush forward like a war."

In a burst of laughter, the Hu Ji sat next to Zhang Zhengwu and took such great benefits to Zhang Zhengwu, who didn't know how to express his gratitude. He said awkwardly several times to do his best to be loyal to the King of Qin. Soon, his eyes stared at Hu Ji's towering chest again with a lust.

Lan Yu shook his head and sighed and said to the King of Qin: "There is no way, Lao Zhang is just lustful. The family has many wives and concubines, but it is not lively enough. Fortunately, he learned arithmetic in Peking back then, otherwise he would not even be able to explain how many concubines he had."

The King of Qin also thought Zhang Zhengwu was funny, and his mood was relaxed, and his words became closer and closer: "A man in the army, he lived a life of blood licking from a knife every day. When he got home, he naturally had to relax. It might be okay. The King of Gu likes such a straightforward person and does not take any thoughts. To be honest, if he was not from the royal family, King of Gu really wanted to be a brother of a different surname with you..."

"How dare you, how dare you kill Lan," Lan Yu was moved to tears.

While chatting and laughing, the two explained the gains of this inspection of the border. In addition to selling a large amount of shortage goods in the official market, they also brought back a large number of treasures and antiques that Timur had looted from all over the west. This trip could earn at least 500,000 or 600,000 yuan. Lan Yu was worried, so she personally took the goods back to Lintao. The merchant group involved in the armed smuggling began to divide the spoils tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow could turn the goods to various parts of the Central Plains.

After listening to Lan Yu's report, the King of Qin knew that he had made another fortune. He had known that the money from the northwest was easy to make, so he had already asked his father to come here. He thought that this was really like the legend, so poor that birds could not pull dung. He was planning to buy some gifts for his favorite concubine, but he heard Lan Yu whisper: "Your Highness, you can't do this in the future, especially when you transport arms out of the country. Once the news leaks, it will be very unfavorable to Your Highness."

"Don't worry, the emperor's brother doesn't care about me if he has the fourth brother hooked up there." The King of Qin couldn't listen to such advice that he wouldn't make money, and interrupted Lan Yu loudly. "Drinking, drinking, isn't I too poor to be able to do anything? Besides, I made money and didn't spend it randomly. A few days ago, I heard that Wu Gong was short of money in the Huai River, so I donated 200,000 to him from the private warehouse."

"Your Highness of the King of Qin is really a bodhisattva. Lan said too much and punished himself for a glass of self-punishment." Lan Yu picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured the wine in it into his stomach. "When Lao Wu was not good at tutoring the river, the court had to spend money on his own. What's the matter? If it doesn't work, the people must know who is the best for them."

"I also pity the people in my hometown. After all, Fengyang is the hometown of my father. We are not a loss. After Wu Gong promised to build the diversion dike, he would call Dingxi Dike to make our northwest brothers famous." The King of Qin said that he had done his good deeds with pride, and he ignored the fact that the money was not the right way.

"What is Dingxi Dike? It should be called Qin Wang Di. Our Dingxi Army is following the Qin King's army. We will fight wherever the Qin King asks us to fight." Zhang Zhengwu hugged the beauty and shouted loudly, fearing that others would not know his loyalty to the Qin King.

"Yes, our Dingxi Army is the Black Flag Army of the King of Qin, and you all are the Tiance Mansion of that year." Lan Yu echoed, not knowing whether he had drunk too much or was excited, his blood gushing around his neck.

"Swear to be loyal to the King of Qin to the death", the staff members who were guarding the King of Qin shouted in unison.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." King Qin smiled and stopped everyone's noise. "With me for one day, I will ensure that everyone is rich and prosperous for a day. Now, let's keep this little family business and don't take it away."

It was already deep at night when the north wind mixed with snowflakes made the windows popping. The women in Zhang Zhengwu's mansion were used to the absurdity. Seeing that he brought a sister back to everyone, he accepted this fact with laughter and giggled. He took the Hu Ji, who was called Xiao Yao, to take the bath, change clothes and settle down and settle the residence.

Without caring about the beauty's resentful eyes, Zhang Zhengwu wandered drunk to the back hall. The wife's bedroom in the backyard was his fixed residence after every drunkenness. Every month, Marquis Zhang would always get drunk seven or eight times, and the servants were used to him like this. After helping the girl in the wife's room to fill with hot water, he hurriedly retreated quietly. Tonight the back hall would definitely be in chaos again, so naturally everyone would hide as far as possible to avoid being affected by the fish in the pond.

"The killer of Qiandao, and after taking the yellow soup, he came back, why didn't he die outside?"

In a short while, Mrs. Zhang's unique internal skills, the Buddhist lion's throat spread throughout every corner of the yard.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. In ancient times, how many people have returned from the battles in ancient times." Zhang Zhengwu achieved perfection with his skill of soft-supering steel.

"Get back and come back, and bring a vixen to anger me. Why am I so unlucky? Why did you lose the Zhang family in your previous life?"! With the sound of smashing things, Mrs. Zhang's roar was gentle and long.

"The master and his wife have arguing again, turn off the lights, turn off the lights." More than a dozen concubines who eavesdropped greeted each other and put out the candles in their rooms. The "war" will not end in no time. No one has to count on the master's favor tonight. It is better to rest early and not listen to it.

"Sleep, sleep, hey, General Zhang is really, there are no skills on the battlefield when he returns home. It's so miserable that women in Peking cannot mess with him." The guards quietly slipped back to their respective rooms, and the couple fought. No matter how good the guards' martial arts are, there is no room for them to intervene.

This Mrs. Zhang is Zhang Zhengwu's original wife in the craftsman camp. She is illiterate and is said to be good at playing with axe. She cuts wood and cuts it with one axe. Most middle-aged men don't have the strength. With this skill, the wife has taken Zhang Zhengwu into obedience. In the entire Lintao City, Zhang Zhengwu is famous for fear of his wife, and secondly, he is lustful. As for the means of leading troops to fight, I don't know how many places he has to rank.

After half an hour, the noise of the Zhang family gradually lowered. In the corner outside the courtyard wall, several black shadows who were half frozen appeared cursing and slapped the snow on their bodies and complained: "I'm frozen to death. This weather is so bad that I have to give me such an errand. This kind of person also has to worry about watching. ***. I really don't know how he got the commander of the first division back then. It's a joke."

"Shh, whisper, don't let the patrolman hear the movement. Your Highness ordered, can we not do it?" The thin black shadow beside him whispered, and it seemed that he was a leading official.

"Boss, let's get rid of it. It's just a cowardly person who is useless, but we still need to be frozen here." The people below suggested dissatisfiedly, "It's just a cowardly person that his wife would have been dealt with to death, and nothing can happen."

"Let's go", the leader nodded and agreed, and the group disappeared in the wind and snow.

"It's a pity that a beauty gave her such a bastard." Half an hour later, the staff of the Qin Prince's House who received the secret report muttered dissatisfaction. This humor was bought by King Zhu Chuang, the King of Qin, for a large price, from Huihui merchants. In order to monitor Zhang Zhengwu for several months of training. On the safe side, the King of Qin himself was not willing to touch him. Several senior staff members in the palace were so envious that they drooled when they remembered Zhang Zhengwu's luck.

"Be careful, this guy was the bravest of the Dingxi Army back then. Now the artillery training manual and ballistic calculation method of our Ming Dynasty were summarized by him. He had not fought for many years, but his prestige was still there. Many soldiers in the army only followed his horse's lead." Pang Xiangru, the first military advisor under the King of Qin, disagreed with everyone's opinion. "Send someone to tell Xiaoyao not to act rashly for the time being, and then start sending messages to the outside world when the pervert is not wary."

King Zhu Chuang of Qin sat aside with a blue face and watched his aides busy. Kong was a prince, but he still couldn't figure out whether the Dingxi Army could be absolutely loyal to him. He really wanted to do something big. The only ones available were the three thousand soldiers in the palace. According to news from the court, his elder brother who had the intention to usurp the throne in the court was going to live in a few years. At that time, King Jin, King Yan, King Zhou, and King Han would not want to take the opportunity to make a big fuss. If the Dingxi Army was willing to obey the command, it would be his turn to be the King of Qin to sit down. Who wouldn't know that his father had the intention of deposing the prince back then, but he didn't expect that he would be forced to take the lead by his elder brother. If he became the emperor, he would definitely be stronger than the current tyrant monarch who indulged his subordinates in corruption.

"Your Highness, you have clearly counted it. The silver ounces are right, Lan Yu and the others did not hide it from you." The staff responsible for estimating the harvest of Lan Yu's trip put a bunch of numbers in front of King Zhu Chuang of Qin. Zhu Chuang did not like the word silver circumference, so his subordinates and he reported that the silver circumference was combined into two.

"Just reconciliation, Liang Lanyu didn't dare to play tricks with me. I distributed part of the money and went to Peking to buy arms. I wanted the best ones and kept them for our own use." King Zhu Chuang of Qin whispered, a little annoyed in his words.

"Why did Timur reply to this letter? Please ask the prince to decide." Pang Xiangru heard that his master was unhappy and walked gently to the King of Qin to ask for some specific operation details of the important matters.

"Tell him back and tell him that what I promised him will definitely count. When the time comes, he will notify him immediately." Zhu Ren said impatiently, regretting wasting a peerless beauty for a coward who was afraid of his wife.

Knowing what the prince was thinking at this moment, Pang Xiangru smiled, "Prince, with this country, we have everything. What we pay in front of us is just capital. Sooner or later, all the principal and interest will be collected."

King Zhu Ren sighed deeply, patted Pang Xiangru on the shoulder and said, "The Gu Wang knows that Gu didn't take this little thing seriously yet. But the Gu Wang was a little confused and didn't know if the fourth brother will take action in the future. If he doesn't take action, where will we get the opportunity?"

Pang Xiangru smiled faintly again, opened the folding fan in his hand, gently waved the fan, and made a calm and relaxed appearance of a wise man, "I can guarantee that I will definitely fight within three years. Is the situation in the past ten years unclear? In order to ensure their corruption, the literati and officials were unwilling to fight, so no one advised them to take action today. The merchants in the north wanted to make money from the south safely, and did not support the King of Yan to take action. Therefore, those who were eager to implement the new policy of Peking across the country and those who tried to restore the old rules of Hongwu could not find a chance to take action. Everyone was just thinking about calculating day by day. But this kind of good day

The end of the year is about to end. Looking at the embarrassment of the court that the government could not even get the money to govern the Huaihe River this year, you will know that the people have almost reached the bottom. The court will either ask for money from the King of Yan, or search the fattened corrupt officials to make the treasury. No matter which move, it will shake the emperor's foundation, and then it will be our opportunity. If it is long live, it is best to return to heaven at this time. The new emperor is eager to make achievements, and he must choose one of the two paths. At that time, we will find a way to fight between the north and the south. When both sides are in the defeat, whether to send troops to clean up the mess or support one side, it is not as your thoughts."

"Then will the Dingxi Army be with us? Lan Yu is very cunning. Zhang Zhengwu is not a weapon, so it is useless for us to bring him." King Zhu Cheng, the King of Qin, listened to the analysis of the staff, and his brows gradually relaxed. He brought the topic back to the important matter of attracting the generals of the army.

"Even if General Lan doesn't really support us, he will cooperate with us. In the death of Chang Mao, the late emperor and the emperor were suspected of participating in it. We can promise a high-ranking official with such a good chance of revenge, and he will definitely not let it go. What I am worried about is the pervert general. If the person who had not been beaten into his mansion several times before was beaten out by the shrew of his family, I would not suggest that Your Highness give up this beauty. This pervert fight from Liaodong to the northwest in his prime and fight from a small school, he must not be taken lightly. At this time, the decadence is either due to the depression or the strategy of keeping a low profile. According to my opinion, the latter is mostly in the situation. We have the double connection with Timur

Fang Messenger was murdered several times on the way. If the General Secretary sent someone to do it, the court would have come to the door to ask for punishment. No one has caused trouble for you so far, it means that the instructor behind the scenes has nothing to do with the court. The strength of the whole northwest is only Lan Yu and the pervert. Pang Xiangru analyzed the problems one by one. As a master, his future lies in the King of Qin in front of him. Whether this person is smart or stupid, he must do his best to choose his master. This is the sorrow of being a strategist. They have no self, no relatives and friends, and do not care about morality and country. They are just high-level slaves, a slave who can replace the master's thinking.

The facts were as Pang Xiangru expected. If King Zhu Chuang of Qin knew what was happening in the inner hall of Zhang's mansion at this moment, he would not have allowed other aides to make fun of Pang Xiangru and wasting his money. Zhang Zhengwu, who had been scolded by his wife for most of the time, was not drunk at this moment. While muttering and begging for mercy, he and his wife sealed the credit sent to Peking. The tigress of his family gently attacked him, and looked at the night sky outside the window from time to time, smiled, and then suddenly let out a few scoldings.

"Okay, stop pretending, I guess the one who was following the stalker has been scared away by you." Zhang Zhengwu gently stroked his wife's bun that could no longer be called beautiful hair and said pity.

Zhang Zhengwu's wife Yang smiled and said modesty, "Isn't it just pretending to be a shrew? What's the problem? When we were young, the second aunt at the west end of the village scolded her second uncle, I couldn't even learn it."

Zhang Zhengwu also smiled. His wife has paid too much for him over the years. Everyone in Lintao City knows that Mrs. Zhang is a shrew. If someone sees the tenderness of the shrew at this moment, he wonders if their chin will fall to the ground. He carefully put the letter away and put it into a silver-rounded skin layer. Zhang Zhengwu sighed in a low voice: "Girl, thank you for your hard work over the years."

"It's an old husband and wife, and I'll tell me this." Yang gave her husband a lightly blank look, her eyes as gentle as water. "I don't have any hardships, you men are the real hardships. They are smart people, but they have to pretend to be confused. They have deep hatred in their hearts, but they have to pretend to be loyal. Hey, otherwise you will retire. Let's go home. Dad is so old, don't you always look forward to everyone's reunion? If someone is willing to sell him, the Zhu family, you are a third-class marquis. Why are you involved in them here?"

"I dare not forget my worries about the country," Zhang Zhengwu whispered a poem that his wife couldn't understand. If he was still the little blacksmith in the craftsman, had never seen Wu'anguo, and had not experienced these years of military career, he could have held his grandson and cooked the pork for the New Year. But now it is not possible, he cannot leave. If he leaves, what should he do in this land and what should the people on this land do?

"Talk to you well, what are you writing?" Mrs. Zhang poked her husband with a angrily and used jokes to disperse her husband's sorrow.

Zhang Zhengwu shook his head and said leisurely: "Teacher Bo has said that the world is the world of the world, and the world is not a family or a family. The King of Qin has no power to sell, nor does the emperor. They are just the governors of the world rather than owners. As long as I am in the northwest for a day, I cannot tolerate them doing this."

"They are going to sell it, what can you do? If I had known this now, I would have been better off rebelling against him. I really don't know what Teacher Wu is thinking and refuses to agree."

"Teacher Wu is worried that after King Yan takes power, he will be just another prince. According to Lord Guo's letter, the teacher expected it was correct. There was a new monk named Yao pretending to be a ghost and was deeply trusted by the King of Yan. Lord Xu and the third brother persuaded him several times, but His Highness couldn't listen. For more than ten years, His Highness has been unwilling to support the new policy. If he hadn't wanted to use everyone's power to fight against the court, Beiping would probably be the same as King of Qin." Zhang Zhengwu answered worriedly.

"That's true, my father said that people are good people, and after becoming officials, they become bastards." Mrs. Zhang tidied up the miscellaneous items on the table, "The bigger the officials, the bigger the appetite, the less conscience. The emperor is the biggest official in the world, and of course the darkest. It would be great if there was no emperor in the world, so everyone would save the ungrateful wolf who would not do good things."

"How is this possible without an emperor?" Zhang Zhengwu was so sad that he couldn't smile bitterly by his wife's words. He had heard such remarks for the first time since he was so old. Throughout history, from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to Shang, Zhou, Xia and Jie, no matter how good or bad, there must be an emperor in the world. What would happen without an emperor? He really never thought about it.

Mrs. Zhang curled her lips and said unconvincedly: "What is impossible? What do you say the emperor does? There are not many things with him, but not many things with him. What is it not waste? It's not impossible. If you think you have to put such a tablet in your heart. If you are used to kowtowing, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't kowtow."

Are you really used to kowtowing and not feeling uncomfortable? Zhang Zhengwu felt that his wife's words made some sense. Although his wife had never read any books, her mind was no worse than that of the person who had read books. He took out the letter that was sealed in his wallet, and read it again, and added a few words at the end of the letter. This letter was for Guo Pu. The merchants who were in contact with each other by the opportunity of doing business. For more than ten years, everyone discussed it together and worked together to deal with this difficult time.

Life is prone to aging, and this long night will come to an end.

Note to Drunkard: Regarding publishing, Drunkard may have to say sorry to everyone. The editor in charge of this book has resigned from the original publishing house. The Drunkard has not contacted anyone to confirm the follow-up work of the book. The only data we know is that one or two volumes sold 12,000 sets. With pirated copies all over the ground, this number is probably a loss-making transaction.
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