Zheng Gongyin's father and daughter were so panicked that they handed over towels to Zhu Yourong to wipe their faces, and the maid also came up, removing the ink treasure on the case with all hands and feet, and wiping away the traces of water.

Zhu Yourong choked and coughed repeatedly, took the towel and wiped his face while smiling, and then sat up right, looking at Xiang Xiaoqiang who was about to erupt fire with an indifferent face, and said very casually:

"Mr. Xiang Xiaoqiang, right?"

"Well, it's me."

Zhu Yourong stared at him and smiled slightly:

"Mr. Xiang, I'm not Miss Zheng, this is Miss Zheng, I'm ...... Uh, her cousin, my surname is Zhu. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang said to himself: That's right. She is a clan woman, no wonder she has a higher status than Miss Zheng, people are standing, she is sitting.

Zhu Yourong played with the lid of the celadon tea cup as thin as a cicada's wings, and said unhurriedly:

"Mr. Xiang, you know, I asked you to go to the East Factory tonight."

"Oh......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang squinted at her. Hearing this, and looking at her indifferent tone when she said this, she immediately understood that the girl in front of her was not an ordinary clan woman, and she seemed to be even higher than Marquis Zheng. Marquis Zheng is the emperor's uncle, she is Miss Zheng's cousin, that may be a certain princess, or even equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's "Fourteen Gege" and other figures.

"How does it feel?"

Zhu Yourong asked casually, thinking that he was going to complain about the all-martial style of the ministers of the Ming Dynasty, but he didn't know that Mr. Xiang in front of him didn't mention those irrelevant things at all, and said directly:

Zhu ...... Miss, since you specially arranged for me to participate, I will be blunt. ”

"It doesn't matter."

"First of all, I don't know what to call you. I don't know where to call you Miss Zhu...... Still is...... Her Royal Highness the Princess? ”

The father and daughter of the Zheng family looked at each other, and they couldn't help laughing. But Zhu Yourong moved twice, hesitated for a moment and said:

"Hmm...... I...... Well, I'm not a princess. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang stared at her and said:

"You're not a princess, but you can influence the meetings of the East Factory...... Right? ”

Zhu Yourong smiled slightly:

"yes."

Xiang Xiaoqiang had some bottom in his heart and realized that this Miss Zhu was a big tree bigger than Marquis Zheng. He continued to bet:

"Miss Zhu, I grew up in the West, and I like to speak straightforwardly, I hope you don't mind. Can I guess that you are not a princess, but you have a lot of influence, and you can even ...... ...... affecting your country Emperor? ”

Zheng Gongyin couldn't listen to it anymore, and said:

"Xiao Xiang, ah......"

Zhu Yourong raised his index finger, and Zheng Gongyin immediately swallowed the words.

Zhu Yourong comfortably leaned back in the Huanghuali circle chair, picked up the teacup, and said with a smile:

"You have a good eye. Yes, I can influence the emperor, and the influence is not small. Well, does Mr. Xiang have anything to say to the emperor? Hehe, I can pass it on for you. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but he was still calm on the surface, warning himself not to have too much hope, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. After all, the rescue involves military affairs, and no matter how influential she is as a girl......

He stared at Zhu Yourong's eyes and said as calmly as possible:

"My story, Miss Zhu has already heard about it."

Zhu Yourong smiled:

"Yes, that's why I'm very curious, I want to see what such a capable person looks like, so I asked my uncle to bring you to meet."

If Xiang Xiaoqiang heard this sentence when he first came in, he would have to turn his head and leave. But now that he had made his own judgment, he knew that she had only said it on purpose.

"Then Miss Zhu, you must have heard the words in the cannonball."

Zhu Yourong was very interested, put down the teacup and asked:

"What word? Why is it still in the shells? ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang's heart was slightly wider, knowing that this curious girl had just heard a rough story, and some details were not known yet.

"What, Miss Zhu doesn't know?"

Zhu Yourong became interested, sat forward, and said:

"They showed me what they wrote on paper, very rough, and the focus was on what happened this morning. Okay, tell me from the beginning. Come on, show Mr. Xiang tea. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that the door of opportunity was open to him. He had an intuition that he knew that he was also telling a story, and the role of telling it to Miss Marquis and to the Miss Zhu in front of him was absolutely different.

Zheng Yuxuan smiled:

"What kind of tea does Mr. Xiang like to drink?"

Xiang Xiaoqiang hurriedly said:

"Don't bother, anything."

Zheng Yuxuan pulled the bell and ordered, and immediately two servants struggled to carry a small tea table and carefully placed it in front of Xiang Xiaoqiang. He just wondered why such a small coffee table was so heavy, and when he saw the dark and dull color, he immediately understood that it was not red sandalwood but mahogany.

Xiangfei bamboo tea sea, purple clay pot, tea washing and filling, smelling incense cup, a full set of together.

A small cup of red tea soup was pinched in his hand, blown twice, and drank it all. The taste is very heavy, not like black tea, but like mung bean soup, with a little sweetness.

Zhu Yourong smiled:

"Mr. Xiang, don't mind, this month, there is no fresh green tea, and it's good to drink some Pu'er tea, warm your stomach."

Zheng Yuxuan hurriedly continued:

"It's ten years old."

Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't know how to taste tea, but after two small cups of hot tea, his whole body warmed up a lot. It seems that this Miss Zhu is not ready to sleep, and she really wants to listen to the detailed version.

Looking at Zheng Gongyin again, standing behind Zhu Yourong, with a harmless smile on his face, a peaceful face, and no reason for it.

Xiang Xiaoqiang organized his thoughts and began to speak. Last night's experience was already thrilling, coupled with his proper rendering, the twists and turns, ups and downs, the two girls could hear it, Zhu Yourong was quieter, Zheng Yuxuan smoked cold air for a while, and covered his mouth for a while. Even Jung Kyung-in brackets his ears and captures information he doesn't know.

Finally, when they talked about pulling out a cigarette case from an incoming shell on the plane, all three laughed. Zhu Yourong smiled at Zheng Gongyin:

"So the corruption of the Qing Dynasty has penetrated into every corner. Their Guangxu Dynasty is quite good, but it will not work in the second half of Xuantong, and now that Emperor Jiade has been on the throne for two years, it seems that it will continue to be rotten.

Zheng Gongyin also smiled:

"Yes, it is said that the quality of their own munitions has always been very poor, and jamming is a common phenomenon. Wasn't it the last Jianghuai war, thanks to their munitions factory, how many fewer people we died? But this time there are not only cinders, but also cigarette cases, which are too witty. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang heard Qiu Yu say that there were several small-scale tug-of-war battles in the Ming and Qing dynasties in the past three hundred years, mainly in the Jianghuai area, and the battlefield was no more than the Huai River in the north and the Yangtze River in the south. The most recent was at the beginning of the twentieth century.

In the Sino-Japanese War of the Japanese and Qing dynasties, Japan originally wanted to pull the Ming Dynasty to attack the Qing Dynasty, but the Ming Dynasty did not agree. Later, I probably regretted it, so I took advantage of the new defeat of the Qing Dynasty to recover the Central Plains, but first, the military strength of the Ming army has always been much less than that of the Qing army, and the quality was not superior at that time, and secondly, the Western powers did not want to see China become a piece of erosion, and they did not want China to unify into a big empire.

The Ming Dynasty fought for a while and occupied a part of the Jianghuai River, and Western countries intervened diplomatically with Japan, and Japan also sent warships to cruise off the coast of Zhoushan. At that time, the navy of the Ming Dynasty was not weak, and the Japanese navy had just finished fighting, so if it really wanted to fight, it might not lose. But it was not only Japan that opposed the Ming Dynasty's actions, but also several Western countries that were traditionally friendly to the Ming Dynasty. In addition, the Ming army has already fallen in, and there are problems with logistics, and it will not move to the north, and there is no natural danger like the Yangtze River, so it can't stand it. At that time, there was also opposition from the whole court, so they simply withdrew themselves and did not do it.

Later, the Qing Dynasty Guangxu was revived, but it became stronger, and the Ming Dynasty had no chance, but the two sides changed their offensive and defensive positions. It was only in the past ten years that the Qing Dynasty showed obvious signs of turning back. The mind of the Ming Dynasty is alive again.

These are all said by Qiu Qiu's small mouth. Xiang Xiaoqiang could see early that the girl who came out of the military academy was good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, and her knowledge of literature and history was indeed not very good. When he spoke, he didn't answer the preface and the afterword, and there were many contradictions, which were still inductively analyzed by Xiaoqiang himself, and could only be used as a reference.

It seems that the poem on the cigarette box seems to be quite impressive to the current Ming Dynasty people, when Qiu Yu read this poem, the twelve girls on the plane were almost in tears. In front of her, Miss Zhu, in addition to her background and power, is also a girl after all. I wonder if this emotional card can start to work?

Xiang Xiaoqiang thought of this, so he told them about the discovery of cigarette boxes.

"Oh......" Zhu Yourong asked quietly, holding his chin in one hand, "That song...... How is it written? ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang brewed his emotions for a while, and recited aloud:

"You live in the south of the Yangtze River,

He lives in the north of the Yangtze River.

Dai Sijun does not see you,

Drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop?

When has this hatred ended?

I only wish that the king's heart is like the heart of a minister,

I will live up to my loyalty. ”

……