Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Prince Returns South

At the Xiaguan Wharf in Nanjing, as soon as the sky was bright, the black pressure was full of riflemen, and the rows of bayonets were shining, glowing with bloodthirsty coldness, which made people shudder.

The wind in the morning was a little cold, but Ye Zhao's heart was hot, standing straight on the stone steps, looking at the small black dots in the rolling river that were gradually coming.

The regent was light and simple, so that the officials of the various ministries kept their duties, and only washed the dust for the prince at the noon banquet, and the officials who accompanied Ye Zhao to welcome Prince Zheng's return to the south were only Su and Anhui Governor Sun Bozheng and Nanjing Governor Wu Jianzhang, the so-called Su Anhui, that is, Ye Zhao temporarily divided Jiangsu and Anhui south of the Yangtze River into a province, and this place is in ruins, but the geographical location is due to the mountains and water resources, once it recovers, it is the richest place in fish and rice, Ye Zhao naturally wants to find a reliable and capable official to sit in town, What's more, many of Ye Zhao's innovative measures hope to start from this place, in fact, many things are man-made, and we can't do it all the time, and we can't do it, and it is not suitable for the national conditions, and most of them are those with vested interests who are fooling the people.

If there is an unusually powerful figure in the reform from the top to the bottom, there is basically nothing that cannot be done, such as the transformation of the Cultural Revolution that suddenly overthrew everything, and the 180-degree turn from the sudden end of the Cultural Revolution to reform and opening up, how much role can the will of the people play?

Of course, if the innovation is divorced from reality, no matter how powerful the leader is, it will cause chaos in the world, although there is a saying that the world is in chaos and the world is in chaos, but Ye Zhao is naturally cautious and cautious to avoid his steps being too radical.

Suzhou, Anhui and Nanjing are the top priorities of some innovations, and some changes are easy to start.

Sun Bozheng, the governor of Su and Anhui, was originally the superintendent of Guangdong Customs, shrewd and capable, with an open-minded style, and had been tempered for many years under the new policy of the Southern Dynasties, and was a good piece of steel in Ye Zhao's eyes, and he was the best candidate for the governor of Su and Anhui.

Needless to say, Shanghai Customs Superintendent, Su Song Taidao Daotai, has been dealing with foreigners all these years, and even in later words, he is a typical foreigner who admires foreigners, and he can use his talents, in Ye Zhao's opinion, he is really suitable to be the first Nanjing Mansion.

And Wu Jianzhang is very good at being an official, this Nanjing is the "special zone for reform" in Ye Zhao's mind, maybe some innovative measures will be out of date and will arouse the resentment of the people.

Ye Zhao lit a cigarette and handed it to Sun Bozheng and Wu Jianzhang, both of them could smoke it, they took it with both hands, and each of them divided one, but they all held it in their hands, and respectfully presented the cigarette pack to Ye Zhao.

Wu Jianzhang is a Taoist in the north, and the Southern Dynasty did not formally establish the capital, and the rank of the prefect of Nanjing Mansion is smaller than his official rank in the north, but Wu Jianzhang was summoned by Ye Zhao, and he was overjoyed when he heard that he was entrusted with the errand of Nanjing Mansion, he had just joined the Southern Dynasty not long ago, but he was immediately entrusted with a heavy responsibility, he knew the importance of the Nanjing Mansion now, and he knew that His Royal Highness the King of Nanjing would inevitably appoint a minister who was extremely trusted, but he did not want to appoint him, how could he not make Wu Jianzhang ecstatic?

The whistle sounded, and the black spots on the river became bigger and bigger, it was a steamer, a ship sent to Shanghai by the southern country, specially to pick up the prince, his wife and concubines.

Ye Zhao's spirit was lifted, and he took two more steps, but he hadn't seen the prince's father for a few years, and he really missed him.

The steamer slowly approached, and the "......" anchor was thrown down the river, splashing the waves.

On the deck, in addition to the sailors in white uniforms, there was another group of people, both men and women.

For the first time, Ye Zhao felt a little anxious in his heart, eagerly looking for the figure of the prince, and his footsteps involuntarily moved along the stone steps, wanting to jump off the pontoon bridge connected by barges, and the deputy head of the guard, Ouerden, called in a low voice: "Master." Ye Zhao sighed, and finally didn't jump.

Today, Shimonoseki Wharf is a pontoon bridge that uses wooden boats as barges and connects them to the shore with chains, thus solving the problem that iron-hulled steamers cannot be berthed in shallow water.

On the pontoon, a group of people hurriedly came, and it was Prince Zheng who was wearing a five-clawed dragon patch and a double-layered golden dragon ruby crown in the front, but he looked a lot thinner, and behind him, a group of warblers and Yanyan, servants under him.

"Amma!" Ye Zhao fell to his knees, kowtowed, and the prince, who had just been carried up the steps, took two steps, helped Ye Zhao get up, patted Ye Zhao on the shoulder, and his eyes were slightly moist.

"Amma, you didn't suffer, did you? Did the devil six do anything to you? Ye Zhao asked anxiously.

The prince smiled and said, "I have such a good son, does he dare to turn the sky upside down?" ”

Ye Zhao laughed, and met with Fujin and Gege, Yingying Yanyan, and some cried, wanting to come to the capital, frightened.

Ye Zhao was originally the only seedling and a treasure in the Prince's Mansion, not to mention it now, the regent of the Southern Dynasty, there were two iron hat kings in one mansion, which was unheard of in ancient times, and even more faintly heard of it, but in fact, in the Southern Dynasty, the little prince covered the sky with one hand, and I heard that many officials persuaded him to enter, and he was simply the emperor of the Southern Dynasty.

Prince Zheng still has a side blessing jin, a ** person, and now he has all started to think, especially the side blessing jin fucha clan, it seems that it is extremely difficult to give birth to the blood for the prince again, but he can adopt another elder brother and inherit the prince's position in the future, and all this, if you can get the approval of the little prince, that is, the current prince of Qian, the prince will definitely agree.

Yingying Yanyan is already very good to Ye Zhao, and now, Ye Zhao is the pillar of Prince Zheng's mansion, and the glory of the mansion is all one, so it is even more of their heart, but now Ye Zhao is a high lord, and the way Fujin Gege shows affection is also different, and even a little stuttered.

Sitting in the luxurious carriage, Ye Zhao took out the spring palace map from his sleeve, but he couldn't help but think of Zhu Sisi again, she said that she went out early and returned late, and the figure was gone, thinking that she was deliberately avoiding herself.

The prince and his son are used to messing around, but they haven't seen each other for a few years, but they don't want their son to sweep the south of the Yangtze River, not only to calm down the rebellion, but also to force the devil to retreat in six sections, and the prestige is long, such as Zhongtian, the land of China today, who doesn't know the regent of the Southern Dynasty?

In a trance, the prince felt that his son had changed, and he couldn't see through it himself, until he saw the spring palace picture sent by his son, the prince couldn't help laughing, Jingxiang is still the same Jingxiang, but it's more fun than before, put it aside, it seems that he is not interested in women, and now, he has also begun to collect secret drama pictures?

Ye Zhao said: "Ama, at noon, the officials of various ministries will pick up the wind for you, you will take the afternoon steamer to go, E-Niang is still in Guangzhou and is looking forward to you, Nanjing is not stable, and the child will go back to Guangzhou to accompany you and E-Niang to play." ”

The prince bowed slightly, and when Yanjing was under house arrest, he said that he was scared, but he could think that Fujin was tight.

Ye Zhao smiled again: "And tell Ama a good news, the child has married a lot of wives, and the one you see in a while is called Shawa, who is also your daughter-in-law, although she is a concubine, but Ama you know." ”

The prince patted Ye Zhao on the shoulder, "Silly boy, are you still so confused?" What is either not accepted, or accepted as a concubine and a wife, how can I not remember? Now it's up to you? ”

Ye Zhao smirked, scratched his head, and said, "I haven't told them anything about the child. "It is said that it is a wife, because the status of concubines is too low now, but in fact, in my mind, the status of all wives and concubines is more or less different.

The prince said, "Sava? It's a strange name. ”

Ye Zhao smiled wryly, not squeaking.

But when the prince saw Sava at the Rifle Inn, his face collapsed, it turned out to be a blonde girl with blue eyes, where could the prince see it? It's just that he has always loved Ye Zhao, no matter how much Ye Zhao messes around, the prince also comes with his surname.

Although the prince feels unorthodox, it can be seen that his son likes this little Yanmar very much, so he can barely suppress the disgust in his heart, but he also asked Shawa a few words very kindly, which is considered to be an acknowledgment of this daughter-in-law.

At noon, the Wangjiang Tower on the bank of the Qinhuai River held a banquet, and all the civil and military officials of the Southern Dynasty in Nanjing above the second rank arrived to receive the wind for the old prince.

During the banquet, the prince really saw the power of his son, one by one, the famous civil and military generals, sat solemnly, without a trace of noise, Ye Zhao said a word, and all the officials toasted the old prince with a brush, and coughed again, and the banquet living room, which was originally pushing the cup and changing the lamp, was immediately silent.

The prince is quite satisfied, giving birth to a child like this, what more can the husband ask for? I really didn't expect that when I was old, my son was so angry, and I wanted to fight with the devil six for a small title, but now the devil six, thinking that the god law usurped the throne, but he was forced to breathe by his son, hum, even if Xianfeng Ye is alive, his son is not afraid of anything.

The wine banquet was over, but Ye Zhao had a small gathering with the prince, Shawa and the Fujin Fucha clan on the side, so he had a few drinks with his father, and asked Shawa to take good care of Fujin Niangniang on the road.

Fucha's is very affectionate to Shawa, it's like hurting her daughter, after all, Shawa doesn't understand the Chinese world, and immediately felt that Fucha was a very good person, and he didn't like her.

Ye Zhao just laughed when he saw it, but living a simple life is not a kind of happiness?

"Amma, you better put this away." Ye Zhao pushed a small square wooden box of red brocade in front of the prince again.

This small wooden box is full of Shenghe Bank silver tickets, a full 10,000 taels, Shenghe Bank in Shanghai, Guangzhou have semicolons, is to the north and south of the common use.

This is the "shock tea money" that Wu Jianzhang secretly gave to the prince, although the prince was confused, but he had just come to the Southern Dynasty, and his eyes were black, and this kind of thing could not be hidden from Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao just laughed when he saw it, and he didn't know how much public money Wu Jianzhang had secretly embezzled from Shanghai Jianghai Customs when he came to Nanjing, since he was running away, he was afraid that all the money he could mobilize would be drawn out, and his style would remain the same.

What should I do about this matter and ponder it again, the situation is chaotic today, what is the matter with the batch of silver that Wu Jianzhang took? What's the deal with giving it to yourself? I can only think of a charter slowly.

"Amma, I wish you a smooth journey." Ye Zhao raised his cup and gently clinked glasses with the prince.

(To be continued)