As soon as Mang Gurtai heard the "Divine Crow Anointing", his eyes were fascinated.

Mu Zaohua told him that the crow soup boiled in poppy husks is at most only effective in clearing fire and stopping diarrhea, and a kind of "Ah Drift Mother Ointment" sold to the Wa country in Nanyang Fanbang is really a good thing that is more comfortable than tobacco.

In the late Wanli period, the Ming Kingdom already had tobacco leaves through Kaiyuan, Fushun and other passes, from the merchant travel to the Jianzhou Jurchen, very expensive, only Nurhachi and Mang Gurtai and other banner masters can afford to smoke.

Mang Gurtai, who has gradually become addicted to smoking, heard that there is fairy ointment on top of tobacco, and it is inevitable that he is curious. Listening to Mu Zaohua naming it the Crow Paste, I feel even more auspicious and interesting.

"Sambel, after I escaped from the wicked woman, I ran around Mongolia for a little year, and I didn't see the ointment of the raven. But at the beginning, the surname Zheng was obviously placed, and the trading company made a lot of money from the crow ointment, and she also smoked it herself. I'm sure it was her concubine surnamed Yan in Taiwan who got it for her from Nanyang. Even if the surname Yan was recruited by the Ming State to be a big official, there was still a fleet of ships to go to the Wa Kingdom to do business in private. Those surnamed Yan and those surnamed Zheng are both people who drill into the eyes of money, so there should also be people surnamed Yan who sell the crow ointment in the past."

When Mu Zaohua said this, she didn't show the excitement of her eyebrows, and her expression was still cold.

Mang Gurtai felt that the Han girl in front of him was becoming more and more like the dead Yehebu shaman.

It is precisely because of this that before his father Nurhachi nodded, Mang Gurtai never dared to conquer Mu Zaohua physically.

In case she has a body, or is sued by the sinister and vicious Four Beyler Emperor Taiji to the Great Khan again, the Great Khan, who hates the challenge of authority the most, will definitely perform a killing ritual by the Khan's well and cut off Mu Zaohua's head, just as he did with the female shaman of Yehebu a few years ago.

Mu Zaohua suddenly pulled her gaze back from the windy and cloudy sky and threw it at Mang Gurtai.

The voice of the Han girl rarely had a hint of the tactfulness of the spring warbler: "Sanbeile, our road will be wider and wider. We made cannons to help the Great Khan to take down Shenyang, and we got the crow ointment and offered it to the Great Khan, so that his body and bones would be comfortable. I and you, inch by inch, the Great Khan will not only agree to you marrying me as a side blessing, but will also give you his two yellow flags."

Mang Gurtai was really moved.

"You let me think about it, in order to dispel the suspicions of the Great Khan, should I let the Derge class go to the Yalu River with you," Mang Gurtai took Mu Zaohua's hand, "When the day comes to welcome you in, you will not be a side blessing, you will be like the Menggu Zhezhe of Amma, my eldest concubine."

Half an hour later, Mu Zaohua came to the well of King Khan and called the maid Ji Lantai, who had solemnly buried the poppy husk residue.

She stuffed a beautiful set of three-eared tongs jewelry for Gilanti: "The crow soup we boiled, the intestines don't hurt when we drink it, and the three belles praise us." So I asked him for this jewel and you could put it on."

Gillantay made a flattered expression and knelt down without hesitation to thank him.

Mu Zaohua hurriedly pulled her up and gently put earrings on her.

"It's so beautiful," Mu Zaohua looked at it, just like the eldest sister who had replaced her mother's position looked at her younger sister, "Ji Lantai, Tong Xiyu said that the women in the Jianbu are brutal and fierce, but fortunately, I didn't believe it at the beginning, and I didn't ask her to send the Han girl wrapper. You are the daughter of the warriors of Jianbu, and in the future, I will accompany me into the palace of the Three Belles, and I will be more confident."

The speaker has the intention, and the listener has more heart.

Gillantay gritted the back socket of his teeth.

She knew that Nurhachi wanted her to spy on Mu Zaohua's mission, but she hated Tong Xiyu, another Han female noblewoman from Hetuala, even more.

Ji Lantai's father and husband both mentioned that the idea of attacking Yehebe that year was given to the Great Khan by the Tong family.

The Tong family even offered the treasures accumulated by generations of business for the Great Khan to reward the soldiers of the Ministry of Construction.

Jianbu conquered Yehebu, and the Tong family received greater favor from the Great Khan and was raised the banner, but Ji Lantai's relatives died on the battlefield.

In Ji Lantai's heart, it was the Tong family that made her a fatherless daughter and a widow without a husband, so unlucky that she was almost sent to sleep with an old and dirty bachelor. And the same woman, Tong Xiyu was bathed in the halo of glory of her father's and brother's family

It's moisturized.

Ji Lantai's pupils shrank suddenly, not because he couldn't hide his hatred, but suddenly saw that behind Mu Zaohua, it was Tong Xiyu who walked over.

Gillantai followed the rules and knelt down.

She heard Tong Xiyu's contrived voice above her head: "The jujube flower girl is really diligent, she runs to Sanbeile twice in three days."

Mu Zaohua said, "That's right, if you run diligently, the cannon will be built, and I can go to the house of the three beylers. Sister Tong must want to say this."

Mu Zao Huahao did not hide his sarcastic tone.

After she arrived in Hetuala, every time she saw Tong Xiyu, she thought that she and her brother and nephew had sneaked into Songjiang and finally shot Wu Gongzi, and she couldn't wait to pounce on her and bite her throat.

For Huang Taiji's subordinates, the Tong clan's minions, she really couldn't control her emotions at all times like she did when she faced Mang Gurtai.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zheng told her about the arrogant characteristics of Tong Xiyu, a woman, so Mu Zaohua simply showed vigilance and even aggressiveness, and the Jurchens thought from top to bottom that since the new Han girl was the person liked by the owner of the Zhenglan Banner Mang Gurtai, she would be embarrassed and excluded by the cronies of the Zhengbai Banner Lord Huang Taiji, so it was not unusual for Mu Zaohua to openly disagree with Tong Xiyu.

At this time, Mu Zaohua stared at Tong Xiyu's face that should have been pressed into the hell oil pot, and added: "Last time, I came to see the craftsmen making cannons, and I also met Sister Tong, if Sister Tong wants to help General Tong and them look at the doorway, why don't you tell Sibeile directly, and ask Sibeile to come and discuss with Sanbeile?"

Tong Xiyu smiled: "Okay."

He sighed softly again: "For a while, I always thought that it would be nice if I had captured your old master surnamed Zheng in the first place. She should know how to make cannons better than you and me, so that we don't both of us take a detour. Well, but she is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, if there is any archway of the loyal ministers of the Ming Kingdom, I have also thought about it, so I will sweat a lot, put her in the kiln on the other side of the North Mountain, and let those wild Jurchens like bears and wolves take turns to spoil her."

Tong Xiyu said as she stared at Mu Zaohua, not letting go of every subtle change in her eyes, cheekbones, and lips.

Mu Zaohua just listened quietly, and at the end, she said coldly, "Thank you Sister Tong for being addicted, and it can be regarded as a little angry for me. I don't have the interest of my sister, if I meet her again, I just want to take her life, and then let Ming Guo suffer defeat, again and again. I want to teach those majestic gentlemen who want to bully me, and in the end they all become Dajin's minions, calling one master at a time."

Tong Xiyu glanced at Ji Lantai behind Mu Zaohua, and said in a soft voice, "Good ambition, sister, I wish you success."

……

Thousands of miles away, the city of Beijing.

Just after the first month, the officials of the yamen of various ministries and courtyards got the news that Jingcha was about to open.

This assessment of Beijing officials was originally once every six years, and according to normal rules, the next round of Beijing inspection will be carried out next year, that is, the third year of Taichang.

However, the political animals of the Beijing officialdom were not too surprised by the early arrival of Jingcha.

The Ministry of Rites controlled by the Donglin faction broke out a scandal in the matter of Du Mu, and there were the sons and nephews of the former cabinet elders, and some students were united to write books, from Ludi to Nanzhili and Zhejiang, there were a large number of gentry who accepted and concealed the land and property, and the household department and the Metropolitan Procuratorate did not react to this, which shows that there are also officials in the ministry and the gentry who are in the same stream.

The Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Households, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate did not appoint the right people, and the Ministry of Officials could not escape the blame.

In this way, how can Jingcha not be in advance?

"Alas, the rabbit is dead and the dog is cooking, and the bird is hiding the bow, long live the lord, this is going to suppress Donglin."

"There's nothing wrong with me saying. How can there be a reason why because I said a few words to the Lord Banzai in the past, and now I have to occupy all the six yamen?"

"That is, from the old man's point of view, although the Long Live Lord is not the Son of Heaven immediately, he is in the prime of life, and he is not a character like the first emperor who lives in the palace and does not go to court, and the emperor dares to organize the whole courtiers, that is a good thing."

"Brother Tai is right, if the Son of Heaven can't suppress the courtiers, the following will become a pot of porridge, and the internal troubles will aggravate the external troubles."

In the teahouse near Qipan Street,

The young and old men in the capital, who had nothing to do, gathered together and analyzed the court situation with spittle.

In the west of the capital, Zhao Nanxing, the leader of the Donglin faction, who has almost the same meaning as the eunuch ancestral hall like the "Crane Pavilion Tower", repeatedly said "how ridiculous".

Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou quietly looked at the newly promoted scholar of the Ministry of Rites.

Zhao Nanxing took a sip of tea and continued: "Yesterday, the face of the saint, the words of the Son of Heaven were extraordinary, and there was a sense of humor, it sounded like a squeeze on the old man, but he should thank the Zheng family. If it weren't for the Zheng family's dark reign in the Ministry of Rites, I, the Taichang Siqing, would not have been promoted to the Ministry of Rites so quickly."

Yang Lian thought about it, but decided to express his opinion: "However, Heting Gong, we really can't see people in this matter. They all thought that the Zheng family was not angry with our Donglin for teaching her how to be a minister, so she went to Shandong to collude with the Qi Party. In fact, she went to check the authenticity of the acres and temples and nunnery, which was also considered to have given Taicang some strength, and also let the eldest son of the emperor see the truth about the state and county. The so-called knowledge of politics is lost in the grass, and the knowledge ......"

"Wen Ru," Zhao Nanxing interrupted Yang Lian, "You used to be a parent official in various places, and it is reasonable to see that the imperial court can collect more land and the people have not burdened it. But the old man reminds you that none of this must be Zheng's original intention."

Yang Lian frowned invisibly: "From the perspective of the Crane Pavilion Prince, what is her original intention?"

"Since she smeared our Donglin in the heart of the Son of Heaven, she instigated the Son of Heaven to let the cabinet and the celebrant open the Jingcha in advance, and bring the courtiers close to her into the capital and sit in important positions."

Zuo Guangdou raised his head and said suspiciously, "She has always befriended her, Huang Zunsu and Lu Xiangsheng, aren't they all our disciples?" What's more, Lu Xiangsheng has just entered the spring season this year, and the list has not yet been released. That's why Tsurutei Gong said, like who?"

Zhao Nanxing snorted lightly: "She has been making trouble in Shandong for a while, and I don't know how many rich people behind the Qi Party have offended. I estimate that the Qi Party will not, it should be the people of the Zhejiang Party and the Chu Party. She stared at the officials and soldiers."