When night fell, the lights of the Qianqing Palace were bright.

After taking a bath, Zhu Youzhu went to Dongnuan Pavilion to deal with information from all over the country as usual, and every time at this time, he must be inseparable from Wang Zhi's "diary".

According to Wang Zhi's latest secret account, he is now on his way to Liu Daxia's hometown, and presumably Annan's file will soon be available.

The Annan archive can be said to have Zhang Fu's game strategy of "beating" Annan four times, and there are many practical records in it, so it has a high military value.

Although with the current military ability of the Ming Dynasty, regardless of whether there is a "strategy" from Zhang Fu, the Ming Dynasty can actually take down the Li Dynasty, but this is actually related to the war casualty data.

Zhu Youzhu thought that the southwest archives had fallen into Liu Daxia's hands, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Who would have thought that such an important national-level information, a small five-grade military department driver Lang Zhong would dare to take it for himself, and even be safe and sound.

A wisp of green smoke rose up, and the entire Dongnuan Pavilion was filled with a faint sandalwood incense.

Zhu Youzhi continued to read the information from the two capitals and thirteen provinces, and the nine sides were the areas he was most concerned about, after all, he had to guard against the strong enemy of Mongolia.

As it turned out, he was actually overthinking.

Now that he had kept Iksina in the palace as the northern concubine, and the Mongol missions continued to stay in the capital, a peaceful scene remained on the nine sides.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a little ruthless with the eight Shanxi merchants, with the profit-seeking attributes of the merchants, I am afraid that they would have already rushed to the prairie with iron pots and other commodities.

For some unscrupulous merchants, in fact, it is necessary to kill more, so that the merchants on the border of the Ming Dynasty can be more obedient, so that they can better slaughter foreigners.

According to the latest news, the price of iron pots in Mongolia has soared to 221 bites, which is ten times the price of the capital.

Zhu Youzhu was very satisfied with the current stability of Jiubian, but when he saw the information that Wang Yue had beheaded Yang Tinghe, he suddenly felt a burst of surprise in his heart.

If history had not changed, Yang Tinghe would have become the future leader of the civilian-bureaucratic group, although he did not make any political achievements, but he also represented the official gentry class, and even controlled the fate of the country for a time.

Such a historically influential figure died tragically under Wang Yue's knife.

However, this result seems to be reasonable. If Yang Tinghe really became the first assistant, he might be a politician who could reconcile the relationship between all parties, but managing a granary might really not be qualified.

Many well-known ministers in the Ming Dynasty were usually good at political struggles due to lack of local experience and other reasons, but they were never able to be "pragmatic".

Don't look at the fame of many officials in later generations, many people are one after another with big truths, but if you want to look at his exploits, you can't find a few with a magnifying glass.

Just like a sketch, how many did you do? Five pieces, then you lend me two.

Zhu Youzhi actually believes that Yang Tinghe will not be greedy, but Yang Tinghe is not sorry to die.

Taking care of a grain depot seems to be a very simple matter, but Yang Tinghe has no idea that he is no longer a bread divider among the core members of the capital, but has become an insignificant cake keeper in the local area.

After all, that granary is a coveted profit, even if the local prefect doesn't care about it, I'm afraid that those slippery little officials will do everything possible to steal it.

Zhu Youzhi had been sitting in front of the case and reading the information, and occasionally made some arrangements, so he solemnly wrote down a new appointment: "Qin Conggui, the eunuch of Dongchang, went to Nanjing to serve as the eunuch of Nanjing. ”

Since Wang Zhi had already served as the eunuch of the Southwest Supervision Army, the Nanjing garrison was not only vacant for too long, but he also needed the eyes of Nan Zhili.

Since he has decided to focus on cultivating Qin Conggui, let Qin Conggui get more experience and become his eyes in Nanjing.

A round of bright full moon hung high in the sky, and the entire courtyard of the Qianqing Palace was like a mercury outlet, and this piece of heaven and earth was as bright as day.

To the west of the Qianqing Palace, I don't know when a new pavilion was built.

Because there is a slight evening breeze tonight, and it is a good time to admire the moon, there is a beautiful woman sitting here, sipping tea and pastries at the stone table.

Ikxi has a cute and beautiful goose egg face, fair skin, and big, bright eyes.

Because she is already married, her hairstyle has changed a lot, wearing the standard clothes of the Ming Dynasty concubine, and she is a beautiful concubine with Mongolian style.

Meow!

A small flower cat ran past and barked at Ixsy.

Ikxi liked the little flower cat very much, so he gave the little flower cat a little pastry, and the little flower cat finished the cake and ran back to the low house over there.

After a while, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the east.

Yi Kexi turned his head to look over, and was about to wait for Zhu Youzhi to come over, but remembering the etiquette he had learned in the palace earlier, he had to stand up and salute and said, "Your Majesty! ”

"Aifei, sit!" Zhu Youzhu looked at this beautiful and possible Mongolian girl, and raised his hand with a little debt in his heart.

Yi Kexi was about to sit down, but suddenly heard a cough next to her, which made her look at Guo Yong in confusion. In my impression, this kind of slave maid could not make such a big movement.

"Concubine Bei, are you homesick?" Zhu Youzhu sat down after Yi Kexi, and because he noticed that Yi Kexi's gaze had been falling in the direction of Meng Ting, he couldn't help but ask with concern.

Yi Kexi was stunned for a moment, but then glanced at the full moon in the northwest direction, and guessed that this was a small misunderstanding, but he still pursed his mouth and nodded lightly: "A little!" ”

Although her father died very young, her mother loved her very much since she was a child, and there were many friends in that grassland, which was undoubtedly a very good time.

If she had a choice, she would indeed like to stay by her mother's side forever.

It's just fate that made people, and she, a princess from a foreign country, fell into the hands of the monarch of the Ming Dynasty, and now she has become the concubine of this monarch.

"Aifei, do you hate me in your heart?" Zhu Youzhu took the tea cup sent by Guo Yong and asked seriously.

Yi Kexi liked the cakes of the palace very much, and when he was about to send a piece of osmanthus cake to his mouth, he tilted his neck and asked puzzledly: "Your Majesty, why does the concubine hate you?" ”

"If I hadn't snatched you, you would have been able to live freely in Mongolia, and you could go back to save your relatives at any time if you wanted to!" Zhu Youzhu met the gaze of his woman, looking serious and authentic.

Although he had to forcibly incorporate this woman into the palace for the benefit of the whole of Huaxia, he knew in his heart that this practice was very unfair to this woman.

Although his actions are not wrong, he still feels more or less guilty in his heart, so he has obviously arranged the frequent sleeping of Concubine Bei more recently, and he will play better every night.

Concubine Bei looked at the serious Zhu Youji, and explained with a smile: "The women of our grassland were originally robbed, so there is no resentment for the husband to rob herself!" In fact, the concubines live very well here, except for the occasional thought about their mothers, the food and accommodation are much better than those on the Mongolian side! ”

"Even so, I'm afraid it's hard for you and your mother to see each other again!" Zhu Youzhu felt a lot more relieved, but still pointed out a fact.

Since Manduhai is the real person in power in the Northern Yuan, and he needs to control Yikexi to contain Manduhai, there is almost no possibility for the mother and daughter to meet.

Concubine Bei's eyes flashed with a touch of loss, but her gaze looked at Zhu Youzhu firmly and said, "Concubine knows!" It's just that since the concubine is married to His Majesty, then she can't always think about her mother, which is an inappropriate behavior in the Northern Yuan! ”

"If you are bored in the palace, you can often go to the horse farm over there in the West Garden to ride a horse and relax!" Zhu Youzhi knew that he was too worried, so he took a sip of tea and said seriously.

Concubine Bei nodded obediently, then picked up the bowl of cold sour plum soup on the table and drank it comfortably, and finally showed a satisfied expression.

Ever since she first drank sour plum soup in Wanfu, she had loved the taste.

In fact, in terms of quality of life, this place is much better than Beiyuan, especially the food here simply gives people a feeling of dreaming, and even she felt obsessed with it for a while.

Concubine Bei took a sip of sour plum soup, and suddenly said seriously with a cute face: "Your Majesty, the concubine has arrived in Xiyuan today, and the concubine still saw you fishing there!" ”

"Is there one? Why didn't I see you? Zhu Youzhu gently held the teacup, but he tried to recall the scene on the other side of the lake at that time.

Concubine Bei nodded very seriously, and said a little slyly: "The concubine was far away at that time, you definitely won't notice the concubine, and the concubine also wants to see what His Majesty is doing!" ”

Zhu Youzhu thought that he hadn't done anything bad this afternoon, so he said as a matter of course: "Didn't you say it just now?" I'm fishing, and I've been fishing! ”

"The concubine saw that the tea girl was very beautiful, and she seemed to be taller than me!" Concubine Bei put one hand up slightly, but it was a little vinegary.

Zhu Youzhu knew that it was impossible for every woman to share like Fan Jinling, so he drank tea and pretended to be confused: "Our Ming Dynasty is a country of etiquette, even if that tea girl is taller than you, I can't help you kill her!" ”

"Your Majesty laughed again, how could a courtier do such an excessive and cruel thing! And as soon as you lifted the rod, a fish was caught, just like a concubine saw those tricksters in the street, and several times there was a fish shortly after it was put down, how did Your Majesty do it? Concubine Bei's jealousy was really dispelled, and she turned to another thing with great interest.

The corners of Zhu Youji's mouth rose slightly, and he asked seriously: "Do you want to learn?" ”

"The concubine's patience is not good!" Concubine Bei's heart was moved, but she was a little worried.

Zhu Youzhu could see that Yi Kexi was active, so he nodded affirmatively: "The fish in our Taiye Pond are very easy to catch!" When the fish are overflowing, I will personally adjust the standard for you, and I will definitely be able to catch the fish! ”

"Okay, that concubine will teach you to ride a horse another day!" Concubine Bei nodded excitedly, looking reciprocated.

Zhu Youzhu gently put down the teacup and said with certainty: "I can ride a horse!" ”

Tonight's full moon is very big and bright, and the whole world is like day.

The little flower cat squatted on the stone pillar of the new pavilion, yawned boredly, scratched its face with its paws, and then meowed towards the Qianqing Palace to the north.

At this moment, in the depths of the Qianqing Palace, someone is galloping on horseback.

Concubine Bei endured everything after all, as if she had really returned to the prairie, and she was also aware of the fact that he could really ride.

It's just that in the end, Zhu Youzhu retreated.

After all, some things still have to be prevented, and the best way to solve them is to elect the queen as soon as possible, and then the queen will take on the sacred mission of cultivating the next generation of Chinese leaders.

Rising and falling, the middle of August in the capital is particularly lively.

The sky has not yet brightened, and the candidates of Beizhili and Guozijian have flocked to the Shuntian Gongyuan with lanterns, and today officially started the journey of the township examination in nine days and three sessions.

Although the new dynasty has never said that it will carry out reforms, some of the changes are secretly frightening.

The chief examiner of the Shuntianxiang examination has always been the presiding officer of the Hanlin Academy, after all, the examiner will form a teacher-student relationship with the candidate, which is conducive to the cultivation of his own team.

It's just that this year's chief examiner of Enke was selected, and it was not one of the several officials of the Hanlin Academy as everyone speculated, but Yin Songcheng of Shuncheon Mansion.

In fact, those who are interested have slowly realized that although the new dynasty did not promote reform, all the measures were obviously more pragmatic.

Song Cheng's black face was not smiling, and he completed the opening ceremony before dawn, and led a deputy chief examiner and four fellow examiners into the Shuntian Gongyuan Academy.

After so many years of officialdom, he has also seen the faces of many officials who have written brilliant articles in one hand, so this time he will pay more attention to strategy and theory, and regain independent thinking and practical talents.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Huarong County, the capital of Huguangyue Prefecture, can be said to be the land of fish and rice due to its abundant water resources, and the most prominent county seat in Huarong is Liufu.

The Liu family settled here during the reign of Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, and its ancestor Liu Bao was originally the capital of the Song Dynasty and has been multiplying to this day.

The Liu family's main house is located in the east of the county seat, which was originally just an ordinary house, but as the Liu family becomes more and more powerful, like a growing towering tree, it has integrated several surrounding houses into the Liu family's old house.

"The master has returned home, and he has cleaned up!" The middle-aged housekeeper was already busy early in the morning, and arranged for dozens of servants in the house.

Sigh!

A carriage returned from outside the city, and the groom stopped in front of Liu's house.

Liu Daxia is already a fifty-year-old man, with a lot of official authority, and he is wearing a simple set of mourning clothes and getting down in a carriage.

His father, Liu Renzhai, was the official Ruichang Zhixian and the deputy envoy of Guangxi, although his official position was not prominent, but after all, he was an official in a place, so he also laid a lot of foundation for his family.

For the sake of his own reputation, Liu Daxia now chooses to live outside the effect, thus creating a good story of filial piety.

Since today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he has not returned for a while, he chose to go back to the city to enjoy the excitement brought by this Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Lord Liu, long time no see!"

It was at this moment that a young man in a bullfighting suit walked over and said.

(End of chapter)