After the meeting, which even his trusted generals were not allowed to attend, Zheng Haizhu stayed with Man Gui to chat with him.
"Zhu Tinghua is now focused on making vinegar and wine to exchange money for Daning Town. In fact, He Zhuo doesn't mean anything to him. General Man, when you train troops, you don't have to torment his nephew, right?"
Man Gui touched his nose in confusion: "I, Man Gui, am very cruel and jealous. Isn't this how a big living person should be? Madam Haojiao, don't worry, they are both Zhang Shenjiang and Lu Daguan. Even if I torment the new recruits who have worked so hard to be sent to us under Mangui, that is not abuse or harsh treatment, it is just kindness. Swords and guns have no eyesight, and the Tatars are like wolves and tigers. If these clan members are training soldiers, Don't be harsh on them, they will lose their lives after one or two rounds of battle. Fortunately, they haven't married a wife yet, right?"
Zheng Haizhu thought he was verbose and interrupted him: "What about your own wife? Is it settled?"
Mangui lost her temper.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Haizhu stared at him, "Previously, I heard He Zhuo talk about escorting Wang Xiangqian to Duoyan Guard with you. She also praised you for being careful and coaxing a senior civil servant like Wang Yushi very well."
Man Gui still did not respond immediately to Mrs. Zheng, and only looked at the busy traffic below the tower.
It has been almost two years since Daning Town was restored. Huang Zunsu and Ma Xianglin, both literary and military talents, can be regarded as young men who have seen the world. From the official post station academy to the city defense fortress military camp, they have all been built to a certain scale step by step. Shanxi merchant Chang Zhongwenyela Many Shanxi small businessmen who were just starting out came here, so now looking at the city, it looks like a large and densely populated town like Fushun in Liaodong Province.
Mangui's eyes followed a young couple on the cross street below the tower. It wasn't until the handsome man and the woman wearing a hat turned into the alley that Mangui sighed softly and spoke.
"Madam, Jealousy is self-aware that I am not worthy of He Zhuo. Like her aunt, she has been able to read and write since she was a child. Whether in Ye He's tribe or Lin Dan Khan's, she always interacts with nobles. When she was in charge of the female gunner and busy with farm work, I didn't realize it. Now I see her socializing in all directions. Even though she is a woman, her magnificence is not inferior to that of Mr. Huang. I am a Qiu Ba, so don't delay. She’s a girl.”
The more Zheng Haizhu listened, the more surprised he became.
After Man Gui Xueye rescued He Zhuo, although she spoke of herself as a "female Tatar", the various details she actually showed convinced Zheng Haizhu that Man Gui, who even Ma Xianglin thought was a rough man, actually had a different heart. Soft and kind.
However, I didn't expect that not only did he have a good heart, but he was also quite clear-headed.
Moreover, it sounds like he has no disdain for He Zhuo's ability. There is even high regard and admiration in his judgmental words.
Zheng Haizhu was quite fond of an ancient man who could think like this.
She then said warmly: "You two were my matchmakers at the beginning, but now I ask you a straight question, is He Zhuo ignoring you?"
Man Gui shook his head: "That's not true. But I, Man Gui, am not blind. She likes to run around like my wife. If I have to marry her back to the house and let her lay in a nest like a hen to give birth to a baby for us, she will How uncomfortable it must be, right?”
Zheng Haizhu thought for a moment, her frown suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Mangui, have you met Mr. Yao?"
"Mr. Yao? Who is it?"
"Huang Zunsu, Mr. Huang's wife."
Mangui suddenly realized: "You said Grandma Huang, don't we understand? We have seen it before. During the Spring Festival of the first year when Daning City was rebuilt, Grandma Huang brought two young masters Huang here. However, in February, she returned to Songjiang in the south.
went."
"Mangui, in fact, in Songjiang, no one calls her Grandma Huang anymore. Calling her Mr. Yao is not polite enough. Because she manages the Shoukuan School under my name very well, and she has sent out a small Qianqian school in the past six or seven years.
All the children in Songjiang can have a decent bowl of rice depending on their abilities, so many people in Songjiang respectfully call her Principal Yao."
Man Gui roughly knew that Mrs. Zheng opened an academy when she first started doing business.
"What do you mean when Madam talks about this Huang, uh, this Principal Yao?"
"Man Gui, what I mean is that once a woman marries into her husband's family, she will definitely become what you call a hen on the nest. Master Huang and Principal Yao, don't they have their own busy lives? But it doesn't hinder the love between husband and wife.
Shen. We are still so far apart, unlike you and He Zhuo, who are both in Beisai."
After Man Gui heard this, he thought about it and found that it made some sense.
"Madam, so if I get married to He Zhuo, can she still travel between Daning, Haraqin and Chahar?"
Zheng Haizhu said sternly: "Yes, why can't it be done? If you have a baby, you can take it with you before weaning, and find two mothers-in-law to help. After weaning, you don't have to be separated from your mother. Baby
In your military fortress, with you as a father in charge, how can you let a wolf eat it? Besides, I don’t use He Zhuo like a mule. She is still in Daning for several months a year.
.”
Man Gui tilted her head and stared at Zheng Haizhu with an expression like "Madam, why are you so right?"
But soon, Mangui waved his hand.
"I won't propose marriage this year. When I return to Daning in glory next year, I will turn what Madam said into my heart and tell it to He Zhuo. Otherwise, Madam, I
It means that in case, um, it doesn't mean that our Ming army is defeated, but that I am unlucky and fall into the hands of that bastard Bagara, wouldn't it mean that a good girl will be left alone in the family?
"
Mangui deliberately used a carefree tone to cover up the dignity.
This dignity is actually a person who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He will not avoid it before a big war is about to begin.
Not shying away from taboos is the calm courage.
Zheng Haizhu was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "Okay, next year. When I come to your wedding banquet next year, the money I will give you will definitely be more than Mr. Huang and General Ma combined."
Half a month later, the capital.
At midnight on that day, Zheng Haizhu came to Zhu Yuewen's apartment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhu Yuewen received a message from Cai Feng the day before yesterday, saying that his wife would come today and wanted to hear what new music Mr. Zhu had written for piano and harp.
Zhu Yuewen had not seen Mrs. Zheng for almost half a year, so he naturally made careful preparations and summoned the Mongolian harp master Zana early in the morning to wait in the courtyard.
But when Zheng Haizhu walked into the courtyard, wearing official robes, Zhu Yuewen was still a little surprised.
No matter how big the imperial court is, it usually only opens until Shenchu. My wife did not go back to the house to change into more comfortable clothes. It seems that she was on duty today and was busy very late.
When Zheng Haizhu arrived in front of Zhu Yuewen, she finally didn't care about showing her tired look, leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes.
Zhu Yuewen handed the hand warmer to her and asked softly: "How about I let Zana go back? If you are tired, just have some dinner, I will boil water for you, and you can rest directly after taking a bath."
Zheng Haizhu opened his eyes: "I'm not tired, I just came to listen to your music."
Zhu Yuewen responded well and called into Zana.
The Mongolian still brought his son Morigen with him.
What was different from before was that young Mo Rigen actually sat in front of the butterfly-style zheng created by Zhu Yuewen.
Zheng Haizhu looked at it and asked Zhu Yuewen: "Did you teach it?"
Zhu Yuewen had already sat down by the piano. He nodded when he heard the words, his eyes showing the master's love and pride for his beloved disciple: "This baby is really good in terms of music."
While talking, the huqin, steel string harp, and butterfly zither were all playing in unison, creating a piece that had a strong sense of prairie hunting imagery.
Zhu Yuewen figured that Mrs. Zheng was tired of listening to minor tunes and often traveled to frontier fortresses, so she would like this style.
Unexpectedly, as the music continued to play, Zheng Haizhu frowned more and more, and finally threw the tea cup in his hand to the ground with a bang.
All three instruments stopped abruptly at the same time.
The Mongolian father and son were at a loss, and Zhu Yuewen was also startled.
But after all, he had a close relationship with Zheng Haizhu, so he stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zheng Haizhu held his forehead with his right hand, rubbed his cheek with his left hand, took two deep breaths, then opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Yuewen. When he spoke, his tone was filled with comfort and apology.
"I shouldn't take it out on you. The music is very good, but I feel upset when I listen to it. When I was hunting in northern Xinjiang, I thought of side affairs. The military salary I finally got, long live the Lord, will build three palaces, and also give the prince a grand wedding, seven or eight
If Chengdu is gone, what else will Liao pay? If the soldiers there are demanding pay, the Tatars will be able to take advantage of the chaos and attack Yuan and Tieling."
Zhu Yuewen listened anxiously.
Madam rarely discussed official matters when she was alone with him, let alone Zana and his son today.
He seemed really annoyed and annoyed.
Zhu Yuewen waved to Zana and his son.
Zana hurriedly bowed and took his son out.
But my heart was very happy.
What important news must be conveyed to the Great Khan immediately.
