Ma Xianglin became angry and started to complain about Zheng Haizhu in the next sentence.
"She regards her students as treasures. She could have given birth to her own baby and get married to King Xin."
Zhang Fengyi was talking to her husband calmly, but upon hearing these words, the corners of her mouth suddenly tightened.
"Xiang Lin, you can't say that to A-Zhu. If she hadn't gone to the imperial court to beg several times this year, how could the Holy Emperor have nodded and asked me to take Tong'er to Daning to reunite with you?"
Ma Xianglin said: "Those are two different things."
"No, it's actually the same thing." Zhang Fengyi snatched the wine glass that Ma Xianglin was holding in his hand and stopped him from drinking. She followed his eyes and said sternly, "The thing is, in the past two years, A-Zhu's heart
, I have been thinking about the future path of you and me. If you don’t like to hear it, I have to say it now. I have also been in prison. Zhang Mingshi spent five years in prison, but it is not as good as you who only spent two months in the Daming Group.
The thorn in my heart is deeper."
When Ma Xianglin heard this, how could he not know what his wife meant?
He fixed his eyes and stared at his wife. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Feng Yi, have you ever stopped looking down on me since the incident with the descendants of Emperor Jianwen?
I fell into the trap of my enemy and was treated like a monkey by my enemy. Not only did you look down on me, but you also blamed me. If it weren't for me, my father-in-law would not have been transferred to Nanjing, which was like being idle. With his qualifications as an old man and his military exploits in Fushun,
If he hadn't recruited me, a son-in-law who was punished for participating in the rebellion, he might be on an equal footing with Zhou Jiamo in the cabinet now!"
Zhang Fengyi was not made impatient by Ma Xianglin, and remained calm: "Yes, I am talking about that disaster. But, Xianglin, I don't think you are stupid, nor do I resent you for hindering my father's career. We are not gods, this
Is there anything in life that cannot be avoided? Wasn't Azhu almost kidnapped by Tatar spies in Songjiang? She never shied away from talking about the pitfalls she had fallen into. The important thing is that she must not let these pitfalls pass her by one day.
Another burial. This time, she told me about the king's proposal for marriage. I didn't think she had any bad ideas at all, or that she would use our precious daughter in exchange for some advantage. Xianglin, she is already in the court.
In three years, I understand the current Sacred Heart better than you and I, and understand what those crimson-robed civil servants are thinking."
Zhang Fengyi's eloquent tone and voice as soft as the spring breeze were completely different from the fierceness she had when she first came off the battlefield in Liaodong. However, it made her husband, who was proud and always had a knot in his heart, finally explode all over his body.
Hair, put it away a little.
But the young old father still muttered angrily: "To eliminate the emperor's suspicions and silence the overfed swordsmen and pen officials in the court, so that our husband and wife can be reunited in Daning for a long time, but it is at the expense of our daughter's marriage."
In exchange, as a father, I really can’t bear it. A-Tong is only three years old, so why are we betrothing her to someone like this?"
The corners of Zhang Fengyi's mouth turned up again.
When she became a wife and mother, she encountered a sudden change in fate, and she was almost separated from Ma Xianglin.
Afterwards, after experiencing the difficult time of separation, Zhang Fengyi's maturity began to be gradually revealed in the temper of fate.
She can see the narrowness of the other person's thinking and the innocence of the other person's character in the same words of the same person.
Tonight's husband's reaction certainly made Zhang Fengyi happy.
Xianglin is not the kind of father who uses his flesh and blood as a bargaining chip for his future.
Zhang Fengyi got up and walked to the window. After listening to the sounds of the nanny and maid putting her daughter to sleep in the east wing for a while, she turned around again, changed her tone to a more relaxed tone, and said to Ma Xianglin: "The emperor's family may not be full of people, our Ming Dynasty
Emperor Xiaozong, doesn’t there only be one girl in the harem? When it comes to marriage being decided by parents, let alone A Tong who is three years old. I myself am seventeen or eighteen years old. Who I marry is decided by my father, isn’t it? Do you think,
My dad, have you misjudged the person?"
Ma Xianglin choked, and his murderous face, which was more ferocious than leading troops into battle, finally relaxed.
He sneered softly and said: "King Xin, how can you compete with me? You are already half a young man. It seems that you can't even ride a horse. How can you be so cool about it?"
Zhang Fengyi smiled: "Then you can teach him these days."
Then he waved his hand: "Hey, let me teach you. I'm afraid you will scare the child."
…
The next day, Zheng Haizhu and Zhu Youjian, accompanied by Huang Zunsu, inspected the city walls, arrow towers, watchtowers and other infrastructure in Daning New Town for half a day. At the end of the afternoon, they came to a nearby horse farm guarding the military fortress to take a look.
The quality of horses sold by Lin Danhan.
Ma Xianglin's family was also present.
The couple's daughter, Ma Tongchuan, is still a young child and has already begun to practice riding. Although she is riding a pony, her strength in controlling the reins and her skills in directing the horse's speed are really impressive.
Zhu Youjian was still in the dark about the discussions between adults, so he could stare at the little figure on the horse more calmly.
The words "Jiang Mentiger Girl" are really not deceptive.
Although he, Zhu Youjian, had been on horseback several times in the Forbidden City, they were packhorses that were more obedient than camels. The little flamers crowded around him, fearing that the prince's buttocks would fall off.
Dare to let the horse run faster.
Zhu Youjian felt ashamed and envious when he saw it, and then he was eager to try it.
Zheng Haizhu encouraged: "Go and let Master Zhang teach you. Your Highness can't just have me as a master of literature, Master Wu must also worship you."
Zhu Youjian responded excitedly, called Wang Chengen, who was waiting at his side, and walked towards the pen where Zhang Fengyi was training the horse.
Zheng Haizhu turned to look at Ma Xianglin.
The father-in-law couldn't hide the look in his eyes as he wanted to "dagger" his future son-in-law.
Zheng Haizhu joked: "General Ma, can't you imitate Zhang Shilang? How can you become a son-in-law without enmity? This kid, King Xin, is actually really good."
Ma Xianglin said with an ice face: "What's a good idea?"
"He has a smart mind and is not easy to be led around. He has a deep brotherhood with the prince and the sixth princess. He cried so hard that he couldn't breathe when he paid homage to his mother. He is also filial to his adoptive mother. He was brought out by me, the female master.
He even went to Wansui to plead for his sister's admission into school. Xianglin, if he has such a foundation, he will probably be able to respect and care for people who raise eyebrows in the future, right?"
"Okay, you are all right, Fengyi has agreed, what else can I say."
Zheng Haizhu said harmoniously but firmly: "Don't worry, I will teach King Xin to follow the example of Emperor Xiaozong and the little highness of Lu Fan, and only marry the main concubine."
Ma Xianglin calmed down and said teasingly: "Mrs. Zheng, two years have passed and you still love to play matchmaker. This time you have done it to me."
"Ah, yes, I wanted to ask yesterday, are Mangui and Hezhuo married?"
Ma Xianglin frowned, with an expression of "I don't understand what's going on", and muttered: "I think it will be done this year, but I didn't expect that after Lu Xiangsheng sent some descendants of the vassal clan from Datong,
Man Gui was training her, but why did she become so cold towards Miss He Zhuo?"
ah?
Zheng Haizhu was a little confused.
What does this have to do with training the clan’s children?
No matter how much Man Gui was a naturally fond of martial arts, he wouldn't abandon He Zhuo at the last moment, right?
To the west of Daning Town, two hundred miles away from the original Kaiping garrison of the Ming Dynasty, Huang Zunsu and Ma Xianglin set aside part of the Ministry of Household funds to build a military garrison. The relationship with Daning was similar to that of Qinghe Fort and Fushun City.
Mangui and Hezhuo were stationed there with hundreds of veterans brought from Xuanda. The women from the privy house that Zheng Haizhu had taken in from Shanhaiguan had been organized into female gunners, together with the female herdsmen recruited from outside the customs in recent years.
They were organized like horse archers and were led by He Zhuo.
This year, Lu Xiang was promoted to Jinshi and was awarded an official title. After he went to Datong to follow Sun Chengzong, he selected the poorest two to three hundred young men from the vassal counties and sent them to Daning for trial training in Mangui.
In Ma Xianglin's team, the firearms soldiers who performed well in the battle against Zhenglan Banner at Luanhe were also there.
"Xiang Lin, after Zhang Mingshi arrives, I will go to Man Gui's place. There are new firearms to be researched. Just take a look and see what happened to Man Gui and He Zhuo."
