When Zheng Haizhu walked outside the door of Zhu Yuewen's house, the sound of the ensemble of the steel string piano and the horse-head piano came from the courtyard.

Zheng Haizhu pushed the door in, and the music stopped abruptly.

Zhu Yuewen was surprised: "Why did Madam come at this hour?"

"After the official business is finished, I will leave the duty early."

Zheng Haizhu said as she set her eyes on the man holding the horse-head qin.

The man was about the same age as Zhu Yuewen, and he was not wearing a robe, and his cool shirt and pants were clean and pale cyan.

Rao is dressed as a Ming man, his overly flat face and slender eyes, or the men in the Jingshi area, are obviously different.

A little boy squatting in the corner of the wall ran over, leaning on the man in green shirts, staring at Zheng Haizhu with eyes carved out of his mold.

Zhu Yuewen hurriedly introduced: "Madam, his name is Zhana, and he is the Mongolian musician I told my wife. This is his baby."

Before the words fell, Zhana had already pulled his son to kneel down and wanted to kowtow to Zheng Haizhu.

"Don't kneel, let alone kowtow, I don't have such a courtesy here," Zheng Haizhu said, turning around and motioning to the head of the bodyguard, Cai Feng, to take out his coat, take a handful of high-quality silver horns, and hand it to the little boy, "Buy you candy paintings to play with."

The little boy spread his palms, hooked his ten fingers, and took the silver.

Zheng Haizhu remembers very well that he has seen more than once in Chahar that the children of slaves have received the rewards of their masters in this way.

Zheng Haizhu put on a kind smile and asked the child, "What is your name?"

"Morrigan." The child said timidly.

"Oh, where did you live? Why did you go to the capital with your father?"

The Mongolian doll looked ignorant, obviously not understanding these two somewhat complicated Chinese words.

Zhu Yuewen knew that Zheng Haizhu had always been suspicious.

With a stable bed-couch relationship, men are no longer as fearful of women as they were when they first interacted with each other.

He naturally replaced the Mongolian father and son, who were sincerely afraid, and said to Zheng Haizhu: "Madame told me that the sound of the matouqin is special, and she instructed me to look near the Huangjiao temple in Beijing, and sure enough, I saw some Mongolian violinists. Mo Rigen is the best at the piano, so I invited him to come over and practice the tunes. Last time, I reported that I wanted to introduce him to Madame, but Madame has just taken up the post of Secretary of State and Temple, and I plan to talk about it next month."

"Oh," Zheng Haizhu was still pleasant, "Mongolia's big and small tribes are the same as cow hair, have you asked him which department he belongs to?"

Zhu Yuewen said: "I asked, it was a small tribe under the original Duoyan Sanwei, and now it should be, Inner Khalkha. I also went to ask the head of the neighborhood where they lived, and after they came in with the caravan, they would do chores for the Huangjiao Temple first."

"He's a father and son, don't you understand Chinese very well?"

"Yes."

"It's okay, just play music, Chinese and Mongolian won't be needed. What's your new song? I'll listen."

Zheng Haizhu sat on a chair in the courtyard, listened to the joint practice of the steel string piano and the horse-head fiddle, gave Mo Rigen a thumbs up, and praised him in the loose Mongolian language that he had learned as an envoy to Chahar.

changed back to Chinese, and said to Zhu Yuewen with a big grin: "I will go to Guanwai in a few days, and I will return to Beijing before the lunar month." This time I had to go farther and deal with the Rakshasas. They have already jumped over the two big rivers in the west, and they are about to occupy Transkhalkha, we have to quickly connect with them, see if they want to, fool them, and go east to fight together. By the way, the Rakshasas, like the Tessians, also have a lot of good musical instruments, so I'll bring you a few when I get back."

Zhu Yuewen listened, but muttered in his heart, Mrs. has always been cautious in her words and deeds, and at this moment, in front of outsiders who meet for the first time, she has a lot to say.

These words, except for the first and last sentences, he Zhu Yuewen didn't understand them.

Before he finished muttering, Zheng Haizhu really changed his words and said bluntly: "You let their father and son go first, and I will stay with you for a while."

Zhu Yuewen counted the days and knew that today, Zheng Haizhu would never have sex with him, and he would definitely leave after dinner.

He went to the restaurant at the entrance of the alley and ordered two tables of food, one for the front

Cai Feng and the others, who were guarding the courtyard, put a table into the inner hall.

After drinking two glasses of wine, Zhu Yuewen plucked up the courage and said, "Madam, is it true that you don't want to have a child, or do you just look down on me?"

Zheng Haizhu put down her chopsticks and looked at the other party calmly: "I have no affection for you. But I'm not going to have a bed with a man I don't despise. I just don't like children."

Zhu Yuewen still didn't give up: "The doll is in this house, just follow me." Don't delay Madame to do great things for the court."

Zheng Haizhu lowered his eyes and was silent.

If there was no Mongolian to take the bait, she would have to seriously consider whether to end the physical comfort relationship with Zhu Yuewen.

She wasn't sure if Zhu Yuewen was really emotional about herself, or, just like how many hard-mouthed men in later generations, when they got older, they were worried about the matter of returning to the lineage.

Whatever the reason, right now, she can't walk away.

She needs Zhu Yuewen as a bait for the Houjin spy. Although, she will also try to keep the bait safe.

"A person like me can't have a weakness," Zheng Haizhu raised her eyes and looked at Zhu Yuewen sincerely, "If you want to have blood and bones, find a suitable woman, and start a family with peace of mind." We stop at courtesy. You must accomplish something in the rhythm, and I will not break it when you should use it."

Zhu Yuewen lowered his head, bit his lip gently, and fumbled the carvings on the edge of the case with his slender fingers that had been caressing the piano for many years.

After a while, he spit out, "I offended Madame. I'm too greedy."

Zheng Haizhu pursed her lips shallowly, stretched out her hand without hesitation, covered the back of the man's hand, and said softly, "It's nothing, human nature."

Zhu Yuewen's eyes suddenly deepened: "I won't leave Madame."

"Okay, I'm happy. But you're not my cage parrot, you can fly as much as you want."

Zhu Yuewen was about to confess, but Zheng Haizhu put away his gentle expression a little and asked, "Is Zana strange about your relationship with me?"

"That's not true, they're Mongolians, it's simple here," Zhu Yuewen pointed to his brain, "Zhana thinks that I am your house slave."

Zheng Haizhu stood up and said, "I'm leaving. Remember, you are not my weakness, even the Holy Lord and the concubine, I said so. This will be right for you."

After the last trace of sunset on the horizon disappeared, in the new house separated from the Zheng business by a few alleys, Xu San turned in through the back door.

"Madame, did you see the Mongol spy today?"

"Well, Chen Sanni has been following him for a while, saying that he is indeed a little weird, and on weekdays, he doesn't deal with other Mongolians or Ming people."

Xu San said: "Yes, if it is an ordinary foreigner, how can there be anyone who does not get together with his fellow villagers. Looking at the chronology, there is nothing wrong with that. Mrs. instructed, I sent a message, jujube flowers to blow the wind to the ***, and then there were a bunch of Mongolians in front of the Huangjiao Temple, one piano is so good, and the other violins are sparse, isn't this the same as the idea of jujube flowers? Therefore, the one that Mr. Zhu invited should be the female cadre sent by the old chief or Huang Taiji."

Zheng Haizhu

Nodding: "I'll let Chen Sanni keep an eye on it."

"Then in the future, Madame will go to Mr. Zhu's place again, be careful."

"Be careful, but even if there is no mention of jujube flowers, *** will not kill me. What's the use of killing me now? I'm not a general. They finally buried a hook again, and what they wanted to get was all kinds of information, not my life."

"Well, that makes sense." Xu San is clear.

"Xu San, you go back to Liaodong and try to inform the jujube flowers, so that although she is fooling, not only to feed them, but also to lead them to the North Korean Huining and the Rakshasa people. We are in Beijing, and we will try our best to let the spies of the old chief feed back the false information to confirm that Zaohua is prescient."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Also, prepare a few more mandarin duck pots like cigarette guns for jujube flowers, she can't really smoke ***."

"Understood."

After Xu San left, Zheng Haizhu walked to a place in the moonlight in the courtyard.

Before serving as the secretary of state affairs, she entrusted her business name to Shi Yuelan, Lao Qin and Zheng Zhilong.

Move out of the warehouse by yourself and buy another mansion.

In the new house, Hua Er and Chen Sanni appeared as maidservants, and Cai Feng and them were upright and upright families.

At this moment, Chen Sanni walked in, and when she saw her master looking up at Mingyue and smiling, she couldn't help but wonder, "What is Madam laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I have been an official in the Yamen of the Six Ministries for a month, looking left and right, there are really a lot of civil officials who are stupid and stupid."

Chen Sanni was also happy: "Don't hide it from Mrs., Sanni also learned after following Mrs. that officials are sometimes stupider than us countrymen."

After that, he turned around and went into the house to make a bed for Zheng Haizhu.

Chen Sanni didn't know about Zaohua's life.

Zheng Haizhu couldn't tell her that she was looking up at the moon when she was saying to Wu Bangde in the sky, "You really brought a good apprentice."

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