Thanks to Xu Xianchun's blackness, although the Donglin Party is not a broken tendon or bone, it is also a gecko with a broken tail, and he is currently hiding in the dark and slowly licking his wounds, so the court is quite peaceful.

The position of the Ministry of Rites was given to Liu Zongzhou, the political envoy of Zuotong, although he was a member of the Donglin Party, he still opposed some ideas within the Donglin Party. Of course, none of this is important, the most important thing is that this person is loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Wei Zhongxian has no clear objection to this, after all, it is just a position of a member of the Ministry of Rites, and Wei Zhongxian can't look down on this small position, not to mention that this matter is arranged by the emperor as his own henchmen, if he intervenes, it will inevitably make the emperor dissatisfied.

He once died of hunger strike after the Qing army went south to Nanjing, which can be regarded as dying for the Ming Dynasty, saving a trace of face in the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, it was also this person who saw the scourge of party strife, when the Donglin Party and the ministers of the DPRK and China attacked each other, which was like fire and water. Liu Zongzhou pointed out that at that time, the courtiers were becoming increasingly competitive, the party was in the same league and the same as the other, and the people's hearts were declining, and the scholars were in danger. He hoped that the imperial court would turn the party into a party and return to peace, and there would be no need to divide the evil from the good. This essay made a correct analysis of the party struggle at that time, not all of the Donglin Party's people, nor all of the Donglin Party's political enemies, but unfortunately this matter was not taken seriously by the emperor.

As for Wei Zhongxian, he belonged to the state of watching the fire from the other side, watching the emperor go into battle shirtless directly to fight with the Donglin Party masters, and belonged to a group of people who watched the excitement.

If you want to say that apart from Zhu Youxiao, who is the happiest, it is Li Fumin. Since Yang Jianhui was thrown into Zhao Prison by Xu Xianchun, the entire business alliance has instantly belonged to a leaderless state, and everyone is in danger. The suppression of the Four Seas Commercial Bank naturally dissipated in an instant like heavy snow meeting sunshine.

Originally, according to Li Fuming's idea, he took advantage of this great opportunity to directly open the Sihai Commercial Bank throughout the entire Zhili area. Regarding Li Fumin's proposal, Zhu Youxiao actually cared very much about it, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was now in the limelight, and it was still not appropriate to expand it and he was still steady in the capital.

Although Li Fumin has certain rights in the Four Seas Commercial Bank, he can only obey the emperor's orders for the big aspects, and he can only die down at the moment.

Thanks to the peace and quiet in the court, Zhu Youxiao took the time to return to modern society that day.

Standing in the bedroom, looking at the sunny sky outside through the window, Zhu Youxiao was also happy in his heart, in the Ming Dynasty, he always considered fighting wits and courage with the courtiers in the court, and if he was not careful, he might be doomed. Every step must be carefully thought about, and if you continue like this, you always feel that you are the kind of cunning person.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are a lot of messy things in modern society, and the food and play are richer than those of the Ming Dynasty. In the Ming Dynasty, every day was either a review or a walk around the harem, and no matter how beautiful the beauty was, it was already looked down upon.

"Sister Lan is early."

Zhu Youxiao, who walked out of the bedroom, found that Zhang Xiaolan, who was cleaning the villa, was cleaning up the garbage in the kitchen, and asked politely.

Zhang Xiaolan was also startled, turned her head and found that it was her boss, and replied politely, and at the same time secretly thought in her heart that she had been cleaning for a long time, and she didn't find out about Zhu Youxiao's existence at all, why did she suddenly want to come out of the stairs?

Although there were thousands of doubts in her heart, Zhang Xiaolan still kept her mouth shut. The most important thing for doing things in the homes of these rich and powerful people is not to think about the things that should not be considered by yourself, just do your own work. Starting point Chinese

Thinking of standing down here, he lowered his head and continued to clean the kitchen, but from time to time he quietly glanced at Zhu Youxiao while he was not paying attention. This illustrates how serious human curiosity is.

Regarding Zhang Xiaolan's thoughts, Zhu Youxiao doesn't know how to read minds, so naturally he doesn't know. Of course, what if you do?

After boiling some boiling water, Zhu Youxiao sat on the sofa in the hall and took out a delicate small wooden box from the coffee table. After opening the small wooden box, a fresh fragrance suddenly permeated the entire hall, making people's minds feel clear.

I don't know if tea has an addictive function, Zhu Youxiao always feels that since he drank the tea, it always feels a little wrong to drink some of the current drinks, so every time he comes back, he will quietly bring some tribute tea.

"Sister Lan, let's rest for a while."

Zhu Youxiao brought the brewed tea to two cups, and called Zhang Xiaolan, who was busy over there.

"Boss, it's not a pat on your ass, this tea of yours is really fragrant. In the past, when Director Zhou was there, he once invited me to have a drink."

For the truly rich and powerful, their daily lives are just like ordinary people. If you are too restrained when you are invited, it will have a bad impact, and it is easy for people to feel unfamiliar. For these experiences, Zhang Xiaolan has also summed up a lot over the years.

So for Zhu Youxiao's invitation, Zhang Xiaolan was not pretentious. Sitting directly in front of Zhu Youxiao, he gently picked up the teacup and took a sip, with a praising expression on his face.

Anyone, whether he is in a high position or just an ordinary person, will naturally be very happy with the praise of others. The only difference is that people of the same status will only make you happier when they are praised, and they will not care much about the praise of people with a lower status than themselves.

Although Zhu Youxiao was the lord of a country in the Ming Dynasty, he was just a slightly wealthy billionaire in modern society. And the poor dick silk life of more than 20 years has long been deeply engraved in Zhu Youxiao's bones, so he is also very concerned about the praise of others.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zhu Youxiao really doesn't have any friends of equal status with him, except for one Zhou Jiajia. As for the others, Zhu Youxiao can only be said to be named, but he can't talk about any very good friendship.

And Zhang Xiaolan can be said to be the only person other than Zhou Jiajia who can have a relationship with Zhu Youxiao.

After Zhang Xiaolan left, Zhu Youxiao made a phone call to Zhou Jiajia, which was regarded as a contact with the relationship. After all, if you don't contact for a long time, you will inevitably feel emotional, not to mention that your career is in its infancy, and it is inevitable that Zhou Jiajia's help is indispensable.

After spending a morning in modern society, the main thing is to return to the Ming Dynasty again, after all, there can't be no one there for a long time.

Thanks to the built-in function of the jade pendant, Zhu Youxiao will not be invaded by the cold and heat, otherwise it will be a snowy winter on the one hand, and the scorching heat of the sun on the other side is enough for Zhu Youxiao to drink a pot.