So, the chamberlain brought pen and ink, and Zhong Jinwei and Wen Tiren each turned their backs and wrote the names in their minds, then folded them and presented them to Emperor Chongzhen.
Emperor Chongzhen took it and unfolded it one by one. After finishing it, he looked at Zhong Jinwei and Wen Tiren, grinned, and laughed.
Seeing that Zhong Jinwei and Wen Tiren were laughing at him inexplicably, he asked his chamberlain to hang two pieces of paper beside the map.
After Zhong Jinwei, Wen Tiren and other chamberlains had hung up, they took a closer look and saw the words "Zuo Yingxuan" written on one piece of paper, and the words "Governor Yongping" written on the other piece of paper.
After reading it, both of them laughed silently.
"It's true that heroes think alike. In fact, he is also the one I am thinking of. If I had known earlier, I would have written about it." Emperor Chongzhen said to the two of them with a smile.
Zuo Ying was elected as the acting governor of Yongping. It took about a year to almost rebuild Yongping City, which had been massacred by the built captives.
Sun Chengzong, the governor of Jiliao, reported the situation after his inspection tour, so two months ago he had removed the word "agency" and became the official governor of Yongping.
This was very rare in the history of the Ming Dynasty, because Zuo Yingxuan was just a civil servant. When he first became the acting governor of Yongping, he was resisted by a group headed by Zhou Yanru, but now they have all been eliminated.
Right and wrong.
With Zuo Yingxuan's experience in Yongping, he should be able to govern Liaodong with ease and be more likely than others to govern Liaodong well.
His reconstruction in Yongping received a lot of support from Zhong Jinwei, and therefore Zhong Jinwei knew that Zuo Yingxuan had done a good job. Wen Tiren had always been the chief assistant of the cabinet, and all political affairs would go through the cabinet, so he also knew Zuo Yingxuan's achievements.
Based on the above reasons, the two of them unanimously recommended Zuo Yingxuan to Emperor Chongzhen, who was also in line with Emperor Chongzhen's choice.
It was already getting late, and since the matter had been tentatively concluded, Emperor Chongzhen let the two of them go home.
Zhong Jinwei and Wen Tiren left the Forbidden City and parted at the Meridian Gate. Before leaving, Zhong Jinwei said to Wen Tiren: "Master Wen, we have a five-day holiday on New Year's Day, so have a good rest!"
Wen Tiren was speechless. Anyone who didn't know the situation would have thought that he would go out and fool around after hearing what Marquis Zhongxing said.
But he understood what Zhong Jinwei meant, because the previous physical examination results were not good, so he was very concerned about his body and reminded himself to have a good rest.
"Marquis Zhongxing, don't look down on me, my health is no worse than yours. But you should have a good rest. Don't be exhausted when you go on an expedition after the new year." Wen Tiren responded with a smile.
After finishing speaking, he was quite emotional and suddenly said: "The Ming Dynasty can live without me, but it can never live without Marquis Zhongxing!"
Zhong Jinwei was speechless. He didn't expect that his words of concern would arouse so many emotions from Wen Tiren. He immediately became humble to Wen Tiren, saying that Wen was a role model for civil and military officials.
Wen Tiren was in a good mood, and after chatting with Zhong Jinwei for a few words, he said goodbye and left.
After Zhong Jinwei watched Wen Tiren go away, he dismounted his horse and trotted home. Along the way, he saw many people already attending the New Year's Eve dinner.
When he first saw his Marquis Mansion, he found Yu Changjian, who was not on duty, standing at the door. When he saw him coming back, he shouted inside, obviously he had been waiting for him for a long time.
When Zhong Jinwei arrived at the door of the mansion, he got off his horse and said to the several servants behind him: "You should also go back early, everyone at home is waiting for you."
Gu Baichuan, Wang Peng and others responded with a smile. Although they didn't say it on the surface, in this most solemn festival in China, their hearts had already flown home.
"Come back after the Lantern Festival after the new year and have a good rest. Next year we will be fighting a big battle." Zhong Jinwei told them with a smile.
New Year's Day is from the first to the fifth day of the lunar month, and there is a five-day holiday, followed immediately by the Lantern Festival. Starting from the eleventh day of the first lunar month, there will be a ten-day holiday. If you give them a few more days off in the middle, they will have a longer period of time.
Arrange their own affairs.
"Master Hou, this is not possible. Your safety is the most important thing." Upon hearing this, Gu Baichuan quickly declined.
Zhong Jinwei smiled and gave up: "It's okay, I'm not going out of the capital. Besides, it's enough to have Lao Si and the others following me."
Gu Baichuan persisted for a while, but when he saw that Zhong Jinwei still wanted to give them leave, he gratefully led his men to thank him.
They basically follow Zhong Jinwei all year round and rarely get to reunite with their families. It would be a lie to say that they miss home and don't want to stay with their families for a while.
Just when they were about to say goodbye and leave, Zhong Jinwei took out another red envelope from his arms and gave one to each of them.
Gu Baichuan and others saw that Zhongxing Hou had been prepared for it. No matter how much money was in the red envelope, they were deeply moved by his thoughts. After blessing each other, they mounted their horses and left.
After Zhong Jinwei watched them go away, he turned around and was about to enter the house, but found Yan Yingfang appearing at the door of the house, with the boy in his arms struggling to get off the ground.
"Ah, it's such a cold weather, don't get too cold." Zhong Jinwei walked over in a few steps, said quickly, and picked up his son.
This little guy is one year and two months old. Although he has just learned to stumble around, he still likes to walk on his own.
Given the conditions of the Marquis Mansion, they were all fully armed, so it was basically unlikely that they would get cold. However, Yan Yingfang did not explain, she just accompanied Zhong Jinwei and followed her husband and son into the mansion with a happy face.
Then of course there was a New Year's Eve dinner, red envelopes and red envelopes. The entire Marquis Mansion was filled with joy.
However, for Zhong Jinwei, it is a pity that there is no TV to watch. At this time, he really misses the Spring Festival Gala where he was scolded every year in later generations. Now he can only hold his son and chat with his wife.
"The slave family has sorted out the experimental data these days. How should I deal with it, husband?" Yan Yingfang spoke to Zhong Jinwei after chatting for a while.
Her name for Zhong Jinwei also changed unknowingly after the little guy was born. Not only her, but the people in the house also called Zhong Jinwei from "young master" to "master".
Zhong Jinwei knew what Yan Yingfang's experimental materials were because he gave them the guidance. Many things were vaguely understood at first, but after the experiment, he understood the specific processes and principles, which made Yan Yingfang even more obsessed.
In fact, chemistry existed in ancient times, such as burning with fire, refining elixirs, etc. However, the ancients almost only knew the superficial phenomena of what would happen if they did this. No one studied the deeper causes and formation processes.
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Yan Yingfang wanted to make the kind of printing machine Zhong Jinwei mentioned, so she plunged into it, but fell in love with this game of changing matter.
Zhong Jinwei saw Yan Yingfang looking at him with reverence and looking forward to his arrangements. He thought about it seriously and then said: "In this case, I will have someone open a special column for you in Ming Pao to publish your things. Wait until
After it gathers a certain amount of popularity, we will create an academic journal like "Acta Chemistry" for you."
For others, it is difficult to do this. But for Zhong Jinwei, it is just a matter of words.
When Yan Yingfang heard that her stuff could be published in the newspaper, she was immediately excited. This should be the dream of all literati, even if Yan Yingfang is a woman, she is no exception.
"Husband, this...that, you can wash it in the washing machine tonight as you like..." After Yan Yingfang finished speaking, her face turned red.