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The more Zhu Houzhao listened, the more excited he became. He felt unhappy when you praised others, but when you praised his father, Emperor Hongzhi, it was sour from top to bottom, and every pore was filled with sourness, which was more effective than praising himself.
And this kind of words heard from the bottom of the people, generally speaking, they do n¡¯t play much. That ¡¯s what really says, just think about it.
Yang Tinghe¡¯s face was getting darker and darker, and he couldn¡¯t even see it, but he still didn¡¯t give up. I always feel that Sun Zheng wanted to do something unspeakable when he established a great career overseas.
Before coming to Nanhai, he had always been worried. With Sun Zheng's ability and influence in the border army, what would happen if one day he wanted to rebel? Who can stop it!
Stepping on the speedboat, after thousands of miles, I finished two days.
In just these two days, Lao Yang was already despairing. At this speed, coupled with the combat power of the new army, if Sun Zheng rebels, everyone will not even have a chance to resist, and they will just wait to die.
When he set foot on the Nanhai area, his mind came to life again.
This Sun Zheng does not want to rebel against the Ming Dynasty, he wants to revolutionize our Confucianism!
This is simply more shocking than the change of government. We must not let this happen!
In order for the emperor to recognize Sun's true face, he also worked hard.
"Then according to your statement, isn't the Imperial Master comparable to a saint in this world?"
Before Ruan Silang could say anything, a loud bell-like voice sounded at the door: "What can be compared to a saint? A saint is not worthy of carrying shoes for a national master!"
Yang Tinghe was furious: "How can it be that such slanderous words can be said casually?"
The visitor sneered and said, "We in the South China Sea are a barbaric land, so what's the matter with me slandering the saint?"
The tall body like an iron tower stepped through the door, and the light in the room was dimmed.
The visitor conveniently placed a pot-bellied jar on the table, and said carelessly: "I already know that you, Old Ruan, are Hu Lielie, and who Cheng Shuai is. He was the gentleman from the Holy Land in the East Palace, even if"
Cheng Minzheng coughed and said: "Xiong Dayuan! The sun is shining brightly in the South China Sea. Is your bull's eye blinded by the sun?"
"Oh my dear mother!" Xiong Dayuan then saw Cheng Minzheng, stood up quickly and gave him a military salute: "Hello, Commander Cheng!"
Cheng Minzheng was very curious, so he left the table and stood up: "I remember that your right arm is broken, right? Why does it look so good What are you doing? Stand at attention! Let me see how this trick is done."
Xiong Dayuan blushed and breathed heavily, but he could only stand at attention and let Old Man Cheng lift up his sleeves for inspection.
"Hiss! Is it iron?" Cheng Minzheng was shocked: "This craftsmanship is so ingenious! Is it possible to behave as usual?"
Xiong Dayuan showed a silly smile: "I dare not hide it from the commander-in-chief. Not only can I move, but my energy is a bit stronger than before!"
Zhu Houzhao also became interested: "Lao Jun, did the Imperial Prefecture give you a replacement for this hand?"
"Is this the Third Young Master?"
Cheng Min Zhenghun didn't care: "After becoming an old friend, you can just call him Mr. Huang."
"Let me tell you, we have met the second young master too. His temperament is somewhat lacking. If it weren't for Cheng Shuai's face, he would have been beaten eight times a day. Mr. Huang is very noble"
Cheng Minzheng slapped him at the beginning: "If you don't know how to speak, then speak less! Are you talking about praise?"
Xiong Dayuan chuckled: "Yes, yes, yes. When I saw Cheng Shuai, I was so happy that I fainted. Lao Ruan didn't lie to me. I really brought the right wine. Commander, please take a seat. I'll show it to you." Wine. I¡¯m not bragging. In the whole South China Sea, others don¡¯t dare to brag. When it comes to this shochu, it¡¯s up to us.¡±
Ruan Silang struck: "Pull me down. If the imperial master hadn't taken pity on you, a fool, and gave you a winery as a gift, and gave you personal guidance, you still boast about the South China Sea! It's just like the family tradition, it's worthy of making anti-virus wine!" "
Cheng Minzheng has been the leader of this group of soldiers for many years, why can't he hear the hint of showing off in these words?
So he asked along the way: "Is this the recipe for Jiangong Chuan?"
Ruan Silang rolled his eyes, pulled Xiong Dayuan to sit down, and explained: "Back then, this guy broke his arm and went back to his hometown to make a living by making wine. I don't know who he offended. He was tricked and got into a lawsuit. The wine shop was lost and people were arrested. Throw him into prison. We found out that the Imperial Preceptor was recruiting new recruits, so we took the route of Jin Yiwei and fished him out. When we arrived in the South China Sea, the Imperial Preceptor treated us old friends like us, which was really unspeakable. We exchanged this good stuff for him. Tie Shou also helped him build a wine shop and personally taught his mother-in-law and children how to learn the craft. This is how he got the most famous knife-burning knife in the South China Sea!"
Xiong Dayuan laughed and said, "But this Shao Dao Zi is too strong, and people from the south can't get used to it. It's all our regular customers from the north who like it, and the sailors on the ship will buy it."? He talks endlessly, and his eyes turn black if he is really asked to do something. You can't tell the difference between wheat seedlings and leeks, how do you expect him to solve the case? "
Yang Tinghe was speechless. No matter how much he tried to quibble, he couldn't deny this fact.
Zhu Houzhao likes to watch the fun most. Seeing that Master Yang was silenced by the big soldiers, he was secretly happy, but he helped him to smooth things over.
"Three hundred and sixty lines, every other line is like a mountain. There are ways to farm, and there are ways to be an official. You don't have to know everything, right?"
hey-hey!
Xiong Dayuan gave Zhu Houzhao a thumbs up: "Young master Huang, you are so wise! This is the principle, but this is not the case.
"Those officials, relying on their official status, call the black as white, the dead as alive Forget it, let's not mention this.
It¡¯s still preaching. Look at the South China Sea and don¡¯t talk about other things. I, an old bear, have been a big-head soldier for more than ten years. I don¡¯t know the Chinese characters of ¡°Ò»¡±. I know it¡¯s ¡°Ò»¡± when the pole is overturned, but I don¡¯t know whether it¡¯s ¡°horizontal¡± or ¡°vertical¡±.
When I was in the literacy class in the army, I just couldn¡¯t bear the pain of literacy, so I kept working as a top soldier.
But now in the South China Sea, in just a few years, I, the old bear, can speak idioms. Just as the Imperial Master told me last time, I haven¡¯t seen you for three days and I¡¯m very impressed!
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Yang Tinghe could no longer bear it: "The people can do it, but they can't know it! How can you, a big-headed soldier, be literate?"