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It's easy to kill someone, but it's hard to kill someone without a trace.

This was the first difficult task Ji Hong received. In the past six months, as the dark camp has spread out in Nanzhili and Zhejiang, he knows Jiangnan better than Zhai Zhe. For example, Qin Huai Bayan made friends with several literati, the contradictions between the Wu Song and Gu brothers, etc., and all kinds of materials were piled up in his study in Yuhang, Hangzhou, and arranged them in various prefectures and counties.

He knew Zhang Pu's reputation and the power of the Restoration Society. But he didn't care about any of this, he just knew that the person in the portrait died without a trace.

Which friends does Zhang Pu often visit? What are the common roads? Ji Hong ordered Wang Yi to be in charge of investigating this matter. The killing was very fast, the Qi knife was swung down, and the head fell to the ground, this was Ji Hong's previous way of killing, but he hadn't wiped those Qi knives for a long time, although he had kept them.

Ji Hong is not in a hurry, he is very patient now.

Zhai Zhe is not in a hurry, and Zhou Yanru is not in a hurry. In the cold winter months, the former allies have quietly turned into rivals.

This is the battle of the court, and when you want to have power beyond your own ability, there is bound to be danger.

The Restoration Society was completely established by Zhang Pu by virtue of his fame, and Zhai Zheneng had a hunch that as soon as Zhang Pu died, the Restoration Society would be reduced to a plate of scattered sand. A loose re-establishment is in the interest of all, except for the re-establishment itself. Zhai Zhe also doesn't like Zhang Pu, he always looks at him with domineering eyes, although he doesn't care, it doesn't mean that he has no ideas. Lu Xiangsheng didn't have such an attitude towards him, why did a Jinshi who had never done anything practical look so high.

Chinese New Year's Eve passed, and it was not a road jam or a lazy ride, and the Holy Order arrived in Yixing later than Zhou Yanru imagined.

These days, the threshold of Yixing's Zhou family manor is about to be broken, and some are well-informed people, and there are countless Donglin protégés who come to bargain for officials.

When the winter snow in the south of the Yangtze River melted, Zhou Yanru stepped on the ship heading north. At the same time, a bombshell news reached Jiangnan, Li Zicheng broke through Luoyang, Yang Sichang's plan to suppress thieves completely failed, and was insulted by Zuo Liangyu and committed suicide.

Zhai Zhe prepared pigs, cattle and sheep, carried a bottle of old wine, and went to Lu Xiangsheng's tomb with Lu Xiangtong to pay respects. Until now, the imperial court's nickname for Lu Xiangsheng has not been sealed, and Duchess Lu has asked the imperial court twice, but there has been no follow-up. It is said that the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, and the Ming Dynasty used only such a large amount of military books, and the results are self-evident.

Lu Xiangtong cried bitterly in front of the tomb for a while, causing the two brothers Lu Xiangguan and Lu Xiangjin to cry as well.

"This time Zhou Ge Lao went to Beijing, Lu Gong's seal should also have a result!" Zhai Zhe spilled a pot of wine on Lu Xiangsheng's tombstone. He was able to lead his troops to base himself in the south of the Yangtze River, and the Lu family contributed a lot. He was able to withstand Lu Gong and was rewarded for it.

When the snow melts, the grass is moistened. In less than a month, the shallow grass in the south of the Yangtze River was green, the capital city was galloping to the south of the Yangtze River, and the governor of Anqing, Shi Kefa, was promoted to the governor of the canal, which was the first date that Zhou Yanru fed to the Donglin Party.

Jiangnan scholars are excited, and there are celebrations everywhere.

Chen Zilong, Xu Fuyuan, and Xia Yunyi from several societies came to West Lake to step on the spring together, which coincided with Xu Du's discussion with Zhai Zhe in Hangzhou. Xu Du studied in Jiaxing and became friends with Chen Zilong, Xu Fuyuan and He Gang of Songjiang Society, so he invited Zhai Zhe to go with him.

Zhai Zhe didn't want to go, but he had no choice but to say a lot of good things about Chen Zilong and others, and he persuaded him for a long time, but he had no choice but to follow.

The climate is warm, Zhai Zhe is physically fit and healthy, and he has lived in the northern part of the country for a long time, and he only wears a thin cloth shirt to move forward, which attracts several people to smack their tongues and admire. With Zhai Zhe, a military attaché, by his side, Xu Du didn't feel embarrassed. The others are all famous talents, proficient in poetry and writing, and always have to recite poems against each other to help the pleasure of the game. In the past, only Xu Du stared dryly, but now Zhai Zhe was accompanying him.

Chen Zilong is in his thirties, with a round face, a few sparse beards, and a cyan shirt, with a restrained atmosphere, which is different from the few rich sons Zhai Zhe has seen on weekdays. After Xu Fuyuan listened to Xu Du's introduction to Zhai Zhe, he kept following him to ask about the affairs of the army, talking non-stop, which made Zhai Zhe not very annoying.

"Is it vicious? Why did the Ming officers and soldiers win a rare victory over the Qing captives? ”

"The thieves are just some people who can't get enough to eat, and the court should replace them with relief, and then attack them with surprise soldiers, how can they not win."

Xu Fuyuan said that Zhai Zhe was taken aback, and few scribes in Jiangnan were interested in military affairs.

"Gong Yan, just say a few words, General Zhai came down from the battlefield, and you have an axe." Chen Zilong laughed.

Xu Fuyuan sighed: "The big tent points the soldiers, running thousands of miles, like Lu Gong is my lifelong dream!" ”

Zhai Zhe was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Fuyuan's thin arms and legs, and then refused to answer. It's just a literati on paper!

A few people walked all the way and chatted, the willow trees by the West Lake were sprinkled with goose-yellow buds, and it was still a little early to step into spring, and it was not the time when the flowers and plants were the most vigorous. Zhai Zhe rarely speaks, but occasionally speaking will inevitably make several other people listen carefully, he has been fighting in the north of the country for ten years, and has traveled in the north and south of the river, and has seen a lot of knowledge, and half a day's hard work has made the initial contempt of several people in several societies fade.

Chen Zilong sighed: "If there is chaos today, a brave general like General Zhai can only spend his days here, which is really unfortunate for the imperial court." ”

Zhai Zhe responded with a smile, "If there is chaos today, a talent like Brother Chen can only hide at home, which is also the misfortune of the Ming Dynasty." ”

Chen Zilong and Xia Yunyi were admitted to the Jinshi as early as the tenth year of Chongzhen, and Chen Zilong was originally elected as the manager of Huizhou Mansion in Guangdong, but he did not go to the post because of his stepmother's funeral, and then stayed at home to study and refused to be an official.

"For example, today, when there are many empty talkers, few practical people, vulgar and Confucian people in the past rather than the present, and the glory and the truth, I have compiled a few useful books at home, but it is much more practical than going out to be an official. For example, Xu Gelao's "Complete Book of Agricultural Administration", which is pedantic and practical, focuses on practicality, and enriches the country and the people, if it can be widely spread, it will not be much more beneficial than serving as an official. ”

Chen Zilong's words made Zhai Zhe look sideways. Jiangnan Zhusheng, there are many vain, few pragmatic, he rarely sees people who are willing to do learning in a down-to-earth manner, and it is also a study that has been applied by the world.

"Wo Zijun is talented, if the book is successful, can you lend me a look." Zhai Zhe bent down and saluted.

"Of course you can, if one more person knows about the books I edited, the hard work will not be in vain!" Chen Zilong returned the salute with a slight smile on his face.

Zhai Zhe doesn't want to see the Donglin Party, but this world is a scholar after all, and the Donglin Party is not monolithic, and there are also capable officials like Lu Xiangsheng. Zhai Zhe doesn't have the prestige to recruit famous scholars now, and it would be of great benefit to make a few such friends. A few scholars from several societies have a good reputation in Jiangnan, and scholars like Chen Zilong who don't want to be officials and only want to study are even more difficult to find with lanterns.

This trip to West Lake is worth it.

At the same time, there were scholars all over the Jiangnan to celebrate. Since Chongzhen's accession to the throne, Wen Tiren and Zhou Yanru, who were sitting in the auxiliary seats, have not been waiting to see the Donglin Party. This time, Zhou Yanru regained the position of assistant with the help of the power of the Restoration Society, and spent a lot of money to bribe the eunuchs in the DPRK and China, but Zhang Pu grabbed the handle, and as soon as he came to power, he had a new atmosphere.

After Zhou Yanru left Jiangnan, Zhang Pu wrote various policies for governing the country at home overnight, preparing to submit them to the imperial court for Zhou Yanru to implement. But he forgot who was the one who sat in the auxiliary seat, and he had such a big secret that he couldn't even remember the sentence of self-guilt.

When Shi Kefa became the governor of Caoyun, he actually came to Taicang to thank Zhang Pu first, which pushed Zhang Pu's prestige to the top.

For a while, Zhang's family was in the market, and it was difficult for him to be quiet. Although he can't sit in that position in person, becoming the center of Jiangnan Shizi is equivalent to becoming a great Mingfu who lives in seclusion among the people, and the joy in Zhang Pu's heart cannot be described in words.

Didn't he form the Fushe Society at the lowest ebb of the Donglin Party just for this moment?

At the beginning of March, Wu Changshi returned to his hometown to join his family. Because of the suppression of the predecessor Fu Wen Tiren, there were not many people who were officials in the court, and Wu Changshi was one of the parties involved in major events. Zhang Pu left his hometown in Taicang and went to Nanjing to meet with Wu Changshi. A Caoyun governor is far from satisfying his ****, and there are many scholars in the Fushe Society, so he is afraid that the official position of the Ming Dynasty will not be enough to distribute.

Ji Hong, the trade name of the business alliance, has been waiting for a long time.

Zhang Pu is a constant visitor every day, and he has always stayed in his hometown in Taicang, rarely going out, which makes him helpless.

Taicang to Nanjing, originally a horse-drawn carriage all the way is very convenient, but the spring rain continues, the river floods, and the road is muddy. Zhang Pu arrived in Nanjing on 10 March, and after a secret discussion with Wu Changshi, he embarked on the road back to his hometown after two days.

The rainy season in Jiangnan does not stop for a month. The dripping raindrops are like monsters whispering in the ears in the middle of the night, which makes people upset and helpless. The damp breath made a thin layer of water beads leach out of Zhang Pu's head.

Zhang Pu was holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing coarse cloth clothes, thinking of this situation, a very meaningful title suddenly appeared in his heart - "Prime Minister of Cloth", and in an instant, even the muddy road under his feet seemed to be not so difficult.

After Wu Changshi returned to Beijing, he would bring his construction to Zhou Yanru, and there were still a few town governors who needed to arrange, and the land tax of those provinces in Jiangbei that had failed to harvest should be exempted. He believed that as long as his strategies could be implemented, the momentum of Ming's decline would slowly reverse.

When he walked to the boundary of Wuxi, he faintly felt some pain in his chest, but he didn't think too much. The lake is flooded, the water in the canal is very turbulent, and there are not many passenger boats ferrying at the ferry.

Looking at the white river in front of him, Zhang Pu was a little dizzy, and a boatman came over in the rain to greet: "Do you want to cross the river?" ”

"Cross the river!" Zhang Pu agreed, led the two servants to the boat quickly, and wanted to find a place to sit down first.

The passenger ship was very large, and the boatman asked for an extra twenty copper coins, and Zhang Pu was very happy. After a few moments, the passenger boat staggered into the middle of the river, and suddenly a big wave hit, and the bow man shouted: "Leaky!" ”

The two servants ran out of the cabin and saw a huge hole in the bow of the ship, and water gushing like a spring.

"It's leaking!" The captain was crying, and there was not a single boat to be seen on the misty river.

Zhang Pu staggered to the bow of the boat, the boat shook violently, his heart ached, his feet slipped, and he fell into the water. The two servants rushed to the surface of the river desperately, only to see the rolling waves, but not Zhang Pu's figure.

The turbulent canal water leads directly to Taihu Lake.