Ma Xianglin, who came up in anger, began to complain about Zheng Haizhu in the next sentence.

"She is a treasure when she is her student, and she can give birth to her own doll and marry King Shin."

Zhang Fengyi was talking to her husband calmly, but when she heard this, the corners of her mouth tightened.

"Xianglin, don't say that, Ah Zhu. If she hadn't gone to the palace several times to beg for help this year, how could the Holy Lord have nodded and asked me to bring Tong'er to Daning to reunite with you?"

Ma Xianglin said, "Those are two different things."

"No, it's actually the same thing," Zhang Fengyi snatched the wine glass that Ma Xianglin was pinching in his hand, and didn't allow him to drink it, chasing his gaze, and said, "This thing is, for the past two years, Ah Zhu has been thinking about the future of you and me. You don't like to hear it, I have to say it now, Zhang Mingshi has also squatted in prison, Zhang Mingshi has squatted for five years, it is not as good as you only squatting for two months, and the thorns in the Ming Dynasty are deeper."

When Ma Xianglin heard this, how could he not know what his wife meant.

His eyes were certain, staring straight at his wife, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "Fengyi, are you, since the matter of Emperor Jianwen's descendants, you no longer look down on me in your heart, and think that I am so stupid, I went to the enemy's pawn, and was played by the enemy's monkey; If it weren't for me, my father-in-law would not have been transferred to Nanjing, and he would not have been idle, and with his old man's qualifications and military exploits in Fushun back then, if he hadn't recruited me, a son-in-law who was punished for participating in the rebellion, he might be on an equal footing with Zhou Jiamo in the cabinet now!"

Zhang Fengyi was not impatient by Ma Xianglin, and still said calmly: "That's right, I'm talking about that catastrophe. But, Xianglin, I didn't think you were stupid, and I didn't resent you for burdening my father's career. We are not immortals, how can we not make mistakes in this life? Ah Zhu, wasn't she almost kidnapped by ***'s spy in Songjiang? She never shy away from talking about the pits she had fallen. The important thing is not to let these pits bury people one day. This time, she told me about the plan to marry the king, and I didn't think she had any bad ideas, or took our precious daughter in exchange for her. Xianglin, she has been in the court for three years, and she understands the Sacred Heart better than you and me, and understands what those scarlet-robed civil officials are thinking."

Zhang Fengyi's eloquent tone and voice as soft as a spring breeze are completely different from the tiger and tiger when she first got off the battlefield in Liaodong, but her husband, who is proud and always has a knot, put away his fried hair a few points in the end.

But the young old father still muttered angrily: "Eliminate the suspicion of the Son of Heaven, block the mouths of those well-fed swordsmen and pencils in the court, so that our husband and wife can reunite in Daning for a long time, but we have to exchange the marriage of my own daughter, I, as a father, really can't stand it." Ah Tong is only three years old, so let's let her go?"

The corners of Zhang Fengyi's mouth curled up again.

When she was *** and became a mother, she encountered a sudden change in fate and was almost separated from Ma Xianglin.

Later, after a difficult time of separation, Zhang Fengyi's maturity began to be gradually revealed in the tempering of fate.

In the same words of the same person, she can not only see the narrowness of the other person's thinking, but also understand the purity of the other person's heart.

Tonight's husband's reaction, of course, also made Zhang Fengyi happy.

Xianglin is not the kind of father who uses flesh and blood as a bargaining chip for the future.

Zhang Fengyi got up, walked to the window, and listened to the movements of the nanny and maid in the east wing room coaxing her daughter to sleep for a while, Fang turned around again, changed her tone to a more relaxed tone, and said to Ma Xianglin: "The emperor's family may not be able to produce a single person, our Emperor Xiaozong of the Ming Dynasty, isn't there only one woman in the harem?" If you talk about the fate of your parents, don't say that Ah Tong is three years old, and I myself have grown to seventeen or eighteen, who to marry, isn't it still determined by my father? Do you think, my father, that I saw the wrong person?"

Ma Xianglin choked, and the murderous face that was more fierce than leading the troops into battle finally stretched out.

He sneered softly and said, "King Xin, how can you compare with me? I'm half a child, and I can't even ride a horse well, so what's the man's anger."

Zhang Fengyi smiled: "Then these days, you teach him."

Then he waved his hand again: "Hey, I'll teach you, I'm afraid you'll scare the child."

……

The next day, Zheng Haizhu and Zhu

Accompanied by Huang Zunsu, after inspecting the city walls, arrow towers, watchtowers and other infrastructure of Daning New Town for a long time, he came to a nearby horse farm in Gongweijun Fort at noon to see the quality of the horses sold by Lin Dan Khan.

Ma Xianglin's family was also present.

The couple's daughter, Ma Tongchuan, was still a toddler and had begun to practice riding, and although she was riding a foal, she had a few strokes of the strength to control the reins and the skill of directing the horse's speed.

Zhu Youzhen was still in the dark about the discussions between adults, so he was able to stare at the small figure on the horse more calmly.

The words "Tiger Girl" are really not deceitful.

He Zhu Youzhen, although he has been on horseback a few times in the Forbidden City, but they are all pack horses that are more obedient than camels, and the little firefighters hug the ground in front and back, for fear that the prince's ass will fall off crookedly, where dare to let the horse run faster.

Zhu Youzhen was ashamed and envious, and then he was eager to try.

Zheng Haizhu encouraged, "Go, let Master Zhang teach you." Your Highness can't be the only one who is the master of Wen, Master Wu, and I have to worship it."

Zhu Youzhen responded excitedly, called Wang Chengen, who was waiting closely, and walked to the fence where Zhang Fengyi tamed the horse.

Zheng Haizhu turned his head to look at Ma Xianglin.

The old man's eyes that want to "knife" his future son-in-law can't be hidden.

Zheng Haizhu quipped, "General Ma, can't you learn from Zhang Shilang? Where is there no enmity and no son-in-law? This kid is really good."

Ma Xianglin wore an ice cube face: "What's a good way?"

"The brain is smart, not easy to be led by the nose, and the prince and the sixth princess, the brotherhood is deep, and he cries breathlessly when he mourns his mother, and he is also filial to his adoptive mother. He was brought out by my female master, and he went to Banzai to plead for his sister's education. Xianglin, when such a foundation grows, in the future, most of the people who raise their eyebrows will be able to respect and hurt each other, right?"

"Okay, you're all right, Feng Yi agreed, what else can I say."

Zheng Haizhu said in a harmonious voice but with certainty: "Don't worry, I will teach King Xin to follow the example of Emperor Xiaozong and His Royal Highness Lu Fan, and marry only one concubine."

Ma Xianglin smoothed his breath and teased: "Mrs. Zheng, two years have passed, you still love to be a matchmaker, and this time it will be on my head."

"Ah yes, I wanted to ask yesterday, Man Gui and He Zhuo, have you become dependents?"

Ma Xianglin frowned, with an expression of "I don't understand what's going on", and muttered: "This year, I saw that it had been changed, I didn't want Lu Xiangsheng to send some of the clansmen's sons and daughters from Datong over, and Man Gui trained him, why did he get cold to Miss Hezhuo."

Yes?

What does this have to do with training the children of the clan? Man Gui is a naturally good martial artist and loves soldiers, so he won't leave He Zhuo behind at the end of the door, right?

To the west of Daning Town, two hundred miles away from the original Kaiping Tunwei of the Ming Dynasty, Huang Zunsu and Ma Xianglin set aside a part of the household silver to build a military village with Daning

The relationship is similar to that between Qinghe Fort and Fushun City.

Man Gui and He Zhuo were stationed there with the Bailai veterans brought from Xuanda, and the private women who Zheng Haizhu had taken in from Shanhaiguan had already been organized into female gunners, just like the ranger archers recruited from outside the customs in recent years.

At this age, Lu Xiang was promoted to the rank of scholar and the first official, and after following Sun Chengzong in Datong, he selected the poorest two or three hundred young men from the county of the Dai Domain, sent them to Daning, and handed them over to Mangui for trial training.

In Ma Xianglin's team, the firearms soldiers who had performed well in the battle of Luanhe against the Zhenglan Banner were also there.

"Xianglin, when Zhang Mingshi arrives, I will go to Man Gui and have new firearms to participate in. Let's see, Man Gui and He Zhuo, what's wrong."

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