Ma Denglong exited the house, Ma Xiaoyue took a hand towel to wet it, and when she turned back, she saw Ye Fu sitting on the edge of the bed straight, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

"What's wrong with you?" Ma Xiaoyue was puzzled, "But you have a headache?" Would you like to pour you a cup of tea? ”

Ye Fu looked at him fixedly, his eyes were straight and he didn't say a word.

Ma Xiaoyue didn't know why, and was thinking about whether to talk to Ma Denglong and ask what to do.

saw Ye Fu suddenly laughed, raised his head and fell on the bed, but after a moment's work, he was already snoring.

Finally served Ye Fu and took off his clothes and fell asleep, Ma Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief and went out to the door.

Ma Denglong sat against the door, and when he saw her come out, he beckoned her to come.

"Adults are asleep?" Ma Denglong asked.

Ma Xiaoyue nodded, "Yes, I slept." ”

Ma Denglong sighed, looked back at the closed door as if confirmed, and smiled apologetically at Ma Xiaoyue, "I know, you suffered this grievance more or less for me." Adults treat you well, but in the end you are a concubine, you~~"

"Brother, on a big day, what are you talking about?" Ma Xiaoyue said with a smile, "If I don't really like him, why should I recommend myself as a pillow, and why should I agree to be his concubine?" Like you said, he treats me well, and that's enough. As for whether it's the main house or a concubine, I don't really have anything to do with it. ”

Ma Denglong grabbed his sister's shoulder, but in the end he still felt that he owed her something.

It stands to reason that his Ma Denglong's sister is not a big family, but his current status is still no problem for his sister to marry the right person and make a main house. But just because he was married to Ye Fu, it was destined from the very beginning, and even Xu Gaozhuo would never agree to Ye Fu marrying a woman from such a background as the wife of the main house.

Ma Xiaoyue can see this.

She is a person with good vision, she can see Ye Fu's thoughts about her, and she also knows that Ye Fu will definitely treat her well. The person she likes and likes him is already rare. Ye Fu's conditions are obviously good, if he misses it, he may never have a chance in his life. She doesn't regret her choice, she just feels that she is happy enough.

After accepting Xiaoxing as he wished, Ye Fu really didn't bother Wang Zhi anymore.

Of course, the premise of this is that Wang Zhi chose a tacit attitude towards Ye Fu using the name of Tang Lunhui Pass number to reach out to his staff. Finally finding out who is in charge of the dangerous mountain army is also a big gain for him this time.

It's just that anyone can see that Wang Zhi's spirit is not as good as before.

~~

In the forty-seventh year of Wanli, midsummer.

Even in Liaodong, the northernmost part of the Ming Dynasty, the sultry heat still makes people really breathless.

When the three armies were in the camp, they were all vegetarian, and when they looked at it, a piece of white flower ornaments looked even more uncomfortable.

Inside the second hall, Wang Zhi looked angry, "How does the imperial court conceive it?" Xiong Jingluo's policies in Liaodong at such a time were not the most practical for the enemy? Dismissed and replaced on such a trumped-up charge? What a thing! ”

Ye Fu is rarely wearing civilian clothes, idle in the house, he is also dressed in plain clothes, and he looks thinner and thinner, and when he heard this, he smiled and said: "Don't you hear that 'if you are not of my race, your heart will be different'?" Is there anyone who is true and who is false, who is right and who is wrong in this Ming officialdom? Standing on the side of the powerful, you can naturally refer to the deer as a horse. If you stand in a weak place, it means that black is not black, white is not white, and it is wrong to say more, and it is even more wrong not to say it. ”

Wang Zhi said indignantly: "The situation in Liaodong is so rotten, it is not easy to maintain it, how can we talk about taking the initiative to attack? Besides, if it is said that Xiong Jing is not good, at least send someone who can be sent to use the soldiers! How can Yuan Dalai be? Can you pass through Liaodong? ”

"Isn't he doing a good job of maintaining his salary?" Ye Fu didn't have a good impression of Yuan Yingtai, but he didn't have any bad feelings.

It is true that he is not good at using soldiers, and he should not be blamed entirely for making a mistake in chasing ducks on the shelf. As far as Ye Fulai said, at least when Xiong Tingbi was still in office, Yuan Yingtai assisted him in supervising the salary, and he did a good job. While giving Ye Fu a lot of help, it also made Ye Fu spend a lot less effort.

Wang Zhi saw that Ye Fu had no reason to talk about here, so he turned his head and complained to Xu Gaozhuo, "I heard that this Lord Yuan was a new official, so he immediately ordered to appease the generals." Don't you hear that the general can descend once, and it can descend a second time? Soldiers can still be appeased, but how can generals be appointed? ”

When Xu Gaozhuo heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Ye Fu's side.

Old God Ye Fu was there, tilting his head and not knowing what he was thinking, he didn't seem to hear this sentence of right or wrong.

Xu Gaozhuo said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, be cautious! The surrender of the general also depends on the reason for the rebellion and the reason for the return. If it can really be used by me, we can't ask for such talents. If it can't be used by me, then of course it's a different matter. This can't be generalized and beaten to death with a stick, right? ”

Wang Zhi heard what he said, looked at Ye Fu again, and then remembered that Ye Fu's subordinates had such a general.

That guy named Geng Zhongming is now very popular and is quite trusted by Ye Fu.

Especially in the matter of grabbing people with the Tartars, he did an excellent job. Stirring up the Tartars, several small tribes are not able to live day and night, and they run away with a shot, and when they fight, they come suddenly, and when they run, they are faster than rabbits, so that people can't catch their heads, they can't catch their tails, and they are half dead in life, but they don't have any ideas at all.

Every time the good news came, Ye Fu could smile at the content of the newspaper for a long time, and said that he had found a treasure.

After experiencing the last incident, Wang Zhiyou no longer dared to say it so straightforwardly. At this time, he heard the meaning of Xu Gaozhuo's words, and knew that Ye Fu would not like to listen to it, so he stopped.

It was Ye Fu, seeing that he didn't speak, so he continued: "Throughout ancient times to the present, all countries must first have their thoughts, then become their scale, and then lose their ambitions, fall into ignorance from self-conservatism, and even fall into obscurity, and even destroy the country. Therefore, to trace back to the source and predict the direction of a country's lifeline, we must first investigate its thoughts. Since I became the ancestor emperor, I have not been good at using swords for more than 100 years, and it has long become a habit. To say that Xiong Jing is not enterprising, and has no idea of recovering lost territory, in fact, it is all! In the court, how many people have the heart to expand the territory? Isn't it conservative and crippled, thinking about getting by? If it was possible to make peace with the Tartars now, I am afraid that the imperial court would have made peace with the Tartars a long time ago. Where is our turn to talk about national affairs here? ”

Wang Zhi has always regarded Ye Fu as a martial artist, but it was the first time he saw the ravine in Ye Fu's heart, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

After Ye Fu said something, he was not in the mood to say anything else, half-closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Even if there is no Salhu fiasco, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably leak all the way to the original historical trajectory, and it is about to lose the town again.

A month ago, Emperor Wanli died, and the new emperor Taichang, who followed him, did not live a long life, but did not even have time to use his new year name once, and he also collapsed in the middle of the road.

The new monarch Zhu Youxiao was only sixteen years old.