"Zhongcheng, how did you learn about these things that will happen in the future?" Mr. Zhao asked without understanding.
"When I was unconscious, a voice told me in my head." Lin Run said with a solemn face: "When I woke up, I still remembered it clearly. I think this must be Marshal Tian Gong I couldn¡¯t bear to see Lu Shenzhou sink and lose his clothes, so he entrusted me with the dream. Then he woke me up and asked me to save the Ming Dynasty!"
"Uh" Zhao Hao was speechless for a moment. Unexpectedly, Lin Run actually put all the blame on the gods Marshal Tian and Empress Mazu are gods commonly believed by the people along the coast of Fujian and Guangdong.
"Do you believe what I said?" Lin Run looked at Zhao Hao coldly.
"Believe it, absolutely believe it." Mr. Zhao, a thief, immediately followed the trend and said: "How could Zhongcheng miraculously wake up if it wasn't saved by gods? Then why did gods save Zhongcheng? He must have asked Zhongcheng to save Daming. !¡±
"Hey, I think so too." Lin Run suddenly felt a sense of confidant, and smiled for the first time today: "Then let's save Daming together, okay?"
"Okay, that's what I meant." Zhao Hao hurriedly stretched out his hand. Lin Run hesitated for a moment, then imitated his actions, stretched out his hand and held it tightly with Zhao Hao.
"Then we will be comrades from now on!" Mr. Zhao said with a happy smile.
"Comrade we have the same goals, what a good name." Lin Run praised him, nodded heavily and said, "Okay, from today on, we are comrades!"
Now that he has become a dear comrade, Lin Run has something to say. "I saw your Jiangnan company before, and it seems that it has a tendency to include the various prefectures in Jiangnan."
"Now it's called Jiangnan Investment Group." Mr. Zhao corrected it with a dry smile, and then said seriously: "But I have absolutely no selfish motives. Everything is to save Daming."
"Okay, I believe you." Lin Run nodded.
"Huh?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but be stunned: "Do you believe it now?"
"Because we are comrades." Lin Zhongcheng hissed matter-of-factly: "In the past, I would advise you to take your time. But now, we have no time, and I just think you are not moving fast enough!"
As he spoke, he weakly waved his fist and said, "Time is running out, comrade! We have to speed up, speed up!"
"Well, there is still time." Mr. Zhao quickly reminded: "Didn't Zhongcheng say there are still seventy-five years?"
"You're stupid!" Lin Run corrected him sternly: "It's in vain that you have read all the history books. Which dynasty or generation didn't start the people's livelihood a few decades before the country was destroyed, and then the world was in chaos?"
"That's true." Mr. Zhao nodded, thinking that it was the same for me. Thinking of this, he wanted to bomb Wanli to death again.
"So we don't have much time left. Ten years, twenty years!" Lin Zhongcheng said decisively: "It will definitely not exceed thirty years!"
Zhao Hao couldn't help but secretly gasped when he heard this. Lin Run's judgment might be a little too accurate.
This year, the last battle of Wanli's three major campaigns, the Battle of Bozhou, began. This year, Wanli sent mining supervisors and tax envoys to disturb the people everywhere and bring disaster to the world. At that time, the Linqing Civil War and the Hanyang Civil War were triggered. The Ming Dynasty was completely ill and it was difficult to cure it with medicine and stone.
"So speed up, comrade, just let go and do whatever you want!" Lin Run reached out with difficulty, patted his shoulder, and said with all his strength: "I will risk everything to help you!"
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Zhao Hao didn¡¯t expect that when he came to see Lin Run this time, he would be in such a situation.
It is natural to ask him to take the lead in advocating grain transportation by sea. And it seems that I finally gained a comrade who will save Daming together.
It¡¯s just that this method is too bizarre and cannot be copied. Otherwise, he really wants to create a few more vegetative states.
No matter what you say, I am not alone!
On the way back to the county seat, although it was still drizzling, it did not affect Mr. Zhao's happy mood at all. He kept humming a strange ditty and asked Secretary Ma to score it for him.
Although Secretary Ma admires the young master very much, he has reservations about singing.
While playing the piano feebly, Sister Ma moaned secretly, "Hey, hey, hey, hey, no matter how high the mountains are and how deep the water is; hey, hey, hey it can't stop me, I'm going forward~~" Can it also be considered a song? The braying of a donkey is more or less the same.
But singing with the boss and making him happy are the basic tasks of a qualified secretary. Thinking of this, Secretary Ma adjusted her mood, played the piano seriously, and accompanied the young master to say "hey yo hey, hey yo hey" all the way.
When the boat docked at the dock, Mr. Zhao finally enjoyed himself and took the snow pear and white fungus soup from Sister Qiaoqiao. While drinking, he still said: "This kind of thing is really interesting when there are many people. Sister Qiaoqiao"?Next time the three of us have sex together, it will definitely be more enjoyable. Hey, why do you look so bad? "
Qiao Qiao¡¯s mouth twitched twice, not daring to tell Zhao Hao that she had just heard her in the kitchen and wanted to kill someone.
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They will set off tomorrow. Qiaoqiao and Ma Xianglan hurriedly packed their bags as soon as they returned to the county government office. I'm afraid I will have to stay in the capital for a long time this time. It is also a big boat, so you can bring more household items to make your stay comfortable.
Zhao Hao planned to go to the front and give some instructions to the painters and writers who were left behind. Especially the solitary egg painter, he has reached a certain level of laziness. If you don¡¯t explain the task clearly to him, he will even pour the oil bottle without helping him.
Who would have thought that when they arrived at the Confucius Courtyard, they saw Pan Jixun and Zheng Ruozeng also there. The four of them were in the living room opposite the signing room, drinking and talking while waiting for his return.
Seeing Zhao Hao come in, Wu Chengen quickly asked the boy to move a stool and invite the young master to sit down.
With Qiaoqiao here, how could Zhao Hao come hungry? Looking at the messy cups and plates on the table, Mr. Zhao waved his hands and sat down on the Arhat couch beside him. A handsome boy brought him fruits and tea.
Mr. Zhao smiled and asked, "Why did the four of you get together?"
"They came to see you. When it was time for dinner, you were nowhere to be seen, so I had to entertain them." Wu Chengen replied with a smile.
Zheng Ruozeng said it was okay to say that when Pan Jixun came, he and his grandfather didn't show up, which was actually quite rude.
But there is nothing we can do, everyone is not here.
Although the old man was forced to sign an alliance under the city, it was absolutely impossible for him to enter the capital with that woman. Early the next morning, he and Ye took the lead.
Second Master Zhao, hey, it¡¯s okay not to mention it.
"What wind brought Zhongcheng back?" Mr. Zhao looked at his free labor with a smile
After Pan Jixun recovered from his illness, he worked non-stop to design the Chongming Seawall, the Kunshan Phase III Project, and the Taihu Embankment in Fucheng. Ordinarily, at this time, he should go to Taicang to design the river embankment.
"I can't do your job anymore." Pan Jixun said expressionlessly.
"Want to cheat?" Mr. Zhao blinked and asked, "I have accepted all your nephews."
"It's not that I don't want to help you, I really have no choice." Pan Jixun's mouth twitched and said, "I received an order from the court the day before yesterday, asking me to seize love and retaliate."
The cheerful atmosphere in the room suddenly stopped.
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