"Ah, Miss Zheng! After a farewell of five, six, seven, or eight years, how can you be like eating an elixir, and you will not grow old at all?"

Zhang Yanke walked into the private room of the restaurant and said to Zheng Haizhu with a smile, three points of oil and smoothness, and five points of intimacy.

Zheng Haizhu sent his men to serve the food, and teased lightly: "Fortunately, I didn't make mandarin ducks with you at the beginning, otherwise I would have aged quickly."

"Hey," Zhang Yanke took a breath and sighed at the man sitting opposite Zheng Haizhu, pretending to cry, "Look at you, your godsister, to others, whether male or female, is like giving a leather jacket for 39 days, it's so warm, but for me, the first gold owner to send her carbon in the snow, I don't even have the patience to pet the cat's hair." Little brother of the first official, come, first accompany the foolish brother to have a drink, so that this son can be smooth."

The young man in the seat is Zheng Zhilong, who went to Japan three years ago to marry Miss Tagawa.

Due to the historical development of this time and space has been changed a lot by Zheng Haizhu, Zheng Zhilong's son Zheng Chenggong was also born two years early, but the current Chinese name is still Zheng Sen, and the Japanese name is "Fusong".

Zheng Zhilong not only had the descendants of the Tagawa family and won the trust of several Japanese lords, but he also relied on Yan Siqi's fleet and Zheng Haizhu's Haoming Trading Company to establish a triangular trade route of "Hirado-Matsue-Taiwan" to help the Japanese balance the original maritime merchant Li Dan family, and suppress the Dutch who tried to monopolize Japan's maritime trade.

Therefore, after the situation was opened, Zheng Zhilong returned to Daming with some of his cronies, and after meeting Xu Yilong, who was recruited by Chongming for Zheng Haizhu to train his troops, he went north to the capital.

At this time, Zheng Zhilong pursed his lips and did not speak playfully, but poured wine into the cups of the three people in the seat with a light movement.

As one of the first members of the younger brother group to form a lifelong friendship with Zheng Haizhu, Zheng Zhilong certainly knows that the closer the relationship, the more casual and indecent he is.

What's more, this time, at the beginning of the year, Sister Zheng gave Yanke Gongzi a big gift related to the future, and the friendship and interests of the two of them were more dense.

Here, Zhang Yanke already liked Zheng Zhilong, a shrewd and capable descendant who was shrewd and capable when he was in Songjiang and bravely killed the enemy in Minhai, and was about to ask him about the customs and customs of Japan, but saw Zheng Haizhu dry up the wine first, and his face showed his familiar expression of "you talk less nonsense".

"Well, Miss Zheng is down to business." Zhang Yanke also accepted the tone of the hippie smile, but still called her Miss Zheng instead of Mrs. Zheng as she did many years ago.

Zheng Haizhu waited for the guy who came in to serve the food to leave, and glanced at Zheng Zhilong's subordinates guarding the door, and began to explain the dry goods to Zhang Yanke: "This time Jingcha, don't move the big tiger, don't move the little ants, the main ones are the four or five grade officials, and most of them are mediocre and incompetent, and they only like to fight. Zhao Nanxing, although this is also the case, but after all, he is the new leader of Donglin, so he will go to the Ministry of Rites to be a scholar, anyway, he can't manage financial power, military power, and human rights. Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou have good official reputations, and they deserve the name of "cadres", and they are very good in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and they are ready to be the future feudal officials or the secretaries of various ministries, which is a later story. Zhou Jiamo, the old Donglin, the secretary of the ministry, entered the cabinet and assisted Ye Xianggao. Both of them are moderates, especially Ye Gelao, and when I went to Xuanda, he helped me write a letter to Cui Jingrong, the governor of Xuanda. Okay, now you should understand, why am I in a hurry to invite you from Fujian to Beijing to catch up with the old days?"

Zhang Yanke worked for three years as a guerrilla in praise of painting under the tent of Zhou Zuo, the governor of Fujian, who was also a fellow villager of Shaoxing, and his already sharp mind became more and more familiar with the road of officialdom.

Zhang Yanke met the sharp and sincere gaze of the woman in front of him, and said with a straight face: "You are sure, the position of the official secretary is that of Master Shang, so the prophet will know me." But you, since you know everything about this trip to Beijing, you must be able to speak in front of the Son of Heaven, as well as the celebrant and the cabinet. So, do you still have the conditions to talk to Master Shang?"

Zheng Haizhu glanced at Zheng Zhilong, who was drinking quietly, and said to Zhang Yanke in a gentle tone: "Third son, it's not about conditions, it's about being a comrade. At the beginning, I and Yiguan's eldest brother, Yan Xuanfu, was like this, and now it is the same with your Shaoxing Shang clan and Zhang clan, we are both prosperous, but we all have to go all out."

Zhang Yanke took the initiative to take the lotus petal cup in front of Zheng Haizhu and served her soup.

"Tell me, I remember as many commands as I want."

Zheng Haizhu said

"First, after Master Shang became the secretary of the ministry, he asked the Wenxuan Division to push two people to the imperial court. One is called Bi Ziyan, and now he is the Taifu Temple, he is different from Xu Dahua of the Taifu Temple back then, he is a person who has the safety of the Ming Dynasty in his heart, and the silver in the account of the Taifu Temple has also been allocated to Xuanda to buy horses, and he is suitable to go to the household department."

"Wait, Miss Zheng, where is this Bi Ziyan from?" Zhang Yanke interrupted Zheng Haizhu and asked.

"The third prince asked well, Bi Ziyan is from Shandong."

"Oh. No wonder." Zhang Yanke nodded.

Shandong has just handed over a lot of land, but it has not been smooth sailing. Even if the Confucian government confessed first, there were still three or two gentry in Laizhou who united, and the magistrate of the future Qingdi was locked up and starved for three days in the name of "entertaining food", and the people were almost out of order before they were released. Tao Langxian, the governor of Denglai, directly ordered the Biaoying to send people to Laizhou, and surrounded the mansion of the gentry who led the trouble, saying that it was a thorough investigation of the smuggling of smuggling, forcing the gentry to beg for mercy and dedicate the land, and gave up a few families to be sent to the government to be put in prison, and the matter was calmed down.

Therefore, Bi Ziyan went to the household department, and he did not dare to slow down the rhythm of the entire Ming Dynasty, otherwise, the big landlords in other provinces would think that he secretly wanted to release water to Shandong, and the big landlords in Shandong would think that Bi Ziyan was so stupid that he didn't know how to let the gentry of Huguang, Zhejiang, and Zhili bleed together.

Zheng Zhilong, who was on the side, listened to the conversation between the two very carefully, and then sincerely sighed that the two people in the officialdom had their own set of strategies, so when they were still confused, they had already reached a consensus with each other.

I only heard Zhang Yanke continue to ask, "What about the second person?"

"The second one is called Xiong Tingbi, a native of Hubei, and he can be regarded as a Chu party, but he is also a cadre. Before the Battle of Fushun, when I was in Liaoyang, I often heard Zhang Chengyin, the general soldier of Liaodong, and General Mao mention him. Master Xiong actually patrolled Liaodong very early, knew the military situation, and asked for salary for that side when he returned to Beijing, and he had a good reputation among the martial artists. Later, because he was involved in the bad things of party disputes, he was dismissed and returned to his hometown, and he has been idle ever since. The third prince must have understood which yamen he should go to."

Zhang Yanke grinned and spit out two words: "Military Department."

Zheng Haizhu gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Yanke said: "I listened, these two people, one from Shandong, one from Hubei, our business master, are from Zhejiang. If the Ministry of Literature and Literature and Literature Department pushes people like this, those fools outside will see that the three parties of Qi, Chu and Zhejiang have united to deal with Donglin again, right?"

Zheng Haizhu smiled: "You said that you are a fool to think like this, what should they do? When they read about dogs, they only have the word party struggle in their eyes, and they look at any position as if they are prepared for party struggle. Long live the Lord is not stupid, the celebrant and the cabinet are not stupid, just do it."

"Reasonable." Zhang Yanke also smiled, and suddenly the corners of his mouth were flattened, and he realized, "I guess you have to talk about fields in addition to people, right?"

Zheng Haizhu didn't sell Guanzi: "That's right, your Shaoxing, Zhang family and merchants have deep roots, and they also took the initiative to spit out some of the fields donated by the farmers. Now you don't vomit, I don't vomit either, the border army starved to death or mutinied, and finally *** came in, not to mention Shaoxing, even Yangzhou and Hangzhou, maybe it will also be slaughtered, right?"

Zhang Yanke lowered his eyes, always covering his face with a slightly slippery look, and it was rare to show a solemn appearance.

He had never seen Jiannu, but in Xiamen, he had seen the Dutch warships and the well-dressed bandit leaders.

Hongmao Fan across the vast sea, can come to invade the Ming Dynasty, Jiannu like the Jin soldiers of the second emperor Jingkang, want to occupy the Han people's country, where is the alarmist?