【Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, monthly ticket~~】
"any solution?"
As if grasping a life-saving straw, He Gujin stood up immediately.
After Zheng Xianlin thought for a while, he shook his head again.
Seeing him like this made He Gujin extremely anxious.
"I said, why are you hesitating? Just say whatever comes to mind. How long has this happened?"
"Forget it..." Zheng Xianlin shook his head again.
Grabbing Zheng Xianlin's sleeve, He Gujin said eagerly: "If there is any way, come out first and discuss it later. Your life and fortune are all tied to this!"
"Then what I said?"
"explain!"
"If we want to retreat safely, we might be able to ask Master Thirteen!"
Zheng Xianlin thought that He Gujin would sneer at him if he asked for a child like Zhu Jinghong.
However, the reality is that the latter is looking forward to him with a look of hope, obviously waiting for his next step.
"Continue?"
"Don't you think it's child's play?" Zheng Xianlin couldn't help but ask.
Understanding the meaning of his words, He Gujin explained: "With the performance of the Thirteenth Master today, how can begging him be considered child's play!"
Seeing that He Gujin thought the same way, Zheng Xianlin was sure that there was nothing wrong with him.
"To put it bluntly, Jinling's current mess still falls on the task of suppressing the Japanese. If this job is done well... then we can make the difference!"
"Master Thirteen said that no matter whether the money and food are reconciled or not, they must be reported truthfully for transfer. It can be seen that he also believes that the suppression of Japanese pirates is the most important thing, and such matters as shortfalls can be put aside later!"
Hearing this analysis, He Gujin nodded.
"That's why I said that you can ask Master Thirteen to help mediate. After the Japanese are successfully suppressed, please ask the prince to remember our contribution and make up for the shortfall slowly in the future!"
With a thoughtful expression on his face, He Gujin frowned and said, "But if that's the case, King Rui's side..."
The prince had finished his errand, and as his rival, Prince Rui, he would definitely be unhappy, so it would be an easy thing to deal with the two of them venting their anger.
At that time, will the prince protect them? Can he protect them?
Zheng Xianlin looked solemn and said: "That's why I asked for the Thirteenth Master instead of asking for the Crown Prince!"
"How do you know that the Thirteenth Master is more reliable than the Crown Prince?"
Zheng Xianlin picked up the tea cup, fiddled with the tea with the lid, and said slowly: "The Crown Prince is unreliable, but the Thirteenth Lord may not be reliable!"
In other words, the prince must be unreliable, but Zhu Jinghong is not sure, so he must give it a try.
It is very sad that the people below you are so distrustful of your dignified prince.
Of course, this situation does not conflict with supporting Zhu Jingyuan as the prince.
On the one hand, it is due to traditional concepts, on the other hand, it is practical interests, and smart people can flexibly swing between them.
"Then give it a try?" He Gujin asked tentatively.
"How to try?" Zheng Xianlin asked.
He only had a simple idea, but he didn't know how to operate it.
"First go with what you like, host banquets, entertain women, give money, and bring the relationship closer..."
After straightening his sleeves, He Gujin continued: "Then I will take the opportunity to complain to you and ask the Thirteenth Master to give us a few kind words. If the prince softens his heart, the matter will be settled!"
After stroking his beard, Zheng Xianlin asked: "What about Prince Rui?"
"What else?" He Gujin's eyes flashed.
Zheng Xianlin smiled: "Of course we must flatter him with all our heart. We must let him know our difficulties and know that we have tried our best!"
"Yeah!" He Gujin didn't say much after taking a sip of tea.
"This matter...you have to worry more!"
Putting down the tea cup, He Gujin looked calm: "What do you mean by that?"
Zheng Xianlin suppressed his smile and said meaningfully: "Old He You knows what it means, so there is no need for me to clarify it!"
He Gujin knew clearly, so he didn't say anything more. After all, they were both smart people.
From beginning to end, the two of them had their own little plans, and now they can really talk about it.
There was silence in the room for a while, and then Zheng Xianlin spoke: "The Thirteenth Master likes to dance with guns and sticks. Since he wants to do what he likes, why not collect some good weapons, and then find some high-quality armors from Dusi, what do you think?"
Hiding armor privately is a serious crime, but for officials like these two, it is not a big deal.
Because they always have a way to send these things reasonably and legally, and the procedures are impeccable.
He Gujin immediately added: "You can't have less money, calligraphy, painting, antiques, food, drink and entertainment. As for women... forget it!"
If the emperor finds out about giving a woman to Zhu Jinghong, they will really lose their heads.
"Well, you and I can do our own thing!"
"Farewell!"
After leaving Zheng Mansion, He Gujin also returned to his home because someone was waiting for him.
"A guest is coming?"
After getting off the sedan chair and looking at the steward who came out, He Gujin asked calmly.
The butler replied: "Sir, I have been here for half an hour, and now I am serving tea in the front hall!"
"Um!"
"Master, are you going to meet guests now?"
"Don't worry, change your clothes first!"
At the moment, He Gujin is still wearing his official uniform, so it is only natural to change his clothes. After all, he is at home.
However, when the guests waiting in the living room learned that He Gujin had not met immediately when he returned home, his mood suddenly became bad.
Of course, this was just a small matter after all, so the man didn't show any dissatisfaction and just drank tea and waited slowly.
About a quarter of an hour later, when the tea reached the third cup, He Gujin appeared in the living room.
"Master He, you are finally here!"
In the living room, a man in his thirties, with a common face and a faint ruthlessness, was looking at He Gujin expressionlessly.
"I was delayed because of something at the Yamen. I'm really sorry!"
After straightening his sleeves and looking at He Gujin sitting aside, Ying Qiu said slowly, "Really? But I heard that when you left the palace, you went to the Zheng Mansion!"
How could He Gujin not hear the meaning behind the question, which made him angry in his heart.
After all, he is a third-rank inspector and can be regarded as a feudal official. Why should he be contradicted by a slave?
It's a pity that even if He Gujin is angry, he can only hold it in at the moment.
"We have some official business to discuss!" He Gujin answered simply without explaining too much.
Of course, these things are not important, so Ying Qiu asked: "Master He, what do you want to say about the discussion?"
When talking about business, He Gujin admitted that he had been writing a draft on the way back.
"Master Thirteen said that the results will be seen within half a month. Anyone who can't do it will be engaged in military law!"
"Master Thirteen?"
"That's right, the prince asked him to preside over the discussion, and finally said this result!"
Picking up the tea cup, He Gujin said with a worried look on his face: "The Thirteenth Master is acting vigorously and resolutely. Two unlucky county magistrates have been dismissed from office for questioning. The storm is about to come!"
"Half a month? Jinling's bad debts can't be sorted out at all. Master Thirteen is afraid of killing you all, but it won't help!" Ying Qiu sneered.
"Therefore, the officialdom of Jinling still needs more protection from the prince. I, as a colleague on behalf of Jinling, will definitely remember the great kindness of the prince!"
"Is this what Zheng Xianlin means?" Ying Qiu asked slowly.
"Of course!"
Nodding, Ying Qiu said: "When it's time to reach out, the prince will definitely not stand back, so you don't have to worry too much!"
Next, Ying Qiu talked a lot more, mainly arranging how to make foreign workers work, and promised to ensure that Zheng and He were safe.
After sending Ying Qiu away, He Gujin's face suddenly fell. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally he knocked the tea cup away and broke it into pieces on the ground.
"A slave dares to show off in front of me, it's so presumptuous..."
Even though he was angry, He Gujin was very cautious and cursed in a low voice.
Hearing the sound of the cup being smashed, He Jiayan, who had been waiting behind the screen, came out. He was He Gujin's youngest son.
Compared to the previous brothers, this guy was also extremely naughty, so He Gujin took him with him to teach him.
"Dad, Prince Rui will really protect us?"
"You know everything?"
"My son heard everything you talked about!"
"Do you also understand the danger?"
Before his son could speak, He Gujin ordered with a cold face: "Don't worry about this. Don't you like to eat, drink and have fun? Find some delicious food and fun, and you must have high-quality weapons and armor!"
"Dad, why are you looking for these?"
"Why do you ask so many questions when I ask you to do something?" He Gujin scolded him sternly.
