More than a month later, outside the mouth of Xifeng, by the Luan River.

The autumn outside the plug is cool, and just after the time has passed, the tip of the nose and cheeks can already feel the cold invasion.

Zheng Haizhu took the paper money from Cai Feng, the head of the bodyguard, ripped it open one by one, and threw it into the newly lit fire.

"Princess, today is your May Seven, and it's time for your soul and soul to hit the road. Father-in-law will go, and after a while, on the winter solstice, I will set up an altar for you at the side of Daning Town, and then talk to you about the situation inside and outside the mouth."

Zheng Haizhu didn't talk for long, and outside the camp tent not far away, Zhu Youzhen, who was bowing with a few brocade-clothed guards, ran over.

Zheng Haizhu handed the remaining wad of paper money to the boy.

Zhang Yanke, who was watching from the sidelines beside her, watched with a little surprise as Zhu Youzhen finished burning the paper money, and carefully spilled a glass of wine on the ground before running back to play football.

Zhang Yanke sighed in a suppressed voice: "Good girl, this son will see you for the first time, the dignified Prince of Ming, burn paper and sacrificial wine for a eunuch, ah, that, although, this prince has not grown a few beards yet."

Zheng Haizhu stood up and said seriously, "Etiquette is not oppressive, it is the principle of heaven and humanity. The king of faith was small, and he was also blessed and loved by Wang An. Third son, when you saw Sister He in prison, didn't you remember the bubbles on your mouth? At that time, have you ever thought about how a noble son can run around for the handmaid of the past?"

Zheng Haizhu's tone was not preachy, let alone ridiculous, and his gentle tone mentioned the scenes of the past, which made Zhang Yanke, who was always unruly, feel emotional.

Zhang Yanke sighed lightly: "If you don't say it, I don't think it's been seven or eight years."

He turned his gaze again and met Zheng Haizhu: "You are just now, you are serious about squatting there and burning paper money, and you really look like you were pulling mud outside the nunnery and looking for evidence for Sister He. At that time, I was thinking, this girl is not simple, and she may be able to enter Dali Temple in the future. Hey, I didn't expect that you are more optimistic than this son, and you can still toss, State Temple, tsk, when you hear it, it is more like a cabinet than Dali Temple."

Zheng Haizhu tightened his collar to keep out the cold: "Cabinet, I will enter, Master Shang and I are the first choice of the ministers."

Zhang Yanke no longer felt that it was harsh for a woman to say this.

He pays more attention to the benefits that the other party returns to his side.

Zhang Yanke already believes that even if Zheng Haizhu is a person with deep personal education, it is not a good thing to bring it.

She divides people. The military general on the edge of the town, she will push Ma Xianglin, the official of the frontier, she will push Huang Zunsu, the governor's cronies, she will push Lu Xiangsheng, but in terms of expanding the territory of wealth flow, in addition to Zheng Zhilong, she is obviously also optimistic about their Shang and Zhang families in Shanyin, Zhejiang.

This time, Zheng Haizhu was ordered to supervise the reconstruction, military defense, political affairs and other matters of Daning Town, and specially brought Zhang Yanke.

Zheng Haizhu's "white gloves" to this Shang Zhou Zuo inspired a new business: ticket numbers.

"The third son, Hangjiahu Shaoyong Wufu, the family background of the gentry and eunuchs, it is not bragging to say that the rich can rival the country. Now that the household department has cleared the fields, it is a good opportunity for these old men who have only known how to annex the fields to change their ways."

After explaining a few times on the road, Zhang Yanke finally understood that the "ticket number" that Mrs. Zheng said could not only exchange silver for ordinary people, but also exchange official salaries for households, not only for exchange, but also for loans.

It is like letting the rich people in Zhejiang change from the model of "silver - buying land - producing grain and mulberry - silver" to the model of "silver producing silver".

Mrs. Cheng said that the ticket number, like her inland river or marine insurance cooperatives in Zhenjiang and Beigang, Taiwan, is "financial".

Since from the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to Jizhen, and then to Daning outside the Saiwai and Mongolian Chahar, their own people have been laid, and Mrs. Zheng has to buy and sell the ticket numbers on the entire trade road from south to north.

It's just that the "original" required for the ticket number, that is, the principal, is much more than that of the insurance cooperative, and there are more exchange branches along the way than the insurance cooperative, so Zheng Haizhu only relied on himself and Chang Zhongxin, the son of the Jin merchant who changed careers from the dart bureau, to be unable to do it, and of course he had to pull in the wealthy Shanyin merchants and the Zhang family.

Moreover, after the battle of the secretary of state affairs, Zheng Haizhu has already been with Shang Zhouzuo, an official

The political interests of the ministry are tied in one place, and the matter of money can be discussed and cooperated.

His father is Zhang Yanke, who made his fortune by handing over cultural play, and he is also very interested in this kind of business, and after going all the way out of Beijing, when he was still in Jizhen, he began to understand some lending rules and jargon in the north.

But at this moment, Zhang Yanke's interest is in the little prince who is sweating profusely not far away.

"Mrs. Zheng, if you tell the king of letters, you are really bold, so you are not afraid that the saint will suspect you, and you have no other plans?"

Zheng Haizhu smiled: "What am I trying to do? The king of faith did not marry my daughter as a concubine. General Ma and I have no personal relationship and no blood and blood, so I want to help him become a relative and usurp power so unreasonably?"

Zhang Yanke pouted: "That...... That's right."

"Third son, long live the Lord didn't kill General Ma at the beginning, I bet that in that sacred heart, I believe in Qin Xuanfu and General Ma, and I am more suspicious."

Zhang Yanke also smiled meaningfully: "Well, even if you are suspicious, you have to rely on General Ma's people to beat *** right now."

Zheng Haizhu didn't say anything more.

No matter how familiar he is with Zhang Yanke, it is not easy to say that he knows the conversation of the holy time before the moon.

On that day, Zhu Changluo summoned and asked about the marriage that Wang An said on his deathbed, Zheng Haizhu simply said that he would seal King Xin to the area of Daning Town, and try the measures of the nine kings to guard the border in a small area.

In a brief moment, Zhu Changluo inevitably thought of the Battle of Jingjing: "What if King Xin, with the assistance of his father-in-law, becomes the second King of Yan?"

Zheng Haizhu replied: "King Xin and the crown prince are both sons of His Majesty, compatriots and siblings, how can they be compared to Yongle Ye and Emperor Jianwen? According to what the ministers see, it is better to compare King Liang and Emperor Jing of Han, only brothers can resist internal troubles like the Rebellion of the Eight Kings."

Zhu Changluo looked at Cao Huachun, and wanted to say, "The change of Xuanwumen is also a brother", but when he thought of it, wouldn't this be the bad luck of arranging himself to be a father, and swallowed the words when he came to his mouth.

Zheng Haizhu once again insisted that the prince could marry the daughter of the British public family as a concubine, and the Ming Dynasty was far from the Tang Dynasty, and if he was not on the throne now, he would have stabbed the hornet's nest of the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

Zhu Changluo and Wang An's reasons for knowing people, and then pondered that the current priority was to sweep the holes in Jianzhou's *** plough court, and finally recognized Zheng Siqing's suggestion.

So, Zheng Haizhu went to Daning this time, and took the opportunity to bring Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters, with him, which can be regarded as fulfilling his previous promise to the young man: "You and the prince are both apprentices of the master, and the master should treat everyone equally, and the master has taken your brother to Shandong, and he will also take you out of Beijing to travel."

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