On the nineteenth day of the first month, after breakfast, Peng Peng pulled his brother's sleeve and didn't let go. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Brother Jin looked at Peng Peng and sighed helplessly, bent down and touched Peng Peng's forehead with his forehead, "Sister, after my brother leaves, you have to be obedient." When the aunt enters the door, you have to follow the aunt to learn the rules and wait for the brother to come back to check. Listen to your grandmother and grandmother, and don't make the old man angry. "Brother Jin is a lot of rambling.

Peng Peng is really reluctant to be this brother from another world, and over the years, he can relax himself by his brother's side.

"Well, my brother also has to work hard, I'm waiting for my brother to come back." Peng Peng encouraged her brother.

Watching the carriage turn out of the alley, the family went back in a depressed mood.

At this time, the Protectorate Mansion was quiet. Since the departure of the Protector Gongjing, the entire mansion has been in a state of gloom.

In the natural study, Rong Zheng leaned on the couch by the window, and Qiyun sat on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at the things in his hand.

"Done?" Rong Zheng's lazy voice was careless.

"I'm done."

"Let's talk about it!"

"Shocking, incredible! If it succeeds, it can be said to sweep the world! Qiyun was still immersed in surprise.

"What do you think of letting four old things take in street children and little beggars along the way?" Rong Zheng closed his eyes.

"No. Their goal is too big, and along the way, they suddenly lose so many people everywhere they pass, as long as someone is careful to investigate, there are traces to follow. And the personnel are mixed, and placement is a problem. In one sentence, Qiyun said the most critical problem.

"How is Kiri now?" Rong Zheng suddenly changed the topic.

"Still in Death Canyon." Speaking of Qiri, Qiyun said with a little regret.

"It looks like it's time to get them moving. Tell the four old things, they don't have to worry about this matter, just take care of the orchestra.

Tell the Qilin Pavilion to move, go do it, remember to make sure that it can't be checked.

Let Qiri choose first, then let Qiyue choose, and let Qixing be responsible for the rest, make the best use of everything, and no one is allowed to waste.

Give Qiri what you have in your hand and tell him that I am waiting for him to really step out of the canyon of death, and I hope not to disappoint me.

Also, all the orphans of the soldiers, if you want, find a way to bring them together. Don't leave a mark. After Rong Zheng finished speaking, he waved his hand to let Qiyun leave.

Rong Zheng closed his eyes and was not at peace in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has been a cold sideband to those so-called pillars of the imperial court, and one by one for his own selfishness, he will do everything. Such a court, in the long run, there is no tomorrow in the Ming Dynasty.

Today, he is trying his best to seek peace and prosperity for the world, and he does not hesitate to sacrifice all his children. But look at what those loyal generals are doing? Forming parties for personal gain, seeking various interests, impeaching each other, and doing nothing.

It's been too long, especially those old things, who know the rules of holding books all day long, and don't think about how their comfort came about!

The children of the eunuchs in the capital, the relatives of the emperor and the country, how many can be taken out now?

In the past, there was a grandfather who was shocked, and many people still had scruples, but now? What about later? Now that he is old, he only knows how to be stable, and he doesn't see the tigers around him at all, and he doesn't notice how many people will rack their brains and plan all kinds of plans if the royal heirs wither.

Now Daming is already a dead tree that has been hollowed out by moths, and it can no longer withstand the storm from outside.

It's a pity that those old things who have been around all day are still dreaming of **** bosses.

A four or five-year-old girl is aware of all this, sees through and plans for the long term. I really don't know how those people got into those positions?

Thinking of this, Rong Zheng sat up, put his feet on the ground, and continued to ponder.

The little girl looked at herself for help with everything, but in fact, she was already holding her nose and walking, and she was just passively following the pace of the little girl.

The big picture has been rolled out, and it seems that I can't help but leave. Is it possible to refuse? Why refuse, isn't all this exactly what you want to do?

"Han Bing went and called Uncle Rong over." Rong Zheng decided that he didn't want to, since he did it, let's carry it out in an all-round way!

When Uncle Rong came in, Rong Zheng was already sitting on the chair behind the desk.

"Uncle Rong, sit." After Uncle Rong sat down, Rong Zheng handed Uncle Rong a few pieces of paper.

"What is this?" Uncle Rong looked at the handwriting that was not written by the little master of his own family. But the content...

"Let's take a look, I've already asked Qiyun to arrange it, and Qiri should also move!" Rong Zheng said lightly.

"Big young master, this is incredible! If this can be done, won't it be able to sweep the world? Could it be that this is the reason why Qi Ri has been competing with the young master for so many years?

But why did the eldest young master agree now? "Uncle Rong never thought that such a thing would come from the hands of the people of the capital.

Looking at the capital, there are people with great strategy and wisdom, and far-reaching vision to take precautions except for the Protector Mansion, and they really can't find anything else.

Uncle Rong took it for granted that this was from Qi Ri's hand. But I'm very curious, a few years ago, Qi Ri discovered the Death Canyon and investigated and measured it in many ways, so he mentioned to the young master that he wanted to train soldiers and horses in the hidden personnel. The young master didn't agree, and Qi Ri didn't come out of the canyon all the time. What is the reason for the young master to change his mind now?

Rong Zheng snorted coldly, and told the origin of these pieces of paper, and also told Peng Peng's words.

"What? The young master is saying, this... This is from Miss Cousin? How can it be? How could this be possible without rich experience in battlefield operations and the art of plotting people's hearts and minds accumulated over the years? How is it possible..."Uncle Rong was knocked down, if he remembered correctly, Miss Biao was just five years old, right?

"Whether Uncle Rong believes it or not, that's the way it is." Rong Zheng was still faint.

"Old, really old!" Uncle Rong sighed, "Why did the young master decide now?" Uncle Rong was still a little puzzled.

"Decide now!" Rong Zheng sneered, "Does Uncle Rong think these things are up to us?" ”

"The young master is saying..."Yes, none of these piles seem to have been planned by the young master.

"Hiss..." Uncle Rong gasped, and his heart was hit by all kinds of blows again, as if since the death of Grandpa Guo, Miss Biao has asked the young master for all kinds of help, and the young master began to get busy, and she got rid of it.

But with this help, the young master has been led by the nose to the present!

Uncle Rong was speechless, this young lady is too powerful, that is, he saw the young master thoroughly, and he also moved the young master's fingers.

"Don't think about it, since she wants to, I'll do what she wants. Uncle Rong, tell me to go down and start burying the secrets.

By the way, how about the Journey to the West in the past? Rong Zheng remembered the words written by Peng Peng, don't say it, it's really interesting.

"They read it, and bluntly said that it must be a big fire, I said all the requirements, they all agreed, and said that the rest must be handed over to them to print." Uncle Rong wanted to laugh when he thought of those people when he saw Journey to the West.

"How is the Jade Lady now?"

"My body is all well-cultivated, and I always ask when I can come back." Uncle Rong thought of the enchanting woman who still had charm.

"Let her go home!"

"What? Young Master, what..."Uncle Rong was shocked when he heard this. The Jade Lady is not a person of the Ming Dynasty, but a Tatar.