There is a mantra in the sales industry in later generations, Ma Huateng shouted that you would do the Internet in 95 years, you would not do it, Ma Yun would call you to do e-commerce in 97 years, and you would not come, and now I will call you dry fork fork fork

This sentence is really of practical significance in Nanming at this time, that is, Qian Zeng, in the first few chapters, he was so dazzling that even Mao Jue had to shout a cauldron! But in the cooperation with the Dongjiang River, the Qian family deliberately lowered the price by relying on their own great business, and also tried in vain to encroach on the north and south money houses that Mao Jue hesitated to establish, and control the economic lifeline of the Dongjiang River, which caused Mao Jue to be disgusted, so in front of the fleet that was getting farther and farther away from the Dongjiang River, the Qian family gradually couldn't keep up and was left behind.

Nowadays, the entire Jiangnan maritime business, the most giant is the Hangzhou Luo family, as for Qian Zeng, he is still doing his role as a "business manager", and then running small businesses to supply the family.

At this time, Qian Qianyi summoned him, no less than the CEO of later generations summoned the bottom of the business salesman who was fighting on the front line, and learned that Qian Qianyi wanted to see him, Qian Zeng almost ran away from Songjiang overnight, and appeared in front of Qian Qianyi early the next morning.

It's just that Qian Qianyi's request immediately made this enthusiastic "business manager" become like a frosted eggplant, wilting!

"Uncle Clan, Lord Mao is now the regent, and he is just a small businessman in his later life, how can he sell face?"

A round face was like a bitter gourd, Qian Zeng spread his hands very sadly, but Qian Qianyi did not give up, and still asked with hope.

"Didn't you be friends with the Lord Regent in the same year? It is said that Gou is rich and noble, don't forget it! You should be able to talk if you go! ”

People are greedy, in essence, Qian Qianyi, who is known as the leader of the Donglin Merry Sect, is actually no different from Ruan Dacheng, who took refuge in Wei Zhongxian, the only difference is that Ruan Dacheng was a little unlucky, when the Donglin Party shared the spoils, he gave up his position to others, and in a fit of anger, Ruan Dacheng took refuge in the eunuch party.

Now that he has finally sat on the book of the Ministry of Rites, he has a lot of power in his hands, how can he be willing to let go so easily? In front of his own juniors, those fancy crepes were all thrown away by Qian Qianyi, who was anxious for the security officer, and he said eagerly and urgently.

"The old man has tens of thousands of births, and his name is Jiangnan, you go to Jiangbei to see the regent, as long as he agrees to seal me the book of my Nanjing Military Department!" The old man is willing to take Hongguang and his ministers to surrender, and as long as he relies on the old man, he can definitely ensure the stability of Jiangnan!"

"As long as this is done, you can move into the Qian family's ancestral shrine in Huangjiang Village! In the future, he will also be a child of the inner clan, and he will no longer be a remote branch! The old man will also accept you as a personal disciple and mention some imperial examinations!"

The family is a small kingdom, especially for the Chinese who are particularly ancestor worshippers in this era, it is quite an honor to be able to move the ancestral spiritual seat to the ancestral hall and receive incense offerings from the whole clan, and Qian Zeng is also very eager for it.

Not to mention being a disciple of Qian Qianyi in the long house, that is a high position in the clan that can speak! It's a trivial matter to be an official or something, where is it still used to run around with such a lowly person to be looked down upon by others?

The question is! Chongzhen two or three years he went to the Dongjiang River, it was Mao Jue to see him, Chongzhen four or five years he went to the Dongjiang River, it was Su Changmei Su Fat Man to meet him, Chongzhen seven years later, what is the director of the Tieshan Commercial Bureau to meet him, until now, he can't even enter the gate of the Liaodong Yamen, what did he take to see Mao Jue, and then introduce him to this official uncle?

Stunned to this, Qian Zeng hated those short-sighted and rat-like Changshu Qian family elders, if they hadn't relied on the old to sell the old and bully people, and looked down on a group of martial artists, they hated the Dongjiang River, and the rich people of the Luo family in Hangzhou would have belonged to them now!

"Can we do it?"

With an anxious stomach, Qian Qianyi couldn't help but ask again, just with a sad face to veto, but a burst of singing suddenly reached Qian Zeng's ears, and he subconsciously looked down, even if he couldn't help but light up.

Qian Qianyi is an elegant person, and his mansion is naturally also a literary atmosphere, and in this small courtyard on the second floor, there are various rare plants, and some varieties have been sprouted even if they are only in March.

In the warm morning light, a beautiful woman wearing a scholar's green shirt, but with beautiful long hair and shawl, a woman full of charm and a bit of a man's husband's heroic temperament is singing Jiangnan songs, fertilizing the soil for these plants, and occasionally turning over to the side of the world's face in the early sun, brilliant like a goddess.

Looking at her, an old thing suddenly came to mind, which made Qian Zeng's eyes light up.

"Nephew! Didn't your father teach you not to look at indecent things, not to listen to indecent things? ”

In front of women, men are always selfish, even if Qian Qianyi is an old man, looking at this kid looking at the pearl in his palm, Liu Ru's eyes were stunned, Qian Qianyi coughed violently a little annoyed, and reminded in an unkind voice.

Who knew that these words made Qian Zeng quickly wake up, and shouted excitedly: "Uncle clan, when the little nephew ran to the Dongjiang River, he once transferred a Western thin horse to the regent for Yangzhou Wang Dashang, and the regent is said to be very favored, and even put him in a high position, which can affect the political affairs of Liao Town!"

"If the clan uncle wants to ask the regent for an official position and enjoy a high position in the new dynasty, then offering a talented and beautiful woman as a stepping stone will definitely get twice the result with half the effort! What do you think? ”

"A talented and beautiful woman!"

This proposal made Qian Qianyi moved, pinching his white beard, the Merry Sect Master couldn't help but think about it.

"In the clan or near everyone, which woman is qualified? No, there are too many young ladies in the boudoir, according to the current identity of the regent, you can't look down on it at all, you have to be famous, then ......"

"Uncle clan, why do you have to work hard for this, it's far away in the sky, it's close in front of you, isn't it?"

"Reconciliation?"

Qian Zeng's eyes drifted down obscenely, and his gaze fell on Liu Ruyi, but Qian Qianyi's old face turned green in an instant.

Bang dang~

The door was pushed open violently, and several domestic servants were beaten out with sticks, and the door was full of bags, and Qian Zeng was still unwilling to lie on the door panel and knock on it.

"Uncle Clan! It's just a Qin Huai prostitute! The reputation of the Qian family is important! Do you think about it again? ”

"Uncle clan, if you don't come out, I can mention it to the clan elders!!"

"Uncle !!"

…………

For Liu Ruyi, Qian Qianyi's feelings are still very special, there are lovers, there are friends who cherish each other, and even a bit of a father-daughter feeling, without Mao Jue's history, it is because of Liu Ruis that Qian Qianyi, who is cold, saved a little of his bad reputation in Shilin, Liu Ruyi did regard him as the support of all his life, in history, Qian Qianyi just died, his nephew and student Qian Zeng came to fight for the family property, and forced this poor man who lost his support to commit suicide by hanging himself, Before he died, his last words to his children were still to go down to Jiuquan to find Qian Qianyi to make decisions for himself.

For this woman, of course Qian Qianyi is reluctant!

It's just that he is reluctant, but what he is willing to do is all!

"The wind and snow are sweeping white, and there are saints from the north! The thief is a good lord of the people, and the ministers of Jiangzuo are admired!"

While reading, the only opportunity to follow Mao Jue south this time The corners of the female guard's mouth couldn't help but hook up that rich smile, but the fleshy verses, Mao Jue was confused, if the political background was put aside, maybe this one would have to be regarded as a love poem written by a lover to a lover! It's so affectionate!

In particular, this poem is also from Wu Weiye, who is known as the three masters of Jiangbei, an old man who is over half a hundred years old.

Mao Jue only carried 130,000 people when he left Jinan, and it soared to more than 300,000 in more than ten days when he hit the Yangtze River.

In the past few days, Mao Jue has received hundreds of letters of allegiance from Jiangnan, including many famous and powerful ministers like Wu Weiye. According to the order of succession, the remarks that the true prince should be abdicated have caused a lot of uproar, and even more radical ones have simply said that the number of great Ming qi has been exhausted, and the new saint should be abdicated!

And compared with the previous sneakiness, these scholars and talents also deliberately showed their names, which was trying to reach his ears, once the army crossed the river, thanks to Mao Jue's appreciation, it would be soaring!

snatched the scroll back from Sakurahime's hand, Mao Jue casually threw it into the brazier, thought about it, but didn't give up, after all, this thing is a handle, once Wu Weiye repented and leaked this letter, his reputation would be over!

Stuffed the fleshy psalm scroll into the bookcase next to the desk in the Chinese military tent, Mao Jue hung up the lock with a stupid bang, and waved his hand at the happy Sakurahime who was playing like a chicken.

"Go out and get some food for the king."

"Stingy!"

Pouting, Sakurahime walked out of the tent in a huff, and Mao Jue was left alone in the Chinese army, he simply put his boots on the box and shook his arms on the pillow.

Although Yangzhou City has not yet been captured, but with a box of paper under his feet, the war against Nanming has actually been won, just waiting for the heat to be about the same that day, one of his big flags waved to the south, and Zhu Yousong's Nanjing had to respond.

But Mao Jue couldn't be happy!

Under his feet, what kind of turtle and turtle things are he is about to accept! Selfish, without any backbone, there is no sense of responsibility in the face of the rise and fall of the country, they do not lose the country, it is really unreasonable! This is the Shilin of the Ming Dynasty that has decayed to the roots, and the officialdom that has degenerated to the bones.

Mao Jue had the feeling of eating flies.

Is it acceptable? Li Zicheng is a good example! When the world was in the limelight, he let go of the torture and plunder, and showed a rogue style in front of the eyes of the scholars and landlords, and he was immediately abandoned by these ruling classes.

Although there is no Manchu Qing Dynasty in this time and space to copy his old background, but he really offended the Jiangnan scholar family in front of him, Mao Jue is also sure that he will not be able to move an inch in Jiangnan, Chongzhen went south in six years, and he has seen the arrogant power of the big clan, and he has vividly remembered it now.

And it is also tricky to get rid of these scholars, it is not as simple as killing one person or two, one family is implicated, hundreds or thousands, and even some super families may be thousands, and it is not that they look down on the working people at the bottom, but the people of this era are indeed stupid! The scholars and doctors held the right to speak in society, and they could easily incite the people to rebel against them.

Unless, like the Manchu Tartars, he kills all the people who stand in his way and turns Jiangnan into a bloody cemetery.

But even if it was a Qing Tartar, it took more than 20 years to pacify Jiangnan, and several of them were repeated and even almost fell short.

This is a complex social problem that is not so easy to solve! After taking over Jiangnan, how to reactivate its consolidated social class, even Mao Jue has no idea in his heart.

This is also the main reason why he has the strength to continue to march early tomorrow, but Mao Jue has not moved.

In an irritable mood, he threw down the heavy official document and clapped his hands, he was gloomy and wanted to go outside, but just as he was about to reach the entrance of the tent, Sakurahime turned back again, and held a huge fruit plate in his hand, which contained grapes, peaches, citrus and other fresh fruits.

Looking at these things, Mao Jue's eyes suddenly straightened.

You must know that now is not the era of advanced science and technology in the future, you can eat whatever you want in winter, and now it is only early April, and you can serve grapes, which is no less difficult than making Zhu Yousong lose his mind now, take off his yellow robe and run naked to Jiangbei, and kneel to him Mao Jue to call his ministers.

Full of surprise, he asked stunned.

"Where did this ...... come from?"

"Those fat people in Yangzhou City sent it! The prince allowed them to come and go freely, as early as ten days ago, they sent several cooks, and whatever the palace needed, they would supply!"

Full of ease, Sakurahime also turned around charmingly.

"And this dress and hairpin, they also gave it, Lord Wang, is it good-looking?"

In front of the flower-like butterfly-like Sakurahime, Mao Jue's face became gloomy, and vaguely, he suddenly found an extremely serious problem.

"Lord Wang, are you unhappy?"

Seeing that Mao Jue seemed to be uncertain, he was startled, put away his teasing, and asked cautiously.

"Shall I return these?"

"In the camp, do you collect a lot of these salt merchants' things?"

"There should be a lot, like Lord Kong Youde who received a coral tree and two girls, and Lord Shen Rong, it seems that only General Zhao Cheng and General Zhao confiscated it, and there are ......"

"Needless to say, gather the pro-army, this king is going out for a walk!"

"Yes!"

Obviously feeling that Mao Jue was calm, suppressing an anger that was difficult to vent, and knowing that something terrible might have happened, Sakura Ji also became serious, hurriedly bowed heavily, and turned out.

Crash~

She had just left, and the fruit plate on the table was slammed to the ground by Mao Jue, and the purple-red grapes like agate fell into the water......

(End of chapter)