Early the next morning, Zhao Wenhua's sedan chair fell in front of the gate of the Zhejiang Hall again.

As soon as Zhao Wenhua got off the sedan chair, he saw Cui Lu walking towards this side, but the two of them took a look at each other.

"Oh, Zhao Tongzheng, the lower officials actually saw you again, it's really fate."

Zhao Wenhua forced out a smile and said, "Where is Cui Bingke going?" ”

"Naturally, I went to the political envoy department."

"That's a coincidence, this official has just come out of the General Political Envoy Division."

Zhao Wenhua glanced at the song in Cui Lu's hand, coughed, and said, "Can you let this official take a look first?" ”

Cui Lu said in his heart that Zhao Tongzheng is really thoughtful, and even the music is relieved to see it in person.

Cui Lu looked around and said embarrassedly: "It's a little inappropriate outside, right?" ”

"Let's talk about it in the sedan chair."

Zhao Wenhua was apprehensive about Cui Lu's dirty room, and took the first step.

Zhao Wenhua's sedan chair is extremely luxurious, and the internal space is very spacious, not to mention sitting two people, even sleeping one person is not a problem.

However, after Zhao Wenhua and Cui Lu entered the sedan chair one after another and sat down, Zhao Wenhua lowered his voice and said, "Bring the song." ”

The two of them sat so close to each other, which made Cui Lu a little embarrassed.

"Zhao Tongzheng, please take a look."

Zhao Wenhua was not polite, and took the song and started to look at it.

Seeing Cui Lu drenching Zhu Su's scolded dog blood in the recital, Zhao Wenhua was in a cold sweat.

Luckily, he came a step early. If Cui Lu sent the concert to the General Political Envoy and he happened to be absent, it was difficult to guarantee that this note would not be sorted out by other people in the official office and sent to the palace with other songs.

At that time, even if the song is not sent to the Son of Heaven, it will definitely be sent to the cabinet first.

When the time comes, the godfather will not tear him alive?

It's dangerous, it's really dangerous!

Seeing that Zhao Wenhua's face was not good, Cui Lu thought that he was dissatisfied with the content of the song, and said with a bitter face: "Zhao Tongzheng, all the crimes he can think of have been placed on him." If you are afraid that it is only a major crime of rebellion, this is too ridiculous. ”

Zhao Wenhua coughed repeatedly: "No, no need to add..."

Zhao Tongzheng rest assured, the charges listed by the lower officials are enough for that guy to drink a pot. His Majesty will be furious, and even if he is not punished with death, he will be dismissed from office. ”

Cui Lu said with a smile.

"I don't need to do it."

Zhao Wenhua held back for a moment and still spoke.

Cui Lu was stunned.

What's that? That's it?

Fool him, right?

Who rushed to the Zhejiang Hall yesterday and asked him to write a letter to impeach Zhu Kun?

Why did you change your mind after a good night's sleep?

"Zhao Tongzheng, why is this?"

Zhao Wenhua also felt a little unbearable on his face, and said with a thin mud: "This matter is very important, after the official went back yesterday, he thought about it carefully, and felt that he should not act hastily, but should think about it in the long run." ”

This sentence from a long-term perspective chilled Cui Lu's heart.

The impeachment note he wrote with all his heart and soul said that if you don't use it, you won't need it?

Although he was already furious, Cui Lu didn't dare to show it.

There is no way, who calls Zhao Wenhua a high and powerful position, and he is a powerful lackey of Yan Song's subordinates.

Perhaps because he felt that he owed Cui Lu something in this matter, Zhao Wenhua made up for it: "Cui Bing Kemo will be disappointed, and there will be a time for you to contribute in the future." Cui Bingke's ability must be useful. ”

"In this case, the lower officials will not bother Zhao Tongzheng and leave."

Cui Lu only felt a little better on his face, arched his hand and got out of the sedan chair and left.

Zhao Wenhua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This matter naturally disgusted him, and he secretly said in his heart that the surname Zhu is ruthless this time, let's see!

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...

The Zhao family's deflated meal is undoubtedly a happy thing.

Xu Yan only asked someone to write a letter and beat Zhao Wenjie, and he scared this wreck.

Zhao Wenjie definitely didn't dare to suppress the matter, and he would definitely report it to Zhao Wenhua in Jingshi as soon as possible.

As for Zhao Wenhua, as long as his head was not kicked by a donkey, he naturally did not dare to retaliate against Zhu Kun. Otherwise, Xu Yan only needs to release the news, which is enough for Zhao Wenhua to cry and call his mother.

In the Yan Party, Zhao Wenhua is a strange existence.

Needless to say, the most special thing about Zhao Wenhua is timidity.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Wenhua is very afraid of losing everything he has gained.

It's hard to climb to the current position, and the future is promising, who wants to suddenly fall behind?

The handle in Xu Yan's hand is not big, but it is not small.

At least for a short period of time, Zhao Wenhua didn't dare to fight Zhu Kun's idea anymore.

The extermination of Shuangyu has reached the most critical period of preparation, and Xu Yan will never allow anyone to interrupt Zhu Kun's train of thought.

I heard that Zhu Kun was going to leave for Ningbo in a few days, accompanied by civil and military officials from Zhejiang. I hope that Zhu Kun will be able to fight the Battle of Shuangyu more beautifully after listening to Xu Yan's suggestion.

Xu Yan is studying in the Lonely Mountain Academy at the moment, and he really can't give Zhu Kun much help, so he can only bless Zhu Kun and Ming Jun in his heart.

"Good boy, this Ningbo soju you brought tastes really good."

I don't know when Qian Dehong appeared behind Xu Yan, which really startled him.

"Oh, Master, do you always walk silently?"

Qian Dehong pursed his lips and said, "Obviously, you think too much about things yourself, and blame you for being a teacher?" ”

"How dare you, student, you keep laughing."

Xu Yan snorted and said, "Teacher, the student has always had a question for you. ”

"When did you learn to be such a mother-in-law?"

"Why do you say that this widow is getting more and more aggressive."

Qian Dehong obviously didn't expect Xu Yan to ask this, and he was really stunned for a moment.

"What are you kid thinking about?"

"The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband."

Xu Yan said very confidently.

"The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband..."

Qian Dehong read silently in his mouth, feeling that it made sense.

"In fact, in the final analysis, it is a matter of the sea ban."

Qian Dehong stroked his beard and said: "Since the implementation of the sea ban, not an inch has been allowed to go to the sea, and many businessmen have taken risks to start smuggling for the sake of profit. To put it bluntly, they were all recruited. ”

Qian Dehong still has a thorough understanding of the problem, and after a pause, he continued: "In fact, these are the people who don't want to open the sea. If the sea is opened, they will not only have to pay sea taxes, but also face a lot of competition. ”

So how do you think this situation can be ended? Can't just rely on suppression, right? ”

"It is a good policy to suppress and appease in parallel. But only by first establishing prestige can it be appeased. Otherwise, the Japanese will think that my Ming court is weak and can be bullied, and it will definitely go back and forth, and there will be endless troubles. ”

"What the teacher said is very true."

In fact, Xu Yan didn't know these truths, he wanted to get Mr. Qian's words to Zhu Kun.

After all, his age and identity are here, and no matter how optimistic Zhu Kun is, the most he can do is to listen to him, and it is unknown whether he will really adopt it.

And Qian Dehong is Wang Yangming's senior disciple, a generation of Confucianism, and what he says will definitely be listened to more or less by Zhu Yun.

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... Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens