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    Gu Junen, who set the development path for Li Zicheng, did not meet Li Zicheng in this time and space, and is now working as a petty official in Zhao Han's territory.

    Fu Geng, the envoy sent by Li Zicheng, was detained at the border of Anhui and was quarantined for half a month before being released.

    Fu Geng caught up with Zhao Han's driver in Gaoyou, and as Li Zicheng's envoy, he was immediately summoned by the Emperor of Datong.

    Fu Geng wanted to take off his mask and knelt down, but Zhao Han stopped him: "There is no need to take off the mask."

    "Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor of Datong!" Fu Geng knelt down.

    Zhao Han said, "Sit down."

    After Fu Geng sat down, he did not convey Li Zicheng's intention, but asked: "Your Majesty, I have a younger brother named Fu Shan. A few years ago, he went south with Master Yuan, and he wrote a letter to go home. Later, the north and the south were blocked.  There is no news, I don't know if Your Majesty has heard my brother's name."

    Zhao Han suddenly laughed: "It turns out that he is Fu Qingzhu's elder brother, and his younger brother is doing very well in Nanjing."

    The Emperor of Datong actually knew his younger brother, so the younger brother must be doing well in the south, Fu Geng felt relieved and at the same time excited.

    Fu Shan is proficient in a subset of classics and history, is good at calligraphy and painting, and also has research on swordsmanship, Buddhism and Taoism.  But he was reused by Zhao Han because of his status as a "master of gynecology", and now he is the vice president of Jinling Medical College and the head of the gynecology department.

    If Zhao Han's concubines were unwell, they would call Fu Shan by name and invite him into the palace for consultation.

    Fu Geng said comfortingly: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive."

    Zhao Han asked: "What did your lord order you to do?"

    Fu Geng said: "My lord wishes to be brothers with His Majesty, and Dashun and Datong are also countries of brothers."

    Zhao Han couldn't help smiling: "Then I should call your lord brother?"

    "Your Majesty is a brother, and my lord is a younger brother," Fu Geng said, "I heard that your majesty is a descendant of Zhao Song, while my lord is a descendant of the Li family in Xixia. The situation now is the same as it was then. After your majesty recovers Henan and Shandong, the land will be like  Like the Song Dynasty. My lord is based on the old land of Xixia, and the puppet Qing Dynasty was the Liao Kingdom at that time."

    At this moment, the news that the Manchu Qing moved back to Liaodong had just reached Shandong, and neither Zhao Han nor Fu Geng knew about it.

    About the country of brothers is just the price offered by Li Zicheng. His bottom line is to surrender to Zhao Han, but keep his own country name and territory, just like Xixia surrendered to Zhao Song.

    As for the descendants of Xixia, it is purely to put gold on his face. Li Zicheng twice claimed that the emperor respected Xixia Li Jiqian as the ancestor.

    This is a routine operation. After a small person has made a fortune, he always has to find a powerful ancestor for himself.

    Even the ministers of civil and military affairs in Nanjing proposed to compile the royal family tree, and the ancestor can be designated as Zhao Wenzi, because the royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasties also followed this path.

    Zhao Han is not interested in this kind of thing, nor is he interested in meeting Li Zicheng as a brother.

    He asked Li Xiangjun to bring a pen and paper, fearing that Li Zicheng would not be able to understand, so he specially wrote the letter in vulgar language:

    "Self-Cheng Xiongtai Lesson: My brother was a postman earlier, and my younger brother was just a slave. The Ming Dynasty has no way, and the people have a hard time living, so you and my brother raised up the army. My brother is a man, and he is indomitable. I admire him very much. If there is no brother to restrain him  The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, it is impossible for the younger brother to take the south lightly. This kindness and righteousness, the younger brother must repay it. If the older brother surrenders the mountains and Shanxi, the older brother can be the Duke of Dingbei. The younger brother¡¯s generals, such as Li Guo and Liu Zongmin, must have titles  Waiting. If you don¡¯t want to join me, you and I will recuperate separately and come back to compete in the Central Plains in three to five years. Brother Zhao Han, I worship you!¡±

    The letter was boxed and sealed with wax.

    Zhao Han said to Fu Geng: "Take the letter back and give it to your lord. They are all sensible people, there is no need to engage in such nonsense. Don't talk about being a brother, he respects me as an ancestor. When it's time to fight  Still have to fight."

    "Obey!" Fu Geng took it.

    Zhao Han asked: "How does Li Zicheng govern in Shanxi?"

    Fu Geng replied: "When I left Taiyuan, I was preparing to start a course to obtain a scholar. It was nothing more than lightly paying taxes and encouraging farming and mulberry. This year, the weather in Shanxi is good, and it is just time to recruit refugees for reclamation."

    "It's good to be able to take care of people's livelihood." Zhao Han nodded in approval.

    As for the military aspect, Zhao Han was too lazy to ask.

    Li Zicheng's occupation of Shanshan was too smooth, and many of the subordinate generals were still like small warlords, which took a lot of time to clean up.

    At least within this year, Li Zicheng will not make any further moves.

    Fu Geng also wrote a letter, requesting that it be forwarded to his younger brother Fu Shan.  His family was not bad, and although the Manchus forced him to hand in food, his family and property suffered no loss.

    Zhao Han continued to go south, and Fu Geng returned to Shanxi with the letter.

    Traveling to Yangzhou, Jiangsu's left and right political envoys brought officials at all levels to meet with them.

    Zhao Han didn't get off the boat, he just planned to stop.?Salt merchants treated workers harshly?  "

    Yu Shiqin replied: "There are trade unions in every salt factory, and there is a salt workers' federation in every county. Moreover, there are more and more salt factories, and the factory owners are desperately recruiting workers. How dare they easily offend the salt workers?  Stopping production for a few days is unbearable loss."

    "That's good." Zhao Han nodded.

    ?We must also remain vigilant against trade unions, not to give too much power, and to formulate laws to suppress them.  Otherwise, a new class of union leaders would form, threatening to extort factory owners from above and using workers as tools for profit.

    The next day, Zhao Han's royal fleet set off.

    A large number of people from Yangzhou City and its vicinity rushed to both sides of the canal after hearing the news.  When the fleet passed by, the former military households, Caomin, tenant farmers, domestic slaves knelt and kowtowed one after another, and the black and white people knelt everywhere on both sides of the canal.

    "His Majesty the Emperor, long live long live long live!"

    This is the real Shan Hu Long live, no one organized series, all from the heart.
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